She felt him pushing.Finally, her hymen snapped and Bobby's body thrust forward. He pinned her against the bed, thrusting harder. She began whimpering... Anita felt his weight crash down on her with each thrust. She arched her back, kissing him desperately."Oh, Bobby." she called out, for the first time in a long time feeling like a woman. She raised her legs, rubbing the heel of her foot against the small of his back. His hands grabbed her head, pulling her closer to another long out drawn kiss.. This is making me crazy. I have to do something or I am going to beall over her. Turn on some music, maybe that will help. "Would you dancewith me Jenny? I know it isn't like being out in a club, but then again,it could be nicer." Ummm... she seems to like this too. She moves sogracefully. Wonder if she will move as well when our naked bodies aremelting together under my mirror? Uh oh, getting ahead of myself again.Here comes a slow record. Take her in your arms, easy now, easy, justdance with. ”“You are and have always been amazing. And I just remembered I am working every night this week.”Convenient. So much for dinner. “See you in a year.”He waved his hands in front of his face. “New idea. Breakfast. Tomorrow. It's a Sunday.”“Fortunately for you, I don't have a rule about not accepting a date less than three days in advance.”“Is that a real thing?”“It was, ages ago. I like breakfast.”“I'll pick you up at 8:00?”“Bright and early. Thanks again for the stew.” Our bodies were close. I could tell she wanted to say yes, but she said that she shouldn’t because I was married. She didn’t say no. She said ‘she shouldn’t because I was married’. Baby steps! Time to put on my game face! This is what I said verbatim (or at least pretty damn close): “Liz, I completely understand. The last thing I want is to make you uncomfortable and besides we work together and I consider us friends. I would never want to have an affair nor would I even consider sex. I just thought it would be fun.