Like lightening, my heart struck a nerve in my chest. I couldn’t breath and was beginning to feel light headed.

The doors separating me from reality on the other side spread open before me. Outside, Candace steps inside, wearing some fitted denims, that hugged her hips and compressed her magnificant curves. She was thick and had the body to prove it.

Today, her hair rests again in a bun. The shirt she wore displayed a bit of her olive colored skin beneath the navel. Her perfect stomach and breath taking body blew me away. I was distracted and didn’t know what to do or say. She was the first woman that ever had me tongue tied. I’m guessing that’s why I must confess the truth to my wife. She must know what her wife’s about to do and the cause that this here situation could effect.

Bette, had a weakness for women. But, there was something about this hispanic woman that had Bette dancing on the tips of her toes, like some ballerina.

She enters my office and steps closer toward my desk. I’m guessing that she knew she had me drawn to her. She knew I was into her. And, if I was trying to make something different of this here situation, I wasn’t doing a good job at the moment.

She steps closer and stops at my desk. The smell of "Cool water" perfume had me deep in a trance. I don’t care much for ‘Cool Water’ perfume, however; it smelled real good on her.

I could feel my cheeks fill with heat. I knew I was blushing and giving her the wrong impression wasn’t what I had planned to do, but she had me caught completely off guard. I felt like a crash dummy being used for an experiment. I was again beside myself.