3 comments/ 9994 views/ 0 favorites No More Questions By: redlily_35 They started out as friends. Just talking to each other occasionally on the phone, and if they seen each other. There was a spark there, you could feel the chemistry when they were close. He finally got his nerve up and admitted he was very attracted to her. The only problem was, they were both married and have children. Their marriages were there and that was it. The spark had gone out and they both loved their spouses, after all they had children together, but they had fallen out of love with their spouses. The only thing that kept them there was their children. They agreed to meet in a neutral place to see if they were truly fascinated with each other. She got out of her car and he knew by the look in her eyes she definitely felt something. He crossed over to her, reached out and gently caressed her cheek. She gazed up at him and slowly turned her face toward his palm. Gently she kissed his fingers. He drew his hand away for fear that if she did that again, things would be done before they started. He takes her hand and they start walking. He plays with her fingers, teasing them with his touches and caresses. As they walk, they talk of the days events. Ironically, they speak of their spouses. They talk of their children, their jobs, and their friends. They speak of the passion they felt for each other. They have decided to have an affair, but on the condition that if heavy emotions became involved things stop. No one would be and, and they would always remain friends. They would always be honest with each other no matter what. They were there to comfort each other , become a confident to each other, to have someone to hold, to make love with, someone to just talk to and get things off your chest. Their spouses seemed to not have time for them anymore so they were going to console each other. See if they could find what was missing in their lives. As they continued to walk, they came to a small cabin by a quiet stream. The door was unlocked so they decided to go in. You could tell no one had been there for a long time, but somehow you felt peace and comfort there. Quietly they walk around the room, wondering about the past events there. The only furnishings were a bed, a small dresser and a round table by the window. She knew someone had been there once for there was a dried bouquet of roses on the table with and old battered and torn pink ribbon around them. An old patchwork quilt covered the bed. Time and a woman's touch had made the quilt. Did she meet her lover there? She kept wondering, those thoughts as she explored the cabin more. As she went to the dresser she realized there was a scarf covering the top of it. She gently lifted the dust covered fabric, afraid it would fall apart at the touch. Gently, she shook the dust away and she found a beautiful pink silk scarf. Tiny lace covered the edges with three tiny roses in the corner of the material. Was the scarf a gift from her lover too? She looked around at her companion and found he was watching her. He had desire in his eyes. Slowly he crossed the room toward her. He took the scarf from her and laid it on the dresser. He then turned her so they were facing each other. He takes her face in his hands and leans his head in toward her. She knew he was going to kiss her. Then his lips gently brushed hers, lightly , teasing, but with an urgency that he wanted more. He waits for her to make the next move. She raises her hands up to caress his neck, her fingers run through his hair, he moves his hands to encircle her waist. Their lips meet again. This time with a full force and his tongue invaded her mouth. She responded by parting her lips, meeting him with the same passion. She takes his tongue and starts to suck it, gently nipping it with her teeth. His hands start to caress her body. His hands slide up the back of her shirt. She felt him find the back of her bra, magically his fingers undo the clasp. He moans as he continues to kiss her. He moves his hands around to cup her breast. He deepens the kiss, their tongues dancing together in the dance of time. He presses his hips into her letting her feel the response his body has to hers. He breaks the kiss, moving to kiss her face, her eyes, her nose, her cheeks. Then he tips her head back kissing her neck. Tacking his tongue, licking gently every now and then. She moans and he can feel her body shaking with desire. He moves to her ear, gently nipping at her earlobe, he whispers to her how much he wants her. He returns to her lips, kissing her even more deeply. He moves his hands back to her breasts. He cups her breast in his hand, feeling the weight of it. Taking his thumb and finger, he rolls her nipple between them. Her nipple hardens in response to his touch. She moans, breaking the kiss, telling him that she wants his mouth where his fingers are. She backs away from him. She takes her shirt off slowly, her eyes never leaving his. She then removes her bra, still looking at him. She feels her nipples harden in response to the desire in his eyes. He then removes his own shirt. She takes her hands and runs them down his chest. Her nails gently scraping his nipples. She leans her face in and takes his nipple in