Outrageous, stunned, shocked” those were the words that would have been uttered but lying here in his arms with his heart beat under my ear, his breath slowing down our sweat cooling on our bodies to the point he was pulling the blanket over us. I realized that no matter what happened this is where I was meant to be the rest was just water under the bridge.
How it happened is another story. We had been talking at work for a few months nothing like that you see just mundane conversation simple stuff having to do with work and life that sort of thing.
I admit freely I am a toucher; I touch people’s shoulders when I am talking to them for me it is a way to connect with someone other than looking them in the eye. I realized I was noticing things about him that I should not have been like how sexy his brown eyes were or how soft his hair looked and how much I had wanted to run my fingers through it. How his shirts fit him just so or how sometimes the fly of his pants looked a bit tighter after we were talking for a while and I had my hand on his shoulder or I leaned closer to him. I knew I was not immune to him and that was proof he was not immune to me.
Please do not misunderstand me here I do not have affairs all the time that was my first and my last but I am good at reading people sometimes so for the first time in my life I decided to think of me and not my husband who all but ignores me and treats me like I am part of the furniture. It was nice to be with someone who made me feel like a real woman.
I decided to see just how interested Brian was so I asked him out for coffee after work and he said yes almost as soon as the words left my mouth, we decided that he would drive that way we would not waste all that gas and that we would go to a little coffee shop across town. I know that was a waste of gas but we figured it would be better so nobody would see us together and instantly think “affair” since it was not that, at least at that point it was not.
We sat there talking for hours and next thing I knew Brian told me it was after three am and asked if I should be getting home, I told him that my husband was probably either not home yet or passed out either way I would tell him I went out with a friend after work and we lost track of time.
We both we nervous because we could feel the passion between us sparking with each word we said even talking about mundane stuff, work related things the passion was there just under the surface but we tried to hide it since we did not know what was going on at that point and we were trying so hard to remain simply co- workers.
I had my answer he was not immune to me and he wanted more so why was I so damn desperate to stay there with him it was late but I was hesitant for the evening to end but end it must he drove me back to my car and when we got there he walked me to my car door even though he parked next to it and said to me “Since you are married and I will never be able to hold your body the way I want to so desperately can I have a hug?” he smiled
I agreed to the hug but did not expect passion to flare up, I looked at him while we were hugging I guess to say something to him but as our eyes met so did our mouths and our lips and tongues doing that age of dance of love and lust that quickens the breath and makes the heart beat faster. Our hands began to wander and the kiss deepened, our bodies began to move against each other faster and faster as the kiss began to get out of control we both broke it off at the same time out of breath and in total shock at the magnitude at what just took place.
“Oh God I am so sorry” we said in unison “That should not have happened” We looked at each other helplessly and agreed that we would not see each other like this again since now we knew what could happen and we knew that if we saw each other more that things would only get hotter and any hotter and we would burst into flame.