When I turned around, she was naked and was pulling at my clothes. We made love on the floor of the bathroom with nothing but a towel to shield my bac... from the tile floor. We jumped in quickly and rinsed off. I cut off the shower and waited a few minutes. I turned it on and we got in to truly wash each other lovingly.I said, “I look forward to being able to shower with you every day. It is delightful”She said, “Lover, let’s get out and get dressed. I’ll meet you in the den.” I knew that meant. Lilly couldn’t breathe. His hand slid under her panties and touched her pussy. “God, you are so wet.” His breath was hot against her ear. She grabbed his hand meaning to pull it away but she only pressed it closer to her hot pussy. She moaned softly. The music in the restaurant drowned it out. “Michael, please. We are in public.” He continued his assault on her senses and slowly, very slowly, pushed his long slender index finger into her warm wetness. She had to stop herself from bucking. I settled into an even rhythm on the pedals as I felt the cool autumn pre-dawn air wash over me. The streetlights still shone under a light pale sky. Luckily the ride was pretty level, with only a small hill at the end near the campus. It was a pretty good warm-up and I usually got to the pool with enough time to change into my speedo, rinse off and be poolside for the five-thirty start.During the ride I replayed the events from the previous night in my head. In the end I think I'd only had. Before they walked out the door, Cutie pulled Will over to the coaches one more time. "Thank you, both. This was an important lesson, for both of us." She looked at Will, who nodded in agreement. "If you get to Bob with this lesson, bring in Pinkie, too. I think they have started to build a relationship."The looks of concern in the coaches' faces stopped Cutie, just for a few seconds. "Not a rebound relationship. Bob needed help -- he was really upset when Janelle died -- and Pinkie was trying.