Each time I shave my legs, my eyes run over a scar just below my right knee.
It’s white. Around the size of a five-cent coin. And instantly transports me to 2020.
Rob. The back of his car. And about the best f**king sex of my life.
It’s been almost two years since that point of public passion, but neither the carpet burn nor erotic memory have faded.
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Why?
Because getting naughty where you shouldn’t is one of the most risque turn-ons there is. From the thrill of getting kinky outside the bedroom to the risk of getting caught, doing it in public makes for some next level, adrenaline fuelled intercourse.
And maybe, just maybe, I’m a repeat offender.
From the moment we learn about sex, we’d conditioned to keep our private lives private, intimacy intimate and coitus confidential. Doors locked, lights out, under covers, eyes closed.
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