Your Cheating Heart

" You're right, we don't want to get too boozed up before tomorrow now do we, 2 Singapore Sling's it is" He ushers the waiter to order the drinks. A walk back would be a good idea. The night was cool and breezy. The hotel wasn't too far either and a slow walk would be nice after a good meal.

" And I'm glad you like the place but it's the company that really makes the difference. I'm glad I swam up to you earlier today. It's horrible being alone on a business trip. " James tells her giving her a warm smile.

Their meals arrive timely and was as delicious as it's description on the menu. James enjoyed being with her. There was something about her that made him relax. It's been a long time he has felt this way. Just letting go of routine. Letting go of the norms of life. Enjoying the moment.

The music dimmed as a mike screech is heard in a distance. A band starts to play some slow jazz after the usual introduction formalities. They played well and soon couples began getting on the dance floor swaying to the rhythm.

" May I have this dance miss? ". She had a look of suprise on her face but he didn't back down standing up offering her his hand. Maybe this would be the only time he could ever hold her close to him...
 
The entire evening was a joy to Madison. She was able to relax and enjoy the food and the conversation for the first time since… well, before the twins were born. She remembered nights like this with dinner downtown or along the pier in Chicago, but that was so long ago… she pushed those thoughts aside quickly, not wanting anything to detract from the friendly dinner that they were having.

James was an intelligent and witty man and they talked throughout the dinner, never really serious about any topic. Madison liked that they could go from one topic to another so easily. What she liked most of all was his laughter and the way it reached his eyes, and the way he never too them off of her.

Still, though, she was surprised when he asked her to dance, but as she looked up at him, standing there with his hand outstretched and a smile on his face, she knew there was nowhere else she wanted to be at that moment.

It’s just a dance, she thought. Nothing to be ashamed or worried about, especially when so many others were present.

“I think I might enjoy a dance with you.” Smiling, she put her hand in his and he led her to the dance floor.

They weren’t the only couple dancing, but as she stood gazing up at his smiling face, she wasn’t thinking about anyone else. His hand, intimately on her waist, pulled her as close as was decent, but she still felt the quickness of her blood flowing in her veins. Being in another man’s arms to dance wasn’t anything new – it happened at dinner functions all the time – but, this was different. She didn’t understand it, but she wasn’t going to stop it either.

“I love this song, don’t you?” she asked.
 
It feels good having her in his arms. James used to go dancing with Barbara before. The days when there was still some romance left in their lives. But never has it felt like this. Never had he wanted the music to go on. Not wanting to let her go. His hands were high up on her waist. Guiding her to the rhythm of the music. Bodies swaying in unison.

"Yes it is a lovely song." He couldn't say anything else. Looking down at her, his eyes transfixed with hers. No words escaping his mouth.

His hands instinctively moving a little lower but still on her waist.Pulling her in a little tighter. Close enough to feel the warmth of their skin between them.

James knew what he was doing. He couldn't deny it any longer. There was no restraint left in him.

His lust for her overwhelmed him as he leaned his face lower nuzzling into the side ofher neck. He did this hesitantly half expecting her to push him away. But she didn't.

He could smell the sweet perfume off her neck, engulfing his senses. His lips parted slightly, kissing her neck gently. Her lack of resistance gives him more courage as his lips move more firmly on her neck. Giving her multiple soft kisses tasting her skin with his lips...
 
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Madison had been letting the music wash over her as they swayed together, his hands on her waist and hers on his shoulders. Her blood was still rapidly coursing through her veins and her heart pounded.

Maybe she should have pulled away, taken a step back...even excused herself and went back to the table, or better yet, to her room. Maybe she should have seen it coming, but she didn't, and when he leaned in to kiss her neck, maybe - just maybe - she should have stopped him. But she didn't.

Instead, she closed her eyes and leaned her head away giving him more access to the flesh just beneath her cheek.

Instead of pushing him away, her arms went up around his neck and held him close to her, not willing for him to stop. And, when he kissed her neck over and over again, she sighed and hoped it wouldn't end.

Unfortunately, the music did. It took a moment for her to realize that people were moving about them as they continued swaying on the dance floor. That's when she pushed him away. Madison was trembling as she looked up at him and smiled.

