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Exaggerated Truths

The Memory Vs. Reality

December 13, 2020December 13, 2020Writing Melvi575 views

Dinner was over and yet we still had plenty of time before we needed to get back. The way the street lights were hitting your face as we drove past them mesmerized me. You held my hand as you drove and gently rubbed your thumb over my fingers. I couldn’t stop looking at you, those full lips, your dark eyes… My heart and body was filled with desire and the need to touch you overwhelmed me. I don’t think I could’ve even stopped myself if I wanted to. 

I leaned over the console and started kissing your neck, sliding my hands inside the opening of your button down shirt. I couldn’t see your face at the moment, but I knew you were smiling. I felt the car jerk to right and then steady itself. At moments like this when two bodies are being pulled together, safety is of little concern. No matter how I tried to tease your neck and ears with gentle kisses I knew that you were in complete control. My heart and our lives were in your hands.

The car came to a sudden stop and I looked up for just a moment. I noticed that we were at our park. I looked back at you and when our eyes met, we somehow made a silent agreement that the only option we had was to completely ravage one another.  

It was night and the large trees surrounding the car felt like the extra comfort and security we needed to be unseen. I started unbuttoning your shirt and your hands found their home on the curves of my body. Within seconds the seat was dropped down and your body was on mine. Everything was happening so quickly, I knew we shouldn’t have started this escapade in the car but the need for each other was greater then the risk. I needed to feel you and I could feel every muscle on your body needed me too. You cupped my face in your hand and looked at me while your body was gently resting on mine. 

“I love you,” was whispered out of those beautiful lips. 

The corners of my mouth gently rose and a breathy, “I love you too,” was thrown into the night. 

Nothing until that moment had ever felt so good. Your body and mine had never felt so right. In those moments I was completely yours and nothing in the world mattered. We were fools in love and completely out of control. 

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What Really Happened

Two youngsters had some time to kill before heading back home and they didn’t want to waste a second. It always felt like eternity until they could see each other again, and they meant for each minute to count. They were driving around, holding hands and throwing out ideas of what they could do to pass the time. In reality their minds were only filled with what they wanted to do to each other. Somehow, they found themselves at the park they frequented. It was the middle of the night and there wasn’t a soul in sight. 

They both knew exactly what was going to happen, but they chatted a little bit about nothing. He started fumbling with the dials on the radio and she hoped he couldn’t hear her heart beating out of her chest as he inched closer to her seat. He found a station that seemed to suit the mood and then rested his hand on her leg. The car was small and the space between them was closing in. 

He leaned in for a kiss and the electricity that shot through their bodies seemed to have hit the fast forward button. Their bodies quickly and awkwardly started fumbling around this tiny clown car. Trying to find places to rest limbs, situate hips and maneuver the stupid seat adjuster. Their heads knocked into each other and the slight embarrassment didn’t stop them from attempting to rip each others clothes off. 

No item of clothing was successfully taken off, there were shirts and bras dangling from limbs and pants that weren’t fully taken down. The car must’ve been rocking back and forth so much giving the illusion that their passengers were enjoying themselves. However, the reality of it all was much more comical. 

Just as a condom wrapper was being torn apart the entire car was enveloped by flashing red and blue lights. 

Their hearts nearly stopped as they both quickly jumped into action. Finding their way back into their seats, covering body parts and trying not to have a heart attack. It was obvious this officer had had several run ins with horny couples, as he gave these idiots plenty of time to get dressed before approaching the vehicle. 

With every passing minute she thought she was going to die. Was he even coming to the car? Her life was over, she’d never recover from this embarrassment, might as well just end it now. All these thoughts were running through her head as her accomplice was desperately trying to hold in his laughter. She was mortified. She loved him, but she wanted to strangle him at that very moment. 

The officer approached the vehicle with the largest flashlight ever issued to an officer in the state of New Jersey. The bright light bouncing from idiot one to idiot two with finesse and precision. 

“Listen, I know what was going on so no need to come up with a story. How old are you two?”

Both responded quickly. 

“Alright, well calm down and get home safely. I don’t want to see you guys parked hear or anywhere else for that matter again, okay?”

“Yes sir,” left their lips in unison.

The entire way home he couldn’t stop laughing as she slapped his arm, held back tears and hoped that one of Jersey’s finest potholes would swallow them whole. She vowed to never attempt to have sex in a vehicle for the rest of her life. Seriously, never again.

That vow was broken just three short years later. 

~ Melvi  

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