Jana "Jana, you better not be asleep right now, you do not want to be late on your first day, now do you?"

My eyes flew open as I heard my roommate Claire's voice across the hallway. I looked at the clock, and I could have sworn that time froze for a second before I felt myself moving. I had the quickest shower in the history of showers and rushed out of our small crappy apartment, shouting a goodbye at Claire before hopping into my beat-up beetle. Thankfully I got to my office on time.

My name is Jana Summers. I'm a 24-year-old graduate from UC Berkley, and I just landed a job with one of the biggest tech firms in the country as the CEO's secretary.

Just as I settled behind my desk, the intercom on my table buzzed, signaling that my boss needs my attention. I stood up from my table and walked to his office. I haven't seen my boss before, but I can tell you this, I wasn't prepared for what I saw.

Standing behind the desk was a god and nothing less. He was probably around 6 ft, 3 in; his sharp nose and strong jawline exuded dominance, and his physical build was something you did not want to get into a ring with. And I knew for a fact he was 43 years old. How did someone that old look that good?

I must have been gawking at him because what I heard made my whole face turn beet red.

"Are you done eye-raping me, Miss Summers?"

"Oh my god, I'm sorry, sir."

"Take a seat, we have much to discuss."

We sat, and he began telling me about my duties and obligations. I'm sure I didn't hear half of what he was saying because I just kept watching how his mouth moved, dreaming of it doing unholy things to me.

"Miss Summers, if you keep looking at me like that, I will bend you over this table and fuck you."

If I was aroused before, I was a river now.

"Would that be such a bad thing, sir?"

He looked at me, and I held his gaze. No one said anything, we let our eyes do the talking. We were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door opened to reveal an elderly man.

"That will be all, Miss Summers."

I stood on unsteady legs and walked out of his office, exchanging greetings with his visitor.

As I got to my seat, I knew I was in trouble. How would I survive the sexual tension in the office? I knew he was married and that he had two kids with his wife, Marie, and I wasn't one to try and come between their union, or any marital union for that matter. But I wanted him so bad. 

I took deep breaths. We're just going to have to tough this one out, girl.

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It's been two months since I started working for Mr. Johnson, and I must say, it has been two very difficult months. The sexual tension is so thick you could cut through it with a knife. It's so frustrating to see what you want right there when you know you can't take it. I surprised myself even. I've never been one to have any sort of interest in older guys, and the only thing stopping me from doing him is his wife.

It was an hour past closing time when my intercom buzzed. I sighed, stood up, and went into his office.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Yes, Jana"

I froze for a second. This was the first time he has ever used my first name, it had always been 'Miss Summers' before. I closed the door and stood behind his desk. He stood up and went to the door, locking it. My heartbeat sped up at the sound of the door locking. I was so lost in myself that I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard his voice behind my ear and felt his hand circle my waist.

"Jana... do you have any idea what you do to me?"

Electricity zipped through me as he kissed the soft spot behind my ear, and I completely forgot who I was when he turned me around and kissed me. It all happened so fast. One minute we were kissing, and the other I was bent over his desk while he pounded me from behind.

Regret and satisfaction coursed through me by the time we were done, and as I gathered my clothes, I wanted to make sure he knew this couldn't happen again.

"Mr. Johnson, this was a mistake and shouldn't happen again."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Yes sir, I'll be on my way home."

I heard Johnson's laughter follow me out of the office.

It's been 4 months since then, and I am ashamed to say it, but I have been sleeping with my boss the entire time. And there are nights, like last night, that he spends the night in my bed. I turned to take a look at his face. He was sound asleep, and I began to wonder if he loved his wife and if he would eventually leave her.

Lucas Johnson stirred in his sleep and stretched his hands above his head. He finally woke and looked at me.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

He rolled me on my back and entered me in one savage thrust, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he began to move, and soon, he was pounding into me with ferociousness.

"Fuck, Jana!!"

"Ahh...yes..."

We continued in sighs and screams, the headboard hitting the wall adding to our soundtrack, and then he stilled over me and came, pulling me with him. We stayed like that for a few moments, trying to catch our breaths, and then he moved away.

"Now that's a good way to wake up..."

He chuckled, rolling off of me.

"Do you love your wife?"

The question was out before I could stop myself. Lucas tensed and then sighed. He sat up with his back against the headboard and looked at me. I did the same.

"I love Marie, we've been together for 12 years, and we created 2 beautiful children."

"Then why are you doing this?"

"I... I'm not sure I know. I think it's just the thrill, or maybe because I'm just so attracted to you..."

"Have you done this before...cheated, I mean?"

"Oh no, this is a first."

I sighed, and then it hit me: I was beginning to fall in love with an older man that I could never have and I was helping destroy another woman's home. On top of that, I knew for a fact that, to him, I was just a booty call and he wouldn't ever fall in love with me...unless I made him. Did I want to go down that road? 

Marie I knew Lucas was cheating. I had known for about 2 months now, but I didn't want to believe my Luke would cheat, not after everything we'd been through together... but the pictures in my hand confirmed my suspicions. Every time he said he was working late or on a business trip, he was right here in California with his mistress. I think her name was Jana.

I wanted to leave, but I had 2 kids to think of, and I didn't want that bitch to win. Plus, I still loved that bastard. I don't want her taking over my home. So I guess I had only one choice left: I had to fight for my marriage. But what if he didn't want to be fought for?

I heard the front door open, and before Lucas came into our bedroom, I quickly stashed all the pictures in one of my drawers in our closet. I went to the mirror and fixed my face, then I made one decision. I was going to fight for my marriage, and even if it didn't work out, at least I could say I tried.

