Well, it could be in a local
bucks, or in a pool hall. I love playing pool, and I'd imagine her, him and me getting our groove awn on a blue--my man's fave color--felt pool table.
It could be a beach, and we'd go to a secluded spot ther and do things that's frighten sharks.
Or a night gathering, at a BBQ. I'm in a gauzy dress, shwoing off my curves, and you're not intimidate by someone who strength trains. I'm buzzed from the two drink maximum I've already met, and pretty loose at this point. Therefore, you've found a way into me without too much pretense--where to go, how to get there, stuff like this. We go, and well ... screw til we float home. Um, I'd beter stop now ... huby's not home yet, but the things I'll do to him ... ooooh ...
Feel free to imagine this, if you'd like ...