The Affair

The Voyeur

John watched as Roman and Marlena danced together. He hated the way his hands were on her body…he hated the way he held her close to him.

She knew he was watching her…watching the way Roman held her close. Marlena closed her eyes. She needed to block the memory of her and John together.

It was no longer two separate groups but instead one large party sitting together. No one would ever suspect John and Marlena were pretending to have a good time when in reality, John was desperate to talk to Marlena alone and she was desperate to do anything but that. She made sure they were never seated next to one another and she did her best not to look in his direction. Just one glance into his eyes and she knew her body would begin to crave him once again. Even if it meant spending more time dancing with Roman she was willing to do it. Whatever it took…the problem was John was just as determined to be alone with her. He was sure an opportunity would present itself…he just had to be patient.

As time passed, Marlena began to relax. She enjoyed being in the company of her friends. It had been a long time since she had truly enjoyed an evening out. Every so often she would steal a glance in John’s direction and even he seemed to be enjoying himself. Right now he was on the dance floor with Hope. John loved to dance and the truth was he was an excellent dancer. She had often heard women equate a man’s prowess on the dance floor to his prowess in the bedroom. She never believed that…until John. As she watched him dancing with Hope, she remembered a similar night a long time ago. She and John had gone out to dinner and later dancing. They spent the majority of the night on the dance floor. No other man made her feel the way he did when he held her in his arms…it was the way he moved his body against hers. Anyway, that night, on one of the few occasions she wasn’t in his arms she happened to overhear two women in the ladies room talking about John. Besides the usual comments about his good looks, his physique, they also mentioned the way he danced…the way he held her close to him. Normally Marlena would have smiled to herself and quietly left the room without being seen but that night she stayed and listened to them. It was a conversation she would never forget. She listened as they dissected everything about the way they danced together and finally arrived at the conclusion that he was probably a wonderful lover and the woman he was dancing with was lucky to have a man like that in her life and her bed. She could no longer contain herself and finally revealed her presence to them. To say they were surprised was an understatement but she wasn’t done yet. She simply smiled and just as she was leaving turned to them and said, “You’re right, I am a very lucky woman to have him in my life” she paused for a moment and then added, “and my bed.” Marlena walked out of the ladies room and straight into John’s waiting arms. They danced a few more times until finally the passion between grew too strong to be ignored any longer. On the way out she noticed the same two women from the ladies room watching them. As they passed, all three women smiled at one another.

“Marlena, did you hear me? Would you like to dance?”

Marlena looked up and saw Mickey standing in front of her. “I’m sorry Mickey, I didn’t hear you. What did you say?”

“I asked if you would like to dance. You looked like you were a million miles away.”

She shook her head, “No not a million miles away more like a million years ago.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Don’t worry about it.” How could she explain to him that she was daydreaming about her previous life…the one with John? “To answer your question, I’d love to dance.” She took his arm and walked to the floor.

Everyone was dancing on the floor. Roman was with Rebecca, Hope with Bo, Abe with Lexie and finally John with Maggie. She had been so busy re-living the past she hadn’t noticed anything. She needed to stop thinking about the past and start dealing with the present and the future. It was over between her and John…all except the s*x and that was over for tonight.

John noticed Marlena watching him even though he pretended to be totally unaware of it. He could see her gradually relaxing and he knew if they made eye contact she would immediately be on her guard. He would pretend for just a little while longer.

Even though John was engaging her in polite conversation and never missed a beat, Maggie could tell something or rather someone was on his mind. She had a pretty good idea that someone was Marlena. It wasn’t anything she observed between them; in fact it seemed since everyone was finally sitting together Marlena was going out of her way not to be near John. Maybe it was the way they danced together…as if they were still married to one another. There was something special between them then and now. Whatever was going on, she hoped for the best…that no one would be hurt but her intuition told her differently.

Her dance with Mickey was over. When she returned to her seat she saw that everyone else was still on the floor. Mickey headed straight to the bar to get both of them a glass of wine.

Now was the perfect time to talk to her. Everyone else was still on the dance floor, she was sitting at the table alone, Mickey was no where in sight and Maggie had just excused herself to visit the ladies room. John quickly headed over to their table.

Damn! She was hoping he wouldn’t notice she was sitting alone…but she should have known better. Before she could make a move, he was already there.

“Marlena, may I have this dance?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea. I’m waiting for Mickey to return.”

He sat next to her. “We can talk here or we can talk on the dance floor. It’s up to you.”

