A New Love

[Sienna]

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A NEW LOVE


That morning I woke up alone. My husbands place beside me in that big double bed was empty as I ran my hand over the spot he usually lay. The absence of his warm body lying beside me made me suddenly come to my senses. A feeling of stark loneliness overcame my senses, because for the first time in the three years of our marriage...he was gone.

I sat on the bed and huddled up, holding my legs, thinking of him. I knew that there was going to be lots of mornings like this. His new job, away from home, thousands of miles away meant that we were going to be better off financially. Even a chance of joining him in South Africa eventually.

But for now, I had to get by until I saw him again for just three days at a time every two months. Somehow, I hated that new job of his because it deprived me of the man I loved and cherrished...but it was a necessary evil in life we both had to live with until things changed.

I showered and made ready for work. The same old company uniform, knee length skirt, blouse, cravat and jacket. My dark blonde hair bunched into a neat pony tail held by a black clip...no other colours were allowed. And all in all, it took me a while to apply the "company" facial make-over which promoted their cosmetic products.

Already I was missing that "good morning kiss" with Alan and my emotions began to take over, making it so hard to apply my eyeliner because of the tears. But eventually I did it, thinking of other things to distract my mindful attention.

It was a beautiful summers morning. The drive into the city was calmer than usual, because it was the peak of the holiday season and lots of people were on vacation, making the traffic more enjoyable to tolerate for a change.

Reaching the office reception with my briefcase in hand I was greeted by the usual security staff. There was no need for them to look at my badge...I was known by them all after working for the company six months without a day off so far.

Eventually I got to my desk, turned on the PC and checked my orders for the day. A hand touched my shoulder and a paper cup of vending coffee dropped gently onto my desk infront of me.

"Good morning Sarah, how are you today? I hope you are coping with Alan not being around."

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles

As soon as the words came out of my mouth I regretted saying them. It was something she certainly didn’t need to hear, at least not right now.

The buzz around the water cooler for the last two weeks had been about Sarah’s husbands new job and how she would cope with him being gone for an extende length of time. Big deal, .I had always thought of her as strong independent woman, that she'd manage. Besides I wasn't much to hang around with the usual bunch of gossips, being an independent kind of guy myself. Doing my job as the head photographer for Lynton cosmetics and not socializing much with my co-workers.

At thirty five, I was at the peak of my career, young enough to be energetic and full of ideas, yet seasoned in the sense that I had fifteen years of photographic work with the same company under my belt. My career goals had delayed my decision to marry even though the opportunity to tie the knot with more than one of the many women I had been involved with in the past had presented itself. I enjoyed what I considered to be a normal sex life and although I wasn’t into one-night stands, if I was attracted to a woman, I pursued her with the intention of finding out how compatible we might be and a sexual experience was part of that intention. I always thought of myself as average, average weight 180 lbs, average build, 5’11” not stocky but muscular. I lifted weights at the gym and ran a couple of miles every morning. I still had all my dark curly hair and my soft brown eyes were an asset when meeting attractive young women. I felt comfortable dating younger women, finding them to have less hang-ups and not into dating those that were married. I didn’t need that complication.

My relationship with Sarah was purely professional she was one of the office workers designated to handle the reams of paper work I needed to keep my department running smooth. Thank god for people like her. If I had to do this myself I’d have precious little time to shoot pictures which is what I lived for.

Being the head photographer gave me certain privileges, Being able to choose my own models for advertising and going on trips abroad on a company expense account to check out the competition, taking covert pictures and getting samples of different brands. The company required that I keep a low profile and I worked under an assumed name from time to time to hide my identity. I treated this as a game as I really didn’t approve of some of the tactics used. As long as I got to take my pictures I was content.

From time to time I discovered a subject that caught my eye. Usually it was a woman. Someone I just had to shoot. Having developed the patience and having the equipment and resources to accomplish this I found it to be a rewarding experience and I had accumulated a modest collection of these photographs over the years.

Sarah had been become one of these discoveries but I had not, as of yet, approached her on this subject. Perhaps it was because she was married , although I had no intentions of becoming emotionally involved with her (I rarely did with my previous discoveries). And I hadn’t intended on approaching her in this fashion now. I was just making small talk. Something I wasn’t used to doing and which I had just now totally botched.

A silence followed, no doubt I had made her feel uncomfortable yet when she turned around and looked at me smiling, I felt I had to continue, if for no other reason than to apologize for my crude behavior.

“Sarah, I really just wanted to say good morning. It’s really none of my damned business how you’re coping. I’m sure you’ll be just fine. Please forget that I even asked.”

Evidently she did, as instead of answering me, she just smiled and said .Good morning, Charles where is that usual pile of paperwork you usually unload on me every morning?

I grinned,” I guess I forgot it downstairs, actually there was something I wanted to talk to you about. I looked in her eyes, at her face, the face I had wanted to photograph and I knew I had to ask, “ I want to take some pictures of you sometime... no hurry, it’s just..... I see something very special about you, I must capture it on film.” Don’t answer me now, just think about it, O.K.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

I was suprised to see Charles in so early. I watched him apologise for asking what seemed to him to be a bad question. In a way I thought I was quite lucky to have a boss like Charles. He was kind and considerate and not the type of person you would expect to be a professional "fashion" photographer.

I asked for the orders he usually gave me every morning, but instead he seemed to be pre-occupied with his next question...a request to photograph me. I never expected that in all the months I had worked for him. I assumed as always that I was just a "plain jane" and he never really saw the natural me below the make-up. How could he? The only time we spent together was when he happened to be in the office. In a way, we were strangers.

"With or without?" I asked. He looked at me confused and I started to laugh. "The products?" I said pointing to my face.

"Oh yeah..." He stared at me with those soft but piercing brown eyes. They were quite sexy in a way and they always seemed to whisper... "Come to bed with me...please."

"Well?"

"I think you should not put too much on in the mornings in future. If you don't mind me saying so." His stare turned softer and he smiled. "No Sarah, I really mean that."

"OK Charles, the joke is over now. I really do need to get your schedule sorted out. I need those orders as soon as possible please."

He was suprised with my reply which I thought was genuine. I thought his request was just his way of flirting with me, trying to be nice or suggestive in some way.

"Wow!...Sarah...I really meant what I just said."

I looked around at all the other work stations in the office. There was only us two in the office at that time still. "You really mean that Charles? You want to take my pictures?"

"Of course... I'm serious... But there is no rush."

I was flattered. I never even considered myself as model material and I never posed for a fashion photographer before in my life. Infact the only professional photographer I could remember taking any pictures of me was at our wedding. And I was not totally satisfied with those either.

"Just my face, you said? But why me Charles?"

He held my chin gently and smiled. Again, I never expected such an intimate move. He smiled and this time those eyes said more to me than they usually did. This time they were trying to tell me he really liked me, I could tell. Then he spoke:

"Sarah, I've been watching you for months. No...since you first walked in here the day you started this job. And I knew right away that there was something about you that was.. special. Am I convincing you yet?"

I listened carefully to what he said and I didn't know whether to laugh or simply just melt there and then. He was really sincere and I found myself completely lost for words. What was he trying to say?

I quicky turned towards the computer screen. I was not sure exactly how to take all of this. "I will let you know Charles." I replied. "Thank you for asking."

"Ay, no problem, OK... catch you later."

He walked away towards his office as the rest of the staff started to arrive on time. I nodded and greeted people in the usual way as if nothing happened.

But, something did happen. One of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen in my life apart from Alan, had just told me that I was special...and that was certainly something special to me too.

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles Newport

I walked away relieved that she hadn't told me flat out that she wasn't interested, my ego was intact. I had said what I had planned to say, once I got past the awkwardness of my tactless remark about Alan. The ball was in her court, so to speak.

