Phoebe went out and was going to call one of her numerous lovers but as she walked, a young man made cat calling noises at her. She did not feel insulted but waited, till the young man walked up to her.

'What is the problem young man?' she asked.

The man looked at her and loved the sight before his eye. She had not really taken off her dress and it was daring.

'You are lovely', he said.

'What are you going to do about it?' she asked.

'Well, would you like to go off some place with me?'

'Do you have any place in mind?'

'Not exactly. But the situation can be remedied'. he said smiling lasciviously.

Phoebe normally didn't do that but since they were just a stone throw from her house, she decided to take him to her apartment. She was already wet. The feeling of anger and frustration, fuelling her desire.

'I have a better idea. Come!'

The man followed her obediently and in less than two minutes, they were inside Phoebe's apartment.

The young man kicked the door shut and tore her dress off her body. She was oblivious to the fact that her expensive dress was ruined. She could not control her desires any more than he could. They kissed fiercely, as she also tote off his clothes, his shirt missing lots of button as they tore at each other.

They barely made it to the bedroom before he threw her into the bed and in one quick impatient thrust, drove his cock into her.

The feeling of being stretched filled her with pleasure and she moaned.

His thrust were violent and hard. Just the way she wanted it. She responded just as violently. Moving her waist and hips to his swift movements and soon, they both went over the edge as he spurted his fluid inside her with a deep throated groan and she screamed as she climaxed.

They rolled off each other, breathing heavily. But their breathing gradually slowed.

Phoebe felt a bit better. She felt that she had exerted her revenge on Jason for not wanting her enough to have a permanent relationship with her but not just yet. She was going to ask the young man to leave but she thought why not allow him spend the night with her?

As though he could read her thoughts, his hands were already stroking her breasts, then his lips took one nipple after another and she found that her body was already responding.

Was it because he was a stranger and they may never see each other again? She did not waste her time trying to justify her response or what was happening. She allowed herself to enjoy what this stranger was doing to her. At least it was giving her an escape though temporary from her worries.

Afterwards, they felt hungry and she put a little thing together for them to eat.

The man stood and started putting his clothes on.

'What are you doing?'

'What does it look like sugar? I am preparing to go home' he said.

'Won't you spend the night?

'Would you like that?' he said raising his eyebrows questioningly.

'Would I ask if I wouldn't?'

He pulled off his clothes again and sat down.

'What's your name sugar?'

'I believe it is better if we do not know each other's names', she said suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

The young man reminded her of Richard and she was just beginning to see that and she was feeling drawn to him and she had to admit that she had enjoyed being with him much more than she cared to admit.

She did not want to feel tender towards any man ever again. She just wanted to use them to satisfy her needs financial, basic and otherwise.

She felt that she might be making a mistake to allow him stay the night but she had already offered and the offer had been accepted going by the way the man had relaxed back into the chair.

He was not really handsome but he had striking blue eyes, that darkened when he was aroused.

His body was string and lean and he knew how to satisfy her which was very important to her. It would have been a waste of time if he had turned out to be one of those men who penetrate a woman and satisfy themselves without making any impact on the woman in terms of giving her pleasure. Or getting her to the ultimate goal of the intercourse, leaving the woman feeling used and frustrated.

'That's okay but we are no longer strangers if you ask me because we'll, you brought me into your house and not in some random place. So, knowing each other's names' is really not a big deal if I already know your house, now is it? I do not care one way or the other but it is really childish after all these'. he said looking at her like someone who was secretly amused.

'Then let us leave our names out of it, okay?'

'Okay okay, as you wish sugar'.

She detested him calling her 'Sugar' but since she was not willing to tell him her new, she decided to endure it. Afterall it was just for the night.

That night was an orgy. They mated as though they would never mate with each other or with anyone ever again and slept at last.

Phoebe was so worn out that she slept like someone who had passed out.

When she woke it was already morning, the sun streaming in through the blinds.

She stretched and jumped. How could she have slept this late. She had intended to wake the man and send him on his way before dawn. She didn't want any of her neighbours seeing him. She looked at the side of the bed he had slept in but he was not there.

She thought he must have gone to the kitchen or the washroom or anywhere but when she went into all these places and still did not see him and his clothes were missing, she knew that he must have left.

She was grateful to him for being so tactful. He had really saved her the trouble of sending him away.

She got up and washed up.Got her coffee ready and got ready to go out.

With the money she had been gathering, she had opened a salon where she sold cosmetics as well but she did not stay there as often as she ought. She got two people to stay there for her while she went round with her male friends and her plots to get Jason to propose to her.

Jason got home that night in a state of turmoil. He didn't know what to do. If Rebecca was to be believed, he had not married Terry after running up with him and getting him to sign the divorce papers he signed and getting the lump sum she had got out of divorcing him.

