Dinner and a Movie Star (a continuation)

Elena walked briskly up the stairs of the subway station and gazed up at a quickly blackening sky. She had known halfway
to her local stop that the rain would come down but was afraid to take the time to go back home to get an umbrella. Now as she walked down the street towards her destination she wished she had. All of her primping would be for nothing if she didn't make it to the restaurant before it started to rain. Even a drizzle would ruin her supposedly quick and easy messy up-do and she did not even want to contemplate what it would do to her black studded Sam Edleman heels. They were her latest fashion coup and she was only able to get her hands on them through a friend who worked at Macy's. Even then the only reason she got them was because she was a half size smaller than her friend. Her feet had been given the once over several times on the train on the way over and even now as she passed women on the street she could feel the shoe envy. New shoes always put an extra bit of pep in her step so tonight she walked with a bit more swagger than normal. When she looked in the mirror on her way out the door she had been satisfied with the reflection that looked back at her. It had taken a half a dozen wardrobe and hair changes to get the desired effect and her bedroom looked like a tornado hit it but in the end it was worth it. She'd really have hated for any insecurities to ruin the evening.  As the first drops hit her black Ann Taylor shift dress she ducked under the safety of the awning of her destination. A man stationed at the entrance opened the door to her with a nod and a smile and she entered brushing the droplets from her dress she walked up to the hostess. "Good evening Miss do you have a reservation?" 

Elena smiled at the young blond woman dressed very similar to herself and thought I look like I work here. She suppressed her laughter and answered " Good evening. Yes I do it's under Walker"
"Yes Walker for two 8 o'clock. You are a bit early and the other member of your party has not arrived yet, you are welcome to take a seat at the bar and we will call you when your table is ready." Elena nodded and turned to walk over to the bar when she was stopped by the maitre'd.  "Miss Sterling?" 

"Yes?"

