Melanie watched him. That was all she could do. Honestly, she hadn't expected this from Adam. Or maybe-if she was being truthful-she just didn't know what to expect at all. But there he was, standing waist-deep in the water, so calm and patient with Adir as he gently guided the little one through his first swimming lesson. It should have been something simple, routine even... and yet, it wasn't.
She smiled as she watched the kid surface with a triumphant gasp, then immediately giggle and splash water at Adam, who laughed and splashed back without missing a beat.
Melanie closed her eyes for a brief moment and grinned to herself, letting the scene soak in. Her mind, almost involuntarily, drifted ahead, tickling her own hormones...into 'imagining' things... which then lead to imagination of the 'process' [1]with which that could be achieved which further lead her to imaging the hot body of her partner in the process.
