" "Thanks, I didn't know you were coming in." "Oh, I just stopped in to bring him lunch." "Alright, I'll see ya later." I walked out of the building, ...nd headed home. I saw I had a text from John, I smiled as I saw his words, 'I can't focus, I just keep replaying you and me in my office. You better be ready when I get home.' I knew he was serious, I knew he would fuck me in just a few hours when he walked in. * I was in the kitchen, doing dishes, when he came home. He took his jacket and tie. He told “ Darling I am going to miss you on nights for a week”. I kissed him back and replied naughtily “Yes, the real owner of my pussy would land today”. He got a bit jealous and told “so, am I not the owner of it?”. I replied smilingly “ Darling now don’t get upset, he’s my husband so its my duty to love him”. He was in love with me and wanted me as his woman, so he was sad hearing my hubby’s arrival. I was also eagerly waiting for completion of this week. He told me not to tell him about. ‘That’s a little hard to believe, if not frightening.’ Alison took a step back as she spoke. It’s not every day a forgotten glimpse of your past bears his soul. But tempted by courage or insanity Stephen had. He told Alison for twenty years he’s loved her. It was a strange, sad sort of love. The kind built from a workshop of hidden desires and torturous ‘what if’ questions. If not as depressing it’s as potent as real love. ‘I mean what am I suppose to say to this? Thanks for making the trip up. Grumbling, he rolled out of bed to go answer it. He was taken aback by the unexpected figure that greeted him when he pulled it open. He barely recognized her in jeans and a Pittsburgh PD t-shirt instead of a uniform, and with her brunette hair, normally pulled tightly back into a bun, falling in soft waves to her shoulders."Hello, Dana," he greeted her, "I'm surprised to see you up and about."The pretty, young woman shifted nervously from foot to foot as she timidly answered, "Hi, Tom. The.