I got to work that afternoon just like any other afternoon. Actually, scratch that. I got to work that afternoon just like I always did when she was working with me. I made the left in the lot with my music playing loudly to drown out the thud of my heart as I drove up the aisle we always park in. I found her car and looked for the closest possible space to it just in case I didn't chicken out with her that day like I had everyday for the year that I had known her.
I settled on a space two spots away from her and turned off the CD player. I took one last drag of my cigarette and regretted smoking it at all since I knew she wasn't fond of it and again if I didn't chicken out, I wouldn't want the taste of cigarettes on me. So I dug in my purse till I found a breath mint. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
The walk in was always the same. I had mild panic to joy all the way up to the studio with my heart thudding in my ears. I was too old to act and feel this way but I loved every minute of it. I loved feeling alive and that was exactly how she made me feel . I walked through the store up through the men's dept up to the elevator. The elevator ride up was always torture. The doors didn't close fast enough and the elevator car didn't go up fast enough and the doors then didn't open fast enough. I impatiently stood there staring at the buttons waiting for the number two to lose it's glow saying that I had arrived and she was just on the other side of those doors.
I made the left as I left the elevator and there she was. Oh how she took my breath away. She stood at the counter with a big smile on her face that went into her eyes with the brightest sparkle I had ever seen. She was on the phone with a customer and I had to wait to say hello but I went behind her to drop my purse into an empty drawer. I turned and stood facing her back as she talked. The instinct is to grab and hold her close to me but the safe thing is to play with her hair and rub her back a bit. Her hair was shorter than she liked and was growing in but to me she looked beautiful and her hair was smooth and thick between my fingers. I caught the faint smell of her hair and it intoxicated me. She knows that I like her but I don't think she knows just how much.
I know she's married and I really shouldn't put myself through this for a married woman who actually is happy as opposed to me who has been with a man that hasn't loved her in years but it didn't matter anyway because over the years I had come to realize that my interest in girls was not a phase and it would not go away and soon enough I would have to really get over my own fear and just come out already. She hung up with the customer and turned and started talking about the day and our boss and all the other stuff that was normal for anyone to go over with someone that was just starting their shift.
It was just the two of us tonight. The room to the right called me as she talked. It was set back just far enough and it was private enough. I had so many fantasies of taking her in there and pushing her up against the wall and kissing her. I wanted to feel her pressed against the wall with my hands cupping her face. I wanted to feel our tongues dancing together. I wanted to feel the rise and fall of her breasts against mine as we tried to catch our breath.
We did our normal small talk and worked through our day. I would watch her in the camera room when I wasn't busy. We spent most of our time on the floor taking pictures and that meant that I got to stare at her ass most of the time which had become one of my favorite things to do. I watched her lay on the floor to get a shot and I admired the curves of her legs as they bent up behind her. She always complained about her body but I saw nothing wrong with her at all. She was beautiful.
The night wore on with the normal activities. It was time to close before I knew it. Of course the thoughts started going through my mind. Tonight I would not chicken out. Tonight I would not get in my car after saying goodbye to her yelling at myself and calling myself a coward. We started the walk down to the cars and we talked and laughed and all the while I was mentally preparing myself. If I chicken out tonight, I will never forgive myself. It's been too long since I had had any woman in my arms and the months of being so close to her had gotten to me. I was ready.
We got to the cars and we talked more behind her car. It was time. She looked so pretty by the glow of the moon or maybe it was the parking lot lights but either way, her hair shone and her smile sparkled up through her face. It was time. It was time. I took a step closer as she talked and I congratulated myself for moving forward. Another step. I reached for her hand and she stopped talking. Here we go. I pulled her against me and put my hand on her cheek. I looked into those beautiful brown eyes and that was it. I brought my lips to hers and kissed her softly. She settled in against me and kissed back. Oh god did it feel good to have her like this. Her lips were soft and I sucked her lower lip into my mouth. I felt her put her hands on my back and pull me closer. I parted her lips with my tongue and felt the inside of her mouth. She moved her tongue against mine and a soft moan escaped me. Oh I wanted to stay there and kiss her forever. It took all I had to trace my lips away from hers to the side of her neck but there it was better. I smelled her hair and I carefully kissed and gently nibbled at her. She moaned and I felt her tighten her arms. I kissed down to her collar bone and around to the other side. I felt the need in me to touch her grow.
My hand that had been on her cheek slid down her shoulder and arm to her waist. I ran my hand up her to just under her breast. I wanted to touch them but we were in full view of anyone in the lot and I knew that if this was to continue we needed to go somewhere. I whispered in her ear, "Where do you want to go?" She said we should go to a hotel. It was a practical answer because home for us meant husbands and kids and we needed it to be just us. So I grabbed her hand and took her to my car. I let her in and went back to my side as fast as I could. This was happening and I was ecstatic.
We drove to a small place not far from work quietly. We, who always had so much to say, were strangely quiet. We walked in the door of the hotel and checked in and I just looked at her. She was so beautiful and at the moment she was mine. We walked to the room hand in hand and I opened the door with the plastic key. The room was dark but it didn't matter. I pushed the door closed and then I pushed her against the wall. I kissed her again, harder than last time. I let my hands wander up from her waist to her breasts. I cupped them through the fabric and kissed her neck again. Her breasts had been calling me for months and the feel of them in my hands was unreal. I kissed up the side of her neck and took her earlobe in my mouth and sucked it softly into my mouth. She had her hands on my shoulders and I felt her squeeze a bit. I whispered in her ear, "Are you sure?" I had to give her one last out. She had never been with a woman and the last thing I wanted was to have her regret it or feel like I forced her. I wanted her relaxed and willing. I mainly just wanted to hear her say yes because it would be the thing I had wanted to hear her say for so long. She breathed out a yes so soft and sweet and she turned to kiss me.