Joshua Simmons b January 9, 1997, Masters Mechanical Engineering 2018
Jennifer Simmons b January 12, 1998, BS Management 2019
St. Ives Island Group
Group 1: Joshua and Jennifer. Jayson and Cara, Andrew and Stephanie, Zach and Sara, Anthony and Sophia.
Group 2: David and Brianna, Nicholas and Hannah, Ryan and Lauren, Brandon and Jessica, Nathan, and Anna
Fiction. Still my universe and still my rules. I know very well this would not happen in real life and timelines are compressed.
I recycle names. This story has nothing to do with other series.
Moody and emotional. This is a long story about people adjusting to a vastly new situation. It's wordy and descriptive. They talk about their perceptions of how things are going for them. You were warned.
Heartbreak and Hope Ch03
Saturday, February 15, 2020.
Our video screen in the bedroom was also an alarm clock and we were woken up at eight in the morning. I slowly roused and noted that Jennifer was holding my penis like it was a security blanket or something. Yeah, I liked it. I flipped over to face her. She woke up and smiled. I could wake up to those kind eyes and that smile for the rest of my life. Her eyes and smile... warm, sweet, wonderful... STUNNING!
I stroked her cheek and said, "That smile of yours..."
She smiled even brighter.
I stood and then held my hand to her to help her out of bed. We brushed our teeth and then started making out even before entering the shower. She was an amazing kisser. Soft, sweet, and somehow scorching hot. Once in the shower, I washed her and she washed me, including the hair, it was fun and intimate.
I was at full staff when she washed my cock and balls, but we did not pursue anything further. She let me wash her head to toe but made me start on her back. She was very patient when I made sure her breasts and vagina were very clean. She parted her legs to allow me access to her sex but cautioned me against getting soap inside.
I found it interesting that she often referred to my cock as her cock and her vagina as my vagina. I remembered our time on the plane when she made it clear that she viewed it as an exchange that was important to the intimacy of our marriage. I went with it and she seemed to appreciate that.
We made out a lot, but, no we did not fuck.
We were done getting ready by a quarter past nine. We had a bit of time until Movie Max was coming by to collect us so I offered her my hand again and said, "Let's look around." We walked out the side door and down to the pool. It was much larger than a typical house pool but certainly not like anything at a resort. It was double length but not double wide. It had an extended shallow end and brackets for a volleyball net.
There was a shower on the pool deck in front of each condo. I'm sure they were looking for outdoor shower sex. There were open private half-wall partitions in front of each apartment unit to create small semi-private areas of the pool deck. In each area were two loungers, a fire pit, and even a barbecue. There was a storage box with all sorts of play items like pool noodles, a volleyball, and other pool toys. I looked at the end and there was a storage shed that said, 'community' Inside was a volleyball net, some other pool games, and even a couple of big floaties. Movie Max went all out.
To the West and North, the property ended in a steep hill that allowed us to see the harbor to West toward Somerset and North toward Devon. The pool deck was perhaps thirty feet over the water during high tide. Stone steps were carved into the rock of the steep hill toward the water. There was an old Jetty sticking out into the water which had not been maintained nor had it been improved upon by Movie Max.
We walked around to the front as it was nearing time for the van to pick us up. In the daylight, I could see that our condo apartments were single-story typical modern beige stucco in design with hip roofs on each unit. The street was blacktop and narrower than US roads and the houses and apartments were closer to the road like in the UK. There was a driveway with just enough length to handle a single vehicle lengthwise, but enough width for the two Toyota Corollas occupying the two spots.
Even though the commercial part of town was only a half mile distant, we were taken by a luxury shuttle van to a brunch at a harborside restaurant named Captain Joe's. This building was a single-story Italianate building. I looked around after getting off the bus. All of the buildings in this part of the harbor area were Tudor, Queen Anne, or Some other picturesque Victorian style. The area was clearly designed to be over-the-top gorgeous. It was like every fucking place in Somerset was part of a movie set. The other thing was equally obvious, most people were stark-ass naked.
When we got to the restaurant, we were led back toward the water to a patio with tables with umbrellas. Each couple had a small table next to the water. The patio was separated from the water only by stainless steel and glass rail. Under a canopy at one end was one of those eighty-inch outdoor TVs.
We took more pictures with our phones and it was an amazing experience.
Jay was our announcer and said, "Well. Quite some drama yesterday!"
He started by having each couple stand and say our names then started talking about the previous day.
He said, "We had a team of twenty people and a very powerful computer helping us yesterday during the call-ups. We had to scramble hard when the second couple picked decided to walk away. Joshua and Jennifer; you were both very popular. Joshua, of the twelve dates, you were the first choice of THREE women and the second choice of two. Jennifer, you were the first choice of two men and the second choice of three. Joshua, you and Ashley were immensely popular, so you were always going to be the third couple called because you both had lots of possible connections.
Joshua and Jennifer, you were the mutual first choice of each other so it worked out for you... buuuuuut..."
He paused for drama and said, "Joshua, your ex-wife Ashley was originally going to be paired with the man in the second couple called because he was mutually first choice with her. His name was Carter and they ranked a bit closer than you and Jennifer on compatibility in our tests. When they walked away, it screwed up a ton of pairings. Carter was your ex-wife's mutual first choice... Carter's wife Julie was YOUR second choice BUT you were HER first choice. For what it is worth, the other woman who picked you first was Danielle who is in the St. Austell group now.
"When Carter and Julie walked away instead of accepting the contract, that meant that Jennifer and you were now the second closest ranked pairing overall... What Joshua did not see was that Jennifer and her ex-husband Aaron were the fourth couple called because we wanted to nail down as many mutual first choices as possible and Joshua's second choice Julia had walked away. We picked Aaron and Jennifer next so that you could marry Jennifer. That was a real nail-biter for us."
Had Aaron and Jennifer walked away, a whole slew of pairings went away and we were going to call Danielle and David next to hopefully get you your third choice. Danielle and David were originally going to be called twelfth and in fact, were called twelfth, but again, we were working VERY hard to get everyone their highest picks and were willing to change the order of callups to accommodate that. Fortunately, Aaron and Jennifer chose to continue."
We got lucky for quite a while until the ninth chosen couple walked away. Then we had to scramble again when the eleventh walked away. Fortunately, after that, it wasn't until the nineteenth couple walked away and we were close to finishing at that point and we had what we hoped was a great matchup involving the last four couples called.
This is an example of just how complex yesterday was. The closest matched couple is on St. Austell so you are going to be our examples this morning."
