[LeDivorcee]

"I think we've done enough drinking tonight," I answered. "We still
have that luncheon tomorrow before we fly home, and even though it's
not 'til noon, I don't want to be hung over for it."

"Alright," she said. "You want to watch TV though? Maybe rent a
movie...the company's paying for it after all." I told her it sounded
like a great idea, and followed Nicole to her room. I took my coat
off, loosened my tie, and took a seat next to her on the couch. After
flipping through the movie channels, we decided to watch "Dangerous
Liaisons" on HBO rather than renting a movie. I had seen it before,
but didn't mind watching it again. We were chatting and watching the
movie when a thought popped into my head.

"Why don't women dress like that anymore?" I asked without thinking. I
was referring to the period costumes the actresses wore which pushed
their breasts up, and almost out of their dresses.

"Well, if you want, you can take a cab down Sunset and see plenty of
hookers with boobs hanging out," she answered. Again, I was shocked by
Nicole's language. We were definitely feeling very open and
comfortable in each other's company now. "Besides," she continued.
"Women today can be sexier. All those girls did was expose their
chest. Today, we can be more subtle, and still sexy."

"I don't know that I agree with that," I responded.

"C'mon," she began, "Take what I'm wearing." She stood up in front of
me. "It's very professional, and acceptable at work, but still sexy.
Don't you agree?" She stood in front of me for a second, posing a bit.
Nicole was wearing a nice navy blue suit, with a long sleeved top that
came down in the center to hint at her cleavage. The matching skirt
was incredibly short, and I wondered why I hadn't noticed earlier. Her
long brown hair was pinned up, and she wore nude stockings on her long
legs. A pair of matching heels finished the ensemble. At once, I as
overwhelmed by the beauty of this older woman.

"Yes," I answered. "It is sexy....I would say very sexy." For a
second, everything seemed to stop. Although the movie played on, I
didn't hear a thing. Our eyes locked, and the room was suddenly filled
with a sexual tension that was obvious to both of us. Nicole mumbled
something I didn't notice to try and defuse the moment, and sat back
down on the couch.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her as she sat next to me. I could
picture myself pushing her down on her back. In my mind, we undressed
each other and made love on the couch. I had fantasized about fucking
Nicole countless times. I thought about Nicole almost every time I got
aroused, even with my roommate Elisa, who was attractive enough that I
shouldn’t have needed a fantasy. Still, I had never really considered
it seriously. After all, Nicole was 28, married, and in a position to
have me fired.

I sat there staring at her for several seconds without trying to conceal
my lust. "Look, you're missing the movie," she said when she noticed.

I made a quick decision before making the boldest move of my young life.
"I've already seen the movie," I said. "And even if I hadn't, I would
still rather look at you."