Brent
I don't hear the door or Linda immediately. My desire for Vanessa is just too great. I more than need her--I must have her again.
Her soft lips feel so good against mine. I deepen the kiss, my erection quickly growing.
Vanessa pulls away from me as if someone has yanked her away. I open my eyes, wondering what happened.
Linda.
Vanessa waves her hands as she speaks, "I'm not going to be a part of this, Brent."
"A part of what?" I squint.
"You and her," she says, backing out the door.
"Vanessa," I call her.
She keeps going.
When I take a step, Linda blocks my path.
I explode, "What is your problem? I've let you retain your job even though you did something very inappropriate--"
"Brent," Linda interrupts, "can I speak to you for a moment?"
I look past her. No, I need to catch up with Vanessa. She's pregnant and emotional.