On the way home, she held her partner's hand. She tried to think about them, but
thoughts of Clark kept entering her mind. She could not get his smile and those
sapphire eyes out of her mind. They seemed to burn right through to the very
core of her soul.
They arrived home early the next morning. Lucky they had both taken the day off
of work. They had both been up all night and needed to sleep. The boys, 5 & 9,
were self-sufficient. Teri showered and through in a load of laundry. She took
the denim shirt she had worn the night before and smelled it. It still held
Clark's scent. She didn't really want to wash it. She wanted to hold on to the
thought of him a little while longer.
As she laid down to nap, images of him drifted into her dreams. She couldn't
stop thinking of him. She had to know if he was thinking of her too. She went on
line and sent him and E-mail thanking him for the weekend. She had felt a cold
coming and felt as if she had caught his cold. She playfully thanked him for
sharing his cold.
The next few days seemed to be a dream. She returned back to work, lived out her
days thinking only of him. She couldn't wait to get home and read his return
E-mail. Their E-mails had turned more and more playful. She flirted with him and
he flirted back. It was over the Internet, so it was harmless. She wasn't
looking into his blue eyes, he couldn't see her brown eyes.
Then one evening after the boys had gone to bed, there was a knock at the door.
She answered and Clark was there like a breath of fresh air. At last they were
face to face. No more E-mail between them. They had to confront each other. Teri
thought she was going to cum right then and there. He asked if he could come in,
she told him Bill wasn't home. He said he had talked with Dean the night before
and found out that Bill was working at the police station that night. So, he
planned this. He did not want her husband to be home.
He said that ever since they had left his place, he could not stop thinking of
her. Her heart started to race. Yes, he too had been thinking of her. But it
wasn't right. She was married. Her boys were sleeping in their rooms. Her
husband wasn't home. She hugged him and said she was glad to see him. He leaned
into her and kissed her. She pushed him back and said it was wrong, that she
loved Bill and the boys. She couldn't do this to them. He took her, leaned her
back and kissed her again, this time long and hard. She couldn't think. Her
heart was pounding. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hands were sweaty. This is
what she had been fantasizing about all week. She knew she wanted this. She
wanted him. She had only known one man in her life. Now it was time to taste
someone different. But could she do this? He was kissing her neck and caressing
her shoulders. Her knees were starting to buckle and a warmth was growing
between her legs.
Her walked her over to the couch and sat her down. He looked her long and deep
in the eyes. Her hands were pushing him away, but her eyes were saying, "take
me". He pushed her back and continued kissing her. His tongue began searching
her mouth. He tasted her warm sweet lips. How he had imagined how they would
taste. He wanted to taste more of her. He wanted to know her inside and out. He
reached for her breasts. They were soft and full. She gasped at his touch. Her
nipples shivered and sprang forth at his touch. He took one through her shirt
and gently squeezed it between his thumb and index finger. A soft moan escaped
her lips. She arched her back and pushed her chest into him. He continued
kissing her lips while playing with her breasts. His kisses were deep and
passionate. Her head was spinning. She was drowning in their lust.
His lips left hers and began to work their way down her neck. He lifted her
shirt, cupped one of her breasts, releasing it from the confines of her bra. She
shivered. Chills were going down her spine as the heat was growing inside her
womb. He gently took hold of her nipple and rolled it in his fingers. It
hardened to his touch. He breathed on it, then took it into his mouth. Gently he
held it between his teeth and pulled out on it. It stood out about and inch and
a half. She moaned and scratched his back with her nails.
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