My Sleeping Beauty

©2025 by the author using the pen name Smuttyandfun

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I was in a funk. And I decided that grabbing some lunch with my sister might be just what I needed to help cheer me up. Ellie was always so bubbly and had such an optimistic outlook on life that I was hoping might rub off on me.

Now that my wife had dumped me just four months since we walked down the aisle together, I needed to talk to someone who could understand what I was going through. Ellie would know what I was feeling, considering that last year her fiancé had changed his mind about getting married only a day before their wedding, leaving us all stunned. But I was glad that she managed to get past it, and had even started dating again.

My sister was also a great sounding board, and was never one to judge or spread gossip. So, I knew anything I told her would stay between us.

But even Ellie looked a little shocked when I told her the reason for our breakup was because my soon to be ex-wife Lizzy, had decided that she didn't want to be married to me anymore because she wanted to explore everything that was out there. And I'd just heard from a mutual friend that she'd gotten her wish, and she was now involved with not only her best friend Jayne, but also Jayne's husband Gary, as well as his brother and his wife, who were all into that lifestyle.

Though I never drank at lunch, I decided to order a scotch, hoping it would relax me, since I'd been feeling a little tense ever since Lizzy walked out on me a few weeks ago. And having to rehash it, obviously wasn't helping.

Though she looked surprised, Ellie quickly asked, "So, were there any hints? Or were you blind-sided when she left you?"

I sighed, thinking back. "One night in bed, I caught her watching some pretty raunchy three-way porn, but she laughed and claimed she was just curious, because she'd never really had much experience before me."

"So, she never let on before you got married that she might be into that kind of thing?"

"No." I shook my head, wishing she had. "Lizzy was so excited about the wedding, she said she could hardly wait to marry me. And she was the one who pushed for us to get married as soon we got engaged. In hindsight, I think she just wanted out of her parents' house, because they're so controlling. Still, I assumed that we'd be happy once we tied the knot, and hopefully live happily ever after. She never let on that she'd be the type to want to hook up with other people. As far as I could tell, I thought our love life was pretty good. Though she still claims she loves me, and doesn't want us to split up for good, I can't imagine sharing my wife with anyone else. So, as far as I'm concerned, we're done."

Ellie looked as sad as I felt when she reached across the table and gave my hand a squeeze. "Matt, I know you've got to be hurting because it's still pretty fresh. But maybe it's just as well you found out what she was really like before you started a family."

I nodded, realizing it would have been even worse if there were kids involved. "Yeah, you're right. Still, we dated for over a year, so you think she might have brought it up before we decided to commit our lives to each other."

"You're such a nice guy, I'm sure it won't take long for you to meet someone new. Remember Mom always said, "When one door closes, another one opens."

I smiled, thinking about our mom who passed away last year. "Yeah, mom never let anything get her down. Even after dad died, she managed to carry on. She was a real optimist, just like you."

Watching me nervously twist my wedding ring on my finger, Ellie nodded at my hand. "You know, if you really think it's over, it might help if you took your ring off. No one will know you're available if you're still wearing a wedding band."

Not really sure if I was ready to start over, when our server stopped at our table, I was about to order another drink, when Ellie shook her head and raised an eyebrow, as she finished her single glass of wine, making me chuckle. So, I decided just to ask for the bill.

As we were leaving, she wrapped her arms around me, hugged me tight and whispered, "Don't let this get you down, Matt. You're a super nice guy, and you deserve to be with someone who really loves you. And I know the right woman is out there. So, don't be afraid to try again."

The sting of getting dumped was still so fresh, meeting someone new was the last thing on my mind. But maybe one day down the road if I were to meet the right person, I might be willing to give it another shot.

Since it was Friday afternoon, and I had a long drive ahead of me up to the company weekend retreat, once I got back to work, I thought I'd better close my office door and rest my eyes for a few minutes before I had to head up north. Lucky for me, my chair reclined, so I could get comfortable, and maybe even catch a few winks.

I had just opened my office door and was about to step inside, when I was shocked to see a gorgeous young woman with long blonde hair, fast asleep behind my desk. She was so pretty she stopped me in my tracks.

Before I could decide what to do, my silver-haired motherly assistant Jan rushed up behind me, ushered me back into the hallway and whispered, "She just flew in from Vancouver, so I told her to wait in your office. Since you've been gone for a while, I suggested she could sit in your chair and lay back and take a nap if she was tired. Poor thing must be exhausted, because she's been fast asleep for over an hour."

I remembered then who she was. "So, I'm guessing she's the one that head office hired to handle the new marketing campaign for the chocolate account we just landed."

Jan nodded. "That's her, Keira McKenzie. She flew in today for the weekend retreat."

She looked so sweet and innocent as she slept, I couldn't imagine she was the little 'power house,' we were expecting to work with our newest client. As we watched her sleeping, I whispered to Jan, "My bags are in my car. As soon as she wakes up, we can drive up there together."

Jan smiled as she watched her. "She's really quite pretty, isn't she?" Then she pointedly smiled up at me, since she knew that my wife and I had just split up.

Well, no matter how beautiful she was, I wasn't ready to get involved again. So, I knew that nothing was going to happen.

Though I couldn't deny that I was still curious enough to want to get to know her, but only so we could work together on keeping our new client happy.

When Jan wandered back to her desk, I quietly stepped into my office and approached the woman who was still off in dreamland in my chair.

I guess sensing someone was watching, she opened her big blue eyes and gazed around looking confused, till she locked eyes with me and remembered where she was. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said, blushing as she scrambled to get to her feet.

