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would always make some comment.  Things like, “She’s cute but you could do better,” or “Her really? Hmm…I just imagined you with someone different.”  My favorite was probably, “if I was her I would…”  She would always say that after she asked about how a date went.  She always said something complimentary to me while subtly knocking my date.  I realized that she was jealous.  I played that knowledge to my advantage. 
     
    One night I stayed late at the office working on a project.  I was the last one on the floor that night.  Everyone had been gone for a couple of hours when April ended up coming back because she left her phone.  I acted like I didn't notice she had come back in.  She saw me, licked her lips, unbuttoned the top two buttons on her shirt and strolled over to my cubicle and started talking.  She wasn’t really talking about anything in particular, at least that I can remember. I wasn’t really paying attention. I was half working on my project and half checking out her rack while fantasizing about bending her over my desk.  I got hard thinking about it, realizing that latter had won. April noticed and smirked then she took a quick glance around the office.
     
    “Is anyone else here?” she asked.
    “Nope, just lonely little old me!” I grinned.
    “Good.”
    She stepped around my desk, stood in front of me and dropped down to her knees. She was so quick that before I had time to protest, not that I was going to, she had my belt unbuckled, pants unzipped and my manhood was free.  She looked at me and smiled.
    “That smile must mean you approve so are you just going to keep smiling at me or are you going to do something with it?”
    Yea, I was a cocky bastard, what can I say.  Her smile widened she looked back at my cock, licked her lips then sucked me off right there at my desk.  I don’t know if it was her or if it was the thrill of getting caught but that was on my list of top five blow jobs ever.  When she finished, she got back on her feet, pulled her skirt up to her waist and just stood there.
    “Wyatt, I want you!” she said.  “Fuck me, right here!”
    So I did! Just like I had fantasized, I turned her around and pushed her forward so that she was leaning on my desk.  I reached for my wallet and pulled out a condom, slid on it on and fucked her right there on my desk.  All she was supposed to be was a hot piece of ass that I could tap at work. That was all I wanted from the first time I saw her and in the beginning that's all she was.  We would meet at lunch in a storage closet or after work in my SUV. She didn’t even know where I lived for the first four months that we were screwing.  Right about then, I got really sick.  I had come down with bronchitis, and being stubborn, didn’t get it treated quickly enough so it turned into walking pneumonia.  I will admit I’m a big baby when I’m sick, so I was out of commission big time.  April had somehow convinced my buddy Phil, via Facebook messages, to give her my address. She showed up at my house unannounced with chicken noodle soup, ginger ale and a copy of “The Hangover” on DVD. 
     
    “Thank you, you really didn’t have to do that.”
    “Of course I did!  That’s what girlfriends do, silly boy.” 
    Oh fuck, I thought. This isn't good , but I was too sick to argue so I let it go for the time being.  I tried to address it a couple of times when I was feeling better but she somehow always distracted me and change the subject.  Usually it was with wild sex and I really didn’t complain at first.  Plus it was cool having someone around who wanted to do everything for you so I let it go.   Time passed and eventually I fell for her.  In the beginning she was great, but there were always red flags.  Things like hiding her phone or our plans would change or get cancelled at the last minute because as she would say, “my girls need me.” “Pay close attention to the red flags” is one