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Sequel the book "Kyle" - Nora Beam, a thirty year old doctor with a loving Husband and a three month old daughter seems to have everything together. But her world gets turned upside down when she meets her new intern Jude. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Dec 10, 2013    Reads: 361    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   

Jude scrambled off me as the panic set in. I pulled up my panties and sweat pants up quick. He looked around in a frenzy. "I forgot my wallet." Kyle called. He looked at me, and for the first time looked afraid. I pointed to my closet as I heard Kyle trot down the hall. I opened it, and he ran inside my walk in closet and I closed the door just as Kyle walked in.

"Hey baby." I said dryly, rubbing my eyes. I tried playing it cool but I was just so rattled. He squinted his eyes at me, and walked towards me, making my heart rush."It's okay , Nora. It's a good chance it is just late." He frowned, pulling me into a embrace.

He misinterpreted what my nervous behavior was. Good.
"I know." I whimpered. "Maybe I should stay here." Kyle shook his head.
"No!" I practically yelled. He raised a eyebrow at me. "I mean you already have plans, an-and you need a break. I know how hard you've been working. It's okay. Besides I need to do....to call Tim." I said, nervously trying to cover my own ass.

He looked at me warily and unconvinced. "Are you sure?" He muttered. I nodded, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Yes , go." Kyle smiled and gave me a strong -passionate kiss. "I swear I have the best women in the world." He smiled, and snatched his wallet off the bed stand. "I'll see you soon baby." He winked, and was out the door. If only he knew about the boy in his house.

When I heard the front door close, I let out a breathe and opened the closet. I almost laughed at the sight Jude sit next to my shoes, looking like a frightened cat. "He is gone. And you should be too." I said dryly. He nodded, and brushed himself off. He kissed my cheek and left swiftly out of my bedroom.

I sat down and sighed heavily again, then covered my face. ~*~

I have to admit, I am probably the definition of horrible wife. I loved Kyle, don't get me wrong. But something about Jude set me off. I was so...bizarre around him. Every time he got near I could smell aftershave and my blood would thicken. The sad thing was, it is just like in the beginning of my relation of Kyle. I have no interest in Jude besides, delicious, primal sex. And unlike Kyle, I knew, deep down, that'd never change.

He took me on my desk, while my door was locked. Usually after work, he'd yank my panties down and lift my dress up. And just like every young man he felt up every inch of me, including my vagina, which he'd leisurely stick his fingers in. He'd press my breasts against his hands, massaging them as he felt the space I could give on his rod. Sometimes I'd ride him, on my rolling chair- which was always eventful, or he'd do missionary almost on top of the desk. Eventually I even stopped feeling guilty.

The best part was none of my coworkers suspected anything, or his very well that they did. Outside the office in the main halls or around a patient, we were completely professional. Not even touching, which didn't effect me. Kyle didn't suspect anything either, because after Jude and I's tenth time fucking I began to be horny almost all the time. So results, Kyle and I fucked constantly. I began to think though, Kyle was developing a drinking problem, because him and his friend Eric went the bar almost four times a week.

And some nights I'd wake up, and he wouldn't be there. I'd get worried and call Eric, who was always sober enough to tell me Kyle was fast asleep.

One night when me and Kyle were having sex, Kyle bent me over and thrashed into me recklessly, causing a thumping pain. "Kyle, gentle." I gasped. And I didn't know he was drunk then too, until he told me the next morning he couldn't remember.

Kyle moaned sickly into my ear as I road him on our chair, while baby Liana played with her rubber elephant, Liana who was now six months- laughing, crying ,begging and speaking baby. "Nora." He moaned gently. I moaned back , as my head fell and I moved my hips he so gently squeezed. He started moving, lifting up a little so he could do the work.

I moaned aloud and threw my head back farther. "Oh Jude-" I moaned. I quickly realized my mistake as he slowed down, and starred at me.
"Jude?" He whispered, now completely still.


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