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“Fuck, you’re big,” she said.

“That’s it, baby, talk dirty to me.”

He’d only ever seen her as prim and proper. This was a
new side of her, and he liked it.

“Fuck me, Richard.”

“I am.”

“No, fuck me.” She levered herself off the desk trying
to take more of his dick. He removed his hand from the base of his cock, and
held her hips.

“Shit, stop, Tempe.”

“No, you’re being gentle. Don’t be gentle with me.
We’ve crossed that line now, Richard, fuck me.”

Damn!
He wanted her so much. Holding onto her hips, he
slammed in deep, and she took all of him. Every single inch of his cock, and he
groaned, loving the warmth of her pussy surrounding him.

She was so hot, wet, and tight.

Temperance wrapped her arms around his neck, and her
legs were wrapped around his waist, squeezing him tightly.

“You’ve been under my fucking nose all this time.” He
had to wonder if she was limited to only one man. Watching Temperance come
apart had to be one of the hottest things he’d ever witnessed.

“What?” she asked, frowning.

“Nothing.” He pulled out of her, and slammed within
her, watching her cry out. Kissing her neck, he drove in her again, loving the
tightness of her. “Come on, Tempe, ride my dick. Take what you want.”

He lifted her up from the desk and walked the few steps
back toward his office chair. Lowering himself into the chair, he pushed her
shirt off her body, reaching behind her to flick the catch of the bra. Her tits
spilled free, and he threw the shirt and bra to the floor. At the same time,
she tore his shirt out of his pants, and started working open the buttons.

Her nails scored over his chest, and he gripped her
ass beneath her skirt, knowing he’d leave marks with how hard he held her.

With his hold on her ass, he made her start to ride
his cock. He looked up from between where they were joined, to her beautiful
eyes. She had these starling eyes, which were like gemstones. He found himself
captured by them.

“Fuck me, Tempe.”

“This is so far across the line,” she said, moaning.

“Over the line. We’re fucking miles across over it.”
He’d never fucked an employee, and even though he’d dreamed of taking
Temperance, he never truly believed he’d do it.

With the taste of her still in his mouth, and the feel
of her cunt wrapped around his dick, he didn’t care.

Right there in his office, he watched her tits swing
in front of his face, as he continued to fuck up into her pussy.

Releasing her ass, he sank his fingers into her hair
and pulled her down, to claim her lips. His orgasm was so close, and the way
she rippled around his cock, Richard couldn’t hold back.

Holding her hip, and the back of the head, he took the
both to the floor with her beneath him. He didn’t once release her lips as he
rode her hard, fucking inside her with abandon, giving her everything.

Only when he screamed her name, as she did the same
with his own name, did reality start to set in. He spilled his cum into the
waiting condom, and the moment the pleasure began to ebb away, he pulled back,
staring into her eyes.

The line had been crossed, and Richard didn’t know
what the hell to do.

****

“Come on, Jay, you’ve been blowing me off for weeks,”
Friday said.

Jay stared at the girl he’d been trying to stop coming
to his apartment. He’d met her in a club one Friday night, they’d had sex, and
for a short time, she became the woman he saw on a Friday. Usually, he only saw
women when Temperance was no longer home. He missed her, and with her working
for the big hotshot, it had been impossible to actually get her alone.

“I’m not in the mood.”

“You’re never in the mood. Have you found someone
else, or do you have some hard-on for your fat roommate?”

Gritting his teeth, he took a step away from Friday.
The apartment had a lot of pictures of him and Temperance. His friend wasn’t
slender. Temperance possessed curves that some women deemed fat. He loved her shape,
and spent most of his time wishing he could hold onto those lush curves. She
was at least a size sixteen, but he didn’t care. He loved Temperance no matter
her size.

“I’m not going to do this with you. I want you to
leave,” he said.

Just as Friday was about to open her mouth, he heard
the front door slam. Temperance was home.

Chapter Three

 

Temperance slammed into her apartment and started to
pace the entrance hall. “What the hell have I done?”

“Tempe, is that you?”

She looked up to see her best friend, Jay. She shared
her apartment, and Jay was a bad boy accountant, or that was what he told her. They’d
been friends for the longest time, and shared a lot together.

“Yes, it’s—” She cut off when she saw a red head
coming out of his room. The other woman wore a revealing dress that did nothing
to really cover her body. “Erm, okay.”

“Tempe, this is Red. Red, this is Tempe,” Jay said.

“I have a real name. Emma is my real name, and I’m
leaving. I can’t believe you would pick her over me. You’re an asshole, Jay,
and you can find someone else to fuck and be your girlfriend.”

“What? No, no, no, I’m not his girlfriend. I’m just
his friend. We room together.”

“Weird,” Red said, before leaving.

“Weird? How are we weird? It’s normal what we do,
right?” Temperance asked.

“I don’t know. I guess it’s pretty weird. We’re not
young anymore.”

