It took me a few days after Reba's birthday party to realize that I wanted an affair with Brock. Once he realized that I was the only woman for him he would leave Reba and we would get married. It was so perfect. I just had to find the time alone with Brock and ask him. I hoped with everything in me that Reba wouldn't stop by the office today. One day of being the inattentive wife may get it where he wants somebody to always be there for him.

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When I got to work that morning, I was very disappointed. First person I saw when I walked in that morning was Reba.

"Hi Barbara Jean." She said to me.

"Hi." I replied to be friendly, but glared at her when she looked away from me. I walked towards Brock's office. When I opened the door, he was standing there looking at a file.

"Oh Barbara Jean, it's good to see you. I need you to go into exam room three and look in on the patient in there. Tell him I will be in there in a few minutes." Brock said. I walked over to him.

"Brock, oh Brock, I think about you day and night. I want you to want me like I want you." I said just throwing myself out there. He looked at me.

"Barbara Jean," He pushed the file into my hand. "exam room three please." Then he walked out of his office. Okay, I felt a little deflated, but that certainly wasn't going to change how I feel about him at all. I walked into the exam room. The patient looked over at me.

"Where's Doctor Hart?" He asked. I put the file down on the counter.

"He wanted me to tell you that he'll be back in here in a few minutes. His wife is here. He's talking with her, I bet." I said longing that it was me he was talking to. The man laughed.

"I used to come in here before you started working here, you know, when Reba was still in the office. They were always together. It's hard to believe they've been married twenty years. They still act like teenagers." He said with a chuckle.

"Yeah. I replied and walked out of the room. I walked into the waiting room and saw Reba and Brock being awfully cute. They were standing really close together talking. Both of them were smiling. I got a smile on my face. That's going to be me soon enough. I walked over to them.

"Well hello again Barbara Jean. I guess I better be going. You have patients waiting on you." Reba said looking at Brock. She kissed him and then she walked to the door. I watched her as she walked away. All the curves of that fit, taunt, middle aged body; while I'm a twenty one year old blob. I frowned at that thought. Every time she comes in here she's teasing me with her curvy hips, her ample bosom, those blue eyes and that rear end. I don't have any of that. But I will show Brock that he can love me just as much as he loves her.

"Dr. Hart? Can I talk to you please? Privately?" I asked him. Brock looked at me and nodded.

"We're alone." Brock crossed his arms.

"Brock, I love you. I have loved you since I met you. I want to be your wife. I want you to love me the way you love Reba. We don't have to get married right away. I'm willing to be a mistress at first until you can tell Reba you're leaving her." I said. He turned away from me.

"Barbara Jean,"

To be Continued!