Who Made the First Move

The NSFW story about the night one of us made a move on the other, and the shocking thing that happened next

Since we’re celebrating 15 years of being together, I thought it would be fun to take a little trip down memory lane today and go back to where it all began.

Okay writing that sentence kind of through me off a bit. 15 YEARS?! I haven’t done anything for that long. PJ has always been the one constant in a life that is forever changing. I know that I will go to bed next to him every evening. I know that at some point during the night, his legs will intertwine with mine and there’s nothing either of us can do about it. I know that I will wake up next to him every morning, most likely before he does, and we will start our day.

I also know how our story began all those years ago. Here’s what happened, and who made the first move…