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STORY 9 daughter home” She pauses
Part Three
(Character names have been changed for privacy reasons)
“Hello, this is Heather.” “Hey, how are you doing?” “Hey Mike. I’m
alright, how are you?” “Good, good. Say, do you think you’ll have some
time after work to get together?” “Gee, I don’t know Mike. Joe will be
waiting up, so I’ll have to get home. Why, what’s up?” “Oh nothing. I
just wanted to see you. It has been almost a month now.” “I know Mike.
But we will have to wait until I have some time.” “I miss you.” “I know
Mike, I miss you too. Look, I have to go. Call me back and I’ll see if I
can meet you outside for a little while.” “You mean the parking lot by the
hockey rink?” “Yeah. Call me back, I have to go.”
‘God he sounded good,’ she thinks to herself while hanging up the phone.
‘I’ve got to find time to see him again.’ She thinks about the last time
they were together and feels her face reddening. ’Uh, it was awesome. He
knows just what I like.’ She feels her heart begin to race as she thinks of
the two of them together, sweat covering their bodies, the sheets twisted
around them, and his hands all over her body. “Coach Heather? Are you
okay?” Startled, she turns and looks over at Ryan standing in the doorway
of the office. “Yes Ryan, I’m fine. Thank you.” She says as she
straightens up in her chair. “What’s up?” “I was hoping you could go over
these figures with me. I always seem to confuse them.” “Sure.” She says as
he brings them to the desk and stands next to her.
By ten o’clock, Heather is letting the majority of the employees out the
front door. As she walks back to her office, she remembers that Mike was
suppose to call back. No sooner does she reach for the phone to call him,
the manager’s line rings. She picks up the phone. “Security.” “Hey
Heather.” “Oh hey Joe.” “Are you coming home soon? I have a surprise for
you.” “Oh really.” She says and begins to smile. “Are you leaving soon?”
“Yeah, probably in about ten minutes.” “Good. Meet me upstairs.” “Will do.
See ya.” “Bye.” She hangs up the phone and frowns. ‘Well, there goes that
idea.’ She picks up the phone and dials Mike’s number.
“I’m so sorry Mike. I know you were looking forward to getting
together.” “It’s no problem, really. Besides, it will only make the next
time we meet even better.” “Oh Mike, I miss you so much.” She feels herself
beginning to blush. She looks at her watch. “Mike, I have to go.”
“Alright Heather. I’ll talk to you soon.” She smiles as she hangs up the
phone. “Ready?” Jackie asks as she walks through the door. “Yep.” Heather
says then grabs her purse.
Joe wakes up to the alarm at five o’clock and looks at his sleeping
peacefully beside him. He looks at her shoulder length, dirty hair,
and follows her profile, although it is covered by the sheets, and begins
to smile. He gently kisses her bare shoulder, trying not to wake her on
this Friday morning, knowing that she has the day off. He gets out of bed
and walks into the bathroom to shower.
Heather awakes to find Joe dressing for work. He has a light build with
a stern face, wavy black hair and deep brown eyes. She smiles as he winks
at her through the mirror. “Good morning.” She says while reaching for her
robe. “Good morning.” He replies as he watches her put the robe on,
through the mirror. When he finishes buttoning his shirt, he turns and
meets her midway across the room. “We should do that more often.” He says
then kisses her. “Only if Abigail goes to bed early like last night. By
the way, how did you manage that?” He shrugs then kisses her again before
heading out of the room and downstairs.
Heather stands in the doorway of her daughters’ room, watching Abigail
sleep peacefully in her bed. It’s hard to believe she turned a year
two months ago. She hugs herself as she also remembers that that was the
last time she was with Mike; celebrating their own two birthdays. ‘Stop
thinking about him,’ she says to herself. ‘Especially after last night.’
She walks downstairs and joins her husband in the kitchen.
“Honey, when is your company party? “Sometime next month I think.
Why?” “Then it makes sense. I thought June sounded too late.” “I think
they wait until May to start them, then they have until August to get them
in.” “I never did keep track of those things.” He says, then finishes his
coffee.
Part Four
“Hey Mike. I can’t talk long because I’m in the middle of a meeting.”
“No problem. Just wanted to let you know I should be back in the States
next week.” “Okay, call me when you get home.” “I most definitely will. It
has been a long two months Heather.” “I know.” “It just seems like if it
isn’t our schedules conflicting, it’s my other job.” “Maybe you should quit
this one.” “And lose my excuse to visit you at your building? I don’t
think so.” They both laugh, then say their goodbyes.
“Hey honey.” Joe says after placing his briefcase down on the kitchen
table. “Are you free next Friday night?” “Well, I get out at five. Why?”
