Fox had woken up early the next morning, he had something important he needed to take care of, something that would be rather difficult. He was able to slip out without waking Theresa up. Since the previous night, Fox didn't know how to act around her without having her become suspicious. Until he had taken care of his little affair, Fox wanted to avoid Theresa as much as he could.
Driving to work the only thing on his mind was Theresa. He didn't understand how he could have cheated on her, worst of all, with Gwen. Fox was clearly aware of the history between both ladies. When Fox first came to Harmony, Theresa became his first friend and she shared everything with him, including her tragic love story between her and Ethan, although Fox already knew quite a bit about it. Tabloids overseas kept him updated on all his family affairs since he stayed in contact with no one from his beloved family.
'I'm not going to hide anything from you,' Theresa said during one of their first late-night chats. 'I've learned from my mistakes with Ethan, but...' she hesitated as the mood music from the bedroom beside hers began to play, 'some people continue to believe that I am still the immature, optimistic girl I once was.'
'Are you still that same girl?' He asked with one of his intriguing smiles.
For a moment she paused to think. In some aspects, yes, she still was that girl. Over all though, she had grown up. Having Little Ethan made her realize where her priorities stood, Ethan was; however, not at the top of that list.
'In some ways I suppose I am,' she said as she traced her finger around the rim of the champagne glass that she held in her delicate hands. "But in more ways, I'm not. I'm still optimistic about my future, Fox. That won't ever change. No matter how bad things are, they can always become worse.'
Fox was prompted to laugh after her last sentence. Never in all his life had he met a girl who clung to such beliefs. Strange, it was, but in a way, Fox liked it. Something about her that just instantly attracted him to her and it wasn't just her beauty.
'What!?' she asked a little offended from his laugh. 'What's so funny?'
'You,' he replied as he leaned forward, their lips only inches away.'
'What about me?' she asked as though she could barely speak. The room was feeling suddenly different to her, almost as though everything stood still watching them.
'I'm going to be honest with you, Theresa. From what I know about you so far, I like you a lot, actually I like your spirit. I love it that you don't put yourself down just because my brother did you wrong. I hate seeing a girl who thinks they have to lay down and die because some guy did them wrong. You are nothing like those girls.'
Theresa's ears were wide opened as Fox spoke. Not even with Ethan could she have a conversation with him like the one she found herself having with Fox. She rather liked talking to Fox, just listening to what he had to say was like a fresh breath of air. It was the fresh air that she had been craving for the longest time. She now found herself sitting inches away from the man who could breath new life into her.
'You certainly are something, Fox,' she laughed nervously as she stood up and went over to Little Ethan's crib.
'I take that's a good thing,' he said as he moved behind her.
She could feel his eyes staring along the back of her body. For some reason she felt more nervous than anything. Normally she would have felt angered by his actions, but because they were his, it didn't bother her a bit. Picking Little Ethan up out of his crib Theresa turned back and now they stood gazing deep into each other's brown eyes. For a few minutes they stood just like that, not moving an inch, not taking their eyes off of each other. They both snapped back into reality though once they hear a knock at the door. Theresa passed Little Ethan over into Fox's arms as she answered the door.
'Yes?' she asked Phyllis who stood out there looking quite surprised to see Fox in her room so late.
'Oh, I'm sorry to bother you so late, but I wanted to remind you that Little Ethan has his doctor appointment tomorrow.'
'It's okay, Phyllis. Thank you for reminding me, I would have forgotten all about it if it wasn't for you.'
Phyllis smiled and turned away, but suddenly turned back, 'Is there anything I can get you two?'
Theresa turned her head towards Fox, who she had forgotten was even there, 'Oh...no,' she smiled as she looked directly at Fox, 'Nicholas was just leaving.'
'Well, goodnight then.'
'Night, Phyllis.'
Fox put Little Ethan back into his crib as he was about to make his exit. After he put his hand on the door knobe, he turned back , 'Please, call me Fox, step-mommy.'
'Anything you want,' she said as soon as he had left.
Fox came back to his senses as he parked his car and headed inside, hoping that he would be able to go straight to his office. The last person he wanted to run into at the moment was Gwen. Before he could see her, he had to think over carefully what he had to say. He wanted to end things with her on as good terms as possible, after all, she was his sister-in-law.
'Home free,' Fox thought as he rounded the corner to his office. Just as he was about to step into his office he heard her voice.
"Good morning, Fox."
Fox didn't have to turn around to know who it was, "Morning, Gwen," he said as he continued to enter his office. As Fox laid his briefcase upon his desk, he heard his door being shut, then locked. Turning around to see Gwen standing before him was no surprise. "Listen," he began slowly, "we need to talk about what happened."