her teeth, gently pulling and biting. He moans in pleasure telling her that he loves her touch. He moves her to the bed, laying her down. He unzips her jeans, sliding them down her hips. She arches her back, knowing that he is going to touch her where she aches the most. As he slides her jeans down her legs, his eyes never leave hers. He takes his hands and runs them up her legs. He dips his head and his tongue follows where his hands have been. He kisses her thigh. She moans and he can smell her scent. The scent of desire. She tells him to taste her. He spreads her legs, his hands on her thighs. He leans in and gently blows his breath against her clit. He flicks his tongue out and lightly licks her. Then he takes his fingers and spreads her lips, running his tongue back and forth over her. He takes his finger and slowly slides it into her, his tongue making circles on her clit. She grabs his head and presses him closer to her, telling him that she is going to cum. He says yes baby, cum for me. He licks her, licking every drop of sweetness that she gives to him. His tongue moves faster now, circling her clit. She starts to cum, screaming his name, telling him yes baby yes. By now she is begging him to be inside her. He tells her he is not done with her, she tells him to move then, she wants to taste him. He rolls over on his back and says on my face baby. She straddles his face, but not sitting where he can reach her. She takes her hands and runs them down his body. She rakes her finger nails across his nipples and down his torso. She takes his cock into her hand and starts to stroke him. He is so hard. She hears him hiss in pleasure. She leans down and gently blows across the head of his cock. She can feel his body shake. She leans over and places her lips on the head. She then sucks gently taking just the tip of him in her mouth. Without warning, she sucks hard and takes his whole cock all the way into her mouth. Her left hand moving to circle his balls, her right hand stroking his cock as she sucks up and down on him. She then moves her pussy to where she is sitting on his face. She grinds into his tongue and she sucks. He knows that she is going to cum again by the way her legs are shaking. He also knows that if she keeps that up, he is going to cum also and he does not want their time together to end yet. He pushes her off his face, moves her off his cock and tells her that he wants his cock inside her hot, wet pussy. She rolls onto her back. He takes her legs and places one around his waist and the other over his shoulder. She reaches between their bodies and touches her clit and tells him to get inside her. He takes his cock and slowly rubs it up and down her pussy. She pushes her hips in tune with him, trying to get him inside her. He takes his hand and reaches up and pinches her nipple. She arches her back and rubs her clit a little faster and tells him to get inside her before she cums again. Very slowly he puts the head of his cock inside her. She is pushing against him, trying to fit all of him into her. He holds back and grins at her, telling her to be patient. She tells him to screw patience, she wants him inside her now. He leans down and takes her nipple into his mouth. She moans with pleasure. He pulls his cock back out. She is begging him now to get inside her. Before she could finish, he rams his cock all the way inside her, up to his balls. She screams in pleasure telling him that she is going to cum. He starts to fuck her fast. Moving his cock in and out and in and out. She tells him harder, he can feel her pussy tighten, he leans down again and takes her nipple back into his mouth. She screamed his name again, saying she was cumming, telling him to cum with her. He slams into her one last time and cums. She can feel him cum inside her, she arches her back and raises her head to his and kisses him so gently, then so deeply. She can feel his whole body shudder with pleasure and the release of his orgasm. When he is done cumming he rolls to his side taking her with him. He holds her in his arms. She lays her head on his shoulder, kissing his neck. They just lay there not saying a word to each other. There are so many things that she would like to say, but what can be said after sharing a moment like that. She knew what it would be like to make love to him just one time. Now how would they go on as before? She knew in her heart that nothing would ever be the same again between them. She had no regrets what so ever. She would not trade that one afternoon for anything in the world. Did she tell him? As he lay there, he was thinking, things have changed now. He knew it would be that good. He knew also, that she felt more he did. He knew that she loved him. He knew that she would be hurt, but he knew that she was strong and would go on. He knew that he would probably loose her in the end. But he knew that he wanted her again and again. He knew that he didn't want to let her go. He knew that it was not right to keep her and let her think that he loved her the way that she loved him. He tightened his arms around her, moving his hand up to run his fingers through her hair. He leaned over and gently kissed her lips. She could taste their scent on him. She pressed her body as