refusal to âcheck inâ before going ahead. Down the hall, to the left, was the corner office belonging to her husband who was a principal on the lobbying side of one of the largest law firms in the country.
Sheâd been prepared to bypass his administrative assistant, Candy, as well, but she wasnât there. All the better for the element of surprise. Sherise wanted to catch Justin off guard so he couldnât dismiss her so easily. She wanted to talk to him, needed to talk to him.
However, she was the one caught off guard when she entered the office and saw Justin sitting at his desk, with a beautiful young woman leaning over him from behind. Both of them looked up immediately as she entered. Sherise tried to hide how much this scene irked her. Who in the hell was this woman?
She was a strikingly beautiful woman, who looked to be in her midtwenties. She had a classical type of beauty, and she looked to be of Italian or Spanish descent, with warm olive skin, dark hair, and large brown eyes. She was on the thin side, but she had enough curves to make her the kind of woman you wouldnât want to find hanging over your husbandâs shoulders, with her cleavage in full view.
âSherise.â Justin said her name as if he had just remembered it that second. âWhat are . . . Um, what are you doing here?â
âNice to see you too,â she answered, closing the door behind her.
She approached the desk as the young woman stood up. At least she no longer had her breasts all up in her husbandâs face.
âYouâre supposed to be in bed.â Justin quickly got up from his chair and came around his desk.
He opened his arms to her and she hugged him. She reached up, grabbing his face gently, and brought it down to her. She kissed him passionately and he hugged her a little tighter. It was important to set the stage.
âWeâll talk about that later,â she said as they finally separated.
Sherise knew how to deal with her husbandâs attractive coworkers. She took the ignore approach. They were unimportant. She would never make them think they even mattered, let alone were a threat. So, after the initial moment of seeing them together, Sherise kept her attention completely on her husband, who seemed, at the least, confused to see her.
âI came to take you to lunch,â Sherise said. âAnd donât protest, because I called Candy this morning and she told me your lunch was free.â
âWell, that was before,â he said. âI have a working lunch now.â
Sherise wasnât about to be turned down by her husband in front of this woman. She gently caressed her husbandâs cheek. âWeâve worked around working lunches before.â
He smiled at her and this made her confident. Justin used to be so weak to even the most simple of her flirtations, but that had gotten lost in the mix of their madness. She knew he still wanted her, so she made sure to look amazing before coming over here to make it harder on him if he considered resisting.
They hadnât talked since the brief argument theyâd had the other night; she wasnât going to let things lie like that.
The woman, still standing behind Justinâs desk, made a sound clearing her throat. Sherise smiled at Justin, but she still paid her no mind. It was Justin who, having forgotten about her (to Sheriseâs delight), remembered there was another person in the room. He swung around.
âOh, Elena, Iâm sorry.â
âItâs okay,â she said, smiling. She came around the desk, preparing for her introduction.
âHoney, this is Elena Nichols, one of our new associates.â
Elena laughed flirtatiously. âIâm not that new, Justin.â
Sherise didnât like the way that woman said her husbandâs name. Way too familiar for her taste.
âBasically off the boat from Cleveland,â Justin said jokingly. âJust kidding.