muscles beneath my hands tensing with each thrust.
“I’m not sure I can wait any more, Soph, I’m sorry.” He thrusts one more time and then stills, pouring himself into me. I wrap my arms around him, holding him to me as he catches his breath.
“Did you have a good evening?” I ask him, running my hands along his spine.
“Not really, I spent it waiting for you to text me. I gave up at 9.30pm and came here. I did some work and waited for you... About 11.30pm I heard you trying to open your door.... and talking to your key. ” he lifts his head and laughs. “Mr. Key and Mrs Lock weren’t talking last night...”
I blush, everywhere and groan.
“Oh I did not start that crap...” I try to cover my eyes but he isn’t having any of it. He is enjoying my embarrassment.
“You did. It was sort of funny.” he climbs off me, pulling me with him.
“Shower then work.” he lifts me into his arms and into the bathroom.
The shower washes last night’s adventures and this morning’s activities away, leaving me feeling refreshed and ready for a new day.
“I have a dinner meeting tonight. Will I see you after?” I was brushing my hair, ready to leave for work.
“I don’t know. I have no idea what time this shoot will finish.”
“I’d really like you to be there when I get back, could you come over after? Even if it’s just to sleep? I can have Alison make something easy for dinner so you don’t have to worry about cooking?” smiling at how he thinks of everything I nod.
“Yes. I’ll come over after I’ve finished.”
“I’ll see you later then” kissing me once he makes his way out the door.
“Have a good day” he calls closing my front door.
***
Thursday and Friday pass in a blur. I finish so late on Friday, I call Doug to tell him I’m too tired to drive over to his. I will meet him for a late lunch tomorrow instead. He isn’t happy about it but he understands, having had a couple of drinks, he can’t drive over to mine either. He tries to tell me he can get a taxi, but after convincing him, I was just going to go straight to sleep when I got in, he relented.
I wake up the next morning to a gloriously sunny day. Looking at the clock I see its 11am. Yawning and stretching I realise I best get up and ready to meet Doug. I shower and get ready before heading down to my car to go meet Doug. I love driving alone. I can sing as loud as I want, as badly as I want and for as long as I want, you just can’t do this when you have company. Bluuuuuuuuuured liiiiiiiiines . I park the car and have to resist the urge to play the song again, it just doesn’t get old.
Checking my face in the mirror I apply a little lip gloss, grab my bag and step out of the car. It’s an unusually hot afternoon in April and I am making the most of it by wearing one of my favourite summer dresses; a little turquoise flower number that comes to just above my knee with my denim jacket over the top. I was humming to myself as I walked the short distance to the cafe where I was meeting Doug for lunch when I bumped into someone.
“Whoa! Sorry!” I looked up and into the most gorgeous pair of blue eyes.
“No need to apologise.” he smirks.
“Doug!” I half yell, throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him.
“You’re pleased to see me.” he kisses me back enthusiastically.
“I’m always pleased to see you, why are you here?”
“Hmmm, I was under the impression I was meeting you for lunch?” he scratches his head and frowns.
“You are. I just mean... Oh it doesn’t matter. Shall we go have lunch?” I smile, grasping his hand.
“Yes, I think we should.” He smiles. I swear to god, his smile could cause accidents. It is the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen.
“You look beautiful today, not that you don’t always look beautiful, but
“I’m not sure I can wait any more, Soph, I’m sorry.” He thrusts one more time and then stills, pouring himself into me. I wrap my arms around him, holding him to me as he catches his breath.
“Did you have a good evening?” I ask him, running my hands along his spine.
“Not really, I spent it waiting for you to text me. I gave up at 9.30pm and came here. I did some work and waited for you... About 11.30pm I heard you trying to open your door.... and talking to your key. ” he lifts his head and laughs. “Mr. Key and Mrs Lock weren’t talking last night...”
I blush, everywhere and groan.
“Oh I did not start that crap...” I try to cover my eyes but he isn’t having any of it. He is enjoying my embarrassment.
“You did. It was sort of funny.” he climbs off me, pulling me with him.
“Shower then work.” he lifts me into his arms and into the bathroom.
The shower washes last night’s adventures and this morning’s activities away, leaving me feeling refreshed and ready for a new day.
“I have a dinner meeting tonight. Will I see you after?” I was brushing my hair, ready to leave for work.
“I don’t know. I have no idea what time this shoot will finish.”
“I’d really like you to be there when I get back, could you come over after? Even if it’s just to sleep? I can have Alison make something easy for dinner so you don’t have to worry about cooking?” smiling at how he thinks of everything I nod.
“Yes. I’ll come over after I’ve finished.”
“I’ll see you later then” kissing me once he makes his way out the door.
“Have a good day” he calls closing my front door.
***
Thursday and Friday pass in a blur. I finish so late on Friday, I call Doug to tell him I’m too tired to drive over to his. I will meet him for a late lunch tomorrow instead. He isn’t happy about it but he understands, having had a couple of drinks, he can’t drive over to mine either. He tries to tell me he can get a taxi, but after convincing him, I was just going to go straight to sleep when I got in, he relented.
I wake up the next morning to a gloriously sunny day. Looking at the clock I see its 11am. Yawning and stretching I realise I best get up and ready to meet Doug. I shower and get ready before heading down to my car to go meet Doug. I love driving alone. I can sing as loud as I want, as badly as I want and for as long as I want, you just can’t do this when you have company. Bluuuuuuuuuured liiiiiiiiines . I park the car and have to resist the urge to play the song again, it just doesn’t get old.
Checking my face in the mirror I apply a little lip gloss, grab my bag and step out of the car. It’s an unusually hot afternoon in April and I am making the most of it by wearing one of my favourite summer dresses; a little turquoise flower number that comes to just above my knee with my denim jacket over the top. I was humming to myself as I walked the short distance to the cafe where I was meeting Doug for lunch when I bumped into someone.
“Whoa! Sorry!” I looked up and into the most gorgeous pair of blue eyes.
“No need to apologise.” he smirks.
“Doug!” I half yell, throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him.
“You’re pleased to see me.” he kisses me back enthusiastically.
“I’m always pleased to see you, why are you here?”
“Hmmm, I was under the impression I was meeting you for lunch?” he scratches his head and frowns.
“You are. I just mean... Oh it doesn’t matter. Shall we go have lunch?” I smile, grasping his hand.
“Yes, I think we should.” He smiles. I swear to god, his smile could cause accidents. It is the most gorgeous thing I have ever seen.
“You look beautiful today, not that you don’t always look beautiful, but
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