"It's okay. I'm just sorry I kept you waiting."

She quickly composed herself and offered her hand. "You must be Matt Clark. I'm Keira McKenzie."

"Nice to meet you, Keira. I've heard a lot of good things about you."

I realized what I was doing when I noticed the way she was smiling when I held onto her hand a little too long, mostly because I couldn't stop staring. She was just so beautiful, she had me feeling a little breathless.

"So, I guess we should start heading up north soon. Cocktails are at seven, and we still have to check into the resort," I said, taking a quick look at my watch, hoping she wouldn't need too much time to get ready.

She picked up her suitcase, that she had beside my desk. "Well, I'm ready whenever you are."

We chatted on the way up, and I realized pretty quickly she was really easy to talk to, had a great sense of humor, and was extremely bright, which I always thought was a very sexy trait.

"So, have you tried any of our new client's chocolates? They're really good." Keira said as she opened her purse, broke a piece off a bar, reached over and offered me a taste. Since I was driving, I opened my mouth and we both grinned when she popped it in.

"Hmm, that is good." I said, enjoying the rich, velvety, taste as it melted.

"It's got a nice mouth feel, and melts nicely on the tongue."

I nodded, as I savored the little morsel. "Only problem is, it tastes like more," I said, making her laugh and break off another piece.

"That's kind of what I was thinking. I know chocolate has really gone up in price. And since most people are cutting back on extras, it's not going to be an easy sell to try and convince people to indulge in anything that's considered to be a luxury. But I was thinking, people do still indulge, sometimes by drinking, or shopping for things they don't really need, like shoes, even just to perk themselves up. So, I think something like high quality chocolate is the perfect indulgence, because it isn't crazy expensive, at least compared to some things that people blow their money on. And it's not really bad for you, because its not overly sweet, and it even makes you feel good. The compounds in chocolate release dopamine and serotonin, which are natural mood boosters."

"Wow. You've really done your research," I said, impressed, as I smiled over at her.

She just shrugged like it was no big deal, and turned her head to gaze out at the miles of open farmland that seem to go on forever, like a pretty green patchwork quilt. "Well, if I were a client, I would hope whoever I hired to promote my product, had taken the time to do some research."

"I'm sure they'll be pleased once you explain your marketing plan," I said, sneaking peeks at her perfect profile, while her attention was diverted.

I imagined she was only about twenty-five, which meant she was too young for me, since I was almost forty. Still, she was so pretty, I just kept looking.

I smiled to myself, when I realized that as we drove, she was sneaking little peeks at me, too.

**

It was a little awkward when we arrived at the resort, and when I went to check us in, the young lady at the check-in desk smiled at the two of us and said, "So, I'm assuming you're Mr. & Mrs. Clark?"

I had taken my sister's advice and slipped my wedding ring off after we'd had lunch, but I'd forgotten when I booked the room, that I thought my wife would be joining me. Since no one knew if Keira would be arriving in time for the company getaway, I doubted if anyone had thought to book a room for her.

"No, we're on our own, so we'll need two rooms," I said, trying to avoid looking at Keira, who had to be wondering what was going on.

The two of us patiently waited while the lady behind the desk kept tapping away, looking for an extra room. Until she finally heaved a sigh, and apologized. "I'm sorry, sir, but it looks like we're fully booked. We've got a conference and a big wedding this weekend, so there's nothing left. But the room you've booked is a suite, so it's fairly roomy."

I looked at Keira, and when she just shrugged, since we didn't have much choice, I put down my credit card and nodded. "If that's all you've got, then I guess we'll take it."

Uncomfortable, didn't even begin to describe how odd it felt to be walking into the room that we were about share, especially since we'd only just met.

But thankfully Keira seemed unfazed. She went straight to the closet, grabbed the extra pillow and blanket from the shelf and nodded at the little couch. "I'll be fine sleeping on that tonight."

"No. You go ahead and take the bed, Keira, and I'll take the couch."

She grinned looking me over. "I'm guessing you're about six foot two. So, unless you want your legs hanging off the end all night, I think I'd better take it, and let you have the bed."

Though I didn't like idea of her having to sleep on something so small and uncomfortable looking, especially after travelling all day, I decided we'd figure it out later, because we had to get ready for dinner.

While Keira grabbed a shower, I laid out my clothes, so I could take them into the bathroom to get dressed, once she was done.

I had just turned around and my jaw almost hit the floor when she came out in a form-fitting black dress, with a tantalizing hint of cleavage, and some very sexy heels that really showed off her shapely legs. With her long blonde hair shimmering around her shoulders, she looked so stunning, without even thinking, I said, "Wow!"

She just grinned, nodded at the bathroom and said, "It's your turn."

When I stepped back into the room after my shower, my dark hair still damp, dressed in my new deep blue suit and tie, Keira smirked, looked me over from head to toe, and said, "Somebody looks nice."

Then she surprised me when she stepped in close to straighten my tie. My hands shot to her waist, as I realized whatever scent she was wearing smelled incredible, when I leaned closer to breathe her in.

As I eyed her luscious lips, and the swell of her breasts, I knew any other time in my life I would have been interested in seeing where things might go. But since we'd be working together, and I was still legally married, I knew it wasn't exactly the right time to get involved, even though I could feel the sparks flying between us, as she eyed me right back, playfully smiling into my eyes.

**

Noticing Keira looked a little nervous as we made our way down in the elevator to the main ballroom, I gave her a wink and she laughed and seemed to relax when I offered her my arm as we stepped out into the lobby.

