“So what shall we do for kicks today?” Penny asked her boyfriend, Art.
“How about a road trip?” Art suggested.
“Cool! Where to?”
“We can get our kicks on Route 66,” Art answered.
“Maybe we should just stay here and kick back,” Penny said.
“Okay, fine,” said Art. “Whatcha got to drink?”
“I get no kicks from champagne,” Penny replied.
“Ain’t that a kick in the head!” said Art.
“But I get a kick out of you,” Penny purred, winking suggestively at Art.
“Now that’s a kick-ass thing to say,” Art beamed.
“I lied,” Penny admitted. “I want to kick the shit out of you.”
“Hey, kick me while I’m down, why don’t you?” Art joked.
Penny put her arms around Art’s neck and sensually whispered in his ear, “Kick me, Art.”
“Okay, Babe, but just for kicks,” Art said as he pressed his lips to hers.
This post is my contribution to Sandi’s Manic Monday challenge. Each week Sandi gives a song title and challenges us to write a post using the title of the song. This week’s song title is “Kicks,” released in 1966 by Paul Revere and the Raiders.