Robin had stood there, hidden by a few large bushes, smoking and letting the warm sensation of post-coital relaxation slowly fill their body. They were happy, no, it was more, they were high, high on endorphins and no matter how they just couldn't stop themselves from giggling. And it was all because of Abigail. They closed their eyes and turned their face towards the sun shining down on them and let their mind wander, imagining the possibilities of a threeway with Abigail and Xavier, there were so many and each one more enticing and exciting than the next. There was of course also worry, some of the things Abigail had suggested made them hesitate, like the suggestion of wanting to drink her husbands cum out of their cunt. They couldn't help but imagining that this suggestion would entail Xavier fucking them, ramming his cock deep inside their cunt. It was perhaps a reasonable assumption but one they didn't feel entirely comfortable with. They would have to talk to both of them about it, but first of course they had to get Xavier to agree, and to agree not to include jealousy. The idea was after all to save his marriage, to give them both an opportunity to reconnect sexually and emotionally, or perhaps actually connect deep and true for the first time. They had probably hidden quite a few things from each other over the years, Abigail probably more than Xavier, but that was irrelevant. It was not a case of who was to blame for the decline of their marriage but rather how to mend it. It was after all quite obvious that the two did love each other even if perhaps they didn't really know each others' true selves.<br/><br/>Just as they were about to put out the cigarette Xavier's response came and they simply replied:<i>Soon</i>, and then seeing the time they hurried around the building and made it to class with seconds to spare. They shot Abigail a smile and took their seat t the back of the room. Today's topic would be fertility festivals from Ancient Greece which were entirely celebrated by women. The Adonia especially seemed intriguing as it celebrated female sexuality disguised as a celebration of fertility. It was not difficult for Robin to imagine it as one big free-for-all lesbian orgy. First though they received their papers back, graded and commented.<br/><br/>As they took the paper from Abigail's hand the touched her fingers with their index finger making it seem accidental but it was not. They simply yearned so much to touch their lover that even such a brief small touch was enough. Of course it did nothing to settle the emotions running wild inside them but rather seemed to fuel them. It was almost unbearable to have to hide the way they felt about Abigail and it was probably even worse for Abigail to hide it. She, after all, had more to lose should their relationship become known.<br/><br/>After the lecture Robin lingered in the back while some of the other students talked to Abigail about everything from the comments made on their papers to questions about the lecture. It seemed to drag on forever but Robin persisted. They wanted to be the last to leave the classroom so that they could give Abigail a simple kiss goodbye and make plans for when to meet next.<br/><br/>Finally it was just the two of them and as they made their way towards the door they stopped and closed it before turning to Abigail, looking at her.<br/>"I'm still all wet and fuzzy," they said and closed the distance between them, wrapped one arm around her waist and leaned in for a kiss.