"So, have you been to one of these things before?" she asked as we strode down the hallway together, arm in arm.

"Our boss Bruce is big on teambuilding. He likes to do these company retreats a couple of times a year. I think you'll find that everyone's pretty friendly, and it's always a fun weekend. This time, since it's Valentine's Day, he's also invited our significant others."

Careful not to draw attention to us, Keira let go of my arm before we walked into the room, but everyone still stared, obviously curious to know who she was.

We had just stepped inside, and my boss Bruce looking behind me asked, "Where's your lovely wife, Matt?"

Knowing that Keira was right beside me, I decided I might well as well be honest, since she was probably curious about what was going on. "We split up," I said just loud enough for both of them to hear.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," Bruce said, looking sympathetic.

"To be honest, I think it's for the best," I admitted, knowing it was.

His expression suddenly brightened when he noticed Keira standing beside me. Happy to change the subject, I quickly introduced them. "Bruce, this is Keira McKenzie, from our west coast office. And Keira, this is Bruce Davis, our general manager."

"I wasn't sure if you were going to make it, but I'm really glad you could join us, Keira," Bruce said, reaching out to shake her hand. "I hope Matt got you settled in okay."

She nodded and flashed me a smile. "Yes, I'm settled in just fine, thank you."

I was glad she didn't tell him that we were sharing a room, because I had a feeling that he wouldn't be too pleased. Though we didn't really have any choice, I didn't want everyone talking about her before she'd even started working with us.

Bruce grabbed a couple of glasses of wine from a passing server, and I grabbed one as he handed one to Keira, clinked glasses and said, "Welcome!"

After that, I imagined that the rest of the night must have felt like a blur for her, as I watched everyone hand her drink after drink, trying to get her drunk, and probably hoping to get lucky.

When I noticed that all the single guys wanted to dance with her, and she was starting to look a little overwhelmed, I cut in and took Dave's place as they were circling the dance floor.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as I wrapped her in my arms while we swayed to the romantic strains of Van Morrison's 'Someone Like You.'

"I was hoping you'd come and rescue me," she admitted, slipping her arms around my neck.

"Don't worry, I've got you," I told her, as she snuggled in tight while I held her close, carefully guiding her back towards our table.

"I don't know how many drinks I've had, but I'm really starting to feel tipsy."

"Have you had anything to eat?"

She nodded her head, looking pretty woozy. "I had a few appetizers. But I'm afraid to eat anything else in case I get sick."

"Then maybe we should skip dinner and just head back to the room."

When she nodded, and said, "I think that would be a good idea," I slipped my arm around her waist and led back to the elevator.

Once we stepped inside, she was so tipsy, I had to hold her against me as we made our way to the top floor.

Though she wasn't too steady on her feet, I managed to get her back to our room. As soon as I unlocked the door, my eyes nearly popped out of my head, when she unzipped her dress and dropped it to the floor, giving me an eyeful of her sweet little body as she wandered across the room, in just her high heels, bra and thong.

While I stood staring, she kicked off her shoes, peeled off her thigh high stockings, crawled into bed and closed her eyes.

Not sure what to do, I stripped down to my boxers in the bathroom, and decided I'd better get in with her, so I could keep an eye on her, just in case.

I was just starting to doze off, and my eyes flew open when I felt her soft, silky leg slide over mine. I groaned as felt her hand sliding over me, when she started exploring, smoothing a hand over my chest and down over my abs, making me suck in a breath, as I hoped her curious little fingers wouldn't travel any further south. Or she'd discover that I was already rock hard just from having her shapely little body curled up next to mine.

Relieved, I let out the breath I'd been holding, when suddenly her head dropped onto the pillow as she fell back into a deep sleep again.

I was just starting to doze off, and I woke up when I felt the swell of her breasts pressing into my side, and the heat of her pussy pushed up tight against my thigh, while she rubbed it up down, softly moaning.

Not sure if I should wake her, since she had her eyes closed, and was probably acting out some kind of sexy dream, I gritted my teeth and waited, while she seemed to get off on grinding her hot little pussy against my upper leg, till she began to shiver, letting out an elated little gasp. While I was hoping with everything I had, that I wouldn't embarrass myself by losing a load in my boxers. Although I got pretty close, somehow, I managed to hold back, even with Keira's warm little body still wrapped around me, though she was already fast asleep.

Coming on morning, the bright sunlight shining into the room had us blinking our eyes as we woke up. Still curled up tight against me, Keira pulled away, looking confused, and asking, "How did I get in your bed?"

I explained, "You had quite a bit to drink last night. As soon as we got in the room, you took off your dress and crawled under the covers. I got in with you, just to make sure you were okay, in case you got sick."

She eyed me, looking me up and down. "Well, I hope nothing else happened."

"No. Nothing happened." Because there was no way I'd ever touch her when she was that far gone. Even if she was feeling needy enough to get herself off on me.

When I noticed the little grin on her face once she realized my morning wood was making the sheet stand at attention, I rolled my eyes and told her, "I think we'd better get up and get ready. We've got to meet everyone for breakfast soon, before the team building exercises start at ten. And it's casual today, so we don't have to dress up."

"You can go first this time," she said, struggling to keep a straight face, knowing that I needed time for it to go down before I dared to get out of bed.

"No. Ladies first, I insist."

She quietly laughed as she swung her legs over the side of the bed and hopped out, giving me an eyeful of her gorgeous body in just her black lace push-up bra and tiny thong.

