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Alexander raced home from work, and announced that Chloe would have to accompany him, to meet his boss for dinner and drinks, in an hour.

Chloe had arrived five minutes prior, after a grueling day. "Do you really need me to go with you?"

"Yes, you have to charm his wife while I secure a promotion."

She swallowed a heavy sigh and dressed hurriedly, with Alexander urging her, "Hurry up now, you're going to make us late."

Chloe threw on a formfitting, backless dress, and stepped into three inch heels.

"I hate how Carl leers at me. Do you remember when he tried to kiss me at the Christmas party?" She shivered with revulsion, wishing Alexander worked for someone else.

"Yes, but he was drunk, and if it gets me promoted, you'll kiss him anywhere he wants you to."

She rolled her eyes, adjusting her earrings in the mirror. "Let's just go get this over with."

Chloe forced a smile that didn't reach her eyes, and gritted her teeth, fending off advances until she couldn't take anymore. She excused herself to the ladies room with a large Long Island Iced Tea in hand.

She traversed the restaurant, in a direct line, looking for nothing more than clearly marked exits. She didn't notice the gentleman who entered as she made her momentary escape.

Aaron stepped through the door and watched Chloe race past him into the ladies room. She had the look of a desperate woman, and he was instantly captivated. He ordered a drink at the bar and watched the bathroom door.

Chloe sat in the ladies room, holding her breath, slamming her drink, and seething. If Carl puts his hands on me one more time, I'm going to explode.

She finished her drink, fixed her lipstick, and began to venture back to the table. Aaron made his way to her, and she watched him close the distance, unable to tear her gaze from him.

Aaron lifted her off her feet, and carried her into the cloakroom. He kissed her breathless, crushing her to him, and slowly slid her down his frame, pressing her buttocks to him, forcing her to feel every inch of his hardness against her belly, and then set her back on her feet.

Chloe was stunned, and her panties were soaked, from just one kiss. She'd forgotten how it felt to be fiercely attracted to a man. She knew it was wrong. She knew that she should walk away, and pretend the kiss didn't happen, telling herself, that's what a good wife would do.

Aaron handed his phone to her. "Enter your name and number here. I'll call you later tonight."

"I," she started, and then bit her lip.

"What is it?"

"I'm married," she confessed, staring hard at her shoes.

"That's not a marriage and you know it."

"How do you know? We just met."

"If you were my wife, I'd kill a man for putting his hands on you."

Chloe stared up at him, filled with hope and desperation. She took the phone.

Aaron watched her enter the information, locked eyes with her, and

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