<OCD whore!!! -points- owo'''>

Andrew kept a determined expression upon his face, watching her every little movement [stalker xD]. His eyes traced her features and committed them to memory. From her brightly coloured hair, to her eyes, and then... her lips. The ones that he kissed so passionately just the other day. They were full, soft, and warm. He didn't reject them, and she didn't reject him. Yet, she seems to be so awkard around him today. This woman would've never made her personal life clear if she didn't dress up in "risky" clothing yesterday. He would've never known that her husband was choosing work over her. He would've never known... that she was desperate enough for anyone to fulfill her needs... even him. Although they didn't do much yesterday, it was more than enough information for him. They were both getting ignored by their spouses, maybe not so much on her part, but she's home alone too many nights. Their feelings brought each other together, that's why he didn't regret any of this. It was mutual, he was desperate, she was desperate, and they found each other. He wouldn't go so far as to say he loved her, but he felt something for her... something real. It couldn't be explained.

The male frowned slightly as she dared only to come within an arm's length of him. Did she really regret what they did that much? Taking a step closer to her, he watched her as she seemed to have trouble making up her mind. She was probably sorting out her confused feelings. But Andrew had finished sorting them out just this morning. This woman... she was his only lifeline out of this miserable life. They were so passionate with each other the other day, he felt something that even his wife couldn't bring him. When she said she didn't regret any of it, he smiled softly. Cupping her face in his hands, he looked into her eyes.
"I'm glad..." he whispered softly, leaning in closer and closer until barely an inch seperated them. He paused, looking into her eyes a bit, it wasn't love he felt for this woman... but something so much more. Maybe it was because he didn't have a proper spouse, but it was something far more then just love. He was confused about this himself. With that last thought, he closed the distance in between them and kissed her with love and gentleness. It just felt right when a kiss is shared between the two, it wasn't like with his wife, where no matter what he still felt a little bit awkward during that intimate moment.

<major writer's block x__x'''>

Ianna was able to push some of her anxiety down as she began to work. She also did a few rituals that calmed her down some more, like putting her hair up in a messy bun and switching back and forth between her desk and the sofa in her office. She was currently laying on the sofa and was quite absorbed in her work. A couple of co-workers from last night visited her in hopes to play around like yesterday, but her they got the hint that yesterday only happens one in a blue moon when she immediately shoved piled of corrected articles in their direction.

Ianna was happy that she could quickly dive in to work with ease. It helped her keep her mind off the whole situation. Though her concentration broke when she tried to do those habits when she thinks. She couldn't and it felt unnatural that her ring finger was bare. She sat up and started to panicked wondering what happened to her ring. She sighed, covering her face with her hands. She closed her eyes, trying to remember what she did with it. "Ugh,", she said with frustration. She always had her ring on her, barely did she take it off. She stood up and began to search around her office, making little effort to put things back in their place.

It was neither here or there. She doesn't dare step out of the office because of Andrew....'Andrew!', she thought, knowing exactly where her wedding ring was at. It was at home, lying somewhere around the floor. Ianna sighed in relief, though she was still quite uncomfortable without her ring. She took the time to tidy up her office. Her mind wonder back to Andrew. She wonder why she had not heard from him or someone speaking about him. Ianna shook her head. 'It should be a good sign that he hasn't shown up', she thought. Perhaps he didn't want to deal with her or maybe he's running late, but either way she's not mentally prepared for him.

The thought of him not being there made her a little uneasy, but she could bring her guard down. She was alone in her office with no one to bother her. Ianna smile a bit and brought her work over to her desk and began her work flow again. She edited the articles happily.

There was a knock at the door that did not disrupt her from editing. "Come in", she said clearly for the person to enter. She did not look up from the papers until she heard his voice. She stopped in her tracks and looked at him, stunned. She stood up quickly, wanting to match Andrew's height. "An-Andrew! It's er, nice to see you again. Thank you for the coffee!", she said nervously. She was ready to push him out of the office, but he spoke of yesterday. She listened to him quietly, her heart clenched as she heard his words. A silence fell on them as he waited for her answer.

Her mind tried to searched for answers. She felt something for Andrew she can admit, but then again she didn't want to push things. She wanted to give Pete a chance. If she did that and it didn't work out she would lose Andrew. Ianna frowned, she didn't want that. She walked around the desk to close the distance between them, but not too close. They were at arms-length from each other. Ianna looked into his eyes and then looked down, sighing. "I-I don't know, Andrew", she said, answering honestly.

