Just then, Dan came through the door. "Janet, will you please call Steven…"

He stopped in mid-sentence when he saw Janet looking across the room at me. He turned toward me, his mouth was open, but no words came out. His expression was of shock and confusion, and just that quick, his face showed a level of anger I had never seen before.

Dan touched Janet's arm, "Come with me." He walked out of the office, and she followed.

I sat still, shocked that Dan didn't even acknowledge my presence. I began to cry again. I knew at that moment that all was lost.

I stood and walked toward the elevator. Just as I pushed the down button, the door opened. Two security officers were standing inside.

I gasped, "Oh God, Dan, please!"

The tall officer said, "Please, Ma'am, we need you to come with us."

There was no need to make a scene, so I stepped into the elevator as the door closed. As we rode down in silence, the senior officer, with more stars on his collar, said, "Ma'am, I need to tell you, you will no longer have access to the building without an escort!"

I started to sob as we reached the parking garage.

The elevator door opened, and they led me to my car. "Sorry, ma'am, please, I need your building and elevator access cards. Brice here needs to remove your electronic parking pass."

I reached into my purse, fished out the cards he wanted then stepped back as Brice scraped the electronic pass off my windshield. I was officially banished from my husband's business and from his life!

Captain Raymond looked at me, "Sorry, ma'am. You can go now."

I got in my Mercedes and, for the last time, pulled out of the garage.

I drove around aimlessly for an hour. My mind was mush, and I could not focus on anything. My kids were at my sister's for the night. "Oh God, My Kids, What Have I Done?"

Tonight was supposed to be Dan and my special night, but now it was a total disaster. I pulled into a Starbucks to get a coffee. I sat in the corner booth and tried to gather my thoughts. I closed my eyes, trying not to cry, and let my mind wander back to when Danny and I first met. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration of that day fourteen years ago. A joyful day that started a wonderful marriage and life together, enhanced by our two beautiful children.

I sipped my coffee rolling the cup back and forth in my hands. I realized I was lost, floating in a sea of marital discourse with no lifeboat or preserver available. I started to cry softly.

"What can I do? I have no idea how to make this right?"

I looked up. Thank goodness no one heard me. Not wanting to embarrass myself, I quickly got up and left.

I drove home to our big, beautiful house that Danny had worked so hard to build for us. It was the dream home we had always wanted and where we could raise our family and live our lives together. But now, it was empty and sad. As I walked inside, there was no joy, and the walls sang a sad tune, where there had always been joyful music before.

I went to the bedroom to change. I stored the dress in a hanging bag, hopefully, to wear it for Dan on another day. I stood looking at the bed. The scene of the crime. How could Danny ever lay there again? I knew he wouldn't. Tears ran down my cheeks, knowing I may never lie with Danny again in this or any bed.

I peeled off my lingerie, wet with sweat. I gathered my clothes, the towels, and the telltale sheets, putting them in the washer, disposing of the hard evidence from earlier today.

I fell back on the unmade bed sobbing, and I couldn't stop. I was a mess and had no idea what to do. My body started to tremble as I realized that I might be alone from now on, with No husband, No Children, and No home.

"Oh God, What Have I Done?" I screamed again, loud enough for my neighbors to hear.

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When I saw Anne in my office, I was shocked. I forgot she had an elevator key card and never expected her to show up in my office.

I was surprised to see her, and I refused to acknowledge she was there. I quickly turned and walked out with Janet, telling her, "Get her out of here now, call security. I want her key card and parking garage sensor removed from her car."

Janet grabbed my arm, squeezing it hard. "Stop, Dan! What is going on?"

"Just do it! I am not in a mood to talk about it now!"

I pulled away and left, going down to the second floor. I looked out the window seeing Anne escorted out of the private entrance to her car. I watched as she handed over the key card and as the security guy peeled off her parking sensor. Tears ran down my face as I watched her sobbing as she drove away.

I pulled myself together and went back to my office to get my things. I put the unfinished note in my briefcase and called Janet in. As she entered, she saw me packing up.

"What are you doing?"

"I am leaving for the day, don't call me. Clear my calendar for the next few days. Give anything urgent to Brad or Chester. Do Not call me unless the building is on fire, understand. I will explain someday if I can ever figure it out."

