Naked in the Sun

I pointed Daniel in the direction of a bench, then went and ordered our food. We ate in silence for a while. I watched Daniel; I had irrationally assumed that when he lost his sight, somehow his face would become blank, but his features were as expressive as ever. He ran his hand along the bench to take in the texture, giggled at a joke in the distance I could barely hear. Despite the finality of the doctor’s words, he seemed more at peace than he’d been in months.

“Will you describe the park for me?”

“The sprinklers are spraying all the flower beds, which is ridiculous for this time of day; it should really be done in the morning or the evening. The peonies are in full bloom, pink and white. The grass has just been mowed. Can you smell it?”

“Yes, yes, I can. How many people are walking around?”

“Not too many. Mostly people hurrying back from their lunch breaks, a few students hanging around. It’s not particularly crowded.”

Daniel started tracing his hand up and down the inside of my thigh. Before I had time to ask what he was doing, my cock was fluttering, pressing uncomfortably against my fly.

“Andy, I’m horny.”

At first, I was more surprised than aroused. As Daniel’s vision waned, so did his sex drive. I was exhilarated to see part of his old self. But rather than seize the moment, I checked my watch. It was 1:20.

“I’m sorry. I wish we could go fool around, but I have to be on a conference call in forty minutes. I don’t have time to drive all the way home and have sex before I need to be back at the office, especially if you want to spend the afternoon at your sister’s place.”

Daniel turned toward me and grinned. “Then I guess you’ll have to fuck me here.”