As Lucas walked through the door, I walked—more like sashayed—to him and placed a passionate kiss on his lips, ignoring the smell of cheap perfume and the taste of a foreign lipstick.

"Welcome home, honey, I was getting worried."

Lucas dropped his suitcase on the floor and gathered me up into his arms, burying his face in my neck and breathing me in.

"I missed you so much."

"I know...I mean, what other reason is there for you to be sniffing me like a dog."

Lucas threw his head back and laughed. I truly missed his laughter, and then it hit me that we'd hardly spent time in each other's company for some years now, and I was more than determined to bring 'us' back.

"Hey babe, guess what?"

"What?"

"You're not going to work today."

Lucas furrowed his brows and tilted his head.

"Why?"

"Because you and I are going to spend time together and then we have a date, and if you're good...you might get something good too."

I said the last part rubbing myself all over him, and I smiled when I saw him smirk a little bit, but then I saw him frown, and I knew he was about to do something stupid, like refuse my request. As he opened his mouth to refuse, I cut him off quickly.

"Now, I don't care if you have a very important meeting with Trump. Call your secretary and have her reschedule. I'm not taking no for an answer, Mister."

I stood akimbo and frowned up at him. He sighed and took out his phone. After tapping away at his phone for some time, he smiled at me and raised his hand in a sweeping gesture.

"Done, my lady."

I laughed at his shenanigans and went to the kitchen to prepare something sumptuous for breakfast after seizing his phone and laptop and giving strict instructions to bathe and change into something extra comfy before coming down for breakfast.

Immediately after I got to the kitchen, I picked up my phone and made reservations at Alamondè, the most exclusive restaurant in the state. I set about making breakfast, and as I set the table for Lucas and the boys, I felt a pair of familiar strong arms wrap around me and the smell of his aftershave filled my nostrils.

"You smell good, sir."

"Why thank you, Mrs. Johnson."

He wrapped his hands around me fully as I turned to face him and brought his head down for a kiss. His tongue slipped into my mouth, and I realized just how much I'd missed this. Things were beginning to get pretty heated when we heard the sound of our twin boys.

"Ewwww..."

We broke apart quickly and stared at each other, the message very clear in our eyes. We were finishing this the second our boys left for school. 

The air was charged as our boys chatted on and on about school and the girls they liked and, of course, the teachers they hated. After the breakfast convo and forcing them to eat their beans, we saw them off to the car, where their driver was waiting for them. We waved them off, and the second Lucas closed the door behind us, he was pulling me into his arms.

"Now, where were we?"

He brought his lips down to meet mine with a ferociousness I found difficult to match. He lifted me and placed my back against the door, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. He trailed kisses down my neck and pressed his teeth into my neck.

"Lucas...ahh..."

He continued his assault on my neck until I was moaning mess. He pulled away and looked deep into my eyes.

"Bedroom...now..."

He squeezed my ass hard before letting me slide down his body to stand on my feet. Now that was new, Lucas had never been rough with me before.

We barely made it to the bedroom. Our clothes were strewn all over the place, from the stairs to the bed. By the time we got there, we were both in our birthday suits. Lucas pushed me down to the bed and crawled up between my legs like a hungry predator. He began kissing from my ankle up to my knees, and I couldn't help but moan deep in my throat as he kissed the underside of my knee. He looked into my eyes and smirked as he lowered his head to my nether region. My eyes widened in surprise and anticipation, and I thought for a second, he won't do what I think he wants to do... right?

"Fuck!!!...Lucas!!!"

My back bowed off the bed as his mouth made contact with my clit. He flicked it with his tongue, and I could have sworn there were stars in our room. He continued his assault on my pussy, stroking his tongue in and out, imitating the act of sex itself. I could feel my orgasm building, and I shattered in a million pieces when he pinched my nipple and sucked hard on my clit.

“LUKE!!!...ahhh...fuck!!!”

"That's it, baby, let it go."

I rode out my orgasm on his fingers as he moved himself up and over me, whispering sweet nothings in my ear as I came down from my high.

Just as I recovered my senses, he drove himself hard and deep into me. My mouth opened wide at the invasion. He's always taken it easy on me. Lucas intertwined our hands and raised them above our heads while I wrapped my legs around his waist, forcing him deeper. He slowly pulled out and thrust in deep and hard. He buried his head in my neck as he picked up his pace and angled his hips so he was hitting my g-spot. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my back arched, and I began to move my hips to meet and match his thrusts. Lucas liked that because he only began to move harder, deeper, faster.

"Yes, Lucas...right there, baby!!!"

"Marie...Fuck!!! Your pussy feels so good."

I began to scream, not caring if my neighbors heard us or not. I felt my stomach began to coil familiarly, and I opened my mouth to warn him, but only moans and screams came out. Soon I was falling and shattering in a million pieces as my orgasm took over me.

"Fuck baby... I'm cumming!!!"

Lucas drove himself into me one last time and stilled as he spilled his seed into me.

"Aahh...Marie..."

Lucas peppered kisses on my neck, face, and jaw as we hung on to each other for dear life. He rolled on his back, pulling me with him while cradling my head against his chest. I wrapped my hands around his torso and sighed deeply. I noticed a few things today: he was rougher than usual, and he did things to me that he hasn't done in all 17 years of our relationship, not even in the 5 years we were dating.

He must have learned that from Jana. But what if that wasn't all? What if there were more? Lucas was my first and only. I married him when I was just 21, and we've been dating since I was 16. I needed an expert opinion and advice, and if there was more to learn, I would. The next time we had sex, I'd be the one with surprises.