Sheila and I have known each other since my first week at the company where we work. She is every man's wet dream: five foot five inches with auburn hair, a fantastic body, and the nicest ass I have ever seen.

Deliverymen would come into the file room just to get a glimpse of Sheila. She wore skintight jeans, micro-minis, and often showed such incredible cleavage that it was hard to keep my mind on business. To top it off, she had the sweetest personality you could imagine. Naturally, she was married and unavailable. A few months after she had her first child, Sheila and I were both putting in some overtime. She'd come into the file room to ask a question.

I answered it and then asked, "How's your new family?""Oh," she said. "Rick and I aren't together anymore."

I was stunned. What kind of idiot would leave this sweet girl?... Read More