close to him as she could. She raised her fingers to his lips and looked him in the eyes and said please don't say anything. She said I know. He looked into her eyes and knew that she knew what he was going to say. He realized that she knew all along how he felt. He was humbled by the feelings that she had for him. She then told him, thank you my baby for the most wonderful afternoon that I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing. She told him that she loved him and knew that the love was not returned in the way that she wanted. She told him that it was alright. She would always treasure in her heart the time that they had together. She then got up from the bed, put her clothes on while he lay there watching her. She then leaned over and kissed him very passionately, and then walked to the door. She then looked back at him, and told him, I would have not traded this time with you for anything, I will be in your life always if you want me, even if we are destined to be only nothing but friends, the decision is yours. She then walked out the door before he could say a word. No More Questions Ch. 02-03 Chapter 2 As he lay there, he couldn't quite believe that she left. He had honestly thought she would wait for him to go with her so they could leave together, the way they came. Her words hit him hard. Was she gone from his life? What was he to do now, how was he supposed to act dammit? The best thing that he had come into his life, he just let walk out the door. How could she do this to him. Hell, he planned on making love to her the whole afternoon, and she just gets up and leaves after one time. Was he that bad, now wait he tells himself, she said that she wouldn't have traded this for anything. She loved him, he knew it. But now what was he going to do about it? Would he let her go, and just go on as friends like before, would he try to fit her in when he could? Would that be fair to her? Would that be fair to him? Would she wait until he finally figured out what he wanted? Hell, he knows what he wants, is he man enough to go after it is the main question? He starts to dress, telling himself he needs to make a plan. He needs to figure out where to go from here. He needs to get his head out of his ass, and remember that she has feelings, and maybe one day she will just say go away. He can't get her out of his head. Her scent, her taste, her touch. She was so beautiful. So she didn't have a perfect body, so she had a few lines and wrinkles, hell he did too. She was so sweet, so beautiful, on the inside and outside, and that made everything worse. He could still smell her scent on his hands, his body, his face. He could feel himself getting hard for her. Damn he wanted her, he wanted her in his arms, he wanted to taste her again. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to take her breasts in his hands, her nipples in his mouth. He was so hard now he was stroking himself. He laid back down on the bed, and just let the memories of the afternoon come back over him. He could almost feel her pussy on his face, his tongue licking her clit. He could almost feel her lips on his cock, her hands cupping his balls as she sucked him. He was going to cum. Oh my God he yelled. He shot cum everywhere, all over his chest, his hands, his stomach. As he lay there thinking of her, he lightly began to rub his cum all over himself like lotion. He remembered a conversation they had and she had said that she loved to do that. She was all he could think about. He got up and re-dressed again. He stripped the sheets off the bed, the quilt he laid back over the mattress. He told himself that he really should find out who owned this cabin. There were a few things that he would like to do to it. Nothing major, he wanted to keep it the way it was, but maybe modernize it a bit. He began to form a plan, he knew what he needed to do and he thought maybe he had the start of how to do it. He loved her, he wanted her. Yes, they both had things that needed to be done first, and it may take awhile for them to be together, but if he had his way about it, they would be back at their cabin, they would be making love again, and they would be together one way or another for all time. Chapter 3 It had been almost a month since they had spent any time alone together other than an occasional conversation. Oh they talked of ordinary thing, their children, their jobs, just life. They never spoke of feelings, or that day together. Maybe it was due to time, or just evading the issue. She was going out of her mind. Wondering what was going to happen. Did he just use her for a moment of pleasure? So many thoughts went through her mind. She knew however what she was going to do. She was going to go on with life. She would take whatever time she could get with him as long as she could handle it, and when it got to be to much for her, she knew she was woman enough to tell him, it was over, she didn't even want to be his friend. She just didn't know if she could actually do it. She thought of that day at the cabin often. She thought of him often period. She continued on with her life, her husband, her children, her job, she told no one about their secret affair. She wanted to keep him hidden away in her heart until