Love in the dark in the park.
We had only been married a few months. Although it was a second marriage for each of us, and even though we were in our 40’s, the flames of passion still burned hot! She had a teen aged daughter at home and I had a teen aged son, so sometimes we had to “get away” when the “fire” started burning too hot. After all, we WERE newlyweds!

The city we lived in was having its big yearly summer festival, and we attended one of the events. We were having fun, but like I said, we were newlyweds. She was dressed modestly, shorts and a blouse, but my “x-ray vision” could see right through her outfit. She must have had some of the same thoughts as we held hands, cuddled closed and managed to sneak in a kiss here and there. We were totally distracted now and totally lost interest in the festival activities. I whispered in her ear, making a few suggestions of things we might do if we left, and she was ready to go.

It was late enough to be dark, but early enough that our kids would still be up. We had a very small house, so going home didn’t seem like the best idea. It would be a bit obvious if we headed back to our room and closed the door. Sometimes when the “mood” hit us, we drove out to a remote park, and since the seats of our car reclined fully back…well…you get the idea. That worked for us pretty well.
But this was a beautiful summer night, warm, big bright moon, the stars were all just “right there” like you could reach out and touch them, we didn’t want to be cooped up in a car.