"Wait, you can't just walk out and leave me hanging like this. I am your closest friend, your work wife, and we don't keep anything from each other. What is going on? Anne looked like a ghost, which scared me to death. Dan, what happened?"

I knew Janet was confused but no more than I was. She deserved an answer, and I am a pragmatic man, so I knew I had to tell her something. I pointed at a chair, and Janet sat, as did I.

I am rarely at a loss for words, but at this moment, I was. My emotions were shattered, and my self-confidence was shaken. I was the CEO of a major company. I make tough decisions and deal with serious issues every day, but this was not something I ever thought I would have to deal with, ever!

I looked at Janet and dropped my head in my hands. "Janet, my Anne cheated on me."

"What, No Way, Anne would never. God, Who? When? No, she couldn't have! Jesus Christ!" Janet was shocked and babbling.

"I caught her today. With a woman no less, in our bed getting royally fucked with a huge black strap-on."

Janet's level of shock shot up through the roof. The look on her face was complete disbelief. I understood why because I am sure that was what I looked like when I saw them fucking.

"Look, you know everything I know. I don't want to talk about it. I will figure it out. Then I'll try to explain it if I can. I need the Blake Street key; I will be staying there a few days."

Janet sat stunned as she made a couple of notes. "OK, what if Anne calls and you know she will?

"Be cordial but tell her I am busy and can't be disturbed. Do not tell her I am not here or where I am staying. Also, call me on my private phone if anything comes up."

I left the office, confused more than angry, trying to determine what had happened, how, and why. As I drove to Blake Street, my mind raced through my fourteen years with Anne. I never considered that she would cheat on me during those years. We are a solid couple, honest and open with each other. Love was in the air every minute. At least, that is what I thought. The problem was that it was not the complete truth.

I parked in the garage, and I only had my briefcase as I walked inside. I have a private closet inside where I keep some clothes and personal items. You may ask why I have a private closet? There are times when I need a change of clothes and a shower. This place is much closer to work than our home.

We usually use the condominium for VIP guests of the company. But to be completely honest, I used it for intimate liaisons on two occasions three years ago, and neither of them was with my wife.

Yes, sadly, I must admit, I cheated on my Anne twice over one week. It happened during the only lousy time Anne, and I had in our marriage. Right after Anne's mother had passed away. Anne went into a deep depression for a year, and treatments didn't help her for a long time. It nearly destroyed us.

Our life together during that year was almost unbearable. I suffered through it but only survived with Janet's help and loving affection. We only slept together two times, and each time was when I was at a breaking point, ready to leave Anne or do something to myself. But with Janet's help, I hung in there. Anne finally recovered, then realized what was happening to us and went full throttle to make things better, and she did, until today.

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My times with Janet were beautiful, erotic, and very sexual. I loved each of them. They were therapeutic, helping me cope with an unbearable low point in my life. That is why we stopped. Once Ann was better, I could not be with Janet again. I loved Anne and Anne only.

Janet, a single mom with two small children, had divorced her military husband three years before our time together. She was very loyal to me, and when I needed help, she was there. Janet is beautiful, and I appreciated her incredible body, worshiping her when we were together. She is young and loves sex, and she is irresistible.

I had never crossed the line before. But the night I had put Anne in the hospital for the second, then the third time, I was a total wreck, and Janet was there for me.

Luckily, it was in the summer, and my parents had our kids for most of that time. Thank God they didn't see their mother as messed up as she was.

Janet helped me through those rough days, so I decided we should innocently go to dinner after a long week as a thank you.

I went to see Anne. She was ugly to me for having committed for three days a second time, and it was an unpleasant visit. As you can imagine, I was distraught when I met Janet after Anne after my rough visit.

Janet calmed me down. She sat beside me and hugged me, making me feel appreciated. As the dinner went on, we shared an excellent bottle of Jordan Cabernet and talked about work and other her kids. I loosened up somehow, and I even managed to laugh a little.

As the dinner ended, Janet sat close to me, with her body pressed to my side. Then she leaned over, kissing me on the cheek. In months, I had not been intimate with Anne, so Janet's attention sent a slight thrill through me. Not since I met Janet until that night had I ever thought of her or any woman in that way. I was in uncharted territory for me.