she knew what the outcome would be. Although, she had a pretty good idea already, she just didn't want to believe it. As she lay their in her bed, thinking of him, she became aroused. Her nipples hardened, and she could feel the moisture between her legs. She removed her clothing, one piece at a time, imagining that he was watching her. She caressed her breasts, rolling her nipples between her thumb and finger. She bent her head down and licked her own nipple. She was so turned on. She could see him there, just watching her not touching her at all, but touching himself as she pleasured herself. She trailed her hand down her stomach to the curls that covered her mound. She slowly slid one finger down until she found her clit. As she played with her nipple with one hand, she used the other hand to rub circles around her clit. She was writing with pleasure, moaning his name. She knew that she was goin to cum. She moved her hand down and inserted two of her fingers inside her pussy, moving her thumb to continue the circling of her clit. She rolled her nipple harder, her hips were grinding, she pressed her hand harder into her pussy. She came, oh my how she came. She kept fingering herself and rubbing her clit, she could feel herself cumming, oh the feeling of the release. She wanted more. When her orgasm was over, she leaned over the bed to get to the nightstand and opened the top drawer and reached to the back and pulled out her pink toy. This was her favorite toy, it even had a name, after her lover of course. She told herself that one day, she would probably throw it away, but for the moment, it was goin to be put to good use. She rolled back over, spread her legs, took both hands and spread her lips open. She was so wet from her orgasm, she took her hand and rubbed herself, gathering her juices. She then took and coated her toy with it. As she lay there, she imagined he was over her. She took the head of the toy, slowly inserting it in her pussy. Not to much, just enough that she could feel it. She made herself hold back, but oh how she wanted to fuck. Hard, fast, she wanted him inside her, pounding her so hard his balls were slapping her ass. She pushed the toy in as far as she could get it and then she began to fuck herself. The way she wanted him to do it, while she was fucking her pussy with her toy, she was rubbing her clit. Her hips were moving so fast, she knew she was goin to cum again. She kept her rhythm going, and when she could take no more, she went faster. She came harder this time, she could feel her cum running out of her as she came. She was so hot, she moved the toy out of her pussy and ran it down to her ass, just teasing herself with it. She than took her finger and inserted it in her pussy to get it wet, she then reached down and played with her ass. She moved her toy back to her pussy, and as she fucked her pussy with her toy, she fingered her ass. She was so fucking hot and wanted him there with her. She wanted him to have her on her hands and knees, his cock rammed inside her wet pussy, his finger in her ass. She came again. Her body shook with the pleasure. She knew then that she was spent. As she lay there smiling, her body all sated, she started thinking again. What is it with women that we think so much she wondered? Why can't I accept what is happening and go on? She knew that she would never actually tell him that she didn't even want to be his friend, cause that was a lie. She would take whatever he offered her, and that almost pissed her off. To be so dependent on him, it made her feel like she was taking scraps he was offering her off the table. She almost felt humiliated. Then she thought to herself, no, that is not true. We were friends first, and in time, can be again. She couldn't help but wonder, is he ok? Does he think of her? Does he miss her? Does he want her still? Does he still think her beautiful? Did she not please him enough? Why won't he talk to her of his feelings? Did she say to much of hers? Did she not say enough? As she lay there, her phone rang. She checked the caller ID, and low and behold it was him. Should she answer or let it go to voice mail and then listen to his message over and over again. She was afraid the call would be the one saying he wanted nothing more from her but friendship. She gathered her courage, picked up the phone and spoke his name. No More Questions Ch. 04-05 Thomas. That was all she said. He said hello to her in that sexy voice of his. She asked him how he was. He told her he was fine, doin good, but he missed her so much. She said really, did I go somewhere, change my number, forget my email? She wasn't going to make this call easy for him. He told her he had been busy, so busy he could never find the time to be alone with her. Funny she thought, how hard is it to make a phone call, send a quick message, a short email. He must be horny she thought. Damn the bad luck, she just took care of herself. She almost felt bad for thinking that way. Maybe he just called to say hi and tell her he missed her and still wanted her. He asked her how she was doing. If she had thought of him and their time together. He wanted to ask her if she still felt the same way, but he held back. He wanted her. The sound of her