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Jacob Morgan gazed out of his office window overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge, which was loaded with both foot and auto traffic. When furnishing his office, he had made sure to have the furniture arranged in such a way that the great view was available to him throughout his workday.

George Moyers tapped on the door frame to Jacob's open office door rousing him from his reverie.

"Hey, Jacob, can I see you for a second?"

"Sure George, what's up?"

"We may have a live one for a takeover. I want you and your team to put together a full report and presentation for the board." George stated as he handed Jacob a manila folder.

"Rogan and Brookdale?" Jacob said, scanning the first page. "Oh, okay, I've heard about their problems."

"The boss is going to want facts, figures and every angle covered."

"I'm sure he does," Jacob imagined aloud. "What does the third floor have to say about this?"

"Eric thinks that Romine and Ginsburg may take a stab at a buyout. Third floor said that you'd be able to get a better handle on it though, just like you did with Coleman."

Jacob laughed at that. "That was a different situation, pal." He paused. "I'll get my team on it. Honestly, I feel that we've got a better shot than Romine and Ginsburg. We have a lot more capital," Jacob said with confidence.

"I concur," George stated.

"Okay, let me get to work on this," Jacob said, sitting at his desk as George turned and left his office.

***************

Jacob Morgan's team had just finished their meeting in the conference room when Jacob turned to see the tanned and slender legs of Nikki Miller emerge from under the conference table as she swung them around to get up from her chair. If he was going to have an office affair, this was the woman he'd do it with. To him she was a stunning beauty in every conceivable way. Her five-foot-six-inch body looked sculpted, a body to die for. He could hardly believe that she had a k** at home with that body. At twenty seven Nikki was one of those rare women who seemed to get better with age. She drew men into her orbit without having to bat an eye or even flash a smile. She was gorgeous, classy, friendly, sexy and hot all at the same time. She possessed a certain girl next door charm that really made her quite popular around the office.

Her voice matched her face, beautiful, musical. Her eyes seemed to twinkle. Her beautifully curved upper lip resting on a slightly bee-stung lower lip held the promise of sweet, delectable kisses. Her face was framed by shoulder length brown hair.

Jacob found her undeniably sexy.

Nikki was one of those women who gave off a certain wavelength of fuck-me vibrations. Many women in Jacobs experience did that, but that wavelength could only be picked up by certain men who were tuned to the right frequency, which, he believed, was determined by birth or accident or perhaps both, but not by choice. Some women didn't even realize that they were transmitting these vibes; Nikki sure as hell didn't have a clue.

Nikki was dressed conservatively, as always. The skirt she was wearing was a black mid-calf length and her white blouse was buttoned all the way up to her neck. Jacob bet that beneath those clothes she had a beautiful body, but she never let it show. When she was at work she remained professional at all times.

Jacob decided that he was going to find out more about Nikki. He was going to get all of his facts together before he made a play for his sexy co-worker. He was one of those men who weren't put off by the prospect of failure. The chance for defeat was always there, but men such as he were of the type who see opportunities where others see danger.

First off, he thought as he watched Nikki, he would have to deduce if her marriage was a good one or not. If she was happily married he would back off. He knew that he wouldn't be able to look at himself in the mirror if he broke up a happy marriage, even after his own marriage had dove into the shitter.

And since there was a k** involved, he definitely didn't want to split up a marriage and put her k** through that particular hell.

No, he'd only make a move if her marriage was as bad as his.

He wouldn't use his status or power to draw her to him. He would make his play, but it would be her decision as to whether she'd reciprocate his advances, if he decided to make any advances toward her.

Nikki walked over and sat down next to her boss, opening up a leather bound folder and extracting several financial statements.

"I've gathered all of those figures you requested, sir," she told him, a tentative smile on her face.

"Great. Hey, uh, Nikki? Relax, okay?" She nodded. "And call me Jacob," he instructed her with a friendly smile.

"Okay, Jacob," she smiled back at him. He liked the way his name rolled off of her tongue.

"Now then, let's see those figures."

Having Nikki sitting right beside him as they worked with the rest of the team gave Jacob a warm feeling, right in his groin. He couldn't help it. Her small body, close to him, soft and round in all the right places had him thinking that if circumstances were different, he would happily have chased everyone from the conference room and locked the door, push all of the papers off of the table, and banged her brains out right then and there -- he was going to have to work on changing those circumstances.

She smiled and asked, "So, the Rogan situation looks to be under control...you don't think there could be a problem that creeps up, do you?"

Yeah. There could be a problem, he thought. You could find your skirt hiked up and your panties down around your ankles in about five seconds from now.

"No, not really. Obviously we've given Rogan a great offer but you always have to be careful of taking too much for granted. Until the deal is finalized we can't quit working it."

"Understood, sir...I mean, Jacob," she corrected.

"You've done a great job today," he said, pushing his chair back, gathering his paperwork, preparing to leave.

Nikki's glasses slid to the tip of her nose and she pushed them back up as she looked around the conference room. She leaned closer to him placing a hand on his jacket sleeve, looking at him, eyes wide behind her glasses. "Don't leave me alone in here with old man Cabbott. He makes me nervous."

"Eric? He's harmless."

"He looks at me like he's undressing me. It's really unnerving."

"Really? I'll talk to him about that," he declared.

"I don't want to cause any waves. I mean, I'm new to the team and all..." Nikki said, glancing down at her hands.

"Nikki, he's the one causing the waves. Okay? I have to have everyone on my team performing at peak efficiency, and if you are nervous to be around another team member, well, that is unacceptable. Besides, what you described can be construed as sexual harassment."

She nodded at him.

He looked at her and for half a second her heart caught in her throat. She found him incredibly attractive. His intense gaze rattled her, because she saw yearning in his eyes. Or was she simply imagining it? It must have just been her imagination.

"Look, I've got to get back to my office and make a call. I'll have a talk with Eric when I'm finished with the call. Come by my office after lunch and I'll let you know how it went. Okay?"

She smiled at him. "Okay."

***************

Jacob's personal office was in a corner on the fifth floor, and plush enough, with thick beige carpet. His desk was either mahogany or well-seasoned oak, Nikki wasn't sure of which, but it was polished like glass, and probably cost more than she made in a year. Behind his desk was a credenza covered with the usual framed family photos.

When she entered the capacious room, he turned from where he'd been standing near the windows, gazing out at the street below. He had his suit jacket off, d****d over the back of his desk chair. She'd heard that he didn't like to wear his suit jacket in his office.

