Simon Macbeth

FROM SIMON MACBETH'S BOOK - CHAPTER NINTEEN

She had said that jokingly, but soon started getting carried away by her own bravado and said, “Go on, do it, I dare you to” in a playful type of way. A three-drawer filing cabinet was just behind me so Simon Macbeth jumped behind it and opened the middle drawer, which covered enough for me to strip naked. He changed his clothes while she was pretending to peek around the cabinet. We didn’t get much work done for the rest of the day, just chilled and moved into the bedroom. There was nothing sexual in it, just some outrageous flirtatious behaviour. They lay on Simon Macbeth's bed like two spoons with her back to my front. She put her hands back, grabbed my arms and Simon willingly wrapped them around her. We’d never cuddled before and we lay like that for quite some time before she turned around onto her back and kissed me.

That’s how things were with Simon Macbeth, Leeds and Katrina for quite a while. She’d come in to work, they’d get the work done, or he’d make sure the work was already done by other people. We didn’t have sex. We’d just hang out together and enjoy each other’s company, and this went on until we changed things. We’d known each other for about five months at this point and we knew we were both excited by the fact that we were having an affair. Katrina often said Simon Macbeth was her best friend and that made me feel incredibly special.

Simon Macbeth changed the Leeds office rota to give Angela every Friday afternoon off. She was happy because it was an extra half-day tagged on to her weekend and Simon was pleased as he could spend a half-day with Katrina, where we rarely did any work at all. He’d basically close the office down, take the phone into the living room with his, and deal with anyone who phoned up. Simon Macbeth made sure all the shifts were covered and the work was done in the morning, which left a long afternoon of whatever Katrina wanted to do.

Things progressed between Simon and Katrina until eventually they got naked in bed. They didn’t have any condoms so didn’t have full sex. It only went in for a split second. When they’d finished she ran out on him and was really upset. In her mind she’d crossed the line and cheated on her boyfriend. Technically it could only just be described as cheating, but in reality they’d been more than friends for weeks. I think she had kidded herself that if they were not having sex, then it was innocent fun. After she’d come to terms with the guilt,

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