I had been dating Samantha for seven or eight months and things were going pretty well. We only saw each other once or twice a week — which was perfect — because my work was very time consuming and I really enjoyed pursuing my various hobbies when I had the time. Likewise she had four kids, a demanding job, and she was a CrossFit coach in what little spare time she had. She and her ex (well, the ex she had all the kids with) split custody of the kids so she had three or four days free each week and I would usually get two of them. Pretty good deal if you ask me. It also meant that when we would see each other it would be damn near nonstop sex the whole time since we both had some release we needed to catch up on.
One weekend a group of our friends wanted to go out to lunch at a bar for drinks before having a house party back at one of the couple’s apartments. Nine people showed up for lunch and we drank way too much tequila and had a fantastic time. The couple that were hosting us after wanted to pick up some ‘party favors’ and made a special stop off in the city to get enough for everyone who was interested. Then we all headed back to their place and I whipped up some caipirinha for everyone.