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"Was that you I saw in the Old Swan Friday evening?"
Monday, I was at work and Sheila the HR bitch had just come into my office and sat down in front of me. "Looked like you were meeting a good friend, is he from out of town?"
I really wanted to insert a waste paper basket in her mouth. I don't hate her really, but I've not known how to react to her since the Christmas party 2 years ago when she caught me a bit the wrong side of at least three Southern Comforts and kissed me. And I kissed her back. I didn't mean to do that, but thank goodness no-one saw. Now my mind flashed to several occasions when I found we were alone together and I felt she was trying to seduce me. Plus another time in a crowded elevator when she dropped some files and when she stooped to pick them up she gently stroked the inside of my thigh causing me to gasp audibly.
Now what should I say in response. To say the John was a friend of my husband would risk exposing my husband as a cuckold, to say he was a friend of mine made me obviously a cheating slut. Any lie would mean I was caught red handed. Oh Fuck!
I laughed, trying not to sound scared. "John is my brother, well half-brother, and he and my husband don't get on so we usually meet somewhere when he is in the area." It was the best I could come up with on the spot and it was nowhere near good enough as I was about to find out.
"I am not sure you are supposed to kiss even a half-brother like you did?" She stood up and pushed her chair against the door. She walked around to my side of the desk. "I think he was a lot more than a brother." Her hand fell on my knee and moved just a little way up my skirt; "you could start a really hot rumor around here if someone saw you". She bent down. Her nose was nearly touching mine and I felt her warm breath on my mouth. I tried to speak but her lips pressed to mine and I felt my mouth open involuntarily. Then a knock on the door and she stood upright suddenly as George the CFO (and my boss) stumbled through the door nearly falling over the chair. Nice oldish chap, didn't seem to have a clue what he might have walked in on.
"Alright Kay, I think I see your point, but I will take a lot of persuading, why don't we meet up for a drink later and discuss" and with that she breezed out.
I tried to get back to work after George left and I was just getting my head together when an email arrived from Sheila. It read "Old Swan -- 6pm. You will tell your husband you have a meeting and you will be late home". It didn't seem to require a reply. I sent Steve a text and made a determined effort to put it out of my mind until it was time to drive to the hotel.
Five thirty came. An appointment reminder popped up on my screen. The bitch had accessed my calendar. I packed up my desk and headed to the car. Driving round to the hotel I saw no-one I knew, nor any cars that I recognized. I walked into the bar and bumped right into Sheila. "Large Southern Comfort and ice isn't it?" and she thrust a glass into my hand. "Let's find somewhere quiet and we can talk." I got the feeling she was on a mission to get something she wanted.
She gestured me to sit in a dark corner in the far side of the bar and sat next to me pinning me in between her and a large heavy table. "So, who is the mystery lover Kay? You know you have to tell me everything. Does Steve know?"
I denied everything and protested that it was all completely innocent. She just kept on at me. Kept saying that there was bound to be some talk and Steve would find out. Steve would be really angry. Then I heard myself say "No he won't" and that stopped her in her tracks and she smiled.
"Steve knows doesn't he? He must be.....". I don't know if it was the look on my face or whether she was guessing. "Don't tell me he is happy about ..... Oh my god, it was his idea wasn't it?" Then she smiled again. "How awful it would be if the story got out Kay, it would be so embarrassing."
"You won't say anything will you?"
"Of course not Kay" I felt her arm around my shoulder. "It can be our secret" Now her other hand was on my knee. I lifted my head and her face was an inch from mine with her mouth slightly open. "We are friends aren't we...." I could feel warm breath on my face. It felt familiar, it felt safe. Her lips brushed mine and I could not help myself. I pressed myself forward and kissed her. It was me, I did it and I knew I had not waited for her this time. Her hand was on my breast gently pushing me back. "Easy sweetie, it's very public here, you will get us both fired, let's see if we can find somewhere". She pulled out her phone and made a call. Within a minute she had booked a room somewhere.
