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Publicly Private

I met The Surge at the airport once, clothed only in a long overcoat and knee-high black leather boots. As he exited the gate area I pulled him into a corner, flashed him and then dragged him back to my truck for some hot airport parking lot action. It was delicious. Not only the sex but wearing an overcoat with NOTHING underneath.

The airport was a 45 minute drive from my house and I felt ridiculously scandalous passing righteous Mormon families jammed into their minivans. Do you know I'm naked I'd grin devilishly at the uncorrupted ten year old staring at me from the backseat of the station wagon in front of me. No clothes here! I'd giggle at the harried mom, driving next to me with a carload of groceries. WOOHOOO! I'm naked! I'd think at unknowing business men shouting into cell phone ear attachments as I sped past them on the freeway.

Walking through the airport was even better. My stiletto boot heels clicked against the tiled floor, accompaniment to the bass of my rapidly beating heart. It was a cold October day so my overcoat was not conspicuous. I blended in with the rest of the bundled up crowd excitedly waiting for loved ones to deplane.

Another time we hiked to the top of a mountain in Emigration canyon which is about five miles outside of the Salt Lake Valley. Exhilarated by a cocktail of adrenaline, lust and crisp mountain air we disappeared into a clump of trees and went for it. Suffice it to say I was shaken, not stirred and aside from a few scratches on my knees, it was fantastic.

I've given the requisite you're-driving-the-car-so-I'm-going-to-give-you-a-blow- job job. This morning I was pondering the time The Surge nearly drove our moving van off the road en route to The Big Apple as a result of one of those. It felt illicit what with Maxer not two feet away throwing off sorrowful puppy dog eyes. As if we were corrupting his innocent dog brain and putting his young life at risk with our debaucherous truck behavior.

The aforementioned activities got me to thinking. It's a lot harder to pull off illicit sex here in the big city. I don't own a vehicle so a truck blow job is simply out of the question. Somehow, I don't think subway suckage would go over very well, Tom Cruise in Risky Business or no. I can always go for it in a taxi but that route seems a bit cliche. I suppose once it gets colder I can wrap my naked self in an overcoat and meet The Surge for coffee. Yes, that's good but we'd have to return home for the actual sex bit. I'm thinking more along the lines of public sex. A dressing room, maybe? We've been exploring the city since he got back from his latest tour and I'm determined to do it. Publicly private sex. I've just got to figure out when and where.

Reader Comments (28)

"Subway suckage?" oh NO she didn't!!!
2 words - Shea Stadium....although, it may be hard this year since the Mets don't "suck".
Just trying to help...clearly you are a deprived (and depraved young lady!)
By the way, it's snowing here. I could loan you guys a sled if you wanted to do it on a mou - ain!!
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterAllie
My two cents? Go for the bar bathroom. It's quick and dirty.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterGemma
I've always wanted to do the naked underneath an overcoat thing then screw the hell out of my man. The knee high boots are an awesome touch. Honestly, I dont' know anywhere in the city where you can have a public private moment, but I definitely wish you all the best in finding one.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterLiz
I knew a girl who took her man mobile home shopping and they went at it in the bedroom of a mobile home on the lot... then she went to Ikea with him and wanted a quickie in one of the floor model wardrobes. He didn't go for it though.

Good luck!
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterphx
The cab thing... done it... pretty fun, but expect to give a big tip for any "mess" you might leave behind.

My advice would be a rooftop of someone's brownstone... you're outdoors and maybe the neighbors can see, but who can tell... etc.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterAB
hot tub. neighbors watching. unadulterated rock. and. roll.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterghost
A cheap and under-attended broadway musical?
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterereiberg

did I just link myself? Yes. If AB is who I think it is, she is the inspiration for #8
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterSicksadworld
Stairwell of an office building or hotel.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterKaren
First date with my guy was mid-summer in Sydney. There was a big jazz concert in the park where we got as frisky as you can on a picnic blanket in the midst of 20,000 people. After that, we were walking through the deserted streets trying to find something to eat, when he dragged me behind one of the huge columns framing the foyer to a was an investment bank so there was no one around at 11pm on a Saturday night....and the columns were more than wide enough to shadow us from other people walking by.First date, first sex, behind a column...didn't seem to put him off though!

New york must have masses of columned entrances to duck behind, no?