Her mind continued to search for the solution. Did she hate what she have done with Andrew? No. Did she feel lonely with Andrew? No. Did she feel guilty about it? Yes. Does she want to take what she did back? No. Can she stop? ...........No. When she realized that a blush became visible. She looked into his eyes, determined. She took his hand and gave him a small smile. "No, I don't regret any of it", she softly said.

If she picked Pete, she would lose Andrew.
If she picked Andrew, there was a chance to break it off without losing Pete....

< >w>;;; i won't argue xD>

Andrew awoke the next day, laying beside his wife on the bed. Propping himself up on his elbow, he examined his wife. It was so unexpected, she had neglected him up until yesterday. Yesterday was probably the most passionate night of their lives together as a married couple. This made Andrew frown just slightly, thinking that they never had another intimate moment during their marriage. But yesterday... it seems like everything was well worth it. Smiling just slightly, he kissed his wife on the cheek and got out of bed, turning the alarm off while he was at it. Heading into the bathroom, he quickly took a shower and then dressed in his work clothes. He was going to work soon, however, he glanced at his wife once more. Would it be romantic to make her breakfast, and maybe spend what little time he had with her? Yeah, that seemed like a pretty good idea. Walking downstairs, he made a filling breakfast with eggs, toast, and bacon, with a glass of orange juice. He then balanced it all on a tray and walked upstairs, surprised to see his wife awake by then. She seemed genuinely happy that breakfast was brought to her. Setting the tray on her lap, he kissed her gently on the cheek. They kissed briefly before his wife turned her attention to the breakfast laid out before her. Telling his wife that he was going to go to work, she only acknowledged him slightly. Raising an eyebrow, he shook his head, last night was only a glimpse of the good life. Now, it was back to being neglected huh? That's pretty sad, to have a taste of what it's like to be a happily married couple. Walking back downstairs, he made himself a quick egg sandwich and ate as he headed to the driveway and got in the car.

Mere moments later, he arrived at the work place. Checking his rolex watch, he knew he was late by at least half an hour. But surprisingly, he didn't mind that much. Unknowingly, he glanced at Ianna's parking space, it was filled with her car. He didn't feel guilt about what he did with her yesterday, and he knew that he only wanted more of it. His wife was probably just being cruel and letting him have a good night then offering him horrible nights for the rest of their marriage... Sighing softly, he walked into the work place and went into his cubicle. He barely missed the coffee runner, he grabbed a cup of coffee, paying for it, then he paid for another one. Although he hadn't known Ianna that well, he still knew what she liked. After all, the workers kind of take turns going on coffee runs. Walking with her coffee over to her office, he gulped a bit. Was he really going to do this? Yeah, he had to. Nothing was wrong with what they did yesterday. It was a meeting of mutual feelings... yeah that's what it was.

With a soft sigh, Andrew knocked politely on the door then opened it.
"I got your coffee" he smiled and set it down on her desk, he looked at her with a more serious expression on his face though. Closing the door behind them, he sighed again softly.
"Ianna... what happened yesterday... I..." he paused, thinking about what he should say,
"I want to tell you that I didn't regret any of it, I hope you didn't either..." he spoke softly and then looked at her again, a hopeful look in his eyes. He wouldn't try to kiss her or anything unless she really wanted it.

Ianna woke up as the sunlight peeked through the sheer creme colored curtains. Though her eyes were still closed she was very aware of her surrounding. She rolled over to face the other side and slowly opened her crystal blue eyes. A smiled slowly formed as she continued to stare at her husband sleeping face. Ianna slowly and gently traced the outline of his face, admiring his handsome features. Her touch woke him, he smiled too as his he looked into her eyes. He took her hand and kissed the top of her knuckles gently. She giggled a bit, though it toned down when déjà vu hit her. It bothered her quite a bit, but not enough to tear herself away from her husband attention. The two laid in bed softly touching each other, slowly killing time.

Finally the alarm went off, signaling the two that their time together was up. Pete was with first to go, leaving Ianna alone in bed again. It was not as bad as it was yesterday. Ianna kissed him goodbye and waited to hear the sound of Pete backing out of the driveway before getting up and getting ready for work. This time Ianna chose something less risqué, a white camisole with a light grey cardigan over it and black slacks. She felt covered and warm in the outfit compared to yesterday's. Ianna left the house with a big smile on her face, completely forgetting the hot passionate moments she had with Andrew. Though the memory was not banished from her mind, still kept in deep in her mind. It was just that the fact that her husband still cared about her kept her mind off Andrew. Ianna was quite happy with Pete and hope he would continue his duties as a husband properly from now on. She was tired of him fluctuating being a workaholic and a great husband. Right now her mind was thinking positively.

