The Delivery {Closed for Leetah and PogueMahone}

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone whistled to himself as he drove the delivery van along a quiet suburban street. This was one of his favorite parts of his job, being able to get out of the store and drive around making deliveries. If anyone found out about how much time he killed just driving around when he was supposed to be working he’d have been fired a long time ago. It wasn’t that he didn’t like working in the store, it was just the freedom of driving through the peaceful streets that seemed to enliven his day.

He’d been working at Talber’s electronics for the last six months after graduating from college. He was taking a year off before deciding what he wanted to do with the rest of his life and selling electronics was a relatively easy job. Steve was mostly happy with his life except for the fact that he hadn’t had a date in over two months. It wasn’t that he wasn’t attractive, his long blonde hair and blue eyes had drawn enough looks from the ladies in the past to alleviate that suspicion. It was that most of the women his own age just acted so young. True, he wasn’t exactly the most responsible adult in the world but he did have a lead on most of the drunken idiots of his generation.

Glancing down at the invoice that sat on the seat beside him, Steve thought back to the couple who had ordered the television he was supposed to be delivering. They had come in Saturday morning when he was the only salesperson there and wanted to look at the selection of televisions. The husband had been something of a know-it-all; he’d obviously been reading all the latest A/V magazines before coming to the shop. Steve hated dealing with people like that, it was a television not brain surgery. As the husband had gone on about the resolutions of each different set, Steve had noticed his wife watching him carefully. Dismissing her glances as nothing out of the ordinary, Steve had continued to try and sell the couple a television. After an hour and a half of indecision, they finally settled on one. After paying for it, the husband had asked about the store’s free delivery policy. He’d caused some fuss when he found out that Steve wouldn’t be able to deliver the set until Monday morning but finally he calmed down and left the store. As she had left the store, the wife had looked back over her shoulder and with a smile told him, “I’ll see you Monday morning.”

Steve glanced at the address on the invoice as he turned into a driveway. This was supposed to be the place, he thought to himself as he climbed down out of the van. He ran his fingers through his hair as he proceeded up the driveway to knock politely on the door. “Hello, Talber’s electronics.” He announced as he saw someone moving around inside the house.

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons awoke Monday morning with a tingle of anticipation. Today was the day that the new television set would be delivered by that absolutely delicious salesman. She was surprised at herself, and the thoughts that had run through her head ever since she and Dan had gone to Talber's Electronics on Saturday. Angela had been in agreement with Dan that they could use a new set, but she hated shopping with him. He always acted like such a jerk about any new applicance they looked at, pretending that he already knew everything that the salesperson tried to tell them. She just stepped back and let him do the talking, making himself look like a total idiot, while she just stood back and studied things around the store. She couldn't help but notice how handsome the man that waited on them was. He had such thick, long blond hair, she found herself wanting to run her fingers through it, and those deep blue eyes of his! She kept sneaking glances at him as he talked to Dan, being very polite and nice, even when Dan was acting like the proverbial pompous ass. He would ask her opinion occasionally, trying to make it seem as if he cared what she thought, even though they both knew he didn't. He just like to try to impress other people by how 'nice' he was to his wife. After he had taken up an hour and half of the man's time, he finally made a decision. Dan had thrown a fit, of course, when he'd found out that the television couldn't be delivered that day, as he was leaving on a business trip on Sunday, and wouldn't be back until the following weekend, but eventually had agreed to the Monday delivery. As he paid for their purchase, Angela had watched the salesman closely, trying not to be obvious in her perusal of him. He was very nicely dressed, but she could catch a hint of muscle beneath his clothes. She found herself wondering what those muscles would look like without so many clothes.

As they prepared to leave finally, Angela had glanced back at the handsome man once more and said "I'll see you Monday morning." She'd given him her brightest smile, and was pleased when he returned it. When they'd gotten in the car, Dan had gone on and on about what a great deal he'd cut and how he'd taken full advantage of the salesman. She sat and murmured "Yes, dear," occasionally, all the while thinking of Monday. She began to wonder if she might actually work up the courage to make something happen with the man when he delivered the television. He appealed to her in a way that no one had for years. Dan just didn't turn her on any more. He hadn't even before she'd found out he'd cheated on her five years ago, but that had made it worse. She'd never told him she'd caught him, but she found she really didn't much care what he did, as long as he left her alone. A few years before, Dan had decided he was tired of 'plain old sex' as he had put it, and he began to want to do more and more kinky things. Angela had no problem with trying new things, but as Dan began to want to 'dominate' her all the time, and had begun to bring real pain into their intimacy, she finally had enough and said so. He had gotten mad and stormed out, after she wouldn't let him tie her up and bring in another woman to 'assist' him in their sexual escapades, and since then, there had been no sex. It had been somewhat difficult, as Angela had always been a passionate person, but she had managed to satisfy herself fairly well with 'toys' since that time. She'd never cheated on Dan at all, and really never had been tempted....until now.

So, early that Monday morning, she'd risen and gotten into the shower, washed her hair and shaved herself all over, and then applied just a light touch of makeup. Then she'd dressed in a sleevless white blouse tucked into a pair of denim shorts; nothing too overly provocative, but at the same time, innocently sexy. She studied herself in the mirror when she was dressed. Looking back at her was a petite woman, with long black hair, curling slightly, her wide green eyes sparkling and surrounded by sooty lashes. Her full mouth was slightly reddened and looked very kissable. At 33, her figure was very good, with a slim waist, toned muscles and a 36C chest. She was very well-propotioned and she had taken good care of herself. She had just finished spraying on a touch of light scent, when she heard a truck pull into the driveway. Barefoot, she slipped downstairs, just in time to hear a knock at the door, and the male voice calling “Hello, Talber’s electronics.” Angela could just catch of glimpse of his blond hair gleaming in the sunshine through the lacy curtains on the door. She opened the door, and smiled. "Well, good morning!" she said cheerily, taking him in again. God, he was even better looking than she'd remembered. She was glad she'd taken the time with her appearance, and that she'd left her bra off, and left the top 2 buttons of her blouse undone, showing just the top swell of her breasts. From the way he was looking back at her, she guessed he was glad too. He hadn't moved yet, and she stepped back, gesturing for him to come in. He moved with ease, pushing the dolly with the box before him. "I'd like it in here...." Angela said, walking ahead of him, giving her hips a tiny swing, hoping he liked what he saw. She had made up her mind. She was going to give this gorgeous man the tip of his life!

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

Steve stood there listening to the quiet of the morning as he waited for the door to open. If he took his time about it he wouldn’t make it back to the shop until just before lunch time, he had two more deliveries and set-ups after this one. His planning of his morning was interrupted as the door opened and Mrs. Simmons greeted him, “Well, good morning!”

