I don’t know how we managed to stay apart as the day went on. I felt like my body was a compass needle stroked with iron, constantly aligned to wher...ver she was in the house. The winding, unspoken tension between us was delicious. And, of course, there was work to do.But at the end of the day, after we’d shared the pizza I’d fired in the house’s outdoor oven, there had been only the question of how we entered the night.“Movie?” she asked quietly.I swallowed. “Yes.”Her smile was like the dawning. Derek shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Rachel. I'm not a big uplike you. People like you at the company don't bother with people likeme."I put my head down as I began to accept my lack of control over thecompany. There was no one who could help me. I just had to hold ontothe hope that the deal would not be consummated before I got back homethe next day.Derek took me out to dinner after that, and we went back to his room. Idid not feel like sharing a room with Karen again so I asked if I. Yet, holding the beautiful boy by the back of his head, staring down into his up-turned face, well, I couldn’t resist at least kissing him. I pulled his head slowly but steadily, closing the few inches of space between us. My hand on his chest dropped, getting a nice feel of his tight belly, before moving even lower. As I pushed my lips to his, my fingers took hold of his completely flaccid dick. The sound he tried to make, either from being kissed, or having my fingers wrapping around his. I don’t want to be unfaithful to my husband. Secondly, I wouldn’t want anyone to find out I had cheated on him. You, I know, would keep it a secret. I also know how you look at me. Am I wrong?”A voice from the door way spoke, “No honey, you’re not wrong. He’s wanted you for quite some time.” My wife had finished her shower and had heard most of the conversation. She was wrapped in just a towel.She slowly walked up to Alyson and began unbuttoning Alyson’s blouse. The towel had fallen away,.