“That’s when my company party is. I want you to meet someone. He is my
right hand man. I want to promote him to department manager, but he won’t
take it because of his business.” Heather looks up from the game she
is playing with Abigail. She feels her ears begin to tingle. “Sounds like
someone who use to work for me. But he left for that reason.” “Yeah well,
there are only a few, but you love them when you find them.” ‘That you do.’
She thinks to herself.
“Hey Heather. Just calling to let you know that I’m home.” “So how was
your trip?” She asks, then points to a salad on the menu for lunch and
hands Amy a five. “Well, they settled for less, which is good, but I would
rather have been home so I could see you.” “That reminds me Mike. Your
company party is this Friday.” “Oh really.” They both smile. “Problem is,
my husband plans on introducing you to me.” “We don’t know each other,
right?” “We’ll see how it goes.” “Or would you rather tell him we once
worked together?” “Maybe we should do that. But we still have to play it
cool.” “Think we can handle that?” Heather frowns. “I certainly hope we
can.”
By seven o’clock that Friday, just about everyone in Joe’s building has
met Heather and their beautiful Abigail. “She’s so adorable. I
can’t believe how much she looks like Heather.” They all say. Joe looks up
and sees Mike walking through the main entrance to the room. “Honey, I’ll
be right back.” He says as he hands Abigail to Heather. She nods and looks
in the direction he is walking. ’Oh my God!’ She thinks to herself as her
heart begins to race.
About five minutes later, Joe returns with Mike. “Heather, I’d like you
to meet someone.” He looks at Mike. “Mike, this is my Heather.
Heather, this is my right hand Mike.” They look calmly into each
others’ eyes while shaking hands. “Pleased to finally meet you Mike. I
have heard so much about you.” She hesitates unnoticeably before releasing
his hand. “Likewise.” He says. Joe leans over toward Heather. “Is he the
one that you worked with?” She blushes slightly. “I believe he left when I
started. I was not aware that he transferred.” Mike nods in agreement,
unable to take his eyes off of her. “Heather, would you care to dance? If
you don’t mind of course.” He says to Joe. “No, of course I don’t mind.”
He says as he pats his back, then takes Abigail.
Mike leads them across the room and amid the group of people on the
dance floor. “Mike, what are you doing?” “Dancing.” He says then smiles.
He takes his hands and places them on the small of her back and she places
her hands loosely around his neck. “Be careful.” She says to stop him as
he tries to slide his hands down around her behind. “Do you think he
knows?” He asks seriously. “If you keep this up he will.” She says as she
moves his hand to her back again. He leans forward, barely touching her
neck. She leans away from him. “What are you doing?” “Just smelling your
perfume.” He touches the side of her face, then pulls his hand away. “I
can’t take much more of this.” “Neither can I.” She says while looking for
her husband. “What are we going to do?” She asks when she looks back at
Mike. “Do you trust me?” He asks while looking into her eyes. She nods,
and he suddenly starts moving them toward the entrance by the dance floor.
She looks up at him with a puzzled expression on her face. “What are
you doing?” “Just trust me.” As he nears the wall, he looks around to see
who may be watching them. Not noticing anyone, he reaches out a hand and
hits the light switch. Through the light from the nearby door, he can
still see her profile as everyone starts asking what’s going on. “Mike?”
He leans over and kisses her. As she returns the kiss, she wraps her arms
around him and parts her lips. He kisses her again, deeply, passionately
then breaks the kiss and as he slips out the door, hits the light switch.
Heather looks around after her eyes quickly adjust to the light. There is
no sign of Mike anywhere. She looks for Joe and as she walks back to him,
she feels a pain in her heart. A pain representing the definite reality of
how much in love she is with Mike, and knowing that there is no way to turn
back now.
Part Five
About two weeks later, Mike is lying in bed watching as Heather is
redressing in front of the mirror. “Do you really have to go back so
soon?” She smiles at him through the mirror. “Mike, you know I have to go
back to work.” “I know.” He says as he gets out of bed. He reaches for his
boxers and pulls them on before walking over to Heather. As she buttons
the last button on her blouse, he puts his arms around her, hugging her
tightly. “If we only had more time.” He says as her hands hold his arms
closer. “I know honey.” His hands begin to caress her body as he nuzzles
his face into the hair against her neck. He senses the excitement building
inside her as his hands find her and begin caressing them through
the silky material of her blouse. When he begins kissing her neck, she
turns in his arms to face him. “You are determined to make me late, aren’t
you?” He smiles, then kisses her passionately.