It certainly was, Steve thought to himself as he looked the attractive woman over. Her green eyes smiled at him as he tried not to leer at her too much, although his eyes were continually drawn to the slightly open neck of her blouse and swells of her breasts he could see. “Ah… yes, good morning,” Steve finally managed to reply, trying not to stare at her dumbly. As she stepped aside and let him wheel the dolly into the house, he couldn’t help but wonder why all the good women seemed to older and taken. Smiling to himself he followed her as she led him into the living room. “I’d like it in here…” She told him as he watched the way her hips swayed as she preceded him.

‘If only she wasn’t married,’ Steve thought to himself as he admired her toned legs and narrow hips. The denim shorts she was wearing seemed to hug her shapely rear perfectly and Steve almost didn’t notice when she stopped suddenly, turning to face him. He quickly tore his eyes from her admiring her derriere and looked at her face as she pointed at the entertainment center pushed against the far wall. “Could you set it up over there, Steve?” She asked him as he noticed how her blouse seemed to tighten around her breasts as she directed him towards the old television. She really was an attractive woman, Steve thought to himself as he began disconnecting the assorted cables from the back of their old television.

“Mr. Simmons is going be very surprised when he gets home from work tonight,” Steve said as he lifted the old television out of its place and put the new one in. “Don’t you think so, Mrs. Simmons?” He continued trying to make small talk as he started sorting through the many cables, grouping them together and neatly tying them in bunches. Why didn’t more people try to keep their cables straight, it made setting things up so much easier, Steve thought to himself.

“Oh, please call me Angela,” She said as she stood beside him watching him work, “and Dan’s not going to be able to see it for a couple of days, he’s on a business trip.” She told him simply.

“I guess that explains the fit he had in the store,” Steve mumbled to himself before realizing that he had just insulted Angela’s husband. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be rude,” He apologized as he turned to look at her. He noticed that she was standing very close to him, watching him carefully as he began to reattach the cables. She had nice full red lips and Steve wondered idly what it would be like to kiss them. Turning back to the job, Steve tried to focus on what he was doing. “There all done,” Steve announced as he pushed the new set into place and turned it on, flipping through a few channels to make sure it was working properly. When he was satisfied that everything was properly connected he turned to Angela asking her, “Is there anything else I can for you?”

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela had enjoyed the sight of Steve's muscles moving as he took care of the old and new television sets. He worked quickly, with calm assurance, and she watched as his hands moved over the wiring, with practiced ease. ~Good with his hands~ she noted, smiling inwardly. She had watched as he'd glanced at her while he worked, pretending not to notice, but fully aware of his perusal of her body. She was getting more and more aroused each moment she spent with him, and she found herself standing very close to him as he was finishing up. She saw his blue eyes fasten on her lips, and almost thought she could feel their touch physically. How she longed to be kissed again, really kissed, the way she had been when she was younger and experiementing with boys at first. She had been a 'good girl' in her teens, and had never gone too far with any of the boys, but she could remember how the kisses had made her feel. Dan's kisses had never been too exciting, and of course, now they were mere pecks; not that she minded in the least. As Steve moved his eyes from her mouth, she studied his lips in return. They were very sensual, and she could imagine them on her own very easily.

“There all done,” Steve told her, as he made the last adjustments, and checked to make certain everything was properly connected and working. He turned to face her. “Is there anything else I can for you?” ~What a loaded question~ Angela thought, smiling to herself again. She felt her heartbeat speed up, but managed to keep her voice calm. She didn't want to just jump on him, and perhaps scare him to death, thinking she was a pyscho, or desperate. She wanted to arouse him just enough, and then seduce him. She had the feeling he might not mind too much, from the looks he'd given her, but she wanted to take her time. "Well, as a matter of fact, there are a couple of things I could use some help with, if you have time, that is." Angela looked deeply into his eyes, smiling warmly. Steve looked at his watch, then nodded. "Yes, I think I do. What do you need help with?" "Actually, my computer has been giving me fits. Dan promised to look at it, but truthfully, he doesn't know that much about it, and I'd rather someone who deals with that sort of thing handle it instead." She laughed softly, trying to downplay her minor insult of her husband. "Sure, I'll be glad to take a look. Where is it?" "Upstairs, in the office. Follow me." Angela led the way, feeling his gaze upon her shapely bottom again. She wondered what he was thinking.

The two of them passed right by her bedroom to get to the office. She'd deliberately left the door open, hoping he might glance inside, and start thinking some interesting thoughts. They stepped into the office and she showed him to her desk. Bending over, she turned the machine on, her bottom now sticking up invitingly in the air. Straightening, she motioned for him to sit in her chair, then proceeded to fill him in on the problems she'd been having as the computer booted up. He watched her intently, and she found herself wetting her lips slightly from time to time as she spoke. Finally, he turned back to the machine, and she stepped over and put a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently. Her voice slightly husky, Angela said "Steve, I certainly do appreciate you taking the time to do this. It's nice to have a man around who is capable..."

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve

"Well, as a matter of fact, there are a couple of things I could use some help with, if you have time, that is." Angela asked him as she smiled warmly. ‘Oh, I’d make time for you,’ Steve thought to himself as he glanced at his watch, he still had a couple of hours before he had to head back to the shop. As she told him about her computer and led the way upstairs Steve couldn’t take his eyes off of her shapely rear. He wanted to reach out and cop a feel but knew that it would probably cost him his job. Having a customer accuse him of sexual harassment would not go over well back at the shop.

As Angela led him past the open door to her bedroom, Steve glanced inside and noticed the large king sized bed. ‘I wish she needed help in there,’ He thought wistfully, although her jackass of a husband was probably fulfilling her need sexually. Why was it that most of the really attractive women he met seemed to either date or marry complete losers? Steve wondered to himself as he imagined Angela lying naked in the middle of her bed. He quickly pushed that image aside as she led him into the office directing him to her computer. Steve almost groaned out loud as Angela bent over to turn the machine on, her shapely bottom sticking up in the air directly at Steve. How he’d love to just reach out and grab hold of her cheeks. He idly wondered what kind of panties she was wearing under her shorts as she stood up and turned to face him. He sat down as she proceeded to fill him in on the problems she was having with the machine. As she talked she kept wetting her lips with her tongue, the sight filling Steve’s mind with all sorts of possibilities. God, she had lovely lips. Steve thought to himself as he turned back to the computer and started investigating her problems. It sounded to him like a corrupted directory so it shouldn’t take that long for him to find the problem.

"Steve, I certainly do appreciate you taking the time to do this. It's nice to have a man around who is capable..." Angela told him in a slightly husky voice as she gently squeezed his shoulder. Steve blushed slightly as he felt himself responding to that incidental contact. ‘God, I must be horny if I get hard just from an attractive woman squeezing my shoulder,’ Steve thought to himself as he tried to focus on the computer and not the attractive housewife behind him. As he sorted through the data on her computer, Steve noticed a couple of electronic receipts from online adult toy shops. ‘Why would a beautiful woman like her need toys?’ Steve wondered to himself as he tried to appear nonchalant about the receipts, ‘unless her husband’s more of a fool than I think he is.’ It only took him a couple more minutes until he found the problem, deleted the corrupted file and rebooted the system. “There you are, Angela, it should work fine now,” Steve said as he stood up and turned to face her. He swallowed hard when he noticed how close she was standing to him, looking up at him with a slight smile. “Is there anything else I can help you with, Mrs. Simmons?” He asked in a soft voice, secretly hoping she’d say yes.

