4 comments/ 38623 views/ 7 favorites Her Dirty Little Secret Ch. 01 By: Gracie_Buckingham She stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind her. Letting out a scream of frustration, she stood on the porch for a minute trying to calm down. Her mind kept whirling. How could he have done that? After everything I do for him, in and out of the bedroom. After everything I put up with from him? And he has the nerve......after no action at all for the last two weeks....How could he? She felt like she was about to explode. As she headed for her car all she could think about was getting back to her own place and taking care of things herself, since obviously he wasn't going to be of any help. She was almost to her door when something caught her attention. She looked down the sidewalk. Jogging her direction was one of the finest specimens of a man that she'd ever seen. She felt like she was looking at a scene straight out of a romance novel. The sun was setting behind him, giving him a sort of glow. It was obvious he was fit, but even that was an understatement. His body was sheer muscle, taunt and hard. She didn't have to see him close up to know that. It was in the way he moved. As he got closer she could see his pectoral muscles flex as his arms moved with his gait. He wasn't wearing a shirt; his tanned chest glistened with sweat. She snapped out of her daze in embarrassment. She knew him from work, in a vague sort of way. They both worked for the same company, but on different floors. She couldn't remember his name at the moment. Actually she could barely remember her own name; all she could think about was how sexy he was and how amazing it would feel to....Snap out of it! she told herself. God, I need to get laid! When he reached the end of the driveway, he stopped. Smiling at her, he said "You work in my building, don't you? Kelly, right?" She was shocked. "Yeah," she replied, laughing a little. "I'm surprised you even know me. Since we're in two different departments, I mean," she hurried out, trying not to sound like a high schooler. She suddenly remembered his name. "Heath, right?" "That's me," he said. He continued to smile at her as he walked toward her, hand outstretched. She shook his hand politely. As she pulled away, Kelly thought she felt him rub his thumb across the top of her hand. I'm imagining things. I'm just really horny and he looks really good. "Sorry I'm all sweaty," Heath said with a grin. "I don't mind," Kelly replied. She couldn't take her eyes away from his. The color was mesmerizing, blue-green with gold flecks. "You seemed pretty upset. Are you ok?" Heath asked, his voice showing genuine concern. "What? Oh," Kelly started to say. "It's nothing. Just some...relationship issues." Kelly sighed, frustrated. "Really? Do you want to talk about it? Maybe I could help." Oh I think you could be all kinds of help, Kelly thought. She felt herself grin a little at the ideas shooting through her mind. "It's fine. I just need to find a man who can actually satisfy me." Heath started laughing. Kelly's hand flew to cover her mouth and her eyes got wide with mortification. "Oh my god! I don't know why I just said that!" "Who cares why?" Heath said, still laughing. "If it's true, then that's definitely a 'relationship issue'." Kelly started laughing as well. "It's definitely true." "So tell me what happened?" Kelly began to tell him everything. Starting with the fact that her boyfriend, who also works in their building, but on her floor as a manager, had been gone at a conference for the past week; and that the week before that he'd been so preoccupied getting everything prepared for it that they'd barely seen each other then either; and finishing with this evening's events: she'd come over for a romantic evening -- dinner, wine, music, and some much needed intimacy -- but it ended abruptly when, just as the romance was starting, he fell asleep. She had no idea why she'd told him all that. Or why she was so comfortable doing so. She was normally pretty reserved when it came to talking about her relationships. But there was something about Heath, the way he casually leaned against her car as he listened, the fact that he listened in the first place. She felt completely relaxed talking to him. "So, things were just starting, and he fell asleep?" Heath repeated in disbelief. "Well, some things were finishing..." Kelly began. "What do you mean?" Kelly sighed. She'd already told him everything else. She might as well go for broke. "I was giving him head. He fell asleep after he came." Heath stared at her for a moment, shocked. "You've got to be kidding me. A gorgeous woman was pleasuring him, he took advantage of it, and then he fell asleep??" Kelly looked away, "Yeah well. It's hardly the first time..." Heath interrupted her, "Are you telling me that this has happened before? And you're still with him? Tell me he's incredible when he's on his game and that's why you stay." She shrugged and said nothing. "Aw, babe," Heath said. "Why do you stay?" Kelly shrugged again. Heath moved closer to her. She could smell his sweat and the musk from the outdoors, could feel the heat radiating from his body. Hot chills ran down her spine causing her to shiver involuntarily. "Are you cold?" Heath asked. "No, just..." Kelly stopped. "Nothing. I'm fine." "Just what?" Heath said as he moved even closer. His arm was pressed against hers; it felt like she was set on fire. Kelly couldn't meet his gaze. She looked down. Big mistake. Her eyes happened to fall right on his groin. The bulge was unbelievable. Kelly thought she gasped, she wasn't sure. She wanted to look away, but she couldn't. Even fully erect her boyfriend didn't have that big of a bulge; and Kelly doubted that Heath was even close to fully erect. She heard him chuckle. Her eyes flew up to his, her face flushing. He winked at her and said, "See anything you like?" Hell yes! Kelly thought. She just kept staring at him, trying to think of something clever to say, but drawing a complete blank. He moved to stand in front of her. She backed up against her car as he came closer, his body nearly pressed against hers. Her breath caught in her throat. He leaned in, his mouth just inches from her