"So, how do you like working on my team, Nikki?"

"It's really a nice change of pace. I actually feel like I'm accomplishing something for a change. It's fun," she replied.

She did have a nice sultry voice, he decided as he subtly took in her body. She was wearing a simple white button-down blouse tucked neatly into her calf length black skirt. The cut of the skirt accented her small waist.

Her heartbeat did a little rat-a-tat-tat when his deep almost black gaze settled on her. She was really hoping that he wouldn't notice that her nipples had peaked. Since joining Jacob's team Nikki had noticed that her new boss liked to look at her. It wasn't that he'd blatantly stare at her, or that his glances over her body had been offensive. Quite the opposite. The way he'd casually raked his gaze over her -- more than once -- had aroused her.

"We're sort of the firewall for the firm. We're the ones who make sure that any deal that is made is a sound investment," he stated.

"I like the challenge. It keeps me on my toes," she replied.

Their eyes hooked and he tumbled right into them, the pull was extraordinary.

"I talked with Eric. He won't be a problem."

"Thank you," she smiled.

Jacob felt as if his throat had constricted and he couldn't breathe. He could hear his heart pounding, and feel his face getting warm. God, he had never known that the smile on a woman's face could be so potent. He wanted Nikki more than he ever wanted another woman.

"Look, Nikki...I didn't ask you to come to my office just to tell you about Eric. There was something else I wanted to talk with you about."

"Okay," she answered, caution in her voice.

"You're doing a fantastic job; in fact, you've performed so well that I want you to make the presentation to the board on Friday morning."

Nikki blinked. "I've never done anything like that before, made a presentation, an important presentation," she nervously replied.

"You'll be fine. I've been watching you, you work well under pressure."

"Well..."

"You'll be fine," he repeated. "You're the rising star on my team. I want you to start taking on more responsibility."

"I'd better start putting my presentation together then, I have less than a day and a half to prepare."

"Look. If I didn't think you could handle it I wouldn't ask you to do it. I have the upmost confidence in your abilities. You're a top notch analyst; you express your views and deliver you thoughts in a clear and concise manner. You're ready."

"Well, since you're building me up to be such a star, I'd better not let you down," Nikki said, a vague look of amusement on her face -- the right side of her mouth was pulled up slightly -- but it changed quickly into a wide, knee-weakening smile.

"I don't believe for one minute that you'll let me down," he replied. "If you need anything, let me know."

He watched her eyes as she left the room. The expression was like that of a c***d who'd expected to be caught doing something naughty, but hadn't. He thought that the look seemed so misplaced on her angelic face, but he also realized that he'd like to find out just how naughty she could be.

Still smiling, she walked out of his office. His last sight of her as she rounded the corner was of her swaying hips.

***************

The bad weather came in overnight on Thursday in the form of a Alaskan front. A dark wedge of clouds had piled in from the northwest. You could smell the cold. It wasn't a scent, exactly, but had something to do with the sense of smell: you turn your face to it, and your nose twitches, and you think winter.

The hail started as just a few pebbles and gradually got heavier and continued to thicken though-out the night. By the time the storm wound down in the morning there was a blanket several inches thick of fresh ice covering the city.

Nikki left for the office an hour earlier than she had planned to give herself extra time to navigate through the sloppy morning traffic. It only took her fifty minutes to reach her destination so she was left with seventy extra minutes to prepare for the presentation. When Jacob tapped on her office door to walk her down to the conference room she was surprised. It felt like she'd just arrived.

They walked down the hallway, which seemed to Nikki as if it stretched out into infinity, her heels echoing with each step.

Jacob glanced at her. "I made sure that the images for your presentation are already in the computer and set up. Nervous?"

"Yes. I'm very nervous."

Jacob stopped and turned to her. "Settle down. Take a couple of deep breaths. The CEO has read several of your reports and he's impressed with your work."

She took in a lungful of air and smiled weakly at Jacob. "Okay."

"Ever meet the CEO?" His deep male voice asked as they started down the hallway again.

"No."

"He's a pretty good guy, pretty sharp, pays close attention to the information given during meetings. All in all you'll find that he's a pretty regular guy. Just be ready when he asks you questions. Don't let the sleepy look fool you. I think he uses that to fool board members."

"They fool easily?" Nikki wondered.

That got a laugh. "Some of them."

Nikki followed Jacob down that hall to the elevators. Five minutes later, they were sitting in the firms' boardroom under the harsh glow of the overhead floresant lighting. The room consisted of a long mahogany table in the center with comfortable leather-cushioned chairs around it. There was a telephone, a pitcher of water, and a computer monitor with slide out keyboard underneath it at each station.

One wall consisted of large, plate glass windows overlooking the snow-covered wooded park outside. The other walls held large HD monitors. Tucked into a small alcove was a desk with two secretaries who were responsible for keeping the minutes for the meeting and for bringing up any necessary information on the monitors.

Jacob noted that Nikki appeared a little pale now; he remembered his own first time making a presentation to the board. It could be quite intimidating in this room due to the power that was wielded here.

The meeting was held at mid-morning. Everybody wore a suit. Even the women. Most of the board members had leather folders with yellow legal pads inside.

Nikki glanced around the room and her eyes locked on one of the female members, eyeing her expensive, well cut clothing with envy. The woman's business suit was definitely designer and well tailored with a silky texture that was pleasing to the eye. Beautiful expensive clothes were something Nikki would love to have but doubted she'd ever be able to afford. She continued watching as the well dressed woman sipped at her chai and gazed out the plate glass window at the snow covered landscape beyond.

Nikki thought back to the beginning of her morning as she'd rummaged through her closet to find something appropriate to wear for this big meeting. She had tried on three separate outfits, tossing each aside before she'd finally settled on the rusty-brown wool-blend suit, with a calf-length skirt that she'd purchased at Macy's. It must be nice to have money enough for great clothes she thought to herself.

The CEO arrived a minute later. Everyone in the room looked up when he entered the room and watched him until he sat in his chair at the head of the table. He said a few quiet words to the woman in the expensive suit, then looked pointedly at Jacob and Nikki.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if we can bring this meeting to order. Mr. Grant's team has the proposal on the Rogan and Brookdale take-over."

Nikki slowly stood, feeling every eye on her, appraising her. She took a sip of her water and proceeded with her presentation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Nikki Miller. The subject matter that I will cover pertains to the possible take-over bid we may submit on Rogan and Brookdale," she began. "Before I get into the specifics it will be necessary for me to lay down a little groundwork. Please feel free to interrupt me with any questions you may have at any time during this presentation."