I looked at Janet, and they sparkled like Anne's eyes used to. I was drawn in by them and kissed her softly on the lips. We both instantly had a moment!

I quickly paid the bill and stood up, pulling Janet along with me. Once outside, I took her in my arms and gave her a hard passionate kiss. She responded, and quickly our tongues were dancing, with our bodies pressed tight against each other. It was a beautiful moment, and nothing else mattered, not Anne, not anything, just us at that moment.

Janet looked into my eyes, "What now?"

"Blake Street!"

We ran to our cars, and fifteen minutes later, we were inside Blake Street, frantically stripping off each other's clothes, even before we closed the door.

For the next several hours, we made love, fucked, sucked, and ate each other, releasing all the pent-up sexual frustration from both our lives. It was spectacular. Janet was a sexual being, and she coaxed things out of me I had never done with Anne, making me see how restrained our sexual relationship was.

We satisfied each other repeatedly until we were finally exhausted and lay holding one another. The magnitude of what we had just done finally hit us. We didn't speak of it, but we knew two things. Our relationship will be different from now on, both personally and in business. Janet was now my business wife. Two, I had cheated on Anne. As bad as things were with us, what I had done was wrong. I had violated the covenant we had pledged to each other. I had to make it up to Anne somehow, and I would.

Janet and I showered together. I pressed her incredible body against the marble wall and fucked her hard. My hands held her ass cheeks apart, and my fingers played with her asshole, pressing a fingertip just inside. Janet moaned, "Oh God, I love my asshole played with. You can fuck me there if you like."

My cock surged as I fucked her harder. "Janet, cum for me, cum now!"

I slammed my cock deep into her hot cunt and pushed my middle finger knuckle deep in her ass. Janet screamed into the shower mist. Her body started to shake, and she came hard. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, gripping it, holding me inside her as her orgasm consumed her. As she calmed, I was able to start again, but after only a few strokes, my balls tightened and exploded, shooting ropes of cum deep into her pussy. We moaned loudly together as our mutual orgasms slowly subsided, holding each other tight as we calmed down. Our orgasms slowly faded into the past.

We silently washed, finishing our shower. We dried and silently walked back to the bedroom. Janet dressed as I lay on the bed watching her.

The elephant in the room finally came out.

"What just happened?"

Janet smiled, "Don't analyze it. It was a beautiful, unexpected moment, and I loved it as you did."

Janet moved onto the bed on her knees. She leaned over, kissing me on my lips. Her kiss was soft, wet, and loving. Her tongue licked my lips and then thrust deep into my mouth. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard with passion. I had not felt like this in over a year.

We broke the kiss. Janet looked me in the eyes, questioning?

I knew what she needed to know. "Janet, this was wonderful, but you know this can never happen again. No one can ever know, understand?"

Janet agreed. She moved away and finished dressing. She looked at me and smiled, saying nothing, then left for home.

Work was routine, and Anne was better on my next visit. I was in a much better place. Anne came home two days later, better than before but still not good.

Life was as everyday as it could be under the circumstances until about a month later. I came home and found Anne had locked herself in the bathroom, and I had to break the door down to get to her. She had OD'd on sleeping pills. The EMTs saved her, but she was committed for a more extended period this time.

I weathered the storm with Janet's help. We had a project we were working on, and I didn't want to be at work, so we moved the project to Blake Street. I stayed there away from my empty home.

During the day, Janet and I worked on the project bringing in whoever needed to make input. The project kept my mind busy and off Anne and her problems. We worked so well together that Janet and I accelerated the project and finished it a week early.

I would see Anne daily. As time moved on, I saw progress every day. Another week or so, and Anne would be able to come home.

As a reward for Janet's help on the project and her undying support, I had a private chef come in and cook us a gourmet French meal at Blake Street. The food was delicious, and the two bottles of Jordan Cabernet made for an excellent evening. Later after a nice, warmed cognac on the patio under the starry night sky, I asked her, "Janet, will you please stay with me tonight. Tonight has been perfect, and I can only think of one thing that could make it better, making love to you one last time."

Janet leaned over and kissed me, "We are breaking our agreement, but I have my sitter until the morning."

I pulled her to me; we kissed passionately. The Chef broke up our kiss as he left. I tipped him well, and he was happy.

