Two lonely hearts confess their sensual secrets and find that they’re a perfect, pervy match.

“Watch out!”

The words made me jump, and I practically spilled my coffee. Luckily, I looked up just in time to see two muscled men carrying a wood plank — a plank I’d almost walked directly into. To the right of the workmen stood my savior, grinning at me. He was in his thirties, wearing a suit and a cobalt blue tie. “You were almost beheaded.”

Embarrassed, I said, “My mind was elsewhere. Thank you.”

“Your mind was on that… ” he motioned. My cheeks went hot and pink. I’d been staring at a couple kissing. They kissed at the same spot every day, a small park where I went to drink my coffee — and, yes, watch them... Read More