That depends on who you ask.

"Well hi!" The woman replied. "I've got a say, you seem a lot more nervous than most of the guys that hit on me in the bar." She couldn't help but giggle before extending her hand. "I'm Viola. And you're cute. What's your name?"

"Ah, I'm John. I've got a be honest: this is my first time doing anything like this. My friend told me I should put myself out there more." You rubbed the back of your neck as you gently shook her hand. You could feel your face burning with embarrassment.

"Well, they sound like a good friend." Viola patted the seat next to her. You figured that was as good as invite as any and sat down next to her. "So, if you don't usually put yourself out there, what do you do?"

You did your best to loosen your shoulders. The tension in them was insane. Tegan would kill you if she found out you were doing something like this. "Uh... It's a bit complicated. I'm a lawyer, but I'm also running for mayor."

"Better you than the charlatan we currently have," Viola rolled her eyes. You were thankful that she didn't have a great view of Jake either. Though, it didn't seem like anyone was actually into Jake, but more the sex and power he had. You almost pitied him.

"Hopefully I can make a bit of a difference. I grew up here, so I want to make this town into a place where everyone can feel welcome and safe." You smiled, nothing hers as well. "I guess I should also offer to buy you a drink."

"You could..." Viola bit her lip and rested her hand on your leg. "Or we could skip the pretense and head back to my place."

You felt your stomach jump. You'd never really had a woman be so forward with you before. Was she joking around?

"What if I was, like, a murderer or something? You barely know me." You tried to find an out— appealing to her sense of reason.

"I have a feeling that you would be the one who ended up getting murdered, cutie," Viola put her arms around your neck. "I can tell that you're not that kind of guy. You're already looking for ways out because you feel awkward. You probably think that I wouldn't be into a guy like you. Well, lucky for you, Mr. Future Mayor, you're just my type. I like the gentle, kind, and loving guys."

Well this was taking a turn you weren't expecting. But you couldn't seriously go with her, could you? What about Tegan? You couldn't just cheat on her. How would you even explain where you were going?

Viola leaned in closer, "is it the wife?" She smirked and you felt your nervousness build up even more.

"Wha—"

Before you could finish, she planted a deep kiss on your lips. You could taste a hint of **** on her breath, though she seemed far from drunk. "Your ring finger has a tan." You looked down and noticed what she was referring to. There was a noticeable color shift in the shape of a ring around your finger.

"I'm guessing this friend of yours has your best interests at heart, or else they wouldn't be here with you," she glanced back over at Brenna who hid further behind her menu. "I'm a P.I., honey. If I didn't notice simple things like this, I wouldn't be very good at my job, now would I?"

"I— so, wait, why did you kiss me?" You were having trouble following.

"Because: you're my type. Not the married part, though that's a bit of a roadblock, but I can tell what you need. It doesn't sound like you've had your needs me." She kissed your cheek, her arms still around you.

"Hey, our sex life is—"

She cut you off once again, but this time it was with a finger to your lips. "I wasn't done sweetie. You don't have confidence because you don't have anyone supporting you. Truly supporting you. Acquiescing out of **** isn't support. Since you're from this town, I'm betting... high school sweethearts. She's the cute naive girl who doesn't make her opinions known, but gets upset when she doesn't get her way. Maybe she pouts or gets short with you. Maybe she gives you the silent treatment."

Viola pulled her arms back only to take your hands into hers. "I bet you're doing this "mayor thing" without her. She's probably not the kind of person who would be out there on the campaign trail with you. She wouldn't stand by your side when things truly got tough. You need someone to partner with, not to babysit."

You should be incensed about how she was speaking about Tegan, but you knew these were truths. Tegan was easily seated by anyone with a stronger personality than her... which was just about everyone. She would sooner roll over than put up a fight. Things would get more difficult soon and you weren't sure if she could handle it.

"I'm not asking for you to leave her and marry me," Viola teased. "Not right now, anyways. All I'm asking for is one night. One night where you don't have to be dominant or submissive or in control or anything; you can just be."

The entire way to her apartment, you knew it was wrong. Walking up the stairs, you knew you should turn back. Entering through the door, you knew it was too late. The minute the door closed, she was kissing you.

And you were kissing her back.

Her hands alternated between you and her own clothes. Her passion was contagious as you were doing the same. You felt desired and you wanted her to feel the same. Once she was in nothing but her panties and heels, she broke away and back stepped to the couch. "Well, Mr. Future Mayor, I'm all yours tonight."

You were in too deep now. You practically ran over to the couch. You pressed your body against her while the two of you kissed. There was no fighting for dominance. There were no demands. You felt equal. And that turned you on more than anything.

"I don't need foreplay tonight, John. I just want you." Viola purred. She was incredibly sexy. You didn't even argue. Instead, you obliged.

"Fuck!" She yelled as you slid your cock into her. Her walls welcomed your cock into her cunt, beckoning you in completely. Your kisses were rarely broken while the two of you made love. Your hands explored her body, tracing every inch into your memory. It was so sensual and tactile.

Her eyes were even more alluring. She hid nothing behind them. You could see every bit of herself in that moment and you knew there were no hidden truths. Should you ask her something, she would tell you. Just that fact alone made you want her more. Complete vulnerability with this stranger seemed odd, but it was like nothing you'd ever felt before.