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela noticed after she had touched Steve, he'd seemed to shift a bit uncomfortably in the chair, and glancing down, she thought she detected a bit of a rise in the lower portion of his anatomy. ~Good~ she thought ~I hope that I'm arousing him in some way~ She watched him work some more, smiling inwardly as she noticed him pausing over a couple of purchases she'd made from a couple of adult toy stores. She hoped it was putting naughty thoughts into his head, and looking down, she saw a bit more 'rise'. He soon seemed to find the problem and take care of it. “There you are, Angela, it should work fine now.” Angela smiled up into those gorgeous eyes again, leaving barely an inch of space between their bodies. She noticed as his adam's apple bobbed slightly, and made a concentrated effort not to direct her gaze downward. She wasn't quite ready to draw him in just yet. The subtle seduction was even more exciting than she had guessed it would be. “Is there anything else I can help you with, Mrs. Simmons?” His voice was soft as he asked, his eyes riveted on her face, lingering on her lips again.

Laughing softly, she placed a hand against his muscular chest and pushed him playfully. "Now, Steve....Angela, remember?" she teased. "As a matter of fact, I do have another.....task that I could use your help with. Would you follow me please?" Turning from him, she moved toward the door and back down the hall, to the bedroom. Without looking back, she stepped inside, hearing the soft tread of his footsteps on the plush carpet. She turned to face him again, and smiled slightly at the tent in the front of his pants, but made no mention of it. Instead, she walked over to the television and turned it on. She had deliberately put it on a cable porno channel earlier, and now, when the screen lit up, there was a couple framed there, stark naked and kissing passionately. Pretending to ignore the screen, she said "I was wondering if you could check the cables and connections on this for me? The picture isn't always as clear as it should be...." The sounds of the passion and lust on the screen filled the room, as Angela waited, seemingly innocently to see what her handsome salesman would do.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve

"As a matter of fact, I do have another.....task that I could use your help with. Would you follow me please?" Angela said as she turned and walked out of the office. Steve moaned silently as he watched her walk out of the room, her hips swaying slightly under her denim shorts. ‘God, she doesn’t know what she’s doing to me,’ Steve thought to himself as he quickly adjusted his hardening cock as he followed her into the bedroom. ‘Maybe she does,’ He amended as she turned to him, a slight smile touching her full lips as he could have sworn he saw her check out his package before she walked over to her television. He wasn’t really paying attention for a few seconds as he looked around her bedroom, his eyes fixing on the large bed for a few seconds as he once again imagined Angela lying naked on the covers.

“I was wondering if you could check the cables and connections on this for me? The picture isn't always as clear as it should be...." Angela asked him as she turned on the television. Steve had to fight down a blush as the image on the television resolved into a couple in a passionate embrace. ‘She’s been watching porn,’ Steve thought to himself incredously as he tried to reconcile her innocent seeming appearance with the evidence he had seen so far. The electronic receipts on her computer could have just been for a gag gift but to have her television tuned to an adult channel made Steve rethink his opinion of Mrs. Simmons.

“I’ll take a look at it for you,” He said trying vainly to ignore sounds of the couple on television making love. “I’ll check the cable connections; you just watch the screen and let me know if the picture gets better or worse.” Steve instructed knowing that he must be blushing furiously as the televised couple’s moans and groans grew louder as they approached their passionate climax. He had been watching Angela the entire time he’d been talking and she hadn’t reacted at all to the rather inappropriate program that was on her television. Steve knew his own reaction was only too obvious; his burning cheeks weren’t half as embarrassing as the very large tent in his pants was. Trying to push his emotions aside, he reached behind the television finding the cable connections and wiggling them with his fingers. “Is it getting any better or worse, Angela?” He asked over the sound of lovemaking coming from the television set.

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela wanted to giggle at the expression on Steve's face as he realized just what was on the screen. He turned crimson, and it made him even cuter! She steeled herself to ignore the program and pretend as if nothing unusual was going on at all. She couldn't help but notice that he was now sporting a rather sizable erection, and this pleased her greatly. He looked as if he would definitely be well equipped to please a lady. That, coupled with the dexterity of his hands that she had witnessed, made Angela ache to experience his touch on her body more than ever. She watched him take a deep breath and attempt to do his job, as he fiddled with the cables on the back of the set. She moved across the room and seated herself on the bed, watching him. Is it getting any better or worse, Angela?” Steve asked, glancing toward her. She saw his eyes widen slightly as he noticed where she was, and she decided to make things even 'harder' on him still. "Well....." she began doubtfully, "Let me get in my usual viewing spot and see how it looks from there." She moved up to the head of the bed, and reclined back on the large pillows there, her legs slightly apart, her breasts pushing up in the air a bit from her position. She could feel how hard her nipples were, and knew that they were showing through the thin material of her blouse, and she could feel moisture beginning to gather between her thighs.

"Hmmmmm....." She tapped a fingertip lightly against her mouth, as if trying to decide. "It might be better. Could you come over and take a look, and see if it's as good as you think it should be?" Angela asked the question innocently enough, but her heart was pounding with the thrill of the seduction. Steve walked over to stand beside her, but she shook her head. "No, you can't really tell like that. Lie down over here and see what you think." So saying, she scooted over, to allow him to lie down in the spot she had just vacated, and patted the bed invitingly.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve

Steve almost choked when he glanced over his shoulder and saw Angela sitting on the edge of the bed. True, it was the only place to sit down in the room but the image of her there didn’t help to alleviate the swelling of his cock. “Let me get in my usual viewing spot and see how it looks from there,” Angela said as she turned and climbed up to the head of the bed. Steve couldn’t help but admire the way her denim shorts clung to her shapely ass as she moved to the head of the bed, several sexual thoughts racing through his mind as he saw the attractive housewife kneeling on all fours as she crawled across the mattress. ‘I can’t believe this,’ Steve thought to himself as she laid back on the large pillows and looked at the television thoughtfully, tapping one finger against her full lips. He gazed longingly at her full breasts as they jutted up into the air, her firm nipples plainly visible through the cotton of her blouse.

"It might be better. Could you come over and take a look, and see if it's as good as you think it should be?" Angela asked him innocently still tapping her finger against her lips. As he moved up to stand next to the bed, Steve was certain that they were both aware of his very obvious arousal as Angela kept glancing quickly at his crotch. He felt that he should apologize but was afraid of embarrassing himself further. "No, you can't really tell like that. Lie down over here and see what you think." She instructed him as she moved over to let him onto the bed.

As he perched on the edge of the bed, Steve glanced quickly at the television before looking down at Angela as she lay beside him. “It looks perfect to me,” he told her although he wasn’t really talking about the television reception.

