I got in the car and drove out of the station and had to stop at a traffic light. I had no idea what to do next or if I should even do anything, being...a married woman. He pulled up next to me and when the light turned green he pulled in from of me, so I decided to follow him. He made a few more turns, and we ended up in a cul-de-sac. He stopped and shut off his truck. I stopped a little bit behind his truck, but I kept my foot on the break and left the the car in gear and running. That is when. Josh rushed to explain. "We were parked by the sea at Revere Beach. I couldn't walk around that area in a dress after midnight, at least not in a mini-dress. I would have run into big trouble for sure. I was dressed like a ... French maid." Josh was staring at his feet, so Denise studied them too. "Yup," she thought. "You're blushing from head to toe." She then fixed him in the eye and said, "Josh, you told me that you haven't been Josie since you slapped Michael. And now you tell me you had. I smiled at him as he lit them. After he lit the last candle he stepped to me and we kissed. It was a long and deep kiss with a lot of tongue. I felt his fingers begin to unbutton my blouse, and then his hands on my stomach. We continued to kiss as he turned me and began to lightly guide me backward until the back of my legs touched his bed. His kisses left my lips, and he kissed down my cheeks. He kissed my shoulder as he pushed my blouse down my back, and arms, landing on his bed. He looked. You look very nice today that is if I am not overstepping any boundaries by saying so."'I'm not thinking so, and thank you. May I say you look nice today too? We aren't trying to impress the wheels are we?" Well, maybe a little. Anyway, the meeting isn't until three so we can get caught up with most of our work before then."The rest of the morning went as planned, I finished my report, got things set up for tomorrow, wrote myself a note to talk to Glenn about a day off this week, and we ran a.