And so the meeting went. Nikki performed remarkably well, leaving Jacob to smile. After all of the information was disseminated and the last question asked Jacob arranged for shuttle transportation and treated his team to lunch.

***************

After lunch, Nikki stood and donned her coat, pulling knit gloves and a matching cap from the pockets.

"I need to get a little exercise after all of the food I just ate. I think I'll walk back to the office."

Eric Cabbott began to move, but before he could speak, Jacob said, "Mind if I join you?"

Nikki shot him a thankful smile. "Sure, why not."

Jacob put on his tan trench coat as Nikki adjusted her cap and pulled on her gloves as they walked to the front of the restaurant.

Once they were outside she turned to Jacob and said, "Thanks for talking to Eric. He really makes me nervous."

"Eric makes me nervous," he laughed, "and you're welcome."

After closing the door they walked down the sidewalk together. The sun was warm and bright reflecting off of the fresh snow, but the wind was cold.

"I really have to exercise a lot when I cheat on my diet," she stated, making small talk.

"Worried about your figure?" Jacob asked a humorous twinkle in his eye.

"As a matter of fact, I am. I've got five, maybe ten pounds I should lose but just can't seem to do it."

"You don't need to lose them, you're perfect just the way you are."

"I'm far from perfect," she protested.

"That's a matter of opinion."

Nikki laughed, loving him for telling her such sweet lies.

They strolled peacefully, not talking for awhile, enjoying the crisp fresh air and each other's company.

"My brother has twenty-three acres on Lake Shasta," he said, ending the silence. "I love to go up there and just walk through the woods on days like this."

She looked up at him, smiling. "Days like this are wonderful. When I was a little girl my father would go for long walks in the country with me."

"I used to try to get my wife to go on walks with me, but she wouldn't do it. She said that the woods were no place for a lady." He laughed and said, "Things like that, it makes me wonder why I married her. We're so opposite."

Surprised by his personal confession, Nikki stopped dead in her tracks. "Your wife sounds a lot like my husband. He never wants to do anything that I find interesting. I'm very lucky that my c***dren share many of my interests, so I guess I'm fortunate when it comes to family. Sometimes I wish..." Don't go there, she thought, you don't want to get to personal with your boss.

"What do you wish?" He asked.

"Nothing. It's silly." Nikki's expression changed. For the first time, Jacob saw the sadness that she kept hidden beneath her smile and the longing in her eyes.

"A wish, a dream that you hold is not silly. So what is it?"

Nikki laughed. "Okay, but its woman stuff. I want a husband who cares about me. Someone who puts me at the center of their universe. I want to know what that is like. I want to be the movie star instead of the character or supporting actress."

"That's not a silly wish."

"Yes it is. It's not reality," she said. "My husband treats me like a piece of property and that's typical for a couple who've been married as long as we have, as far as I know."

"You shouldn't have to settle with being treated like that. I wouldn't tolerate it. In fact, that's kind of along the lines of why I separated from my wife and we're exploring a divorce."

"I couldn't do that, divorce I mean. I owe it to my k** to try to make things work," Nikki replied.

Jacob frowned. "Not that you're asking for my advice, but don't you think you owe it to your k** to be happy? If you're in a miserable relationship then you're living a miserable life and that general unhappiness radiates from you and your k** can pick up on those vibes. I know my k** picked up on it. My daughter told me that she was glad that I split from her mother, she said that she couldn't ever remember seeing me more relaxed and enjoying life."
"How old is your son?"

"Jayden, he just turned five she smiled. He liked her smile, as he smiled back, she thought how her husband hardly ever smiled at her.

They finally reached the office building and Jacob held the door for her. On the way up on the elevator he said, "I'm sorry if I went over the line with my advice."

"Don't be. It was good advice, I just don't know if I can follow it," Nikki said, giving him a sideways glance.

"Well...think about it, at least. A relationship should be full of passion. You deserve to be happy, maybe even delirious; life is too short not to be."

"I'll think about it," she said as she left the elevator and headed toward her office.

***************

Nikki did think about it. She sat at her desk that afternoon running her options, thinking of her husband, and thinking of Jacob.

Jacob.

Nikki smiled to herself thinking of her boss as she swiveled in her chair to face her computer monitor. Why couldn't Jeff be more like Jacob?

When she'd met Jeff s*******n years ago he was attractive, smart, and seemed stable. He wasn't very creative, and he never glowed in a supernatural way, like Jacob. If there were such a thing as past lives she could imagine Jacob having lived dozens, all those souls still coursing through his veins. She couldn't see anyone in Jeff except Jeff.

But now, life was far from perfect. Jeff had numerous affairs over the years. Lately he'd become open about it, flaunting it. He'd really been hitting the bottle over the past couple of years also. Their marriage was in a plummeting spiral. Jeff was chauvinistic, a bigoted man who held to a perverted interpretation of marriage which caused a great deal of strife. As a couple, they were constantly arguing and once, several years ago, he'd actually hit her. The only reason she stayed with him was for her c***d's sake. She felt that he needed a stable home.

Who are you k**ding, she asked. What's stable about his home? His father is hardly ever home and when he is the tension is sky high.

***************

Jacob sat alone in his own office, staring out the window, thinking about Nikki. He'd noticed the barely concealed affection in her eyes. Whenever they worked alone he felt dangerously close to her. There was most definitely something there, an intoxicating, seductive pull that he knew he'd eventually succumb to.

He was a married man, yet separated. He hadn't had sex with his wife in months. She had changed. A lot. She was no longer the adoring, attentive, and energetic woman he had married. She was now a woman, who at times, he felt may actually hate him. She regarded him with cold eyes and a non-existent heart.

Thirteen years of her bitter, cold treatment had worn him down. That was why he'd moved out.

In Nikki he found warmth. She was caring, had a welcoming soul. Nikki was one of those genuinely good people that everyone enjoyed knowing and counted themselves as fortunate to have met her.

Nikki. Maybe something could happen there, but she'd have to decide that she wanted to take a shot at happiness also.

Maybe.

***************

The following week, toward the end of another productive day, after a just concluded team meeting, Nikki and Jacob were the last two members left working in the conference room, going over some final sales figures. She always enjoyed these one-on-one sessions with Jacob. They always accomplished a great deal and as a bonus, he was great company.