Ianna arrived to work and parked in her usual spot. She quietly greeted those she passed in the garage and made her way up to her office. It was not until she reached the floor her office was on that she remember Andrew. She scanned the rows of cubicle from where she stood, seeing if Andrew was there. She didn't see him, though she was still cautious. She stealthily made her way towards her office and quickly closed the door and blinds. She sat in her chair, wondering how she was going to get through the day.

The reason she was acting suspicious because she didn't know what would happened if she saw Andrew again. Not only that is that bloody guilty where ever she goes now. It was quite impossible to get rid of it. She's guilty when she's with Pete because of Andrew. Now she will feel guilty when she with Andrew because of Pete. The only way of preventing that is if she doesn't run into him. Hopefully she can hole herself up in the office until her hours are done. She pulled out a piece of paper and wrote down the things she would need to work today. She checked off almost everything because most of the things she need was in her office. She had almost everything, the only thing she needed was coffee. She silently cursed herself. No matter, she can get through the day without coffee. It's something she doesn't really need. Anyways, she too riled up by her current situation. There was no way she can fall asleep, she had to be alert at all times...

In the small two seated car, Andrew stared at Ianna, begging silently with every shred of his being to have her stay. He wanted, no... needed her to be with him. This feeling of passion and love couldn't be matched by anything, maybe it was desperation blinding him, or maybe... these feelings were mutual. Yes... they must've been. The two adults finding each other was not a coincidence, it must've been fate. Had their spouses accepted them so eagerly, and not ignore them, then they wouldn't have met like this... under any circumstance. But... here they were. Sitting in his car, looking at each other passionately after he had given her that sweet kiss. This woman made him feel love on a completely different level, yet they had only shared these feelings for only a couple hours. It was surreal, yet it was so real at the same time, that it scared the male. But that fear was pushed aside by the woman sitting there before him. That nervous glance, the obvious biting of her lip, he knew she didn't want to go. But... in the back of the man's mind, he knew that she had to, her husband would become suspicious, so would his wife.

Feeling her soft hands on his cheek, he felt her thumb trace over his lips. Those hands were warm, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch hers, enveloping her hand in his own. Closing his eyes, he let the feeling of her fingers gently stroking his lips overwhelm him for just a bit. Then, like the first gentle snow flakes that brush fall from the sky and brush against the earth, Ianna's lips so tenderly brushed over his own. The contact sent sparks and electricity all through his body, and when she pulled away, he felt his lips tingling, asking for more of that wonderful feeling. Opening his eyes to look at her, he smiled slightly.
"And I wish you didn't have to..." he sighed as she got out of the car. When she bent down, he smiled and waved back at her before watching her get to her car and drive out of the parking lot, beeping at him as a last farewell before they parted for the night.

As the sounds of her car receded into the night, everything grew silent. Andrew sat there, alone, and wondering just slightly why he ever let Ianna go back. Had he even made a move to prevent her from leaving, he knew that she may not leave at all. Slowly, he rose a hand and touched his lips gently, smiling, remembering that ginger touch that was shared between their lips. Sighing softly, he realized the aching loneliness starting to grow in the absence of her presence. Letting out another sigh, he decided to head home and try to get some rest, after all, he did promise Ianna he would see her tomorrow, not directly, but he did say he wanted a "next time". Smiling at the thought, he then drove home to his house and parked before heading inside.

Inside, he wasn't surprised to find it quite still inside. He quickly made himself some dinner, and ate, before heading upstairs to the bedroom he and his wife shared. Andrew was surprised to find his wife at the desk, with her glasses on. He had always thought she looked cute in them. Turning to look at him, she smiled, which surprised the male even more. The female beckoned him over, so he sat on the bed, his feet stretched out before him as he looked at his wife.
"You know, I've been thinking about how badly I've been treating you lately" she spoke, placing her fingertips together as she looked at him.
"I decided that I'm going to make it up to you" Andrew had a confused look on his face. His wife grinned and walked over, kissing him, which was the ultimate surprise. He had thought she had given up on him. Closing his eyes, he kissed back before he found himself thinking about Ianna.
(I This is bad, this is really bad!!) he thought.

