She was drop dead gorgeous and I wanted her. I lusted for her. I might even go so far as to say I would kill for her. Five feet five, one twenty, 36x22x35, hazel eyes and flaming red hair. When she was around I could not take my eyes off of her. She knew what she had and she knew that every man in the building wanted her.Her name was Constance Frederick and she was a secretary where I work. Under other (and better) circumstances I would have immediately made a move on her, but I couldn’t. As much as I wanted her I had to behave myself. The lady was married and I couldn’t, wouldn’t, make a move on another man’s woman. It wasn’t a matter of morals, ethics or any of that kind of stuff; it was the simple fact that I could never do to another man what was done to me. It had hurt and three years later it still hurt.Doesn’t make a whole lot of sense does it? On the one hand I say I’d kill for her and on the other I say I would never move on another man’s woman. I don’t need to make sense.

I was to the point of asking her if she would like to make the relationship permanent when she told me she couldn’t see me anymore. Kenny’s relationship with his ‘soulmate’ had cratered and he was back begging Bev to forgive him and give him another chance and the stupid cunt went and did it. He ended up cheating on her again and during the third week of our sophomore year Bev attempted to get back with me, but I wasn’t going to go there.It was a week after Bev tried to come back and I was sitting in the Student Union Cafeteria drinking coffee and going over some class notes when someone took the seat across from me. I looked up and saw Amber sitting there.“You over your snit yet? Done wasting your time on all those other girls? We are supposed to be together Bobby and you know it. You knew it the night of that football game. We clicked and it was obvious to everyone. Okay; I did do something stupid. You going to tell me that you never did anything really dumb or stupid and didn’t r

Was I curious as to what she wanted to say? Of course I was; just not curious enough.Chuck called me the next day and told me that the papers were ready to serve and asked me how I wanted to handle it. We set it up to serve the papers on Amber and Lattis at work the next day. I was counter suing Amber for divorce on the grounds of adultery and suing Lattis for alienation of affections. After the two of them had been served in front of as many of her co-workers as possible the process server would serve a company official with papers.Somehow Chuck had gotten a copy of the company’s policy and procedures manual and it did have morals clauses in it. There was one strongly worded section on relationships between supervisors and those they supervised so the company was being sued for not enforcing their own policies and thereby being a party to the breakup of my marriage.The next day when I got to work I told Maxine to expect a call from Amber sometime after two which was the time the p

“Dawson, right?”“Yes sir; Bob Dawson.”“No sirs please; call me Jim” and he offered his hand and I shook it. Constance stood there smiling at me like I had just passed a test of some sort as Mr. Camebridge walked away. She reached for my hand and said:“Our turn now Mr. Two Left Feet.”She led me out onto the dance floor and then moved into my arms. I wasn’t a bad dancer and Constance and I moved well together. I had the ever present hard on and tried to keep myself far enough away from her so it wouldn’t be poking her, but she knew what I was trying to do. She was smiling at me, but the look in her eye was pure evil and she pulled me tight against her and felt what I was trying to keep away from her.“You don’t want the people here thinking that my date doesn’t have the hots for me do you?”“Why are you doing this to me” I managed to croak out.”“Because I can and it is fun.”She ground her leg against my erection and said “Tell me you don’t want me. Tell me you don’t want to shove

The next day at work Constance dropped hints to the other girls in the office. I have no idea what she said, but I started getting looks from my co-workers I’d never gotten before. At lunch I sat with Constance in the breakroom and I was treated to nasty glances from Gary and Ron and speculative glances from Alice, Mae and Belinda.Twice during the day Constance and I had occasion to be close and both times we touched and exchanged quick kisses. Just a quick one on the lips, but it was seen by several people. Friday was a repeat of Thursday and as we left work Constance said to me in front of a couple of our co-workers:“I’m really looking forward to spending the weekend with you lover.”I spent the weekend with April, my friend with benefits, and she got the benefit of all the sexual frustrations that Constance had built into me over the previous week.Monday, Tuesday and during the day Wednesday we repeated what we had done the previous Thursday and Friday. Wednesday at Antonio’s Co