voice when she said his name had made him rock hard. He toyed with the idea of having a little phone sex with her. He knew he could get her turned on and make her cum for him. She answered his questions, she was doing fine, yes she thought of him, yes she grinned, she thought of their time together. She could feel herself starting to get aroused again, but she was not goin to let him know that. Little did she know, he could tell she was aroused by the sound of her voice, just as she could tell he was aroused by the sound of his voice. They made small talk for a while longer, their kids, their jobs, even the weather. They both side-stepped what it was that they really wanted to say to each other. So silly, for the two of them to act that way, but this was new to the both of them. When you are married, and a situation like this arises, it is hard on both sides to really do what each other wants the other one to do. She wants him just to love her, but feels like he only wants her for the sex. He wants her to love him, but doesn't know how to say it. They neither one spoke of breaking up their families. They both knew it was to soon for that, no matter how long they had known each other. They were both so into their children that they would do whatever was necessary for their children's happiness, putting their own aside. Yet, they found the happiness in each other that they needed, now how do they deal with it. She wanted to say so many things to him. He wanted to say so many things to her. She felt like she had already said to much. He spoke her name, Emily, he said, I want you, I need you, to hold you, to touch you, to kiss you. She knew when he said her name, that she would give into him, so she decided to make a move, if they were going to be together again, this time she would decide when. She told him that she wanted him too. To touch him, to taste him, to hold him, to kiss him. Then she told him, if you want me, it is going to have to be different this time. You can't just make love to me and then leave me, no communication until you want me again. I am not a yo-yo. I have feelings, and you already know how I feel about this. I would love nothing better than to spend time with you, you know that. We don't even have to make love, even though I don't see us being alone in the same room together and not doing just that. She held her ground. She was scared to death as she told him this. That was the thing about him, she always told him to much. She never held anything back from him. To her, he was not only her lover, but her confidant, her soul-mate, her other half. He listened to her as she spoke her terms. He felt a bad that he hadn't contacted her intimately since that time. He knew that he should have done more, said more, he just couldn't. He didn't know how to say what it was that he really wanted to tell her. How she meant more to him than she will ever know, just how special she was to him, and no he didn't want her just for sex. She too was his friend, he told her things that he never told anyone else. Things that he knew he could tell her and she wouldn't judge him, or turn from him. He knew that she accepted him for who and what he was and wanted nothing less or more. Well, she did want more, but the only thing she wanted more of was his time. Is she asking more than I can give her right now, he asked himself? After she finished saying what she wanted to say. She added one line. I just would like to just really know how you feel about me right now. He was speechless. What did he say to her, how did he say it to her? He told her that he cared a lot for her, and wanted to spend time with her, but things were so difficult now for him. He had so much going on. He was trying to make time for her, but asked her to understand that it was difficult for him. She told him it is not easy for me either, but I do manage, and somehow are here whenever you want me. She did not want to get into an argument with him. She hated confrontation of any kind. He asked her to give him a little more time. He told her again that he cared for her, called her his baby, whispered in her ear, "Baby, I need you". She said , "My baby, I need you too". Then she said, and don't think you are goin to get out of answering me. I think that at least you owe me that much. He laughed, that was his baby, headstrong and not giving up. Damn he wanted her now more than before. She smiled, oh yes, there is my baby, trying so cleverly to get out of answering my question. How well they knew each other. They could almost finish each others sentences. They could tell their moods by just one word. They were so in tune with each other, no wonder they were both scared. Will he tell her the answer she wants to hear. Is she strong enough to continue on their friendship if he doesn't? How long are they going to dance around this? How long is she going to let him get away with evading her questions? Is he going to wait to long and loose her? Will he figure out what it is wants with her? Will they ever go back to their cabin? Chapter 5 Two weeks had passed, oh she heard from him everyday. They talked of everything still, but not what she really wanted to hear. She cried until her tears were gone, then she decided to go to their