Bingo.

You did your best to restrain a huge smile. "Oh well that does sound pretty tempting, but won't your husband be home? I doubt he'd want you bringing me inside your home" you asked. Marie rolled her eyes.

"He's on a business trip. In fact this place is more like a hotel room to him than an actual home with how often he's gone" she states as she opens up the door and motions you in. You smile and enter into her home. It's a very beautiful home you note once she turns some lights on. A well designed open floor home, something you'd always seen yourself in with a cute wife at your side. You just never expected it would be someone else's home and someone else's wife.

"Wow, you have a great home" you tell her honestly.

"Thanks, I've spent a lot of time remodeling it myself" she answers.

"You remodeled it yourself" you ask surprised.

"Yep, almost everything has been gutted and redone by my hand. It's kind of my hobby" she says walking into the kitchen area and laying her purse on the counter.

"That's a hell of a hobby Marie" you answer looking around with new respect for the interior of the home.

"Yah, my uncle built houses for a living and gave me this house when he built his current home. He helped occasionally, but he wanted me to feel like I did all the work so it was usually just advice" she said smiling while looking around.

"Well I'm beyond impressed. You're an amazing woman Marie" you said sincerely.

"Oh...thank you" she answered "my husband never understood why I wanted to do it myself" she said looking around.

"There is something nice about doing something with your own blood and sweat" you stated simply.

"Exactly...he never understood that" she said looking down at the counter. "Save the time and trouble and have a contractor do it" she said in a mock deep voice "is what he would always say" she added.

"Yah, but where is the pride that comes from that" you asked stepping closer to her.

"Yes, see, you get it. When I look at this house I see all the memories of every little bit of it" she exclaimed as you stepped closer to her still. The distance between you closed and she looked up at you as you approached. Her eyes did the same darting between your eyes and your lips as before. You leaned forward to kiss her, but she backed away suddenly. Uh oh you thought to yourself. Maybe a bit too strong.

"Um...I'm going to go get changed and get a bottle of wine really quick. Don't go anywhere" she stated.

"Wild ponies couldn't drag me away" you replied with a smirk. Marie rolled her eyes and quickly retreated to her room. You took the moment alone to look around some more. Above a fireplace there were a lot of pictures. It told a story. Marie and her husband looked happy and euphoric in their wedding picture, and in their honeymoon photos. Then as the years passed their smiles dimmed, and the euphoric look in their eyes faded. Their marriage was dying a slow painful ****. You examined her husband a bit closer. In the honeymoon pics he looked pretty scrawny and plain, and it didn't look like that had changed much as the years passed. You heard the footsteps of her approach behind you.

"Is this your husband" you asked without looking at her approach. She came to your side and peered at the photo you were looking at.

"Yah...that's my husband" she said almost sadly. Whether it was because she wasn't attracted to him or missed what they had you weren't sure. You looked over at her and noticed she was just in a silk robe now. It clung to her features and you had to gulp. In her hand was a couple wine glasses and a bottle of wine. She wiggled them and nodded at the couch where you both went and sat. You sat down first and she hesitated for a moment looking at the seat next to you and the one a little bit farther from you. You smiled to yourself when she choose to sit next to you. She quickly poured some wine and offered you a glass that you took.

"So should we watch some TV or something" she said nervously.

"How about we just talk some more" you offered.

"Ok, what do you want to talk about" she asked.

"How about that silk robe, that looks killer on you" you chuckled.

"Oh stop...it's just comfortable" she laughed as her face blushed up again.

"Haha, fair enough, tell me more about yourself" you offered.

"Oh geez...I don't know if there is much to tell" she said taking a sip of wine.

"I don't believe that for a second" you protested. "We've worked together for a full year now and until tonight I didn't know much about you. Now I see you're extremely dedicated to your job, working hard for everything you've accomplished there. In fact that hard work seems to apply to every thing you do" you say gesturing at the interior of the house.

"Plus...you're a really good kisser" you quickly add. Marie froze as she was taking a sip of her drink and that same smirk you'd been seeing all night crept onto her face.

"Well...I've always wanted to travel" she offers after a moment of pause.

"There we go" you say encouraging her. "Where have you wanted to travel" you ask taking your own sip.

"Everywhere" she answers with a chuckle.

"Yah, but..." you say grabbing her hand and interlocking your fingers with hers. "There's got to be one place you want to go more than others" you say giving her hand a squeeze.

"Paris" she answers looking at the connection your hands have formed. "I'll get there someday, but Paris is at the top of my list" she answers.

"Ahh...the city of love" you chuckle "I've always wanted to go there too" you lie. You do want to travel, but you always wanted to try hiking in New Zealand or something. Still, if it was with her you'd go anywhere and be happy. That was odd...you barely know this woman yet you're envisioning yourself traveling to Paris with her. Marie chuckled and took a sip of wine.

"So what about you? What does my fake boyfriend want to do with his life" she asked. Oof...you weren't ready for that question and you kind of clam up a little.

"Oh come on now, you know about my life way more than I know about yours. What's are your goals" she asks squeezing your hand and inching closer to you.

"I...I don't know if I know that yet" you answer honestly. You feel yourself get a bit panicky. You weren't sure a woman like this would really be into someone who didn't have any goals in life yet.

"Hey" Marie says putting her wine down and putting her hand on your knee "I don't mean to pry if you'd rather..." she begins. You can salvage this.

"No...no...it's ok. I just don't know how to answer that yet. I don't know if I'm that interesting of a person" you admit. You really didn't have much going on. Work dominated most of your life at the moment, but that isn't very fun.

"Bullshit" Marie stated plainly "That's bullshit. You're a great person. Otherwise I wouldn't have...er...you just have more going for you than you think" she stated.

"Like what" you asked curious now "I feel like I'm just kind of coasting through life right now" you add.

"Like you're one of the hardest workers I have. I didn't give you those reports just to be mean. I gave them to you because I knew you'd get them done and I wouldn't have to worry about mistakes" she said rubbing your lower thigh.

"Really" you asked.

"Yep, everyone else seems to despise their job, and you might too, but you don't let that stop you from working hard. I see a bit of myself in you actually" she said her hand going a bit higher on your thigh. You smile a bit.

"Go on" you tell her.

"Uh...well..." she hesitates biting her lip. You wait for her to continue looking at her with pleading eyes.

"You...you're very...h-handsome" she says looking away for a moment.

"Handsome huh" you say scooting just a smidge closer.

"Uh huh. It is pretty clear you go to the gym and workout" she says squeezing your thigh to point out your well muscled body.

"That is true. I do work hard to keep my body fit" you respond "What else" you ask. Her hand travels further up your thigh enticingly close to your balls. Your cock starts to harden in anticipation.