Janet led me to the bedroom, taking off my clothes. She slipped to her knees, taking my hard cock in her mouth, and loving it. I responded quickly as I started to cum. My legs shook. Janet gripped my ass cheeks, pulling my cock deep into her mouth. I came hard, filling her mouth. She held me there until she had swallowed every drop, then slowly slipped my cock out, sucking hard on my head. I groaned and shuddered as my orgasm faded.

I pulled her up and quickly stripped off her clothes. I lowered her to the bed. I moved over her kissing her breasts and sucking her nipples. I kissed down her body and worshiped her pussy with my mouth, making her squirm as she started to cum violently over and over. The sexual energy was exquisite, driving us into a sexual frenzy. We fucked and came and fucked more. My stamina was strong, and I satisfied her every need as she satisfied mine.

Not once that night did I think of Anne. It was all Janet.

We spooned as we fell asleep, sleeping all night beautifully, waking as if we were in the same position as when we fell asleep. My morning wood was trapped between her thighs, resting against her smooth pussy.

I held her tight until I had to use the bathroom. I slipped out of bed, leaving her. I was peeing when her hand reached around and gripped my cock. A soft kiss, then another one was placed on my neck as she squeezed my cock. She held me, slowly stroking me. "I need this again, but we need to shower. I must get to the office, and you must see Anne."

Once the shower was hot, we stepped in and immediately kissed. I pushed Janet against the wall. She wrapped a leg around my hip and placed my cock between her lips. I thrust hard, pushing deep inside her, feeling my balls hanging free as our mounds pressed together. My cock was buried deep in her pussy. I spread my fingers across both ass cheeks and squeezed them, picking her up and pressing her against the wall. I fucked her hard and fast as my fingers crept between her cheeks, teasing her crinkled hole.

Janet moaned, "Oh God, Danny, push your finger up my ass."

I wiggled my finger against her tight hole as my cock filled her pussy repeatedly, making her moan constantly. I lay the tip of my middle finger against her crinkled hole and teased it. I pressed into the center of her muscle ring, slipping through and feeling the tight smooth sheath of her ass. I finger fucked her ass in rhythm with my cock strokes, and Janet went wild, cumming over and over my cock as I pounded both holes.

We made beautiful, passionate, lust-filled love until the water started to cool. We separated and exited the shower, and we dried quickly and dressed. While Janet fixed her make-up, I fixed coffee, eggs, and toast.

Janet looked lovely when she came down. She looked me in the eyes and kissed me. "Tomorrow night in your bed, I want you to take my ass, then fuck me all night long."

"I'll be here at six.

Janet kissed me softly, "Dan, thank you for an unforgettable night."

"No, Janet, Thank you!" I said as I stroked her cheek.

Before Janet left for work, I noted with her, "Nothing changes at work, no flirting, one eye, just business as usual."

"Yes, agreed."

I thought about Anne for the first time since I visited her yesterday. I knew that was wrong. Hell, all of what we had done was wrong!

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I went to see Anne later in the morning. She seemed better, so I was hopeful about her recovery. As we talked, Anne was finally beginning to understand why I had to put her in the hospital again, and she was OK with it. It was for her good and the good of our family. She had another week or so, then she would be home. She agreed to her treatment and the counseling, knowing it was for the best.

I locked my guilt away, so she saw nothing but her loving husband, which I indeed was.

Work was slightly strained, but all went well. But my mind was on getting Janet back in my bed tonight. My desire for her now was almost overwhelming. The gift of her ass first, followed by fucking her sweet pussy the rest of the night, was like a dream. I couldn't focus on getting much accomplished.

The day ended, thank God. I went home, showered, and changed. I called my kids and talked with my mom updating her on Anne. The call went well. I told them all I loved them and promised to have Mom on a call as soon as we could make it happen.

I texted Janet.

My text: "Going to visit Anne. It will be later, more like 7:00 pm."

Janet's text: "OK." was all she responded, knowing that was where my heart was. I had to see Anne.

Anne was happy to see me. She seemed much better that night, so the treatment was starting to work. I sat with Anne as she ate dinner. Then a bit longer. I told Anne of my call with the kids. I know Anne missed talking to them, so I promised her we would call them when mom was home.

Anne looked at me with sad eyes. "Danny, I am so sorry for how I have treated you over the past months. I am so ashamed. I love you so much, and I know you love me. Please forgive me."

