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"Take me! Please, Ben! I need you! Please!" Marya begged. Her hands tugged at him, urging him atop her. "Don't make me come like that! Please!"
Ben slid on top of her and as he did, Marya grabbed his cock, guiding it into her. He felt ecstasy spreading though him as his shaft sank into her warmth and wetness. Her hips strained against him, sucking him deeper into her.
Holding himself above Marya on outstretched arms, Ben let his hips lunge against hers as his hunger increased. It felt so good, he knew it wouldn't be long before he came.
"Take me, Ben! Take me! Now! Now!" Marya moaned. Her breasts jiggled and shook as his body slammed against her, driving his cock deep into her. "I can't wait! I need you too much! I...Ah...I can't wait! I'm coming! Ahhh! Yes!" she cried as her body went into spasms with delight.
"Yeah!" Ben groaned, once again erupting powerfully into her.
Spent, he rolled off Marya and they lay side-by-side, staring at the ceiling.
"Doesn't the fact that I'm married bother you, Ben?" Marya asked.
"I...I'd like to say it doesn't," Ben replied, "but I'd be lying if I did. I really like you, Marya and, as much as I like making love with you, I don't like the fact that what we're doing upsets you. Does it bother you a lot?"
She nodded and her eyes filled with tears. "Yes," she said softly. "It...it bothers me a lot."
Ben rolled on his side to face her and saw that her eyes were filled with tears. His mind flashed back to a time five years ago when he'd had an almost identical conversation with Nancy Dillon. The difference between then and now was that he had been very close to being in love with Nancy. He didn't really care about Marya that deeply.
Marya tried to smile, but it looked forced. "I...I like making love with you," she said. "But even thinking about you makes me crazy. This...this morning, at breakfast, I...I had such a hard time facing my husband and kids. I...I was sure they knew what I was thinking. That's why I...I've tried to stay away from you. But...but I was...I am...too weak, I guess."
"Maybe we ought to stop seeing each other, then," Ben said. If having an affair with him was going to cause Marya that much emotional pain, it wasn't worth it to him to continue their affair. He liked her a lot and didn't want to hurt her. He especially didn't want to be the cause of problems in her marriage.
Marya nodded, then looked into his eyes. "I know I have to stop," she said softly. "I've been telling myself that all day." She took a deep breath and shuddered. "But...God help me...I'm not sure I...I can. I...I was sure I'd convinced myself to stop, then...then I saw you in the hall today and..."
Ben wrapped his arm around her and Marya snuggled against him. "Look," he said, "I don't want to hurt you. Do you believe that?"
He felt Marya nod.
"Your husband doesn't know about us, does he?" he continued.
"N...no," she stammered. "I think he...he'd be beyond furious if he did. I...I think he might leave me. That...that's what makes this so frightening. I...I don't want to destroy my marriage, but that's exactly what I'm doing."
"Do you still love him?" Ben asked.
"I think, then," Ben said, beginning to caress her back, "that perhaps we need to stop this. What do you think?"
"I...I know that's what I should do," Marya said. "But...but I'm not sure I have the strength to do it." She looked at him. "Do...do you think you have the strength?"
Ben nodded. "It will be very hard," he said, "but I think I can. I have to, actually. I...I really like you, and I'm not going to be the one who ruins your marriage."
A real, if tentative, smile appeared on Marya's face. "You're really special, Ben," she said softly. "You know that, don't you?"
Ben shrugged and felt himself blushing.