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in music, food, movies and there was nothing sexier than Kent’s dirty humor. He made her laugh and blush so hard that she would blush bright red and snort with laughter at the same time.
                  “Get it together, Leanna,” Leanna said to herself.
                  The words did nothing to stop the wetness pooling between her legs. Her clit was so swollen she could barely think straight. All she needed was the release. She pulled down her yoga pants, pulled her thong to the side and slipped her hands between her legs. Leanna bit her lip, savoring the feeling of her fingers on her pussy. It felt so good. In her head it wasn’t her hand but Kent’s. His fingers were diving deeper inside of her. No, not her fingers but a rock hard cock, thick and long, not for Jennifer, but for her. It was Kent’s strong hands on her breasts, touching her nipples as he grinded into her.
                  “Oh, God,” Leanna came hard on her hand, arching her back as the orgasm rippled through her body.
                  As Leanna came down, she sat up on the edge of the bed, not feeling relief as she expected, but anger and frustration. Kent should be here with her. Yes, he was technically married to someone else, but only out of obligation. The marriage had ended long ago. She felt her resolve deepen. If Kent would not make the move, she would have to take matters into her own hands and not just pathetic masturbation sessions alone in her room. She was going to have to show Kent that they belonged together. He was going to fuck her and like it if it was the last thing she did.
     

Chapter 2
     
                  Leanna peered out the window as Jennifer’s Lexus pulled into the driveway. Jennifer’s skinny oval faced was mashed into a scowl as she slammed the car door closed. It did not take long for Leanna to hear screaming. Within the hour, Jennifer was changed into her power suit and skidding out of the driveway. Leanna was already ready for the next phase of her plan. Anytime Leanna went over, she was usually wearing a sweatshirt and yoga pants. Today, however, Leanna pulled out a green summer dress. She had tanned, olive-skin that just glowed against the fabric. To make it even better, it was short, and wearing heeled sandals would make her curvy legs look even longer. Leanna watched the Lexus peel down the lane and then walked over to see Kent.
                  Before she could even knock on the door, Kent opened it. His eyes seemed dull and had dark bags under them. He was in low-hanging pajama bottoms and no shirt. He scanned her up and down and Leanna smirked.
                  “Can I come in?” Leanna asked, keeping her focus on his face not his abs.
                  “Um,” Kent said, clearly still looking at her legs.
                  He rubbed the back of his neck, and nodded.
                  “Thanks,” Leanna said, walking pass him.
                  Leanna stood in the foyer, leaning on one of the pillars and still smirking at him.
                  “Wow, you–look great. A bit early for dresses, huh?” Kent said, shutting the door.
                  “Nope, not when you have a date later. I was just trying things on. I just wanted to clear the air first.”
                  Kent seemed frozen and a bit stunned that Leanna said ‘date’ which made her feel confident. Kent pointed to the leather sofa, a spot they had both spent many afternoons sitting and having coffee. Leanna intentionally sat further away on the sofa than she normally would have. Not just because she wanted to make him feel awkward, but she wanted him to have a clear view of her legs.
                  “So, um, what’d you want to talk about?” Kent asked, stealing another look at her legs.
                  “It’s been days since I’ve heard from