It took a moment to find her voice. "Thank you, James, for the lovely dance." She said out loud, when all the while she was wanting to invite him back upstairs in her mind.

Instead, she turned and walked back to their table, hoping that she didn't look as flustered as she felt, and wondering where this was going.
 
I've taken things too far....

James just stood there in the middle of the dance floor as Madison walked away. He wasn't used to this. He never thought himself being a cheat. All the stories he's heard of infidelity. He always felt he would be stronger than that. But she makes him weak.

Makes him weak in a good way. Bringing out emotions and feelings in him he once only felt a touch of with Barbara. But she was something else. His legs felt weak as he made his way to the table. The taste of her neck still on his lips. The adrenaline still flowing in his veins.

She didn't pull right away did she?

He makes his way back to the table sitting next to Madison. He wasn't sure how to approach this. He could sense that she was a little uncomfortable.

" sorry about what happened there. Think the alcohol took over a little."

But he wasn't sorry. He knew it was wrong but he wanted more. Wanted all of her. Just for himself.

" I think we should head back to the hotel. It was a lovely dinner and I enjoyed having it with you. Again I'm sorry for what happened earlier. Don't know what came over me"

James wanted to leave. Away from all this people.

He wasn't sure how this night was going to end. He feels his inhibitions starting to weaken even more as the night drew a close
 
Madison looked at him a bit perplexed wondering what he meant, then she realized he was apologizing for the kiss. She wondered if it had not meant anything to him, because that wasn't what she wanted him to do. She didn't want him to apologize for something that had felt so right. Something that had made her pulse race, had made her head spin, had made her want MORE.

Leaning forward and speaking quietly as the music started again, "James, I don't want..." she paused. What if he truly was sorry? What if he hadn't felt the same thing that she had felt out there.

What an embarrassment! Quickly, she agreed about ending their dinner and heading back to their rooms.

"After all, it's been a... a... a long day and we both need our rest. Tomorrow will come around before we know it, right?"

Madison felt ashamed at where her thoughts had lead her tonight. She had been surprised by his kiss, but hadn't wanted it to end. It felt so right somehow. Here she was married, and throwing herself at a poor guy who apparently was in love with his wife. So much so that he was sorry that he had kissed her.

"I should be the one apologizing to you, James. I'm sure you didn't mean to kiss me. Let's consider it forgotten, all right?"

Even as she said the words she knew it was a lie. She wasn't sorry it happened. She was sorry it didn't continue. It wasn't something that she would be forgetting any time soon, either.
 
" Yes, I think we better get going. It is getting late and we do have a long day tomorrow don't we... "

As they got up to leave to restaurant, James could hardly believe what had transpired over such a short period of time. Here he was with a another woman in another country... married and flirting with her.

His mind lapsed over why he was here in the first place. The stress of performing during the conference tomorrow hadn't even hit him today.

He was totally consumed by her.... everything about her was attractive and special.

It was just a small kiss on the neck... And she seemed to take it lightheartedly... Not a big deal..But what else did she want to say? I don't.... what?

James payed the bill and ordered for a cab back to the hotel. He opened the door for her before going to the other side, sitting at the back with her.

" It was a lovely dinner Madison. It was a pleasure having it with you"

James tried to sound a little formal with her. But he couldn't ignore the elephant in the room. He knew he needed to get back to the hotel. Before he did anything else he would regret tonight.
 
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She sat quietly on the way back to the hotel, her hands folded in her lap. For some reason, the city didn't look as vibrant as it did on their way to dinner only a few hours before. She allowed her thoughts to drift back to the dance floor for a brief moment, and how it had felt when his arms were around her, drawing her against him.

"It was a lovely dinner Madison. It was a pleasure having it with you"

Startled back to the present, Madison smiled. She was determined to put a show on for him, so that he wouldn't realize how troubled she was, how conflicted.

She was married, and happily! What was she thinking?

"I had a wonderful evening. The band was very good, I think. Oh, and the food! It was incredible."

After that, nothing more was said and they arrived back at the hotel within minutes. Madison looked up at the hotel as James paid the driver and they exited onto the sidewalk and entered the building.