There may have been some misgivings about the timing of my approach, but I soon shook them off as trivial considering how much I wanted to make this happen. Wise enough to realize that my male feelings might get in the way of my professional ones, I told myself that I had the situation under control, and that if she decided to let me do the pictures I would treat her as a married woman. I always had a good repore with my administrative assistants and Sarah was no exception. I knew she liked to flirt but had her limits. Feeling sure we could maintain that same friendly relationship during the after work project, I finished the day in a very positive mood.

I stopped at the usual watering hole after work. My usual Bartender, Mike brought me my usual drink, brandy on the rocks. I handed him a ten. "Keep the change Mike." I said as he walked away.

"You're in a good mood." he said grinning, when he returned. "M must be a new love in your life."

Mike was very intuitive, thats what made him a good bartender but this time he was wrong. "No Mike, just had a productive day."

"Like I said Charles, must be a new love in your life."

I waved him off, and knowing when to quit he left me alone with my thoughts, glancing my way occasionally to make sure my glass wasn't empty.

" Maybe it wasn't just coincidental that I had chosen this time to talk to Sarah after all I had been planning this for some time. Obviously it would be easier for her to get away with her husband gone and it would make the 'shoot' much more pleasant if she wasn't cramped for time.

I found myself wondering what she would do with that extra time, Would she get in the habit of stopping after work like I did, now that she didn't have someone to run home to every night? Would she go for long walks in the park, or frequent some of the cafes in the neighborhood? Would she want some company ,a friend to talk shop with? Soon I began to imagine all sorts of picture taking scenarios, professional of course maybe some outdoor scenes, the park, or the beach. Maybe some full body shots, she certainly had the figure for it. I had noticed that in spite of her required work uniform. I mean what man wouldn't let his gaze wander downward from a womans face to her figure. I admonished myself for thinking of her that way, finding myself aroused at the thought of her in something else besides that dreadful costume the company made her wear. "Damnit Charles get a grip. concentrate on the pictures your going to take. If you're even going to get to take them. Maybe she will say, thanks but no thanks. "

"Thats the whole damn problem." I muttered under my breath. knowing that I was really getting anxious about this.

"You say something." Mike inquired as he brought me another drink.

"Nothing important." I grunted and I looked up to see him about to kid me but seeing the look on my face, backed off again. Still I wondered and looked around when I heard the door open. Was I really expecting Sarah to come through that door.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

After lunch, I returned to my workstation. I noticed the note stuck to my computer screen written in the familiar handwriting I recognised as belonging to Charles:

Meet me at Goodies Bar after work tonite if you are free.

My heart began to race a few beats faster and I looked around to see if anyone noticed my almost silent “Yeah!” as I excitedly let it out. But nobody noticed my delighted expression, or atleast they didn’t acknowledge it.

I looked over at Charles’s office and it was empty. I assumed at that point he was busy in his studio in the basement. I wanted to go and see him there and then and give him my reply to both requests, but realised he would be busy so I decided to surprise him later.

That evening I made my way to Goodies Bar and stood outside, pondering if he would be there waiting and wondering what his reaction would be when he saw me walk in. I had never been in that bar before and I hoped that it would be almost empty, so that it was easier to socialise with him and draw less attention to anyone who might recognise us from work.

When I entered it was empty apart from the bartender and Charles sitting at the bar. The bartender gave me a smile then looked at Charles making him turn to look at me. I replied by smiling at him and then took the vacant bar stool next to were he was sitting.

“Ay…you found the note. Thanks for calling in Sarah.”

“My pleasure.” I replied. He asked what I wanted to drink, but I didn’t want to appear either cheap or extravagant, so I ordered a simple rum and coke. The bartender introduced himself as Mike and welcomed me to the bar and I began to loosen up a little, feeling even more chilled to be in Charles’s company. For a long time I have secretly wanted to get this man on his own away from work, often wondering to myself what he is really like to talk to. And now I found myself in that situation with an answer to his request that morning.

After we chatted about work and Alan’s new job he opened the conversation to the photographs he wanted to do. He mentioned his personal collection of portraits and insisted that I be part of them. Again I was flattered and told him right away I would accept his invitation to join them. The drinks were beginning to mellow me out by then, and I even got a little closer to Charles as we sat together.

“I don’t often ask ordinary everyday women. It’s usually the models that pass in and out of my studio. So this is kind of…new to me in a way, if you understand what I mean?”

I leaned on the bar and looked into his gorgeous eyes and just nodded my reply with a smile. I didn’t want to be anywhere else at that moment in time and I felt happy. Whether it was the drink or not, I wanted his company for as long as I could and then he asked a question which made me think:

“Sarah, I’m thinking of doing something special for dinner back at my apartment, I just wondered if you would join me?”

By then, the bar was filling up with customers and Mike got pretty busy serving his regulars. Getting away from that bar was one good reason to accept and Charles himself was an even better reason...we had lots to talk about still and I was enjoying being with him.

 

[prometheus 2]

Goodies was a quiet place and especially quiet this afternoon. I had had misgivings about leaving Sarah the note feeling that maybe I was pushing on her too hard expecting her to not show and say no to my request for the pictures. So I had been quite surprised when she walked through the door.

I was even more surprised when she accepted my invitation to dinner at my place. I really didn't have all that much planned but I was tired of eating out or alone in my apartment.

"Maybe you would like to stop by your place and freshen up... change out of that ridiculous office outfit and put on something more comfortable?" I put my hand on her shoulder as I said this and then pulled it quickly away.

"I'm sorry Sarah I didn't mean... It's just that I'm sort af a physical type of guy. My touching you that way didn't mean...."

She put her fingers to my lips. "Dont worry about that Charles I'm that way myself. I'm sure it was just a friendly expression."

"It was." I said. still feeling the softness of her hand on my mouth. I felt much better after having explained that as I knew there would be a lot of touching as I prompted her for pictures, showing her how to turn into the light and arrange her hair to best accent her fine featured face.

She finished her drink and then answered my question "Yes, it would be nice to get out of these clothes and wash this makeup off my face."

I paid for the drinks and Mike gave me a wink as I took her arm and helped he off the stool. Not waiting for change, I led her out the door and hailed a cab. She gave the cab driver her address and he drove away.

Thanks for accepting my invitation to dinner Sarah and thanks for agreeing to the pictures. We won't start tonight allthough I am anxious to get started. Tonight we will just relax and have a nice dinner and get to know each other a little better.

As we pulled up in front of her building, I was surprised to find out it was only a block away from mine. I told her that and we both unconsiously smiled. "I'll come by and walk over with you... in... let's say about an hour. Can I walk you up?

"No, she said I'll manage. Oh, my number is 303, first door on left out of the elevator.... For when you come back to get me."

I helped her out of the cab and watched her disappear inside wondering if I was getting myself into something I might regret but then dismissing the feeling remembering I had some serious shopping to do. I paid the driver and headed for the deli just across the street from my building.

I bought what I needed to make a quick meal and soon had things prepared, a bottle of chardoney chilling in the fridge and the table set. A couple of tapered candles and some soft music set up to play in the background and I was ready. As I showered I wondered why I had gone to so much trouble for just a friendly dinner. I did want to make her feel comfortable I admitted but still it was a bit to much maybe. Then again, tonight was a time to just relax I reminded myself. Just relax and enjoy the company of a very young and vivacious woman. I found myself wondering how she be dressed and if her hair would be down. How she would look without all that makeup.

I put on a fresh pastel blue shirt, a pair of comfortable slacks and a tan sport coat. It was time to go I thought as I looked at my watch.

