The Park - Sex Stories

The Park

... I lit a candle in the kitchen, took my dinner out of the oven and into the lounge to sit and eat it off my lap. “You haven’t got the radio on.” I remarked. “It’s boring.” “So what is so interesting out of the window?” I asked. “Just a group of lads in the park.” She replied, “I can only just make them out.” “Kids?” “No, a bit older than that I would say. Late teens perhaps.” “So what makes it so interesting to huddle in a darkened park “No idea. I could go and ask them.” “You have trouble with the stairs in bright light,” I rejoined, “how would you manage in complete darkness?” “I’d manage.” She said. “Just take it slowly.” “Are you really that bored? And what if they are after a bit more than a quick fag and conversation?” “Well I don’t have a problem with that.” She said slyly, “Do you?” “No, of course not, but I’d be a little worried about you. How many of them are there?” “There’s about 6 or 7 of them, they are moving about and difficult to count. Well, one less now – it looks like one is off home. Better decide soon before they all leave.” “Go, if you want. I’ll watch from here to see how you get on.” She stubbed out her cigarette and went into the bathroom where I could hear sounds of her having a wash, didn’t need to ask where. Then into the bedroom for a quick spray of her favourite perfume – Charlie in those days if my memory serves me right. She came back in to the lounge and planted a quick kiss on my lips. “You sure this is alright with you?” “I’d have said if it ...

... wasn’t. Be careful.” I looked at her. I was not sure if this was a safe thing to do. “I’ll be fine. Just you see.” And saying that, she collected the torch from the kitchen where I had left it and made her way out of the door. I took my empty plate to the kitchen, rinsed it in the sink and, as it was the only item needing washing, left it there. I put some water in the kettle, put it on the gas stove to heat for a cup of tea, went into the lounge a sat myself in in the chair she had vacated. I saw the lads but only 4 of them. “If she does not get there soon, they’ll all be gone.” I said to myself. Whilst I watched I saw her come round the corner toward the park fence. Officially there was no entrance there but a hole had been cut in the chain-link to effect entrance from the flats. She ducked under the wire and slowly made her way to where the boys were stood. Of course I could hear and really see little but dark shadows but perceived that the lads noticeably stopped moving. She got near and stopped. I could see them all facing her, but her back was to me. Nothing seemed to happen for a few minutes but I guess one of them must have asked her if she had any “fags” as I saw her outstretch her arm towards them with what I suspected was her newly opened box in her hand. Only 2 of the lads took them and I saw brief flashes of light illuminating their faces as she lit them with her lighter. I was straining to see what was going on. As the lights around were out my night vision was ...