There was a crowd around the elevators, so they stood to the side to wait their turn. It felt awkward not to be talking to someone she had been talking with all day. It was even more awkward trying to think of something to say. What could she say? He knew she was married, just as he was. It was crazy for her to even want his kiss to linger back there, to have considered more of them. To even be disappointed that they didn't continue!

It would be better when she got to her room. Yes, it would be best when she locked the door behind her.
 
The ride back to hotel was a quiet one. The both of them preoccupied with the thoughts of what happened earlier tonight.

she didn't stop me immediately did she? ... I swore I felt her pull me in at the dance floor... perhaps it was all in the heat of the moment.

James felt a rush of confusion hit his mind. He wasn't sure how to approach the situation.

Just get to the damn hotel and get back to your room.. yes it will all be better once we are back in our rooms... he kept thinking over and over.

But his heart yearns for her so much...

He didn't know how much longer he could control his feelings. But he knew its not a path he wanted to take either. The guilt and regret that follows.... how could he face Barbara again if anything happened... did he even care anymore? back and forth his mind kept playing..

The cab reached the hotel soon enough. It wasn't too far from where they had dinner. They made their way to the elevator after James payed the cab guy his fee.

Was this the end? No he didn't want it to end.. but he wasn't sure how Madison felt. He wasn't sure how she felt about him.

The crowd began to enter the lift as it reached the lobby and there was enough space for the both of them to squeeze in.

He was just behind her. His heart pounding being so close to her... He just wanted to reach around her waist and and pull her in.. He didn't care about creating a scene. He just wanted her so badly.

The crowded lift started to ease off as guest started to reach their floors... It was finally just the two of them in the lift.

The last two floors. first hers then his. The silence between them overwhelmed him.. Her presence next to him overwhelmed him.

James had never done anything like what he was about to do. It was impulsive. It was out of character.

He pushed the emergency stop button on the lift causing the lift to halt midfloors. Turning towards Madison he leans in towards her pinning her against the elevator wall.

holding her face in his hands. leaning in close to hers. His pulse racing through the roof.. his heart beating out of his chest

what are you doing James.. what are you doing..
 
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Madison tried not to think about how close he was standing behind her in the crowded lift. She could feel him brushing softly against her bottom until others reached their floors and left. As the crowd grew thin, James moved beside her and she was almost sorry, though she knew she shouldn't be.

A part of her wanted him to take her in his arms again and, then, she felt guilty for wanting that, knowing where it might lead. Did she really care if it went there? Maybe she did... it would hurt her marriage. Why was she feeling this way about a complete stranger? She had a good marriage, why risk it? But, no matter how she tried to talk herself out of it, she still wanted him to kiss her again.

Finally, they were almost the last two people. She could see the buttons lit and knew that there was only one floor before hers, and Madison tried not to think about what would happen when the doors opened on her floor.

I should thank him again and move off the lift, head to my room and lock the door and take a very cold shower!

As soon as the doors closed and the lift started to move, she took a deep breath and started to speak...at the same moment that James moved forward to hit the emergency button and the elevator stopped.

Turning towards her, James pinned her against the elevator wall, holding her face in his hands, leaning in close to her slightly opened mouth as their eyes locked on one another.

Kiss me, James. Don't hesitate. I want this just as much as you do.
 
He could feel her breath against his lips.
His lips almost touching hers. Close enough that he could feel her aura against his,
but lips not touching, not yet.

His eyes locked against hers. Gazing into her soul.
James moves in a little closer. Pulling her face cradled in his hands towards him. His body pressing hers against the hard elevator wall.
How much he had longed for this to happen. It was inevitable from the time he first laid eyes on her.

All sense of reasoning escapes him. All he wants his her lips against his. To taste her.

James tilts his head. Her hot breath now replaced by her lower lip snuggled between his.
He feels his breath quicken as their lips mingle.
Exploring each other for the first time. A brief hesitancy replaced with lust and desire.

Wrapping his hands now around her small waist he pulls her body towards his. Their kiss growing in passion. The quiet of the lift only disturbed by soft moans and breaths of passion.
 