"Good evening ma'am I just received a phone call from your dinner companion. He is running a bit late but has asked if I would look after you until he arrives. I will take you directly to your table so you can wait for him in comfort." He gestured for me to follow him and as I did so I noticed people watching me and could feel that chill of uneasiness climbing up my back. I hated being the center of attention and this restaurant was a place to be noticed. It made her wonder why he picked this place. For someone desperate to avoid the spotlight as of late it seemed a very odd choice. She should be happy that he would be willing to bring her to a place such as this as it meant he had no qualms about being with her but she couldn't help but feel like there was a potential for being thrust into something she was not prepared for or worse yet used. She never should have agreed to this but she had already committed before she Googled the place to see what it was all about. Her heart had nearly dropped (hence the storm in her bedroom) but now being here she should have followed her instinct and backed out. The maitre's stopped in front of a corner booth at the back of the restaurant. I slid in on the right side and did the best I could to straighten and compose myself. "Miss can I arrange a drink from the bar for you?" She took a deep breath gave it a moments thought and replied "Yes sir a double scotch,neat" He looked taken a back for a moment but before a smile could form upon his lips he nodded and turned to leave her on her own. The nerves in her arms tingled and she wished she had a Xanax but perhaps scotch would serve as a effective substitute. She didn't think that a full blown anxiety attack in the middle of her current surroundings would be the most advisable way to go but as her leg started to hop under the table she rolled her eyes heavenward and prayed for the strength to get through this night.  A handsome waiter named Sam came to the table with her scotch, before he could even sit it firmly down on the table she grabbed it and downed it in two gulps. It bit and burned at the back of her throat and she shook the sting off with what had to be a very un-lady like look on her face. She slapped the glass down on the table and requested another round from a befuddled Sam who left with the same look on his face as the Maitre'd. As someone who worked in the service industry she knew all to well that she would be talked about and made a mental promise to herself to stop before she got to blotto to handle herself with any semblance of decency. Of course it would probably take the majority of the bottle of scotch to get her to that point but hopefully it would not take that much to settle the butterflies in her stomach. She reached into her clutch and pulled out her phone. Nothing. He called the restaurant to say he'd be late but not her? Her phone had been burning with calls and texts from him the last few weeks but since he called this morning to announce his return and his request for her to meet him here for dinner she hadn't heard a peep from him. She put the phone down on the table next to her and pursed her lips. It had been three weeks since they had been formally introduced and spent a weekend holed up in her apartment. He had been trapped there by fangirls on the prowl but when the coast was clear he did not leave, in fact he had stayed for three days and three nights. They spent the days at the diner where she worked. He in his regular booth head buried in his computer a cup of always hot coffee by his side. Her running around like a chicken with her head cut off doing the best she could to keep up with the demanding weekend crowd. She had been tempted to ask for the weekend off but the tips she got in those shifts were three times as much as she made the rest of the week. The staff rotated weekends so everyone got the chance to make the big bucks and people rarely gave up theirs. A trade would have been possible if there had been more notice but she grinned and bared her way through it knowing that he was nearby were she could keep an eye on him. Of course she had had a crush on him from afar (who didn't?) but now actually spending time with him it was more than that it was a reality and she would find herself giddy each time she caught him looking at her and when he would follow her up to her place at the end of her work day. They spent their evenings together watching tv with her cat on his lap and her head on his shoulder. They talked for hours until she finally relented to the need for sleep. One moment they would be in the kitchen making toast and the next she would be up on the counter with her legs wrapped around his waist kissing until their breakfast was long cold. Monday was her day off so they planned to spend the day up on the roof, her with a stack of neglected magazines and he writing in his journal.  But Robert's real world came calling interrupting their plans and ending the perfect weekend they had hoped to extend. He had turned on his cell phone when she went in to shower.  As she exited the bathroom fighting with the towel she tried to wrap around her head she found him sitting on foot of her bed with the phone in his hand a far away look in his eye. He told her of fifty two messages left on his voicemail since he'd shut out his life,most of them from his representation a couple from his mother who was now worried since his agent had called her trying to find him. He'd called his mother directly to apologize and ease her mind but was hesitating calling back his agent. He was on sabbatical from his life as hollywood flavor of the moment. They had been giving him some leeway,waiting impatiently (but at a distance) for him to come around and get back to work. But he wasn't ready. He was afraid to burst the bubble he had put himself in and even more reluctant to do it for the status quo. Nothing had been close to tempting him out of self imposed exile and he doubted that whatever his agent had for him now would be any different. Every potential project was a winner in her book. Keeping her number one client on top and in the public eye was all that mattered. She had lost her shit when he told her he was walking away. He had also told her to let him or he'd walk away from her to. She had stood against the doorframe listening to him debating with himself. Saying nothing until his pauses turned into a long silence. She asked him if she would continue to call until he finally got back to her? She asked him if it was likely that she would be this persistent for pure d crap? She asked him if he would continue to wonder what it was she wanted and just end up stewing until it drove him mad and he would just end up calling her anyway? He just nodded his head and turned the phone round and round in his hands. She had walked over to him and and kissed him lightly on the top of his head. He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to him. He squeezed her tightly his head resting on her stomach. He sighed and let loose his grip on her. Breaking free she pushed him back onto the bed and walked out of the room leaving him to make his call. When he emerged some time later with a big grin on his face she figured that the conversation had gone well. She also figured her time with him was over. Within an hour he was gone. A part he had actually wanted had suddenly became his after the directors first choice had gone on a week long bender that ended with him laid up in the hospital.  His being unreachable had left him less than twenty four hours to get to the set in England. He had left her with a promise to call as soon as he landed and that he would see her again very soon.

