As I replayed the memory of that evening, recalling the feel of Jessica’s small pinkish nipples in my fingers and how her landing strip tickled my belly button, I could not concentrate. Claire’s betrayed expression kept flashing in my mind as I felt an uncontrollable pang of regret deep down inside.
My working relationship with Claire was also being affected and it was rather awkward as we tried to avoid each other. I felt that I owed her an apology for lying to her, but I just did not know how to broach the subject. On the other hand, Jessica was now pulling towards me like a magnet. We started to have lunch together almost daily and we would go out for movies or dinner after work. She was taking the initiative to ask me out and I did not know how to turn her down. During these dates, even though I was physically with her, I was emotionally detached and frequently spaced out.
We had sex once more after work one day. She invited me over to her place after dinner and we had a very intense session that ended up with me spending the night over at her place. I was quite drunk from the white wine we had for dinner and couldn’t remember much of what happened during the night. I could only vaguely remember her riding on top of me in reverse cowgirl position but the sex was extremely wild, judging from the aches all over my body and the overturned bedside table. It was a wonder I was able to get up the next morning, washing up before going to work with Jessica.
It might have well been fate, but just as I stepped out of Jessica’s car (she dropped me at the main entrance while she went in to park), I turned around and saw Claire standing just behind me. Here I was wearing the same clothes as I was yesterday, looking slightly disheveled and having just stepped out of Jessica’s car. I guess she made the connection. It was then and there that I decided I needed to come clean. For the first time in almost a week I spoke to her.
Me: Morning
Claire: erm… Morning (She looked a little shocked)
Me: You know, im really sorry for lying to you the other night, but…
Claire: (she suddenly cut in) its okay, I understand that both of u are together, no need to explain.
Me: (I tried my best to muster a smile) still friends?
Claire: yep, just friends.
With that, she walked away. The tension between us was somewhat released, and for the first time, I managed to heave a sigh of relief.
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