“Are you sure, Steve?” Angela asked him, “Why don’t you lie down here beside me just to make sure?” She invited him. Steve knew it was completely inappropriate but there was no way he could refuse anything Angela asked him to do as he laid down beside the attractive woman on the bed she shared with her husband. As he lay his head down on the pillow he felt Angela’s thigh press against his, the heat that seemed to come from her causing him to swallow hard as he tried to focus on his job. He knew that his erection was tenting his pants and that there was no way that Angela hadn’t noticed it as he turned to look at her. Their faces were very close they laid side by side, his nose filling with the light scent of her.

“You were right, Angela. It looks much better from down here,” Steve said softly as he looked into Angela’s green eyes.

 

[Leetah]

Angela

Angela's heart beat furiously as the handsome man moved onto the bed beside her. He settled himself, his head on the pillow, and his weight caused her to slide a bit, until her thigh pressed against his. She saw his arousal from the corner of her eye, for she didn't wish to stare openly at his crotch; at least not just yet. The blue eyes met hers with a warm light in them. “You were right, Angela. It looks much better from down here." Steve's voice was intimate, and she knew he wasn't talking about the picture on the screen, particularly since neither of them was looking at it. "I thought so..." Her voice didn't seem to belong to her suddenly, as it sounded deeper and more seductive than normal. She could tell he noticed, but he simply continued to look at her. She realized the next move was hers; he wasn't going to assume anything, and perhaps be wrong, although the signals she was giving off were blatantly clear. She wondered vaguely what would happen if she rose from the bed, and turned off the television, seeming to ignore the sparks between them. She wondered if she could arouse him enough to the point that he would no longer be able to hold back, but would take her anyway, regardless of her preferences. She was a bit shocked at her wanton thoughts. She knew this would not be the case, however; she intended to have this man today.

Sitting up, never taking her eyes from his, she said "There is just one other thing I could really use your help with....." He cocked an eyebrow, but said nothing. Feeling the time for words was over, she leaned in towards him, and then her lush mouth was on his. She heard him groan, almost as if he were in agony, and then his arms were pulling her to him, on top of him, their tongues sliding against one another in a frantic, passionate kiss. Her nipples hardened even more, rubbing against the fabric of her blouse, and she felt moisture flood the juncture of her thighs. She was lying atop him, his cock pressing into her softness with an urgency that matched her own. She wanted him desperately, more so than she had ever wanted any other man. They couldn't seem to stop kissing one another once they started. He drank her breath deeply, sharing his own with her, until they were light-headed, then he released her, letting her slip back to lie beside him. "Angela...." he said gently I want you more than I can tell you, but I don't want to cause problems for you..." She let out a small laugh, tinged with bitterness. "Steve, trust me when I say, you won't be causing any problems for me. My marriage is in name only, and has been for some time. I.....I need you....my body aches for you...." She looked at him with a deep emerald gaze so full of pent-up passion that he reached out for her again.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

"There is just one other thing I could really use your help with..." Angela said softly as she sat up, her eyes watching Steve as he wondered what other task he could do for this attractive housewife. As she leaned forward her lips brushing his, Steve felt his heart beating rapidly in his chest. ‘She’s married!’ A voice in his head cried out as he kissed her passionately, his arms going around her, cradling her to him. ‘She’s married!’ the voice repeated in his head as his tongue slid along hers, Steve pulled her up on top of him, the feel of her slender body on his causing his cock to throb against the soft skin of her crotch. ‘She’s married!’ The voice seemed to scream at him as their mouths finally parted; Angela slipping down to lay beside him her eyes sparkling with a lust that he knew was mirrored in his.

“Angela…” Steve started to say, his eyes watching her lush lips wanting to kiss them again even as he told her. “I want you more than I can tell you, but I don't want to cause problems for you..." He said softly as his conscience screamed at him, commanding him to get up and leave the room, the house. He tried to ignore the inner voice as Angela let out a small laugh.

"Steve, trust me when I say, you won't be causing any problems for me. My marriage is in name only, and has been for some time. I.....I need you....my body aches for you...." She told him, her green eyes telling him of her lust and longing until Steve reached for her again.

“Angela,” Steve whispered as he hugged her slender body tight to his, “are you sure about this?” He asked her as his lips brushed against hers. “You’re married,” He told her softly, reminding her needlessly.

“Yes,” Angela whispered back without hesitation as she pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately. She ran her fingers through his hair as he kissed the sensitive skin of her neck, working his way down to the collar of her blouse. Steve ran his hands across the soft fabric of her blouse, his finger working quickly to undo the buttons. Angela let out a soft moan as her blouse fell open, Steve’s lips kissing down the valley between her heaving breasts as his hands caressed the soft smooth of her stomach. “God, it’s been so long since anyone’s touched my like that,” Angela gasped, her hands guiding Steve’s mouth to her erect nipple, arching her back as he began to lavish affection on the sensitive bud.

As Steve continued to suck and gently nibble on her heaving breast, Angela ran her hands down over his shoulder, her fingers seeking out the buttons to his shirt. As he felt her deftly undoing the buttons, Steve raised his mouth from her heaving breast letting her push his shirt off of his shoulders. Angela let out a soft moan of approval as Steve shrugged out of his shirt, baring his lightly muscled torso to her gaze before he bent his mouth down to her breasts again.

“Oh, Steve, wait,” Angela gasped as his lips brushed the sensitive underside of her breasts, his fingers sliding up to caress her other breast.

 

[Leetah]

Angela

“Oh, Steve, wait,” Angela gasped as his lips brushed the sensitive underside of her breasts, his fingers sliding up to caress her other breast. She hardly knew what she was saying at this point, his touch felt so heavenly, but she knew she wanted to take time with him, and at this pace, she feared things would be over before they'd hardly begun. He paused, his lips and fingers still touching her skin, but now still, as his eyes sought her own, a questioning look. She swallowed hard and said, "I'm not changing my mind, if that's what you're thinking....I just want to take our time. I can tell you're an experienced and exquisite lover, and I don't want to cheat either one of us of anything. It's been far too long since I've been with a man that cared how I felt sexually. Now, stop for a moment, and let me really look at you..." She felt his lips move against her breast in a smile, and then he lifted his face and sat back, leaving his hand still lightly touching her soft skin.

Angela studied the bared chest before her with approval. He was muscular and fit, but didn't have the 'steroid' look she hated so. His chest was furred, but again, not too much, just enough to tangle her fingers in and to be pleasant rubbing against her bare skin. She looked at his hands, studying the deft fingers, noting that they looked clean and strong. Her eyes moved down his body, to where she could once again see the arousal that awaited her. She realized that she wanted to see all of him bared to her gaze, as well as baring herself to his. She wanted to see if he approved of her nude flesh, as much as she expected to enjoy the sight of his. Her eyes moved back to the blue gaze, and he grinned at her. "Like what you see?" he teased, and she laughed softly. "Oh yes....very much....so much so that I want to see more....." She saw his eyes darken to a stormier colour of passion, and he nodded, then started to unfasten his belt. Angela's flesh felt chilled when his warm fingers left it, and she caught his hands, saying "Let me...."