He had kept his promise to call (and text and e-mail) her daily. Telling her all about the great time he was having on set. His role was a small but important one in a indie film by a director he had wanted to work for his entire life. He was just another actor on the project not catered to and it was not his sole responsibility to make the movie work. He stayed on set long after his scenes were shot to marvel at the rest of the cast and the director who were making a movie he was proud to be a part of. Instead of coming back to New York straight away he had gone home for a long over do visit with his family. She couldn't begrudge them their time with their son but as each day passed she wondered when (if) she would ever see him again. She had her doubts that a single weekend with her would be enough to change his life for. He could easily go back to the life he had before he walked into her diner two months ago. He was sought after ,with a bug that may have laid dormant for a little while but it was very likely he had caught the fever again.  But this morning he had called telling her he was back in the states and couldn't wait to see her. He had meetings all day but could she come across town to have dinner with him and now here she was sitting in a booth alone nursing her third double scotch and just as fidgety as she had been when she arrived. She tried to have no expectations and hopefully after tonight no matter what happened later she'd have no regrets of her time with him.
       She took another sip of her drink and then looked at herself in the mirror hanging on the wall of their booth. She had wanted to look her very best tonight for many reasons but the biggest had been the most sinister. She had every intention of seducing Robert tonight. For whatever stupid reason they had not had sex that entire weekend. While they had come close they had never sealed the deal and she had been beating herself up about it ever since then. She hadn't wanted to be a groupie and he hadn't wanted to be a cad so neither of them had pushed things. She rolled her eyes at her reflection "You snooze you loose E"  she smoothed her hair and tried to turn the scowl on her face into something soft. She looked down at her phone again intending to check the time when it started to vibrate in her hand. She pushed the appropriate button and read the message ,Stop worrying you look AMAZING. She reread it again and then looked up and around the restaurant until she finally spotted him standing by the bar. He was dressed in a crisp black suit  with recently washed hair and a very crooked grin. He looked like a million bucks and she couldn't help but suck in her breath at the sight of him. When he reached the table he bent over to give her a kiss on the cheek. When he went to kiss her on the lips she pulled away and looked around her. "No worries no one is looking at us" he whispered into her ear. When he went to kiss her again she let him. His lips felt wonderful against hers and she wished that they were not in a room full of people. She had grabbed on to the lapels of his jacket and was about an inch off the seat when he gently took her hands giving each a kiss before he sat down on the other side of the booth. "So you are glad to see me?" 

She turned her head to the side placing a just kissed hand to her mouth to keep him from seeing her attempt to keep her lips in a straight line.  Through her fingers she replied "Cocky much?"

A brow raised into the air "Incredibly so but I can more than back it up. Just so you know I missed you like crazy and I am desperately sorry for keeping you waiting. I was being debriefed by my crack staff. Seems like my cameo is making quite a splash and they want to do everything they can to capitalize on it. Once I was able to get a word in I cut the meeting off and then when to cleanse and refresh myself. I wanted to make a good new first impression. But I do apologize for being late. I was in day old jeans and in need of a shave and well I kind of stunk" He shrugged his shoulders. His frankness and charm won her over without any fight. Normally she hated to be kept waiting but for tonight she was going to forgive and forget quickly without any fight.

"No worries I've been sitting here enjoying my surroundings and some really good scotch." I tipped my glass towards him and took a sip.  He licked his lips " I was wondering what that was I tasted. Never would have pegged you as a scotch girl" 

" It was a favorite of my fathers. He loved a good aged scotch." Sam returned to the table introducing himself to Robert and asking if he would like anything from the bar "I'll have  a beer whatever you recommend on tap please and another round of for the lady" Sam looked towards me and I shook my head "No more for me until I have some food in me Sam. How about a bottle of Pellegrino with lime and a couple of menus" 

 She turned her attention back to Robert "So how does it feel to be back in the states? I'm sure after such a long day you must be exhausted."