"I won't be long," she promised as she headed into the bathroom, making me groan at the sight of her sexy backside, flexing as she walked.

She had such a tight, sweet little body, which wasn't helping the situation going on under the sheet. Especially once I heard the shower going. Knowing she was stripping off, I began to imagine how incredible it would feel to peel her out of her bra, letting her perky breasts bounce free, so I could enjoy a taste of her nipples, as well as her tight little pussy, once I slipped her out of her thong.

Just thinking about her had me so hard I was throbbing, so I tossed back the sheet and did a few sit ups in bed, hoping it would take my mind off of what I'd rather be doing - making love to my sexy new workmate, Keira.

Once we got downstairs, everyone was lined up for the breakfast buffet, and they all smiled and said, "Good morning," as we walked in together.

I just hoped no one figured out that we were not only sharing a room, but we were even sharing a bed, or we'd never hear the end of it.

When Keira and I sat down to eat, we noticed the whiteboard with a choice of activities listed.

"I've got my hiking boots in my car," Greg Thompson, head of finance said, elbowing me. "As soon as we're done with breakfast, my wife and I are going for a nice long hike on one the trails."

I tried not to laugh at the way Keira wrinkled her nose, letting me know that she wasn't really up for a hike this morning. Especially since I noticed that she'd only gotten toast and black coffee, since she was probably still feeling a little off.

"How about you? You up for a hike in the woods, Matt?" Greg asked, smiling back and forth between us.

"No. I think I might try my hand at painting." I said, breaking into a smile when I noticed the relieved look on Keira's face, now that she knew I wouldn't be leaving her on her own to go off on one of the trails.

Painting together was fun. We decided to take our canvas out onto one of the big stone patios to try to paint the manicured resort grounds and lush green forest beyond. Since it was so sunny, it felt nice to be outside.

I could tell that she knew what she was doing, the way she carefully placed every brushstroke, gradually building up the color, till the painting began to come to life. "Hey, you're really talented," I remarked, as I stood back and watched her turn the blank canvas into something worth framing.

Keira looked back at me and smiled. "My grandmother is an artist, and I've painted with her since I was old enough to hold a brush. And she was the one that raised me once my parents broke up. Back at home, I volunteer at the Boys and Girls club, and I've taught a lot of kids how to paint."

"I bet you enjoy watching them get into, too."

She nodded as she stepped back to get a better look at what she was creating. "Some of them were really talented. Though they all seem to enjoy trying their hand at creating something eye-catching, with just a few brush strokes." Then she nodded at me. "Hey, weren't we supposed to be working on this together?"

I held up my hands and shook my head, deciding she was doing just fine without me. "What you've done looks so good, I don't want to ruin it."

She motioned me over. "Here, hold onto the brush, and I'll guide you."

I gotta say, I liked the feel of her holding my hand, even if it was just to show me how to control the brush. Gradually, I started to catch on though, and it felt nice to be working on something together.

Once we were done, and we all lined up our paintings inside the ballroom, everyone pointed at ours and said, "Wow! Who did that one?"

I smiled and pointed at Keira. "She's the artist."

Though I thought it was sweet, when she corrected me and said, "Actually, Matt and I painted it together."

"Well, you two did a wonderful job," Bruce remarked. "In fact, I think you should hang it in your office, Matt. So, you'll have something to remember this weekend, and the fun we've had with Keira, after she heads back home."

I looked at her feeling stunned, because I thought she was moving here for good, but obviously I was wrong. I felt so let down, I'm sure she could see it on my face.

Crazy thing was, though we hadn't even kissed yet, I felt like we'd grown pretty close. And I already knew I was really going to miss her once she was gone.

She couldn't really say anything with everyone around us, but I could tell from her pained expression, that she wanted to explain.

When we all got back together for lunch, Keira and I ate without saying a word, I guess because there really much to say.

There was still a palpable feeling of tension in the air when we went back up to our room, after we'd gotten through the ordeal of playing a board game with the four other people at our table.

When Keira picked up the remote and turned on the TV, we both sat on the edge of the bed and just stared at the screen. Till she finally broke the ice and said, "I guess I should have said something. But I've only been asked to stay until April first to help out with your new client, then I'll be heading back home."

I nodded, not even sure what to say. I mean we weren't exactly involved, though it sure felt like we'd become more than friends.

My heart almost stopped in my chest at the needy look in her eyes when she turned and captured my face in her hands and kissed me.

I wrapped her in my arms, and when we fell back onto the bed together, we just couldn't stop kissing. As our tongues tangled, I wedged myself between her legs and got her shivering as I teased her through her clothes with my erection.

"I know it's crazy, but I really need to feel you inside me," Keira whispered against my lips, thrusting her hips up to grind against my ridged cock, while peppering my face with kisses.

"It's not crazy, because I think I'll die if I don't get you naked and get inside you."

I'd barely got the words out, and she was flashing a naughty grin, and tugging my shirt out of my pants and pulling it over my head. My heart pounding, I whipped off my jeans and kicked off my shoes, aching to get at her.

Then it was my turn, and I don't think I'd ever enjoyed anything more than stripping her out of her clothes.

We were smiling into each other eyes, as she lifted her butt, so I could pull her jeans off, leaving her in just her sexy red lace bra and tiny matching panties.

She just looked so enticing with her long blonde hair framing her gorgeous face, her breasts heaving, while she reached out and began stroking me through my boxers.