As she looked over at him Nikki was once again taken by his great looks and charming manner. He was everything that she'd always wanted in a man. Acting on impulse, she reached up and touched his face. First she ran her finger-tips from his cheek to the place where his ear meets his jaw. Her fingers traced the length of his strong jaw and then outlined the shape of his lips. She lingered over them as if she were committing their touch to memory.

The look on Nikki's face was of uncertainty and somewhat defiant, she seemed to be in an almost trance like state. Jacob noticed the conflict within her, she looked uncertain, but her touch was willing.

"What are you doing?" Jacob muttered, breaking the silence.

"I'm sorry. I'm not sure why I did that," Nikki said as she pulled her hand away. "You have great facial lines..."

"Yeah?" he answered, looking into her eyes with an unmasked longing.

"You're looking at me like you want to kiss me," she whispered, silently inviting him.

Taking her hand in his, looking into her eyes, he confessed quietly, "I do."

The wistful, tender way he'd spoken hit her hard. She squeezed his hand. He leaned closer.

"We can't do this, we're both married" she weakly protested. "I can't cheat on my husband."

"It's just a kiss. There's no harm in kissing."

They hovered there. Their lips close to each other, feeling the others hot breathe. Then he leaned to her, slowly, when she didn't pull away he kissed her fully on the lips, deep and passionate, and then just as quickly he pulled away leaving Nikki sitting there confused, wanting more. Jacob suddenly realized what was happening and stood up and backed away from her.

He had a look of shock on his face, "Oh my God. Oh no, no, no...I'm so sorry. What have I done? I'm so sorry Nikki. You're right, we shouldn't do this. I shouldn't have pressured you."

"It's okay. Really," she said, attempting to reassure him, hoping that he'd kiss her again.

"I should have never done that. I'm your boss."

He'd began pacing the room, repeating how sorry he was, appearing truly concerned and agitated by his bold actions, leaving Nikki more confused and now feeling a bit guilty about possibly leading him on.

He stopped pacing and looked at her. "You honestly don't know the kind of effect you have on me, do you?"

Nikki just stared at him, genuinely puzzled by his question.

"Don't you know that when you smile at me, I want to kiss you? When you laugh, I want to wrap you up in my arms? And when you look at me like I'm the only man in the world, I just want to make love to you until we're both to exhausted to move?"

"No...I didn't know."

"Yeah? Well now you do."

Jacob reached out and brushed his finger tips along her cheek. She stared up at him and just knew in her heart that he was going to kiss her. She had never wanted anything more in her life.

Without saying a word, Jacob turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

***************

The next morning Nikki stood outside Jacob's closed office door for several minutes, contemplating what she was about to do. She was wearing a tan business suit, and matching heels, the skirt hugged her curves and was cut just above the knee. This was her sexiest business attire.

Nikki took a deep breath, ran her hands over her clothing, smoothing the unseen wrinkles, and lightly tapped on the door.

"It's open," she heard Jacob say from the other side as she reached out, took the knob in her hand and opened the door.

"I just wanted to pop in and say hello," she spoke firmly, very matter-of-factly as she stepped into his office and closed the door behind her. "I also wanted to let you know that I'm really okay with what happened last night, and I really don't want you to feel in the least bit guilty. Okay?"

"Okay," Jacob said, looking up from behind his desk, a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Okay then," she said, smiling. "I'll get out of your hair and get to work." As she turned to step out of the office she said, "You're a great kisser."

Before Jacob could reply, she was gone with the door was closed behind her.

Well, what do you know, he thought.

***************

That afternoon Jacob was sitting alone at one end of the conference table, leaning back in a chair, taking notes on a legal pad.

We want to pay a certain price for those stock options and it's my team's job to find a way to get that price, he thought. Now then, how do we get Rogan and Brookdale to go along?

From behind him, Jacob heard Nikki say, "Whoa, hold on. What have we here?"

He recognized that familiar 'something's-wrong' urgency coming through in her voice. As he approached the workstation she occupied he saw one of the other team members with her hand over her mouth, as if she'd just witnessed a car crash. At that Jacob hurried to the computer.

"What do you have Nikki?"

"I'm trying to figure that out. It looks like I've uncovered some creative accounting practices with Rogan and Brookdale. I'll have to run the numbers again, but the preliminary numbers I've already run look good."

"What do you mean, they're cooking the books?"

"It looks like they've been publicizing one set of numbers that don't quite correspond with the numbers we acquired. It also seems that they have a couple of off shore accounts," she stated.

"This isn't good," Jacob said. "Can you print this out? Make a hard copy we can run in to the boss?"

"Give me some time to connect a couple of dots here. I'd like to put some hard numbers together so we can figure this thing out," she answered.

Jacob was annoyed. He didn't enjoy putting clues together and solving mysteries. He liked information orderly, complete, and now. But Nikki was right, if they were going to take this to the CEO they would need hard facts.

"Okay, get your numbers together and then we're going to see the boss."

***************

The CEO's door was closed. His secretary was busily typing away on her keyboard.

"Who's in there?" Jacob asked, pointing at the door. Nikki was standing on his heels.

"Jackson from accounting," the secretary said. "Mr. Grant, wait, you can't go in there..."

Jacob pushed into the office, with Nikki trailing self-consciously behind him. Arthur Fleming, startled, looked up in surprise, saw their faces, and turned to the accountant.

"I'm going to have to throw you out, John," he said. "I'll get back with you this afternoon."

"Uh, sure." John Rodgers picked up the stack of computer printouts he'd brought in, looked curiously at Jacob and Nikki, and walked out.

Jacob pushed the door shut.

"Boss, we've got a problem," Jacob said, unceremoniously.

The CEO's eyes changed a little, as they might when the last card was laid in a high-stakes game. "How much of a problem?"

"A large problem. It would seem that Rogan and Brookdale have some accounting issues that happen to involve a couple of offshore banks in the Cayman Islands," Jacob explained as he handed over a binder.

The CEO flipped open the binder's cover, and kept flipping through the pages, skimming them as he went.

"I can see where your concerns are. I didn't realize that their bookkeeping practices were so...interesting," the Fleming murmured.

"'Interesting'?" Jacob replied with a smile. "That's a nice choice of words. Keep reading."

The CEO continued to skim through it.

"Those son's-of-bitches! They're playing us! We're lucky that their secrecy failed them otherwise we'd really look foolish, on top of losing a ton of money" Fleming replied.

"You know the rule, 'If two people know about it, it's probably not a secret', especially where monetary funds are concerned," Jacob said. "Thanks to Nikki, we won't get caught up in a money pit by acquiring their over-inflated shares."