"I loved you, Anne, even more than ever. We can work through this together. Get well, and it will all be fine." I kissed her softly.

A strong pang of guilt overtook my body. I was sad I had cheated on Anne. But as guilty as I was, I needed the emotional affection Anne was incapable of giving me now. Though a horrible thing to do, Janet was ready to satisfy my need. I could see Anne was becoming tired, so I kissed her good night and left, promising, "Babe, I will see you in the morning. "

I messaged Janet.

My text: "On my way."

I stopped a Peking Wall, a high-end Chinese restaurant I love, and picked up a variety of Chinese dishes, egg rolls, and dumplings for our sex feast before we got busy.

Janet was waiting and pulled me into a passionate kiss when I arrived. She held me tight, confirming that we were doing this again. I uncorked a bottle of Ao Yun Shangri-la, an excellent Chinese red wine I knew Janet would love.

We ate and kissed and ate. Then we fucked for a good while until I came inside Janet. We ate more, refueling. Then Janet gave me her first blow job, taking me deep, swallowing my entire load. It was incredible.

We lay back resting. Janet fed me dumplings and red wine. It was an erotic night that got even better later. Janet was staying the night, so there was no rush. We made love twice more, then slept for a few hours.

I woke with a warm mouth around my cock. I looked down in the faint light and saw a blonde head bobbing on me. Her fingers were caressing my balls and playing over my tight asshole. No one had ever done that before, but Janet did it. The feeling was incredible. I knew if I came, I would not be able to cum for a while. I wanted to fuck Janet's sweet ass filling her ass with cum, so I pushed her off onto her back.

I smiled at her and slid down her beautiful body, kissing my way along, sucking her hard nipples one at a time and biting on them, making her coo. I knew she loved it.

A deep pang of guilt raced through me, causing me to stop for a minute as I thought; Anne loves that too.

Then animal lust took over. I moved further down across Janet's firm belly, stopping to tease her innie navel. I licked all around it, teasing it, then planted light butterfly kisses over her bare mound. I loved that she was smooth like Anne, but she was different. Her lips were fatter, creating a deeper cleft between her legs. Her pussy gap made a wider separation between her thighs, showing her meaty lips flowering open, exposing me to her pink center. God, she was beautiful. Why any man that owned this pussy would ever cheat on it, I could not understand.

Then I thought of myself, asking the same question of Anne as my lover, WHY? The thought saddened me. A feeling of guilt spread through me because of what we had done. I decided that this was the last time for Janet and me, and I would enjoy it.

I returned to the moment, "Where are you, Dan?"

I looked into her eyes; they were full of lust for me. I quickly got back in the game.

"Sorry, a thought hit me." I leaned up and kissed Janet hard.

I moved back to where I was, gently pushing her legs apart and opening Janet's pussy to me. She was wet, glistening in the light, and Janet knew what to do as I pressed her legs open. She hooked her hands behind her knees and pulled them back and out, spreading herself wide open for me, giving her pussy and ass to me.

My favorite sexual thing is eating pussy. Janet's pussy was so sweet that I loved eating her, but she could never be as sweet as my Anne's.

The table was set; I leaned down, devouring Janet's delicious pussy, lapping up all the sweet cream she was leaking. I ate her until she came several times. Her body humped up off the bed as she came over and over, covering my face with her cream and screaming out. She covered her face with a pillow, trying not to alarm the neighbors.

Her pussy quivered, her tight little asshole pulsed, and her clit was out, so I sucked on it until she came. She was overwhelmed and screamed out breathlessly, "No More, No More, I can't take it!" pushing my head away.

I looked down at her as she was withering on the bed. Her fingers buried in her pussy fucking herself, keeping her orgasm roaring through her. It was amazing to watch.

Fuck, Anne jumped back in my head as guilt racked my mind once more. I looked down at Janet, and she saw the look in my eyes. Janet quickly moved to push me over on my back. "Come back to me, baby," crawling over me, she kissed me, sliding her tongue through my lips into my mouth.

Janet slowly lowered her sweat-covered body on top of me, mashing her breasts into my chest. I held her tight to me. She mewed like a little kitten. Her body was hot and trembling, and her breathing was uneven. She wanted me again.

I cleared my head. "I'm here, baby, but only for a little while."

