The abrupt change in temperatures surprised Jean. When she left her house hours earlier the temperature had been warm enough for her to pick jean shorts, a t-shirt, and sandals to wear.
It had gotten considerably in the time since. Cold enough to make her nipples hard she thought and raise goosebumps on her skin. She hoped the change in temperatures wasn't a predictor of her relationship.
She looked at her watch. It was later than she thought, but not too late. As she descended the stairs, she felt Leo's cum dripping from her vagina, dampening the crotch of her panties.
It reminded her of what happened in Leo's apartment. The experience had been quite the eye opener. She realized just how sexual a person she was. She discovered she could orgasm during intercourse, something which never happened with Miguel. She realized it was nothing Miguel could fix. He couldn't grow a bigger cock.
She did enjoy his oral lovemaking and her orgasms were intense, but there was something different about climaxing during intercourse. It just seemed more in tune with nature.
She wanted to keep dating Miguel and she hadn't lied when she told Leo her long term plan was to be Miguel's wife. She wondered if that was now a pipe dream.
At street level, she looked for her car. It was in the same place where she parked it nearly three hours earlier. In the front passenger seat, his head resting against the window was Miguel. He was asleep.
Jean got to the car, noticed it was locked, tapped on the window waking Miguel up. He looked disoriented. She lowered her head so he could see her face. He reached across and unlocked the door.
She got in the car, sat down, extended her arm and tousled his hair, "Hey sleepy head. Have a nice nap?"
He answered, "I'm sorry. I tried to stay awake. It got cold."
"It did. I'm glad you put our blanket to good use. How was it?"
She started the car, backed out of the parking spot and soon exited the apartment lot complex.
Her question surprised Miguel because it was the one he wanted to ask her.
"Long and cold. I need to pee."
She laughed and said she would find them one.
"You never left the car?"
"I didn't know when you would be back. I didn't want to be gone if you were ready to leave."
"That was really sweet, Miguel."
She made a joke and said, "We need to get you a bottle to pee in. Are you hungry?"
He couldn't help but notice she was in a good mood, cheerful even.
He said he was, but asked if they could drive thru. He would go inside while she was in line.
"Sounds like a plan. My treat."
She dropped him off at the entrance and got in the drive thru line.
She thought things were going well considering everything that happened.
Miguel joined her as she was picking up their order.
"Feel better now?"
"I was hurting. I feel so relieved."
She laughed, leaned towards him, pursed her lips. She felt relieved when he immediately pursed his lips and kissed her.
Her voice sounding lighthearted and playful she said, "Next time I'll make sure I pack a bottle for you."
She had purposely mentioned the possibility of a repeat to see his reaction.
"Scoot over, Miguel."
He slid close to her. She put her hand on his knee. The cashier handed her their food. She handed it to Miguel who put it next to him.
"Watch the drinks," she said. He held them as she drove. She leaned over indicating she wanted to take a drink. He held the cup up to her mouth. She sucked on the straw.
"Thanks. I had two rum and cokes."
"Did you like them?" Miguel asked.
She answered, "I did."
She looked at him and asked, "Hey, do you want to go somewhere private and talk or back to my house?"
It wasn't too late, but she wanted him to have a choice. She thought he might not want to talk, to pretend it didn't happen. She knew that wasn't the right approach, but she also empathized with him. She would certainly not like it if it had been her waiting in the car while Miguel hooked up with some woman.
Miguel didn't know if he wanted to talk or not. He really wanted to reconnect with Jean. Some sort of physical intimacy.
"Let's go someplace private," he said.
Her voice upbeat and teasing, "How about the school parking lot? I don't think we'll be interrupted this time."
He didn't tell her it was a bad idea so she took his non vote as a yes.
She continued to keep her right hand on his leg and have him hold her drink, offering it to her when she indicated she wanted it. She interpreted his passivity and deference to her as good signs.
Acceptance she remembered was the final step of the grieving process. They had both been angry, in denial, bargained, and even depressed over the situation.
What she didn't want them grieving over was the end of their relationship, but its boundaries. Having sex with Leo had forever altered the dynamics of her relationship with Miguel.
She pulled into the asphalt lot, parking in the same exact spot as where Officer Leo had encountered them, Miguel's head between Jean's legs.
She killed the engine. She would start the car if it got too cold, but figured with the windows rolled up it wasn't that cold.
"We'd better eat," she said.
He grabbed the bag, fished their food out. He scooted away from her, but only so he could place their orders of french fries in a pile, using the wrapper as an improvised plate. He squirted bags of ketchup into a corner of the wrapper.
They ate, talked about how really good it tasted.
"I didn't realize how hungry I was. I guess I burned a lot more calories than I realized."
Her comment was matter of fact and her intention was to draw him out.
He commented he burned a lot of calories too, but from shivering.
He didn't sound angry.
She winked at him and said, "After we eat how about we get in the back seat and warm each other up?"
He told her, "I'd like that."
"Me too," she leaned towards him and gave him a quick kiss, then told him, "I love you."
He answered, "I love you too."
They finished their meals, quickly exited the car, and got in the back seat. Miguel grabbed the blanket and covered them with it.
He put his arm around her. She pressed her mouth against his. After their kiss, she thanked him for being there for her. They kissed some more. She commented in between kisses how hot that night had been when Leo interrupted them.
"Thank God, he had the decency to let me orgasm before he tapped on the window. I almost peed when he shined the flashlight in my eyes."
Miguel said, "How do you think I felt. I turn around and can't see a damn thing. I'm thinking it's a bad guy."
