“Movies are never good for first dates.”
“I know,” she said and kissed his neck. Her hand grasped his auburn pony-tail and gave it a quick tug.
The trees above rustled with a cool summer breeze coming off the lake causing the fading daylight to strobe around the bench they shared. A few birds chirped about happily.
“Beth, I think we would be better suited to get coffee and just…” The pony-tail seemed an over compensation considering the lack of hair on top of his head. In fact, this was one of the few occasions he was not wearing a ball cap.
Beth’s brown eyes widened before ship nipped at his ear lobe. “Just what?” Her brunette hair hung over his shoulder and half way down his back. Her hands slowly ran over the muscled curves of his left arm.
“We should just…”
She grasped his erection with her left hand and lightly stroked it. “I think we already are just…”
“But, but but…” Her long black skirt fluttered as she knelt beside him and lowered her head to bite his left nipple.
“I mean, this is all happening so fast.”
“Of course it is, Keith. You said you were ready,” she said with a sly grin and kept eye contact, slowly lowering her gaze and finally releasing it to look at the hardness still in her hand.
“There’s that word again.” She released his erection and lowered her fingernails to lightly brush his balls.
“I warned you.” Her mouth quickly lowered over the tip of his erection.
Keith gasped and strained causing the chains to rattle. “Holy fuck!”
Her grin returned as Beth raised her gaze again. “That’s more like it.” She flipped her left leg over his lap to straddle him causing her skirt to ride up just enough to flash her commando state. “Now, are you ready, or aren’t you?”
She pulled her skirt over his erection and rubbed her pussy lightly against him. “What do you think? You’re all undressed and no place to go. After all, this is a celebration.” She rose in front of him, reached under her skirt, and pulled his erection between her legs…
Keith nodded. “That’s what she said.”
“This was a first date.”
Constable Larry Cowherd was a large man who, while sitting beside Keith, caused the wooden park bench to bow slightly. His navy blue pants and light blue shirt were severely creased and sweat stains showed under each arm. His hat sat on top of his head slightly off to one side. “Well, I guess I can’t exactly charge you with indecent exposure. The chains and hand cuffs suggest you’re not out here of your own free will.”
Keith opened his mouth to answer, but then thought better of it.
“You could charge her with kidnapping. Forcible confinement. Something like that.”
Keith’s eyes looked around. “You’re kidding, right?” He shivered under the blanket that Cowherd had laid over him.
“Yeah, figure I wouldn’t want to do that either.” Cowherd shook his head and his cheeks nearly flopped against his face. “Dammit, man. For my wife kinky is the lights on and she still wears a tee-shirt.”
Keith nodded his agreement and lowered his eyes in thought.
“Guess we should get the cuffs off you.” Cowherd got up and walked behind the bench. “At least she left the keys close by.”
The keys were on the ground about a foot below Keith’s knotted arms.
Keith rubbed his raw wrists as Cowherd returned to sit beside him again.
“So, I’ll take you home. You have a key somewhere you can get in?”
“What about your wallet?”
Keith’s eyes almost betrayed him as the memory of him being led from his own house naked crossed his mind. Instead of responding, he just shrugged. “Just the lights on?”
“Who am I kidding, I’m a bachelor for life,” Cowherd dismissed the question with a quick wave before leaning one flabby elbow on his knee. “One more question.”
Keith turned to him. “Of course.”