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Stuart gently licked the folds of flesh between my thighs.  His lips and tongue focused on my clit and forced the orgasms to continue until juices flowed from my body.  Stuart then pulled away from me and sat up as he put on a condom.  Even in the darkness of the room I could see his face glisten with my essence.  
    Using my feet, I scooted myself up toward the head of the bed and motioned for him to join me.  I needed to fuck this man… NOW! 
    The softness of the pillows enveloped me as the weight of Stuart’s body on top of mine pressed me into them.  His breath was hot against my neck as he pushed his way inside me and my hips lifted and ground against his pelvis with every stroke.  I felt the pressure building between my thighs as every thrust brought me closer and closer to that perfect place in time.  That place where everything disappeared and all I felt, heard, sensed was the culmination of ecstasy rushing through my body. 
    My fingernails dug into the skin of his back and drew blood as my body bucked against his in total, utter and complete euphoria.  He growled a low moan, and I felt him join me in that moment. Collapsing atop me, I felt the rush of his heartbeat against mine.  We had done it… We had finally done it.  We came together as one being, as one energy, and it was perfect.
    “Dear You,
    The early morning light stole my lover from me.  It was probably for the best.  All too often we confuse the intimacy of sex with the intimacy of love.  I cannot allow myself to do this.  He broke my heart, and because of that, I could never trust him again. 
    We have our meeting today.  Will the actions from last night affect our business relationship?  I hope not.  I was sent here to do a job… I think.
    Was I really sent here for this meeting?  Hmm, now that I think about it, we usually handle these things over the internet.  She did this on purpose!  She knew what would happen between him and me!
    Boss Lady, I know you’re reading this blog.  I have two words for you… Thank you!  Sometimes I think you know me better than I know myself.  Well, off to get showered, dressed, and to the meeting. 
    So today, dear readers, I leave you with this question…
    Can a shared sexual intimacy heal a broken heart and allow for trust to take over once again?
    ~Amia”

 
    CHAPTER FIVE
    “Through this campaign, we will reach millions of customers on a daily basis, and that, ladies and gentlemen, is why you hired Millian’s.”  I stood at the head of a long table surrounded with executives that were all clapping at my presentation.  I had done it.  I had pulled off the meeting and left them knowing we were the right choice.  I knew Jo would be proud of me.
    After fielding a few questions and making nice with the board members, I placed my papers in my satchel, grabbed my jacket, and started to head out of the conference room when Stuart stopped me in the hall.
    “Amia, we need to talk.”  Stuart stood in front of me with his hands in his pockets. I could tell by his demeanor that he was nervous.
    “Is everything alright?  Did you have questions about the campaign?”  I pulled the strap of my satchel over my shoulder as I awaited his reply.
    “I need to see you before you have to go back.  We have a lot to talk about.  Can I pick you up after work and take you out?  Show you around Glasgow?  I would like to cook for you, if you’re okay with that?”  He rambled as he spoke.  It was as if he were afraid that if he didn’t say it all at once, he would lose his nerve, and never say it.
    “Sure, Stuart, I would really like that.  You’ve always talked about your cooking and working under Chef Ramsay, so I want to see just what you’re capable of doing.  There’s no need to pick me up though, I’ll have Jeffrey bring me to your place around seven. Is that alright?”  I bit the inside of my cheek to keep myself from smiling and to remind myself that he had broken my