I Ran Like Hell (Revealing , Reality)

In my early twenties I worked in a store. This store had a regular demo girl, as we called her, that would feature products. She was about ten years older than my but I found her to be so beautiful. She would flirt and joke around with me and we became good friends. As I got to know her better she would complain a lot about her husband. He sounded like a real asshole and I dreamed to be in his place instead of him. He would yell at her and intimidate her. Acting like he was a big tough guy he would push her around, or so she said. Just the very sight of her and my heart would skip beats. She had long black hair and beautiful green eyes. Since every time I saw her she was demonstrating products she was always dresses so well. I remember her wearing black dress pants that zipped up in the back. Her ass was probably the most beautiful thing I had seen. I would often dream as I looked at her.
On a very rainy and quite day in the store she came in about an hour later than her normal time. I was worried and when she arrived she was crying. She explained that her and her husband had separated and she look devastated. I was a good friend and let her cry on my shoulder for hours. At the end of the day she asked if I wanted to go for a drink. Still being the good guy I told her that it was not a good idea and she should go home and sleep. She called me just before I went to bed and thanked me for being the gentleman and not taking advantage of her. I felt like a hero for doing the right thing especially when i could only think about a night with her. A couple days later, Saturday, she stopped in at the end of the work day. She asked me to go for dinner with her as a reward for being such a good guy. This blew my mind. Like a dream come true. She drove me home and watched some TV as I washed up and changed. Just before we left to go eat she moved in close and whispered in my ear. Before I tell you what she said I have to explain the effect her soft warm breath had on my ear and the rest of my body. I actually felt faint and tingly all over. She said, "You are the real Mr. nice guy." I had a smile on my face all the way to the restaurant. We ate at a Japanese restaurant and she kept playing footsie with my. Feeling her feet rub up and down my leg had the typical response and she noticed it when we stood up to leave. When we worked together we talked about a funny British show called Ad Fab and tonight she asked if I wanted to come over and watch it for a bit. She promised no funny stuff. At this point I was out of my comfort zone but my body would not let me act rationally. We watched about two minutes of the show and even before the open credits were kissing each other as she straddled me. The passion I felt was hotter than ever before and I almost blew it when she opened my pants, but luckily I managed to hold it back. She pulled off my shirt and kissed nearly my entire body before she kissed it. I wanted her so much that I stopped her, so I could kiss her body. She was wearing a summer dress and I slid it off from the top as I started kissing her neck and shoulders. Her skin was so soft and her body like a model and I kissed it for over an hour. Then she climbed on top of me and began to make love to me. We were both so in the moment that we did not hear her estranged husband enter the house. It wasn't until we heard him yelling as he climbed the stairs towards the bedroom that reacted. It was like something right out of a movie as I gathered my clothes and i ran like hell and then jumped from her window completely naked, just missing the rose bushes. I got dressed and thought I should just keep walking around the block until he leaves. After a few hours, and now way past midnight, I finally gave up and returned home. I could hardly sleep that night. Both my head and my heart were so happy and so sad.
The next morning, when i got the the store she was waiting for me outside. She explained that he had come home drunk and crying and how she felt that she had to give him another chance. I knew she was going to tell me this, but it still hurt like hell. She was very special to me and now when I look back I was such a fool. Not because of this encounter, but because i let her do this to me a number of times. Each time she told me that I was the real Mr. nice guy and I actually thought this time would be different.