Lois' POV

I had just got a coffee from a Juice Bar on the corner. Rather coincidently it was the same one Natalie worked at with her best friend Helen

I sat on a bench and took a sip as my eyes filled with tears. I was a total idiot, a complete and utterly fool

My mind flashed to the last time, Jenny had done something affectionate towards me. She had taken out my hair and gently played with it as I cooked the tea.

Tears had run down my cheeks as she gently moved my fingers through the loose fronds, just as they were doing now.

I bowed my head and they continued falling from my eyes, soaking into my grey skirt and spattering my knee boots

Throughout my flight, I had been angry towards Billie. If only the silly fool had just come out with her secret from the beginning, before me and Jenny had gotten serious all of this could have been avoided

But now a couple of days later, sitting on this bench, tears now streaming down my face, I had a different view

My wife was a truly amazing person, someone anybody would be lucky to fall in love with. And I had been that lucky person. Billie had recognised it before we had

And so she had endured a deep and long lasting pain, to ensure the both of us would be happy.

And I had screwed it up.

There was still time to fix it though. If nothing else so I could celebrate Christmas with my wife, the one thing we had talked about loads since the beginning of the year

Wiping the last remaining tears that were running down my cheeks. I got up and walked back to Natalie and Emma's house. I had a bag to pack

William's POV:

As we enter our room Anna asks about our plans for tomorrow: "What did you have in mind for tomorrow?" We start getting naked, about to put on our pajamas, when she adds in a sultry tone: "Its a bit warmer here than I anticipated so I think I'm just going to forgo clothes for the night." We throw our clothes on the floor and get in bed naked. I taste the waters to see if she's not too tired to go another round.
 

Robyn's POV

I hung up the phone after three hours, tears streaming down my face. Caitlin had looked beautiful tonight in her blood red top (very appropriate for Halloween) and dark blue jeans over her boots

We had started the night just talking for thirty minutes, updating each other on our respective lives since we last wrote to each other, then synced up the film and watched it together, mostly silently but occasionally chipping in a comment or two

After the film ended we talked for another hour until I could hear Caitlin valiantly holding back her tiredness. It was then I realised that for her it was 1am on the 1st of November

I wiped my streaming tears away and ordered myself a pizza, as I needed comfort food. I decided to check in with my two best friends while I waited and sent them both a text each. They were both heading back to the primary school to drop their young charges off and then they would be heading back to the house

I told them I would be having pizza for my tea, and retiring to bed early. I signed off by wishing them a safe journey home

Right on cue my pizza had arrived, I quickly looked at my face in the mirror, it wasn't too tear stained thank goodness. The pizza delivery guy did look happy when he saw my outfit, but I quickly paid him and closed the door

I feel Jarrod's thigh going hard as soon as my calf began to  brush against his. I notice he then begins to look down at my thigh as it jiggles in his hand so I also look down only to notice another tent already formed in his pants. I say nothing as he takes a deep breath. I know if I was to give in to our desires we'd almost certainly be late for work. I see him trying to ignore his tent as he takes a bite of his breakfast, but almost instantly I feel his left hand being dropped on my right thigh with a familiar slapping sound. I notice out the corner of my eye a slight wet patch forming on his pants. I try to distract him by asking him about his work preparations for the holiday season as I take a bite of my food.

Camilla tries to distract me asking me about the Christmas preparations at school as she continues to eat. I give her thigh one last loving squeeze then we finish eating our breakfast. We go to work, arrive just in time, barely a minute early, and our day goes on rather busy, still Camilla teases me a couple of times showing off her sculpted legs.