"You're right. Great work young lady," Fleming said. He was silent for a moment, then he smiled in a crooked way. "I want you two to look into a way for us to shove this right back in their direction...right up their ass."

"Looks like we'll be working late this week," Jacob smiled at Nikki.

"Fine with me," she smiled back.

***************

Late in the evening of the next day.

Mr. Fleming wanted hard facts to present at the shareholders meeting by the next morning so the proposed merger could be nullified and he wanted a plan, if it was feasible to really hammer the crooks over at Brookdale. It was approaching 9pm and they had fallen a little behind but had just finished up.

They were working in a conference room, with stacks of documents spread all over the table, and empty Mexican take-out boxes littering the rest of the space. They were both getting pretty tired and were glad that their work for the day was done.

"Finished," Jacob said, unceremoniously.

"It's about time." Then she paused. "I want to say something to you. I don't want this to offend you." Nikki said.

Jacob turned and grinned. "You won't."

That statement earned him a crooked smile.

"Remember what you said to me about being happy? That I should think about leaving my husband?"

He nodded.

"Were you bullshitting me?"

"No," he said, seriously. "I meant it, everyone deserves to be happy."

"Well, I've been thinking about it," she said as she looked down at a note pad on the table. "Your kiss helped me make up my mind."

"Uh oh," he breathed.

She looked up and smiled. "Am I scaring you?"

Jacob moved to her side of the table. "I hope that you put more thought into it than just a kiss."

"I have. I'm tired of being taken for granted, of staying in a marriage with an abusive alcoholic. I'm tired of being faithful to a man who I've lost count of the number of affairs he's had..." she looked at Jacob, a thoughtful look on her face. "I probably have crossed some kind of line here...dumping all of my dirty laundry on my boss."

"No, that's okay. I want to help. What I told you last night, it's true. I really like you, Nikki. But I'd like this to be on your terms, I don't want to pressure you."

Without another thought,she took off her glasses, lay them on the table and she leaned over and kissed him, a full kiss, their lips parting and tongues dancing. When she pulled away, Jacob just stared at her with what he was sure must have been the goofiest look he could have on his face, considering the situation.

For her part Nikki just smiled at him as he continued to stare. He liked her smile, it was sweet, a smile that went with seduction but it also showed a hint of a woman getting her way. This surprised Jacob but also emboldened him.

Jacob's leaned forward and kissed her. She sank back into her chair, and returned his kiss. Her mind kept trying to tell her that she was still married and that it was wrong, but right now she didn't give a damn. She wanted to feel a man's touch, the touch of a man who really cared about her, who wanted her.

Nikki sensuously explored Jacob's mouth with her hot tongue; he pulled her against him, chest to chest. He felt her trembling lustily, helplessly in his arms.

She didn't know when it happened but she noticed that his hand was on her thigh, just above the knee. He wasn't trying to move it any higher so she let it stay. Just a little harmless touching she thought to herself.

After a few more minutes of kissing she realized his hand had moved several inches under the hem of her dress and up her leg. She didn't know when he moved it but he had stopped again.

Despite her very conservative lifestyle, Nikki was becoming aroused. Her breasts had always been very sensitive and she could feel her nipples swell and harden against her bra. His touch had caused her pussy to cream, soaking right through her panties. Nikki knew her pussy was getting very wet, yearning for the feel of his hard cock on her now slick, pink lips.

When Nikki didn't protest where his hand was Jacob decided to move it higher. He wanted Nikki in the worst way. His cock was painfully erect, straining against his confining pants.

While Jacob continued to kiss Nikki, her head was now swimming; his hand never left her leg. He moved his hand again, this time it covered the crotch of her panties. They were soaking wet and he could easily feel the heat from her cunt. Jacob was encouraged when she made no attempt to stop him from rubbing the palm of his hand over her panty-covered pussy mound.Instinctively Nikki arched her hips forward and spreading her thighs apart to meet the hand.

Having his hand on her cunt felt so good that it took a moment for it to fully sink in and for her to react. She reached down and half-heartedly tried to pull his hand away but he wasn't interested in relinquishing his prize. Since she couldn't remove his hand, and not knowing if she really wanted to, she decided just to try to keep him from going farther. She probably could have gotten him to remove his hand if she would have said so, but she didn't. Nikki had a fleeting thought of her husband, of what he would do if he knew his wife was letting her handsome boss fondle her in an office. She felt as if she were in enough control of this situation that she could, would stop it from proceeding further. She also knew she didn't give a fuck what her husband would think about this.

When she didn't object and while all of those thoughts were going through her mind his persistent finger found its way under the leg of her panties and was sliding along her now soaking wet slit. As he ran the digit along the length of her pussy lips a few times Jacob realized she was very moist. He knew she was enjoying this because her hips were thrusting against his hand.

Up and down her well lubricated pink pussy opening his finger slid; every once in a while stopping long enough to flutter over her now engorged clit. It felt so damn good that she released her grip from his hand and without thinking of the consequences; Nikki spread her legs a little further and scooted her ass forward in her chair to give him more access to her slick cunt.

She was so far gone that when he broke their kiss and whispered in her ear for her to lift her ass off the chair she did it without thinking. She couldn't ever remember being so hot. He pushed her dress up and around her waist as he pulled her panties off and dropped them to the floor before returning two fingers to their task, working them rapidly in and out of her exposed cunt.

Nikki was so horny she couldn't control herself. She wanted to feel him. She shuddered as she slid her hand down to rest her fingers over his huge dick, she felt his heat before her fingertips tentatively touched him. She ran her fingers along the outline of his cock, feeling the incredible size of it, even through his pants. Then, very gently, she squeezed his swollen balls. She slid her fingers back up and began to hungrily squeeze his cock through the material of his slacks.

She ran her fingers up and down his cock shaft, measuring its length and thickness through his pants. It sure felt like a big one.

Nikki knew that she should stop, she should stop Jacob, but the craving between her legs demanded release, needed to be satisfied, she needed to cum. Just one small orgasm, then she would stop this madness.

He continued to easily pump his fingers into her wet pussy, sliding into his co-workers eager cunt. Looking at Nikki he saw her mouth was slightly open as she emitted a low moan. Her eyes were fluttering as he finger fucked her increasingly horny pink snatch.

Jacob's cock was painfully hard throbbing in his pants, about as stiff as a dick could get.

"Take my cock out," he whispered into Nikki's ear. "Take it out and stroke it."

"I can't," she replied as she continued to rub his hard cock while he fingered her dripping wet snatch.

