Following our last encounter, we had driven home in silence. I was shocked that I had just had hard and rough anal in a public place with someone who I had already been forbidden from talking to, who had a girlfriend.
When he dropped me off at my car, I went to leave. He grabbed my hand to stop me and I turned to look into those eyes. Why had never realised how much emotion he kept in those big, dark, beautiful eyes? He said "I meant it."
I had wondered if I'd imagined it when he had said he loved me whilst he was inside me. It didn't matter right now. He still had a girlfriend that was already highly suspicious of me. We still worked together on a place where I was being considered for promotion and my homewrecking would not go down at all well.
I said nothing, but he kissed me. I let him. I wanted him more and more everytime I felt his tongue slide back into my mouth. I got out of the car and into mine, and drove home.
The following day at work, I knew he was in the same building as his girlfriend, I knew I wouldn't hear from him. I was getting angry that I was playing second best but also, I wriggled uncomfortably everytime I thought about him as my pussy got wet again. I tried not to think about him.