Softly, ever so softly, his kiss began. Their lips barely touching until the hunger enveloped them. She should have seen it coming. All day it had been building, weaving its way through their day slowly, sensuously, binding them in this moment. She was more surprised at her own desire to kiss him, to want his kiss than she was when he finally moved to kiss her.

As his hands drew her closer, their bodies pressed against each other, Madison's hands went around his neck, her fingers filled with the hair at the back of his head. She breathed in his scent as their mouths tasted and their tongues danced together.

She wasn't thinking of home. She wasn't thinking at all except for how his kiss made her moan, how it made her want to feel their bodies pressed together without their clothing between.

Eventually, she realized that maybe it wasn't the right time, or the right place and Madison's hands moved down to his shoulders as if to signal and ending. In truth, she didn't want him to stop, she only wanted more.
 
He was drowned with passion as their kiss grew more intense.
He could not hide his desire for her any longer. Her moans only intensified his actions.
Twirling his tongue with hers. Mouths locked as one. He didn't want to stop. He wanted more of her. All of her.
His hands on her waist pulling her in. The clothing between them unable to hide the warmth growing in their loins.

He felt her fingers and soft hand cradling his neck and hair. It sent shivers down his spine. James couldn't understand how she could evoke such passion within him. Never has he felt so comfortable with a woman before.

He could feel her hands now on his shoulder nudging him away slightly.

Have I gone too far?

James reluctantly breaks their kiss as he takes her hands in his.
He kisses her forehead. Trailing a kiss down her cheek before he whispers into her ears. His breath still warm from their kiss

" I want you Madison. Even if its just for tonight. I fucking need you."

James restarts the elevator as they make it to her floor. Holding her cheeks in his hand he looks at her.

" I'm gonna walk you to your door. If you decide to shut the door behind me, I completely understand. "

The lift comes to a stop as the doors open to Madison floor.
 
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She was both glad and unhappy when he broke their kiss. She knew that it was the right thing to do, they surely wouldn't remain the only people in the lift; but, still, she keenly felt the loss of his warm lips on hers.

Madison felt herself giving a deep sigh as she listened to his words in her ear. He wanted her just as much as she wanted him. If she had any sense about her, she would have ended things right there and never even let him walk her to the door. If she was thinking straight, she never would have let things go this far. But, her desire for him took hold of her.

Could she really blame it on her lust for him? She wanted him even before they had kissed. Even before she thought it might be a remote possibility that he might want her just as much. There was something about him that caused her to want to be near him. But, she wasn't thinking about these things now. Right now there were only the thoughts of how he had felt leaning into her, his hands on her waist.

As he followed her to the door, her hand clasped around the keycard that she had pulled from her handbag, Madison's only thought was having those things again. His kiss, his touch. More of him.

She opened the door and walked through, turning to find him still standing there at the threshold... and she held the door wide for him to enter.
 
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She didn't utter a word as they left the elevator. James followed her closely behind as they walked back to her room. The thought of Barbara was at the back of his mind as they made their way down the hotel corridor.

Its not too late to turn back...

But James knew that it was a futile attempt to convince himself otherwise. He desperately wanted her back in his arms. His lips on hers. Caressing her. He wanted to make love to her. And he knew there was no other way this night would end. Not if he had a choice about it.

But he wasn't sure how she was taking all this. Their kiss was sensual, perfect until she seemed to want to break away. Maybe her resilience was better than his. James knew he would soon find out.

And he did. As she stood there in her room beckoning him in.

There was only brief hesistancy if any, as James entered the room. He flipped the "do not disturb" sign at the handle as he shut the door behind him. He wasn't taking any chances. Not tonight.

He stood there facing her before grabbing her hand pulling her towards him. Finding her lips with his. There was an urgency with his kiss now. Wrapping his arms around her body. Moving his hands down her waist to her supple cheeks. Caressing them firmly as his tongue danced with hers. Pulling her in with one hand he instinctly reached up to caress her breast with the other. His lust for her was overwhelming.
 
