A path of clothes led from the door to the couch.

She sat, legs spread wide, her wet cunt open. His hard cock filled the void. Their bodies merged, thrust meeting thrust, mouths locked together, tongues exploring.

Fifteen minutes earlier she watched him enter the pub. Two minutes passed before she caught his eye. As he neared she said the only words that had passed between them. "Take me home and fuck me!"

The five minute walk took three. Now the aroma of their sex filled the room. Electricity was all around. They longed for release.

One word descibed their desperate need.

Urgency!