"Please, Nikki," he whispered. "My wife wouldn't have sex with me there towards the end and it's been months since I've had any satisfaction."

"I don't know...it's wrong...I'm still married...I can't cheat," she weakly protested.

"Just return the satisfaction I'm giving to you," he said as he worked his thick fingers inside her cunt, curling them against the top of her slit, stimulating her g-spot. "I need a release. Do it for a friend. You're not cheating; it's just a hand-job. It's not really sex."

As he talked, Jacob reached up with his free hand and started unbuttoning the top of Nikki's dress. She slumped back into the chair, breathing hard, trying desperately to control herself. Nikki watched him open her dress and expose her tit filled lace bra. She liked the way his eyes ogled her beautifully ripe tits. He then reached around her and unhooked her bra and pushed it out of the way, uncovering her firm tits and lust-engorged nipples.

Yes, he's right! Nikki thought miserably, groaning with frustrated lust, loving everything that his magical fingers were doing to her as she sat in a conference room, her body completely exposed.

It wouldn't be cheating, she thought. The flush in her cheeks turned nearly crimson, as she realized that she'd lost all control over her self reason.

"Okay, just a hand job," she said dazedly. "I'm just helping out a friend."

Shaking with lust, the fuck-hungry mother and wife impulsively reached down with her hands and worked on his pants, unsnapping and unzipping them. With little effort, she managed to unfurl his stiff cock, releasing it, pulling it free from his pants, exposing his gigantic, rock-hard cock. His incredibly long, fat meat pole arched stiffly erect, capped by a puffy, helmet-shaped knob that oozed milky pre-cum.

"Oh, God," Nikki moaned quietly when she saw the long, hard, enormous erection.

She reached out with her hand and placed it on his stiff cock. It was much bigger than her husband's, pulsing in her hand with arousal. Her pussy began to tingle at the sight of it. Slowly Nikki began to stroke her long, delicate fingers up and down the hard shaft, from the angry purple head all the way down to the base and then back up. She stared shamefully at his bulging, throbbing cock, lustfully wondering what it would feel like plowing into her cock neglected pussy.

Nikki was sprawled out on the swivel chair, naked for all intents and purposes, her slender, delectably formed thighs were now spread wide, her body writhing as he pounded two fingers in and out of her drooling pussy, her head back and eyes closed, enjoying everything about this.

She held her cunt lips open with one hand while Jacob madly finger-fucked her. She fantasized that his fingers were really the big, horny cock she was stroking in her other hand and that she now wanted so badly.

Her pussy was freely flowing with her slippery lubricating juices as he fingered her pink slit between her naked thighs and she stroked his fat cock in her tiny hand. Jacob started to rub her clit rapidly as he diddled it with two fingers, then he worked those same two fingers back inside of her pussy. Nikki could hear the squish-squish sound as he pumped into her and realized that her pussy was soaking wet as his fingers found plenty of lubrication.

This was the first time she'd ever done anything in a public type of place. Just the thought of someone walking in on them and catching her with Jacob's fingers in her horny little cunt as she stroked his cock was really tuning her on.

As her arousal climbed to new heights Jacob bent down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her supersensitive nipples. A little sob of lust escaped Nikki's lips. He squeezed her heaving tits one at a time, and flicked his hot tongue over one nipple and then the other, causing Nikki to shudder with pleasure. She opened her eyes and looked down at her boss licking her tits. As she watched, he opened his mouth and slid it down around a stiff nipple, enclosing it in his lips. She sobbed, stifling a loud whimper of longing. He continued to noisily suck on her swollen nipples, one and then the other, driving her crazy with desire.

His ministration of her tits pushed her over the edge. Nikki was thrusting her pussy up and down and onto his probing fingers as she wiggled her tight little ass on her chair, circling it around Jacob's fingers. Her breathing became heavy and uneven. Her eyelids were droopy, like she was having trouble keeping them open.

Suddenly she clamped her thighs with a vice-like grip around his pleasure giving hand, and emitted a loud moan as she came.

Her whole body stiffened and shuddered. Her eyes were shut tight, and her beautiful face showed pure lust as a violent orgasm exploded in her pussy.

"Oh, God, Ahhhhhhh! I'm coming... oh...yes... feels so good!" she moaned.

Jacob placed his mouth over hers to muffle her moans, not wanting anyone else in the office to suspect anything. Suddenly their tongues were probing and dancing as they passionately kissed. Nikki reached out and placed a hand behind his head, pulling him toward her. She no longer had any thoughts of fighting this, she was cooperating with Jacob in every way.

Nikki spun in her chair next to her boss, wrapping her hand tightly around his massive cock and jerking it very hard, making Jacob wince with pleasure and pain as she yanked her fist up and down his rigid dick. She shuddered with lust as she felt how hotly and stiffly it throbbed against her palm as she stroked it.

Jacob groaned as this cock-loving beauty jacked his dick for him, stroking her fist rhythmically up and down his jutting, huge, twitching erection.

"Now I get to help you," Nikki whispered breathlessly. "I can't let a good deed go unrewarded...can't leave you with such an enormous hard-on." She paused. "I... mean, it's my duty to... to give you relief. Right?"

"Oh, God yes, Nikki."

"It's awfully stiff," Nikki purred. "This is the biggest penis I've ever seen..."

She was pumping her fist up and down the hard, throbbing cock. Jacob leaned back against his chair, moaning with pleasure as her slender fingers zipped up and down the lust-stiffened shaft of his dick.

Nikki couldn't believe her excitement was mounting once again as she worked her fist up and down her boss' throbbing cock, holding it between her fingers. She pumped steadily faster and harder, and he moaned louder, his handsome face flushing with lust. His cock jerked and twitched in her pumping fist, oozing a great deal of pre-cum from the angry, purple head. Nikki eyed the glistening cream and hungrily licked her lips.

When Jacob saw Nikki eyeing his cock and licking her lips he lost control. "Oh, fuck! I'm coming!"

His whole body began jerking as thick ropes of sperm began boiling out of his balls, shooting from his exploding cock. Nikki angled his cock away from them and he shot his load of spunk onto the floor in front of them and on Nikki's hand. She stroked him a few more times as she panted, still recovering from her own orgasm, getting her hand soaked with her boss' sticky white cum.

She had an almost undeniable desire to bring her hand up to her mouth and lick it clean of the spunk, but she caught herself and instead grabbed a wad of leftover napkins from the table, and tried to clean up the mess. Jacob had a small wet spot on the front of his pants, but there was nothing to be done about that. He stood and tucked his cock back into his pants, much to Nikki's disappointment.

