The Secret Affair with My Married Boss (18+) ✔

E I G H T - U N C E R T A I N T I E S

It felt amazing when they kissed. They both couldn't get it out of their minds. She couldn't help thinking of him. She liked him too and even though he said he felt the same way, she didn't trust him. He wanted to have a relationship with her outside of his marriage and she didn't feel comfortable with that. She'd date him but not give him her all; She would never make that mistake again. It didn't sit well with her that he was willing to cheat on his wife and she wasn't entirely sure if she wanted to be involved with a married man.

But, here she was on a bright Saturday afternoon sitting in his car while he drove them out of town. The days flew by quickly much to her dismay. It had been a while since she went out on a date and her anxiety made her wish the days would just go by slower. She wasn't prepared for this date.

The music in the vehicle was low and soft. They were both lovers of 90's R&B, something they had in common.

She glanced over at his left hand resting on the steering wheel and the other placed on his thigh. She licked her lips, thinking of how sexy he looked today. He was dressed rather casually — in a black Jeans and a dark green Tee-shirt. His intoxicating perfume filled the air-conditioned mustang.

He felt her gaze on him and a sly smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. He liked this woman. There was just something about her that pulled her towards him, something he couldn't quite describe. He just knew she was different and he really didn't care that he was married.

"So, where are we going?" She asked after awkwardly clearing her throat.

He glanced over at her for a second, before returning his attention to the busy road. He loved the jeans dress that she was wearing. It was casual, simple and it made her curves look even more sexy. Her hair was up in a ponytail and he wished she'd let it down, it looked more beautiful that way.

"I'd love to introduce you to my favorite restaurant and chill spot. They have the best barbecue," He stated.

"Sounds nice. I haven't had barbecue in years. How much further?"

"The restaurant is out of town, we may arrive in an hour," He informed.

"Oh," A small smile crept upon her cheeks. She liked his idea for this date. She loved long drives. It soothed her.

She stuck her hand through the window, feeling the wind rushing by. She closed her eyes and took a huge whiff of the fresh air. She grinned in satisfaction. She had longed for this.

He watched her from the corner of his eyes. She was oddly silent and he didn't know what to say to her. She seemed content but was she really enjoying the beginning of their date? Was this enough for her? He wanted to ask but he just couldn't find the words.

He turned the volume up to the sound of Mark Morrison's Return of the Mack. At the sound of one of her favorite songs, her eyes opened and she spun around so quickly, she almost gave herself a whiplash.

"Oh my God!" She beamed, "This is one of my favorites!"

He grinned at her with a quick glance, "Yeah? Me too."

She turned the volume up a little louder and bobbed her head to the rhythm while singing the chorus,

"You lied to me. All those times I said that I loved you. You lied to me. Yes, I tried, yes, I tried. You lied to me. Even though you know I'd die for you
You lied to me. Yes, I cried, yes, I cried."

His grin grew so wide, his jaw almost hurt. He had never met a woman who vibed to songs like these. Never. Not even his own wife. His wife, Hillary, would simply turn the music off or put in a different CD, but, Hailey was different.

Her voice was so beautiful and angelic that he couldn't help singing along with her,

"Return of the mack. It is return of the mack. Come on, return of the mack. Oh, my god, You know that I'll be back."

They laughed and sang together. She felt alive and delighted. Maybe this date wasn't a bad idea.

♡

When they arrived at the restaurant, they ordered barbecue chicken and glasses of martini. He was right — their barbecue was to die for.

After they had finished their meals, they took a short stroll on the field behind the restaurant. They talked about anything that came to mind. Their conversations were filled with laughter and fun.

Eventually, they returned to the car and he turned the stereo back on. Upon hearing her most favorite song — Too close by Next — she squealed and playfully slapped his arm.

"This is my most favorite!"

He chuckled, "I know, you told me. I put it on repeat for you."

Her heart fell as a small smile etched across her lips, "Really?"

He nodded, "Yeah."

She stared at him, unable to stop smiling. That was so sweet and considerate of him. No one had ever done something like that for her.

He reached out to caress her face gently and she involuntarily leaned her face deeper into his soft palm. He smiled as he stared at her. She was a beauty. Leaning over, he whispered,

"Are you mine now?"

She pursed her lips, offering a tight smile and shrugged her shoulders. She wasn't sure. She didn't want to give in so quickly. What were his true intentions for her?

He released a sigh and leaned in further before planting his lips on hers. She lost all concentration the moment his lips joined hers. She scooted closer towards him, not daring to break their heated kiss. Even though she basically melted in their kiss, she couldn't allow herself to close her eyes. It always felt awkward to close her eyes whilst kissing. She'd prefer to keep them open and stare downwards.

Their kiss became more heated and passionate. Their tongues collided and fought for dominance. Their chests heaved as their breathing became erratic. He wanted to feel more of her.

Breaking the kiss, he effortlessly pulled her over onto his lap, her back pressed against the steering wheel. They stared at each other long and intensely. She could feel her pussy starting to clench and he could feel his cock starting to harden. It was undeniable — the attraction and sexual tension was evident.

But did she want this?