Ianna groaned internally when he kissed her again after she kissed him on the cheek. Why did his wife have to come back early? She let him help her off the couch and was ready to go but was caught by surprise when took her hand kissed it gently. She smiled at the gesture. They began heading up the stairs when Andrew stopped, telling her to wait for him while he lures his wife away. She waited patiently. Passing the time mentally cursing his wife, frowning. She heard the floorboard groan at the weight put on them. It felt like forever, but it was really a couple of moments.

The door opened, startling her. Her heart raced as she saw Andrew came back to get her. It only sped up when she got out of the basement, paranoid that his wife can pop up any moment now and catch them. Ianna followed Andrew out the house and winced when he slammed the door. Everything was quietly done. Ianna got into the car and Andrew drove back to the parking lot and parked. She sighed and looked over to Andrew as he spoke. He caught her by surprise when he kissed her. She bit her lip and looked down and then looked back up at him, not really wanting to go.

She placed her hand on his cheek, her thumb running over his lips slowly. She leaned in, inches away from kissing him. "I don't want to go...", she said in whisper. She sighed and quickly kissing him before exiting the car. She closed the door and bend down so he can see her waving goodbye with a smile.

The parking lot was almost empty, it took her a couple of minute before she found her silver mica 2004 Mazda. She took out her keys. She slipped into her car and put the key into the ignition, starting up her car. She drove pass Andrew and beeped at him before heading out of the parking lot. She drove home, feeling a bit lonely.

Ianna eyes widened to see a black porsche in their driveway. "What is he doing her already?", she mumbled as she parked the car. She got out and straighten herself up. Ianna felt a bit nervous, wondering why Pete was home. Did he know? She opened the door to Frank Sinatra's smooth voice and Pete frowning. "Where were you? Why haven't you answer my calls? I was worried about you know. You could have given me a call", Pete said, letting her in. "Well my phone died and I was too caught up on an article that it flew my mind to call you", she said nonchalantly, not looking at him, "What are you doing here anyways? Don't you have to cover for Craig?", she said a bit accusingly as she put down her belongings.

Pete cleared his throat and loosened up a bit. Well I happened to remember what day it was today, so I came home immediately, Pete said happily. Ianna spun around to look at her husband with a little bit of hope. "Is that so...", she said surprised and satisfied as she let him lead her upstairs.

Andrew didn't want this meeting to end, even though his wife was upstairs, probably searching for him. That look of hope that sprang into Ianna's eyes made him smile. She wanted a next time as well, just as much as he did. Thank goodness, he thought this would be almost one-sided. But after feeling that passion, the passion that they shared when they kissed, he almost knew for sure that she was in the same predicament as him. She needed someone to love, to embrace, to share her hunger with. The same with him, he only wanted to be with a woman again, one that knows what he wants and what he needs so very badly. Feeling her lips against his cheek, he grinned and kissed her again, eagerly. Wanting to get the last one in before she got off of him. Slowly, he got off of the couch and stood up, helping this beautiful woman off the couch as well. Gently taking her hand in his, he raised it up to his lips and gave it one gentle brush with his lips before heading over to the door. Climbing the steps slowly, he turned to her and whispered a soft,
"Wait one sec..." before heading out the door and closing it behind him, he'd come get her after he led his wife away.

Emerging from the door, his wife walked in from the kitchen and greeted him half-heartedly.
"Honey, help me with the groceries" the woman almost commanded him to do so, rather than ask him. Running outside quickly, he grabbed her groceries, getting it all in a massive heap before heading back to the kitchen. Plopping it gently on the counter. As his wife busied herself with putting the groceries away, he snuck back to the basement door.
"I'm going out for a bit, I'm going to get a drink with my buddies" he called over to his wife, who was in the kitchen at the moment. Opening the door softly, he led Ianna out and closed the door softly before heading over to the front door, opening it and leading her out before closing it, nearly slamming it to suggest that he had gone out.

Walking Ianna over to his car, he opened the door for her gently, smiling at her a bit. After she got in, Andrew made his way to the driver's side and got in, buckling himself in before slipping the key into the key slot and turned, making the engine rumble to life. Backing out of the driveway, he then drove to their workplace. Parking in the parking lot, in front of the building, he looked over at Ianna.
"Well... we're here..." he murmured and let his eyes roam over her beautiful features. Leaning over, he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He waited for her to make a move to exit the vehicle, to be honest, he didn't want her to leave.

