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at me. I think you’re experienced when it comes to getting your way?”

I turned off the television and sat the remote down, determined to head to work before it became any more awkward. “I better get going.”

“What’s the hurry?” Her question made me turn to look at her, because at that moment I wondered if she was losing it.

I should have never given her my attention. When I did, I watched as she lowered her tight blue tank top off her shoulder. “What’s wrong, Grayson? Do I scare you? Haven’t you ever fantasized about being with me?”

“No!” I was adamant. “Stop this. You need to get going, Kyla.”

She crawled across the couch, breaking the distance between us. Before I could react by stepping backwards, she captured both of my arms. “I can’t stop thinking about being with you. Don’t you want to touch me?” I was ready to pull away, and then she sweetened the deal. “I won’t tell anyone. It’s just between us.”

It was weird kissing another woman other than Rachel, at first. Kyla moved her tongue at a different rhythm and it took me a few seconds to match her groove. With every thought of stopping, I had more about going further. Suddenly my rational thinking went out the door. She pulled away and removed her top, tugging me down on the couch with her. I hovered over her, still intent on making out, like I assumed someone her age would want. She wasn’t interested in that though. She wanted what was beneath my trousers. While kissing me, she used her skilled hands to unfasten my belt, then I felt my button coming loose. She shoved her fist down until she was able to put her hand around my dick. While steadily gripped, she jerked it up and down. I groaned and tried to rationalize once more with what I was about to do.

I couldn’t stop it now.

I couldn’t stop her.

I didn’t want to.

Our clothes came off quickly. We met back on the couch, until I slid off to examine her soft, curvy body. She let me touch her, and I felt chills down to my feet. She was perfect, and she wanted me, the old man she’d been around as much as her own parents. This wasn’t right, which made it feel so good.

When I entered her for the first time I got lost in it – in her. I forgot about my responsibilities, my commitments, and above all, who I was. Kyla and I fucked right there on my couch not once, but twice. I didn’t need a break, not with someone so seductive. She let me flip her over and take her from behind. She let me fuck her in her ass, and she practically begged me for it. The little temptress knew what she was doing. She was skilled in the male anatomy and took advantage of her knowledge. We spent the whole damn day naked. I felt like a kid again, and I think she recognized it. She kept taunting me with different ideas, and giving me more reasons to keep coming back. She knew I couldn’t resist her, and when it was time for her to leave she gave me the hottest blow-job I’d ever received. I was captivated by her essence, and until she walked out the door, I didn’t feel the least bit sorry for what I’d done, because in lieu of my actions, I’d rediscovered a part of myself that had been dormant for too long. I suppose that’s why I couldn’t stop it from happening over and over again. After time it was just normal to hook up with Kyla and go about my day. We’d fuck wherever we could, even at my office.

When I woke up this morning I felt good about life. I was getting away with murder, per se. I was involved with two women, one emotionally, and one physically. All it took for it to end was to see my emotional relationship fall apart before my eyes. It was a wakeup call, and now I had to come to terms with how it would impact my future.

Chapter 4

Rachel

Tissues. How could we be out of tissues? I specifically remember there being three full boxes when I arrived home yesterday. As I pulled the very last one out of the square package, I recalled the past twenty-four hours.

Feeling as if I had nothing, I ventured over to the stairwell and looked around at the pictures strategically