I rolled her on her back and fucked her for the next hour. We had aggressive, raw sex. Fleeting thoughts of Anne lying in the hospital filled my head as I lay between Janet's legs and made her cum many times.

After we rested, Janet sucked me back to hardness and rolled over onto her knees with her face on the sheets. "Dan, please take my ass as my final gift?"

Our final sex act was for me to fuck Janet's ass. My cock grew hard at these words. I was ready. I played with Janet's ass cheeks and licked her asshole, wetting it. Janet reached under the pillow and gave me a tube of Astroglide. She came prepared for this, so I lubed up her asshole and my cock.

I slowly pushed my cock into her hot tight asshole. Her muscle ring finally relaxed, letting me in. I pushed in deeper until my balls pressed against her swollen pussy. The feeling of her ass pulsing around my cock was like nothing I had ever felt. I was so excited just by the experience Janet was giving me. I was edging, ready to cum right then. But no, I had to hold out and not cum too quickly. I stayed still, but my body started to tremble, and Janet knew what was happening.

Suddenly, I felt her fingers close around my balls, squeezing them until I groaned in pain. The sensation of cumming was gone in an instant.

"Now, Dan fuck my ass hard, take it. I am giving it to you this one time!"

I slipped out and pushed deep in once more. Janet's ass was tight; my cock relished the hot feeling as her ass gripped me. I fucked her ass slowly, then harder and faster as we set a rhythm fucking each other. It was a beautiful thing that lasted over thirty minutes. Janet came continuously for most of the time as I strummed her clit and fingered her pussy. She began shaking and moaning, as both of us were breathing as if we had just run a marathon.

I had not allowed myself to cum. I had not given myself that pleasure. It was bad enough to cheat on my wife, but it would be even worse if I were sexually satisfied doing it. Janet begged me to fill her ass with cum. My emotions were everywhere. What was I to do?

I fought hard, but I knew it was unfair to Janet, so I gave her my full cum load, pumping shot after shot of hot creamy cum up her ass. I reached down and strummed Janet's hard clit making her scream into the pillow as her biggest orgasm of the night gripped her, not letting go.

We finally collapsed together, exhausted. We slept, and I woke up early, around 4:30 am. I dressed, set up the coffee maker, and wrote a note to Janet. I left my car and called Uber to take me home.

I felt cheap and disgusted at what I had done over the past two days as my beautiful wife lay sick, locked away in the hospital's mental ward.

At home, I took a shower scrubbing Janet off me. I ate breakfast. I ordered flowers from an online florist to be delivered to my house. I sent a text to Janet, and it was business as usual again.

My text: "Janet, it was wonderful, thank you, but never again. It's back to business. Please read the note I wrote you, then destroy it. No Evidence!"

I left for the hospital.

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I woke, and Dan was not in bed. I smelled coffee, so I thought he was in the kitchen. I pulled on his white dress shirt without panties and walked to the kitchen. The light over the stove was on. The coffee was brewing, but there was no Dan. I saw a cup on the counter and a piece of paper folded underneath. I filled the cup, sat on an island stool, and opened the folded paper.

Janet,

These past several weeks have been hell, and I am not sure I could have made it through them without your being there for me. You are a wonderful woman in my heart, and, in another life, I could be happy being with you.

Sharing our bodies these two times together has been incredible, giving me the energy and release I desperately needed. I know what we did was wrong on so many levels, and there is no way to undo what we have done, but I would not do that even if I could. It was so loving and beautiful, but it can never happen again.

We are back to business as usual, and we will never mention what we have done again. Janet, you are an extraordinary person to me, my 'work wife', and I need you in that role.

You know I love my wife with all my heart. I could never do anything to hurt her. What we have done would kill her if she knew. Someday when the right time comes, I will have to tell her about us. It will be in many years, but I will have to confess that it is just who I am.

So, thank you, Janet, from my heart and every part of my body, for your support in every way.

Many thanks, and with the fondest feelings,

Dan

Tears ran down my cheeks as I read Dan's words. I love him but know that I can never have him. I was as close as I would ever be, and I could only be with him from now on as his muse and work wife.

I decided I needed to make our separation now as quick and painless as possible.

I showered, dressed, and gathered my things. I walked into the kitchen fully dressed and all business.