“So? How does it have to be weird? I’m twenty-nine
years old, and so are you. We’re both not attached.”

“Yeah, I don’t really care what my Friday night is
thinking.”

“Friday night?”

“Yeah, you’re usually over at your parents’ house, on
a Friday night.”

Temperance rubbed her temple. “Please tell me you’re
not one of those guys who label their women based on the day of the week you
screw them?” She moved toward the couch and slumped down. Her night was going
from bad, to great, to worse. The bad boy accountant image fit Jay perfectly.

“Does it matter? She thought I was being insulting
only calling her Red, when I have her in my phone as Friday.” Jay pulled out
his cell phone, pulling up the other woman’s information, and showing it off to
her.

“You’re a pig, right? You get that.”

“Does your boss let you get away with that mouth, or
has he discovered you’ve got a hot, sexy side?”

She groaned, grabbing a pillow, and putting it over
her face.

“That’s not exactly the answer I was going for.”

“It’s complicated, Jay.”

“Is that why you slammed the door to get into the
apartment?”

“I didn’t slam anything.”

“Er, you did, and you weren’t quiet about it either.
It was an almighty slam.”

Peeking around her pillow, she watched as he did the
action as well as if he knew all along what he was doing. “It wasn’t like
that.”

“It was. I’d just been about to give Friday the update
that she was boring me, and you interrupted me. Completely messed with my
muse.”

“How am I even friends with you?”

“I’m adorable, and I’ve never been mean to you.”

That was true. She’d been friends with Jay ever since
playschool. Their parents had been close, and she had been close with Jay. Even
throughout school, and then into high school, he’d stuck by her side. She’d
been the chubby, awkward kid, but he didn’t drop her. Everyone knew not to mess
with her unless they wanted to face his wrath. He took care of her. They ended
up going to the same college, and yes, he took her virginity, which was the
creepy part of their relationship. Temperance hadn’t been able to handle the
feelings he’d inspired, and she’d cut it off before he had the chance to. They
had gotten past it. Their friendship came before anything else. Jay fucked
around, and she had the occasional dates. Unless it was serious, they had each
other. To this day, Temperance had never had a serious boyfriend, and she
doubted she ever would.

She let out a sigh. “I did something stupid.”

“How? You’ve been at work all day.”

“That was the problem. My boss, Richard, he wanted me
to stay behind. He has this new account, and I can’t tell you about it, so
don’t ask. Anyway, something has been a little different today, and we crossed
a line.”

“You crossed a line? Sounds exciting.”

“Be serious for a second, Jay. Honestly, it’s scary.”

“Why?”

“I slept with my boss.”

Silence fell in their small apartment, and she chanced
a glance at Jay to see him frowning. The moment he caught sight of her staring,
she groaned. “You think badly of me, don’t you?”

“What? No?” He shook his head. “Of course not.”

“You’re being weird with me, Jay. Please give it to me
straight.”

“You slept with your boss?”

“There wasn’t any sleeping taking place. We had sex.
Hot sex.” She sighed. “Mind-blowing sex.”

Jay nodded, and a second later he stood up. “This is
the boss you’ve been talking about a lot, right? Richard Bruce?”

He was acting strangely, almost as if he was jealous,
but that couldn’t be the case. Jay was never jealous. He complained about other
women being jealous but never about her.

“He’s my boss, Jay.”

“It’s not like that. You’ve been attracted to him long
before now, right?”

Biting her lip, Temperance had to think, and she knew
the truth. “I guess, yeah.”

Jay nodded.

“Is something wrong?” Temperance asked.

“No. It’s not.”

“I made a huge mistake. I’m going to have to give in
my resignation letter.”

“How was it?”

“What?”

“The sex. How was it?” Jay poured them both a glass of
wine, offering her one, which she took. She needed everything to help her come
to terms with what the hell had just happened in her life.

“It was … amazing. I mean, it was only in the office
but he knows what to do with his hands, and mouth, and it has been so long.”
Her cheeks heated recalling the way he held her ass, riding her pussy as he
did.

“I’m happy for you. What are you going to do now?”

“I don’t have a clue.” She groaned, dropping her head
back against the couch. “I’m going to have to quit.”

“Well if you do, you know I’m here.”

“You’re supposed to be supportive, and tell me not to
worry about it.”

“I’ve never visited you at your office, have I?” he
asked. “I don’t know who this Richard is?”

“Huh? No, I don’t think you have. You’re always
dealing with numbers, and clients.”

“Yeah, it shocks the fuck out of women when they find
out an accountant has blown their mind.”

“It makes a change for me to be the crazy one, and not
you.”

“This guy must mean something to you to go that next
step.”

“I really don’t know. I like him. He’s … different.
Yeah, he’s different, and when he looks at me, he sees me.” She smiled
recalling how intensely Richard watched her, the heat in his gaze.

“You’re a sexy woman, Tempe, and he doesn’t even know
the real you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she asked, chuckling.

