I sat on the edge of the bed wondering what I was doing. Oh sure, I knew why I was there at the motel. I was there to meet a coworker of mine, Kevin. No, not just there to meet him, I was there to have sex with him. I, Eve Thomason, a married woman, was actually waiting in a motel room to meet a married man and have sex.
I was bored. With a husband, three children and a full time job, I was bored silly. Being with Kevin excited me. He was attractive and flirty and just the tonic I needed. I began fantasizing about him soon after we were assigned to work closely on a project. The things I imagined him doing! Soon I was lusting after him all day while we worked.
Finally he caught me looking at him. I had just about been drooling at the thoughts running amok in my brain when he unexpectedly turned around.
"You know, Eve," he said, "Looking at a man that way could make him assume things."
"You know, Kevin," I fired right back as I looked him in the eyes, "A woman who looks at a man like that might just want him to assume things." I was more excited than I had been in a long time. My heart was beating fast, and my breathing was a little funny.
"Be careful," Kevin answered as he covered the two steps between us, "You might get exactly what you're asking for."
It almost felt like slow motion as he reached around my back with one hand and put his other on the back of my neck. Our eyes met and I know the arousal in my eyes was obvious. He pulled me up on my toes as he bent toward my face. My lips parted and my eyes half closed, I watched him come closer. I could feel the heat of his lips as they neared mine.
We seemed suspended in that moment... our breath the same, our hearts thundering a crescendo in our ears... at last our lips touched, and a thrill coursed through me I hadn't experienced for years. As his tongue found its way between my lips, my knees weakened. My arms went round his neck and I clung to him like a woman drowning. Indeed, I was drowning in my lust for him and my need to do whatever it took to satisfy my craving.
"God I have wanted you, Eve," Kevin groaned as we pressed against each other. I could feel his own arousal becoming more evident. "Please tell me I can have you," he whispered in my ear.
Just then there was a knock at the door. We jumped apart and began shuffling the nearest stack of papers. The secretary, Iris, poked her head in the door and said she was leaving for lunch if I didn't need her. I muttered something about everything being fine and she closed the door.
I looked at Kevin. He knew as I did that if Iris ever caught wind of anything she would tell everyone she knew. She was the best secretary our company had ever had, but she was a nosy gossip. We had learned to keep the coffee room chatter down to a minimum since Iris had come around.
Kevin took me back into his arms after a minute. "I need to make love to you, Eve, but we can't do anything here," he murmured against my ear, "Will you meet me somewhere?" With my heart pounding I looked up at him. His warm, brown eyes gazed into mine and I was helpless to do anything but give in to my desire. We made arrangements to meet at a nearby motel during lunch.