My other fave outdoor moment...on a beach in Thailand, in 4 feet of water, not 50 metres from other holiday makers. That holiday is a whole other inappropriate outdoor 'experience' after another....after another.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered Commentersfh
The el train is Chicago. We walked on really late at night, and the car was empty absolutely empty. Hmmmm.
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterje
I second the nomination for the dressing room! Is perfectly publicly private!
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMichelle
my favorite NYC public fuck was in one of those horse drawn carriages through central park. Mid Winter she wore a long skirt and sat "in front" of me hiking it up over my suit pants using the carriage blanket for extra coverage and as the horse galloped she rode my cock to complete delerium, exhaustion, and once of the best fucks, public or private, I have ever had
September 21, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterNYC_Guy
WOW NYC_GUY that was a surprisingly illicit post - good for you...what else is there to say...
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterRichelle
Hey Girl
Good for you !!!!!!

I really did not think you had that in you.

But try this Moving car with your friends Driving. They will Know what you are doing but won`t say anything... Untill later

Sailor Mike
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterSailor Mike
wow! gamely:o)
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterana
The first time I got fingered, Darling Harbour, Sydney Australia! We were sitting on some large steps making out, and well one thing led to another! People were walking by! I had no idea what that feeling was, the euphoria that is fingering! LOL
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterJen
my sister once set out to meet her man at the airport in similar (non) attire. unfortunately her car broke down along the way. she had to be taken home by the tow truck fella, feeling very very vulnerable and clutching her coat very very tightly. plan officially foiled. but great story.
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered Commentergina
Outdoors, yes. In the car, maybe. In an airport area? Um .. No. Thats kinda sleezy. Black boots? They scream hooker.I once ditched a chick for wearing those on our second date. Were were at the Ivory on Ocean. Everyone thought I was paying for her - and not just the bill. How dare she where those.
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMichael
Michael, that's the idea. Scandalous, fantasy, and however you want to play it. Besides, I happen to know they were married at the time. Fun with the husband?? Wife? Ever heard of that? Even if they weren't married. You sound a little up tight to me. Loosen up bro. That date you had? The girl with the boots? She was probably relieved it was the ONLY date.
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterJoyce
I personally love my 'fuck me boots' and I am here to tell you Michael that they aren't trashy at all but rather beautiful and sexy...maybe the woman you dated had bad taste in boots that made her look trashy....

Give the boots another try - they deserve it!
September 22, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterRichelle
Subway suckage... ha ha.
"Tour"? Are we talking Military? I've brought out the freak in my own hubby over R&R recently. You know... after reading the headline of your blog... I don't know what I expected, but "naked under the overcoat" was not it. Definitely a good "upper" for a lonesome Army Wife staring at pictures of her handsome hubby that is 7,364 (about) miles away.
September 23, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterVanessa
Alright Joyce I understand. It’s just not my thing. I just don’t like the way it looks. Is that ok with you?

They are the tall black (vinyl) boots that stop just below the knee right? Right. Those are a longtime favorite for hookers and strippers. I guess I’m not a follower. And I'm just not your typical guy. I don’t even respect strippers, and I don’t go to strip clubs. I don’t get turned on fantasizing that my wife is a hooker. I know plenty of other guys that think its kinda sleezy. If you want to call me names then whatever.

And I’m the one that paid for all the dates. It was our 3rd date. This is a high class restaurant. $100 plate minimum. She shows up wearing a short black skirt with those boots. She looked like a escort hooker. I paid $400 so other people (including the blonde from CSI) could point and smirk and (presumably) say I was paying for her.
September 23, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMichael
It was embarrassing ...
September 23, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterMichael
Just checked out Sicksad's Top Ten list linked above. Mark me down for #7 (the conference table), and while you're at it, mark some extra points for the marks that we left on the plate glass window that my companion that night said she noticed the next day during a meeting!

I'd almost forgotten. Oh, there lies a tale...
September 27, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterWry Bri
Wry Bri! So scandalous...
September 28, 2006 | Registered CommenterMonica
baaaaaby,,,,,, the more public the better... and boots... man i love them theres nothing more empowering looking that a woman wears. damn they're sexy. my girl wears them a lot. we do it in public quite a lot the park is great the closer to the public the better and taxis are sooooooooo cool
love watching the driver watch lol had a trip to London once and that was another story... later peeps
October 3, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterkeith
Bring on the boots! The women look stunning in the "nice" ones, not the hooker variety. My personal favorite is the black zipper kind with a chunky heel. Pair those with black stockings and a nice skirt and you can't beat that!
October 9, 2006 | Unregistered CommenterDave

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