-By Melissa-

I have a secret. A secret lover. It's not so much that she's a secret but that I want to keep her private for now. I don't know why. It just that it's so new and we don't really know where we're going. It wouldn't be that complicated except that we have been friends for years. Not, best friends, but the kind of friends that see each other every couple of months. The kind of friend that gives you a warm fuzzy feeling when you spend time with them. Lately, we have been hanging out a lot and some how my warm fuzzy feeling moved south!

My God is it exciting! I am having the time of my life. But why? What makes it so exciting? Is it that I have always found her sexy? Is it because it's been years since anyone has desired me? Or is it because she's a secret? I think it might be a combination of all the above. All I know for sure is that it's hot!

I went to her work place the other day, as I have several times in the past. But this time was different. This time she is my secret lover. I watched her as she worked. I watched her move confidently across the room. I watched her hands. Her mouth. Her hair. I became very quiet. I watched her hands as she skillfully performed her job. I couldn't help but remember her caresses of a few hours before. I watched her lips as she spoke to coworkers. I remembered the taste of her mouth on mine. My eyes went to her hair and remembered its fragrance as it fell on her pillow. I didn't want to speak. I was afraid that my mouth would betray my thoughts. Mmmmmmm.

As I see it... as long as its this good, Lover...your secret is safe with me.