Playtime at the Park

Sun beamed down on me as I sat on the bench, watching my nieces and nephews playing tag with the other children in the park. I loved the way kids didn’t care who they played with. All they wanted to do was have fun.

Man, life would be so much easier if adults played like that, too. Adults could learn a lot from kids in a playground. Just play. Have fun. Consequences be damned… but be safe. Always be safe.

I scanned the park, goosebumps shivering up my arms when I spied the tall, stacked Adonis jogging, then walking through the park’s entrance. Tawny brown hair stuck to his forehead, then disappeared under a baseball cap. Wraparound RayBans covered eyes I felt caressing my every curve. Nipples tingled and hardened. I swallowed a lump of desire as my gaze ran over the lime green running shorts clinging to every inch of him. And I do mean every inch.

I wet my lips, ready to lick him like a key lime lollipop. He was a tasty morsel. Broad shoulders. A freaking six-pack of abs. Tapered waist leading into a mouth-watering ‘V’ and the surprise hidden behind those seer-sucker shorts. My mouth was definitely watering and, using my bug-eyed sunglasses as cover, I devoured the sight of him.

My panties dampened when I first saw him. Soaked through when he sat beside me on the bench. Our eyes locked. I flashed a polite smile before turning back to the playground, rubbing...