own. "Did you?" Heath asked in a low, husky voice. "Did I what?" Kelly whispered. "See anything you like?" Before Kelly could respond, Heath brushed his lips across hers, drawing a sigh from her. He braced himself against the car, arms on either side of her head, and lightly kissed her again. The sensation of his hot mouth against hers was a shock to her system. Just that feathery kiss aroused her immediately. She leaned up to meet him again. Kelly hadn't realized how tall he was until that moment, when he towered over her, his bare chest pressed against her silk blouse. It felt like the fabric was melting into her skin from his heat, or her own. She shifted slightly and stood on her toes, putting her arms around his neck. He moved to press his whole body against her and slid his hands down her sides, relishing her curves. She had a perfect hourglass figure and was soft and round in all the right places. Heath growled low in his throat when she rubbed against his growing erection. He pinned her to the car as their kisses grew hot and wet, almost carnal. He could feel her nipples getting hard through her thin blouse. He took one breast in his hand and began to knead it, his other hand slipping behind her head and into her thick dark hair. He tore his lips from hers, pulled her head to the side, and moved to her throat, kissing and biting down to her collarbone. Kelly was overwhelmed with pleasure. She had never been this turned on this fast. She could feel the warm knot forming in her stomach. She moved her hips slightly and gasped at what she felt. He was as hard as a brick and as long as...she couldn't even think of an accurate comparison. Needless to say, she was stunned. At that moment, the porch light clicked on. Set to a timer, it automatically turned on at dusk. It jarred Kelly from the haze of desire she'd slipped into. She suddenly realized that she was standing in her boyfriend's driveway, making out with a man from work who she barely knew, and was dangerously close to doing something she might regret. "Stop," Kelly gasped. She pushed him back a step. He looked at her. His gaze was so hot she thought it would burn a whole right through her. Heath stared at the woman in front of him, possibly the sexiest woman he'd ever seen. Her blue-violet eyes had turned dark and misty with passion, her lips were full and rosy from their kisses, and her chest heaved as she struggled to catch her breath. He was trying to control his own breathing as well. He knew he was hard from what just took place, but standing there, looking at her creamy white skin, flushed with desire, he could feel his shorts getting snugger and shorter. He reached out with one hand and touched the side of her face gently, trailed his fingers down her throat, and brushed her hair back from her shoulder. "Why did we stop? I know you were enjoying it. I certainly was," Heath said with a grin. "Because we're standing in my boyfriend's driveway...people can see us!" Kelly whispered loudly as she looked around. "People can see us? That's the problem? Well, we can fix that." Heath inclined his head to the back seat of her car. "Are you serious?!" Kelly exclaimed. She wanted to be appalled, but all she felt was the thrill of the idea. She didn't realize that, as she stood there trying to dissuade Heath, she was absent-mindedly stroking his chest. Heath realized, and, with a smug grin, leaned in next to her ear. "Kelly, why are you discouraging yourself? Think about the guy in that house. Think about what he can't give you." His breath was hot against her ear and neck. She turned her head and looked at her boyfriend's home. As she did that, Heath slowly kissed the column of her throat, making her moan a little. "Heath, that feels..." She couldn't finish the thought. He'd used the tip of his tongue and licked back up to her ear lobe, which he took in his teeth and nibbled on. She went weak in his arms. He took her hand and placed it on his erection. She gasped slightly. "Now think of what I could give you. Think of how good I could make you feel. When was the last time you really enjoyed yourself with a man? I mean a real man. Not a limpdick loser like him." Kelly had no response. I know this is wrong, but don't I deserve some pleasure as well? she thought. Heath was driving her to distraction, kissing and licking her throat. Unconsciously, Kelly had been stroking him through his shorts. He didn't think he could stand much more of this. Knowing that she'd lost her focus, Heath slowly slid one hand down her side, to her hip, then toward her middle. He cupped her in his palm and could feel her wetness through her jeans. Kelly inhaled sharply. "God, Kelly," Heath said with arrogant satisfaction, "You're already soaked. How can you deny that you want me?" "I...I..." Kelly couldn't complete her thought. His warm hand teasing her, his lips against her ear...she could barely stand anymore. Heath knew it. He also knew it wouldn't take much more. He settled his lips on hers, his tongue sweeping in, enjoying the taste. She moaned into his mouth and sagged against his chest. He had her. Heath reached behind her and opened the door to the back seat; he guided her in and followed. He came down on top of her, bracing himself to keep from crushing her. They continued kissing, his mouth slanting over hers again and again. Kelly began unbuttoning her blouse. Heath kissed a path down her throat to the skin exposed on her chest. He grew impatient and ripped her shirt open; buttons flew to the front seat and bounced off the windows. Kelly gasped in anger, but it quickly turned to pleasure as his hand wrapped around her breast and he bit at the skin just above her bra cup. He was pleased to see that the bra snapped in the front. He had it unhooked and on the front seat in no time. Her nipples were hard, waiting for his mouth. He dragged his tongue around one, toying with her, then took it between his teeth and began sucking. Kelly arched up into his mouth. Heath switched from one breast to the other, replacing his hand. He had her pants undone and was pulling them down before she realized he was no longer teasing her nipples. She raised her hips, making it easier to remove them. Her heels were already on the floor. Once the pants were out of the way, Heath took a moment to take in the sexy woman in front of him; her soft, ivory skin; full pouting lips; eyes bright with passion; dark hair splayed across the smooth leather interior; her chest rising and falling in short, fast intervals as she tried to catch her breath. His eyes traveled down her body, from her full breasts to her flat stomach to the sheer red panties covering his target and her long, shapely legs that would feel so good wrapped around him. He placed his hands on her breasts again, fondling them, making her moan and arch her back once more. Heath firmly ran his hands down her sides to her hips, where he grasped the top of the panties and slid them down her smooth legs, then tossed them to the floor as well. Kelly sat up and kissed Heath, pressing her mouth against his, hard and hot. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of his running shorts and pulled them down. Even his thighs felt like steel. She pulled away from him and looked down. He was huge and throbbing, veins pulsating with anticipation. Any control she had snapped. When she looked up, Heath saw a fire in her eyes that told him that she was ready for him, and ready for anything. He pushed her down to the seat and came down on top of her, parting her thighs with his knee. Their mouths met. As his tongue parted her upper lips, his fingers parted the lower ones. She was wet and hot. He ran his fingers up and down her soft folds. He began teasing her clit, making her moan and purr in the back of her throat. He then slid one finger inside her. She involuntarily bucked her hips in pleasure. He pulled out and then put two in. "My god, Kelly," Heath growled. "You're so tight." His head fell to her neck and shoulder where he licked, bit, and sucked until she could barely focus. He tormented her for a few moments, until he heard her gasp, "Heath..." He raised his head and looked at her, almost expecting her to tell him to stop. Not that he would have. He would have continued to stroke her until she was begging for it. Instead she said, "Use three..." He grinned a Cheshire cat grin and plunged three fingers into her hot tunnel. She groaned and bucked again, harder. He leaned over her, watching the passion build in her eyes like a storm. She couldn't speak. She mouthed to him "Harder". He not only picked up the pressure, but the pace as well. He knew he found her spot when she moaned again, louder and bucked her hips with each thrust of his fingers. As he worked his magic inside, he rubbed her clit with his thumb. He had her writhing beneath him in no time. Kelly could hardly breathe, the sensations were so intense. He felt her begin to pulse around his fingers as she hit her first climax. Her legs began trembling as wave after wave of pleasure ran through her. The feel of her cumming around his fingers made him even harder. "Oh god! Yes!!" Kelly shouted over and over. "Right there!" Heath felt her coming down from her peak and positioned himself between her thighs. Before she could completely relax, he placed the tip of his rock-hard dick against her wet pussy. He started to push the head in, trying to go slowly, knowing that he was larger than she was used to; he always was, with every woman. But she was, by far, the tightest woman he'd been with. "Shit, Kelly," Heath said, a sweat breaking out on his forehead as he tried to keep control, "does that guy have a dick at all? You feel like a virgin...So fucking snug," Heath moaned in pleasure. He was now half way in, still trying to take it slow, to give her time to adjust to him. He didn't want to tear her. Kelly raised her hips, locked her ankles at the small of his back and pulled him in. They both cried out at the same time. He buried himself in her completely. Kelly gasped, "Heath, it feels like you hit my lung!" She smiled at the feeling, completely new, and utterly satisfying. "It's never felt like this before." "That's because nobody can fill you like I can, baby," Heath huskily replied as he began thrusting, slow and hard. Kelly looked up into his eyes. "Don't be gentle. Fuck me. I want it." Heath smiled at her and did exactly that. He started pounding into her scorching flesh, harder and faster. The car was moving with each thrust. Kelly placed feverish, wet kisses on his chest, spurring him on. He became so forceful that she nearly slid off the leather seat twice. Each time, Heath grabbed her waist and practically threw her back on. They lost all track of time, not knowing if it had been an hour or only a few minutes. The only sounds were the creaking of the car frame and their moaning. Kelly's phone began to ring; they both ignored it and soon it kicked over to voicemail. A few seconds later it rang again. Kelly realized that it was on the console in the middle. She forced her eyes to focus, looked over, and saw her boyfriend's name on the caller ID. "Oh my god. It's him." Heath slowed his pace, and, smiling mischievously, handed her the phone. "Answer it," he said with a wink. When she stared at him, he just nodded, breathing heavily, still smiling. She answered. Trying her best to control her voice, Kelly said, "Hello?" "Oh god, hun. I am so sorry. Please believe me, I feel awful." "It's fine. Whatever," Kelly replied quickly. She had been holding her breath and biting her lip to keep from moaning. Heath hadn't stopped moving, and to make matters worse, he was nibbling her earlobe and trailing his tongue up and down her neck. "It's not fine. You had this whole evening planned. I feel like I ruined it." You did ruin it you dumb fuck! Kelly thought. "It doesn't matter. Just go back to sleep. Obviously you need that a lot more than you need me." She sucked in her breath again as Heath continued to thrust, slow and hard, hitting just the right spot. It took all her control to keep from screaming. "Kelly, that's not fair. You know what I've been going through for the last month with all the stuff at work." "Yeah. Fine. Just go back to bed." Kelly wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible. She could feel the hot pressure building up in her again and knew she was close. "All right. I'll call you tomorrow, ok?" "FINE!" Kelly screamed as she hung up. "OH