"No," she said coolly, "no, we don't because everything was perfect."
Recalling that night, Fox had to admit it was unlike anything he ever experienced. But even so, he had to put a stop to it once and for all.
"You're right, it was wonderful, but, Gwen, it can't go on. I'm in love with Theresa and you...your married to my own brother!"
"That didn't seem to stop you last night from making love to me on the conference table. Don't you remember how wonderful it was? You can have that whenever you want it, Fox."
Fox's thoughts drifted off as Gwen went on talking, trying to convince him to leave Theresa behind for her.
Standing up suddenly, Fox threw all the papers off the conference table and smiled wickedly at her. With her heart fluttering wildly, she grabbed his face in her hands and began to stroke his mouth to ecstasy. Fox loved everything about her kisses. Her kisses were more rich than Godive chocolate, causing him to crave more for them. Her one hand wandered around his neck while she stroked her fingers through his golden brown hair. Caressing each other's tongue and awakening up emotions they never knew were buried inside, they slightly moved forward, and losing their balance while lost in each other, they fell on top of the conference table.
As they parted their lips for oxygen, they locked eyes and never looked away. Still panting, she undid the buttons on her blouse and stood there for a moment with her blouse hanging wide open just for his eyes. "Do you like what you see, Mr. Crane?" she asked.
"Very much so, Mrs. Crane," he laughed.
She preceded to remove her blouse by arching her back and lowering her arms to let it fall to the floor. After sliding out of her skirt and removing her pantyhose all that remained was her bra, panties, and a heart locket Ethan had bought for her for their first anniversary. Inside the locket laid a picture of them both before they were married. A picture of happier times.
"Are you going to remove your locket?" He asked curiously.
"It will be fine," she said with an impish look in her eyes. "But, that suit you are wearing may cause some problems." Approaching him very slowly, she untied his tie. Not having much patience to unbutton all of his buttons, she ripped the shirt off of his muscular chest with one swift tug. She laid bare on the cold conference table laughing as though she was playing game as he removed his remained garments. "I almost forgot about this," she said referring to her bra. Reaching behind her, she undid the fastener on her bra. Sliding each strap down each shoulder, she leaned forward as her voluptuous breasts were revealed before his eye for the first time.
Climbing onto the table, Fox laid his body perfectly on top of hers. Their lips were inches from touching each other, her harden breasts were pressed up against his chest, and her tingling nipples burrowing into his very flesh, driving him insane. She purred, "Of Fox," and arched into his body. She moaned and tossed her head back as Fox thrust the tip of her nipple into his mouth. All she could say as she gasped was ,"Oh Fox!" As Fox slide his fingers underneath the elastic of her panties, she arched her hips. Fox help her remove them and threw them to the side, seeing as they were of no importance.
Moving his hand down to her wet center of paradise, he gently slide his finger them in and out. "I need you now, Fox!" She cried out in a shallow breath. His pulsating manhood was positioned between her legs as she waiting for his entry. She slowly parted them enough so his the throbbing head of his erection could slowly pass along through the valley of her womenly desires. As she thrusted her hips upward, her breathing became heavy and deeper.
"Oh...this...feels...sooo...good!" She moaned in ecstasy between thrusts as she dug her nails into his back every time he went faster and harder. Fox positioned himself by kneeling between her knees as he caressed her aching breasts. They kissed passionately as she accepted him. With her fingers digging into his back, she raised her hips so he could go in further and bury himself deep inside of her. He could now feel her pulsating, contracting and releasing his erection, he leaned him feeling about ready to explode.
"Oh Fox!" She moaned as she arched her body into his.
"Oh Gwen!" With one final thrust they rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy.
"Well, if you really want to end things, I suppose that can happen."
"I want that, Gwen. I love Theresa more than anything and what I have done to her has opened my eyes."
"I know what you mean," Gwen said as she remembered how she had hurt Ethan as well. "I just...can't we...just once more?" She asked as she moved closer to him, now standing inches apart.
"We...no...well maybe...just...once more," he said as his tongue mad sweeping, twirling motions inside her mouth. Fox pulled back though as he heard Ethan talking to his secretary outside the door. "Meet me at this hotel," he said as he handed her a piece of paper with the address on it.
"When?"
"During lunch. Make sure you don't hint to Ethan where you're going."
"I won't," she said as she left.
'Now what have I gotten myself into?'
"Theresa, baby, I'm sorry, but I really can't miss this lunch meeting."