She could tell by the sound in his voice he was determined to talk to her. “No; not here. Let’s dance.” They walked to the dance floor.

She stepped into his embrace and once more his hand went to the small of her back. The placement of his hands on her body was as natural as him breathing in and out. The feel of his body against hers sent chills once again up and down her body. Slowly they began to move to the beat of the music.

He began to whisper into her ear, “Doc, we need to talk.”

“There’s nothing to talk about.” She could feel his breath on her skin.

“Doc we can’t go on like this. We need to settle things between us.” Just having her in his arms was already affecting his body.

“John this is not the time or the place for this discussion.” She could feel her n*****s begin to harden as they pressed against his chest.

“We can’t go on like this…I won’t go on like this.” Even as the words were pouring from his mouth his body had other ideas. “There’s a room just around the corner from the elevator. I found it earlier. I’ve already picked the lock.”

“Why are you telling me this?” She wanted him again…it was just s*x she told herself; nothing more.

“This is not working.” God he wanted her but first they needed to clear the air. No more unemotional s*x…he needed and wanted her in his life. “Meet me there.” It was more of a command than a request.

The song ended and John escorted back to the table. One by one everyone began to return to the table. Roman and Rebecca had obviously started a conversation about work while they were dancing and continued it as they sat down. Bo and Abe were off to the bar while Hope and Lexie made a visit to the ladies room. Maggie and Mickey sat quietly next to one another.

Maggie was deep in thought…she watched John and Marlena as they danced and she was sure her first impression was right. There was still something there. Whether or not they had acted on it was another question and one she really didn’t want to know the answer to. She was positive about one thing…someone would eventually get hurt.

Marlena took a sip of her wine hoping it would help to calm her down. What was it about him that got underneath her skin so deeply and quickly? Why did she always want him every time she was near him? She was so deep in thought she never heard Roman as sat down next to her.

“Doc, I hate to do this but…”

“But what? Don’t tell me you’re leaving?” This could not be happening to her again.

“No; you didn’t let me finish. I was just about to say that while Rebecca and I were dancing we started talking about work and well….” He didn’t finish his sentence…too afraid to look her in the eye.

“Let me guess. You need to go over a few things with her.”

Roman remained silent.

”Is it just you or are you dragging Abe and Bo along with you?”

“Actually, we’re all sort of working on the same thing and…”

“And in other words, Hope and Lexie are going to be pissed.”

“Doc I know we’re supposed to be spending more time together but I swear to you this can’t be helped.”

“I know Roman.” It’s not that she wanted to spend more time with him…she didn’t want John to see she was alone. “It’s okay.”

Roman leaned over, kissed her on the cheek, stood up and walked over to Abe and Bo. By the look on their faces, they had already given Hope and Lexie the bad news and it hadn’t gone that well. Marlena looked over at John and saw Rebecca slowly making her way over to the guys.

Rebecca walked away from John feeling guilty. This wasn’t what she wanted to do but she didn’t have a choice. He took the news pretty good…didn’t blame her…didn’t get angry. It was her job he said. There were times when his job interfered in his personal life and his job wasn’t as important as hers…so he would be waiting for her when she finished. It would probably take a half an hour forty-five minutes at the most.

John watched as Rebecca joined Roman and the rest of the guys. As soon as they walked away he looked across the table at Marlena…her hazel eyes were already focused on him.

It was hopeless and she knew it. She would meet him…she just needed to wait a few minutes before she made her move. She watched as John excused himself from the table…he would mingle while waiting for Rebecca.

It wasn’t necessary she be present while they discussed the case. They could always fill her in later. She turned back towards John. They could continue their evening together. She was almost there when she saw him stand up and leave the table. She could have stopped him but something inside of her told her to let him leave.

Hope and Lexie sat together fuming. Even though they were both used to these kinds of situations it didn’t help. Hope was determined she would make her way on to this case. Bo hadn’t told her much about it…in fact nothing…but from the way he behaved, it sounded like a big case…one she would love to be working on. Lexie, on the other hand, knew she really had no right to be angry…being on call caused her to leave Abe far more than he left her. They both headed to the bar.

This left Mickey, Maggie and Marlena sitting alone. Maggie said nothing as one by one everyone slowly left the table. She watched as Marlena slowly sipped her wine. She felt Mickey tap her on the leg. They headed off to the dance floor leaving Marlena by herself. She had a feeling when she returned; the table would be completely empty.

Rebecca watched as Marlena sat alone at the table for a few minutes and then slowly walked in the same direction as John. Was she right after all? Were they having an affair? One thing was certain…she would soon have her answers. She followed her at a safe distance.

