Last fall, I had taken a morning off for an appointment. Before returning to work, I called my husband and suggested we meet for lunch. It was one of those amazing warm fall days, so he suggested we meet at the Santa Cruz boardwalk. When I met him at the front gate, he had purchased two tickets to ride the Ferris wheel. We walked through the empty park, it was too early for the last tourist of the season to have rolled out of bed and the locals were all at work or in school.
As we got on the Ferris wheel, the operator gave me a shy smile and clicked the safety bar into place. My husband slid close to me and draped his arm over my shoulder. We relaxed as the chair lifted us up in to the sky. I could see all the way down the empty beach and out the full length of the pier. We came back down to the ground I admired the bright lights and music of the park. Around, and up we went again. My husband slipped his fingers under my blouse caressing my breast and gently squeezing my nipple. He slid his other hand up my thigh under my short skirt. Just as I was about to rebuff him, the chair stopped. As he began fingering my clit, he confessed he had paid the operator twenty dollars to stop us at the top so he could 'propose to his girl.'
He pulled my panties down to my knees and gently fingered me, rubbing the folds of my pussy spreading my wet juices over my waiting opening. I quickly started to getting turned on sitting over the city with the sun warming my wet pussy. I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my breasts out of my thin lacey bra. My nipples were hard with excitement. He couldn't believe how turned on I was, we'd never had sex out in a public place before, but I couldn't help spreading my legs more open to give him full access to me. He leaned over me and kissed me deeply, passionately on the mouth. I licked at his lips, his tongue as if they were his hard dick. I wanted to swallow him right there. He reached over and grabbed my breast hard making me gasp. He dug his two of his fingers deeper into my pussy while caressing my clit with his heel of his hand. That was it. I could no longer hold back, I came all over his fingers as the Ferris wheel chair slowly swayed over the heads of the people below trying to find their own thrill ride.
We sat for a few minutes, giggling, basking in the afterglow. Slowly the Ferris wheel began to move; his twenty dollars was up. Quickly I pulled my clothes together. As we got off the ride, I had the biggest smile. The operator turned to my husband and said 'Looks like she said yes.'