In little time I was at her door, ringing her bell.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

I didn’t want Charles to come into my apartment until I had chance to tidy it up. I was very particular about that and he was still a stranger as yet and I didn’t want to give him the impression that I was unkempt.

As soon as I got in I stripped out off my clothes and dashed into the shower a lot quicker than usual. I was looking forward to dinner and I wondered what his culinary skills were like, but it didn’t matter that much to me, atleast I was going to be spending some time with him.

I suddenly thought of Alan as I touched myself intimately in the warm soothing spray of the shower. The first person I visualised in my fantasy was the man I loved and married and fantasizing him touching me that way made me feel good…so good. But as my fantasy progressed I saw Charles looking down at me in my mind as my ensuing orgasm started to work up to its climax. I stopped myself quickly and began to think about what I was doing!!

Shaking my head, I just continued to finish my shower, trying to get all thoughts of sex out of mind. Especially with Charles…still a complete stranger in my social life…I was married to Alan and atleast supposed to be faithful to him.

The music on the stereo took my mind of things sexual as I searched through my wardrobe for something suitable. I chose a lace trimmed white blouse and a cotton skirt in powder blue to match. I wanted to be dressed slightly down as an alternative to the uniform. I found a set of underwear and continued to dress, putting as little make up on as possible onto my face, as he wanted to see the ‘natural me’ for a change and not a Lynton Cosmetics walking talking fashion doll.

I waited, putting finishing tiny touches to my appearance, letting my hair hang free over my shoulders, when the door bell rang and like a over excited teenager I ran to the door to answer it. I stopped dead in my tracks before I opened it and took a deep breath. “Come on Sarah, keep calm and take it easy…this is not a hot date…” I told myself. But then was it just a dinner? Or was Charles expecting a little more? Infact was I expecting more from this? Why was I so excited?

One quick look in the mirror and then I opened the door. I said “Hi” and smiled at him as he stood in the door. Again, my heart began to beat faster as I looked at him. There was certainly some special magic going into play with this drop dead gorgeous man and me. Every time he appeared I couldn’t help it, but feel so attracted to him. What woman on this planet wouldn’t? Besides, he was mine for tonight atleast…no matter what happens.

I grabbed my jacket as it was a warm evening and we began our short walk to where he lived, just a few blocks away in a similar block to mine. Only his view of the riverside was much more attractive than mine.

In his apartment everything was set up, dinner for two. I was impressed.

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles

I couldn’t believe my eyes when she opened the door. Was this the same woman that worked for me that I had drinks with at Goodies bar just a couple of hours ago. I knew it was of course but the sight I was seeing was breathtaking to say the least. Her hair combed out and laying against her shoulders gave her a mature look, yet her comlexion clean clear cosmetic free made her look young and innocent. Her skirt matched her eyes and her lace trimmed blouse accented her natural curves. :Sarah..?" I said more of a question then a statement. Of course it’s me, she said her eyes twinkling.

On the way to my place I continued to wonder what about her was different that I hadn’t noticed before at work. Mmy photographers eye told me it was her clothes, her makeup, her hair but there was more. It was more than that I knew when I considered my feelings. It was because for the first time we were alone together away from work and not in some noisy bar but truly alone. and I was feeling like any man with a lovely lady on his arm would feel, happy just to share this moment. Another feeling I had was that she felt this way too, that she had forgotten the rest of the world her work, her other friends, her husband... no I couldn’t say that I guess but ...Well he was sure a lucky guy to have this woman to share his life with.

Suddenly I realized I was very jealous of Alan, judging him because he chose to leave his wife for a job, of course it was only temporary and probably was for both of their benefits but still, just look what he was missing out on.

Then I had a devious thought I’ll just step in and take care of her if he won’t. I hurriedly dismissed this inappropriate thought and as we reached my apartment I decided that what she and I were here for was to just enjoy the evening and get to know each other a little better so that in the coming weeks we both would be more comfortable as we did the pictures.

I helped her with her jacket and pulled out a chair. Taking her arm I helped her get seated and then lit the candles. I dimmed the lights and turned on the cd player.

“ I have some very good chardoney in the fridge I said already on my way to get it before she even nodded her consent. Returning with the bottle and two glasses I poured us each one and raised mine to toast. “To our afterwork project." I said.
"May we both enjoy ...... well...just enjoy.

Sarah looked at me quizically and then smiling raised her glass and clinked it against mine. “Yes, “Enjoy.”

This meal is enjoyable, she said later, half way through the meal, a combination of oriental food, a stirfry I had made up from items I had purchased at the Deli, adding my personal herbs and spices and serving with rice and noodles. And fortune cookies too

“And the wine.” I poured another glass for both of us, draining the bottle.

“And the company.” she smiled and took a sip.

“And the music.” I added.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

The dinner that Charles prepared was excellent. He was such a good cook and that to me was a good side to a man. A man who can handle food in such a way means he is usually a good lover and no doubt Charles was a good lover. But how good?

After dinner we chatted, a continuation of things we started in Goodies Bar and I wanted to know more about his career as a photographer. He was more relaxed and I watched and listened to him enthusiastically describe how it all began. His hand gestures gave indication to an intelligent person. That made him all the more interesting.

Charles suggested we sit and relax on the couch overlooking the sunset through the open veranda windows. He was obviously a romantic…the sunset? How romantic can that be? And it certainly was. Although the industrial buildings the sun was setting behind was not as good as it would have been had it been out in the open countryside, it was still beautiful, especially with him close by.

I leaned to his shoulder and listened to him talking. His voice was soothing and relaxing and I was, with help from the wine too, relaxing. Then he stopped taking and lifted my face to his. I looked up and what I saw was just so scrumptious I began to melt.

“You falling asleep?” he asked. I smiled and shuck my head in reply. “Oh, you went so quiet on me.”

“I was listening to you. You never gave me a chance to say anything.”

“I know, I do sort of go on a little don’t I? Still we have each other this evening and that’s got to be good.”

I nodded my agreement and found myself snuggling up closer to him. The thoughts of Alan had gone from my mind, temporarily of course. Atleast I had some company and I was determined to enjoy it. I hated being alone and I was so scared of loneliness. There was no better person than Charles I would rather be with at that moment. Surely that was allowed?

"Charles...tell me more about the photo-shoot you want me to do?" I asked.

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles

I hadn't meant to lift her face that way it certainly was a very intimate move, almost an invitation to kiss. but we we're sitting so close, sharing so much already, it seemed innocent enough. No more than a friendly touch to get her attention.

I was relieved when she didn't get tense but just accepted my hand as well as my closeness. In fact she moved closer. I felt the warmth of her body next to me. It felt good.

"Charles...tell me more about the photo-shoot you want me to do?" she asked."

It was the farthest thing from my mind right now I was just enjoying being with someone who made me feel like there were no expectations to meet, no promises to keep.

Yet, her question made me think, that's what this dinner was all about. I didn't want to go into detail and in fact there was no point in making a big deal out of it, but she had asked and she seemed eager to learn. "We'll start tomorrow after work, meet me here."Leave the details to me." I said touching the back of her hand and turning to face her more directly. "All you have to do is sit for me and look as beautiful as you look tonight." I looked away embarassed at what I had said.

I felt her hand come to my face much the same as mine had earlier and looked into her eyes as she softly spoke. "A woman likes it when a man tells her she's beautiful, Charles, even if he is just a friend. Thank you."

"I'm just used to being honest and direct. Sometimes its a blessing and sometimes it's a curse.'

"In this case it was very well received." Her hand had left my chin and now rested on top of mine near her lap.

