Alysia
I wobbled toward the elevator while breathing in and out with every step.
"Good morning, Mrs. Johnson." I heard from the side of me and I smiled a warm, friendly smile his way. "Good morning Mr. Walker." I greeted as I stepped on, holding the elevator doors opened to allow him to get on as well.
Elijah Walker was one of my co-workers, he taught music to the kids and he was very talented. He played the piano, saxophone, guitar, and he was a great singer.
As usual, once we both stepped on the elevator and the doors shut, the tension grew thick. I could feel him burning a whole through my backside, while I tried to control my breathing.
Elijah and I never did anything, we were both married, but I couldn't pretend like there was no sexual attraction between us, even if we both knew not to act on it.
My sex drive was through the roof while I was pregnant and Jermaine and I never saw each other much except for the weekends because I worked all morning, and he worked half the night.
It was as if it was taking forever to get from the first floor to the fourth floor and no one was getting on. The universe was trying to ruin my marriage, because the longer it took, the closer he got and the more my breathing hitched.
"Alysia." I heard him mumble and felt his hand graze my hip. His low tone mixed with his soft, but firm touch made me feel like he needed me.
"Hmm?" I hummed staring so hard at the metal doors I felt a stiffness in my neck, but I could see him staring at my reflection through the elevator doors.
"I'm ready when you are, gorgeous." he told me, never taking his eyes off of my reflection. I was at a loss for words as I stared back at him. Once the numbers finally rose up to number four, Elijah walked to the far side of the elevator just before the doors opened.
"Have a good day, Mrs. Johnson." he said before leaving and I hesitantly did the same.
"Jesus." I mumbled.
I knew that I would have had a fit if another woman was making Jermaine feel the way I felt at the moment, but it was only my pregnancy hormones. At least that's what I told myself, when in reality the same tension was there even before that.
I pulled out my phone the second I walked back in my classroom, even though I was supposed to be picking my students up from their gym class. The phone rang and rang in my ear and just before I was about to hang up, there was an answer.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby." I mumbled plopping down onto the chair behind my desk. "You got a few minutes to talk?"
"You know I always have time for you babe. You okay?" Jay asked and I could hear him finding comfort to before giving me his undivided attention.
"I'm okay. I just miss you." I told him. "And I'm really horny. This baby is driving me crazy." I chuckled and he did the same.
"If you need me to come through just say the word." He flirted and I smiled through the phone.
"I don't have time for that, crazy." I laughed
"Well, pop that leg up on the desk and tell me how much you miss daddy." he demanded as if he knew my panties would soak just from his tone.
"I miss you daddy." I giggled while brushing my fingertips over the wetness of my panties.
"Slide them to the side." he told me, like he could see me, but truth was he just knew me so well. "You wet for me yet?"
"Mhm." I hummed rubbing my middle finger over the sensitive knob that was my clitoris. "Always."