GOD, HEATH! YES!" Kelly began her second orgasm, throwing the phone to the front seat. She dug her nails into his shoulders and braced herself as he pounded into her again and again. "FUCK, KELLY!" Heath shouted. "FUCK! SO GOOD!" Each word was punctuated with a hard thrust. Kelly cried out as she felt the erotic explosions take over her body. It was an orgasm like she'd never felt before. It was more than intense; mind-blowing -- while trite -- seemed to be the best description. She was riding the last of her climax as Heath hit his own. Because he hadn't worn a condom, he pulled out, shooting hot streams of cum across her stomach, the seat, and the floor. He collapsed on top of her, both panting and trying to regain control. After a few minutes, Heath lifted himself up and kissed her collarbone, chest, and breast. He trailed his tongue down to her nipple and circled it, teasing a whimper from her lips. Using the tip, he played with the hard nub, enjoying the little sounds she made. Her Dirty Little Secret Ch. 02 Heath drove. He knew of a spot, quiet and secluded, and only a few minutes from their current location. "I'll go as fast as I can without drawing attention," he said as he pulled out of the driveway. Winking at her he added, "So don't bother putting on any clothes." Kelly laughed a little. "Fine by me." She slid down in the back seat, trying to keep out of view. Oh my god. I can't believe I'm doing this! Kelly thought to herself as Heath sped down the road. She couldn't figure out what was making her act this way, whether it was hormones, or if she'd just snapped. Either way, she didn't really care. All she knew was that it had never been like that before. She'd read those cheesy romance novels (the ones with the shirtless hunk embracing the woman in the torn dress on the cover) and she'd always scoffed at the way the sex was described. But that's exactly what it felt like with Heath. All of her senses were lit up and it felt as if her entire body had electricity shooting through it. She couldn't wait to get more. "Are you still wet for me?" Heath asked, cutting through her reverie. "Um..." Kelly paused. She knew how she wanted to respond. Why don't you reach back and check? But she was afraid that would be too forward, a thought that made her laugh to herself considering what had just taken place...or was continuing to take place. Then, as if reading her mind, Heath said, "How about you sit up and position yourself so that I can reach you?" Kelly did just that. Sitting up in the middle of the back seat, and placing her feet up on the center console, she then slid back down a little so that Heath could reach back and run his middle finger up her pussy lips and part them to get to her. She sucked in her breath and slid a little lower, raising her hips to give him even easier access. "God, babe," he breathed out with a slight moan. "You're still dripping." He tried to turn around to look at her. The car veered slightly toward the ditch as he did it. He pulled his hand back and straightened the wheel. "Why don't you concentrate on the road?" Kelly suggested. "I'll make sure I'm still ready when you are." Before he could ask what she meant, Heath looked in the rearview mirror and saw her slide one hand down her stomach as she began fondling one of her breasts with the other. He tilted the mirror down to see what she would do. He almost pulled over right then, he wanted her so badly. He watched her tease her own clit and play with herself. When he saw her slide a finger inside, he floored it. He had to get to that spot. He had to be back inside her. He looked down at himself; his member was involuntarily bouncing, begging for it. He let out a groan when he looked back in the mirror and saw her eyes fluttering as her hands continued moving on her breasts and pussy. She opened her eyes slightly, and grinned at him. "See anything you like?" She winked at him. "Fuck yes," Heath replied, growling a little and tearing his eyes away from the fiery image in the mirror to focus on the road. "You'd better concentrate on driving. I'd like to make there in one piece...then you can split me in half again." Kelly had found her spot and could feel herself tensing as she rubbed her clit faster. He could hear her breath getting shorter. "Slow down, sweetheart," Heath said. "If you're gonna cum, I want to be the one to make you do it." "Then you'd better hurry up and get us to wherever we're going," Kelly told him, panting slightly. Just then, Heath saw the turn off. It was a hidden drive that led to an entrance to a park and walking trail. Since it was dark, the area was technically closed. The tires kicked up gravel as he slammed on the brakes. He turned the car off and climbed into the back seat. Kelly slid over as he came back, still playing with herself. He turned her and laid her back down on the seat, placing himself across from her. He moved her hand away as he lifted her hips into the air and held them in place. He then dragged his tongue along the soft, wet folds of skin, licking off the juices that had gathered there. Kelly gasped and twitched. Heath smiled again and plunged his tongue into the hot opening and began flicking it over her clit and sucking the sweet liquid that coated the sensitive spot he wanted so badly. He had to tighten his hold on her hips as she began bucking into his mouth. Kelly thought she was going to explode. The sensations coursing through her body were more intense and more passionate than she'd ever felt before. Just when she thought that it couldn't get any better, he began to hum. She'd heard about that before, heard that it was amazing, but had never had it done to her. Amazing didn't even begin to describe it. As if the movement of his tongue and the erotic tug of his sucking weren't enough, the moment he started humming she started screaming. "OH GOD, HEATH! OH MY GOD! THAT FEELS...OOOH MY GOD!" Kelly tried to brace herself, tried to find something to hold on to. First her hands were in his hair, grasping and tugging as she unconsciously held his mouth to her pussy. When she realized she had pulled a bit of his hair out, she let go and grabbed her own head. After pulling at her own hair, and becoming distracted