Not so easily dismissed

Jenna nervously fidgeted in the booth as she looked up at the waitress.

"Another, please," she requested, looking around the quiet cafe. She knew she had no reason to be nervous. After all, Geoffry used to be a good friend. There was no reason to believe anything had changed on that front.

When the waitress returned to refill her drink, she didn't only have a pot of coffee accompanying her.

"Geoff," the petite blonde stated in surprise.

"JD," came the response as Geoffrey slipped into the booth across the table from Jenna.

Jenna smiled at the pet name. She hadn't been called that in nearly 20 years. That thought alone made her feel incredibly old. But, seeing the man only a year or so older than she gazing into her eyes, she found herself drawn back into a past best forgotten. After all, that's what he was - one of the forgotten. It shamed her to realize that back then she had dismissed him so easily. So why was it that for the past several years, he kept crawling back into her mind?

They made small talk over the small cafe table. The waitress refilled their cups. "Geoff?" Jenna finally interrupted the small talk. Confusion, or perhaps surprise, came over the man and he gazed into her sharp blue eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Never mind." Jenna changed her mind, too afraid to bring up the past. She smiled softly. "So how is married life treating you?"

Geoff watched her closely, trying to decide how best to handle the situation. Part of him wanted to admit the marriage was basically a sham. But part of him wanted to watch her suffer. She'd killed a part of him back them, and never realized. She needed to know.

"It's.... Ok" he finally said. "And for you?"

"It's... Ok" she repeated his words.

"JD?" his voice was more a warning than a question.

"Please?" she responded, her voice breathy and filled with need.

Geoffrey tossed some money onto the middle of the table - plenty enough to pay for their coffee and the tip - and slipped out of the booth, holding out his hand to the slightly younger woman. She grabbed the outstretched hand and allowed him to lead her out the door and across the street. She didn't speak a word as he pulled out the hotel key from his pocket.

"I realize this isn't all that spectacular..."

Jenna smiled softly, "It's ok.." She leaned up and kissed his cheek lightly.

Geoffrey grabbed her face, holding her steady. "My god I've dreamed about this day for too long." The blush was just overcoming Jenna's cheeks as Geoff moved closer, catching her lips in a hard deep kiss. Jenna moaned lightly, pressing herself closer to him.

Without coming up for air, Geoff reached his hand between them, slipping inside her jeans. He groaned loudly, not expecting to feel her so wet.

Jenna blushed a deeper shade of red as she felt his hands slip inside her panties. She knew he'd find her wet and needy. Geoff didn't say a word, however. Instead, he let his fingers press closer to her, his index finger lightly and slowly rubbing against her clit.

Jenna felt the buildup as they grew closer, ready to explode. Her entire body was on fire. Geoff still didn't speak. Instead, he slid a finger insider her. She groaned, rocking her hips against his touch. Geoff smiled slightly, sliding his finger from inside her heat. He rubbed it over her slit, trying to control his own growing desire.