cabin. That is how she had began to think of that wonderful place, their cabin. She had not been there since that day they had made love. Oh they had made love since, phone calls had turned to steamy moments of passion. She had often pleasured herself with him in her mind, and he had told her that he had done the same. As she reached the cabin, she noticed something was different. There were pink roses growing outside in front of the window. They small yard had been all cleaned up and mowed. The windows were clean, there was even a fresh coat of paint on the door, and a wreath of ivy hung there. She wondered who was at their cabin. Had the owners came to claim it? Had she lost her special retreat with her lover? You see, her plan had been to come to the cabin and do all these things for him. She was going to call him and ask him to meet her there that weekend. She wanted to fix it all up for him, she wanted to show him just how much she cared for him, wanted to make it all special for him. With tears in her eyes, she knocked on the door. She knocked a few times, and there never was an answer, so she tried the door knob. It was open, so she decided to walk on in. What a surprise she walked into. The whole inside of the cabin had been cleaned, the old patchwork quilt had been so tenderly cleaned, there were fresh roses in the vase, and the scarf was still there. She walked around the room in wonder, and she spied a door she had not noticed before. There was a bathroom, it looked brand new. There was a huge garden tub in the corner, a shower for two along one wall. There was even sky lights in the ceiling. Fresh flowers and candles were on the shelf next to the tub. She was envious of whoever owned the cabin. As she walked back to the main room of the cabin, she noticed a letter laying on the dresser. Her curiosity got the best of her and she walked over and picked it up and got a surprise. Her name was on the front of the envelope. She gasped, thinking, is it possible? She went to the bed and sat down and opened the letter up. It was from him, he was the one who fixed the cabin up. He found out who the owner was and she was right, it had been a lovers retreat years ago. The owner had agreed to rent the cabin to Thomas, and said that he hoped that they made as many wonderful memories as he and his lover had. Tears were running down her face, oh how she loved him. That he would do something so special for her, for them. She heard a noise and looked up, there her lover stood in the door way. He was looking at her with desire in his eyes, and passion in his heart. He said her name, she ran to him, throwing her arms around him. He held her as close as he could. They just stood there for a time holding each other, letting the peace and tranquility, and of course their memory of the cabin over take them. He tilted her head back and gently kissed her lips. She opened her mouth for him, their tongues meeting. He turned the kiss from gentle to one of passion. She wrapped her arms tighter around him and pressed herself against his body. He went to move them toward the bed, and she said no, here , take me here against the wall, let's not wait until we get to the bed. Take me here now, against the wall, on the floor, just fuck me baby she said. He moved her toward the wall. They were tearing each others clothes as they went. He wanted her so bad, he was so hard he thought he would explode. She was felt the same way, she told him that she was wet for him already and wanted him inside her. They moved apart long enough to get his pants off. She was wearing a skirt and she just pulled it up over her waist. She had on a pink thong. She said leave it on and get inside me now. With her back against the wall, she raised her leg and wrapped it around his hip. His hands were on her ass and he lifted her upwards. She took his hard cock and guided it toward her hot, wet pussy. She raised her other leg up so she was completely straddling his waist. He kissed her hard as he entered her, his hands gripping her ass tighter. Pulling her as close to him as he could get her. Her hands were in his hair, her hips bucking as they fucked. She was ready to cum, he could feel it. He was goin to cum with her. She screamed into his mouth. He told her to cum baby, make me cum with you. He could feel her release and it triggered his own. Their bodies shuddering, he held on to her tightly. He looked at her and said, "Hey baby, how are ya?". She looked at him and laughed and said pretty damn good at the moment. He asked her if she wanted to move this to the bathroom and try out that new tub. She said damn straight I do. Laughing together they made their way to the bathroom. There were so many things that she wanted to tell him, but she held back. She didn't' want to ruin their time together by talking of emotions and what was goin to be or not be. She was just glad that they were together, even if it was only for a few hours. As he ran the bath water, she looked at him. He was so handsome and strong. His hands were the hands of a working man, browned by the sun, strengthened by his work. His eyes were so dark, so intense, you could tell his mood by them. His voice made her weak with desire. Especially when he talked to her as they