Driven by a passion he could barely contain, Spencer turned and pinned Suzy against the door of an executive suite. Griping both of her hands, words of romance flowed from his lips. He spoke of the wonders of her beauty, the allure of her charm, and the passion he felt for her. With their eyes locked, each phrase he spoke drew them closer together. Outwardly, he was cool and composed, but within, nervous expectation raged. The enticing contour of her slightly open mouth enhanced by flaming red lipstick, and a hint of gloss, beckoned his every masculine desire.

Each word whispered drew their lips firmly and completely together. Then out of nowhere to Spencer’s shocked, Suzy pulled her lips away like a thief caught in an awful crime as a look of disbelief enveloped her face. “No, no… this isn’t right. We can’t. I can’t. I’m married!”

In spite of her weak pleas neither one was willing to let go of the other. Her vain words of rejection diminished with each syllable until can’t became can. As they stood, unashamed, in each other's embrace, Spencer sprang the key card from his pocket. He inserted it into the lock with smooth precision. As he pushed the door open with his foot, he all but carried her into the room.

Ecstasy Suzy never before imagined transcended her wildest erotic fantasy. The scent of his Gucci cologne lulled her deeper into submission, permitting Spencer to work the zipper down the back of her dress. She squeezed her arms into the strength of his well-defined back and wildly raked her fingers through his soft hair. With their bodies firmly pressed together, she began to feel the growing firmness of Spencer’s loin. Suzy’s grip tightened. 

Between passionate kisses and the journey his hands sought over her body, he blazed a trail with his tongue between her neck and her ears. Repeatedly, Spencer poured irresistible words into her ears ripping away the last remnants of inhibition. Piece by piece, her dress fell to floor, followed by his clothes until all that remained was a littered pathway. The path ended at a closed door. Caught beneath it, Suzy’s black laced panties… the last shred of her faithfulness… the ending struggle between can’t and can.