She walks around my desk and decides to sit before my computer. The smell of shampoo and perfume mixed gave me chills this time. I knew I wanted to fuck her and that was about it.

There was something about her that made me want to start stripping her nude and take control of her mind, body, and soul. But, I knew that if I crossed that side of the bridge that it could cause me to lose everything. And I mean, everything.

I smile trying to cover up what my dirty mind was telling me to do. I then chuckled and that’s when the question arised.

The sound of Tina’s name to Candace, turned her off, completely. She was no longer seductive toward me. She was now treating me like a stranger. As quickly as she came in, she was now walking toward the door.

I stood from my desk.

She turns and faces me. And, we lock eyes. The gaze was strong to the point that I began to studder. I was trying to say something but couldn’t come across it in a respectful and professional manner.

Candace’s pov

-Was she tripping? Of course you said something to upset me. You just threw your wife in my face. Hey, it’s already hard enough that you’re taken, but, to bluntly toss it into the air had begun to upset me. Where was my right to fantasize?

The intensity that we both had to rip each other’s clothes off was at a very high level. The level of estrogen was powerful to the point where we both just didn’t give a fuck.

Yeah, I’m sure that she’d thought repeatidly about last night over and over. Because, I thought about it too. I even lost sleep and my appetite last night and the one for this morning. I had to see her. I couldn’t pass by her office without annoucing myself. I felt that we had a connection last night. It’s just going to take some time to accomplish, but, I’ll be here when she’s ready. There’s plenty that needs to be done around the gallery. So, that gives me almost a month.