"What's more important: me or some business deal that Ethan will handle on his own more than likely?"
"I know you're angry with me, but I honestly have to go to this meeting. I'm so sorry, baby. I really did want to go to lunch with you."
Theresa stayed silent for a minute, which caused Fox to worry. Was she finally on to him? He could only wonder.
"Fox," she finally said.
"Yeah, baby?"
"Are you sure you are going to have lunch with some clients and not someone else?"
Fox could feel the sweat falling down his forehead as he thought for a minute what to say, "I'm postive, babe. Oh hey! I have to get going now or I'll be late."
"Uh-huh."
"Listen, I promise I am going to make this up to you."
"Yeah, I'm sure you will," she said coldly. "Bye."
"Bye," Fox said into the receiver where she had already hung up. "I'm so sorry, Theresa."
"Hello Fox," Gwen whispered as soon as he entered the hotel room.
Fox smiled as he looked all about the room. The shades were closed shut so no light could enter, the only light they had were a few lit vanilla scented candles Gwen had picked up on her way over.
"Come over here," Gwen said as she motioned him over with her index finger. As Fox began to remove his clothes he couldn't help, but feel that this was all too fake. The other night felt real, but now it was just wrong for some reason.
"I can't do this," he said as he put his shirt back on.
"Sure you can baby," Gwen said as she put her hands on his shoulders and began to message him.
"Mmm that feels so good!" He exclaimed.
"I can make you feel even better," she said seductively.
Gwen moved her hands around his chest, clinging on to him. He embraced her hold as she worked on removing his shirt. Gently she unbuttoned each one teasing him as she did it. She tugged at his shirt once it was unbuttoned. He knew just what she wanted him to do, and so he did. Letting his shirt fall to the floor, Fox now sat in front of Gwen in just his boxers with his conscience still pulling at him. Gwen giggled as she began to nibble on his ear lobe.
"Do you like?" She asked him as she pressed her lips against his neck.
"Love," he said starting to feel a little more comfortable.
Gwen pushed him aggressively back as he smiled at her aggressive side. He had never seen her like this, not even the previous night before and he just loved it. Gwen tugged at his boxers and obeying her wishes, he slipped out of them and threw them to the side. Fox wanted her now, he couldn't wait much longer since their lunch was so short.
As Fox slipped two fingers underneath the elastic of her panties, Gwen took them off and threw them to the side. Capturing his mouth with hungry urgency, Gwen ran her fingers threw his thick golden brown hair as Fox unclasped her bra.
Fox rolled Gwen on her back and moved on top of her body. Gwen relished the warm roughness of his chest against the tips of her breasts.
The darkness intensified all of there sensations. She felt the callused tenderness of his hands roaming all over her body and the texture of his male skin felt like suede as she rubbed her foot along his right calf. His hands were everywhere, and soon she couldn't think anything at all but the feelings she felt for him at the moment. Many sensations took over her brain and her entire focus was on his hands working his magic, then on his body rising over hers, climbing hers. Gwen held on to Fox feeling so different. Making love to Ethan was never this good.
Fox then he slid his fingers in and out of her. Gwen though wanted more of him. He pushed himself into Gwen. At first he slowly thrusted, but it got faster, then he took himself out. Making love to him like this was wonderful, but nothing would ever beat the first time they made love.
Again Fox pushed himself into her as she moaned with great pleasure. Her moans intensified as Fox was able to please her. He knew he was about to come, so he thrusted faster and faster, and harder each time until he finally released. Exhausted, they rested a little before Gwen suggested they go for another round.
"Fox, just once more," she managed to say as she gasped for more oxygen.
"Just once more," he said kissing her sweaty forehead.
Moving atop her once again, he conformed his body to hers as she began to move her hips against him. The feeling of her fingertips gliding across his skin made him shiver.
Placing his hands on her hips, he pulled her even closer. Crushing their bodies together, they began a rhythm that satisfied them both. Closing her eyes, she moaned. Never had she known it was possible to feel like this.
Feeling his pace quicken, she moved along with him. Thrust for thrust she matched him. Intertwining his hands with hers, he thrust into her once more as her eyes flew open, and they focused on each other. Over and over their breathing rapid and raspy, they kissed. Slowing down, their feelings began to calm.
"I better take a quick shower before leaving," Fox said as he glanced over at his watch.
"I'd join you, but I have to get back before Ethan becomes suspicious."
"That's okay," Fox said as he stood up and put on a robe that the hotel had supplied. "Listen, before you go I think there's something you need to know."
"What's that?" She laughed as she slipped on her shoes.