She had also not married any other person because like she said, her freedom meant more to her than being trapped in marriage to any man.

Therefore she might just not be after him. She might just want them to just be friends but the question was if he could afford to be friends with her? She had hurt him badly and nearly rendered bim bankrupt but that was not the issue. He had been destroyed when she deserted him and she was back and he found that he didn't really hate her as much as he thought that he did. In fact,he had enjoyed those few moments with her this evening and had to run off before his feelings betrayed him.

Then how could he remain detached if they came close?

But she had not even asked to be friends with him, why was he thinking that she would suggest that?

'Well because I know her very well. She would want to come close to me in the guise of friendship and gradually warm her way back into my life', he answered his own question.

He went in, and his helps were there to welcome him back and so was Nancy. She was looking fresh and good in her sleeveless top and Jean shorts. Any thing to divert him from thinking about Rebecca.

He went upstairs to wash and change and then came down for his dinner. He realised suddenly that he was famished.

As they ate, Nancy noticed that he was not really happy. He seemed preoccupied. After the meal, Nancy asked, 'What is the problem sir? You look very disturbed. Did your meeting go well?'

'There is really nothing the problem. I am just thinking about a business proposal'

Nancy did not know why but she felt that he had lied to her but kept quiet.

He still looked troubled and as he got up to go to the living room to put on the television set, she surprised herself by taking hold of his hands.

'Sir, I have come to see you as a friend. And I know that you are really bothered and I have a gut feeling that it is not about work. Business proposal my foot. There is something else troubling you. Please feel free to share your worries with me. A problem shared is half solved already'.

She said looking up at him imploringly.

Jason was shocked at her boldness. He knew that he had always been lenient with her mainly because of her delicate condition but he hadn't known her to be this bold and her hands holding his felt good. So good that he didn't want her to take it off.

He was surprised because he would ordinarily have taken the hand off his arm himself.

'Nancy, it might not be about work but it is personal and none of your business. Forget about it. Go and rest, for there is work tomorrow'.

Nancy took her hands off his and he immediately felt bereft and did not know why he felt that way.

' I must be getting old', he thought to himself.

Nancy did not know why she was bothered. She would have gone off because afterall, it was indeed not her business but she just could not let it go.

'I just said that you are not just a boss to me but a friend and about the only family I have at least here. I thought that you felt the same towards me. Share your burdens with me. You did not know me and yet you helped me with my troubles, let me at least offer you advice'.

Jason sighed. The girl was stubborn and he would not have shared this with any of his employees but he felt inclined to share this with Nancy. What harm could it possibly do?

'Come, let's sit. They sat close.

'I met Rebecca today at the luncheon ', he blurted before he could change his mind.

Nancy looked lost. How could seeing a woman affect him like that and who was Rebecca by the way?

Jason must have seen the question in her eyes for he immediately amended.

'My ex wife. Rebecca is my ex wife'.

Nancy now understood his distress.

'Oh!' was all she could say.

Jason felt that she may not have heard through her colleagues what had happened to him, so despite himself, he briefly told her of his wife's betrayal.

'I gave her everything. At least I thought I did but she eloped with my best friend after draining my account and sent me divorce papers and I had to settle her handsomely. But all that was nothing compared to the hurt and heart break I had to suffer. I had loved her more than life.

I thought that I had got over her but when I saw her today,it brought back alot of memories, I am confused and do not know what to do'.

:Did she apologize or explain her reason for leaving you for your friend?' Nancy asked.

'We did not get around to that because Phoebe came and we had to make our excuses and leave. But I must confess I have so many questions I need answers to'.

'Do you think she wants to get back with you?'

'I'm not sure but I think that she might want us to be friends'.

'But like f that is the case, then it is a good thing isn't it?' Nancy asked.

'Do you really think that?'

'There are cases of divorced partners becoming best of friends'.

Jason nodded. She was right but he didn't know if he could do that at least just yet.

'Except if you have not forgiven her?'

'Is it really easy to forgive what she did? I am not a saint. My feelings were hurt and deeply too. And I have just seen her and she had given no explanations except to tell me when I asked that she did not get married to man he left me for because she was not so stupid as to go out of one marriage only to be trapped in another.That shows me that she has not changed. How do you think I can forgive such a person?'

He said this so much anguish that Nancy felt so sorry for his pain that she covered his hands with hers.

That contact again. He looked at her and saw her concern and knew it was genuine and he didn't know what came over him but he suddenly felt an overpowering urge to kiss her luscious lips.

His eyes lowered to her lips. She knew instantly that he wanted to kiss her but she could do nothing about it because she was suddenly immobilized.

She shut her eyes and the contact was electric.

As his lips touched hers in a feathery kiss, she suddenly felt lit up. She was shocked at the way her body jumped in response. She had not anticipated the kiss nor her response.

She didn't want to respond at first but her mouth opened wider as she responded to his sweet kiss and groaning, he deepened the kiss.

