Now, they'd all be different. Now, Nina would hold her hand beneath the table, squeeze her knee, maybe lean over to kiss her. Now, they'd walk into th... diner as lovers, not just best friends. A couple.Now, all those memories would be placed carefully in the "Before we made love" folder.Things were good, then. Samantha had looked back over those memories and marked many of them as "Perfect."Now, things would be even better.Better than perfect."Pancakes," agreed Samantha, and pressed her lips to. The gym was kind of creepy with all the lights off. I've always been a little afraid of the dark so I was sure to hit the light switch of each room I entered. Slowly and silently I moved from floor to floor, all without any sign of my husband. After peeking into the women's only area I moved downstairs towards the showers and changing rooms.Standing in the hall between the men's and women's showers, I listened long and hard. At first I thought my ears were playing tricks on me, but I was almost. I sat up and pushed you down on your back, undoing your pants for you this time. I ran a hand over you and felt you writhe under me with another groan. My lips twitched and I started pulling down your pants. But it was a struggle, I was so impatient, my movements all sharp and jerky, so you had to help. Our clothes added to the mess that was already on the floor, and we weren’t even done yet. Before I knew it I was on my back again, your lips locked to mine with your hand between my legs. Your. Jessie being around helped-she helped with some of the household chores, and with Betsy. She was working first shift, 7 to 3, so they still had Betsy in day care when they needed to for class, but Jess helped them out at other times.One thing she'd do is go to their weekend practices with them. She'd bring a book, and keep one eye on her reading material and the other on Betsy. Betsy was good, for a two-year-old, so this was pretty easy for Jess.The folks around the rink got to know her. "Hey,.