"Alistair knows about our affair."
"What!?!" She asked in shock. "How? I don't understand."
"Neither do I, but he knows about it."
"What does he want?"
"It's about me, not you," he said with a restless sigh. "He's not going to expose us unless I follow his rules."
"Which you plan on doing, right?"
"Yeah," he said thinking back to what he had to do.
"Good, well then there's nothing to worry about."
"I hope so."
"Well, I'm gonna go. Bye, Fox."
"Bye, Gwen."
"Oh you are a fool, Gwen," Alistair laughed as he watched Gwen leave the hotel room on one of his many television sets.
"How can you enjoy doing this?" His secretary asked as she brought him his hourly glass of whiskey.
"My dear, I don't enjoy it. It's strictly business. I have to protect the Crane Empire from fools such as my grandson and granddaughter-in-law.
Fox sat across from Theresa eating his dinner, or at least he tried to. He once again had a guilty conscience about what he had done. Neither of them said much to the other. There was nothing really to be said. Theresa could feel that something was bothering her fiancee and this troubled her greatly. Whenever something was bothering him, she would instantly feel it as well. Theresa sat looking at her husband, not eating much either. Looking into his eyes she tried to find a clue of what was wrong, but Fox was too good for her. He was always able to hide something and whatever was troubling him now, he was hiding very well.
Both of their heads picked up as they head the doorbell followed by a long pounding on their door. Theresa and Fox ran to the door and saw Ethan standing outside, crying for their help. Fox instantly began to worry if Ethan had somehow found out about his and Gwen's affair.
"Ethan, what's wrong?" Theresa asked as she opened the door for him.
"Gwen's missing!"
"What!? How?" Fox asked becoming suspicious of his wife who seemed rather calm over the whole situation.
"I don't know. She never returned from lunch. You haven't seen her since she left for lunch have you, Fox?"
Knowing that his future hung in the balance Fox paused to say, "No, I haven't."
"I'll go make some coffee," Theresa said leaving the room quietly. Fox watched as she left and couldn't help but feel that maybe she knew where Gwen was.
Following her into the kitchen he asked, "Do you know where Gwen is?"
"What!?" She asked rather surprised by his question. "Why would you think I know where she is? Is there something you're not telling me?"
"What!? No, of course not! I was just wondering since you and Gwen so have some bad blood between you two still."
"Oh, well I don't. Maybe you and Ethan should form a search party for her?" She suggested.
"That's a good idea," Ethan said stepping into the kitchen.
"I can't believe Gwen is missing!" Whitney said in shock once she heard Theresa tell her face to face.
"Neither can I. I mean I know things aren't that great between me and Gwen, but I never wished something like this to happen to her. Can you believe that Fox thought I knew where she was?"
"Really?" Becoming rather interested in all of this, Whitney said as she sipped on her coffee.
"Yeah, I don't know what, but something has gotten into him over the past few weeks."
"I wonder what that could have been. He has been acting strange from what I've seen."
"I'm glad I'm not the only one to notice it," Theresa sighed. "I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like I'm losing him!"
Fox pounded his fist angrily on Alistair's desk as he exclaimed, "Damn it! Tell me where she is! I know you're behind this!"
Alistair just merely laughed, he loved watching people suffer, especially his family. Lighting up one of his Cuban cigars, Alistair called in his secretary, asking her to bring in something. Alistair's secretary brought in another tape and put in on for both Fox and Alistair. Fox couldn't believe his eyes when he saw his most recent affair on tape.
"Damn you!"
"Now, Fox, I have you under my complete control because one false move and your marriage to Theresa will be over before it even begins."
About ready to explode, Fox said, "Just tell me where Gwen is!"
"I don't know," he replied as he exhaled the smoke from his mouth into Fox's face.
"How can you not know?"
"Well, Fox, it may be hard to believe, but I'm not behind Gwen's disappearance."
"Who is then?"
"I'm not at liberty to say, but I'll give you a hint by saying it's someone you know rather well."
'This just in!' The news anchor said while cutting from a program. 'Gwen Crane, wife to Crane heir, Ethan Crane, has been found dead in Chicago. Not much is know at this time, but it appears that her car blew up. Police are looking into possible suspects at the moment that match evidence found at the scene of the crime. Stay tuned to...'
Alistair shut off the television and just laughed. He could feel that everything would be going his way in just a short matter of time. Fox stood in disbelief, he couldn't understand how that happened or why. All Fox knew was that his fiancee would more than likely become a suspect and he had to protect her.
"Go run to Theresa," Alistair laughed as Fox ran out of his office.
