Which, with someone as nice as you, is PLENTY heated!" {Giggle}. Really?" Absolutely. If you weren't so nice, I wouldn't have cared so much about what...happened to you afterward. In addition to my thinking you're nice, you learned some other things. First, in the heat of passion, YOU lost sight of what was important to you. Second, I can't claim to be any sort of expert about how other guys behave when they're having sex, but I strongly suspect that most of them wouldn't have been able to resist. His hands were now firmly on her waist. She felt her blouse now open wide. Her eyes glanced down to watch his fingers undo her last blouse button. Boldly, he pulled her blouse upward, untucking it from her skirt.She said nothing, choosing instead to tease his mouth, touching her tongue softly on its lower lip. Feeling his hands slide firmly underneath the the cups of her bra excited her, causing her to bite hard on his lip. Gulping hard, he pulled his mouth away from hers, and placed his lips. I began to starta campaign to slowly eat up his time outside the office, inviting him bowlingand inventing minor life crises to get him to spend more time with me. I alsobegan to bug his phonecalls and install some spying programs on his office computer- the guy was a marketing wonk, but utterly clueless about computers. Hewoudln't even use the internet without someone there to stand over his shouldertelling him what to do. About two monthsinto this I started noticing signs Lisa was getting. " James turned me back around and began unbuckling my belt. He slowly pulled my jeans down to my ankles. As my jeans hit the floor, James gripped my ass with full force. He then showered it with gentle kisses. I felt his hands move towards my hips. He slowly pulled my panties to the ground. "James, wait," I suddenly whispered. "What's wrong?" he asked. "We can't risk your mom walking in on us," I replied. I wanted James to fuck me so bad, but I couldn't risk Julia finding out. "If she catches.