by that added pain to the pleasure, she dropped her arms down to the seat. Her left arm fell to the top of the seat, and her right to the bottom. She gripped both parts, holding on to the seams, and dug in. As what felt like bolts of lightning streamed through her body, her screaming became incoherent. All Heath could understand were her cries for more, which he was more than willing to give. As her first orgasm hit, Kelly's grip increased on the seats. Without realizing it, she pulled her arms in, in the process ripping the leather loose from the cushions. She threw her arms over her head and grabbed the door, holding on to the little ledge along the window. She arched her back, which raised her hips higher, allowing Heath to thrust his tongue deep inside her. He could feel her hot, sticky wetness dripping down his chin. He couldn't get enough of it. She tasted delicious. She screamed his name again; tears of ecstasy were streaming down her face. Heath was so hard he thought he might cum just from the exchange of passion and fire between them. Her uninhibited response to him, combined with his need to please her like no one else ever had, made for a dangerous combination. He didn't think he could last much longer. Luckily, he didn't have to. Suddenly Kelly was pleading, "Heath, I need you inside me. Please!" she said over and over. Heath didn't need further encouragement. In one movement, he picked her up and set her on his lap, thrusting up into her swiftly. Kelly's head fell back, her eyes squeezed closed, and her back arched toward him, as she cried out, "FUCK YES!!" She began bouncing up and down as he drove into her again and again. His hands were holding her waist and practically lifting her with each bounce. Her hands were on his shoulders, digging in and scratching at him. Heath didn't think he'd ever been so turned on. The sting of her nails in his skin and the tightness of her tunnel around him almost pushed him over the edge. Just as he thought it couldn't get any better, Kelly shouted, "SPANK ME!" "What?!" Heath was sure he hadn't heard her correctly. It wasn't possible that it would be that good. "YOU HEARD ME!" she gasped. "FUCKING SPANK ME!!" And he did just that. The sound of the skin on skin and the hot sting caused Kelly to cry out. Heath thought for a moment that he'd done it too hard. Her eyes flew open and she huskily demanded, "Do it again." He smiled and gave her another. Soon she was chanting, "Again...again!" Neither could breathe. Kelly's cries and moans came faster and louder, her grip on Heath's shoulders increased. Heath reached up and, grabbing a handful of hair, roughly pulled her head to the side, and bit down on her neck. Kelly yelped in pleasure. He sucked hard, knowing he would leave a deep, dark mark. The thought of leaving it, branding her really, was his undoing. As he released her neck, giving her another lick just over the bruise already forming, he felt her constrict around him, her legs tensed and her nails dug in one last time. "HEATH...HEATH...HEATH...HEATH!!!" Kelly gasped and shouted simultaneously. As soon as he felt her cum around him, he allowed himself to release as well, neither of them caring that he wasn't wearing protection. As he came inside her, he shouted her name as well. He'd never done that before. To him it was too personal. But he couldn't stop his voice from calling out, "OH GOD, KELLY!" She collapsed on him, her head falling to his shoulder. Both felt as if they'd just run a marathon. She turned her head and kissed his neck. As she slowly drifted back to her body, she felt his arms around her; one around her waist, almost hugging her, and the other stroking her hair. The tenderness with which he held her, after such a feverish, animal-like mating, was almost too much for her. Kelly leaned back and looked at him. She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but no sound came out. Just then, her phone began to ring. Neither moved for a moment. Then Kelly removed herself from his lap and sat down next to him, reaching for her cell. "It's him again," she said. "Should I answer it?" "It's up to you," he replied softly, stroking her knee. Before she could make up her mind, it kicked over to voicemail. Kelly sat staring at the dark screen for what seemed like hours. Then she whispered, "What now?" "Well," Heath paused, knowing how important the next words out of his mouth were, "why don't we see what happens?" He knew that he was in no position to be in a relationship right now. He wasn't sure that he even wanted one. But there was something about her... Kelly had never been so conflicted. On one hand, Heath was an amazing man, in many ways; but on the other hand she did still love her boyfriend, didn't she? After they dressed, Kelly drove Heath home. They spent the ride in a silence that crackled with unspoken thoughts. As she headed home, Kelly came to a realization that she wasn't sure how to handle. I could fall head over heels for that man if I'm not careful, she fearfully admitted to herself. To be continued... Her Dirty Little Secret Ch. 03 The affair continued for a few months. Kelly kept seeing her boyfriend, or LD, as Heath called him (short for "Limp Dick"). She just couldn't make herself break it off with either man. Although LD had his short comings, he had some good qualities as well; he really did seem to care about her, maybe even love her -- Kelly was never really sure -- and he was certainly the stable type of man who would be a good provider for a family. But was she really ready to think about that? She was still a few years away from her 30th birthday. She knew she had time to plan for that life, eventually. And Heath was, well, Heath. There was really very little else to say. He was sexy and attentive and fun. And it always seemed like his first priority was to make her feel incredible and sexy and just plain satisfied. And while at times it seemed like the answer was right in front of her, Kelly hesitated for larger, more concerning reasons. She and Heath never actually discussed being a "couple", and while Kelly was certainly not the type of woman who needed to have a man at all times, she couldn't help but wonder what would happen if she broke it off