As soon as I reach the point, moaning loudly it seems that sends him over the edge and he looses control, filling me up while looking deep into my eyes. I then feel him brush his left thumb across my right cheek wiping the sweat away.

"After all that exercise I sure could use a shower. What do you say?" I ask slowly still coming down.

He confesses that he is pretty tired after all our fun and wouldn't be able to resist me if we were to wash each other.

"If you're too tired we could save the shower for tomorrow before we go back to my place (to unpack your things) and just rest in each other's arms now." I say slowly trying to help with his dilemma.

He explained that he'd love to shower with me, but didn't know if he could control himself and thought my tired muscles might not be up for it.

"How about we save the shower for tomorrow morning then. I mean who doesn't love morning fun." I say as I lovingly intertwine my fingers with his as I place my head on his shoulder before letting out a low yawn.

The last thing I remember is  feeling his hand making my thigh jiggle unrestrained as we both drifted off to sleep. I wake up the next morning to the smell of freshly brewing coffee. I look at my watch and realize it is getting a bit later. I stretch, give one last yawn and decide to get up.

I walk into the kitchen, come behind him and wrap my arms around his waist while he finishes making coffee.

He spins me around facing him, pulling me close against his body, giving me a deep kiss as my quads bump and jiggle against his. We quickly sit and have our coffee along with a nice breakfast overshadowed by our impending duties.

After breakfast we finish last min packing (seeing as how most of it was done yesterday). He takes one last look around as I pack the car up. I see him place his keys next to the table next to the door "I guess I won't be needing these any more." With a heavy sigh.

I take his hand in mine as we walk to his car. As soon as we are both seated I turn to look at him noticing tears slowly filling his eyes. I could only imagine how hard this was on him. (I mean I left my husband, as he left his wife...but...I wasn't leaving my home behind as well).