After arriving at the movie theater, me and Jessica went inside to buy tickets for the show we had decided on. We had about thirty minutes until we could enter the theater, so we sat down at a table they had set up around the food court area. I pulled out my phone and said, "Oh, Kourtney texted me."
Jessica asked what she said, and I said, "She just asked if I was doing anything tonight and if she could come stay the night or even just a couple of hours."
"What are you going to tell her?" Jessica asked me, and I said, "The truth." I quickly typed out a reply to Kourtney before putting my phone away and chatting with Jessica while we waited. About twenty minutes later, we got up to get ourselves some popcorn and drinks before heading to the theater. Sitting down in our seats, Jessica asked if Kourtney texted me back.
I pulled out my phone and said, "Yeah. She said that she's glad we're talking again, to have fun, and to let her know when I'm back, and maybe she can come over then."
I turned my phone to silent as the lights dimmed in the theater. We both snacked on the popcorn for the first little bit of the movie before sitting the tub of it down on the floor. I moved my hand over the armrest and rested it on Jessica's thigh. She looked down at it before taking it in her hand and squeezing it tight for a second.
After the movie ended, we walked out of the theater, still hand in hand, and began walking back to our car. As we walked, Jessica said, "I don't want this date to end."
"Ice cream?" I asked her, and Jessica jumped up, throwing her arms around me, and squeezing me as she squealed, "Yes, please." She started to tell me about a local ice cream parlor that was in a shopping mall down the road from her house as we got into her car, and she drove us over to it.
We both enjoyed a bowl of ice cream, sitting just outside of the ice cream shop, before going back to Jessica's car, parked in the parking garage of the mall. Jessica looked around and laughed. I asked what was funny, and she said, "I know it hasn't been that long ago, but parking in a parking garage just brought up a lot of memories."
"Like what?" I asked her with a smirk on my face.
"Oh, I don't know. Maybe blowing you? Your cock inside me? Me being jealous when I left, knowing that you and Kourtney were going to go have sex," Jessica said with a laugh.
"Really? You were jealous?" I asked her.
"Well, duh. It wasn't like, I hate you both jealous. More like, darn, I wish it was me jealous. Most of the time, I just ended up horny and had to go home, jump in the shower, and finger myself," Jessica explained to me.
"That's funny," I said.
"Why is that funny?" She asked me.
"Do you remember that night that we were at the gym with Kourtney? But instead of working out, we just went to your apartment and fucked?" I said, and she said that she did remember. "Kourtney told me later that she got so horny thinking about what we were doing to each other that she ended her workout early, went home, jumped on Gary, and still had to get herself off later after he got her off too."
"That is funny. I guess you just have that affect on us," Jessica said.
I said, "I guess so."
Jessica leaned over the center console of her car, and we began to kiss. As we made out, our hands roamed our bodies, with hers going down to my groin and rubbing my cock through the pants I had on. I brought my hand up to her chest and rested it on her breast, softly squeezing it through her shirt. Ending the kiss, Jessica asked, "So, do you want to come back to my place to end this date the right way?"
I laughed and said, "There's no place I would rather be."
A short time later, after arriving back at Jessica's apartment and following a quick and passionate love-making session, me and Jessica were laying naked in her bed, cuddling together. Jessica leaned up and kissed my cheek before saying, "That might just be the best date I've ever had."
I laughed, kissed her forehead, and said, "As far as I'm concerned, the date isn't over until we fall asleep. So, we still have plenty of time to make sure it is the best date ever."
"As long as you're OK with me keeping my clothes off, I'm OK with that," Jessica said.
I replied back, "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Jessica rolled over onto her stomach and looked up at me with her hazel eyes. "I did want to ask you about tomorrow, though," she said, and I asked what about it. "You didn't want to go to church, did you?"
We were both members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. We had both been married in the temple, she served a mission, and we had been regular church attendees during our affair. I thought about it for a moment before saying, "To tell you the truth, I haven't been to church since Kathy kicked me out. But if you want to go, I'll go with you if you want, or I can stay here and wait for you. Either way. I do have my white shirt, tie, and slacks in the car."
Jessica said, "Actually, I haven't been since I've moved to Boise. Liam still goes when he's back in Utah, but I've had to explain to him that, right now, I just want the weekend to be me and Liam time, especially since I'm so busy during the week. I couldn't even tell you what ward I'm supposed to be in or when it meets."