I loved the delightful way she giggled and dug her hands into my hair as she watched me crawl down on the bed, to press kisses over her toes, as I held her delicate feet, before tracing a path around her slender ankles with my tongue. Dusting kisses along her calves, as I made my way up, she laughed and squirmed when I licked into the back of her knees, before I traced my tongue over her silky thighs, groaning as I pressed a hot open-mouthed kiss against the damp crotch of her panties, making her writhe and shiver as she desperately tugged on my hair.

"Please," she whimpered, begging me to take her, while I kept licking around her panties, till I finally gave in, tugged them off and cast them aside.

I could feel my eyes flare when I parted her thighs and got my first look at pretty pink pussy, looking so enticing, glistening under the lights with her arousal. Desperate for a taste, I got my head between her legs and breathed her in, as I spread her open with my tongue, lapping up her honey-sweet taste.

"Oooh, yes!!!" she hissed, as I slipped two fingers inside her and gave her a little finger bang, licking circles around her swollen clit.

"Damn it! I just realized, I don't have a condom," I said, looking down at my wallet on the floor beside my jeans.

"Don't worry, I'm clean. Please Matt, just take me."

The way my cock was throbbing, I didn't have much choice, I had to get inside her.

And damn, it just felt so good as I gritted my teeth, eased in my cockhead, broached her tight little opening and began to thrust my way into her body. While Keira softly moaned, clenching her inner muscles around me, desperately running her hands through my hair.

"You feel incredible," I whispered, pressing kisses to her luscious breasts as I kept thrusting.

Wrapping her legs around my back, her breasts heaving, she nodded as she clung to me, while I picked up my pace and really began to ride her. "Don't hold back," she nearly begged me, as I smiled against her lips and kissed her.

The way she kept clenching around my cock, as she got closer and closer to flying over the edge, I could feel my balls growing tight. Till I felt an explosive rush firing through my veins, as I warned her, "I'm coming!"

We climaxed together, with her shivering in my arms, as I let go, erupting deep inside her.

"I can feel every pulse," she said, smiling into my eyes as I kept flexing my hips and thrusting, till I knew I gave her every drop I had.

Hating to pull out, for the longest time I just held her in my arms, while she stroked her hands over my back, as we quietly smiled, fighting to catch our breath.

When I finally pulled out and rolled to her side, with my eyes on hers, I reached for her hand and pressed a kiss into her palm.

I'd just never felt so elated. And I was really wishing there was some way she could stay, because I didn't want to lose her.

Which meant I had to find a way to keep us together.

I tugged her hand and suggested, "We should probably get a shower."

Still looking a little breathless, she nodded. "You can go first."

"Or..." I wiggled my eyebrows. "We could go together. I'll wash your back and you can wash mine."

I loved the way she laughed when I went around the bed, scooped her into my arms and kissed her every step of the way into the big, luxurious bathroom.

Trailing my fingers over her back and squeezing her ass as we kissed, I could feel my cock starting to twitch again, already eager for more.

Once we finally stepped inside and got under the spray, I grabbed the body wash and soaped her up, making her squirm and laugh as I took my time, smoothing my hands over her breasts and teasing her nipples, till I had them standing at attention.

Smoothing my hands down over her body, she shivered as I slipped my fingers through her juicy folds. Until she cried out, "Matt, you're gonna make me come!" while I kept sliding my fingers around her clit, working her into another orgasm.

I dropped to my knees, and smiled into her eyes. "Go ahead and come, and I'll lick up every drop."

Keira looked so hot, as I watched her shudder right down to her toes, when I got my head between her legs and gave her an erotic little tongue-fucking, before I got her off with my fingers, stroking her g-spot, while teasing her clit with my thumb.

"Ooh, I'm coming so hard!" she cried out, as I kept licking and stroking her quivering puss, till I had her almost collapsing on top of me.

She just looked so sexy, the way she was trembling with her breasts heaving. I got to my feet, wrapped my hand around my cock and started stroking, and knew I had to get inside her.

Carefully turning her around, I told her, "Hang onto the taps, spread your legs and bend over."

Still breathing pretty hard, she flashed me a teasing smile, as she turned and grabbed the taps, spread her legs and bent at the waist.

"Oh, you feel so good," I told her as I pressed my cock against opening and started to push in. "You're just so tight."

She nodded, pushing back to meet each thrust, hissing, "Ooh, yesss!" as I carefully picked up my pace, getting off on the erotic sight of my cock disappearing into her tight, wet pussy.

Feeling my balls getting ready to erupt, I warned her, "Here it comes!" as I clutched her hips, thrust in nice and deep, throwing back my head and growling like a bear as I lost another load.

I held her in my arms as we kissed, shivering under the spray as we slowly began to catch our breath.

My eyes rolled skyward when the little minx wrapped me in her fist and started stroking, trying to bring my semi back to life. I was amazed that it was twitching again, just from the feel of her hand sliding over my thickening shaft, while she coyly smiled into my eyes, massaging my balls.

Shaking my head, I reached for the shampoo and started lathering her hair, as I explained, "You know, I'm not nineteen anymore, so I need a little time to recover between rounds."

Still, gently sliding me through her fist, she grinned. "Well, you're doing pretty good for an old guy." When my mouth fell open, she laughed, and looked me over. "I'm guessing you're about thirty-five, so you're not that old."

"I'm going to be forty in a couple of months, so I'm guessing I've got about fifteen years on you."

She just nodded, looking a little blissed out while I took my time massaging her scalp as I washed her hair.

Once I'd rinsed us off, she laughed when I set her down on a towel on the counter to dry her off. Because, of course, I had to lick nipples, which got her shivering and winding her fingers in my hair again, especially when I slipped a finger into her pussy, while we kissed.

