10 things I want to do before I die

4 "Have Sex In A Public Place"

The next day FP and I returned to Riverdale and took care of our lives. We called each other from time to time, but we didn't have time to meet because I worked in a school newspaper, and he worked at Pop.

One day I couldn't stand the fact that we can't reconcile our shifts and I decided to go to Pop.

When the lessons were over and I finished my work, I got to the car and drove off immediately. Pop's parking was empty, which made me very happy. I was hoping that FP wouldn't have many clients and that he would be able to talk to me for a while. In the car mirror, I adjusted my lips with a burgundy lipstick and sprayed myself with perfumes. I left the car and before I reached Pop's I had unfastened two buttons of my pink shirt.

I went inside confidently and smiled when I noticed FP who wiped one of the tables.

"Hello, handsome," I said and threw my curls at my back.

"Alice" FP turned to me and smiled slightly. "What are you doing here?" he asked and threw a rag on the table.

He came to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"I came to visit you," I embraced him in the waist and looked into his eyes. "And maybe I can check the fourth point on my list" I shrugged and moved away from him.

"What is this point?" he asked FP when I smiled at him coquettishly.

I walked towards the counter, shaking my hips sexily. I wanted to provoke him. I wanted to tease him so he would lose his temper and pounced himself on me. I leaned my back against the counter and called him to me with my index finger.

"It got hot here, right?" I purred and when he came closer, I put my hands on his neck.

"Tell me this point" FP pressed me to the counter and bent to kiss my neck. I sighed quietly, but then chuckled. "Tell me this point," he murmured in my ear.

"Have sex in a public place," I said quietly and looked into his eyes.

"Here? On the countertop?" he asked  when my hands went to his jeans.

"Here, I want to do it here," I nodded and chuckled.

"You're lucky that we're here alone, no chef, no waitress, no Pop" FP seated me on the counter, grabbing my thighs. I laughed softly as he began rolling my skirt.

"You look sexy in this Nortshide clothes, but you'd look even better without them," he laughed at my ear and started kissing my neck.

"I hate these clothes," I whispered and began to unbutton the belt from his jeans.

"So let's get rid of them and buy new ones. More Southside clothes" FP's hands went to my buttocks and squeezed them tightly.

"I'll definitely do it," I whispered when I dealt with his jeans. I pushed them down and did the same with boxers. FP grabbed my thighs and pulled me towards him, so that our bodies brushed against each other. I moaned quietly and smiled gently.

I put my fingers in his hair and kissed him passionately when our bodies joined together, starting a passionate dance together.

I've never thought that I would have sex on the counter in the restaurant. I've never thought I would dare to had sex in a public place.

"Oh, yes," I murmured and laid down on the counter. FP leaned over me and put his hands on my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist when our movements became faster. We both lost ourselves in passion and pleasure, which has been growing in us for a long time. We finally gave free rein to our emotions and the greatest desires.

"Fuck" I whispered when I was close to reach orgasm. I let FP dominate over me. I let him set a rhythm and let him take control of my body.

When we came together, we didn't think about the consequences of our behavior. We were satisfied, sweaty and breathless.

"We definitely should do it more often," FP kissed me on the forehead.

I laughed and embraced the hair on my face. I was lazy and satisfied.

"It was wonderful," I murmured and sat on the counter.

"And now we have to dress because the students will come here soon," FP said and I nodded.

After a few minutes, FP dressed, and I improved my make-up and hairstyle. I was ready to leave.

"I don't want to leave you," I said quietly and kissed him quickly on the lips.

"Can I visit you after work today?" he asked, and I nodded.

"Do you want to enter the door, or do you prefer less traditionally way?" I chuckled when he embraced me on the waist.

"I prefer your window. Like old times," he smiled, and I nodded.

"I will leave my window open then"

I kissed him on the cheek and stepped away from him when Sweet Pea and Toni came into the bar.

"Did we disturb something?" Toni asked as they sat down at the table.

"No, I'm leaving now" I replied, slightly embarrassed. "I came to order something for the takeaway," I added, and Sweet Pea laughed.

"Judging by the lipstick marks on FP's neck, you ate here." I opened my eyes wide and FP approached the boy.

"You allow yourself too much!" he growled, and I sighed quietly.

"FP, stop it" I asked quietly.

I didn't feel the need to hide myself from the fact that I and FP are close to each other and spend a lot of time together.

"FP, relax. It's just joke," Toni said and grabbed the menu.

"Not funny joke," he sighed and came to me.

I looked at him searchingly and I grabbed his hand. I pulled him towards the exit so that I could exchange a few words with him.

"Why are you so upset?" I asked "You are an adult divorced man, FP. You can do what you want," I said calmly and looked into his eyes. He was uptight and upset that someone else could see us together. I didn't like it.

"Alice..."

"Unless ..." I started and my voice broke down. I moved away from him and closed my eyes for a moment to chase away the tears.

"Unless what, Alice?" he asked louder and grabbed my shoulders.

"You don't take it seriously," I said and pointed a hand between us.

FP didn't want anyone to know that we're meeting. He didn't want anyone to know that he was helping me. And for me, he was the only person I could trust. How could I be so stupid?

"Alice, what don't I take seriously?" he asked through his throat.

"Us" I whispered softly, fighting with tears.

"Alice, I thought you wanted me to help you cope with your diagnosis. We didn't mention that it would be a relationship, Alice. I just had to help you," these words hurt me I took a deep breath and stepped away from him. "Alice, that wasn't what I meant," he shook his head and came to me to grab my shoulders. "It's not like I don't care about you, I just didn't know if you want people to find out about us" he was desperate. He held my arms tight and didn't want to let go. I tried to move away from him.

"I didn't think I could be so wrong." I pushed him away from me. "Don't touch me," I asked. I felt hopeless. I got sick of the excess of stress and emotions that have accumulated in my stomach.

"I am begging you, Alice, don't give it up so quickly," he whispered and took my face in his hands.

"You have my lipstick on your neck. Better wash it off because somebody finds out you're having an affair with Alice Cooper," I whispered sadly and I grabbed his wrists. I pushed his hands away from my face and looked into his eyes. "Your help is over now" I left Pop and quickly ran to the car.

I was crying while I was opening the door. I was sad and angry with myself for making me hope that a relationship with FP can survive. I got out of the car and drove away with a screech of tires.