My hand felt good there, too good. I was starting to feel like I wanted more wanted to touch her in a more intimate way and I knew I shouldn't. I pulled away looking towards the kitchen "I need to straighten things up a bit." I said suddenly, disengaging her hand and getting up.

She followed me to the kitchen "Let me help." she said softly. I handed her a towel, relieved that the tension I had felt had broken. She smiled maybe she had felt it too, our bodies asking us to do things we wern't supposed to do. My hands now busy with the task of cleaning up and my mind thinking of things other than how I was feeling, put me at ease with her again.

The sun had long ago set reminding us that it was getting late, "Maybe I should walk you home I said. Off to work again in the morning."

She sighed. "Yes, I guess it is."

I took her arm as we stepped out of the building guidng her down the two flights of steps to the street. It seemed natural to leave my arm lnked in hers as we walked the two blocks to her building.

At her door I took her keys from her and opened her door. "Good night Sarah, thanks for having dinner with me. I'll see you at work tomorrow."

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

There was no way I was going to let him go without showing him my appreciation for dinner. As he was about to leave, I pulled him back inside and kissed him gently on the lips. “Thank you for this evening.”

“My pleasure, really.”

There was a moment of silence as we gazed into each other’s eyes. Then slowly we started to kiss again. This time I was drawn towards him and he responded just as I wanted him to. That kiss meant everything to me. It was deep, passionate and meaningful. I wanted it to happen and it did.

Slowly our lips parted. We came to our senses there and then and we were both embarrassed. He looked at me and I turned away apologising for what had happened, because I had taken the advantage. “No need to apologise Sarah, honestly. I liked it. Thank you.”

I watched him leave, giving him a wave and then listened to his footsteps as he went on his way down the flight of stairs. My heart was still pounding like crazy as I tried to come to my senses. I was a married woman with a loving husband who I loved so much. Why did I feel like I did about this ‘other’ man?

I lay in bed hugging Alan’s pillow for comfort. I could not sleep for thinking about that evening and about Charles, then that kiss that made me feel so good. But my love for Alan was still strong. Charles was just a friend that I had just been acquainted with and that kiss was innocent, nothing more. And I told myself the reason for feeling the way I did was because he was so attractive and that made me feel better.

The following morning began like any other day. Only this time I did not overly make-up with the required products, leaving my hair free flowing naturally. I was first in the office as usual before the other staff arrived, sorting out the scheduled orders. My mind was busily concentrating on the work as I sat at the workstation. I noticed Charles enter the office with his briefcase, but instead of walking to his tiny office first he came over to me directly.

“Great! You look much better this morning. No harm in breaking company rules for once. Are you ready for this?” I nodded my reply and he leaned in to kiss me gently on the nose, smiling at me that sent those flutters up and down my spine. “Thank you for last night. I’ll see you later.”

“When later?”

“Well…I was thinking after normal working hours. Is that OK with you? Afterwards we can pop over to Goodies for a few drinks maybe?”

I agreed and watched him walk away. He looked as good as always in his casuals. I often wondered about that. I suppose being an important member of the staff he could get away with wearing less formal attire. I never saw him in a smart suit like the other men around the building, and started to visualise what he would look like dressed that way. Not only that, it made him stand out amongst the rest, apart from the fact that he was so scrumptious with it.

“Missus Broadhurst! What are you doing?” I looked over at the office manager as his voice boomed across the office. He made a quick dash towards my workstation. “Why are you not correctly attired for the office today?” He was angry and I was lost for giving him an answer. “Well…is there a reason for this?”

“I…well…yes there is a reason.”

“Pray tell me please. What are you doing?”

“It’s alright Ken.” Charles appeared as if from nowhere. “I gave her permission for this one special occasion.” He stood behind me and placed a reassuring hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently. “I am doing a photo-shoot later with Sarah and I wanted that ‘natural’ look.”

“Wait a minute, that isn’t how we do things around here.” Ken replied.

“Well it is now. So there is your reason and that’s it.”

Ken turned and walked away like a reprimanded puppy-dog with his tail between his legs. I looked up at Charles and he winked and smiled at me. I think we both enjoyed that moment, seeing the pompous officer manager undermined in such a way in front of the rest of the staff that watched on in delighted amazement. It was long due in coming, and it sort of made us both the ‘heroes of the day’

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles

I was gloating, something I didn't do often but today I was really enjoying putting Ken, the Office Manager in his place. He was always challenging my authority as if he knew all about the importance of his staff to the photography department. He didn't really have a clue and I think he was just jealous of my relationship with his 'girls'. As I winked at Sarah I could tell that she was enjoying the sense of victory also and I felt proud of her for standing her ground. I doubt that I would have held up without her and felt another bond begin to grow between us.

" Another bond I thought again, and when had it all started and what did it mean? I knew where it had started. That natural affinity that certain people have for each other, I would be a fool to deny that this 'attraction' didn't exist. The good night kiss as innocent as it started out and as passion filled that it had become, only confirmed the fact. Even though we were embarrased that it happened I was glad that it did. As I walked home the taste of her mouth still on mine and the fragrance of her presense still with me, I smiled a contented sort of smile a smile that said 'happy'. Not diconcerted because I had kissed some other mans wife, shared with her an intimacy that maybe that should be reserved for him but happy.

One reason for this happiness was a sense of confidence that had come over me and a knowing that I could take it where ever I wanted to, and at no time would I feell that I was taking advantage of Sarah or causing her any aniety. We were both adults behaving in a very adult way. Enjoying each others company and respecting each others values.

Another reason was that it was fun to be with her and I couldn't help planning ahead to include her in my life as much as she wanted to be included.

My thank you kiss in the morning was a genuine, no strings attached kiss meant only to say I was happy to see her. "

As the day progressed I planned, thinking how much I'd enjoy showing her the photo lab in the basement. Share with her some of my recent shots and take some of her. No point in waiting I thought, she was ready for this and so was I.

She was waiting by the elevator when I arrived, the hallway was empty as most of the workers had gone home. I took her arm and held the door as we stepped inside.The doors shut in front of us and we were on our way down, sharing a welcome silence at the end of a busy day.

Our conversation became antimated as I paged through a book of some of the latest photos I had taken. She was genuinely interested in my work and I found her questions inteligent and sincere. She wasn't trying to patronize me and I felt another bond, her honesty which meant I could trust her completely and the feeling that she trusted me as well.

"Most of my work is done with digital equpment." I explained. I put a disc in the computer and projected a photo on a screen. I turned down the lights and then with few keystrokes and some mouse movements described how some photos were enhanced to make them more attractive.

"Is that what you're going to do to mine she quippd mischeviously."

I laughed. "No sarah, I think yours will be fine just the way they come out ofthe camera."

"We'll see won't we she added."

I knew she was ready so I led her to as backdrop where she could sit on a cushioned bench. I adjusted thelighting and warned that the lights would be bright to eliminate unwanted shadows and if she got uncomfortable to let me know. She sat down as if ignoring my concern, eager to get startd. I stepped back and viewed her image through the camera and then moving back to her again took her arm and moved it more into her lap. I cupped her chin in my hand and tipped her a little more upwards and to one side. I pulled a whisp of hair from her forehead nad tucked it behind her ear, As I conintinued to make adjsutments with her clothes, her body, she accepted my touch without becoming anxious even to the point where I began to realize maybe I was overdoing it a bit.Every touch sent a vibration though my body and the simple gesture of moving her handcrted an intimate feeling. She looked at me as I moved around front again and I saw a misty look in her eyes.
"Perfect!" I exclaimed making her start a bit, and quickly I moved back behind the camera, and began shooting. "Dont' move I cautioned as I shot different angles and stepped forward and back again, then moving from one side to the other. I was surprised to feel my skn become moist and I realized she must be feeling the heat too.
"Done!" I said as I lowered my camera and handed her a towel. I went to the water cooler and got us each a paper cup full of water. I turned down the lights till they were just a dull glow and sat down on the bench beside her.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

"It really does get hot under those lights doesn’t it?” I said, blowing a wisp of my hair from my face. The cool water was refreshing and much needed. I started to open a few buttons on my blouse to let some cool air get to my skin and I noticed Charles watching…looking at me. I think I knew what he was thinking.

