Weekend (46%): Leah "Hangs" out with Daniel

Leah recieved a text message from Daniel seeing if she wanted to binge watch some Netflix. Leah knew exactly what kind of "Netflix and Chill" Daniel really wanted. But...she decided to see what happened. One of her new favorite shows had just released. It wasn't long before Leah was over at Daniels--she didn't even need her phone's GPS to get to his place. And soon Daniel was pouring them both a stiff drink and getting some snacks together. He was a romantic sometimes.

Leah and Daniel sat comfortably on the couch, their attention fixed on the TV screen as they indulged in a marathon of a new hit TV show called "Absolute Gullibility Syndrome." They laughed at the outrageous and often time salacious scenes that would erupt following the unfortunate main characters. With each sip from their glasses, the clinking sound mingling with their laughter, they relished the familiarity of the moment.

Leah couldn't help but steal glances at Daniel, the man who had once held her heart. Time had treated him well, his handsome features still retaining their charm. As they reminisced about their shared past, their conversations danced between laughter and nostalgia, threading their way through the layers of their history.

"You remember that time we snuck out to the beach under the moonlight?" Daniel chuckled, a fondness reflected in his eyes.

Leah smiled, the memory resurfacing vividly in her mind. "How could I forget? It was so thrilling, feeling the sand between our toes and the ocean breeze on our skin. That was a fun spring break trip. Everyone else was already asleep in the BnB."

Daniel's gaze lingered on Leah, his voice laced with a hint of wistfulness. "It was wasn't it? It's funny how life takes unexpected turns."

Leah nodded, her fingers tracing the rim of her glass, their conversation now interwoven with unspoken emotions. The shared intimacy of their past still held a magnetic pull, an undercurrent of desire that had yet to fully dissipate.

As they continued to watch the show, their bodies leaning closer, Leah found herself engulfed in conflicting emotions. The familiarity between them fueled a yearning for what once was, even as the reality of her current engagement tugged at her heart.

"Do you ever wonder what would have happened if things had turned out differently?" Daniel's voice broke the silence, his eyes searching Leah's face.

Leah took a deep breath, her gaze meeting his. "Sometimes, yes. But life has a way of leading us down different paths. We both found happiness in our own ways."

Their words hung in the air, the unspoken understanding of what could never be echoing in the silence. They shared a history that had shaped them, but the timing and circumstances had woven them into separate lives. Daniel moved closer to her then--kissed her. She kissed him back. She nearly spilt her drink putting it on the coffee table before she found herself under Daniel. Their lips drinking each other in. Her face flush. Was it **** or passion? Perhaps both.

They were soon stripping each other of the clothes in a passionate whirlwind on the couch. Daniel was soon inside her thrusting gently and lovingly as he kissed her. His hands touched her erogenous zones that he knew she liked. She cooed as she felt him please her. Their skin on skin contact driving her wild.

She moved a hand down and pleasured herself as he thrust harder, using the couch to brace his feet--giving him extra strength. She wasn't sure if they had been at it for a just a few minutes or a half hour as time slipped into a frenzy of passionate love making. When she climaxed he found himself ready to join her in a dime store novel embrace that could have put Fabio to shame.

They stayed wrapped in each other's arms as the breathed heavily from the mutual satisfaction, and in part to the limited space of the couch.

They spoke sweet nothings into each other's ear as they held each other tight.

"Want to go for round two?" Daniel asked with a smile and a slow sensual kiss.

"Already ready for another go?" Leah asked knowing full well his refractory period was one of a teenage year old boy, despite his thirty something years of age.