An Illicit Love

Chapter 9

And so followed the next few weeks. Blissfully. Full of wonder. Full of discovering everything about each other. Catie managed to slip little gifts between documents for authorization in folders given to Dave. Little flat chocolates. Heart shaped sweets. A beautiful flower pressed between a tissue sprinkled with her perfume. Little bits of contact until they met after work when they could have the physical contact they both needed and yearned for so desperately. Kiss as if they were teenagers again. It was a total reawakening of sensory pleasures that had receded into the back of both of their minds, a result of the partners both had chosen to share their lives with. Everything about Dave was perfect to Catie. His dark eyebrows which framed his deep blues eyes. His mouth. His neck which tasted better than any dessert she had ever eaten. His firm arms – made so by his own regular work outs at the gym.

The last half hour of the day at the office became torture to get through. That was when Catie’s reaction to her thoughts of being held and kissed, as if she was the only important person in the world, became most impatient. It was a physical reaction to how being with Dave made her feel. It was extremely difficult getting through the last minutes of the day.

When they shared their first desperate kiss after work, it was an unbelievable meeting of lips and bodies and minds. Catie and Dave kissed as if they had known each other for ever. Their kisses were a perfect give and take of what they both needed. Warm mouths, seeking tongues entwining and plunging at times deep and then in shallow exploration until they came to know each other’s pleasure points. Of how they both felt. It was not possible for them to hold each other any closer than they did.

Catie and Dave’s first kiss of the day began on their way to the corner that held their secret. In turn, Dave’s then Catie’s lips demanding and impatient, a mutual relaying of how long the day had been. Their kisses then mellowed into the satisfactory giving and receiving of pleasure. Their lips perfectly relaying unspoken words of want and need. And of how their feelings were growing for each other.

The evidence of Dave’s need was blatant, pressing hard against Catie’s middle. The heat emanating from this contact was felt by both. It was a need that couldn’t be ignored for long. The unspoken knowledge that this heat was to be the culmination of what they had started was in both their minds, unspoken. Until the day that Dave said on a very ragged breath, how much he needed more than the kisses they were sharing. Catie exulted in his words, knowing she felt the same and had been reticent to admit this, until Dave had. Catie felt at times as if she would not be able to stop herself ripping Dave’s clothes from his body, so she could see him. And fulfill the need being with him evoked in her. She was aroused as thoroughly as if they were indeed making love. This height of arousal was also a new experience in her life, and one Catie had been seeking for many years.

Then Dave pulled Catie closer than ever before. It felt as if he was branding her with his hard p***s. Which Catie judged, accurately, was more than substantial. In turn, she held into him, pressing her hands into his back, from top to bottom, trying to breach the barrier of their clothes, trying to get as close to him as if there were no clothes.

When they both ended the long, lingering kiss, their breathing was rapid and ragged with need. Both knew what the inevitable culmination of their secret meetings would be. When, they were not sure. But happen it would. As sure as day followed night. Catie had never been as aroused as with Dave, when all they shared was kisses and holding onto each other.

Chapter 9

At home, everything carried on as normal. Kevin and Bryan getting no less of Catie’s attention than before this momentous happening in her life. The guilt Catie felt at times was somewhat justified in her own mind when she realized that Kevin noticed and suspected nothing amiss. Nothing different. Their lives together had not changed at all, bringing the realization of just how impersonal their relationship was. Of just how much was missing that should have been present.

At work, Catie had noticed that Wanda and Ross were also more than work colleagues. Because Catie herself was in a similar situation it seemed easier to recognize the same situation in others. Knowing Wanda was not averse to giving their male colleagues more than what was required in the work situation, Catie wasn’t surprised that it now included the little round fat man. One afternoon she mentioned it to Dave, who looked at her disbelievingly. He was astonished at her ignorance of the true situation and confirmed that Wanda and Ross had been sexually involved for quite a while. It was common knowledge amongst most of the men in the office, as they had all scored with Wanda themselves, and their sessions with Wanda were discussed openly between them.

Catie knew Dave never joined in with the bragging and offensive ‘man-talk’ in the office. He however, was present when the others declared their successes at removing some poor female’s clothing and scoring. As they put it. Dave also mentioned that the majority of the other men in the office, had also scored with Wanda, who was not really particular when bestowing her favors. The women involved believed they were something really special, Wanda included. If only they knew how their names were bandied about amongst the men.

Catie told Dave that Ross had also made numerous remarks to her about getting to know her better. Ross seemed to believe that if a woman was hired by him, she would automatically become part of his ‘harem’. Dave admitted that he knew, as the fact that Catie had rebuffed him, albeit politely, was a thorn in his flesh. Which was commented on at the weekly barbecue and drinking sessions. He reckoned it would be a matter of time before Catie swooned before his round, pudgy little body. Needlessly, Catie reassured Dave that hell would freeze over before that happened. He knew. Just as they both knew that Wanda, who, piqued at Dave’s indifference towards her tried repeatedly to add his scalp to her belt of conquests. Even though what they were doing was also not really acceptable, stooping to the level of those two was not even considered a possibility.