"As much as I'm enjoying this, I think we'd better get dressed for dinner, or everyone will be wondering where we are," I told her as I pressed a kiss to her lips, before I helped her off the counter and gave her a hug.

**

When we got downstairs, I told her to go in ahead of me, and I walked in a few minutes later, so no one would think we were together.

Unfortunately, big burly Dave from logistics doing his best to be charming, was already pushing a drink into her hand when I walked in.

Since Keira mentioned that she'd be sticking to soda water from now on, after what happened last night, I knew I had to step in. I walked over, took the glass from her, and said, "Hey, Dave, how did you know I needed a drink?" Keira flashed me a secretive little smile, while I was just glad to help.

Luckily, there two empty seats together, so we had dinner with Greg Thompson and his wife, and a few other ladies from accounting. I had to fight to keep a straight face, while Greg was telling us about the two deer and different birds they'd spotted on their hike, I was rubbing my leg against Keira's, making her blush. Until she decided to pay me back and slid her hand under the tablecloth and started stroking my inner thigh, going a little higher with each stroke, till she had me nearly choking on my water.

Once the music started and the lights were dimmed, since nearly everyone had got up to dance, no one noticed that Keira and I were smiling into each other's eyes as we swayed to the sultry strains of Percy Sledge's, 'When a Man Loves a Woman.'

It was the perfect song. I was already into her so deep, I was starting to wonder if this was what it felt like to really be love. I had thought I loved my wife, but I'd never experienced anything as all consuming as this before. Though I was tempted to whisper what I was thinking in her ear, I thought I'd better wait, hoping that before she left, I'd find the right time to tell her what I was feeling.

As the crowd began to thin, rather than stay for dessert, Keira winked at me and whispered, "I'll meet you upstairs."

I was anxiously keeping my eye on the time, thinking I'd wait five minutes, so that no one would notice me following her upstairs. And I was just about to leave, when my boss Bruce came wandering over with two shots of Sambuca, obviously in the mood to chat.

Not sure if anyone noticed the smile I had plastered on my face while Bruce kept rambling on, but I was so relieved when Greg came over to join us. Since he'd given me the perfect opportunity to leave, I slapped them both on the back and said, "Well, I'll let you two catch up, because I think it's time I hit the sack."

I noticed that Greg was slyly grinning at me as I left. Though he might have figured out why I was chomping at the bit to get upstairs, I couldn't have cared less, since I knew I had to get up there, before my sleeping beauty fell asleep.

My heart sank when I got in the room and noticed that the lights were out, and I imagined she'd got tired of waiting and dozed off.

Until I heard her voice in the dark, murmuring, "How about you get that suit off, and get in here and join me."

I'd never stripped off so fast in my life. I tossed my clothes, pulled up the sheet, dove into bed and I had her wrapped in my arms in a heartbeat.

As Keira curled in tight and slid her tongue between my lips, I could feel my cock growing thick and needy as she began to playfully suck on my tongue, while sliding my hard, sticky friend through her fist.

"Sorry I took so long, but once Bruce starts talking, it's really hard to walk away," I tried to explain, while getting off on the feeling of squeezing her ass and massaging her luscious breasts, as she made love to me with her sexy mouth.

I laughed when she pushed me onto my back, and slid her way on top of me, till she was straddling my thighs and making my eyes roll back in my head as she slid her hot, wet pussy over my painfully erect cock.

"It's okay, you're here now. Because I've been wanting to do this all night. You had me so fired up over dinner, rubbing my leg under the table, you nearly had me dripping."

Fisting me in her hand, she had me poised at her opening, while I waited. I loved the desperate little whimper she let out as she sank herself down, till she was fully impaled on my throbbing shaft, that I knew had to be stretching her inside. "Ooh, you feel so good," she whispered, leaning in to kiss me as she began to ride me; her breasts bouncing, and her long blonde hair floating around her beautiful face, I knew I'd never seen anything as enticing.

While she was getting off on riding me, I was enjoying massaging her gorgeous breasts, while she kept squeezing me tighter and tighter inside her, as her orgasm approached, while I groaned, realizing how incredible it felt to let her have her way with me.

There was just something about making love with a woman that I really cared about. The way we were connecting felt like so much more than just sex. It felt like we'd become intertwined; and not just our bodies, but we'd somehow woven a spell on each that was claiming our hearts.

I wanted to tell her to stay, but before I could think of what to say, I could hear the crack in her voice as she whispered, "I'm really going to miss you."

We kissed deep and long as we made love, I think both of us hoping that we'd remember this forever, especially if this was going to be it for us, and once she left, we might never see each other again.

**

Back at work Monday morning, we had a meeting with our new client. I was so impressed with Keira, the way she explained her plan, telling them that they shouldn't try to hide the fact that they were marketing a quality product, that anyone would enjoy, even people on a budget. But they should be proud of what they were producing. In a matter of minutes, she had everyone nodding, completely on board, and ready to launch their new campaign.

I could see how she'd earned a reputation as a 'little powerhouse," since she not only knew her job, but really knew how to pitch a product.

After the meeting, as all we shook hands, the clients were so happy, they couldn't stop gushing. When I offered to take them out for lunch, she was just so charming, Keira continued to work her magic on them, even as we ate. I realized that was what won them over. The fact that she was honest and really believed what she was saying, and wasn't trying to trick them into something they didn't want to do. And obviously they realized it, too.