Steve caught his breath in a hiss as her fingers slid beneath his hands, slowly unbuckling the belt and then drifting over the fly of his pants, feeling the hardness beneath the cloth. She sighed softly in pleasure, and soon had the fly undone, slipping slender fingers inside, to caress him through his underwear. He groaned, and reached out, running his hand lightly between her thighs, feeling the moisture beneath her shorts and causing her to moan softly again. His voice was slightly husky as he said "Turn about is fair play, milady....." Angela felt those deft fingers now opening her shorts and sliding them down her hips, even and she tugged his own pants downward, exposing his hard cock outlined against the cloth that covered them.

Now they were both clad in only a pair of underwear, and Angela was glad again she'd chosen to put on a black lace thong at the look in Steve's eyes as he gazed down at her barely covered mons and slender legs. They spent a few moments just gazing at each other's almost nude forms, admiring the care that each had taken with themselves. Now, she opened her arms to him, and leaned down, his mouth covering hers and the slightly coarse hair of his chest making her hardened nipples tingle pleasantly. The kiss deepened, and she felt him move, positioning himself between her thighs, his cock pressing into her, with just two thin layers of material between hungry flesh. His fingers moved to the tiny straps of the thong, and hooked beneath it and she held her breath, waiting for him to pull it down, but he stopped and pulled back slightly.

"Angela, I want to give you one last chance to reconsider. If I remove this, I'm not going to be able to stop. Are you certain this is what you want?" She knew the effort it had cost him to say the words, for here he was practically naked in bed with her, and definitely ready for her, and yet he was still williing to stop if she wanted him to. This caused such a surge of lust to course through her, she didn't even answer him, just growled softly and pulled his own underwear down, exposing his cock. Steve groaned and kicked them off, feeling how wet she was even through the flimsy material. She ground her hips against him, and pulled him into another kiss, her tongue hungry and insistant against his.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

"Angela, I want to give you one last chance to reconsider. If I remove this, I'm not going to be able to stop. Are you certain this is what you want?" Steve asked Angela breathlessly as his finger held the straps of her black lace thong. He wanted her more now then any other woman he could remember but that damned voice in his head kept repeating she was married. He had to know that she wanted him; she wanted to cheat on her husband on last time before he continued to make love to her.

Steve felt her hands quickly pulling his underwear down as she growled sexily in her throat. His hard cock pressed against the soft fabric of her thong as he quickly kicked his underwear, Angela’s hips grinding against him as she pulled him down to her. Their mouths met in a passionately, lust filled kiss as his hands slid the small black thong down off of her hips. Steve moaned softly as he felt his cock pressing against the smooth skin of her pussy, his hand running over the soft skin of her shapely ass as their tongues entwined. He knew Angela could feel his throbbing arousal for her as her hands slid down his chest, through his sparse hair, her fingers wrapping themselves around his erection. Steve arched his hips towards her as Angela began to slowly stroke his length.

“God Angela,” Steve gasped out when they separated from the kiss again, her full lips kissing him lightly on the neck and chest as she her fingers continued to softly trace the contours of his cock. She smiled at the lust in his voice as he gazed at her now naked body, his eyes repeatedly drawn to the moist juncture of her thighs. His hands moved over her toned thighs to grip her narrow hips as he moved to kneel between her legs. “Oh, Angela,” He moaned as he felt her guide the head of his swollen cock to the moist entrance of her sex, rubbing it in gentle circles around her hard clit before she moved it down to her waiting vagina.

“YES!!!” Angela gasped out as Steve slowly pressed his hips forward, the length of his cock sliding into her, filling her completely. She arched her back, her hands gripping his hips as she tried to pull him further into her. Steve stayed still for a few seconds just enjoying the sensation of her body enveloping him, his hard cock pulsing eagerly as it was swallowed by her pussy. Bending down he kissed Angela as he began thrusting into her, slowly drawing himself almost completely out of her before sliding back in.

 

[Leetah]

Angela

The feeling of hardness filling her again finally, was almost more than Angela could stand. It had been so very long since she'd had a man's touch, and even longer since she'd had anyone who cared about how she felt. She still could hardly believe that Steve had given her another opportunity to stop this wonderful thing that was happening. What a guy he was! His mouth was incredible, so sensual, so wonderfully passionate. His kisses took her deep inside herself to a place she'd almost forgotten existed, unleashing the lust-filled woman that had been caged there for far too long. She dug her nails lightly into his back, as he thrust slowly into her again, staying inside her warmth for a fraction of a second longer than he had previously, before pulling almost all the way out again. Angela moaned against his mouth, her tongue working with his, sliding and playing, as she slid her legs around his waist, opening herself even further for him.

Steve was timing his thrusts perfectly, as she moved with him, and the sensations were overwhelmingly fabulous. He moved, flipped onto his back, and suddenly she was riding his cock, staring down into his eyes as his fingers massaged her breasts, pulling gently at her nipples. He flicked them with his thumbs, as he let her now control the pace and thrusting against him. She reached down and touched her own clit as she rode his cock, raising herself upwards until only the mushroom head was still inside her, and the letting herself drop onto him, impaling herself on the hard muscle. Angela cried out, feeling the first wave of orgasm wash over her, bathing his cock. She continue to ride him until the spasms had stopped, then she let herself drop down against his chest, her breasts rubbing the fur there. After a few moments of being held and kissed, Angela found herself on her back again, and Steve was grinning at her as he slid down between her legs, ready to taste the sweet nectar that he had brought forth.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

Steve slid his hands over Angela’s smooth skin as she lay on top of him, her body still trembling from her orgasm as he bent his head down and kissed her. She returned his kiss, her tongue darting into his mouth eagerly, and her fingernails biting into his shoulders. He could feel her nipples, two points of heat pressed against his naked chest as he held her tight. Slowly rolling Angela over onto her back, Steve ran his hands over her flat stomach as he moved down between her legs. Her large green eyes watched him as he kissed the smooth skin of her stomach, causing her to shiver slightly as he slowly ran his tongue over her bald mound. Angela let out a soft moan, lifting her hips off the bed as he kissed the hard nub of her clitoris, sucking on it gently as his hands slid under her, cupping the firm globes of her ass, lifting her sex to his mouth.

Angela’s eyes closed as one hand reached down, her long fingers curling in his long hair holding his sucking mouth against her as she softly moaned his name. The fingers of her free hand slowly began teasing and pulling at her nard nipple, her lush red lips parted as she panted in lust. Steve slowly worked his tongue between the swollen lips of her pussy, licking and drinking her sweet juices as she moaned under him. Holding her to him with one hand, Steve reached out with the other, his thumb rubbing her sensitive clitoris as he thrust his tongue deeper into her.

