Anna rubbed at her eyes and pulled the light next to her desk to switch it off. Someone knocked on the doorframe and she looked up with a smile. "I thought you had a meeting in New York today."
"I did but it finished." John shrugged and walked toward her desk. "I'm actually back because I've got a conference call with Hong Kong in an hour and I needed some time to decompress before I came at them with our numbers."
"Are they looking strong?"
"They're alright but not as good as our numbers in France and Germany." John sighed, "There's something about China that we're just not getting when it comes to chocolate."
"Probably that they like it with one-third the sugar we do in America." Anna gathered her things, "I think I'm heading home for the night then."
"Don't want to help me find a way to spend an hour?" John winked at her and Anna came close enough to kiss him but pulled away before he could take it further.
"I'll not be the one to distract you when you've got so much to do and the better you do on the phone then the sooner you can come home and celebrate with me." She trailed her fingers up his shirt to land on his chin. "So you'll just have to imagine what waits for you when you finally do get home."
"Then I can make sure that call ends as soon as possible."
"Good." Anna kissed his cheek, "Drive safely yeah?"
"Always. I have to get home to you."
Anna arranged the strap on her shoulder and smiled at him, "And I have you coming home to me. What wife needs more than that?"
She left the building, shivering a bit in the cold before she felt a hand on her shoulder. Turning in a hurry she gasped out a smile when John stood there. "I thought you had a meeting."
"I do but then I remembered," He opened the back door of her car, and nodded his head toward the inside. "It's Valentine's Day and I need to celebrate with my wife."
"How'd you intend to do that?"
"You have a back seat." John climbed into the car and Anna followed him.
Her bag dropped over onto her passenger seat and she straddled John's lap in the back of the car. "How long do we have?"
"Half an hour, give or take." John checked his watch, "Thirty five minutes will give me enough time to finish the prep work. Forty five gives me a breather."
"Then we've got forty minutes." Anna loosened John's tie and undid his buttons. "I think we could work with that."
"I think we could too." John pulled the door shut before moving up just enough to kiss Anna.
Her mouth slanted over his, one of her hands coming to the back of his head to hold him in place, and the other finished unbuttoning his shirt. John's hands slipped under Anna's blouse and massaged the skin at her back before one of his hands slipped under the belt of her trousers to run his fingers over her ass. She groaned into his mouth and ran her fingernails over his skin.
John's hips bucked under her and Anna ground down. They broke the kiss and John's lips worked themselves down her neck as Anna struggled to get his belt open as his fingers dug into her ass. His other hand wrapped to the front, working her blouse open enough to knead over her breasts.
Anna ruffled John's hair as he moved his kisses lower to play at her breasts. Her hands dug desperately at his trousers and boxers to bring him out as John's hand pushed her trousers lower. She shifted to shuck them down her legs enough to leave them and her knickers in a pool at their feet. John shifted enough to let her bring his trousers and boxers lower.
"Is this going to be every Valentine's Day?" She asked, spreading onto her knees to sink her weight into the leather back seat of her car as she straddled over him. "Because I could get used to this."
"You did call me the patron saint of Valentine's Day." John eased his hands up her thighs, "I realized I couldn't be that if I left my own wife unsatisfied."
"How lovely of you." Anna sank down and buried her head near John's shoulder to let out her moan.
John grunted and moved his hands to hold tighter at Anna's ass to guide her motions while he drove into her. Her fingers crumpled up in his suit jacket as her thighs tightened at his hips. One of her hands worked between them as Anna tried to move herself closer to John. Between the movement of John against her and her fingers between them she tumbled over the edge.
He followed soon after, head tumbling back onto the seat. Anna slumped against him and tried to slip back to grab her trousers from the floor. She gave a final kiss to John before helping him move his trousers back in place.
"You've got ten minutes to seal the deal with Hong Kong and then we go for round two." She grinned at him, "If you get it."
"Best Valentine's Day ever." John snuck his hand to the back of her neck, holding her close to kiss one last time before sliding out of the back of Anna's car. "And I won't be late."
