Their kiss grew more passionate, she hadn't expected this level of electricity running through her the moment their lips locked. It was as he had flip...ed a switch in her; the months of longing for him all boiling to the surface. She moaned softly into his mouth and his answer was to pull her in tighter, run his hands up and down her back, one moving lower and lower until it reached the top of her butt, squeezing. “Oh, Tim,” she whispered as he broke their kiss, looking into her eyes. “I want. And all the while I was thinking, "What have I done?!" I kept asking myself that same question, over and over.I had been living alone in a small apartment since my divorce three years ago. My husband had fallen for his secretary and left me after just one year of marriage. I had been devastated. I was so mad at him and men in general that I had not been on a date since we separated.It isn't that I don't get asked. I am twenty-four years old. I have been told that I have a pretty face and a. After moments, I utter: "Would you please make sure that the bedding is changed in the guest room." And she smiles - the knowing one again.This made me rather nervous and I looked at her in her working outfit and found her to make that type of uniform to be very sexy attire indeed. I also reminded her that she needed to be ready at 2 o'clock, as I was going to town and she could catch a lift with me to the mall.After getting busy with some work issues, I finished and called again to ask if she. I've been one since I was eighteen. That's what I've been hiding from you." She's not!" I butted in. "She was but she's not now. She's out of the business."Neither of my companions was paying attention to me. Sylvia's mouth was open and her eyes shut. She shook her head in disbelief, opened her eyes without changing her expression. Laura watched, waiting for a reaction. It didn't come.It was a standoff. The two women remained silent, Sylvia looking down at the table, Laura watching,.