She saw his hesitation, as brief as it was, just before he entered and closed the door. Feeling both nervous and excited, Madison soon found herself in his embrace, his kiss warm and more passionate than in the lift. Her hands slowly moved up his arms, the muscles moving beneath them as his hands moved over her.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as her fingers raked through his hair pulling his head toward her. Moans so soft she hardly realized she was making them were already filling his mouth. It was so intense that she felt her knees start to give way.

Madison backed away only to find herself against the wall. So many thoughts were going through her head but not one of them told her to stop, to end this right now. No, she looked at his tie and found her fingers quickly untying it, unbuttoning his shirt and pushing it off his shoulders.

If she had thought about it, she would have noticed how his heart was pounding in his chest as hard as hers was, that his breathing was as fast as hers, and that the desire on his face matched her own.
 
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He could feel his heart pulsating hard as their kiss grew deeper and more passionate. Her lips danced with his as they began to find a comfortable rhythm. Her soft moans against his lips increasing his arousal. James wanted more of it. More of her. He wanted to hear her cry out in pleasure. He wanted to give that to her.

He felt his shirt come undone as his hands fiddled with her dress, fingers trembling a little. He felt a little anxious as it dawned on him what was about to happen. But he couldn't think straight any longer. He wanted her too much to let his self consciousness dictate his actions.

He felt her dress fall down to her waist exposing her breast. Her chest breathing heavy. His hands caressed her breast gently along the sides before his finger found her nipples, erect and firm. They longed for attention and he gave them that. First with his finger followed by his tongue and mouth as he buried his face against her chest worshiping them. First the right then the left and back again. Suckling on them gently with a gentle bite with his teeth at times. He could feel her respond to his touch as he wrapped his arm around her back supporting her as he made love to her breast.
 
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His mouth felt incredibly warm on her nipple. They hardened quickly under the lapping of his tongue. He switched between them, suckling them both into his mouth, then licking them, biting them. Madison watched her nipples extend as he lavished attention on them, but slowly her eyes closed and her head fell back as he stoked a fire inside her.

Her hands moved around his body from his back to hold the side of his head and then to his arms, stroking them, and back to cradle his head. The desire to touch him, to explore his body with her hands made her moan.

"James," she whispered as she looked at his face. A fleeting thought that this was not her husband swept through her mind, but it was gone as quickly as it entered. Her passion was ignited and there was only one way to quench it.

Madison pulled away and walked to the middle of the room before turning around. As she did, her hands moved down to the dress still hanging about her waist, and she pushed it down over her hips, down over her panties and the stockings she had put on earlier that evening. She didn't take her eyes off James as she stepped out of it and draped it over the chair before walking back over to him and placed her hands on his chest.
 
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He could only admire her sexiness as her lacy top slid further down her body. The full silhouette of her body revealed slowly against the dim light of the room. James cleared his throat as she approached him. He can't remember the last time he felt such yearn for another's woman body.

His eyes were fixated on hers. He was mesmerised by her.
His fingers moved down tracing along her panty line from the back to the front, before he gave it a slight snap against her pubis. He grinned as he felt her react to this.

He moved his hand now a little lower between her legs. Tracing his finger along her panties.
Tracing a line between her pussy lips. He could feel how moist and warm she was. He kept his eyes on her as he did this. Loving her reaction to his touch..
 
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The look in his eyes as his fingers teased her made her bite her lip, a gesture she was unaware of but one that made her look incredibly vulnerable and sexy. His never waivered as he stroked her through her panties, not even as he felt how wet she was becoming.

Her ripe breasts brushed against his bare chest as she stepped a little bit closer, the nipples growing tight at the touch. Madison's sigh was barely discernable as her hands moved up his strong arms, from his wrist to his shoulders where she softly made circles with her index finger, unconsciously making the same movement as his finger on her slit.

Maybe it was wrong... hell, it was wrong... but she enjoyed the soft tease and feel of her panties between them. His finger slid effortlessly, outlining her lips. She could hear the change in his breathing and knew hers was matching it, as both of their desires were kindled and lit. Still, she didn't make any move toward the bed. She was going to let him decide when to take what she had offered to him the moment she slipped out of her dress.

I want him.

I want him to make love to me.
 