"I do hope not." Anna arranged herself and got into the driver's seat.
She drove home, parking her car outside her house. With the door unlocked Anna dropped her bag on the table and checked all of the other doors before starting up the fire. A peek at the wine collection had her picking a good choice to sit on the counter with the wine glasses.
Someone knocked on the door and Anna frowned. She checked her mobile for the time before leaving it on the table. Walking to the door she opened it and tried to stop herself taking a visible step backward.
"Hello Anna." Green waved at her, holding a bouquet toward her. "Happy Valentine's Day."
"Alex what…" Anna composed herself, "What are you doing here?"
"I thought, since it's Valentine's Day-"
"No," Anna shook her head, "How did you know where I live?"
"I looked it up in the system." Green tried to manage a little laugh, "I thought I needed to make a bigger gesture to show you how much I care about you."
"You kicked me out of your car outside a restaurant and then tried to force me to take you back." Anna went to shut the door but his hand hit the wood. "Excuse you?"
"I'm making a big stride here Anna." He tried to thrust the flowers forward but Anna knocked them away. "Are you really this ungrateful?"
"Are you really this intrusive?" Anna knocked the door back but Green maneuvered himself inside the house. "Get out before I call the cops."
"I came here, went through the trouble of finding your address, brought you flowers, and you just throw it all in my face?" He shook his head, "You don't do that to me."
"You're trespassing and I think you should leave before I break something." Anna pressed against the door again but Green shoved with his shoulder and knocked her back against the stairs.
She stumbled to her feet as Green threw the bouquet to the corner. "I can't believe you'd refuse me for what? For that old man in a nice suit?"
"What I see in him is none of your concern." Anna stood, moving toward the table where she left her mobile. "Now get out."
"No because I deserve to know why you left me."
Green stalked closer to her and Anna fumbled to grab her phone. He grabbed at her hand and brought his elbow around to knock into the side of her head. Anna fumbled sideways, trying to catch herself before she fell into her chairs, the mobile falling from her hand.
"I already told you." Anna caught herself on the back of her fireplace. "I don't love you and you didn't like it the first time."
"Because it's shit." Green held his hands close to his head, fingers curled toward his temples. "You don't leave someone like me."
"I already did." Anna held up her left hand, making sure Green saw the ring. "I'm already married and if you take one step closer I'll end you."
Green snorted, "You're just making that up."
"No, it's the truth and it's the reality that I don't love you, I never did, and I married the man I do love." Anna found the fire poker and held it out at him. "I do know how to use this."
"I won't let you make a fool of me." Green charged and Anna swung the fire poker.
It caught him across the face and he fell back into her table. His hand shook, going up to his face, and he touched the blood from the gash there. The scowl on his face had Anna clutching the poker tighter.
"Leave before I do something worse."
Green snarled and ran toward her. It was all Anna could do to try and keep him away. She got another two whacks in before Green grabbed the fire poker and backhanded her toward the sofa. Catching herself on the cushions Anna tried to get herself to stand when he tackled her to the floor.
Once her head hit the floor it all hazed. His hands tearing at her and her clothes as she tried to fight him off from behind her only left her with a wrenched shoulder. The pain shot through her whole body and sharpened the one part of her she needed.
In a moment of distraction, between her own sobs and shrieks her hand closed over the loose brick on the fireplace. She swung back and knocked the brick against his skull. Green tumbled back, holding his head, and Anna crawled over the floor to her mobile.
Her fingers fumbled over the buttons and she could barely sob to the operator. She slid over the floor, keeping an eye on Green as he twitched and fell back to the floor, and held her legs closer to her body. The door burst open and Anna jumped but quickly dissolved into tears on John's shoulder.
"Anna it's alright." He held her close, cradling her as lights flashed through the window. "It's going to be alright."
"No it's not John." Anna tugged tighter at his arm. "It's not alright."
"I'm here Anna. It'll be alright."