I needed time to think things through, but first I needed help.Sharon was back behind her desk, no more evil smile, just her usual openness. “So wha... do you need to know?”I thought for a moment or two. “Sue. She has to be my priority, so just what am I supposed to do?”“Easy, just be yourself, treat her just like you have been doing whilst you two are working, but every so often throw her a curve, have her do something, let her be herself, she just needs to be someone’s bitch, to feel owned, to. I remember the day that things got real all to well. I had just gotten out of the shower and was sitting there in a towel when Erica came in using the key I gave her, I asked her why she was here so early, she said that her last class was canceled so she decided to come over early. I told her that I wasn't ready for her yet because I just got out of the shower. She told me it was ok then she sat down on the bed next to me and kissed my cheek and again I could feel her breast pressed against my. He was a salesman for our firm and would come into town at least twice a month. We began to kid each other and talked about what we used to do. I would be lying if I said I wasn't affected by our conversations. He asked me out a couple of times and I declined, telling him that I was a very happily married woman. Besides, he was a married man himself.He always laughed it off and said maybe some day we could reminisce. Well, that someday happened; he heard us girls talking about our girls' night. She was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans. She was wearing a black bra which was clearly seen from her shirt.While she was massaging I said her for a hug for which she slept beside and me hugged me. I whispered the fragrance is same, the softness is same. She replied with and … I began to kiss her neck but had a fear of losing her. She didn’t say anything. I asked her can I kiss her lips. She said I don’t want to go away from you. So please stop this. It’s wrong. But I didn’t listen and.