loved. She was turned on again. She wanted him. She told him to join her in the bath. She wanted to make love. She wanted to make love to him. She told him to just lay in the tub and let her please him. She stood there before him, taking her breasts in her hands. She rolled her nipples between her fingers. Her head falling back as she moaned. She moved one hand slowly down her stomach, letting her fingers trail to her center. She moved her hand lower and slipped her finger down to her clit, sliding even further to her hot, wet pussy. She could still feel the stickiness of their earlier passion. He lay there in the tub watching her. He was rock hard. He called her name and told her to cum for him. He was stroking his hard cock now as she fingered herself. She looked him in the eye and said his name. She came hard for him. She smiled and asked him if he was ready for her. If he wanted her to join him. He told her to get in the tub with him. She climbed in and straddled his lap. The water felt so good to her. She slowly slid her pussy over his cock. He took her nipple between his teeth. She rocked herself against him as he sucked her and bit her. She was going to cum again. She wanted him to cum with her. She told him to kiss her. Their mouths met in a fury of passion. As she kept rocking against him, he slid his hand down to where they joined. His finger found her clit and he started moving in circles. As they continued to kiss, their tongues invaded each others mouth. She rocked herself against him in time with his fingers moving on her clit. She couldn't hold back anymore. She came so hard, her pussy milking his cock, she made him cum. Their kiss turned soft. Teasing each others lips and tongue. She smiled into his mouth. She told him that he made her feel so damn good. She wrapped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his shoulder as they lay there in the tub together. They washed each other off, got out of the tub and wrapped towels around themselves. She asked him to take her to the bed. She then asked him if they could talk now. She wasn't going to say anything to him just yet, but she felt that the time was now. He took her hand and led her to the bed. He lay down and took her in his arms. She then told him of her feelings and what she had decided. He held his breath waiting for her to tell him that is was over. She didn't want to see him again. Her voice shook as she started to talk. She told him that yes she did love him, but she knew that this was not the time for that love. She wanted him in her life always, and wanted to be in his life. She told him that she was woman enough to be his friend, to be there for him when he needed her. She told him that he made her feel things that she hadn't felt in a long time. He made her feel good about herself again, and made her see that she was worth loving. She told him that she knew that if they were meant to be together, then fate would have them together. He told her that she made him feel alive, like a man, like he was more than just a body to be there when his wife wanted company. He told her that he did love her, but he agreed to that it was not their time. He told her that she was beautiful and would always be special to him. He told her that they would always be friends and he would always too, be there when she needed someone. As they lay there talking, she ran her hands up and down his chest. Kissing his neck, his jaw, his ear, biting his shoulder. He ran his hands up and down her back, cupping her ass, he kissed the top of her head and told her that he wanted her. She looked up at him and said yes. One last time, make love to me. Will Thomas and Emily end up together after all? Will they find the happiness they both deserve? Will their friendship survive? Will they make the best of the situation? Will they ever make love again? I am leaving this story open. I feel in my heart that it is not done. I truly don't know if they will end up together, but I do know that they will always be friends. I think that perhaps now they will just take a break. Then when the time is right become lovers again. If he doesn't ignore her. As long as he keeps in contact with her and lets her know that he still wants her, she will be here for him. She will go on with her life, see her other friends, be with her husband as he will be with his wife. She won't betray his memory however with another man. She just doesn't have it in her. He means to much to her to do that to him. She prays that he doesn't' turn to another woman. She believes in him when he tells her that she is the only one. Thomas and Emily have a long road ahead of them. They are in my mind often. I think of Thomas, how to make his character enjoyable without turning him into an ugly one. Emily, of course, will continue on. She will do whatever is needed of her. She will find her courage one day and her voice to let it be known what she will accept. She is not a little flower to be used. She is a woman, to be loved, cherished, respected. She will have it and settle for nothing less. She will cry for him, but her tears make her stronger not weak. Thank you all for reading my first attempt at a story. Your words have helped me and encouraged me like you all will never know.