“Oh, Steve,” Angela cried out loudly, her body going rigid under him, her juices wetting his face as she orgasms again. He kept his mouth against her sucking and drinking her juices as she writhed against him. Angela smiled at him, her fingers still entwined in his hair as he lifted his mouth from her crotch, his face wet with her juices. “It’s been so long since anyone’s made me feel like this,” Angela whispered to him as he laid down beside her again, his still hard cock pressing against her thigh. “Thank you,” She said with a smile as she leaned to kiss him, her fingers gently wrapping themselves around his erection.

 

[Leetah]

Angela

Angela could not get over how wonderful Steve had been, paying so much attention to her pleasure, and not yet achieving his own orgasm. So different from many men, including her own husband! She got the feeling that this one was that rare type of man that recieved much of his own satisfaction through his partner's pleasure, rather than just from his own sensations. As she closed her fingers around his hard cock, she kissed him again and again, tasting herself on his lips, and wanting to bring him as much pleasure as he had just brought to her. She felt a surge of womanly power and lust, wanting to have him allow her to take over his body for a short time, to tease him and please him as much as she possibly could. Pulling her lips back from his slightly, but still keeping her fingers closed about his arousal, she said softly "Steve, do you trust me?" He cocked an eyebrow at her again, and she chuckled. "I know you barely know me, and I'm not asking to do anything scary, but I would just enjoy giving you as much pleasure as you've been giving me. Would you allow me control of your gorgeous body for a bit?" Her green eyes were glowing, and her face was flushed slightly with the heat of their love-making. He grinned at her, placing a hand lightly on her head. "Now, how could I say no to that request?" he asked her, teasingly, and she chuckled again. "Lay back on the bed then, and let me do lovely things to you...."

Angela waited until Steve was lying back comfortably on the pillows again. She had never let go of him, even as he'd shifted, and this seemed to arouse him even more. She enjoyed the feel of the velvet-covered steel in her hand, throbbing with life and need. When he was settled, she moved in between his legs, and knelt, her lips just above his flesh, almost touching, but not quite. She knew he could feel the warmth of her breath touching him, and her fingers, but nothing else. She blew softly over the shaft and upon the head of his cock, causing him to groan slightly. She sniffed the scent of him, all male and very delicious, and then she lowered her lips and kissed the tip of him, making him shudder in her hand. She dropped light kisses all the way down his shaft, to where it joined his torso, and then kissed his balls ever so softly, and back up the underside of his shaft. He had his eyes closed, just revelling in each touch of her lips, waiting to see where she would go. Now her tongue slid out and tapped against the spongy head, then working its way around in a circle, and then down, down to his balls, bathing them, and back up again. She seemed to be licking a candy cane, the way she was working him, and he loved it.

Steve groaned again, as Angela began stroking him now, over the slickness of wet skin, her mouth sliding over the head of his need, and downward, taking him deep into her mouth, following her hand's path down and back up, down and back up, feeling him throb against her palm and in her mouth. She worked on him until his hips were moving slightly, thrusting into her mouth, worked him until he was almost ready to spurt forth, and then she removed him from her mouth and mounted him, guiding him inside her warm wetness again, soaking his already-soaked cock with her juices again. Her inner muscles clamped around him, driving him closer and closer to the edge. She felt his hands caressing her breasts, moving over her back, cupping her ass cheeks, then moving back to her breasts again. He drove her over the edge again and again, and still his orgasm held back. Just as she thought she could not take any more, she felt him fill her as he called out her name, making her cum again even harder than before.

Angela thought Steve would never stop cumming once he began. It felt so wonderful, she almost wished he wouldn't. She knew she could not let this be the only time they were together. She only hoped that he would feel the same way. Finally she felt the flow lessen and stop and he pulled her against his body, both of them panting with the exertion they had shared. Neither said anything for several moments, just enjoying the feel of skin on skin. She felt his fingers comb through her hair softly, and she kissed his chest. Laughing softly, she said, "I hope I haven't made you too terribly late for any other appointments you had..."

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

“Angela!!!” Steve cried out, thrusting his cock deep within her as he felt himself begin to cum. His hands encircled her waist, seeking to pull her down further on him, his hot seed filling her silky depths. He’d been holding his orgasm back for so long that it seemed once started it might never end. Finally, after what seemed an eternity of ejaculating he felt his cock give one last spurt as he slumped to the bed feeling completely drained. Steve gently pulled Angela to him, his arms going around her narrow shoulders as she lay atop him as they both struggled to regain their breath. He ran his fingers through the dark curls of her hair as he just enjoyed holding her close to him.

"I hope I haven't made you too terribly late for any other appointments you had..." Angela said, laughing slightly as she kissed his chest.

“No, this was the only delivery I had this morning,” Steve told her bending down to kiss her forehead. “Although I probably should get back to work,” he told her, reluctant to move from her embrace. As if the mention of the electronics store had prompted it, Steve’s cell phone began ringing. “I’ve got to get that,” He told Angela as he disentangled himself from her and rifled through his discarded clothes until he found the phone. “Hello?” He said as he answered it, “Yeah, I know I’m late. The last delivery took a bit longer then I anticipated,” Steve said into the phone as he glanced over his shoulder at Angela as she lay naked on the bed. Despite the fact that they had just had sex, Steve felt the lust begin to build in him as he gazed at her next to him. “Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can. Yeah, I know, bye.” Steve said before hanging up the phone and standing up. “I’ve got to go, Angela.” He told her as he bent down to kiss her again, his hand caressing the soft skin of her thigh for a second before he stood up and began to dress hurriedly. As he finished dressing he glanced down at Angela, still laying there naked, her large eyes watching him. God, she was beautiful, Steve thought to himself even as he reminded himself that she was married. If only she wasn’t, he thought ruefully as he bent down to kiss her again. Her arms went around his shoulders as the kiss deepened, her tongue darting into his mouth as his fingers caressed her shoulder.

“I…” Steve began when they finally parted again. ‘I want to see you again,’ was what he wanted to say but the golden band she wore on her left hand made him say, “I really have to go. Thank you for… everything.” He said glancing once more at her naked body before he rushed out of the room. On the drive back to the store, Steve cursed and reveled in his luck alternatively, reveled that he had finally found a woman who seemed perfect but cursing the fact that she was already married. In the heat of the moment, he’d been able to forget Angela’s husband but now thinking back on it, Steve felt guilty for sleeping with her. He’d always thought adultery was a horrible thing and yet Angela’s face and body had pushed all his moral objections to the side instantly. As he parked the van outside of Talber’s shop, Steve took a minute to copy down the telephone number from Angela’s invoice and slipped it into his pocket.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully besides the royal ass chewing he got from Mr. Talber for taking so long on a simple delivery. It was with a great sigh of relief that Steve arrived back at his small apartment that night. Throughout the evening he continually vowed not to call Mrs. Simmons, even going so far as to throw the scrap of paper with her number on it into the trash only to be digging it out five minutes later. Finally, he picked up the phone and quickly dialed the numbers. ‘Maybe she won’t be home,’ Steve thought to himself although he wasn’t sure if he’d be happy or not if she didn’t answer. “Hi, Angela, this is Steve, from Talber’s Electronics…” He said as she picked up on the fourth ring.