with LD and then she and Heath didn't work out at all. She could imagine an extremely tense working environment; assuming she wouldn't be fired first. After all, LD was the manager in her department, so technically they shouldn't be dating in the first place, but a break up would definitely cause some issues. Whenever Kelly got to thinking about the whole David Bowie and Queen song would pop into her head -- the real one, not Vanilla Ice's lame rip off. There was one thing that she was certain about though: she was finding it harder to hide the truth. A few nights earlier Kelly had almost said Heath's name when she was with LD. What ended up coming out was "HEA-LL YES!" LD thought she was playing some sort of Southern Belle role and tried to play into it with a terrible southern accent, talking about the Confederacy and "the troops advancing". Everything just became really awkward and Kelly couldn't wait to get out of there. And things with Heath were awkward as well at times. But that awkwardness revolved more around the meetings themselves: backseats of cars; dirty, no-tell motels; sneaking around in general. Kelly was starting to hate herself each time she set out to meet him somewhere off the beaten path, but as soon as she was with him, the world seemed to disappear into a fog of ecstasy. It was toward the end of the fifth month of deception. Kelly was leaving the office for the evening. After saying good night to her friends and a nonchalant good night to LD (as always, keeping things professional), she walked toward the elevator, thinking about what she would do with the rest of her evening. She wasn't going over to LD's and she hadn't spoken with Heath for a couple days, so she didn't expect to see him. As the elevator doors slid open, Kelly stepped forward, practically running into Heath's hard, broad chest. Their eyes met; his twinkled. "Excuse me," Kelly said, with a small smile. "My fault entirely," Heath responded. "I shouldn't have been blocking the door." He stepped aside and Kelly slipped in just before the doors shut. As soon as the doors were closed Heath grabbed Kelly, pulling her close and pressing his mouth to hers. Her arms went around his neck and she opened her mouth to allow his tongue in before she knew what she was doing. The small ding of the elevator as it passed the floors quickly snapped her out of her shock. "Stop it!" she exclaimed as she pushed him away. "There are cameras!" "Hunny," Heath said in his smooth voice, "I know the security guards. The cameras in the elevators haven't worked in months." "Oh" was all Kelly had time to say before Heath had her pressed against the wall, his hands stroking her sides while his mouth slanted over hers again and again. When his lips moved to her neck, Kelly tilted her head to give him better access. Her eyes, already blurry with arousal, slid to the lights by the door. She vaguely realized that the ground floor was coming up. "Heath..." she gasped, "ground floor..." He sighed in frustration, but pulled himself away from her, slowly. He adjusted his tie and smoothed his hair as she pulled her skirt back down over her hips, not knowing when he'd pushed it up, and not really caring. As their breathing slowed, so did the elevator. "Will I see you tonight?" Kelly heard herself ask before she could stop it. "I hope so," Heath replied. She looked at him, surprised at the way his voice shook when he spoke. It was an action that almost did her in. The fire in his eyes nearly consumed her. She saw that he wanted her as much as she did him. But what does that mean? Kelly asked herself. Is he just horny or is there something more? Which do I want it to be? she thought after a mental pause. "8 o'clock? The motel off of Rt. 32?" Heath said. Kelly nodded just as the doors glided open. They both stepped off the elevator, their hands brushing for the barest of seconds, and then went out the doors and their separate ways. At 8 o'clock that night, after spending an hour and a half making herself look as sexy as she could, but also looking like it only took her half that amount of time, Kelly pulled off Rt. 32 and into the gravely parking lot of the rundown motel that didn't even have a name. It didn't need one. Everyone knew which motel it was, although no one admitted to knowing anything about it at all. She sat in her car for a few minutes, mentally berating herself for, once again, agreeing to meet at this sleazy dive. She felt dirty just looking at it. The thought of going in and getting a room made her feel...well, like a whore. At that moment, Kelly thought she might burst into tears. It hit her that, while she cared about Heath more than she would ever admit to herself, she couldn't keep doing this -- meeting in these places, just to take a roll in the hay. She knew she had to tell him. Tonight. And before they did anything, otherwise she knew her resolve would be replaced by lust and she wouldn't have the chance to say what she needed to say: she wouldn't meet him in any more places like this. She was a lady and wanted to be treated as such. And if he didn't think he could do that, fine. That would solve her dilemma for her. I just hope it doesn't end like that , Kelly thought. As Kelly was giving herself the pep talk, Heath pulled in next to her. He sat for a moment, staring at her. He was momentarily taken back, as he always was, by her classic beauty. In the time that they'd been, well, whatever they were, Heath had come to feel about Kelly in ways that he'd never felt for any woman. He hadn't yet decided what it meant, but he knew that he didn't like meeting her in these crummy places. He'd been trying to protect her privacy at first, but then it just became a habit. Kelly looked up and was startled to see Heath staring at her. They both got out of their cars and smiled. Heath started to walk towards her when Kelly put up her hand to stop him. "We need to talk about something first," Kelly started. "Ok. Did you have a particular topic in mind?" he asked with a grin. "Do you respect me?" Kelly blurted out. Heath was surprised. That wasn't the question he'd been expecting. "Of course I do." "Then why do we meet at these shit holes? If you respect me like you say you do you wouldn't