"Come on, babe, let's go on the Ferris wheel," I smile at him as I grab his hand and pull him towards the huge circular object in the distance. "It's my favorite ride."
He laughed gently as he followed me through the park. It was crowded with numerous people, all loud and screaming in joy and happiness as they rode the rides, ate the junk food, won the prizes, as well as all the people yelling in frustration to the scheming carnies and in fear from the scary rides.
As we stood in the line for the Ferris wheel, he started rubbing my back. I was wearing a tank shirt with a cut that exposed a lot of my back, for it was a hot day, and his hands felt so good on it. I felt a slight tingle of pleasure arising from my toes to my head, and I suddenly felt high, like it was a rush, a rush to suddenly have a twinge of horniness at a family friendly place like the park.
Turning back towards him, I leaned my lips close to his ear and whispered, "I want you."
A look of surprise fell upon his face, but then a small smile appeared on his lips. "As you wish, babe."
We waited in nervous but excited anticipation as we waited for a cart to be ready for us to ride the Ferris wheel. Each cart were like a little cage, with a roof and all, so it was semi secluded, although there was the view from above the back of the seat until the roof.