Page 20 of Forbidden Temptations

He let out a breath. That was close. He didn’t want to think what might have happened if someone had seen them. Even now, with their flushed faces and dishevelled condition, it wouldn’t have taken Doctor-bleeding-Spock to work out what had been going on.

“Mr Martin?”

Rebecca’s voice was so quiet and unsure, it was almost a stranger’s voice. He twisted back to face her, and the look in her eyes raked his soul. She couldn’t have looked more hurt if he had slapped her.

“Rebecca…” The words caught in his throat. He’d seriously fucked up. Again. “We can’t do this.”

“Why not?”

Richard felt like the lowest piece of shit that had ever walked the earth. “You know why. I’m married, and I love my wife.”

“She doesn’t have to know.”

“That’s not the point. Alice deserves better than that, and so do you.” Unable to look her in the eyes, he shrugged his jacket back into place before fixing his buttons. “I don’t want to use you like that, Rebecca.”

“I don’t care. You can use me however you want. I-”

The sudden shrill shriek of a phone ringing cut her off. His computer monitor burst into life, and Alice’s face stared back at them.

“Getdown,”Richardsnapped,not exactly pushing the girl away but urging her off of his lap and down under the desk with an insistence that brokered no argument from her. Then, heart pounding like a drum in his chest, he turned back to the screen.

The Skype video call was getting close to timing out.

Resisting the urge to glance down to the girl’s hideaway, he accepted the video call, then forced a broad smile. “Hey Al.”

His wife’s avatar minimised, and Alice’s smoky gaze met his.

“Not interrupting anything, am I,Dick?” Even wrapped around an insinuation, her husky tone made his dick hard all over again.

Or maybe it was just the sight of her all dressed up in her ‘work wear’. No doubt, the sight of Alice in that tan blazer, button up blouse, and white pencil skirt had fuelled more than a few teenage boys to lock themselves in the toilets for an extended break.

“Nah, just taking my break. How’s work?”

“Boring,” she pouted. “I seem to spend all day either marking half-term homework or giving out detentions… Errr, I hate November.”

“Aww… don’t worry, love, it’ll soon be Christmas.”

She rolled her eyes. “Ha… ha… ha… Don’t remind me.”

Alice loved her work. She loved being a teacher, but there were times when the job didn’t love her. “Speaking of Christmas, you left your lunch at home, so I gave Rebecca a call and asked her to pop in with something special for you.”

Her tone was playful, but the edge to her voice sent a shiver down his spine, and he found himself glancing down at the dark space under his desk.

“Yeah… she just left.” He picked up his still wrapped sandwich and held it up for her to see.

A ghost of a smile curved the corner of her mouth and the tip of her tongue darted out across her plump upper lip. “Mmm… good, because I have a little surprise for you.”

Momentarily lost in all the memories of just what that tongue and mouth could do, Richard could only swallow. “Oh…”

She leaned back in her big black chair and began working on the buttons of her blouse. “I admit I was rather miffed with you over the weekend for getting in so late the other night, but I think I know a way for you to make it up to me...”

Richard couldn’t believe his eyes. “Jesus, Alice… are you mad?”

“Come onDick, I don’t have long till my next class… mmm… one of my students might come by at any minute…” As the last button came undone, the blouse fell open to tease him with a glimpse of her breasts, full and firm and absolutely luscious, before she pressed it closed. “Whoopsie…”

“Tease.”

“Aww… remember how we used to do this whenever one of us was working late… come on baby…” She let one corner of the garment slide down to reveal her left breast before cupping it. “Mmm… you like these baby, God I wish you were here… I’m so horny… I just want to jerk your big dick off with my tits and watch you paint them with all your yummy cum…”

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