"This has turned out to be your day," Alistair's secretary said.
"This is just the beginning, my dear," he laughed. "Just the beginning."
Driving to work the only thing on his mind was Theresa. He didn't understand how he could have cheated on her, worst of all, with Gwen. Fox was clearly aware of the history between both ladies. When Fox first came to Harmony, Theresa became his first friend and she shared everything with him, including her tragic love story between her and Ethan, although Fox already knew quite a bit about it. Tabloids overseas kept him updated on all his family affairs since he stayed in contact with no one from his beloved family.
'I'm not going to hide anything from you,' Theresa said during one of their first late-night chats. 'I've learned from my mistakes with Ethan, but...' she hesitated as the mood music from the bedroom beside hers began to play, 'some people continue to believe that I am still the immature, optimistic girl I once was.'
'Are you still that same girl?' He asked with one of his intriguing smiles.
For a moment she paused to think. In some aspects, yes, she still was that girl. Over all though, she had grown up. Having Little Ethan made her realize where her priorities stood, Ethan was; however, not at the top of that list.
'In some ways I suppose I am,' she said as she traced her finger around the rim of the champagne glass that she held in her delicate hands. "But in more ways, I'm not. I'm still optimistic about my future, Fox. That won't ever change. No matter how bad things are, they can always become worse.'
Fox was prompted to laugh after her last sentence. Never in all his life had he met a girl who clung to such beliefs. Strange, it was, but in a way, Fox liked it. Something about her that just instantly attracted him to her and it wasn't just her beauty.
'What!?' she asked a little offended from his laugh. 'What's so funny?'
'You,' he replied as he leaned forward, their lips only inches away.'
'What about me?' she asked as though she could barely speak. The room was feeling suddenly different to her, almost as though everything stood still watching them.
'I'm going to be honest with you, Theresa. From what I know about you so far, I like you a lot, actually I like your spirit. I love it that you don't put yourself down just because my brother did you wrong. I hate seeing a girl who thinks they have to lay down and die because some guy did them wrong. You are nothing like those girls.'
Theresa's ears were wide opened as Fox spoke. Not even with Ethan could she have a conversation with him like the one she found herself having with Fox. She rather liked talking to Fox, just listening to what he had to say was like a fresh breath of air. It was the fresh air that she had been craving for the longest time. She now found herself sitting inches away from the man who could breath new life into her.
'You certainly are something, Fox,' she laughed nervously as she stood up and went over to Little Ethan's crib.
'I take that's a good thing,' he said as he moved behind her.
She could feel his eyes staring along the back of her body. For some reason she felt more nervous than anything. Normally she would have felt angered by his actions, but because they were his, it didn't bother her a bit. Picking Little Ethan up out of his crib Theresa turned back and now they stood gazing deep into each other's brown eyes. For a few minutes they stood just like that, not moving an inch, not taking their eyes off of each other. They both snapped back into reality though once they hear a knock at the door. Theresa passed Little Ethan over into Fox's arms as she answered the door.
'Yes?' she asked Phyllis who stood out there looking quite surprised to see Fox in her room so late.
'Oh, I'm sorry to bother you so late, but I wanted to remind you that Little Ethan has his doctor appointment tomorrow.'
'It's okay, Phyllis. Thank you for reminding me, I would have forgotten all about it if it wasn't for you.'
Phyllis smiled and turned away, but suddenly turned back, 'Is there anything I can get you two?'
Theresa turned her head towards Fox, who she had forgotten was even there, 'Oh...no,' she smiled as she looked directly at Fox, 'Nicholas was just leaving.'
'Well, goodnight then.'
'Night, Phyllis.'
Fox put Little Ethan back into his crib as he was about to make his exit. After he put his hand on the door knobe, he turned back , 'Please, call me Fox, step-mommy.'
'Anything you want,' she said as soon as he had left.
Fox came back to his senses as he parked his car and headed inside, hoping that he would be able to go straight to his office. The last person he wanted to run into at the moment was Gwen. Before he could see her, he had to think over carefully what he had to say. He wanted to end things with her on as good terms as possible, after all, she was his sister-in-law.
'Home free,' Fox thought as he rounded the corner to his office. Just as he was about to step into his office he heard her voice.
"Good morning, Fox."
Fox didn't have to turn around to know who it was, "Morning, Gwen," he said as he continued to enter his office. As Fox laid his briefcase upon his desk, he heard his door being shut, then locked. Turning around to see Gwen standing before him was no surprise. "Listen," he began slowly, "we need to talk about what happened."
"No," she said coolly, "no, we don't because everything was perfect."