“I know how much you like to have fun, and experiment,
and I’ve also seen you in action. Don’t forget I had you first.” Jay stroked
her cheek, and she smiled at him.

“Very true. You were my first corruption.”

He laughed, pulling his hand away. “If this guy has
any sense, but I don’t think he does as they’re all the same. Rich, wealthy,
with very little dick.”

Temperance shook her head. “He’s rich, wealthy, smart,
and he’s very well endowed in that department.”

“Okay.”

Jay was not acting how she imagined. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.”

“So, do you have someone to replace Friday?”
Temperance frowned. “What about Monday and Wednesday? I know you had a big
argument with them a couple of weeks ago. Are you letting them go as well?”

“Yeah, I guess I’ve been a bit lax in my judgment
lately.”

“What’s going on? What have you done with my friend?”
She touched his cheek, laughing as she did so.

“I’m fine.”

He held onto her hand, locking their fingers together.
They had done this a lot growing up. Their parents had found their friendship
to be sweet at first, and then become a little uncomfortable. Neither of them
had seen that they were developing, and that they were no longer allowed
sleepovers. Of course, Jay was the first to lose his virginity, and he told her
all about it. She never felt jealous though.

Jay was her best friend, and she loved him.

“I’m going to head to bed. I’ve still got to work
tomorrow.”

“Didn’t he drop you off?” Jay asked.

She finished her wine and winced. “Not really.
Afterward, he went into the bathroom, and I did the whole disappearing act. I
didn’t really think it through.”

“Do you think he could come here?”

“I hope not.”

****

Shit, she had found someone.

Jay’s heart raced as he stared at his best friend.
What the fuck was he to do? He didn’t want to lose her, and yet, he saw the
look in her eye. She wanted Richard, and it went far beyond just fucking. Was
there a way he could share her? He’d never been averse to sharing a woman, but
Temperance had shown no desire for it. Jay was willing to do whatever it took
to win her over.

“Do you want him to come here?” Jay asked.

“I’m not sure. How about you? How has your night
been?”

“Okay.”

He didn’t want to talk about how he’d been pacing the
apartment, scared out of his mind about losing his best friend, and the only
woman he’d ever loved. “I watched some television.”

Lies, all of it.

****

“What do you do when the woman you fucked runs out on
you?” Richard asked, pulling up his pants.

He was so fucking angry finding her doing the
disappearing act.

“Why are you asking me?” Lewis asked.

“I called Russ, and he’s busy.”

“So? I’ve got business to take care of.”

“Everyone knows you’ve been dealing with Mandy. Give a
guy a break and help me out.”

“There’re seven other men you can call who’ll help you
out.”

“I’m not looking for just any opinion. I want yours or
Russ’s.”

“Why?”

Tugging on his suit jacket, he glared at his cell
phone. He had it on speaker, and his so-called friend was starting to really
piss him off. “You know what it’s like to connect to another woman.”

“I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about.”

“For fuck’s sake, Lewis. You’ve just spent every
moment of your adult life hunting for a woman who went missing years ago. Mandy
is not just some kind of pussy to you. She means something.”

“What are you trying to get at?”

“Are you being obtuse on purpose? I’ve just had sex
with a woman, and she’s more than just some random pussy.”

“Oh, okay, now that makes sense. She ran out on you?”

It seemed like a switch went off inside of Lewis’s
head.

“Yeah, she ran out on me.”

“Who is she?”

“She works for me.”

“Wow, you’re breaking your own code there.”

“Yeah, I don’t need you to spell it out for me. I know
I broke my own code.”

“Wait, are we talking about Temperance? You screwed
Temperance?”

“Yes, I screwed her, and she ran out on me.” He rubbed
the back of his head, trying to figure out what the hell to do. Richard couldn’t
recall ever being in this position before, and he was out of his depth.

“What do you want to do?”

“Go after her.”

“Then why don’t you?”

“What?”

“Go after her? You know her address. You’ve just been
screwing her. Go after her, and do whatever the hell you want to do.”

“Bye,” Richard said, hanging up the phone.

He took a seat behind his desk, accessed the secured
employee files, and typed in Temperance’s name.

Her details came up, and he quickly typed them in his
phone so that he could get directions.

Before he had the chance to talk himself out of what
he was about to do, he was in his car, and following the road toward her
apartment. She lived in a really nice area, which he was happy about. The last
thing he wanted was for her to be in an awful place. Temperance never made
anything personal, and when he actually thought about their time together, she
never talked about herself.

Today was the first that that they had ever crossed
the line.

They were both usually … he didn’t know the way to
describe the way that they were. After what he’d experienced with her
underneath him, he wasn’t going to give that up.

He followed the directions until he was pulling up
outside of a large building. There was parking outside, so he pulled up and
made his way into the building. There was a guy on reception, and Richard
nodded toward him before making his way toward the elevator. No one stopped
him.

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