He smiled, embarrassed by the fact that I had caught his glare off guard, then he stood and waked to the equipment, explaining further how this and that worked. But all I wanted there and then was a shower of some kind to cool me down further. Showering after work was something I always did religiously and I thought it was the right time to go home.

I stood up and replaced my jacket. “Thank you for this morning by the way. Ken can be a real pain in the butt sometimes.”

“Ay no problem. It was long overdue.” Charles got the hint I wanted to leave and he started to shutdown the equipment. “I’ll drive you home. You know that I only live a few blocks away. I think I will give Goodies a miss this evening.”

“Oh. You feeling ok?” I asked.

“Sure. I had a pretty heavy day and I need some different relaxation to drinking. I might watch a movie or read a book or something.”

“Same here. I wasn’t really into going to Goodies myself.” I replied. Then I was ready to ask my question. I wanted his company for sure, but not shared with others. “Would you like to join me in a quiet evening? I have some food I can easily make us a quick dinner?”

He smiled and looked at me. “OK, what movies do you have?”

I started to list the DVD movie collection we had and I mentioned one in particular that made him click his fingers, beckoning me to stop. “That’s the one…I never saw that one yet. Do you mind if I join you then?”

“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to invite you. So…what are we waiting for? Lets go.”

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles

I didn't even give it a second thought as I took her arm and we headed for the elevator that would take us to the main floor. In the lobby I nodded to the night guard and he winked back.
This wasn't he'd seen me walk out late with an attractive office girl. Then he as he looked Sarah over he signaled his approval with a 'thumbs up'.

I signaled back out of habit and wondered after we were in the street heading for my car, about the little scenario back in the lobby.

Was Sarah in reality just another woman I had become attracted to and decided to persue and if she was, why had I chosen a married woman. I thought I had a hard and fast rule aginst that.

Or was it different with Sarah,aside from the fact that I was attracted to her I also thought of her as a friend. And as a friend why should it be so out of line to want to spend time with her and share with her something in my life that was important to me, like my love for photography.

That was it I concluded as I helpd her into my car, even though every time I touched her I felt that sense of wanting more, It was our friendship that motivated my behavior.

The ride in the car was quiet and subdued, both of us unwinding from a hectic day and the additional time spent in the lab. As we stepped into her appartment, she stripped off her jacket and turning to me, exclaimed.

"I can't wait to get in the shower." Noticing my look of surprise, she smiled, "Oh I forgot about you...well... fix yourself a drink. She pointed toward the liquor cabinet, or...."

My look wasn't because of what she had said but how she had said it, so naturally like she accepted my presence into her personal life, that she trusted me.

" Another bond,I thought, this one about allowing herself to be vulnerable. I felt vulnerable too but it wasn't an uneasy feeling rather one that gave me a sense of freedom, of being able to be myself. I had experienced that feeling from the start but now with this new intimacy shared the feeling was amplified and felt even better."

'Look, I can go home and shower ...."

She seemed disappointed or maybe just confused. "But why?" she asked and then put her hand to her mouth to hide a giggle. "What I rally meant was why not... shower here. It would be a waste of time for you to go all the way home and then come back."

"That's true I conceded but..." I looked down at my wrinkled shirt and pants...

"Yes, I see..." Her concerted face brightened. "You could borrow one of Alans smoking jackets." She grinned. "He never smoked but he has at least a dozen. You're both about the same size." She looked me up and down unabasedly.

"Great." I said. Glad to know that I wouldn't be sitting around all night with out cleaning up. "You first then." I added smiling, not completely at ease but wanting to do what I needed to make this evening enjoyable for both of us.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

My offer to Charles was genuine. I now regarded Charles as a friend and someone I could now trust. He lived alone and so did I, and there was nothing wrong with us getting to know more about each other.

My marriage to Alan had isolated me from old friends. I had become so devoted to him that I grew blind to that fact. Charles had not only opened my eyes about this, but my mind too. I was re-discovering a kind of ‘freedom’ that I had missed during the past six months. And those few friends I had began to respect our privacy, contact almost diminished apart from the occasional telephone call.

Whilst we drove home I felt a need to get closer to him. Afterall, what harm could it do, it was just the two of us and nobody else. His touches had triggered off feelings inside of me and I wanted to explore them further. But how could I do that without throwing myself at him?

Once he was inside my apartment. I was like a black widow spider; and I was going to take this as far as I could and devour as much of him as possible. Charles was mine for now and I knew he liked me enough to go along with my plan and my shyness suddenly disappeared. I suggested that he could stay and shower, even share Alan’s clothes for that evening, but I sensed that he was pensive about that. I had to be careful not to give him the wrong impressions.

I stepped into the shower, leaving the bathroom door open so that if he wanted he could see and hear me. I was sending him a clear message that I trusted him. Then after my shower I wrapped myself with a towel and not the bathrobe, walked back into the lounge where he was sifting through the DVD collection and I stood beside him.

“Ok, it’s all yours.”

 

[prometheus 2]

Charles

Iwas seeing a change in Sarah in the car and later when we were inside the privacy of her appartment. It wasn't shocking or unpleasant for me, in fact I secretly hopped I was maybe the cause of her new behavior.

One of the reasons I liked her and felt comfortable being with her was her self assurance and sense of direction. She was the kind of woman who knew what she wanted and set out to get it. Not in a mean spirited or self serving way but with a persuasive yet sharing attitude. she knew that in order to achieve her goals she needed to respect other peoples needs also.

When she purposely left the bathroom door open I knew it as a bit of a game that she was playing with no harm intended and that whatever the outcome she would accept the consequences. Also it meant that she trusted me not to barge in and make an ass of myself but that if I wanted the to stir my imagination by being on the edge of the sound and possible sight of the intimacy of her bathing, she would not only allow that but might include some fantacy of her own. I didn't need an excuse to turn my head towrd the sound of running water and the sureal sight of her body through the translucent shower door. For a photgrapher it was almost better than if she had left the shower door open. Every movement she made caused my heart to leap to my throat as I anticipated a different view, a new prospective. She was a photograpers dream, her movements so natural, her poise so exacting, her body perfectly perportioned.

I turned away suddenly needing that drink. All kinds of wild ideas were going though my mind. I knew then and there that someday I would have to photograph her in the nude. I had no idea how this was possibly going to happen I just knew I would not be content until it did.

I had just poured myself a rather stiff scotch and was mindlessly sifting through Sarah's DVD colection when I felt her presence behind me. Turning I looked into her eyes


"“Ok, it’s all yours" I heard he say and my eyes traveld downward to where a towel the same color as her wet hair draped her body.


No, not that, silly! she quiped. "The shower."

I grinned knowing that she noticed and apprecaited my look of approval.

In the shower I didn't loose any time,leaving the door to the bathroom open as she had, washing quickly only pausing a moment to imagine her outside watching me as I ahd watched her. when I stepped out she wasn'tthere but a fresh towel and a selection of robes were set on the counter. I toweled off and looking through the robes felt a tinge of guilt. Even though Sarah seemed to have no misgivings about me wearing Alans clothes I just couldn't bring myself to put one of his robes on .Then I noticed one with a price tag still attached and slipped into it knowing at least he hadn't worn that one.
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Taking a deep breath I returned to the living room and seeing Sarah already settled with a drink in her hand and one freshened up for me on the coffee table, sat down beside her.

