He said come in. When I opened the door, the room was very dark. The shades were down and the heavy drapes were drawn. He was sitting in the dark with...only a small fire going. He was sitting in his big leather winged back chair, smoking his pipe. He put his pipe on the smoking stand next to his chair. I loved to smell his pipe. He smoked a cherry blend that he had blended at a exclusive smoke shop Downtown. It was between his office and the Court House. I always loved it the smell and I still. So gentle as he stroked her cheek with his thumb. A moan escaped her lips, and he echoed it. She was breathless, at a loss for words. He was basically a stranger, but kissing him didn’t feel weird. She felt more comfortable now than she could ever remember feeling with other guys, even the ones she’d dated. The way he kissed her like he was afraid of hurting her made her feel secure.She didn’t care about playing it safe though. She leaned in closer to him, pushing him so he was lying down on. “I am fulfilling contract obligations in our State Department contract, plus investigating complaints from my security teams. You are not going to like the results of the investigation report; there are serious problems to be addressed connecting embassy personnel to terrorists,” I replied.“The Portuguese Ambassador is raising hell that you are holding meetings with other foreign dignitaries and that they were not notified or invited. He is on his way over here now demanding answers and to file. That's hubby's bowling night and the only night I can get out." Then Wednesday is when it will be. Maybe we can skip wasting time at the bar and come straight here from work." That's a lovely idea." She looked at her watch again and said, "I've really got to go sweetie" and she got up and started to dress. As I watched her I said:"I don't want to ruin the mood, but I am curious. Why is a married woman playing around? I only ask because of this divorce I'm going through. I'm trying to get some.