Recalling that night, Fox had to admit it was unlike anything he ever experienced. But even so, he had to put a stop to it once and for all.
"You're right, it was wonderful, but, Gwen, it can't go on. I'm in love with Theresa and you...your married to my own brother!"
"That didn't seem to stop you last night from making love to me on the conference table. Don't you remember how wonderful it was? You can have that whenever you want it, Fox."
Fox's thoughts drifted off as Gwen went on talking, trying to convince him to leave Theresa behind for her.
Standing up suddenly, Fox threw all the papers off the conference table and smiled wickedly at her. With her heart fluttering wildly, she grabbed his face in her hands and began to stroke his mouth to ecstasy. Fox loved everything about her kisses. Her kisses were more rich than Godive chocolate, causing him to crave more for them. Her one hand wandered around his neck while she stroked her fingers through his golden brown hair. Caressing each other's tongue and awakening up emotions they never knew were buried inside, they slightly moved forward, and losing their balance while lost in each other, they fell on top of the conference table.
As they parted their lips for oxygen, they locked eyes and never looked away. Still panting, she undid the buttons on her blouse and stood there for a moment with her blouse hanging wide open just for his eyes. "Do you like what you see, Mr. Crane?" she asked.
"Very much so, Mrs. Crane," he laughed.
She preceded to remove her blouse by arching her back and lowering her arms to let it fall to the floor. After sliding out of her skirt and removing her pantyhose all that remained was her bra, panties, and a heart locket Ethan had bought for her for their first anniversary. Inside the locket laid a picture of them both before they were married. A picture of happier times.
"Are you going to remove your locket?" He asked curiously.
"It will be fine," she said with an impish look in her eyes. "But, that suit you are wearing may cause some problems." Approaching him very slowly, she untied his tie. Not having much patience to unbutton all of his buttons, she ripped the shirt off of his muscular chest with one swift tug. She laid bare on the cold conference table laughing as though she was playing game as he removed his remained garments. "I almost forgot about this," she said referring to her bra. Reaching behind her, she undid the fastener on her bra. Sliding each strap down each shoulder, she leaned forward as her voluptuous breasts were revealed before his eye for the first time.
Climbing onto the table, Fox laid his body perfectly on top of hers. Their lips were inches from touching each other, her harden breasts were pressed up against his chest, and her tingling nipples burrowing into his very flesh, driving him insane. She purred, "Of Fox," and arched into his body. She moaned and tossed her head back as Fox thrust the tip of her nipple into his mouth. All she could say as she gasped was ,"Oh Fox!" As Fox slide his fingers underneath the elastic of her panties, she arched her hips. Fox help her remove them and threw them to the side, seeing as they were of no importance.
Moving his hand down to her wet center of paradise, he gently slide his finger them in and out. "I need you now, Fox!" She cried out in a shallow breath. His pulsating manhood was positioned between her legs as she waiting for his entry. She slowly parted them enough so his the throbbing head of his erection could slowly pass along through the valley of her womenly desires. As she thrusted her hips upward, her breathing became heavy and deeper.
"Oh...this...feels...sooo...good!" She moaned in ecstasy between thrusts as she dug her nails into his back every time he went faster and harder. Fox positioned himself by kneeling between her knees as he caressed her aching breasts. They kissed passionately as she accepted him. With her fingers digging into his back, she raised her hips so he could go in further and bury himself deep inside of her. He could now feel her pulsating, contracting and releasing his erection, he leaned him feeling about ready to explode.
"Oh Fox!" She moaned as she arched her body into his.
"Oh Gwen!" With one final thrust they rode the wild and wonderful waves of sheer ecstasy.
"Well, if you really want to end things, I suppose that can happen."
"I want that, Gwen. I love Theresa more than anything and what I have done to her has opened my eyes."
"I know what you mean," Gwen said as she remembered how she had hurt Ethan as well. "I just...can't we...just once more?" She asked as she moved closer to him, now standing inches apart.
"We...no...well maybe...just...once more," he said as his tongue mad sweeping, twirling motions inside her mouth. Fox pulled back though as he heard Ethan talking to his secretary outside the door. "Meet me at this hotel," he said as he handed her a piece of paper with the address on it.
"When?"
"During lunch. Make sure you don't hint to Ethan where you're going."
"I won't," she said as she left.
'Now what have I gotten myself into?'
"Theresa, baby, I'm sorry, but I really can't miss this lunch meeting."
"What's more important: me or some business deal that Ethan will handle on his own more than likely?"
