While out walking Alex the Wonderdog this Sunday lunchtime, we happened to spy a couple on the green area opposite our house “getting it on”. It wasn’t exactly the weather for it, but these people (not sure if they were man & woman, woman & woman or man & man) were dressed conservatively and wearing hoods. But despite this fact, there was plenty of dry-humping going on. We diverted our gaze and continued with our walk, but as our projected route arced round back to the house, The Missus was sure that she saw one of the couple giving the other a blow-job. All this on a Sunday afternoon – normally I have to trawl the Internet for a cheap thrill, but now it is happening just a stone’s throw from the house. It’s not the first time this has happened. Because we live in a fairly secluded area, couples having illicit affairs have used our road as a spot to “get it on”. This has happened during the day time (middle-aged couples copping a feel on a Friday lunchtime, out of sight of their work colleagues) to the youngsters steaming up their Vauxhall Nova’s windows at 11pm at night. We’ve seen it all and the remains of their spent passion the next morning. Ho hum…get a hotel room, fer Christ’s sake.
As for this lunchtime, at least it gave all the other dog-walkers something to look at..

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