[piecenick]

During Mardi Gras a few years back, a friend of mine owned a small gallery just a half block off Bourbon St.. He didn't open during that time because people were partying, not buying art, but he gave me the keys in case my wife and I needed a potty break or place to rest.

We were about done in by late afternoon, so we decided to go take a rest. We went to the gallery, it was not a big space, but it was cool, clean and we could go to the bathroom. When we got there, the owner's brother and SIL were already there, we chatted with them for a bit and they headed out. In the gallery it was very noisy from the crowds, people were going by right out side the door, for some reason, my wife was in a horny mood, likely because she flashed her boobs for beads. It was very unusual feeling, like were were having sex in a bubble in the crowd. Through the blinds we could see and hear people, but they couldn't see us, at least that's what I told my wife.

She still says it was one of the sexiest things we have ever done.