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me.  Sensations of joy filled my body, and I tilted my pelvis to make his public bone grind against my clit.
    I moaned as orgasmic waves washed over me.  He grunted and groaned and thrust deep into me before collapsing in his own orgasm.  Once again we found ourselves laying side by side and staring up at my bedroom ceiling.
    “So much for the shower,” I said.
    “I thought it was a pretty good shower.”
    “But then we got all sweaty again.”
    He looked at me, grinning and said, “I guess we’ll have to have another one.”
    Jay was so gorgeous I couldn’t help but trace my finger along his face.  He let me, and stayed motionless while my finger moved over his chin, his cheekbones.  I ran it along the bridge of his nose. A sense of deja vu gave me goosebumps. My finger ran along each of his dark eyebrows until it reached his hairline.

18
    “ T hanks for coming over ,” I said after a few breaths.
    “I’m glad I did.”  He stayed staring at the ceiling.
    “I guess that’s the benefit of dating someone without a job, weekday sex.”
    His crinkled eyes shone as he chuckled, “Good thing, huh?”
     I laughed with him though my insides were still in disbelief at the sight of the man in my bed.  Even though we had finally had sex, that I finally gotten what I was after, I couldn’t help but feel something more for him.
    Eventually we got out of bed and dressed.  I pulled on jeans and a fresh t-shirt and Jay put his suit back on, but left the jacket and tie hanging on the doorknob.  I poured us each a stale cup of coffee.  We sat in our old seats at the dining table.
    “Was I the only reason you were upset?” he asked.
    “No.  Yes.  I don’t know.  Normally I can bury my head and ignore Calvin, but It seemed like with everything going on with you, that I lost my ability.”
    “Sorry.”
    “Or maybe Calvin’s just getting closer and closer to forcing me out.”
    “Did you give that folder to his boss?”
    “No,” I admitted.
    “I’m telling you, do it."  He said in his stern voice.
    “I sent my resume out, that’s positive.”
    “Not from your company’s perspective, I’m sure they’d hate to lose you.”
    “Tell that to my boss.”
    “Your boss sounds like a real dick, I wouldn’t be surprised if his boss was working on a way to fire him with cause.”
    “Heh, that’d be awesome.”
    “You would help them by giving over the file.”
    “That’s too much dreaming, I can’t take the risk.”
    “What’s the risk if you plan on leaving anyway?”
    “Maybe,” I hesitated, “I’ll think about it.”  Maybe he was right, I had thought about it, but I always chickened out.
    “Good.”
    Another thing I was chickening out of, all afternoon I’d been wondering why was Jay so nearby my condo?  And why was he wearing a suit?  But did I dare ask him after what happened last time we’d sat at this table?  I took a sip of my coffee, debating.  In the end, like the email file, I pushed the thought to the back of my mind.
    A far larger, more important thought took over.  I loved being with him.  It was difficult to imagine a better way to spend my time than sitting with him drinking coffee.  I should be wary.  I should keep my guard up.  But every time his eyes caught mine I melted.
    My stomach grumbled, and I realized it was almost two.  “Hungry?” I asked.
    “Starved.”

    * * *
    I  threw a frozen pepperoni pizza in the oven.  When I bent over to put it in, Jay grabbed my hips and dug his groin into my ass.  I wiggled my hips, and his cock twitched.  As I closed the door, I stood, but he kept a firm grasp of me.  I leaned back into him, and he reached around me, placing one of his hands on my breast and the other on my crotch.
    The thick material of my jeans lessened the impact of his touch, but before too long I was sucking in my stomach and he slid his hand down the front of my pants.
    “The pizza won't take very long, you know.”
    “I’m amusing