Another threat

“To the garden!” Said Mary, as she dragged Steven with her. The two sprinted towards the backdoor, Steven almost slipping over the wet floor. Two security guards entered the pool, one of them catching a glimpse of one of the couple’s heels.

“Hmm…”

Mary and Steven entered the garden. The two sprinted past the flower beds, when they saw several tables with hotel guests lounging around. They turned around, hoping to find another route, when they saw the guards coming from the backdoor.

“Crap! What do we do?!” Mary started breathing heavily, her turning to the guards, than to the guests. Somewhat panicking himself, Steven practically tackled Mary into the bushes. “Steven, what the fu-“ was all she could say, before he covered her mouth.

“Be quiet.” Whispered Steven, looking up to check for guards. “Those guards haven’t seen us yet. We should wait them out, and then we plan our next move.”

As he said that, the two guards walked passed them. “You sure you saw them go this way?”

“Fairly certain.” He responded. “They couldn’t have gotten far. Maybe they are in the hedge maze.”

The first guard nodded, and walked off into the maze. The second guard walked away, his head hung low. “God, I’m getting too old to catch a couple of streakers.”

Steven whispered as he removed his hand from Mary’s mouth. “That was way too close.”

“Steven, you’ve bee-“

“Hold that thought!” Said Steven, as he covered her mouth yet again. The two heard people coming towards them.

“Ya heard that guy?” Said a lanky twenty year old. “There are a couple o’ streakers around!”

“Awesome. Ya never hear somethin’ like that from our boring old town.”

“Dunno ‘bout you, but I’m gonna find and film ‘em. It’ll be the best vacation vid ever. One I’ll gladly share online.”

“Oh, I’m with ya. Good hunting, Mike!”

As the two guys left, Steven spoke up again. “Well, great. Like we hadn’t had enough problems! But what did you want to say, Mary?”

As he removed his hand, Mary flatly replied. “Steven, you’ve been cupping a feel for the last two minutes.“

As he looked down, he finally noticed that he had been squeezing one of Mary’s breasts. “Oh God. I swear, I didn’t mean to…”