choose these motels, or dark turn offs from roads, or any of the other places you would take someone you don't care about for a quick fuck." As she was saying, well yelling since her voice continued to rise as she went on, all these things, Heath couldn't help but notice the way the color crept up in her cheeks, making them look beautifully flushed; or the way her eyes flashed, showing the fiery character that rested just below her surface; or the way she crossed her arms in front of her round, full breasts, hiding them, but at the same time accenting their perfection. He knew he shouldn't be aroused by her anger, but he couldn't help it. She was too damned sexy! He knew she was waiting for a response. He took a step toward her. She took a step back, bumping into the edge of her car door, which she'd left open so that she could leave quickly if things didn't go the way she planned. Heath saw her wince as her hip hit the door. He held up his hands and asked, "Can I just come one step closer?" Kelly nodded, and then instantly regretted it. That one step brought him right up to her. She could smell his cologne and feel his warmth even though they weren't touching yet. She stared at his chest, knowing that if she looked up she was done. He placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head. He lowered his to her and laid the softest kiss on her slightly parted lips. Kelly sighed a little and leaned into him. When Heath pulled back, he looked at her and said, "You're right." She wasn't sure how to respond at first. She had at least expected some sort of debate, but his outright agreement threw her off. "What?" she asked. "I said you're right. I don't like meeting in these places either. I thought you would prefer it so that no one would see you cheating on LD, so I went along, but I always feel terrible about bringing you to these places. You're right. They're shit holes." And at that moment the tension bubble popped and both of them started to laugh. Heath pulled her into his arms and gave her a warm kiss that, if she didn't know any better, almost felt like there was something more behind it. But Kelly refused to let herself think that far, at least not yet. When they pulled apart, Heath, with a smile still on his face, softly touched Kelly's cheek, brushing her hair behind her ear. "So what do you want to do?" he asked. "Um, actually I hadn't even thought about it. I wasn't sure how the conversation was going to go." She paused for a moment, then asked, without looking up, "Do you want to come back to my place?" "I'd love to." Kelly turned her key in the lock and opened the door. Heath followed her in and stood for a moment looking around. The furniture was all older, classic pieces covered in rich, warm colors -- wine reds and chocolate browns, offset by bright, but deep, oranges and yellows. Heath felt as though he'd just stepped into a sunset. And there was a sweet scent in the air that he couldn't place. It was exactly the type of place he imagined for her. She took his coat and hung it with hers in the closet. When she turned back to him she asked if he'd like something to drink. Heath shook his head and just looked at her. He was soaking in her exquisiteness. Everything about her aroused him. He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled her to him, one hand behind her head, the other around her waist, his hand splayed across the small of her back. He brought her lips to his and kissed her with a possessiveness that he didn't even know he felt. She parted her lips and his tongue swept in, tasting her. Her tongue rubbed against his as her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers in his hair. Heath lifted her into the air and she hooked her legs around his waist. He carried her to the couch and they fell down onto the soft cushions. He had one arm under her head and the other hand was caressing her hip and thigh. Heath began to kiss a path down her neck to her collar bone to her chest. "Wait," Kelly said breathlessly. "What?" Heath asked. He looked at her as she pushed his chest a little to make him sit up. Kelly pulled herself out from under him and stood up. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" Heath asked, confused. "Nothing," she answered with a small, teasing smile. She pulled her soft, fitted t-shirt over her head and let it drop on the chair nearby. She then unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and slid them down her deliciously curvy hips and long legs. She stepped out of them when they hit the floor and stood before him in a matching black lace bra and panties. Heath sat silently watching her, his breathing becoming shorter as his desire for her increased. He reached out to bring her back to him, but she gave her head a small shake, still smiling like the cat that got the cream. She then reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting that slide down her arms and tossed it to the chair as well. As she placed her fingers in the band for her panties Heath spoke. "Baby, you're driving me crazy. You look so damn good. I want you so much." "That's the goal," Kelly teased. "But not yet." By this time Kelly stood before him, completely naked; her chest rising and falling slightly with each breath. She took a step toward him and reached out to pull him up from the couch. Once he stood, she pulled his shirt over his head and ran her hands across his broad shoulders and down his hard stomach. Heath sucked in his breath at her touch. Kelly started to place light kisses down his neck and across his shoulders. As she continued to kiss his upper chest, she opened his pants and slowly pushed them down, having a little difficulty getting them over the bulge that was straining against the material. She continued to kiss down his chest, lowering herself to her knees. When she reached the top of his boxers, she slipped her fingers between his hot skin and the material and pulled them down. By now Heath knew what she was planning and the thought of her sweet mouth made him even harder. Once his boxers were off, he was fully erect, standing straight out from his body, as if straining to get to her all on its own. Kelly slowly ran her tongue up and down the length of