In the parking lot.
Across the street.
2 separate cars.
Every other day
At the same time.
She parks.
Hops over to his truck.
Everybody on the street has noticed their routine.
There are whispers.
But nobody knows who they are .
But I like to imagen what they do in that truck.
What dirty little secrets are there.
This is what I imagen goes down in the truck.
On this particular day.
All they have is 30 mins before they have to get back home to their boring lives.
She closes the car door.
Leans over to kiss him.
He asks how her day was but he doesn’t really care.
And honestly she’s not there for small talk.
She slides her underwear off.
Looks around to make sure nobody’s too close by.
She bends her leg placing her foot on the seat.
Wide open she starts to touch herself.
She looks over to him.