The front door

Suddenly, you hear the sound of pins and tumblers turning at the front door. Sarah pushes you back quickly and tries to act naturally. Mr. Moore enters the house and sees you two.

"Oh hey guys, I just came here to umm, pick up some files. John, do you think you could give me a hand?"

"Sure," you say, somewhat reluctantly.

"I have to go to the rest room." Sarah says, her face a deep red, before standing up and speedwalking towards the bathroom.

You offer Mr. Moore an apologetic grin, before following him to his office. He hands you a bankers box of papers and asks, "You two are using protection, right?"

"We're not-" you sputter. "We're just friends."

"But you want to. It's okay John. You don't have to lie." he says. You stare at him not sure what to say.

"You're a good guy, John." He continues. He pulls up your shirt to look at your chest, and you shiver under his gaze. "You'll be good for her."

What the fuck, you think. You feel so objectified, but at the same time the new feeling entices you.

"Come here, John" he says to you, and you approach him. He brushes some hair out of your eyes and looks over you face intently. You blush startled by this sudden closeness and intimacy. You stare back at his face and suddenly realizes that he is actually attractive. Suddenly he leans in and kisses you. You shut you eyes and let yourself go with it. You feel his lips against yours and his fingers in your hair. Oh god, what are you doing? And then you stop thinking all together.