him, taking her time at both the bottom and the top. She flicked the tip of her tongue across his tip, making him moan a little. She continued to lick him, like a popsicle on a hot day, until finally she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around him. She moved her head back and forth, gently sucking as she went, and at the same time she used one hand to knead his balls and the other she placed around the bottom of his shaft to take care of that part; she couldn't fit all of him in her mouth without hitting the back of her throat, and gagging was not a particularly sexy sound. She started off slowly, but picked up the pace when Heath gently placed his hand on the back of her head and urged her on. His moaning was becoming louder and he was beginning to thrust into her mouth slightly. She knew she was driving him crazy, and the thought pleased her immensely. Heath wasn't sure how much of the sweet torture he could take. He was using every ounce of control to hold on for as long as he could, but he knew that with the way she was going, he didn't have much longer. Finally, when he couldn't stand it any longer, Heath took hold of Kelly's arms and pulled her up. Together they fell back onto the couch. "Kelly, I need you now. No more playing," Heath growled. She straddled him, positioned her hot tunnel over him and slid down in one smooth, quick motion. "My god, yes," he groaned. Kelly rose up high, so that only the tip was still inside and then began to slowly and gently bounce up and down, teasing him with her wet heat. "Kelly, don't toy with me," Heath said, his voice strained. "Tell me how much you want it," she answered. "I need it, baby," he practically begged. That was the sound Kelly wanted. She dropped herself onto him so fast he let out a small grunt and lurched forward. "God, baby," he growled. "You're so fucking hot, and tight." He grasped her hips and began to guide her, but Kelly took his hands and moved them up to her breasts. He wrapped his hands around them and caressed and kneaded the soft skin, rubbing the pad of his thumb across her hard nipples. The sensation made her gasp in pleasure. She continued to move up and down, rocking back and forth. The pace quickened and became wilder. Heath pulled her forward and wrapped his mouth around one of her breasts and began to suck. Kelly arched into his mouth as she continued to move. The feel of his lips around her breast and his hard dick pulsing inside her worked quickly and soon she could feel herself getting close. She leaned back and began to bounce and rock faster, gripping his arms as he gripped her hips, both of them panting. "Oh my god, Heath! I'm gonna cum!" "Go, baby! I'm with you!" And together, they each found their release. Kelly collapsed on his chest and tried to catch her breath, while listening to Heath try to do the same. "You know what I think we need?" Heath asked after a long, satisfying silence. "Hmm?" Kelly responded without looking up. She had closed her eyes and had been absentmindedly running her fingers across his chest. "A shower." Upstairs, in the bathroom, the hot water steamed up the mirrors and continued to hang in the air making it heavy. Inside the shower Heath and Kelly's slick bodies pressed against each other, the water cascading around them. His mouth claimed hers over and over, each kiss even deeper than the last, the passion building feverishly with each exchange. Heath's tongue delved into Kelly's mouth as his fingers penetrated her core. She gasped and dropped her head back, the water running down her face. He kissed a path down her throat to her chest and continued to move his fingers expertly within her. He kissed back up the other side of her neck, and when he reached her ear, he gave it a small nibble and whispered, "Turn around, sweetness." Kelly turned and bent over, leaning her head on her hands, braced on the wall; she spread her legs apart in anticipation. Heath firmly ran his hands up and down her back, and, when he reached her hips, he grasped them, positioned himself, and entered in a swift movement. Kelly made a small noise when he was fully imbedded. "Are you okay?" Heath asked. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" "God, no," Kelly sighed. "Feels good." At that, Heath slowly began to move in and out, his hands holding onto her hips. With each thrust Kelly moaned a little. Heath reached around and, with one hand, began to fondle her breasts, and with the other, he started to toy with her clit. He knew he was driving her crazy, and he loved returning her favor from earlier. He could tell she was reaching her peak; her moans were becoming louder and she was bucking from his hand and his thrusts. He picked up the pace. Kelly began to gasp his name with every breath. His breath became ragged as he felt himself nearing his peak as well. He moved his hand on her clit faster causing her to scream in pleasure. "OH GOD, HEATH! GOD! YES, BABY! RIGHT THERE!" Kelly cried out. Heath plunged into her again and again, gathering speed. He could feel her pulsing around him; he knew she was about to cum. As soon as he felt her tighten and squeeze his shaft he allowed himself to join her. He let out a moan as he let go and filled her. It was the closest thing to paradise that Heath could imagine; the way she felt, her skin, her warmth, her taste, everything. She was his heaven. He pulled out and guided Kelly to stand and turn toward him. Her eyes were still glazed from passion. Heath softly stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. He lowered his head and kissed her softly, almost sighing himself. The water had long since turned cold. He turned it off and they got out and dried off. By now it was nearly 10 o'clock. They were getting ready to cross from the bathroom to the bedroom when Kelly heard the lock on the front door turn. As it opened she heard a voice call out, "Kelly? Sweetheart? It's me." "Oh my god," Kelly whispered to Heath. "It's him. LD ." "Hun?" he called from downstairs. "Are you gonna answer him?" Heath quietly asked. He softly ran his hand up and down her arm and kissed the back of her neck. "Uh... yeah," Kelly called down, trying to block out the sweet caresses Heath was inflicting upon her.