Shaky hands challenged her to try and fit the key into the lock, after steadying it with her other hand she managed to unlock the door. By the soft glow of candles that lit up the room she knew that he was already here, waiting for her. Her call earlier surprised him some, catching him off guard but delighting him just the same when she made the request to meet. After a brief second guess, he agreed to her idea. 

They had been meeting for over fours years now, a chance meeting every now and then, away from the office and their significant others knowledge. 

Shutting the door behind her, she placed her keys in her coat pocket as she hung it on the pegs. 

"I was beginning to get worried about you, figured that you might have canceled." He said, in a warm voice as he came up behind her. 

"Nope, just had to take care of a few things before I headed over. I see that you got free rather quick," she replied, beginning to settle her wildly beating heart. 

"Well, my life is less hectic than yours," he soothed, watching the emotions that played over her face, "If you don't want to do this, I understand. I mean it has been a couple of months since we last got together with everything that has been going on lately." 

Smiling, she walked over to him and placed a hand on his chest. His concern for her was touching; it was a shame that she didn't have more of a claim on him. Then her thoughts drifted to a time when he had asked her why she had said yes to that ring. Leaning closer to kiss him, she sighed as their lips touched. 

With that simple contact, he went into autopilot as he pulled her close to him in a crushing, desperate hold as she wrapped her arms around him. 

Pulling away slightly, his breath came hard, "You get one last chance to stop this." 

Her voiceless reply was to initiate unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his hard, steel chest and abs as all was revealed to her sultry gaze. He groaned as she finally made it down to his jeans and slowly unzipped his pants, freeing him from the restraints of his clothes. With some help on his part, he was soon standing naked in front of her. 

After their first few times together, he discovered that she liked to set the tone, slow or fast. This night it would be fast; he knew from her undressing him first. All sense of time was lost as he filled her mouth with his generous endowment, and she started to suck hard and fast on him. His ecstasy continued when he felt her massage his balls with one hand while the other caressed his inner thighs. It was all he could to do keep from losing it as he pulled her back to her feet and kissed her soundly before he started undressing her. 

Pulling her shirt over her head, he freed her breasts from the silky bra she had on. Leaning towards her so he could grab one of them with his mouth, he sucked greedily causing her to moan raucously. Running her hands through his hair, she moved his hands free to divest her of her shorts and panties. 

Eventually they found themselves leaning against the back of the low couch. Gently, he lifted her enough so that she was perched atop it, as he knelt down so that he was kissing the inside of her legs, his fingers brushing lightly over her sex. Throwing her head back in pleasure, she then gasped as he plunged a finger into her and started thrusting it in and out. 

"Oh yes, please more," she begged as his tongue now followed the path of his fingers over her sex and he continued to impale her with his long finger. 

Knowing she was getting close but wanting him in her as she came, she moaned beseechingly, "Please . . . Together." 

He was so close that her request caused him to shudder as he stood, taking himself in hand and rubbing his heat against her. Her sweet slickness drenched him, and prepared them both for what was coming next. 

"Now," was her order that brought them to their ultimate union, and was all it took from her to get him to plunge hard and fast into her. Holding her close, he grabbed hold of her hips so that there was little space between them. Leaning forward, he sought out her mouth in a bruising kiss as her hands wandered over his back. His tongue kept pace with the motion of his hips as pumped into her welcoming heat. 

Their tempo was quick and hard as he drove himself deep within her over and over till she was screaming his name as she came. 

A couple more swift plunges and the pulsing of her inner walls brought their rapture to full bloom as he followed her through the galaxy of intense pleasure. 

Using each other as support, they hung on till the waves of receding felicity died away. Pulling out of her, he lifted her and carried her to the bedroom. 

She held on tight as first shards of guilt penetrated into her brain. 

"You okay? I wasn't to rough was I?" 

She patted his arm, "No, never." 

A sad smile took form on his face as he too felt the assault of guilt start to take root. 

Tears escaped as she curled up under the covers, "Join me?" 

His answer was the weight of the bed shifting as he spooned up against her. 

A short nap would feed the feelings of lust once again and morning would find them still in bed, holding onto each other as the light of day forced reality back upon them. 

 
Monday Morning 
0815 EST 

And he'll tell her - He's working late again 
But she knows to well there's something goin' on. 
She's been neglected - and she needs a friend 
So her trembling fingers dial the telephone. 

"Hey Bud how was your trip to San Diego?" Harm asked as he joined Harriet, Mac and Bud in the elevator. 

"Good Sir, how was your weekend?" 

And Lord, it hurts her - doin' this again 
He's the best friend that her husband ever knew. 
When she's lonely - he's more than just a friend 
He's the one she loans her body to. 

"Great," he said as he glanced over to Harriet who kept her eyes on her husband. He remembered Keeter's expression when he found him cleaning up Saturday night and was thankful that she had left when she had. 

"Renee keep you busy? You look really tired, you two should cut back on the extra curricular activities," Mac jabbed at him. 

Daytime friends and nighttime lovers - 
Hoping no one else discovers 
Where they go - What they do - 
In their secret hideaway 

Harriet kept the fake smile plastered on her face as the foursome walked into the bullpen. Her eyes avoided Harm's as he tried to search out what she was feeling. 

Daytime friends and nighttime lovers - 
They don't want to hurt the others 
So they love - In the nighttime - 
And shake hands in the light of day. 

And when it's over - there's no peace of mind 
Just a longin' for the way things should have been. 
And she wonders - Why some men never find 
That a woman needs a lover and a friend. 

"I have that file you asked for Commander, I'll bring it to you in a minute." 

"Thanks Lieutenant," Harm mumbled out of earshot, "For everything." 
 

The end