A Stolen Moment

A Stolen Moment
for J

© April 1997 by Saffron

Once I got the idea in my head, it wouldn't let go. "It's a stupid idea," I kept telling myself. No luck convincing myself. I just wouldn't do it. Simple as that.

Yeah, right.

I got in my car to go home. I don't know what happened but I realized was on my way to her office and I didn't want to turn around. I got more and more anxious, the closer I got.

I pulled into the parking lot. I parked next to her. I don't remember getting out of my car and walking to the door. I suddenly found myself in the building, my eyes searching until they met hers.

She walked towards me looking puzzled. I couldn't speak. I gestured towards her office. She understood and I followed her in.

I locked the door and went in action before she could speak. I kissed her so hard, she almost lost her balance. She responded almost immediately, enclosing my waist with her arms. As I searched her mouth with my tongue, I ran my fingers through her hair. I could feel her tongue slide against mine, caressing my teeth occasionally. Her breasts were pressed against mine. They were soft. I could see them in my minds eye. I felt my desire build. I moved to rest a hand on her breast. As I did, she caught her breath. In that moment, we shared the same breath.

I felt her loosen her hold on my waist. Our lips parted and I looked at her. We stared at each other for a moment, she rested her head on my bosom and tightened her arms around my waist again and began to laugh softly.

"Not that I'm not glad to see you, but what the hell are you doing here?" Her voice was muffled by my chest.

I moved my hand to raise her head to look at me. I paused to enjoy the beauty of her face & eyes. I smiled, "I just really wanted to see you tonight and I knew you would be coming home late. I just thought I'd come by to let you know that you are loved." I kissed her chastely on the lips and slowly loosened my hold on her until we were simply holding hands.

"I have to get back to work," she said regretfully. I started to speak but she motioned for me not to. She continued,"but...I want you to know that you have made my day by coming here. It has been a hellish day and you provided just the release I needed. Thanks."

I saw a tear form in her eye. I reached my arm out and we hugged. I heard say "I love you," against my neck. I gave her a quick, tight squeeze of acknowledgment. Then we let go.

I turned to unlock to door.

"Time to act straight," she said. This had become our little joke every time we had to leave to go out into the unforgiving and non-tolerant world. To me, it helped to make light of how serious the consequences could be if people realized the nature of our relationship. A lump formed in my throat. I took a deep breath, glanced at her, and reached for the door.

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