When she regained some composure and remember where she was she looked around to see if anyone had entered the room and may have seen them. Thank God they were alone. She grabbed some more napkins and bent forward in her chair and wiped his sperm from the tile.

As she cleaned up the floor Jacob picked up her panties and placed them in his pocket. When she was finished she began to put herself back together, redoing her bra and buttoning up her dress.

She realized her panties were missing but couldn't remember them being taken off. How had she let herself get in such a state?

"Where are my panties?"

"I have them."

She held out her hand, palm up. "Give them to me."

"Nope," Jacob answered with a mischievous grin. "We're finished here and we're both going home. You get to go home without panties, explore your wild side a little."

"Jacob..." Nikki pleaded. "I'm wearing a dress, I need my panties."

"Nobody will know that your pussy's naked under that dress but you and me. Just do it, drive home with that knowledge and let me know tomorrow how it makes you feel."

Nikki looked at him, evaluating him, a thin smile coming over her lips. "You're trying to make me naughty."

"A little adventure in life can be a good thing," he said.

"Oh, alright, I'll do it," she said as she leaned in and kissed him full on the lips and then pulled away.

"We'll leave the paperwork on the table and I'll lock up the room. I'll get a couple of interns to file everything away tomorrow."

"This room smells like sex," she said, concern in her voice. "Whoever comes in here will know."

"Nikki, by tomorrow morning the buildings air-exchange system will take care of that. Don't worry."

She gave him a 'if you say so' glance, but left it at that.

Jacob walked her out to her car. When she stepped outside she immediately felt a sudden rush of cool air flow up her dress and caress her bare pussy. It was a surprisingly welcome feeling and she notice a small itch deep in her pussy.

As she drove home that night Nikki ran the events of the night through her mind. Wondering if it was wise to have become sexually active with her boss. She was still married, but she was married to a complete loser who was a womanizer as well as a drunk.

Jacob said it was alright. But of course he would say that, all men said that when they wanted to get into a woman's pants and Jacob had admitted that he wanted to make love to her.

But he had made a point of differentiating that he wanted to make slow, long love to her rather than just to fuck her which is all that her husband had ever done to her.

2.

It was still dark out when Nikki pulled out of her driveway as she headed off to work. There was an icy wind blowing that became just less than a roar when she got downtown and the tall buildings funneled it through the narrow city streets. It was an overcast, miserably cold morning.

She hurried from her car into the embracing warmth of the building. Once inside she rode the elevator to her floor and went straight to her office shedding her winter outer-wear. She grabbed her coffee mug and stopped to fill it on her way to Jacob's office.

His office door stood open and he noticed her just as she entered and softly closed the door behind her. "You were right," she said without preamble, a little color coming to her cheeks. "It was incredibly...arousing driving home last night without my panties."

He smiled. It was a knowing smile, a smile that caused her to blush.

"Incredibly arousing? Did you do anything about it?" He asked, remaining seated behind his desk, leaning back into his chair, settling in for her story.

Nikki looked down at her feet, unable to meet his gaze when she answered him. "Yes."

"And what exactly would that have been? Tell me what you did when you became aroused." He instructed her, sounding like a professor teaching a promising student an important lesson.

"I masturbated," still looking at her shoes.

"Tell me about it."

"I couldn't help myself. The more I tried not to think about it the hotter I got," she paused. "I...I slid my hand up my dress and fingered myself and that just made me hotter. I couldn't believe hot wet I was. Just knowing that I was playing with myself with complete strangers sitting in cars next to mine...it was incredible," she said, feeling the excitement settling into her loins as she recalled the experience.

"Did you orgasm?"

"Yes."

"Tell me," he gently ordered.

"When I got home, I sat in my car in the garage and finished. It was an arousing experience. Thank you," she said, looking up at him now, her face still shaded crimson with her embarrassment.

Her gratitude surprised Jacob. "You're quite welcome. About last night..."

She held up a hand, silencing him. "What happened last night was...wonderful, but we can't let it happen again. We're both still married and I can't cheat...I won't do that again."

"Are you still thinking about leaving him?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm considering it. If I do, and if we get a divorce...well..."

"Yeah, well...I'll be right here."

She gave him a crooked, 'I'll bet you will be' smile. "I'm going to go and get started for the day, I just wanted to thank you for introducing me to...something new."

"It was my pleasure," he said, a lustfully, longing look on his face.

***************

Even though Nikki had informed Jacob that she wouldn't do anything more with him, and as much as she tried to convince herself that what she was doing was the right thing, she found that she still wanted him. Every time she saw him around the office, or God help her, when she had to work closely with him, she found herself longing to be in his arms, to kiss him, to give up all resistance and offer herself up to him.

Refusing to give in and denying these thoughts wasn't an easy task for her. Over the past two weeks she'd spent more than one evening alone, locked in her bathroom, relaxing in the bathtub while she feverishly rubbed and fingered her wet, horny pussy, while re-running the night she'd spent with Jacob through her mind, again and again.

Nikki arrived for work after not sleeping well. She had tossed and turned, thinking about Jeff, about her and Jacob, about separation and even divorce. Decision day was fast approaching.

When she entered her office she immediately noted an elegantly gift wrapped box resting in the middle of her desk. She looked around, not expecting to see anyone, but looking, none-the –less.

She took the envelope that was tucked under a ribbon and opened it, the note inside was neatly printed: 'A beautiful woman should wear beautiful things, even when no one else knows'. Nothing else. She flipped it over but there wasn't anything else on the back.

Nikki stood and looked at the gift, scrutinizing it, wondering what it held, afraid to open it, yet excited by the prospect of the contents held within.

She closed her office door and returned to her desk, picked up the package and began slowly tearing the gift paper from the box. Once she'd removed all of the paper, she popped the box open and set it down on her desk. She then delicately unfolded the tissue paper she found inside the box to reveal a very sexy, fire engine-red lingerie set consisting of a lacy bra, panties and garter belt along with a set of sheer, tan stockings.

She stepped back, looking down at the beautiful undergarments, her pulse was thundering with a new exciting thought: this had to have come from Jacob.

Curiously she reached down and picked up the bra and looked at the tag. 34B! Oh my God, he got it right. But how? She picked up the panties; they were also the correct size!

She shook her head. That man is amazing.

Nikki put everything back into the box, closed it up, and placed it in a desk drawer. She then headed for Jacob's office.