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He loved the way she bit her lip. It was endearing. He could feel her breath and pulse respond to his touch. Her nipples were firm. Her breast moving against his chest with each breath she took.
He felt her index finger tease him further as he continued to play with her slit. Digging into his skin as his finger entered ever so slightly between her pussy lips.

His free hand moved up to the back of her neck pulling her in for a kiss as he ushered her towards the edge of the bed. Still kissing her and teasing her pussy lips through her panties. An overwhelming urge took over him. An insatiable appetite for another woman's body. A strange buried desire

Enough teasing...

He grabbed her by the neck squeezing it gently before pushing against her chest tipping her on the bed.

He knelt now between her legs. Hungry eyes gazing at her as he spread her thighs apart firmly with his hands. He began caressing her inner thighs with his lips and tongue. Soft bites between kisses.
He could feel her trying to move her thighs but clamped her down with his hands. His grasp getting more firm. His bites more intense. Always looking at her trying to sense any disapproval.

He was not used to being a dominant partner, but there was something about her driving an animalistic instinct in him. Something he had never felt before.

His kisses and bites moved closer and closer to the centre of her pubis. He was so close now that he could smell her sex through her soaking panties. He looked down smiling. Anticipating the meal to come....
 
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His fingers briefly squeezing her neck before he pushed her to the bed was startlingly arousing.

So hot...

Her thoughts were curtailed by the feel of the bed beneath her as he pushed her back onto it and then her legs being pushed wide with his mouth slowly moving up her thigh. Slow and tantalizing, though with a destination. His finger had already teased her, but knowing he would soon be close enough to taste made her moan as she gripped the bedcovers at her side.

Madison could hardly wait, though. She wanted him to both tease her and devour her at the same time. It was as if she'd been waiting for a gift and it had finally arrived. The anticipation added to the desire to delve into the packaging at the same time as wanting to savor the slow unwrapping.

She lay there enjoying the feel of his licks and the feel of his teeth in her tender flesh, her heart racing.

Do it... do it, please...

These words didn't just run through her mind, she whispered them - so wrapped up in what he was doing that she never even knew that she spoke them.
 
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He could hear her whimper and whisper..
And he knew she wanted more....

But he wanted to enjoy every minute of this delightful torture. As much as he wanted to devour her, he wanted to take his time exploring her body.

James slid his tongue along her panty line, His mouth now replacing where his fingers were. Tasting her juices as it seeped out of her damp panties

Oh my god she taste divine....

He started to peal off her panties down her legs. Kissing her along her thighs calf and feet as he did this. Giving her feet and calf a little massage before diving back between her legs.

" Now that we have that out of the way" James said as he stuck his tongue out. The tip of his tongue now dancing between her pussy lips. Lapping up the juices from his previous tease. He began to unconciously moan as he did this. Enjoying the taste of another woman's pussy.

He took his index finger into his mouth before sliding it into her pussy. Looking up at her as he did this. Moving his finger into her wetness....

" Tell me how much you want me to fuck you. Tell me Madison. Tell me how much you want this "

But he didn't wait for a response as he slid his middle finger inside. Probing her gently. Enjoying what his fingers were doing to her.
 
She held her breath as he slipped her damp panties off and tossed them aside. There was something so tantalizing about having him remove them, the last barrier of her faithfulness... though they hadn't been much of a barrier so far this evening.

Watching his journey down to her feet and back, Madison trembled as his tongue parted her smooth, silky lips and dipped into her. She started to reach for him, the need to touch him was overpowering, but his words found their way through the haze thoughts at the same moment he slipped his finger inside her warm, slick tunnel. Her hips rose of their own volition forcing his finger deeper.

Softly she whispered. "Fuck me"

So softly that she was afraid he wouldn't hear her. "I want you, James"

He moved his finger inside her, turning it, stroking her as if beckoning her to come to him. With their eyes still locked on each other, she moaned once more.

"Please, fuck me, James. I want you so much."

There was no turning back. She wanted him. Had wanted him since she had first seen him in the pool that day. Wanted him more each time she had seen him. She didn't care what kind of person this made her.

Her moan turned to whispered pleading.

"Please, James. I want you deep inside me."
 
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