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela could tell that Steve had not said what he really wanted to say before he rushed out, but she wasn't certain of what he had wanted to say. She knew what she wished he was thinking, but when he rushed out in such a hurry, she wasn't certain at all. Perhaps he hadn't enjoyed himself after all, or perhaps he thought her a terribly loose woman for sleeping around behind her husband's back. She felt somewhat at loose ends the rest of the day, wishing one minute she'd told him she wanted to see him again, then glad the next that she hadn't in case he had a horrible time with her, or thought badly of her. She hadn't felt so wonderful phyiscally in years, but emotionally, she felt confused. She wondered if she'd ever hear from or see him again.

When the phone rang that evening, Angela didn't rush to pick it up, assuming that it was probably Dan calling to check in, as he did sometimes when away. When she saw the name 'Steve Mahone' on the caller id, she felt her breath catch in her throat, and a feeling of giddiness stole over her. She managed to grab the phone as it began to ring for the fourth time. "Hello?" she said softly, and was more than pleased to hear that deep voice on the other end. “Hi, Angela, this is Steve, from Talber’s Electronics…” She couldn't help but laugh from pure nervousness and relief, and he paused. "Did you think I'd forget who you were so soon, Steve?" she asked teasingly, and heard him chuckle suddenly. Before he could say anything else, she said, "I'm very glad you called. I was afraid that you were upset when you left today, or that you didn't enjoy yourself. I....I really want to see you again." Her voice trembled slightly on the last, and she bit her lip, waiting to see what he would say.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

Steve let the breath he hadn’t realized he was holding when he heard Angela say, "I'm very glad you called. I was afraid that you were upset when you left today, or that you didn't enjoy yourself. I....I really want to see you again."

“I’d like to see you again, too,” Steve told her, trying to ignore the memory of her husband as he focused on her voice. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” He confessed, hearing her throaty laugh on the other end of the phone as she told him that he’d been on her mind as well. “I’m sorry I rushed off like that,” Steve apologized, “I didn’t mean to give you the wrong impression or anything. I really enjoyed myself this morning, you’re an amazing woman.” He told her, feeling himself becoming slightly aroused as he replayed the events of the morning in his head.

“I, uh,… I realize it’s kind of late,” Steve said glancing at his watch, “but would you like to get together for a drink? I know a great little bar, it’s not too far from your place. Or if you can’t make it tonight, how about dinner tomorrow?” He suggested wondering why he suddenly felt so bashful asking her out.

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela felt her heart leap for joy when Steve told her he'd enjoyed himself. His next words made her even happier, when he asked if she wanted to meet for a drink or dinner the next night. She laughed again, her joy very apparent. "Actually, I was about to ask you the same thing....about meeting tonight, I mean...How about we do both? I'd like a chance to get to know you better, besides in the bedroom." Angela couldn't believe what a flirt she was being with him, but something about Steve brought out a playful side of her that had been hidden far too long. He sounded as happy as she was when he agreed, and said he'd meet her at the bar, O'Flannighan's Tavern, in an hour. She was familiar with the place, having gone there a few times with her girlfriends when they were having 'Ladies Night Out' away from their husbands.

She hurried to get a shower and groom herself. She wanted to look beautiful for Steve. She couldn't believe how excited she felt, as if she were a teenager again. She washed with her favourite body wash and shampoo, smelling lightly of gardenias, and then went to dress. Since Steve had only seen her in casual clothes up to this point, Angela decided to dress up a bit and see what he thought. She chose a black dress that showed off her figure, without being too risque. It was a sleeveless sheath, with a small slit up the right side of the skirt. She left her hair long and loose, and wore black pumps, that showed off her slim legs to their best advantage. As for jewelery, she left her wedding ring on, defiantly, and wore a silver teardrop pendant, with matching earrings. As she applied her lipstick, she looked at her face in the mirror. Her eyes were glowing, and she looked as if she was loving life again.

Smiling, Angela picked up a small black purse and headed out to her car. She drove quickly to the bar, and parked nearby, her heart thumping eagerly to see what the night would bring. As she walked up to the entrance, she saw Steve waiting for her just outside the door. He looked wonderful, even more handsome than she remembered, and what a smile he was wearing!

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

Steve was smiling broadly as he heard Angela agree to have drink with him that evening, and he almost jumped in joy when she accepted his invitation to dinner for the next night. “Okay, I’ll meet you at O'Flannighan's Tavern in an hour,” Steve said to her over the phone, “I can’t wait to see you again.”

“Just wait until you see me,” Angela said to him, her voice holding some sort of promise as she hung up the phone. Steve wondered what she meant by that as he hurried to get ready. It’d been a long time since he had a date and he wanted to impress Angela more then most of the women he saw. He showered and dressed quickly, pulling his hair back into a ponytail as he slipped on his black windbreaker. He stopped and admired himself in the mirror as he was about to leave. The tight black jeans and turquoise dress shirt could be interpreted as either casual or business wear. He had his bases covered now matter what Angela was wearing.

Steve arrived early, parking his car a couple of blocks away and walking in the night air to kill some time before Angela was supposed to arrive. He leaned against the corner of the building, his thumbs hooked into the pockets of his jeans as he did his best James Dean impression. Laughing to himself he only held the pose for a few seconds, wondering why he was suddenly acting like a young kid again. As he pushed himself off of the wall he saw Angela walking up the sidewalk towards him. He felt himself start to smile as he looked her over, his heart beginning to beat faster as she saw him and flashed him a huge smile.

“Hi,” Steve said simply as he bent his head down and kissed her lightly in greeting. He felt her tremble slightly as his lips brushed hers but whether it was in fear of someone she knew seeing them kiss or pleasure at his touch Steve couldn’t tell. He cursed himself for a fool as he stepped away from her, he hadn’t even thought about her being seen with someone who wasn’t her husband. “You look wonderful,” He told her as his eyes ran over her once more as he offered his arm to her. The sleeveless black dress seemed to cling to her shapely body as she moved gracefully next to him, the skirt giving him teasing glimpses of her toned thigh every time she took a step.

As they stepped into the bar, Steve placed his arm around her slender waist in a proprietary way as he saw several men turn and look Angela over with lecherous expressions. They moved over to a corner booth far enough away from the bar to ensure privacy and not near enough to the jukebox that they’d have to scream at each other to be heard. Angela slid onto the padded bench of the booth, her green eyes smiling as Steve slid in after her, so that rather then sitting facing each other they were seated side by side in the booth.

“So, Angela,” Steve started to say after a waitress had come and taken their orders, returning quickly with a drink for each of them. After that he had problems, he was never good with small talk and seeing her sitting beside him, her eyes watching him intently as she sipped at her drink robbed him of what he’d been about to say. “Um, do you come here often?” He finally managed to ask, feeling like a bumbling idiot for asking such an inane question of her.

