Corky knew from the start, ever since you invited her into your apartment to fix this “plumbing problem” you had, you wanted her. Not that she was complaining. She was looking you up and down like a gourmet meal every chance she got, too. Everything about you was pleasant to look at: from your hair, all the way down to the uncomfortable heels you wore, even if you were just in the safety of your apartment.

“This the earring you were looking for?” She held it up in front of you, that knowing smirk plastered on her face like it always was. There was always something so alluring about her lips, you noticed. While you did have a husband, he wouldn’t know if you tried anything with her. Right?