Sara and I have been to a few play parties, but we stayed mostly on the sidelines or just enjoyed each other whilst others looked on. Tonight however, there was playful mischief in our eyes.
As we headed into an unremarkable Manhattan Midtown building, I lightly placed my hand on her lower back, feeling her body under her raincoat and tracing it to her bum crack. I watched Sara dress just a bit earlier, pulling up the stockings slipping on her heels, and then finishing off with just her signature red coat on top. As I was now caressing her naked bum through the coat, that naked image of her was playing in my mind.
We stepped into a large room, filled with seating all around, a dance floor in the middle and a bar in the corner. People were mingling, chatting and drinking. It was the social part of the event, everyone fully clothed and getting to know each other. We only briefly lingered here. We were too eager to play.