My spouse is a very structured individual and so sometimes as we are walking in the park or doing something, I begin to daydream or fantasize about the area and if he were to be a little more adventurous, what we would be doing.
One day as we were walking in the park in the evening.  We like the evening walks because there’s nobody in the park, no noise and nobody to bother you.  Walking hand in hand, it was so peaceful and romantic.  It began to rain but just some sprinkles.  Because it was such a hot summer day, the rain felt great against my skin.
I was wearing a white linen skirt and tank top.  When its warm that way, I don’t wear any undergarments.  My husband was wearing cotton shorts and a t-shirt.  We were enjoying the light rain and continued to walk deeper into the park.  We crossed a little bridge to the other side of the park where it was a little more secluded.  The rain began to come down a little harder.  As the rain came down, I realized it had made my skin transparent under my clothing.  My spouse or anyone could see everything.  This made me very excited and by looking at my spouse so was he.
The rain began coming down a little harder but it didn’t seem to bother me or my husband and we continued to walk.  We saw bench in the middle of nowhere and my husband led me to it.  He sat down and sat me on his lap and began to kiss me full on the lips.  The excitement was too much.  The passion was too much.  We both knew we’ve reached a point of no return.
Our hands fumbled under our clothes.  Our mouths open and hungry for each other as we kissed.  Not knowing who was watching and really not caring, we continued our hot lovemaking right there on that bench.  I wrapped my legs around his waist and I could feel his body heat against mine.  Lost in our passion, not sure how much time had passed. 
Then I was awaken by my husband asking “Honey, its beginning to rain.  Do you think the ice cream stand is still open?  Do you want an Italian ice?”  Startled and a little embarrassed because I thought for sure the passion was written all over my face, I responded “An Italian Ice would be great about now”.  Then we headed toward the ice cream stand.