Fifteen minutes later, they are leaving the hotel and walking to his
car. He walks to the passenger side, and holds the door open for her. He
begins to whistle as he walks to the drivers’ side. When he gets in the
car, he notices her looking at him and smiling. “What?” He asks. “You’re
crazy.” “For what?” She smiles and places a hand on his leg. He feels the
heat from her hand burning into his leg and looks deeply into her eyes.
Her smile begins to fade as the passion begins to burn again. They lean
forward and kiss briefly, then more passionately, not caring who may see
them at that moment. He breaks the kiss. “We better get going.” He says
as she slowly opens her eyes. She leans back into her seat. “Yeah, I
guess you’re right.”
As he pulls up next to the buildings’ entrance, Heather looks at Mike.
“How long do you have the room rented?” “Well, I’m supposed to check out
tonight, but I can extend it. Why?” “Are you sure that won’t be a problem?
Extending your stay?” “I can buy that room with no questions asked. I get
the same room whenever I stay there. It’s a tradition my started
when the business grew.” “Then you can stay one more night.” He nods. “I
may be able to stop by for a little while after work.” Mike takes her hand
into his. “That wouldn’t be a problem at all. Just give me a call later
with when to expect you.” “Will do,” she says, then touches the side of his
face before exiting the car.
Around ten o’clock, Mike hears a knock at the door. “Be right there.”
He says as he sets his glass of water on the table. He walks across the
room, runs a hand through his hair, and opens the door. “Hey, I thought
you changed your mind.” Heather smiles as she walks through the door. “I’m
sorry Mike. I got tied up in a meeting and lost track of the time.” Mike
closes the door and turns towards Heather as she places her purse on a
table near the door. They wrap their arms around each other’s waists and
kiss briefly. “So how was your night?” “Oh, it was alright.” He rubs her
back. “You know, I think we have to stop these lunch dates.” Mike looks
concerned as he asks, “Why?” She runs a hand against the side of his face.
“Because I can only think of you afterwards.” He smiles. “Is that a bad
thing?” She gently kisses him. “Only when I have a lot of work to do.” He
gently holds her head with both hands and kisses her passionately. He
breaks the kiss and looks deep into her eyes as she runs her hands down his
back. “I can’t stay all night. Joe is waiting for me.” He kisses her
again, then takes her hand. “I figured you might be hungry. We didn’t get
a chance to eat at lunch.” She kisses him on the cheek, then sits in the
chair he pulled out for her. “So how bad was it?” “How bad was what?” She
asks between bites of a salad. “It’s getting harder to do isn’t it?” She
realizes what he is referring to and sets her fork down. “All I want to be
able to do is spend the night with you, and wake up in your arms. But I
can’t do that with my husband and at home.” She pauses as she
stands up and walks over to him. “But then again, no one has ever made me
feel the way you do.” He pushes his chair away from the table and she sits
on his lap. “I’m not sure what to do anymore.” He untucks her blouse and
begins caressing her stomach. “We knew we were taking a chance when this
started. And I tried to warn you that night in my car by the hockey
rink...” “I don’t regret a thing Michael.” “Neither do I.” She runs her
fingers through his hair as his hands move up to her breasts. “So what are
we going to do?” She asks as he continues to caress her and gently kisses
the side of her neck. “I could request a transfer,” he says. She begins
to unbutton his shirt. “How would that help?” She asks. “Our working
together helped start this in the first place.” “Maybe if we worked
together again, our physical needs for each other wouldn’t be as strong.
And maybe we could be as content with just having lunch again, like we use
to.” She runs her hand through his hair again. “We won’t know until we try
right?” He nods. “What will your husband think of me transferring?” “Well,
what would be your reason?” “Moving because of my business.” She runs a
hand up the back of his neck. “I doubt he will like it, but he won’t
refuse it either.” She kisses him briefly as he runs his hands up her back.
“Let’s hope not.” He says before pulling her close and passionately kissing
her.
“Good morning,” Heather says, then leans over to kiss her husband. Joe
lies the paper on the table. “What has you in such a good mood this
morning?” Heather shrugs as she picks up a slice of toast from Joe’s plate.
“Just a nice day I guess.” Joe smiles as he watches her play with Abigail.
“What time did you get home last night? I never heard you come in.” “Oh,
around three I think. I had to do a reset and it took longer than I
planned.” “Is everything alright? You’ve seemed a bit distracted lately.”
Heather pours a cup of coffee and sits at the table. “Yeah, just been busy
with work. A lot of stuff hasn’t been getting done, and it seems to be
more of the pass the buck type thing.” “Ah, sounds like fun. You’ve got to
find someone like Mike. Employees like him help when things get rough like
that.” She smiles and sips her coffee. ’If you only knew,’ she thinks to
herself.