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  "My turn now.” I gently pushed him back on the couch, finished unzipping his jeans and pulled them to the floor.

  I wanted him so much, when I pulled his boxers, they ripped completely away and I welcomed his hard cock into my hands. I stroked him slowly and watched his face as he leaned his head back and let out a soft groan. Positioning myself over him, I began licking up and down the rigid shaft and teasing the plump head with my tongue.

  "You are so amazing at this!" he said breathlessly when I opened my mouth and engulfed his cock to the base.

  He let out a louder groan while I began sucking up and down. I felt one of his hands cup a breast and tease my nipple. I sucked faster and deeper, and then felt the first drops of his pre-come slip down my throat. I gave his shaft a few light nibbles and he groaned through his release while his semen shot down my throat. It was so powerful this time, I was unable to swallow it all. Pulling back, some of his spending shot into the air, landing on his stomach. I leaned forward and licked the remaining trails of his come as he uttered a contented sigh and caressed my hair.

  I embraced his cock and started stroking it again as I looked him in the eye. "I want you to fuck me! Fuck me hard, Brian!"

  He stood, pulled me to my feet, turned me around and bent me over. My elbows rested on the couch. He started slowly at first, pushing his cock all the way in and letting me feel his hardness deep inside. He thrust hard and deep while he reached around to pinch and pull my nipples. Although this felt amazing, it was conflicting with his rhythm and he transferred his hands from my nipples to my shoulders. Digging his fingers hard into my shoulders, he continued to pound my pussy hard and deep. He was fucking me rough and hard and I loved it. I knew even though he was being rough, he would never hurt me.

  "Yeah! Fuck me harder!" I squealed as he tried his hardest to shove deeper than he ever had.

  I felt myself tighten around his cock a split second before my orgasm hit. He wrapped his arms around my waist and let out a few loud grunts before he shot his hot load deep inside me. He kept pumping even after he’d emptied his cock into my pussy. I felt both of our bodies tremble. We both collapsed on the couch completely spent. The hockey game was nearly over by now. We were sitting side by side on the couch and I pulled an afghan over us.

  He leaned over and kissed me. "Good game!" We both laughed as we held each other and fell asleep, satisfied in every possible way.

  * * * *

  The next morning we woke up and quickly headed for the showers. We both had a full day ahead of us. Brian knew he'd be unusually busy because of the weather, and I had work to do on two new clients I’d acquired. We showered together and managed a quick fuck before we started our day. After we toweled off and got dressed, we both headed downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast.

  It was a quick breakfast—cereal and toast—and we ate as we discussed our plans for the day. Instead of sitting across from each other as we usually did, we sat right next to each other, my right leg and his left leg crossed, we just wanted to be close to each other as long as we could.

  The phone rang and he got up to answer it. It was his dad telling him to hurry it up. He hung up, gave me a quick kiss and headed out the door. I cleaned off the table and headed across the kitchen to my office. The office was actually a guest bedroom, but since it was never used, we converted it. I called my two new clients and asked them if we could reschedule when the weather cleared. They both agreed.

  I spent most of the day working on plans for my new office and making phone calls; arranging for contractors to begin renovations so everything would be ready for my first day of business.

  * * * *

  Things were really starting to pick up at my new location. It was approaching Thanksgiving and everyone wanted to get their books in order before Christmas and the New Year so they’d be ready for tax season. The building was perfect. I had more than enough room to work and I hired a couple students from the local college to help me with some of the lighter accounts so they could get the experience and it would ease up my workload a bit.

  After the huge snow storm we had in September, you wouldn't know it’d ever happened if you looked outside now, most of the snow had melted. The sun was shining and it was unusually warm for late November; probably about forty degrees outside. Brian called me nearly everyday, sometimes several times a day. He hadn't had much to do since the weather improved, so he had a lot of free time on his hands. I’d set up a special room in my new building for us, but we didn't get to use it much since now it was me who was so busy all the time. When he called me today, we didn't get to talk long, I had to hang up because someone was coming in and I hadn't recognized her. I presumed she'd be a new client. Oh how wrong I was.