Although the office had set her up in a five-star hotel, she seemed pretty pleased when I suggested after work that she come home with me, and I even gave her a key.

After we made a delicious pasta dinner together, we thought about watching a new movie that we'd heard about on Netflix. But once we started kissing, and I pulled her into my lap, we both grinned and decided that the only thing we wanted to do was head off to bed.

It was fun stripping each other off between kisses. But nothing beat the feel of sliding into my lady love from behind, when she got down on her knees and gave me a playful little wiggle of her sweet, tight ass, inviting me to slide my way into her hot little pussy.

Dusting kisses up her spine as I sank my way inside her, I whispered against her ear, "I don't know how every time with you feels better than the last."

I could feel her shiver as she whispered, "Hmmm, yes," as I dug my hands into her hips and took her nice and deep.

The moment Kiera began to shudder, I wrapped my arms around her tight, as we came together in a blinding rush, hoping she could feel just how much I loved her as we trembled.

We were together every night, so trying to keep things professional at work wasn't easy. When she'd flash me a teasing smile in a meeting, it was hard not to laugh, because I was always thinking about all the fun things we enjoyed together, especially in bed.

Knowing our time together was running out, we tried to make every moment count; discovering interesting restaurants for dinner, going to see movies, or visiting little art galleries around the city, before we'd head back home and make love.

Still, the time seemed to fly by, and before I knew it, I was counting down the hours till I had to drive her to the airport and kiss her goodbye.

Though we promised to keep in touch, we both knew that once she left, nothing would be the same, because long distance relationships were never easy.

We kissed for so long, that I was afraid she'd miss her flight. As I wiped a tear from her eye, I knew I had to tell her what I was feeling before she left. Framing her pretty face in my hands, I told her, "I love you."

She had to swallow pretty hard before she said, "I love you, too. And I'm really going to miss you."

As I watched her turn and leave, it felt like she was taking a part of me with her -- my aching heart.

When I was driving back, I felt conflicted when I got a call from my sister inviting me over for dinner to meet her new boyfriend, since I hadn't gotten around to introducing her to Keira, mostly because I knew she wasn't planning to stay. Still, I told Ellie, "Sure, I'd love to come. How about I pick up a cake from that bakery you like."

Ellie could always read me like a book, so it didn't surprise me that just from the tone of my voice, she asked, "Matt, is everything okay? You sound a little off."

"I'm fine, just feeling a little tired." The pain of losing Keira was still so fresh, there was no way I could get into it now, without having to pull off the road to compose myself.

I was glad that her boyfriend Mark seemed like a nice guy. And I loved the way my sister's face lit up whenever they shared a smile. So, it looked like I wasn't the only one who'd met their match.

Except the woman that I loved was up in the air in a plane, flying to the other side of the country, and quite possibly out of my life.

In the end, I was glad I agreed to come for dinner, because they both had a good sense of humor, which helped to lift my mood. And we enjoyed a few laughs together, along with the 'Incredible Crust Cake,' that my sister always gushed over. It really was good though; made up of layers of toasted meringue, filled with whipped cream, dripping with caramel and dusted with slivered almonds. It was one of my favorites, too.

Deciding it was time I went home, so they could kiss goodbye without me in the way, I said goodnight and got in my car. When I unlocked my door and stepped into my condo, I was surprised to see the lights were on, sure that I had turned them off before I left.

Sending up silent prayers, and hoping with everything I had that Keira had changed her mind, and I'd find her waiting for me in bed, I felt sick when I walked into my bedroom and found my soon-to-be ex-wife Lizzy naked, curled up against the pillows, coyly smiling as she waited for me.

Without even thinking, I blurted, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I want to try again, that's what I'm doing here. I realized how much I missed you after I left. And I decided I wanted to come home so we could try and patch things up."

Shaking my head, I dragged my hand over my face, hoping this was some kind of weird nightmare.

Since it was April first, I thought maybe it was her idea of a joke. Because she had to know that I didn't want her back, considering we hadn't spoken a word to each other in months.

What I wanted now, was for her to get out of my bed and out of my life. Because as far as I was concerned, the moment she left me to hook up with her friends, we were done.

"Well, you don't look very happy to see me, Matt. You were so upset when I left, I thought you'd be thrilled to have me back."

I couldn't even look at her, when I turned away and told her, "Put your clothes on, Lizzy, and we'll talk in the living room."

Even if Keira and I never saw each other again, I still knew that I wanted out of my marriage, since there was nothing left to save. Lizzy had wanted to get out and explore. Well, she could keep on exploring, because what we had was over.

I noticed she didn't seem too upset when I told her that I'd already talked to a lawyer about getting a divorce. So, I had a feeling that things hadn't worked out with her friend Jayne and her husband, and now she needed somewhere to stay, because I was pretty sure she hadn't even told her parents that we'd split up.

Thankfully, she didn't put up a fuss, and I was glad when she handed me back the key, gave me one last hug and turned and left. And it felt so good to see the door close behind her, knowing that chapter in my life was over.

After all that had happened, I felt like the weight of the world was on me when I got in bed, and I fell asleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow.

Coming on morning, as I stretched myself awake, I froze when I turned my head and noticed that someone was curled up in bed beside me. Thinking at first it was Lizzy, hoping she hadn't come back again, I reached over and turned on the light. I was so relieved when I realized the Sleeping Beauty beside me was Keira.

I felt like I could breathe again now that she was back, as I realized that she must have crawled in bed with me while I was out cold.