"I know you're angry with me, but I honestly have to go to this meeting. I'm so sorry, baby. I really did want to go to lunch with you."
Theresa stayed silent for a minute, which caused Fox to worry. Was she finally on to him? He could only wonder.
"Fox," she finally said.
"Yeah, baby?"
"Are you sure you are going to have lunch with some clients and not someone else?"
Fox could feel the sweat falling down his forehead as he thought for a minute what to say, "I'm postive, babe. Oh hey! I have to get going now or I'll be late."
"Uh-huh."
"Listen, I promise I am going to make this up to you."
"Yeah, I'm sure you will," she said coldly. "Bye."
"Bye," Fox said into the receiver where she had already hung up. "I'm so sorry, Theresa."
"Hello Fox," Gwen whispered as soon as he entered the hotel room.
Fox smiled as he looked all about the room. The shades were closed shut so no light could enter, the only light they had were a few lit vanilla scented candles Gwen had picked up on her way over.
"Come over here," Gwen said as she motioned him over with her index finger. As Fox began to remove his clothes he couldn't help, but feel that this was all too fake. The other night felt real, but now it was just wrong for some reason.
"I can't do this," he said as he put his shirt back on.
"Sure you can baby," Gwen said as she put her hands on his shoulders and began to message him.
"Mmm that feels so good!" He exclaimed.
"I can make you feel even better," she said seductively.
Gwen moved her hands around his chest, clinging on to him. He embraced her hold as she worked on removing his shirt. Gently she unbuttoned each one teasing him as she did it. She tugged at his shirt once it was unbuttoned. He knew just what she wanted him to do, and so he did. Letting his shirt fall to the floor, Fox now sat in front of Gwen in just his boxers with his conscience still pulling at him. Gwen giggled as she began to nibble on his ear lobe.
"Do you like?" She asked him as she pressed her lips against his neck.
"Love," he said starting to feel a little more comfortable.
Gwen pushed him aggressively back as he smiled at her aggressive side. He had never seen her like this, not even the previous night before and he just loved it. Gwen tugged at his boxers and obeying her wishes, he slipped out of them and threw them to the side. Fox wanted her now, he couldn't wait much longer since their lunch was so short.
As Fox slipped two fingers underneath the elastic of her panties, Gwen took them off and threw them to the side. Capturing his mouth with hungry urgency, Gwen ran her fingers threw his thick golden brown hair as Fox unclasped her bra.
Fox rolled Gwen on her back and moved on top of her body. Gwen relished the warm roughness of his chest against the tips of her breasts.
The darkness intensified all of there sensations. She felt the callused tenderness of his hands roaming all over her body and the texture of his male skin felt like suede as she rubbed her foot along his right calf. His hands were everywhere, and soon she couldn't think anything at all but the feelings she felt for him at the moment. Many sensations took over her brain and her entire focus was on his hands working his magic, then on his body rising over hers, climbing hers. Gwen held on to Fox feeling so different. Making love to Ethan was never this good.
Fox then he slid his fingers in and out of her. Gwen though wanted more of him. He pushed himself into Gwen. At first he slowly thrusted, but it got faster, then he took himself out. Making love to him like this was wonderful, but nothing would ever beat the first time they made love.
Again Fox pushed himself into her as she moaned with great pleasure. Her moans intensified as Fox was able to please her. He knew he was about to come, so he thrusted faster and faster, and harder each time until he finally released. Exhausted, they rested a little before Gwen suggested they go for another round.
"Fox, just once more," she managed to say as she gasped for more oxygen.
"Just once more," he said kissing her sweaty forehead.
Moving atop her once again, he conformed his body to hers as she began to move her hips against him. The feeling of her fingertips gliding across his skin made him shiver.
Placing his hands on her hips, he pulled her even closer. Crushing their bodies together, they began a rhythm that satisfied them both. Closing her eyes, she moaned. Never had she known it was possible to feel like this.
Feeling his pace quicken, she moved along with him. Thrust for thrust she matched him. Intertwining his hands with hers, he thrust into her once more as her eyes flew open, and they focused on each other. Over and over their breathing rapid and raspy, they kissed. Slowing down, their feelings began to calm.
"I better take a quick shower before leaving," Fox said as he glanced over at his watch.
"I'd join you, but I have to get back before Ethan becomes suspicious."
"That's okay," Fox said as he stood up and put on a robe that the hotel had supplied. "Listen, before you go I think there's something you need to know."
"What's that?" She laughed as she slipped on her shoes.
"Alistair knows about our affair."
"What!?!" She asked in shock. "How? I don't understand."
"Neither do I, but he knows about it."