  "Can I help you?" I asked.

  "Not really. I wanted to come in and see who stole my Brian's heart is all," she answered.

  She was pushing a stroller and pulled the blanket off after she was in the building. The baby looked to be about a year old or so and had bright green eyes. My heart sank.

  "Excuse me?" I asked.

  "I’d heard Brian fell head over heals for some older babe, so I had to come see for myself who it was. My name is Jennifer." She approached me with an outstretched hand.

  "Kathy." I shook her hand loosely and quickly. "Why did you say 'my Brian'?"

  "Well, its common knowledge Brian and I were an item until you came along."

  I couldn't help but stare at the baby in the stroller with those vivid green eyes.

  It couldn’t be his, could it? "I'm sorry, Jennifer. If I would’ve known the two of you were dating when I met him, I never would’ve pursued him. But he never told me anything about you—or your baby." I hoped my tone didn't give away the fact I was trying to find out more about her relationship with Brian.

  "Okay, we weren't quite an item. We broke up last Thanksgiving, but he still keeps in touch. He wants to be a part of the baby's life, you know. He's trying to be a good dad." She gave a warm smile. My heart stopped.

  A good dad? "This baby is Brian's?"

  "Yeah. Didn't he tell you?"

  "No. He neglected to mention to me that he had a—a—“

  "A son. His name is Adam."

  "I'm at a loss for words. I mean I noticed the green eyes immediately, but I never thought—" I trailed off, feeling tears well up in my eyes.

  "I'm sorry, Kathy. I didn't mean to upset you. I thought you knew. I thought he would’ve told you. I know you were worried he wouldn’t stay with you since you couldn’t have kids, but he—”

  "How did you know I couldn't have kids?" I cut her off abruptly, the tone of my voice most definitely conveying my anger.

  "Oh, I think I've said too much. I should go."

  I was devastated. Here was a woman who’d had a son with Brian and he left her. I couldn't believe he’d told her about me, yet I knew nothing of her. There were a thousand thoughts running through my mind as I locked up and quickly headed home.

  When I got home, Brian's truck wasn't in the driveway but I darted in the house calling out his name anyway. He wasn't home. I couldn't get the image of a baby with Brian's eyes out of my head. Why didn't he tell me about him? Why did he tell her about me not being able to have kids unless it really did bother him?

  I was so angry, I ran upstairs, grabbed a suitcase and packed without thinking. I came back downstairs and went into my office and scribbled out a note to Brian.

  I'm leaving. Don't come looking for me. I hope you, Jennifer and Adam will be very happy together.

  I left the note on the table then took the suitcase out to my car and tossed it in the back seat. Wiping the tears from my eyes, I fumbled with my cell phone and dialed Katie’s number.

  "Hello?"

  "Katie, it's me. Want some company for a few days?" I did my best to hide the fact I'd been crying.

  "Sure, c'mon up! I'll put some coffee on for ya. See ya when ya get here, girl!"

  It was only about an hour drive to Katie's and it
gave me plenty of time to think. Had Brian really been seeing Jennifer behind my back this whole time? Has he slept with her again? Why didn't he tell me about Adam? Why did he tell her about me not being able to have kids? What the hell else did he tell her about me? What else hasn't he told me about himself?

  I pulled up into Katie's driveway and dried my eyes again before getting out of the car. Her husband Mark came out to greet me and grabbed my suitcase from the back seat.

  "Good to see you, Kathy," he said as he kissed my cheek.

  "Nice to see you too, Mark.” I was still trying to hide the evidence I'd been crying.

  "Katie's excited you're here. How long you stayin'?"

  "I don't know. I just needed to get away."

