"I suppose we should finally get dressed," Karen said as she grabbed her dress from the bag and slipped it carefully over her head, trying to not rip a button off this time.
"Yup," Mark agreed, "I'm loving the view, but we don't want to get arrested because some prude that doesn't like skin calls the cops on us."
He put on his shorts and used his shirt as a towel, putting it on the passenger seat for his wife to sit on and climbed into the car, Karen following a moment later.
Mark started the car, waiting for it to warm up. After a couple of minutes, he said quietly "Well babe, that was one hell of a trip, wasn't it?"
"Ya, you could say that. I can't believe any of this really happened. And YOU, mister, you have some explaining to do, but not until we get home. I think we should have some quiet time on the drive to reflect."
"Something like that... But you know I'm not done with you yet, right? We still have some talking to do tonight. Maybe on the back porch after dark? Actually, since you still have that hot dress on, maybe we can play on the drive home."
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