John waited for her in the dark. He didn’t dare turn on a light. It took a minute for his eyes to adjust to the lack of light. This was another ballroom only much smaller…suited more for private parties. He swore to himself they would talk…he would not touch her until they worked things out. This wasn’t what he wanted. He pulled out a chair and sat down. She would be coming any minute now. He heard the door open slowly.

She entered quickly and stood just inside of the room. She waited for eyes to adjust to the dark before walking. The last thing she needed was to walk into furniture.

“Doc,” his voice barely audible, “I’m over here.”

Her head turned in the direction of his voice. As her eyes became accustomed to the darkness she headed in his direction. He stood as she approached him.

“Doc, we need to talk.”

She stood in front of him. “No we don’t. Talking is not what we do.” She didn’t bother to disguise the desire in her voice.

He heard her desire and made an effort to ignore it…his body on the other hand wasn’t listening to him…it was listening to Marlena. “No damnit. This is not what I want.”

She moved closer to him. “Are you sure?” She was so close to him she could see his chest rising and falling with each breath he took.

He couldn’t breathe…she was too close. He took a step back…right into the chair. There was no place to go. “Doc, I just want to talk to you.”

She took another step…trapping him between herself and the chair. “John, tell me you don’t want me.” She pressed her body into his…feeling the bulge in his pants. “I think you do.”

He pushed her away and stared into her eyes. “No, this isn’t right. I love you Marlena and you love me.”

“No what we have has nothing to do with love.” She moved closer to him.

“Love has everything to do with it. You love me the way I love you.” He leaned in, kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, “Tell me you love me.”

“I don’t love you,” her reply was weak and they both knew it.

He kissed her again, slowly moving his lips down her neck. “Say you love me, Doc.”

“I can’t…I don’t love you.” Her resolve was quickly leaving.

They were so engrossed with one another, neither one noticed the door opening. Rebecca entered and stood quietly; waiting for her eyes to adjust…waiting to see if they were together. Her wait was short-lived.

His arms went around her waist, pulling her to him…pressing his body into hers. “Say you love me Marlena. Tell me you love me.” His lips inches away from hers.

“I…” Before she could finish her sentence she felt John’s lips lightly brush hers. He captured her bottom lip and she could feel his tongue begging entrance into her mouth. If she gave in to his kiss…she would give in to him and they both knew it. Her arms went around his neck…her lips slowly parted allowing his tongue entrance to her mouth.

Rebecca stood there in disbelief. She had her answers…she should leave…but she couldn’t. Something compelled her to stay and watch.

It was a long slow sensual kiss; neither one in a hurry for it to end…both enjoying the moment. Finally they pulled apart. Before they went any further he needed to hear her say it. “Say you love me Marlena.”

She looked into his eyes and said, “I do love you…I always have.”

They still had a lot to talk about…a lot to work out…but for right now nothing else needed to be said. Now he could make love to her…the way he wanted to. His arms went around her body…his hands finding her zipper. He slowly unzipped her dress. She stood perfectly still…she knew what he wanted.

Rebecca couldn’t help herself. She never considered herself a voyeur but right now that’s exactly what she was…a voyeur.

He slowly lowered her dress off her shoulders and let it slip to the floor. She stood before him unashamed in her nakedness. His hands went to her waist as he gently lowered her to the chair right behind her. He knelt before her…her legs went around his shoulders. She leaned back in the chair and closed her eyes. He lowered his head until his mouth was positioned in front of her opening and placed his hands on her waist. She gripped the sides of the chair. He inhaled deeply finding her scent totally intoxicating. She felt his tongue lightly stroke her outer lips…sending shivers throughout her body. His tongue began to stroke Marlena’s opening back and forth each time penetrating her deeper and deeper. He slowly made the transition from back and forth to thrusting it and out of her…faster and faster. His tongue found her c******s with each thrust. She let go of the chair and grabbed his hair…holding his head in place. He could feel her legs begin to tremble around his shoulders and held on to her tightly. She was losing control. His tongue was moving faster and faster inside of her. It was time…she arched her back…the waves began to wash over her. She felt like a thousand volts of electricity surged through her body. Her juices flowed freely from her body. John licked every single drop off of her body until nothing was left. When he was finished he slowly lowered her legs to the floor and stood up. Her hands went to his pants. She unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and slowly lowered the zipper. John pulled her to her feet and reversed their positions. Her hands went into his boxers and slowly pulled out his throbbing erection.