  He gave me a curious glance when he saw the look on my face then turned his eyes toward the house. When I got to the door I saw Katie's smiling face and my whole world came crashing down. I began to sob as I hugged her and she walked me to the living room.

  "What the hell is wrong? What did that asshole do to you?"

  "I—he—I love him so much—he—" I couldn't get the words out. I started crying harder into her shoulder.

  Mark took my suitcase to the guest room and tried to stay out of the way because he knew I needed a serious talk with Katie. He was a good guy and I felt myself wishing at this point I had a guy like him. I actually did have a guy like him, but he's not the guy I thought he was.

  "Calm down, sweetie, catch your breath and tell me what happened," Katie said trying to soothe me. I took the tissue she offered me and dried my face and proceeded to tell her about Jennifer and Adam.

  "He knows I can't have kids and he never told me about Adam.” I tried not to break down again. "He also told her about me not being able to have kids."

  "He probably didn't want to hurt you, Kathy. Brian's a good guy and I know he loves you. Maybe it was hard for him to try to tell you about Adam." I knew she was trying to reassure me my life wasn't falling apart as I thought it was. "Maybe he needed someone to talk to, and that's why he told her."

  "We promised each other we'd always be honest. Don't you remember that line in the movie 'Little Black Book'?" I asked her. She shook her head. "Omission is betrayal. Not telling someone something important or life-altering is the same thing as lying. Didn't he think I could handle it? I know he had a life before he met me. I just wish he would’ve told me and I didn't have to find out like this. I would’ve understood if he’d told me himself. I can't look him in the eye or trust him ever again. If there's no trust, there's no relationship." I started crying again. "I'm wondering what else he hasn't told me."

  Katie's phone rang. I knew it was Brian by the look on her face when she answered it.

  "You can tell him I'm here," I whispered.

  "Yes, she's here.” Katie gave me a glance and I could tell she was hoping I’d take the phone from her.

  "Tell him it's over and I'm not coming home.” I hoped he’d hear me as opposed to her having to tell him.

  "Did you hear that?" she asked him. She hung up the phone. "He hung up. I guess he heard you."

  I began crying harder again as she hugged me tight and let me cry in her arms. We ended up talking for nearly an hour before Mark came into the room and asked who was hungry.

  "I am," we answered together and giggled.

  "I'm makin' dinner so if you ladies don't want me hearin' what you're sayin' I suggest you take it to the den." He grinned as he reached in the freezer and pulled out some chicken.

  We took Mark’s advice and talked for another hour before we heard a knock at the front door.

  "Mark, get that will ya!" Katie shouted.

  Another knock.

  She shouted louder. "Mark! Answer the door! Well, where the hell did he go? I'll be right back."

  Katie and Brian had never met face to face, he was usually working when I got a chance to visit her, which was a lot more often since we lived closer to each other now, but they knew each other through pictures and phone calls. He’d mentioned a few times we looked like we were sisters, but I was more beautiful. She always told me Brian and I looked good together, no matter what anyone else said.

  "What are you doin’ here, Brian?" I heard her ask him through the open door of the den. I could hear his voice, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

  "You don't take direction very well, do ya? I thought she said not to come lookin' for her."

  "Yeah, well she doesn't wanna see you right now, buddy. You got some serious ass-kissing to do. Right now, you need to go home and let her cool off.” Katie’s voice was gruff. She knew Brian loved me and I loved him, but he was the last person I wanted to see at the moment. I needed time to gather my thoughts and let the events of the day sink in.

  "Yeah, I'll tell her. Now get outta here before I get my husband after ya."

  Brian said something else to Katie.

  "Yes, I’ll give it to her, now go!" I heard the door close, and then she came back into the den holding an envelope. "He's pretty tore up, ya know."

  "I don't give a shit. He kept secrets from me. He told people things about me he shouldn’t have. It's gonna take a long time for me to forgive him."

  "He asked me to give you this." She held the envelope out to me.

