The heat between us was immeasurable. Standing so close after everything that had already happened on the train made the air feel heavy and charged. Both of us already knew how things were going to turn out soon, the only real question was how long we could keep quiet with her son just one room away.
"Say, Heather… didn't you miss me?" I asked as I moved even closer. My fingers caught the thin strap of her soft peach dress and slowly slid it down her right shoulder, exposing more of her warm, smooth skin.
Heather melted into the contact almost immediately. Her breathing grew heavier, and I could already see her nipples stiffening under the fabric of her dress. The tension she had been holding since the elevator began to crack under my touch.
"I missed you so much, Alex… I couldn't stop thinking about you," Heather moaned softly, her voice thick with restrained desire.