Her head was reeling, her arms went round his neck of their own volition, drawing him closer. He groaned louder. She was standing on her toes to get closer to him. She was not thinking. Just feeling.

She suddenly felt jolted. She remembered the person she was with and pushed him off.

'What are you doing?' she asked shaken.

He was shaken as well and as Nancy staggered a little, he held her by the waist to steady her and that touch also did nothing to ease her distress as it reminded her of what she had been missing as a woman.

Funny enough, she wanted to go back into his arms and stay there being protected and loved but she knew that this was not love. He was just in need of comfort because he just met his ex wife after some years and it threw him off guard because it reminded him of all his hurt and unrequited love.

'I'm sorry. I didn't know how that happened. I must have forgotten myself'. Jason said. He was not sorry. Not one bit. He had enjoyed the kiss more than he had thought possible. He had forgotten that she was pregnant and could go back to the father of her baby at anytime.

He had just wanted to have her to himself. This was what he had been afraid of. That was why he had been avoiding her but found that he had run into what he had been running from.

'It's okay. You needed comfort and if I have been able to provide you with that no matter how momentarily, then I am happy. It is the least I could do for you for all you have done for me', she said smiling, with trembling lips.

Jason cursed himself when he saw that. He must have scared the hell out of the girl but he had been unable to resist those lips of hers and her eyes that begged to be loved. But he was disappointed by her words but what had he expected that she would be over the moon by his kiss?

But he was not happy that she only felt gratitude for him, when he was becoming increasingly attracted to her irrespective of her pregnancy.

Pregnancy did not make her less a woman than the others, it was just that it put certain restrictions especially since it was not his.

For a moment there, he had thought that she was actually enjoying his kiss. Now he knew better. She was just offering him comfort.

'Yes thank you. You were right. I feeluch better now that I have shared my troubles with you but please do not trouble yourself on my account. I am okay now. And I would like to be alone. Goodnight', he said dismissively. Nancy did not know why but his tone hurt her and she knew by his stance that he broached no argument.

'I am glad I could be of help. Goodnight', she said and left hurriedly.

Jason hit his fists on the wall. He did not know what to make of all this.

On the one hand was Rebecca who was back and he was not sure yet what he felt for her. Was it hatred or indifference or was there still some element of love residual in his heart for her?

If he was sincere, he felt that he hated and wanted her at the same time and wanted to bring her to her knees before him. On the other hand was Nancy who was not really free to be with him and this incredible attraction he was feeling towards her.

He was confused and felt that he must be losing it.

He put on his bathing suit. He was hot and needed to cool the heat in his body. He went downstairs again and walked to the pool at the edge of the premise and dived into it.

The cool water calmed his nerves. He wondered how he was going to face Nancy. He would just pretend that that kiss never happened or that it did not mean anything other than comfort yo him.

'But that would be a lie!' his mind screamed at him.

'You enjoyed the kiss so much that if she had not pushed you away....'

'Of course not, I could never have taken advantage of her or any woman for that matter. Definitely not the one I am supposed to be protecting for goodness sakes', he argued with himself.

He had to forget about the kiss and concentrate on other things. And he did not need to think about Rebecca because it was possible that he would not see her again. Since she was not married to Terry, it was possible that one of her male friends had brought her to the luncheon as his companion and judging by her tastes,the man must really be influential and wealthy.

He would definitely take her away after the luncheon.

That was no business of his anyways. He had not expected to see her and if he didn't see her again then that was that. His questions would just have to remain unanswered. There was no need crying over spilt milk. He was not planning on taking her back afterall no matter how his body seemed to still react to her. He was just a man appreciating a beautiful woman even if a treacherous one.

He flapped his arms, trying to exert himself so that he could go to sleep easily without having to be besieged by thoughts of Rebecca and her sudden appearance in Lake District nor of the kiss he had just shared with Nancy.

But the man who got her pregnant and Abandoned her must have been a big fool. The girl was really a jewel and he admired her courage. Most girls in her position would have aborted the baby and gone ahead with their lives but she kept the baby,determined to have it and was working hard to earn enough to care for it when it was born. It was indeed admirable. The way she worked at the office was more than he had been envisaging. She was really dedicated to duty. And an efficient secretary. She was so humble that she was now the favourite of all his home staff and even at the office, every one had one good thing or the other to say about her. And she had been with them for less than two months.

He got put of f the pool and with his towel, dried himself and walked back inside. He went to the bar to get something to drink but stopped himself. He was not going to take to drinking again. It had nearly killed him the last time.He had since sworn off alcohol and he was not going to take even a sip. Not for Rebecca or any woman would he put himself through that he'll again. With this resolution, he climbed the stairs to his room.

He barely put on his pyjamas before falling into the bed asleep. He was really tired and needed rest from everything.