Desperate to touch her, I slipped my arms around her, and she opened her big blue eyes and smiled into mine, just like that first time, when I'd found her asleep in my office.

"You're back," I whispered, pressing a kiss to her lips.

She nodded, but then she looked a little uncertain. And I wondered why she was turning her head and sniffing the pillow, till she narrowed her eyes on me and asked, "Why am I smelling another woman's perfume in your bed? Don't tell me you've already moved on, and you're seeing someone else."

"No!" I said, trying to decide how to explain it. Until I decided that the best thing to do was just tell her the truth.

I told her that after I dropped her off at the airport, I had dinner at my sister's. And when I got home and noticed the lights were on, I came in here and discovered my ex-wife was in bed waiting for me, hoping to patch things up.

"So, what did you?"

"I told her to put her clothes on. And I also told her that I wanted a divorce. We broke up because she wanted to see other people. As soon as she told me that, it was over."

I held my breath and waited, hoping she believed me. Before she could say anything, I promised, "I swear that's all that happened, because I would never lie to you, Keira."

"My last boyfriend did nothing but lie, which is why we broke up, because I could never trust him. But I don't think you'd ever do anything to hurt me like that, so... I believe you."

"I swear, I would never do anything to hurt you, Kiera. And I'm just so happy to have you back."

"When you finally told me how you felt about me at the airport, I wasn't sure if I could leave. But luckily, I had a few hours to think things over, because that goodbye kiss went on for so long, that I missed my flight, and I had to wait for the next one. But I've also been feeling really guilty for the last few days, about something you should know, that I've been keeping to myself."

"What is it?" I asked, hoping nothing was wrong.

With her eyes on mine, she took my hand and pressed it to her belly. "I hope you like kids, because we're going to have a baby, Matt. I'm pregnant."

"Are you serious? Oh, baby, I am so happy," I told her, feeling elated. I'd always hoped that one day I'd be lucky enough to be a father, but I just never imagined it would happen, especially after being married to someone as flighty as Lizzy.

"Bruce offered me a job on your team, but because you never asked me to stay, I wondered if you were kind of looking forward to me leaving. And maybe what we'd shared was just a fling for you. Until you finally decided to tell me how you felt, just as I was about to head back home."

"I really didn't want you to leave, Keira, but I didn't want hold you back. Which was why I had hoped you'd decide on your own that you wanted to stay here with me. But I really do love you. I'm crazy about you. And I know I might be a little old for you, but I would love it if we could find a way to be together, and not just because we've got a baby on the way, but I think we're really good together."

She smirked, and brushed a kiss to the end of my nose. "Well, I guess we could get married and live together for the rest of our lives... if you wanted to."

Keira laughed when I pumped my fist in the air and shouted, "Yes!" As I rolled onto my back, pulled her on top of me, wrapped her in my arms and pressed a kiss to her lips as I confessed, "I can hardly wait to walk you down the aisle and put a ring on you, so you'll finally be mine."

"And you'll be mine," she said with a happy little sigh as she cradled my face in her hands, slipped her tongue between my lips and really laid one on me.

**

When we broke the news at work, Bruce seemed pretty shocked, since he thought he knew everything about his staff.

But Greg chuckled and said, "I knew you two had a thing for each other. I could see it your eyes, the way you looked at each, like you could hardly wait to be alone."

He was right, I couldn't look at Keira, without thinking how much I wanted to be with her.

No surprise, my right-hand lady Jan, was thrilled when we told her we were getting married. Because I'm sure she thought she'd played a role in getting us together, since she was the one who told Keira she could rest in my office until I got there, that first day we met.

**

We decided to get married at the resort where we'd first connected. Luckily, it was a beautiful warm May weekend. And it was wonderful to have all our friends and family with us to celebrate.

The moment Keira walked into the ballroom on her grandmother's arm, she took my breath away. She just looked so beautiful with her hair up, in her long, flowing white silk gown, clutching a bouquet of pale pink roses, smiling right into my eyes as she walked up the aisle to become my bride.

Everyone laughed when I took her hand and leaned in to kiss her, because I just had to feel her lips on mine, and show her that I loved her, even before we said our vows.

Once we'd promised to love, honor, respect and cherish each other for as long as we lived, the minister laughed and said, "Okay, now you can kiss your bride." Of course, everyone broke out laughing and cheered when I pulled her into my arms, bent her over at the waist and really kissed her.

**

Our twins were born on the first day of November. Since my mother and her grandmother were named Ann, we decided to honor them both by naming our adorable blonde-haired, blue-eyed baby girl, Annie.

Since I came from a long line of Matthew Clarks, Keira loved the idea of naming our dark-haired, blue-eyed son Matthew. So that we would carry on the tradition of not only naming him after his dad, but also his grandfather, and all my Mattew Clark ancestors who came over from England years ago.

We decided to buy a house that was a comfortable drive from the city, so our kids would have a place to play, and our big gentle rescue dog 'Brutus,' would have a big open property to run. And Keira and I would still be able to drive to the office every day, knowing our kids were nearby in the company daycare, where we could pop in and see them whenever we wanted, and often had lunch as a family.

I was pleased to see from their artwork on the walls, that our kids loved to paint, just like their mother. And their teacher even pointed out that they were quite talented. So, we started taking them out for fields trip to practice, where the four of us would have fun painting different landscapes.

We were fortunate to be able to enjoy working together ever day, and coming home with our family every night.

Of course, the best part of my day was always curling up in bed with my gorgeous wife and showing her just how much I loved her, and how happy I was with the wonderful life we'd built together.