"This is the one you want isn't it? she asked as the title came on the screen."

"Yes, This is the one I want." I said as I put my arm around her shoulder and turned to face her.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

As Charles was showering I found the movie he wanted to see. It happened to be one of Alan’s favourites and mine. And for a brief moment my mind drifted back to that first time we both saw it at the cinemaplex. Just then, I had almost forgotten to fetch Charles the towels and robes he would need and I quickly dashed into the bedroom to find them, loosing the towel around me in haste.

As I gathered the towels and robes I slowly crept to the bathroom door, still naked. Charles was busily showering; I could see him through the translucent glass…naked. I daringly went in and placed the items on the counter, then dashed out again, grabbing my robe from its place behind the door on the way out.

I was thinking to myself whether he had noticed me or not as I loaded the DVD player. I was alone with him and he was now using my shower. I poured myself a drink and refreshed his just before he emerged, rubbing his hair dry with a towel and I noticed that he had chosen one of the new robes that Alan had not worn. It was my guess that he would go for that one over the rest. I was more convinced that Charles atleast had respect…and I admired him for that.

Charles sat beside me on the couch as the movie started. His arm slid over my shoulders and I moved closer to him, letting him know that I was happy with the situation. He looked at me and I was drawn to his sexy eyes, unable to resist them as I placed my hand inside his robe and feeling his chest upon my fingertips.

“Thank you for joining me this evening Charles. I really appreciate your company.” I said. He turned his head to look at the TV and then surprisingly he picked up the remote control and clicked it off. “What are you doing?”

“I think we should watch this movie later, don’t you?”

I replied with a smile as we both leaned in slowly to kiss. This time the kiss was more relaxed and I yielded to him more as it grew deeper with passion. No surprises this time…it was what we both wanted. It was what I needed too. It had been a long time since I felt such passion from another man other than Alan, and it felt so good and so…sensually erotic. Charles gave me what I expected him to give. Even though we were still almost strangers…I was willing to share my love with him, atleast for that moment.

I could feel his hand touch then squeeze my covered breast as we embraced. I wanted him so badly to feel my skin, open the robe and feel his fingertips on my nipple. I think I sent the right signal there and then as I allowed the kiss to grow even more passionate in response. He opened my robe and with gentleness, he cupped my breast in his hand as we stopped kissing. No words were spoken as we gazed into each other’s eyes.

His eyes drifted down and he looked at how aroused I had become. I closed my eyes as he gently ran his thumb over my nipple. Then I felt the wetness of his lips touch it, sending tingles and waves of pleasure through me as he kissed and teased.

 

[Prometheus2]

I knew exactly what I wanted when I turned the TV off and turned towards her. Her smile answered my question and as we came together in a kiss of passion and resolve, I knew she wanted the same. We both felt the urgency, the need to plunge directly into the center of our passion. If we waited or took it slow it might not happen, we might get cold feet, back off and loose the opportunity to share the pleasure that we longed for.

“This is how it should be.” I thought as my hand found her bare breast and my thumb felt the textured stiffness of her nipple. No looking back, no questioning the future, just the pleasure of this wonderful moment.

And then the next one, as my mouth replaced my fingers and my tongue gently swirled around teasing the tender tip as my mouth engulfed as much of her breast as possible. My hand had found her other breast and teased the nipple there as well as my mouth continued to feast eagerly alternately drawing the nipple in, suckling for a moment, and then releasing it to circle the rounded mound of soft warm flesh with soft yet firm kisses.


In the next moment I looked up to see her eyes closed and her head thrown back. She arched towards me wanting me close again snd her hands reached out and pulled my face back into the heat of her breasts. I felt an urgency that matched my own and while I kissed and fondled and suckled at her breasts, she pulled my robe from my shoulders and arms, her fingers finding my bare chest roaming incessantly back and forth, up and down.

In the next moment I removed her robe as well and as it puddled behind her on the couch I urged her naked body backward and down into the velvet softness of the couch.

I wanted her now! There would be time for slow languid love play later, if after this insistent need to couple was met, we discovered that we wanted and needed more.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

That feel of his tender caresses on my breasts just sent me overboard. I realised how much I was missing being loved in that way. I took it for granted that Alan and I had slipped into a habit of “regular” sex. It had been a long time since Alan had even touched me like Charles was…and it was so wonderful!

I eased the bathrobe from his shoulders, giving him indication that I wanted to go further. Then I allowed him to remove my own robe completely, so that he could see me for who and what I was…I didn’t mind; I was now able to trust him. I knew he would want it as much as I did.

His gaze settled upon my neatly trimmed mound. “May I?” he asked. He was so polite I could not believe it. Nobody that I can remember ever asked first like that, not even Alan. I smiled at him, giving him my reply as he ran his fingers down my navel. They didn’t stop there. I anticipated them touching and opening me, exploring my private domain, but instead he gently stroked along the slit with small massages that sent tingles through me.

“That’s so nice, thankyou.” I replied.

“I’m not the type to rush into things. I know how to treat a lady when it’s required. You are really something, you know that.”

“In what way?” I asked.

“Well…here was I looking at your face…when all the time you have a beautiful body that matches most of those models I have ever known so far. No…it’s better than those.”

The short pause we had come to allowed us to talk. I listened to him, but didn’t really take it all as being honest. All men can exaggerate when they are in such situations, I knew that. I leaned up, my legs over his laps slightly open and looked into his eyes once more. “Do you really mean what you just said Charles, be honest with me?”

“Of course I mean it. Sarah, you are…”

I put my fingers to his lips to stop him from saying anymore. “Don’t…just let us be together and do as we feel that is right between us. Let’s not get into any complications…just simple feelings…ok?” No sooner had I said that I could feel his finger pressing gently into me, seeking out my bud and touching it. I was already aroused and sensitive and he knew exactly what I liked and how I wanted to be even more aroused. I lay back with my head resting on the cushion and opened up my thighs to him more. “Yes…that feels so good Charles. So good.”

With gentleness, he parted my petals and began to massage. I could see him tasting his fingers, approving of my nectar that I yielded to him. And now I wanted to feel him inside of me, wanting him to invade my inner secrets, to share it all with him.

Surely this was our secret. Who else but us needed to know?

Charles stopped, as I was about to feel the sensations growing stronger within me. I found myself riding to his fingers, getting carried away. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “Don’t you like it?”

“It’s not that. I don’t want you too get to excited before we really begin.” He moved my legs to stand and then removed his robe. He was just as aroused as I was and amazingly well developed. His penis was so hard, like nothing I ever imagined it to be like. “I hope you like what you see?”

I lay back on my arm and admired him. Not only the size, but also the way it was. He was big and I don’t think I ever saw one so…handsome. He sat beside me and together we held each other tightly in embrace, falling into another long and passionate kiss.

 

[Prometheus2]

The kiss left us both breathless, we pulled apart and sat there for a moment collecting our thoughts, sorting out our emotions.

She was so much more than I had expected, not only her physical beauty, her face her body, but the way she had responded to my kiss, my touch. The way she had looked at me as I stood naked in front of her. I wanted to have her touch my penis, find out how it felt in her hand before it was inside her. And I wanted to touch and look at her again.