I called Dan, and it went to voice mail. The message ended, and I left mine, "Good morning, sir. I am leaving Blake Street now, and I will be in the office within the hour, so I will be available if there are things, I need to do for you. I have read your note and agree. I burned it and ran the ashes through the disposal."

"From this moment on, it is business as usual. Thank you for the wonderful times together and for being the man you are. I hope Anne is better today; tell her I said hello."

I hung up as tears started to fall. I took a deep breath and gathered myself. I poured a travel cup of coffee and was off. Our affair was over, never to be repeated. My heart was sad. I love Dan, but his heart was with Anne and always will be. Life goes on.

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I saw Anne twice a day for the next ten days. Finally, she was released. Her progress was significant. She seemed back to normal, certainly in a much better place than she had been in a long time. I had hoped that she would make a full recovery.

I went to the hospital today, hoping this was finally the day I would be able to take her home. The doctor greeted me and gave me the good word that Anne could come home. I was so happy.

I quickly texted Janet.

My text: "Anne is coming home today. Please order a lot of flowers for the house. Please go over and arrange them and light a few candles. I will be bringing Anne home after lunch today. You should not be there. I truly needed you, and you were there for me. I will never forget that!"

I wheeled Anne to the SUV and helped her into the seat. She was so happy to leave the hospital she cried. I kissed her and buckled her in. I was so happy she was back with me on the way home.

I told Anne that Janet had arranged all the flowers. Anne loved them and the scented candles Janet put out. It was a significant improvement over hospital smells.

After kissing and holding me for a long time, the first thing was to call the kids. They had a happy talk, laughing and getting caught up on what they had been doing. I got on the other line, and we all had a lovely family chat. We made plans for my parents to bring the kids back in three weeks. That gave Anne and me enough time to get her completely well and back in the mainstream.

Later we grilled a nice steak and baked potatoes with asparagus. We sat cuddling on the deck, drinking a good bottle of wine. Only one glass for Anne but several for me. I was fighting the guilty demon but couldn't do anything about it yet.

After dinner, Anne was tired and wanted to go to bed. I was also tired, so I joined her, and we cuddled, kissed, and made sweet love, slow and easy, until we were both satisfied. It was beautiful and long-needed for both of us.

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Life moved back to normal over the next several weeks. We made love at least once a day, varying what we shared, but she gave me wonderful blow jobs, and I ate her pussy every morning. Our life was beautiful once again.

At work, things were every day as well. Janet and I understood what had happened and were OK. We knew we would always be there when we needed each other, and hopefully, that would never be the case.

Our kids came home, and Ann and I were back to being parents, and our lust for each other began to wane again. Not because we didn't want each other every day, but because work and child-raising created medium exhaustion much of the time.

Our love for each other was never stronger than it was when we married. We were in bed or the shower fucking or making love when we got the time every chance we could. There was always a strong desire between us.

Overall, life could not have been better. Love was in the air and our hearts.

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The next three years were wonderful.

After fully resolving Anne's depression issues, she flourished. Her work in our church, the PTA, and other community groups kept her busy when the kids were in school. She was so happy being a wife and a mother to our children and me and me. As part of her therapy, she started a fitness routine. Her body was already perfect to me, but her doctors wanted her to create endorphins every day. She joined a gym, hot yoga, and palate classes and had a trainer she used twice a week. In a brief period, she looked even more incredible.

Anne and I were so in love we wanted each other and had a tough time keeping our hands off when others were around. At parties, we would always sneak off to the bathroom or somewhere hidden to play with each other. When we got home those nights, we would have animal sex ravaging each other. It was like we were kids in our first days together fourteen years ago.

The beautiful thing was those feelings were stronger than three years ago. We make love every night and many mornings start the day the same way.

Our children were growing so fast and would be teenagers soon. We were looking at private schools for them to attend for a proper education. Most of the best schools were away from where we live and would require them to board. We were a close family, so this was a hard decision to make, but we finally decided that we would enter them in The Webb School near Nashville, Tn, when they reached thirteen.

We had one year until they would be off, and we would be empty nesters for the first time. We devoted our entire years to do as many family things as possible. Both boys needed to go to the same school.

My business was growing, and Janet and I were still strictly business.

Life could not have been better.

Then today happened!

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