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela was thrilled when steve brushed her lips with his own before they entered the bar. She trembled slightly at the touch of his mouth, remembering the feel of it in other places besides her lips. “You look wonderful.” She gave him another smile, as his eyes traveled over her slender form admiringly. "Thank you. You look pretty wonderful yourself!" She took his arm as they stepped inside, then she felt another thrill as he slid his arm about her waist instead. She was pleased to see an open corner booth that would afford them the privacy to talk and get to know one another as people, and not just lovers. When they had ordered their drinks, Steve spoke. “So, Angela,” he began, watching her with those gorgeous blue eyes as she sipped the liquid. She waited for him to finish, but he suddenly seemed at a loss for words. He finally said “Um, do you come here often?” then looked as if he would like to crawl under the table. She gave him a warm smile of encouragement, setting her drink down. "Actually, about once a month, with my girlfriends. We like to have 'Girl's Night Out', away from the men in our lives. We feel like we can really be our true selves then." She paused and took another sip, then continued.

"It's been very good for me. I need time away from Dan. He and I....well, I explained to you earlier how things are. I don't love him, and haven't for a very long time, but he does give me security. As long as he leaves me alone in the bedroom, I'm perfectly happy." Looking at the handsome man sitting beside her, she quickly amended her words. "Well....maybe not perfectly happy....but I have been happy enough. Until now that is. When I saw you in the store, it was as if I'd been struck by lightning. I wanted you more badly than I've ever wanted anything, I think. I haven't been able to get you off my mind since then, and I just want you to know how happy I am that we've met...and more." She blushed suddenly, and dropped her eyes. "I just realized I'm doing all the talking, and you're sitting there being a wonderful listener. Tell me more about yourself, and why such a fabulously sexy and gorgeous man isn't hooked..."

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

Steve sipped at his drink as he listened to Angela talk about her monthly night out with the girls. He had known she wasn’t happy in her marriage although he didn’t realize how unhappy she was until he heard her admit that she didn’t love her husband. His heart seemed to start beating quicker as she confessed that she hadn’t loved her husband in a long time. He smiled broadly as she told him of her reaction to seeing him in the store that first day, and how glad she was to have met him. He was reassured when she told him that he’d been on her mind almost as much as she’d been occupying his thoughts. “I just want you to know how happy I am that we've met...and more.” Angela told him softly, her cheeks flushing prettily as she turned her eyes to the table.

“Me too,” Steve replied softly as he reached out, his hand covering hers as it rested on the table, his fingers entwining with hers as she asked him why he was still single. “I just hadn’t met the right woman,” Steve told her simply, smiling at her as she raised her face to his again. “I’ve never had much in common with girls my own age. They always seemed to be so immature to me,” he told her honestly, moving over slightly to sit closer to her. “When I met you, I knew what I’d been looking for in a woman.” Steve confessed smiling as his words brought an incredibly happy expression to her face. “The only problem was that you were already married,” He continued, his finger running over the golden band she wore on her left hand meaningfully.

“Is… is my being married going to be a problem for you?” Angela asked him hesitantly. She sat there regarding him with her eyes wide, her full lips parted slightly in anticipation of his answer. Steve thought for a few seconds as he looked at her, marveling at her beauty before he answered.

“No, Angela,” Steve told her leaning forward until his face was only inches away from hers, looking deeply into her large green eyes. “I don’t care if you’re married or not, not anymore,” He whispered to her, “not as long as I get to spend more time with you. I’ll take you anyway I can get you.”

Having said more then he really intended to, Steve was suddenly embarrassed. He hadn’t intended to express the depths of his feelings for Angela as he had and he realized that the next words she said would probably decide the future of their relationship, if there was a future. Rather then wait for her to say the fateful words, Steve suddenly asked her, “Would you like to dance, Angela?”

 

[Leetah]

Angela Simmons

Angela was thrilled to her very marrow at Steve's admission. She hadn't realized that this was as meaningful for him as it was becoming for her already. Rather than giving her time to respond to his statement, he was now asking a question. “Would you like to dance, Angela?”

"Yes, very much, but first I'd like to say something about what you just said." She saw an almost panicked expression on his face, as if he was afraid of what he would hear. She put her hand on top of his, and squeezed, smililng at him. "You have nothing to fear, my Dear. I think you'll like what I have to say. I want very much to spend time with you as often as you'll allow me and as often as my schedule permits. Fortunately, Dan goes away on business fairly often, sometimes for several weeks at a time. I would love the pleasure of your company during the times that I'm alone, even if it is only to sit beside you and hold your hand. Is that acceptable?" She gave him a teasing wink, and his smile warmed her to her toes.

Indeed it is, Sweet Lady, indeed it is. Now, how about that dance?"

Steve took her by the hand and led her to the small dance floor. A slow song had just begun, and he pulled her against his body, loving the warm softness of her in his arms. Angela snuggled against his chest, realizing that she hadn't danced like this in ages. It felt wonderful! His hands slid down to her hips, pulling her in tight against him, and her arms were around his shoulders, keeping their chests together. The fabric of her dress was rubbing against her nipples, making them perk a bit, and she could feel a bit of hardness pressing into her from Steve's groin. The contact of their bodies was beginning to arouse both of them, slowly but surely. Angela lifted her face, focusing her emerald gaze on his azure one, tilting her mouth appealingly, until he simply had to capture those beautiful lips with his own. His kiss was deep and sweet, and Angela lost herself in it, loving the feel of their bodies so close together.

 

[PogueMahone]

Steve Mahone

“Indeed it is, Sweet Lady, indeed it is.” Steve told Angela as she asked him if it was acceptable to him if they spent more time together. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d had such an enjoyable time just sitting with a woman, and the memory of their morning spent in bed together had his heart beating faster as he gently took her hand in his, “Now, how about that dance?” He asked her as he led her out onto the small dance floor.

Steve looked down at her as she came into his arms, marveling that such an attractive woman wanted to spend time with him as he placed his arms about her slender waist. As they started dancing to the slow song he tried not to focus on the sensation of her body brushing against his, her full breasts pressing into his chest as she swayed against him. Despite his best effort he felt himself begin to respond to her closeness, and from the increased frequency with which she brushed against him he knew Angela was well aware of the reaction he was having towards her. She lifted her head to look up at him, her large green eyes capturing his as they moved together effortlessly to the music. Bending his head down, Steve pressed his mouth to her full lips in a deep tender kiss, his arms pulling her closer to him as they kissed in the middle of the dance floor.

They weren’t even aware of their surroundings until their lips parted finally, leaving them both slightly breathless. The song had changed to something with a heavy dance beat as Steve led Angela off of the dance floor, still holding her as close to him as he could. As they sat down in their booth again Steve slid closer to her his arm still around her waist. “Angela,” He said softly as he bent down and kissed her again, his fingers caressing the soft skin of her cheek as they shared a passionate kiss. “Why don’t we get out of here?” He suggested as he moved his mouth from hers, whispering softly into her ear as his hand slipped down to caress the smooth skin of her neck. “Let’s go back to your place,” Steve suggested, knowing how forward he sounded but his desire for her had grown so strong that he didn’t care.