Once she reached his office she quietly closed the door behind her. "Did you leave something in my office?"

"Like what?" Jacob innocently asked.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe something very intimate?" Nikki quietly replied.

"Maybe," a sly, crooked smile crept over his face.

"Why?" she asked.

"You don't like it?"

"It's not that...it's a very nice gift..." she paused, organizing her thoughts. "It's... just...a little personal."

"Are you going to wear them?"

"Jacob," she looked down, frustrated. "I shouldn't...I can't..."

"Well, think about it." He said, cutting her off. "If you do decide to wear them, could you let me know?"

"Why?" Her nerves hummed at the fine edge of desire.

"Let's just say that I like to know that my gifts aren't just sitting forgotten in the back of a drawer someplace," he said with a smile on his face as thoughts of Nikki clad in the lingerie crept into his head.

"I'll think about it," she promised, knowing full well that she'd eventually wear the lingerie once she'd worked her courage up.

***************

A week later Nikki walked down to Jacob's office and stuck her head in the door. "Hey you. I'm going to walk down the street for lunch. Care to join me?"

"Sure. I can finish this up later. You have great timing. I needed a break to get away from this crap and clear my mind a little," he said, a heart-warming smile on his handsome face.

It took them less than five minutes to walk the two and a half blocks to the deli. Both ordered sandwiches and soup. They ate while discussing some company business.

After lunch they strolled back to their building and rode an empty elevator up to their floor.

"Remember that gift?" she whispered.

He smiled. "Of course. Are you wearing it?"

"You may find out later," Nikki replied with an impish wink as she walked out of the elevator and down the hallway toward her office. Nikki felt a delicious sense of inevitability. Something was going to happen later that evening, she wasn't sure exactly what it would be, but she planned to enjoy the rush when it did.

Later that afternoon Nikki took out a pad of post-it notes and scribbled a note on it. She then placed it between a couple of documents, slipped them into an oversized envelope and sent it with the mailroom boy to Jacob's office.

When Jacob received the envelope he opened it up and began reviewing the documents, assuming that Nikki had sent them to him for his signature. When he flipped to page two he smiled upon reading her note: 'Plan on working late tonight.'

He felt a stirring in his groin.

***************

That evening, when Nikki looked into his office she saw Jacob sitting in a pool of light in front of his computer monitor.

Jacob looked up, his eyes meeting with hers. What she saw in his eyes he didn't know, but what he saw in hers, was deadly lustfulness. There was still softness, but the hard desire was electric.

"Close the door," he said. "And lock it."

She eased the heavy oak door shut and leaned against it. Reaching blindly behind her back, she felt for the knob, found the lock and flipped it.

With the click of the locking mechanism Nikki felt as if she'd crossed over to the point of no return.

Jacob stood up from behind his desk, crossing the room to where she stood leaning against the door.

"This is all new to me," she said. "I'm a little nervous."

"The unfamiliar is nothing to be afraid of. It's simply something new," he said as he leaned down and kissed her.

She placed her arms around his neck, embracing him, pulling him to her. He deepened the kiss, she returned it, her lust and the power of her kiss surprised him. Their tongues danced, flicking together, over and over. He pulled away and kissed her jaw and then took her ear-lobe between his lips, gently sucking on it.

Oh, dear God, she thought. Keep doing that.

Nikki closed her eyes, wave after wave of emotions pounded through her, empowering her, draining her, arousing her. Her head began to swim.

He walked her over to his desk, leaning her against the edge. With deliberate intent, Jacob undid the buttons on her white blouse, taking his time, pushing buttons through their holes, savoring each new inch of tantalizing skin that he revealed. She sat in front of him, watching him, her gaze switching excitedly back and forth from his hands to his face. When he reached the waistband of her tan skirt, he yanked the blouse free and finished unbuttoning it, then spread the material apart to reveal the lacy red bra he'd purchased. He pushed her blouse over her arms and off and pulled her off of his desk. He liked the way it looked, the red cups hugging and shaping her breasts, providing an inviting cleavage.

She should have had more strength than this. But she didn't. She should be pulling away. But she couldn't. He made her as weak as a kitten, humble as a parishioner begging for forgiveness.

Sitting in his plush, leather desk chair, Jacob worked Nikki's skirt up her thighs, slowly revealing the stockings, inch by sexy inch until he finally exposed their lacy tops and was pleased to see that the garter belt he'd bought for her was securing the stockings in place.

"These look really good on you. You have the legs to wear them," he said, looking up at her blushing face, finding her damn near irresistible. "Do you feel sexy?"

"Yes..." She was embarrassed.

Jacob reached behind her, finding the button and zipper for her skirt by feel and released them. He pulled her skirt down to the floor leaving her standing before him in nothing but her lingerie and three inch heels. She was a vision, lacking only the white feathery wings from being an angel.

"God, you are a sexy woman, Nikki Miller," he breathed, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her. She clung to him, closing her eyes and returning the kiss deeply.

Jacob reached behind her and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall away from her perfect tits, revealing her hard nipples. He leaned down taking her right nipple in his mouth, his tongue orbited her auréole, causing her nipple to grow even stiffer. He flicked his tongue back and forth over the tip of it.

"Oh, my god," Nikki purred. She placed both of her hands on his head pulling him against her chest. She moaned as he worked over her nipple, the pleasure from his tit sucking sent waves of arousal straight into her cunt. After a moment she tightened her grip and guided him to the other breast and its waiting nipple.

"Oh Jake. Suck on my nipples."

His mouth engulfed a straining nipple. Feverishly he sucked as Nikki whimpered, her nipples becoming more sensitive causing the need in her horny pussy to grow stronger with every flick of his tongue.

"Oh God," she moaned.

His breathing audible, he moved slowly downward, kissing her intimately between her breasts, along her abdomen, and then rimming her navel so exquisitely that she clutched his hair in her curling fingers. His expert tongue and lips explored, while his hand kneaded her ass as she writhed, sweating, panting, and feeling. Hot, wanton sensations rippled through her and she wanted more...oh, dear God, she wanted so much more.

He knelt in front of her, burying his mouth against the well trimmed triangle of brown curls covered by the sheer, lacy red material of her panties. She trembled when he ran his tongue along her panty covered slit.

Nikki moaned as Jacob's tongue flicked past his lips and began to tease her vagina. It pushed in against her panty covered pussy, it felt great, but she weakly protested, "We should stop. I can't cheat on my husband."

"It's only oral sex. You're not cheating," he assured her. Consider it masturbating with my tongue.

He pulled the