We’re being watched

I come to a stop at a traffic light, reach over with one arm and pull her head towards mine.

We kiss, deeply, devouring each other, releasing some of the tension that had been building for the last hour.  Who cares about the light, if it turns green and I don’t notice, someone will let us know [drivers here aren't called 'Massholes' for nothing, you know...]

What’s that I hear?  I sounds like people cheering like they’re at a ball game.

I break away from her, open my eyes, and notice the SUV in the next lane over.  Their windows are down and they’re all watching us.  Do they think they’re being obnoxious by cheering or that we would be embarrassed?  Hell no!

She turns, faces them, and blows them a big, theatrical kiss and they smile and laugh.

The light turns green and we head off to our next destination of the night.

“I wonder if they realize that our spouses are in the car in front of us?” I ask

We have a good laugh at that and continue our date…

Have a great weekend!