  "Read it to me," I said pushing it back to her.

  "Are you sure?"

  "Yes. I know I'll start crying and won't be able to finish it. Please read it to me?"

  “Okay.” She sounded uncertain, but she opened the envelope and pulled out the letter. She read a few lines silently before she began reading out loud.

  “My dearest Katherine,

  I'm so sorry I hurt you, that was never my intention. I wanted so many times to tell you about Adam, but I couldn't. I'd remember back to the day you told me about what happened to you in college and I didn't want to open old wounds for you again. I said I was okay with the fact we would never have kids and I meant it from the bottom of my heart.

  Physically, we may not be able to have children, but there’s always adoption. However, that's not why I am with you. I am with you because I love you. I can't say it enough. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul. I've never felt more complete than I have when you're with me. When we're apart, even if it's only for a few hours, there's an emptiness inside me only you can fill. I've felt that way about you since the day we met and I believe it was fate that made us give in to our desires. I fell hard for you, and I fall in love with you more every single day. My body aches for you when we cannot be together and share our passion.

  I broke up with Jennifer a long time ago. I only stayed in touch with her because of Adam. We broke up because she betrayed me as your husband betrayed you. After she had Adam, we got engaged. The day before we were to be married, she told me she’d slept with my best friend. Not just once, but several times over the course of our two-year courtship. I was unsure for a long time if Adam was even mine, despite his vivid green eyes, but a paternity test eased my concerns.

  It was one of the hardest things I’d ever gone through and I felt as if my heart had been drained and I'd never be able to love again. Then I met you and knew I was wrong. I felt alive for the first time in my life and each day I look into your loving eyes, I see my life, my heart, my soul. I hope in time you'll be able to forgive me and trust me again. I make you this promise here and now: I’ll never keep any more secrets from you. I feel as if I've lost my soul because you're not here. Take all the time you need to sort out your feelings. I’ll wait for as long as it takes.

  With all the love in my heart,

  Brian”

  I was crying again and so was Katie. She was barely able to finish reading his letter but when she did, she handed it to me. I dried my eyes and read it again and again. What am I doing? Am I willing to throw away the best thing in my life for one little secret? I knew it wasn’t over between us, but we still needed to talk. I know he loved me and he wanted to keep me from being hurt. I looked
up at Katie and she bent over and comforted me.

  "Do whatcha gotta do.”

  "I'll stay here tonight and go home in the morning. Brian and I still have a lot of things to talk about before I forgive him." I pulled her into a fierce hug. "Thanks for being here for me, girl." I forced a smile through my tears.

  Mark called us for dinner and we all sat silently and ate. All I could think about was the beautiful heartfelt letter Brian had written to me. I kept telling myself he loved me. I knew it was true and the more I thought about it the more I knew I felt exactly the same way about him as he did about me. He was my heart and my soul. I loved him more intensely and more completely than I thought I could love someone. I needed to forgive him, but I needed to hear his voice, I needed to see his face. We finished our dinner and I headed for the guest room feeling exhausted from all the crying. I fell asleep almost instantly and I dreamed of Brian and the first night we spent together.

  CHAPTER FIVE

  I woke up sometime during the night to use the bathroom and I could hear Katie moaning softly. I knew what she and Mark were doing and I felt an ache for Brian clear to my core. I knew we had a lot to talk about before I was ready to forgive him, but I wanted to go to him right now. I looked at the clock on the nightstand and it read one fifteen.

  What the hell? I found a long t-shirt and pulled it on.

  I found my slippers and my coat and made my way to my car. I drove quickly to get home to Brian. I removed my coat and draped it over the banister once I was inside then made my way upstairs to the room we’d shared for the past six months. I wanted Brian now more than I ever have and as I entered the bedroom, I saw him sleeping on his back with his hands tucked behind the pillow. I walked over to the bed and pulled back the sheets and began stroking his cock. He shifted a bit and let out a sigh.