Rebecca couldn’t breathe…she couldn’t believe what she just witnessed and she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. He was definitely everything she thought he would be and more. She wanted to look away but she couldn’t…she simply stood there and watched as they began again.

Marlena pushed John down into the chair and slowly lowered herself on him. A soft moan escaped her lips as he went deeper and deeper inside of her body. He was completely still…waiting for her body to adjust to his size. His hands went to her hips…her arms went around his neck. Slowly she began to move her body up and down. She loved the way he felt inside of her…filling her completely.

“O h J o h n,” she moaned.

He began to move her body to the rhythm he needed. She followed his lead. They were one…each knowing what the other needed without saying a word. She began to move faster and faster. One hand held her waist while the other made its way to her breasts. He leaned forward and captured one of her n*****s with his lips while his hand pulled and tugged at the other n****e. His mouth and hand worked in unison making her n*****s harder and harder. He loved the way he felt whenever she rode him…but right now it wasn’t enough. He needed to go deeper…harder…faster. As if she sensed his need, Marlena stopped moving. He stood, her legs wrapped around him as he walked over to a table. He slowly withdrew from her and lowered her on the table. She lay back and waited for him to join her once more. John climbed on the table and entered her again. Her legs wrapped around his waist…he lifted his body up using his upper body strength and began to move in and out of her. He began to move faster and faster until he reached the rhythm he needed. Harder and harder he began to pound her body. His thrusts were long, hard and powerful. Each time he pushed inside of her she let out a moan. He could tell she was close by the sound of her moans. He went faster and faster timing it so that they would explode in ecstasy simultaneously. Her heart was beating rapidly…she couldn’t catch her breath. It was only a matter of time. Just a few more thrusts and they would both find their release. He pushed in as hard as he could…it was over….they were both spiraling into the abyss…unable to do anything but hold on to one another. They were weightless floating somewhere…a place where there was nothing but the two of them. And finally they slowly drifted back to reality…still unable to move…still holding on to one another. After a few minutes John withdrew from her and lowered himself to the floor. He leaned over and pulled Marlena to him once more. He leaned in and kissed her gently.

Rebecca had seen enough…more than enough. She couldn’t believe it. She turned and tried to make leave the same way she came in…unseen. No such luck. In her hurry to leave, she accidentally bumped into a chair.

They both heard the noise. They weren’t alone…someone was in the room…someone saw them.

Rebecca hurried out of the room and headed straight for the ladies room. She needed time to think…time to process what she witnessed between John and Marlena. If she hadn’t seen it with her own eyes she wouldn’t have believed it. It was so much more than an affair…that much was obvious. Still, she wanted him…she wanted him to look at her the way he looked at Marlena…she wanted him to make love to her the way he made love to Marlena. For the first time in her life she was envious of another woman. Rebecca left the ladies room and made her way to the ballroom.

They dressed quickly. John could see Marlena was terrified. He could read her mind…she was afraid it was Roman. John knew better. If it had been Roman there’s no way he would have left…he would have confronted them.

“Doc, it wasn’t Roman.”

“How can you be sure?”

“Doc, if it had been Roman, do you think he would have simply left without saying anything? Hell no. He would have confronted both of us.”

Marlena didn’t say anything. She knew John was right but somehow she found no comfort in that. They still didn’t know who saw them.

He held her hands and pulled her closer to him. “Doc, there’s nothing we can do right now…but I promise we’ll work everything out.”

His arms around her gave her both comfort and strength. “How…when?”

“Tomorrow…come to me tomorrow. I’ll wait for you at the loft.”

“John, I don’t think that’s wise. Suppose someone is watching us.”

“Doc, whoever it is already knows we’re together. I doubt if they’ll be watching us tomorrow.”

“I’m not sure about this.”

“We need to talk…we need to have some kind of plan.” He looked into her eyes. “Promise me you’ll come to me.”

She could never refuse him when he looked at her like that. His eyes seemed to penetrate her very soul. “I promise,” she whispered.

Her voice was barely audible but it was enough. She promised…she would see him tomorrow. Somehow she would sneak away to see him.

He kissed her one last time. They both realized this would be the last time they were alone tonight. Someone had already seen them…they couldn’t risk someone else finding out about them. They both made their way to the door. With her hand on the door knob she turned and faced him.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Marlena.”

Marlena opened the door and quickly slipped out. No one was around. She went straight to the bar and ordered a glass of wine. She needed something to steady her nerves before she headed back to their table.