I raised my hand and touched her cheek tracing a path across it to her ear and behind it to thread my fingers through her hair. As my hand moved downward to her throat, between her breasts, my fingers gently massaged the soft flesh. I cupped each breast as my eyes feasted again on their beauty. She watched my hand for a while as it continued its’ downward journey and then her hand moved towards me. I smiled as she softly encircled my shaft, feeling a sense of sharing as my fingers threaded through the trim curls on her mound and dipped between her thighs. She moved to open herself up to my exploring hand and I held my breath as I felt the heat from below envelope it.
“You’re beautiful.” I said softly, “Like a precious flower.” My cupped hand slid between her thighs exploring the valley between them and the sot buttery outer petals. My middle finger slipped between them feeling the moist inner petals. As I touched I watched in fascination as the white turned to pink and then deep dark red at the entrance to her vagina. My finger dipped into a clear pool of liquid as I watched and bringing it outward, I circled the petals teasing them with the heated moisture. Once again my fingers dipped two this time and cupping collected more. This time I raised them to Sarah's lips.

"Taste how beautiful you are." I whispered. She guided my hand to her mouth and then to mine. I tasted and inhaled her scent and whispered once again. "So beautiful."

Her hand had been busy as well and as she stroked the hardness of my shaft, she milked a liquid stream of syrupy pre cum from its tip. She smiled and brought the liquid to her lips and mine as well. We looked in each others eyes and knew we were ready each waiting for the other to begin.

Even though I was anxious to be inside her, I didn't want to crush her beneath me on the couch she was too much a woman to just be taken that way. Instead I reached around and pulled her leg over on top of my lap she smiled and changed her weight and straddled me, her knees alongside of my hips. Between us my shaft stood tall and throbbing My hands went to her butt and raised her at the same time that she put her hands on my shoulders. We looked into each others eyes and seeing wonder and surprise, our bodies came together.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

As I looked deep into Charles’ eyes I felt a rush through my body like cool fire. It was that feeling I always had with Alan and previous lovers I was about to make passionate love with. But this time it was slightly different, because what I was about to do had an element of risk tied in with it. “I should not be doing this,” my subconscious kept on telling me repeatedly.

Those eyes and that stare were irresistible, as he guided the gorgeous bulbous head of his cock between my waiting petals. I jerked down slightly, helping to complete his entry and felt his stiffness penetrate deeper into me. Oh it felt so good…and I wanted it. The feeling took my breath away slightly, because he was so hard and not least so big. That feeling of fullness was truly amazing.

I opened my eyes and whispered; “Don’t move…let me.” He smiled back, his hands squeezing my buttocks. “I want to be in control.” Then he nodded, giving me his consent. I was always the one who had to take control in the position that we found ourselves in and I only hoped that he would ride this with me until atleast we were both ready to cum together.

I began with short tiny jerks, watching him gasp and close his eyes with that feel of initial pleasure. It was hard to control my own excitement, but I wanted us both to get the most from this. I set my rhythm, increasing the jerks so that I could feel his length taking all my depth with each and every push. His hands moved to cup my breasts and he gently squeezed, thumbing my nipples that made me want to go faster…but no, I was in control. “Oh, don’t cum yet, please” I whispered. “Ride it with me all the way…yesss!”

I wanted that feeling to grow. My orgasm was only just beginning to rise and seeing him trying to hold back as much as he could I slowed down the pace and gripped his cock with my vagina, holding him. But, I saw him hold his breath and I knew he was desperate to cum there and then.

I quickly withdrew his cock and held it in my hand as it fired the first stream of hot cum over my chest and between my breasts. The third and second waves spilled over my fingers. And no doubt he was waiting for that release with so much desire and expectation. I knew at that moment that he had been so long without sex up to that moment.

I stroked every drop of cum from his shaft and I never saw a man produce as much as he did. That alone was a pleasure to see and feel. But I wanted more, and Charles was not going to get away so easily. We had the rest of the night to ourselves, and I was ready to show him how much I really needed to share with him.

“I’m sorry Sarah, I didn’t mean to cum so quickly. I couldn’t help myself. You’re so…”

I pressed my fingers to his lips, allowing him to suck them deep into his mouth, tainted with his own cum, allowing him to taste himself as well as silence him. “It’s ok, the rest of the night is ours Charles. I have not done with you yet.”

 

[Prometheus2]

When she began with short quick jerks and then increasing the tempo and length,I knew I was in trouble. Trouble because I wanted to savor every bit of this first time together and I had mistakenly thought that by letting her take control I could relax and enjoy the ride. It hadn’t happened that way however as I soon sensed in her a need for urgency as she rode out her passion. This need was transmitted to my body as well and I closed my eyes to block out the visual stimulation that I knew would only enhance my own urgency. Again I had made a mistake for in my mind I conjured up a vision of that place we were so intimately united, her petal entrance rising and falling on my hot throbbing shaft, My cock disappearing into the deep red interior only to almost instantly reappear, glistening with the nectar it had been bathed in, only to be sucked inside again. As this pleasurable event played over and over I soon reached the point of no return. I came.....ins spite of he atempt at cooling meoff by pulling my cock from the heat of her pussy.

As my apologies were silenced by her promise of more to come, I pulled her to me giving her a kiss of gratitude and then cupping her face in my hands I made a promise of my own. “Yes, Sarah we do have all night and I’m not the kind of guy who rolls over and goes to sleep after the first time around.”

My penis had gone to semi hardness and as I traced a path with my fingers down between her breasts, I saw that her nipples that had just a few minutes ago had been hard nubbins of supple flesh had softened and melted into the texture of her aureoles. There was soft flush at her throat and on her cheeks that reminded me of what I already knew, I owed her at least one orgasm.

“Shower?” I said seeing my cum start to harden where I had spurted it so spontaneously across her body. It was more a statement than a question and she nodded , reluctantly rising away from me and turned toward the bathroom, her left hand behind her back beckoning me to follow. I caught her hand and rose up behind her, wanting to keep any physical contact I could. She squeezed my hand and together we headed for the shower.

After helping each other wash, we used a couple fresh towels to take turns rubbing each other dry, both of us wanting to again keep the physical bond between us intact.

“Where to now?” she said quickly and instead of answering her or even looking at her I picked her up and as she squealed in delight I carried her into the bedroom. One shaded light near the mirror was all that was on, but it was enough to see the desire in each others eyes as I lowered her to the bed.

“Just a minute, Charles she said softly and jumping up disappeared into a walk in closet. A few seconds later she reappeared.

I stood speechless for a moment at the sight in front of me. She had put on a powder blue teddy, its translucent lacy front accented curvaceous body, the dim light only enhanced her natural beauty. I suddenly wished I had a camera in my hands. “You’re Beautiful!” I said simply. She did a pirouette and then curtsied . The fabric falling away from her breasts revealed the creamy curvature of each globe. I caught my breath and almost instantly was ready to make love to her again.

“You like, she whispered? "This one is new. I was ...saving it for a special occasion. I wondered had she bought it after we had talked that first time about something other than our work. Had she been looking forward to this event the same as I had, doing the things that would lead up to the inevitable conclusion that was now taking place. If so I was happy that she wanted it as much as me that it was something that she wasn’t doing just to please me, or worse to get even with Alan for choosing his job over her happiness.

“well?’ she continued her eyes bright with excitement thinking my silence was because I was liking it very much. In truth it was partly so, she was even more desirable shrouded in the mystery of her night wear than if she were naked. I wanted her very much.