"What does he want?"
"It's about me, not you," he said with a restless sigh. "He's not going to expose us unless I follow his rules."
"Which you plan on doing, right?"
"Yeah," he said thinking back to what he had to do.
"Good, well then there's nothing to worry about."
"I hope so."
"Well, I'm gonna go. Bye, Fox."
"Bye, Gwen."
"Oh you are a fool, Gwen," Alistair laughed as he watched Gwen leave the hotel room on one of his many television sets.
"How can you enjoy doing this?" His secretary asked as she brought him his hourly glass of whiskey.
"My dear, I don't enjoy it. It's strictly business. I have to protect the Crane Empire from fools such as my grandson and granddaughter-in-law.
Fox sat across from Theresa eating his dinner, or at least he tried to. He once again had a guilty conscience about what he had done. Neither of them said much to the other. There was nothing really to be said. Theresa could feel that something was bothering her fiancee and this troubled her greatly. Whenever something was bothering him, she would instantly feel it as well. Theresa sat looking at her husband, not eating much either. Looking into his eyes she tried to find a clue of what was wrong, but Fox was too good for her. He was always able to hide something and whatever was troubling him now, he was hiding very well.
Both of their heads picked up as they head the doorbell followed by a long pounding on their door. Theresa and Fox ran to the door and saw Ethan standing outside, crying for their help. Fox instantly began to worry if Ethan had somehow found out about his and Gwen's affair.
"Ethan, what's wrong?" Theresa asked as she opened the door for him.
"Gwen's missing!"
"What!? How?" Fox asked becoming suspicious of his wife who seemed rather calm over the whole situation.
"I don't know. She never returned from lunch. You haven't seen her since she left for lunch have you, Fox?"
Knowing that his future hung in the balance Fox paused to say, "No, I haven't."
"I'll go make some coffee," Theresa said leaving the room quietly. Fox watched as she left and couldn't help but feel that maybe she knew where Gwen was.
Following her into the kitchen he asked, "Do you know where Gwen is?"
"What!?" She asked rather surprised by his question. "Why would you think I know where she is? Is there something you're not telling me?"
"What!? No, of course not! I was just wondering since you and Gwen so have some bad blood between you two still."
"Oh, well I don't. Maybe you and Ethan should form a search party for her?" She suggested.
"That's a good idea," Ethan said stepping into the kitchen.
"I can't believe Gwen is missing!" Whitney said in shock once she heard Theresa tell her face to face.
"Neither can I. I mean I know things aren't that great between me and Gwen, but I never wished something like this to happen to her. Can you believe that Fox thought I knew where she was?"
"Really?" Becoming rather interested in all of this, Whitney said as she sipped on her coffee.
"Yeah, I don't know what, but something has gotten into him over the past few weeks."
"I wonder what that could have been. He has been acting strange from what I've seen."
"I'm glad I'm not the only one to notice it," Theresa sighed. "I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like I'm losing him!"
Fox pounded his fist angrily on Alistair's desk as he exclaimed, "Damn it! Tell me where she is! I know you're behind this!"
Alistair just merely laughed, he loved watching people suffer, especially his family. Lighting up one of his Cuban cigars, Alistair called in his secretary, asking her to bring in something. Alistair's secretary brought in another tape and put in on for both Fox and Alistair. Fox couldn't believe his eyes when he saw his most recent affair on tape.
"Damn you!"
"Now, Fox, I have you under my complete control because one false move and your marriage to Theresa will be over before it even begins."
About ready to explode, Fox said, "Just tell me where Gwen is!"
"I don't know," he replied as he exhaled the smoke from his mouth into Fox's face.
"How can you not know?"
"Well, Fox, it may be hard to believe, but I'm not behind Gwen's disappearance."
"Who is then?"
"I'm not at liberty to say, but I'll give you a hint by saying it's someone you know rather well."
'This just in!' The news anchor said while cutting from a program. 'Gwen Crane, wife to Crane heir, Ethan Crane, has been found dead in Chicago. Not much is know at this time, but it appears that her car blew up. Police are looking into possible suspects at the moment that match evidence found at the scene of the crime. Stay tuned to...'
Alistair shut off the television and just laughed. He could feel that everything would be going his way in just a short matter of time. Fox stood in disbelief, he couldn't understand how that happened or why. All Fox knew was that his fiancee would more than likely become a suspect and he had to protect her.
"Go run to Theresa," Alistair laughed as Fox ran out of his office.
"This has turned out to be your day," Alistair's secretary said.
"This is just the beginning, my dear," he laughed. "Just the beginning."