C is a petite, curly haired brunette with hazel eyes, a slim figure, and firm, rounded breasts just big enough to fill the hand of a large man. She is incredibly attractive, bisexual, and into threesomes.
She is also married to a worm of a man who does not deserve a woman of her pure, passionate energy. The worst part is, that man does not happen to be me.
Since I've known her, C and I have had an almost magnetic attraction to each other. Seriously. People can feel it when they are near us, and even tease us about it sometimes. Her husband freaks out if he hears she and I are ever alone together. So does her current girlfriend, probably. So in the interest of family harmony, she and I don't see each other much. We email, and flirt on the phone, but that's about it. Once, she confided in me that her husband had never brought her to orgasm. I told her if I ever had the chance, I would do so much better.
A few weeks ago, I found myself napping on my living room couch, the door and windows open, and a pleasant breeze drifting over my bare chest. I awoke to the feel of someone's eyes on me.
It was C, standing in the doorway in a black skirt and form-hugging top, smiling sweetly at me.
"Hi," she said softly, "sorry to wake you."
"No... come in." I managed, dragging myself into a sitting position.
C stood over me for a minute and our eyes met. Bam! There was that magnetic attraction, like a pressure inside me, pushing out all over. I moved a throw pillow over my shorts, to conceal my growing erection. C smiled again and sat next to me on the couch, her gaze still locked with mine.
"I came over to see if you wanted to talk." She said.
My hand caressed her cheek. I nodded my head to the offer to chat, but I couldn't think of a damn thing to say. She was stunning. I wanted to take her all into my mouth and swallow her whole. I wanted my hands everywhere on her at once.
Our faces drifted closer together, a look of mixed confusion and desire in her eyes. I didn't know that this was what she wanted, but I wasn't in control. I'd never felt anything like it.
We kissed, an electric tingle coursing through my veins when our lips and tongues met. I clutched her to me tightly, and she moaned softly.
We held the embrace for some minutes before she pulled away from me.
"We can't do this."
"I can't not do it, C. I want you. I've wanted you since I met you."
We kissed again, and her tongue played over my teeth. She tasted so sweet.
She pulled away again. I was going absolutely out of my mind with my desire to possess this woman. "We can't! I'll get in trouble. It's not worth it."
That hurt, but she had a child to think about, with that pathetic husband of hers.
