When we got to the office, he got out of the car and I followed him. I found Edward leaving the office.
He asked:
“Elvira, did you want something?”
And then, without hesitation, I replied:
“Yes only you!”
I walked over to him and practically touched his lips to mine. I felt his breath on the skin of my cheek, and at that moment I did not want to part of him. I hugged his neck and touched him gently with my lips, inhaled the scent of his body and felt my legs literally give way!
Of course, he didn't expect this and tried to back off first, but he leaned against the office door. I approached him and our bodies touched. I felt a pleasant warmth and pleasure from such intimacy spreading within me. I was in seventh heaven! I dreamed about this a lot and had waited for this moment!
He was completely angry, with an overabundance of feelings, I was so pleased. And the next second I felt how he took me so tightly in his arms, that I even whispered:
“I am all yours, in your grasp…”
He gently touched my face with his hand and I thought he liked me. Once more he touched me with his lips and I already imagined that he was beginning to kiss me back. Oh, if at that moment he would grab me and lead me to the office couch, then I would give myself to him completely without any hesitation!
But those turned out to be just my dreams and desires, which I had embraced so closely that they appeared to me always and everywhere. I have had many dreams in which my boss and I were together.
But the reality was completely different. He really did grab me by the shoulders, but only to stop me, and his words were lost like the sound of a broken heart:
“What are you doing? Stop! I'm married and I'm not interested in you at all!”
These words were like an ice shower, from which I instantly woke up. When I looked into his eyes, there was only shock and bewilderment. There was no attraction in them, they didn't need me, neither as a woman, nor as another person…
He asked the question again:
“What's wrong with you? Is everything fine?”
“I don't know…” I mumbled nonsense. “How can it be good if I'm sick with you? I love you! I've been going crazy for months…” I said, looking into his eyes.
I prepared these words for him, but I didn't imagine it would be that difficult to pronounce them. And even more, I thought that he would perceive them somehow differently.