But first...( I had decided while we were still in the shower and she was cleaning the last of my cum from my penis.)...First it was my turn to give her the release she had so eagerly allowed me.
Taking her hand I led her to the bed and motioned for her to sit. I kneeled at the edge of the bed between her legs. Raising first one and then the other, I placed them on my shoulders and leaned toward her. Slowly I pushed the hem of her teddy upwards revealing her soft mons. I turned my head to the side and placed my cheek on it. Sucking in my breath I began kissing the length of one smooth thigh and then turning my head, the other. From there I moved closer toward my goal my tongue tracing a line that followed her slit from its juncture in front around the circled entrance and back again to the front. My hands caught her hands, lifting them from the bed and causing her to fall backwards. She took a deep breath as I continued teasing her pussy with my tongue. Every time I came close to the entrance I pulled away and moved to a different area, forward and then back ,one side and then the other. she bucked against me when she thought I was close to separating her petals and invading her. Quickly I plunged my tongue inside and then out again just as fast. She moaned and her hands were at my head urging me closer. She was so hot and wet and I plunged voraciously inside drawing out her nectar to spread it upward towards her hooded clit circling it I momentarily sucked it inside my mouth and then returned to suckled her entrance again. She moaned and began to buck against me when I did this again and her legs tightened against my neck.

“Oh god. Charles suck my clit! make me cum!”

My mouth went to her clit and pulled it inside. Eagerly I sucked at it, burying my face into her mons

“Yesssss!! oh god yes!” I heard her cry above the roar of blood in my own head. and then she softened. Her body limp as a rag collapsed around me and I smiled.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

He was gentle and understanding, I thought as he washed my body in the shower with so much consideration and care for my personal privacy. Alan and I never shared those intimate moments, even though I gave hints, it was something he did not do, or want to do. And then to caressingly dry me as he did…never before had any man done this to me with so much affection. Charles made me feel special and wanted.

There was no doubt…this man knew what I liked. The oral sex he gave me was so intense, so heavenly. It was as if he had known me for months. He knew where I wanted to be touched, teased and stimulated in that certain way. And he gently took me to an orgasm, of the likes I had never felt before.

I rode it, savouring every split second that seemed to last almost forever. But I did not cum to climax. I held myself back; using the same methods I had learned with Alan. It was my secret, and even though I never released, I still enjoyed that intense feeling. I wanted to save myself until later, experiment further with my own feelings. I just hoped that Charles did not realise at that point when I gave him indication, with my screams that I had not cum as intensely as I could have.

As I lay with my legs still across his shoulders, we gazed into each other’s eyes. I returned a smile of appreciation and he seemed to slip instantly into deep thought. He took some of the moisture from my petals and lay over me, allowing me to share it from his fingers.

“What are you thinking about Charles?” I asked. He did not answer, but slowly we closed in and our lips and tongues met in a deep and passionate kiss. A kiss that was so meaningful. And I realised there and then…I was falling in love with this man. I not only wanted him sexually, but I felt as if I needed him to be here with me for as long as I could have him and share with him.

Was it possible to feel that way about two men at the same time? Doubts and questions began to flood into my mind. Oh my god…what was happening to me?

I quickly pushed Charles from me. I sat up against the pillow and drew my legs closer to me, resting my head on my knees. He was shocked by my instant rejection.

“What’s the matter Sarah… what did I do? Tell me?” He sat beside me and I let him touch my face with his fingers as I fell into deep thoughts about what I was getting myself into. “Tell me what I did wrong…please?”

“Nothing Charles…it’s not you. It’s me.” I felt like a whore and worst of all I felt as if I was cheating. I was confused with all those things I was thinking about.

“You want me to leave?” he asked.

“No…please don’t!” I grabbed his hand. I did not want him to go. I did not want to be alone. I had to explain to him how I felt before going any further. I needed to know for sure how he really felt about me. It was an interval for reflection before we could go any further.

“Maybe you should explain Sarah…please?”

“First of all, I need you to know one thing. I’m not a whore for what we just did. Please don’t think that. And you know that I love Alan, I’m not trying to hurt him in anyway.”

“Sarah, I understand that. And I never saw you as a whore. It never even entered my thoughts, believe me.” I watched him closely as he spoke. “I thought you wanted this to happen as much as I did…” He was being sincere and truthful; I knew that by the way he replied. “If you have any doubts about this then I think its best we call it off. Go our separate ways and think it through?”

That was not what I wanted. Not then. But he was right; we did need to think about our situation. I was falling in love with him and it had to be both ways for it to work. We needed time to think. All I needed to hear from his lips was his undying affirmation that he felt the same way as I did.

 

[Prometheus2]

I knew it the moment I felt her give in to her body’s need, when the passion overcame her and she relaxed below me. I knew that she wanted more than than that, the same as I had wanted more after I had given in to my need too. Our bodies giving in to the physical need but our minds off somewhere else. In the middle was an emotional tug of war, mind against body each one wanting control. As it was we were both in a state of limbo.

I should have known it would happen I told myself I should have known that sex alone wasn’t what we were looking for. If I had wanted just that I would have chosen a safe unattached girl. One who was looking for quick passion filled night or a short torid affair. Why would Sarah want this for gods sake. Alan would be home to visit soon, she could have sex and love too just by waiting a while. She didn’t need me just for sex. obviously there was something more or she wouldn’t be taking the risk.

The question now was where we were going from here. We had said all the things that led up to that conclusion, now was the time to decide. I didn’t want to loose her, she meant that much to me. I was a typical male having sex led to falling in love and then moving on to making love. For me what we had just had wasn’t sex even though we had both received a gift from the other. It wasn’t a sharing experience and left me feeling empty instead of full.

I thought about what I just said, about going our separate ways. Did I want that?

“No.!” I said suddenly, there's too much happening here for us to take a chance by separating, besides, how could we deal with tomorrow, when we met at work, when we looked in each others eyes and realized how much we were missing.

Suddenly I had the answer. I took her hand and held it in mine. “Come to New York with me.” I said.

“What?” shelooked at me like I was crazy. "New York, why? Whats going on Charles.I hope your not trying to be funny.”

“No.” I said. “ I have never been more serious in my life”

. I went on to explain to her that the company had asked me last week if I wanted to attend a Cosmetics Expo in New York. I hadn't told her because I couldn’t decide if I hould go and leave her stranded like Alan had. I would be going there incognito. No one was to know,, as far work was concerned I would be taking a holiday in the Bahamas.

I would become James Taylor independant buyer for a week but actually spying on the major competitors from around the world, learning their trade secrets for Lyton. I’d fill her in on the details later. We could leave as soon as she was ready, all expenses would be picked up by Lyton cosmetics.

I finished by saying “You will be traveling as my wife. How would you like to be Mrs. James Taylor for a week? I looked at her expectantly.

“You mean how would I like to be James Taylors whore!” she spat the words out like they were poison and turned her head away.

“It doesn’t have to be that way Sarah. We’ll wipe the slate clean, start out as friends, but we need to get away from here away from work, away from this apartment, away from this bedroom. She refused to look at me.

“Just go home, Charles. Maybe we can discuss this in the morning" she finally turned. “No wait after all this I can’t be alone, just come to bed and hold me tonight, give me that at least." There were tears in her eyes, I coudn’t refuse. I didn’t want to.

 

[Sienna]

Sarah...

The offer he explained seemed unrefusable. I had never been to those places and I might never at all with Alan, destined to be a wife and mother for as long as life permitted in its present state. But it reminded me of those whores. The one’s you hire to pretend to be a wife or girlfriend, to impress other businessmen. Then the occasional nights of sex thrown in…no love, no feelings, just a convenient commodity. Could he not see what I wanted him to say to me?

After asking him to leave, I grabbed his hand and pulled him back onto the bed. “No wait after all this I can’t be alone, just come to bed and hold me tonight, give me that at least?" I asked. The tears began to show as I felt so alone and maybe hasty in my decision and thoughts. I didn’t want him to go…because I loved him.

He ran his hand over my face and I leaned closer to him, holding him tightly. “I want you so much…I really do.” I could see by the look on his face I had sent him into confusion. “When I say this, I want you to tell me with honesty…”

“Tell you what Sarah?”

“That…you love me.”