It was a hot day, one of those few still hot summer days we very occasionally get when nobody seems to want to do much except laze about, preferably in water, we had met in a local town away from people who might recognize us, it was market day and people seemed happy jostling around stalls, watching and buying from the various auctions we had a meal in a restaurant and then took a stroll down the high street we stopped to listen to the auctioneer before moving off.
We strolled around the stalls before turning down a small alley hopefully heading for the car park but realized it was a dead end, I spotted a open gateway on the left and headed you towards it, it lead into a walled yard, it was obviously the rear of a group of shops, full of piles of boxes and stacks of pallets, I steered you towards the far side, to a partly hidden spot you backed up to a large pile of cardboard boxes and we kissed our tongues fighting each other, what is it about being hot and sweaty that makes you feel randy, you could feel my rock hard erection tenting my jeans easily through your summer dress, looking around I spotted a security camera and wondered if any body was watching, enjoying this unexpected entertainment.