He was developing the more aggressive persona, and I was beginning to retreat further back, as was my nature. I always preferred to work behind the sc...enes, but Pete had taken the melodramatic tendencies and put it to good use. I wondered how different we might become as time progressed, and decided to shelve it for another day. For now, I was just going to enjoy having someone that thought like me, but wasn't going to look at me strangely for it."Jay?" Yeah?" I've been thinking. How much effort. He caught up with me and grabbed my hands. Unable to stand in the deep water he easily pulled me towards him. As I got closer I instinctively spread my legs and wrapped them around him just above his waist to keep myself from sinking. He stared deep into my eyes before leaning forward to kiss me. I kissed him back. He wrapped his arms around me holding me tightly as we continued to make out in the deep end of the pool. I felt the shaft of his dick slid up between my ass cheeks as I slid further. While Sara was always outgoing and had a terrific sense of humor, never once did she, or I, cross the line into workplace impropriety. Little did I know at that point in time of the vicious inner turmoil she was battling with, a struggle she'd been suffering from for years. In fact, it was something I would only learn of many months later when, at a bank picnic, we had the time and opportunity to begin to know one another on a more social basis, away from work.The bank had originally scheduled. One night stands are one night stands huh?I had gone back to my usual lifting routine, but at a new gym. I was finishing up a set, and was taken aback when my I bumped into what felt like a brick wall. It was a woman, roughly 5’1”, but built as fuck. “Sorry” she said with a slight smile. She turned and went back to a squat rack, where she joined another woman, closer to 6”, also fairly built but with huge shoulders. If I had to guess, one was a gymnast, the other a swimmer. I had just finished.