She licked her lips, lust consuming her. She couldn't remember kissing anyone like that or feeling this way for anybody. Ianna felt his arms wrapped around her, it send shivers down her spine. They kissed again with the same intensity as before. She couldn't believe she was doing this. She had always been faithful. She wonder what changed her attitude. Ianna softly moaned as they kissed, enjoying it all. She have not done anything so risky before. The chance of being caught was high and she knew that this might all come back to bit her in the ass at the end. Though at that moment she felt as if nothing could possibly go wrong.

Ianna did not hear the front door opened and was confused to why they have stopped. She looked at him curiously, waiting for an explanation. Then she heard it, a female voice. Ianna eyes widen in panic. It was too soon to be caught! What was going on?! He said that the missis would be working all night. Maybe his wife knew something was up some godly way. Her panic diminished when she caught the tone of his voice. There was not a single indication of fear. It made her feel safe and that he had it all under control.

Ianna sighed and hugged him, kissing him on the cheek before getting off of him. Hope sprung within her when he mention that there would be a next time. She smiled at the thought. " Alright", she said grinning, "Lead the way", she said, waiting for him. Last thing she wanted was a nasty confrontation with his wife.

<yeah yeah I'm gonna go to sleep after this... >w<''' blurgh, you haven't changed a bit e___e''' [you pedo xP]>

<i have a feeling we're gonna have to do a shit ton of TSing with these two horn dogs ewe'''>

There was an uncomfortable silence that fell over the two, and Andrew felt awkward as this silence continued. Not one of them spoke a word, but he could feel her gaze over him. That beautiful gaze... he wanted to be able to love her like she were his own wife. Like she were his lover. His expression was a big mix of emotions, desire, guilt, love, loyalty... everything rolled into one. He only wanted Ianna, yet somehow, the thought of cheating on his wife was just... bad. But... he wanted to push those aside, his own desires, burning him up from the inside. He wanted to give in to those desires, let it possess him and do whatever it wanted. But those desires wouldn't let themselves materialize unless consented to. That one brief moment that they shared, where their lips were pressed against each other, it felt amazing. Nothing like before, not with his wife, not with anyone he had loved previously. This was something different, he really wanted this, this woman would give him what he needed, he knew that.

Suddenly feeling slender arms slipping around his neck, he looked up slightly, and blushed as the woman straddled him. Feeling her lips back on his, in a heated and passionate kiss, he closed his eyes and kissed back, unable to hold himself back from it. Such passion attracted him, and he didn't fight it. He craved for it, to once more have the attention of a woman, to be able to feel her touch again. They shared the passionate kiss for quite a bit before Ianna pulled away for air. Andrew could only stare at her, their lips still close to each other. He could close that distance again if he wanted to.
"Y-yeah" he replied to her question, yes, this is what they both wanted, they wanted this to happen. The last bit of guilt, the last bit of doubt... was kicked out of his mind as they both regained their breath. This was something he really wanted to happen, he needed it to happen.

Wrapping his arms around her thin waist, he then closed the distance between their lips and kissed her again. Kissing her with the same passion that she had initially kissed him with. Yes, this is what he needed. A woman to fulfill his desires, his cravings. Holding her tightly in his arms, he continued to kiss her, hands moving up to her face, cupping those smooth and soft cheeks in his hands, seeming only to add to the passion in between the two. Without thinking, he let his fingers tangle in her luscious and beautiful hair. He really, really wanted this.

But suddenly, he heard the noise of the front door opening, and he pulled away suddenly from Ianna.
(I Is she back already?) he wondered, frowning at the thought of his wife being home early, for once. Hearing a feminine voice call for him, he let out a groan of annoyance. It was his wife, what was she doing home so early?! Looking at Ianna, he sighed a bit and kissed her gently before slowly letting go of her. Dammit, he actually wanted to do much more than just kissing, no matter how hot it got.
"I guess my wife's back early today..." he sighed and looked at her some more.
"Maybe... next time" he smiled, indicating that he did want a next time, he wanted a next next time. He wanted to be with her all the time.
"Or... tomorrow at work" he grinned,
"Now let's go, before we're caught in the act" he chuckled kissing her one last time before waiting for her to get off him so his wife wouldn't think to look down here, potentially catching him with Ianna.