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Part 1
I set at my desk eyeing the man who stole my soul.
He stood about 6ft Tall.
His eyes told the story of a Nympho.
He was every fucking thing a woman wanted and needed in a man

What I wouldn't give to taste this man.
He had Carmel smooth skin. His facial hair was neatly trimmed. I could tell he had a banging body under that suit he wore. He always kept his dreads fresh and styled.
His scent linger when he left the room.

*Ring *Ring *Ring

My thoughts were interrupted by a call
"Hello Mr Rights office"
"Hello Layla will you connect me to my Husband?"
"Sure thing Mrs Right you have a wonderful day"
"Boss your wife is on line one connecting your call now"
*Click I hung up the phone and got back to my thoughts of that fine man who I've worked for 5 years as his assistance.
We flirted with one another for years I never knew he had a woman in his life until last year I made reservations for his wedding.

I was heartbroken I still played it cool and even though the man I love didn't belong to me...I still wanted his touch I still wanted to know how he would feel inside me...I wanted him with every bone in my body and I will not stop until he's mines...

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