JR stared out of his office window and smiled. Word was out that Katherine Wentworth had successfully taken control of her late father's company, forcing out her half -sister and brother in the process at the lowest of prices.

Granted he had helped and advised her but it had to be said that the execution was all down to her. The machinations, plotting, gaining people on her side, Pamela and Cliff remaining stupidly oblivious, had been nothing short of genius, he reflected. Then there was her courage in seeing it through.

He had never met a woman quite like her before. Katherine knew what she wanted and went all out to get it, never afraid, never cowed by the "man's world" in which she existed. Sue Ellen, by contrast, had no interest in business other than the material benefits that it brought to her. Her world was dominated by shopping or meeting with the ladies of the DOA, somewhere that Katherine wouldn't be seen dead at. His wife rarely, if ever, asked him any questions about the running of Ewing Oil, preferring to hide behind the façade that a wife should never seek to involve herself in her husband's business.

Sue Ellen had her attractions. She was beautiful and mannered with a poise and elegance that befitted his wealth and status. She was a good mother too. In the right circumstances she could also be sexy and fun but was that all their marriage amounted to?

Katherine was a rare beauty. He had often marvelled when they were together in the privacy of her hotel suite at the physical package that she presented. Porcelain skin offset by big, bright blue eyes and thick auburn curls with a body that was, frankly, to die for. She was also quite a bit younger than his wife which was only too evident when they were in bed together.

Katherine took great pleasure in their sexual relationship. Much to his surprise she shared his deepest and darkest desires, enjoying him being rough and dominating of her, letting him do whatever he wanted to her including the practice that he had never dared subject Sue Ellen to. In recent weeks their encounters had become ever more passionate, experimental and daring. He was becoming almost addicted to her and he surmised that she knew it.

He wondered how she felt about him? They had started as business transactions, Katherine repaying him for his assistance, never making any secret of her lust for Bobby. Had things changed recently, he wondered. She didn't seem quite as hell bent on making sure that Pam's divorce from Bobby went through, throwing her energies into the takeover and making sure that she pleased him instead. The last time they had been together had she appeared almost saddened when it came time for him to leave or was he just imagining it?

He got up and paced around the office. The buzzer went off causing him to return to his desk. "JR, it's Mrs Ewing on line one" his secretary informed him. Whatever could Sue Ellen want at this time of day, he wondered annoyedly. "Sue Ellen? How many times have I told you that I don't want to be interrupted at the office?" "I'm sorry, JR. It's my mother. She's been taken ill and needs me to go and look after her for a few days. I've arranged for the jet to take me. I just wanted you to know. "

Her words made him feel a little guilty. "Of course, you must go. I'm sorry darlin. I was just preoccupied with a difficult issue here. Keep in touch" he answered. "I will. I love you, JR." "Uh, you take good care of yourself and your mother" he responded, unable to reciprocate, not now he understood how he was feeling.

He hung up but almost immediately dialled again. "Katherine? It's JR. I want to see you tonight" he informed her determinedly. "JR, I don't know" Katherine replied hesitantly. "I'm truly grateful for all that you've done for me but we both know this isn't going anywhere. You're married. Go home to Sue Ellen."

JR's mind raced. "We both know this isn't going anywhere"- did she want it to? Did she actually want to be with him now, he pondered before quickly composing his response. "Katherine, we had a deal. That deal hasn't come to an end, at least not yet. I will be at your hotel suite for seven. You can arrange dinner to be brought up. I'm staying the night this time. Sue Ellen is out of town" he demanded, making it clear he would not take no for an answer.

Katherine gave her assent and put down the telephone. He's staying the night, she mused. He wants to be with me the whole night! We will go to bed and wake up together. Have his feelings changed? Do they mirror mine? She asked herself feeling excited but scared at the same time.

JR Ewing was the man who had empowered her. He had instilled the confidence in her to do what she needed to do, to seek revenge for the manner in which her half- sister and brother had inveigled their way into the company that her father had built up, for her, his only daughter. More than that, though, shortly before her untimely death the pair of them had ensured that her relationship with their mother altered, became less close, difficult, bordering on estranged. Grabbing shares in her father's company was despicable enough but ruining the bond that she and her mother had once had was abominable, she reflected.

JR was the only person who had helped her, the only one who understood her pain, her need to retaliate and not simply accept defeat. Being with him was exciting in its unpredictability, in her slight fear of him mixed with the attraction that she was now feeling increasingly towards him. She had once whispered the three words, in bed, after he had praised her, intent on a second encounter but had instantly regretted it, hoping against hope that he hadn't heard her.

She couldn't be in love with JR, she told herself. It would only end in disaster, her being the one rejected and hurt. Sue Ellen was the only woman he could ever really live with. He had demonstrated that by marrying her twice. She had heard the tales from Pam about how he had pursued her, determined to get her away from Dusty Farlow and back to him. He had succeeded and, in the process, secured the return of his only son to Southfork. JR wouldn't jeopardise that, not for her, no matter how much he enjoyed being with her, no matter how pleasurable their times together were.

She stood and walked to her office window. In the distance she could see the top of the Ewing Building. She imagined him back hard at work, driven to finish what he was doing before joining her at the hotel. She wanted to but she couldn't say no to him because the reality was that she needed to see him. When she was with JR she felt alive.

Tbc

This story was a request from Presea. Hope it's okay and captures what you asked to read. I will continue it I promise : )