Kelly couldn't believe it. She was pregnant with Robi's child. They'd been married six months and she was two months along. She was a doctor's wife- a doctor's wife for crying out loud! They were happy, she was happy, and Scranton was just but a thought behind her. It was about time she was getting the respect she deserved. Her husband's family loved her, and there were a lot of functions to go to as a doctor's wife. Never before in her life had she felt so important.

There was one thought of Scranton that haunted her from time to time, but she had laid that ghost to rest a long time ago. Once she met Robi she realized that Ryan had never loved her, that he would never commit to her and would never give her what she needed. She missed him, but that was a long time ago, and she refused to look back. Mistakes, regrets, whatever they were, whenever she caught herself having one she remembered what she had now and how far she had came and then decided to never look back.

Yes, Kelly Kapoor was happy at last.

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He was miserable. He was stuck in Ohio at another dead end job working as hard as he could, or at least as hard as he could get by with, and his ghosts however weren't so easy to throw away. Kelly was always the one person who believed in him, the one person who loved him unconditionally and he had thrown her away with both hands. How he could be so stupid he never knew, but it was too late to change anything. She was married now and was a doctor's wife. She had everything she had ever dreamed of, everything he could never give her, and it was his own damn fault. He was too blind or too stupid to commit to her, and now he'd lost the only thing that had ever made him feel alive. Sometimes when he was alone he closed his eyes and could still smell her Beyonce perfume and feel her Indian skin against his own pale complexion. He could taste her kisses- she always tasted like cotton candy, and he could hear her call out his name.

"Oh Ryan...Ryan..yes don't stop. I love how you fuck me. Do it harder baby."

Whenever he looked in the mirror he looked for scratch marks down his back, for he knew how she loved to dig in to his pale skin with her picture perfect fingernails.

"I'll do anything you like Ryan. Even that."

He closed his eyes and let his hands wander while still hearing her call his name. His breath fastened as he imagined looking down and seeing those chocolate brown eyes staring up at him while doing that. God she was good, better than any woman he had ever been with. What had made her so good was her willingness to please him. They had tried just about everything he had ever fantasized about, and when it was over he would leave her. He would ignore her pleas to stay the night and just go home dirty and ashamed and yet feeling so good.

There, he thought as he caressed himself a little more intensely. He could feel her lips against his and it was almost like kissing her. She could make him do things he normally never would have tried. She was just so...willing. So eager to please. Not just anyone. She was eager to please him, and that made him feel so satisfied. Like he was the only man on earth.

As he caressed himself just a bit harder he couldn't help but thinking that she would know just how he liked it. She would alternate hands, kissing, licking, moistening her lips against him. She was so good, he couldn't stress that enough. If only she was here.

"Kel.,," he found himself calling out in the middle of his dark bedroom. He'd tried his usual stack of pornography but they were useless tonight. Tonight only one thing could satisfy him, and that was the one thing he couldn't have. He imagined watching her dark brown hair bob up and down as she did exactly what he told her to. Why couldn't she have been here with him right now? The contrast of their skin colors were so exciting, he could never believe how turned on he got just by watching her undress. Of course, she usually had on some matching pink bra and panty thing that just served to turn him on all the more. She knew she looked good for him, and that excited him.

"Kel..." he repeated as he continued what he was doing. This wasn't as good as sex with her, but it was the next best thing. That doctor might have gotten her, but he could never have Ryan's memories with her. Suddenly it dawned on him that she might be doing those same nasty things to that doctor, but quickly he brushed all thoughts of that aside. Tonight he had one objective, and that was to feel as good as possible, and he knew he needed her help. So he picked up the phone and let it ring two times.

Five minutes later she called back as was their norm. "Ryan what are you doing? I'm supposed to be going to bed."

"Kelly I need you..." he managed to spit out.

Changing her tone of voice, she replied. "What do you need from me, Ryan? What do you really need?"

"I've been bad...so bad..."

"How bad have you been?"

"I've been thinking of fucking a married woman."

"Tell me about her."

"She's dark complected, very small but curvy. She has the most incredible ass I've ever seen, in fact, well, you know what."

"And did she like it?"

"She loved it. She begged for more. She kept calling my name. Ryan, Ryan, I need it, don't stop, she would say. And I would give it to her."

"Was she any good?"

"Oh hell yes, she was the best I've ever had. I don't think I ever told her that. But I miss her lips on mine, our colors colliding, feeling her every curve. What's a lonely guy to do?"

"Well I'm sure that married woman remembers everything you did to her. The first time you undressed her, your eyes nearly bulged out of your head. You definitely liked what you saw. You wanted to kiss her, to taste her, to know if she tasted as sweet as she smelled. And were you right?"

"Oh yeah like chocolate melting in my mouth baby," he murmured as he continued his movements. "I loved every inch of her, of her incredible body. She did things to me no woman ever has. She felt so soft, smelled so good, I wanted her, I wanted all of her..."

"She wanted you too, Ryan. She wanted to be one with you, to just get on top and let you see what she was made of. Did you like that, Ryan? Did you like her on top?"

"Fuck yeah. I could see her darkness rising up and down against my body. She knew just the way I liked it."

"Did you like her color baby? Did it turn you on? Did you like seeing her dark body against your white skin, melting into one after certain things were done?"

"Oh God Kelly I'm gonna cum..."

"Do it for me, baby. Pretend I'm right there to drink you all in, to take you all up in me. I don't spit you know."

Just then he hit his peak. The telephone grew quiet and Kelly knew what Ryan was doing. "Goodbye, Ryan."

As she hung up the phone, she realized there would never be a goodbye between them. It would never be over. This couldn't go on much longer, but as long as she was viably a sexy woman, then who knew what might happen? She sighed to herself, grateful for a husband who was on night call. It might be tomorrow night, it might be next week, it might be a month, but she would hear again from Ryan. She was sure of it.