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myself while I wait.”
    I closed my eyes while his fingers worked through my matt of hair and down to my now hypersensitive mound.  He kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine.  Being in his presence was electrifying.  For the first time in a year, my body felt alive.  I moaned in approval.
    My breath quickened, and I inched my feet apart willing his fingers in.  His hand left my breast and traveled up to my mouth.  His fingertip ran over my lips before I opened and sucked his finger into my mouth.  I could have stayed there all day, in his arms and leaning against his strong frame. 
    But he kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear, “Let’s go sit down.”
    He pulled his hand from my jeans and led me to my sofa.  I sat beside him, snuggled close against his body, my head leaning on him.  Jay wrapped an arm around me, I felt at home.  Like I could spend all eternity right here, right now.  Part of my brain was screaming at me to get away, to make it only about the sex.  That he, like all men, couldn’t be trusted.  But the comfort his presence instilled in me eclipsed the screaming.
    We didn’t even talk as we waited for the pizza to cook.  Only sat against each other, content with all the world.  The timer buzzed and together we took it from the oven, sliced and plated it and went back to my dining table.
    Completely relaxed, I smiled at Jay and said, “I wish you could stay here all day.”
    “So do I,” he replied, “but I have dinner engagement to attend that I can’t get out of.”
    “Oh.  What kind of dinner engagement?”
    “A meeting with,” he paused and looked up from his pizza, searching my eyes, “just a meeting with someone about a job.”
    “That’s great news!”
    Jay nodded and went back to eating his pizza.
    “What job?” I asked.
    “Something in IT.  Just a plain old boring normal job.”
    “Is that why you’re wearing your suit?”
    “Huh?  Oh, yeah.  I was being prepared.”
    “Like a Boy Scout.”
    “I never made much of a Boy Scout.”
    “Well, it doesn’t matter now that you’re a man.”  I raised my eyebrows at him.  Then cursed myself, I am such an idiot.
    “A man who’d like to bend you over that chair and fuck you senseless.”
    “I think you’ve already achieved that today,” I said giggling.
    Jay’s eyes shone as he flashed his big smile at me.  “I don’t like to leave a lady disappointed.”
    “I don’t see how you could.”  Not with that body or that smile.
    “Are you up for more tomorrow?”
    Hell yes.  “Sure, what time?”
    “I'll come here in the afternoon, then we can go out to dinner.”
    “And come back here afterwards,” I said hopefully.
    “Absolutely.”  His eyes twinkled, sending my pulse racing.
    We finished our pizzas and sat at the table chatting.
    Jay looked at his watch.  The watch that, until now, I hadn’t noticed was chunky and expensive looking.
    “I have to go,” he said, standing.
    I stood up and ran my hands down the front of my jeans.  “Shame,” I said.
    “I’ll see you tomorrow.”  He grasped my hand, and I didn’t want him to let go.
    “See you tomorrow.”  My lips longed to be against his.
    He bent over and kissed my lips, my cheek.  When his mouth reached my ear, he lowered his voice and said, “Wear a thong.”
    I blushed, envisioning what we would get up to tomorrow.  I struggled to reply, and only managed to say, “Okay.”
    “Good, I’m looking forward to seeing you in it.”
    My cheeks burned as he turned, put on his jacket and tie, and walked the few steps to the door.  He opened it, and I watched him walk to the elevator from my doorway.
    While he was waiting for it to arrive I called, “And Jay, thanks for coming.  I was really upset, and, well, now I’m not.”
    The elevator doors opened.  He reached out his hand to hold them open, turned to me and said “It was a pleasure.”  Then he stepped inside and was gone.

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    A fter he left , I picked