" Most of the day I was asleep with my eyes open but at the moment I feel a second wind coming on. Must be the company I am currently keeping." He reached across the table to squeeze her hand. "I had a wonderful time doing the movie and seeing my family was great. I hadn't meet my newest niece yet so it was nice to spend some quality time with them. When I shut my career down I kind of shut everything down so it was important to go and show them that I was alright. They all had these horrible worried looks on their faces when I first arrived but after a few days they seemed to relax and realize that I was okay. But as of today I'm back on sabbatical. I told my agent that the next time anyone will see me is to do promotion for the movie I just wrapped and until then I was going to do as little as humanly possible. I don't regret taking the part but it did set a bad president. I got back today and it was all go go go from the moment she met me at the airport. All I wanted to do was call you and tell you I was home and then crash for a while. It didn't work out that way and the little high I've been on the last few weeks deflated a bit and by about four this afternoon I was ready to jump out the window. I just don't want to be handled right now."  Our drinks and menus arrived and Rob took a long swig of his beer while I opened the menu. My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw the prices listed. It would take a table of six at the diner to even come close to the tab of a dinner here. Everything looked absolutely amazing and since she was sitting across from someone who probably wouldn't blink at the prices on the menu (that and her already mounting drink tab) she decided to keep her mouth shut. She grabbed the lime perched on the side of her water glass and gave it a squeeze before dropping it in. Taking a sip she nearly choked when from across the table came a loud "Jesus will you look at these prices. This shit had better be primo"  Several dinners surrounding them looked over at their table, a few in disgust but most seemed either amused or were nodding their heads in agreement. One guy tipped his glass at them both and gave them a you said it brother. Elena's nerves completely de-solved then. All the tension she had been holding in drained away and she sat back to enjoy the rest of the evening. They ordered everything that looked good to them and sat for what seemed like an eternity enjoying the food (which was indeed primo) and each others company. He asked her about work if Sully had tested any new recipes on her (he had), if Sandra (a fellow waitress) had stopped bitching about  the waitresses rotating stations chart ( that would never happen) and if the fangirls had made any further appearances (the hadn't). He asked after Abby (did she miss me?) and what was going on on her favorite shows. They stayed until they were the only ones left in the restaurant. Robert requesting chef and the staff come and join him for a round of drinks. We moved to a few tables near the kitchen and that pastry chef brought out the remaining desserts and we passed them and the coffee around and laughed. Rob agreed to pictures for daughters and wives and sisters and I sat and chatted up Sam, the hostess who's name was Amanda and the Dave the Maitre'd. Even though I was in the company of a superstar I felt right at home. These place may be far fancier than the diner but I could relate to these people and what they had to deal with on a daily basis. I invited the three of them to visit me any time and made plans with Amanda to go shopping the following week.  With new friends made and the enormous tab paid we all walked out together.
    Despite the time the streets were still busy but no one gave us any mind as we climbed into the back of a waiting town car. The driver took off from the curb his destination apparently already known.  I looked out the window at the city whizzing by and tried to clear my head. I was full of booze and good food and lightheaded from to many laughs and the closeness of a man I was quickly falling for. It was a very frightening feeling and a situation I had very little control over. Letting go and seeing where things would lead was not easy for me. If he was any one else my hesitation would be lessened but he was not just the boy next door he would never be just mine and I wasn't sure if I wanted to share him with anyone much less the world. I also didn't know if I wanted my life to be changed by what he did for a living. I felt Robert move over to my side of the car. He put his arm around me and pulled me to him. "Hey there stranger. Why so far away?" He nuzzled at my neck leaving tiny kisses up a trail to my lips. I turned towards him and when his lips touched mine I eagerly melted in to him. I let everything go, what was the point of worrying about things that may never come to be. I decided to be just in this moment in this night and worry and wonder about everything else as it happened. I was not going to talk myself out of moments like this any more. As Robert lifted my legs up into his lap he stabbed the palm of his hand on the spikes of my shoe. "Jeez Elena why are you wearing weapons on your feet"  His head turned away from me slightly to look down at my shoes. "A New York girl has to be prepared to defend herself at any time by any means necessary. You should see the knife in my bag" He stopped for a second pulling back to look at my face. "Your kidding right?" 

"Nope want me to show ya" I reached down to grab my bag off the floor. He pulled me back up into his arms "That's okay Crocodile Dundee I believe you"  His hand ran up the side of my leg and up inside my already hiked up dress. He grabbed hold of indention between my thigh and hip and yanked me closer. He whispered loving things into the air between us. Telling me how much he had missed the scent of me the taste of me the feel of me. I did everything I could to get myself closer to him. We groped for position, we groped each other and I was pretty sure I was about to have sex in the back of the car. But Manhattan and it's small radius had other ideas and when the car came to a abrupt halt Robert went flying off top of me an on to the floor.  Completely disheveled and slightly embarrassed he seemed stunned and left wondering how he had ended up in his current state. The situation and the look on his face sent me into a fit of giggles that I sputtered and covered and tried to control but once he to started to laugh it was a full on collapse. Once again beside me we playfully slapped at each other and begged one another to be the one to stop first. A knock on the window ended the fun at least for Robert who rolled the window down slightly asked for another minute and started to straighten himself.  "You are a mess" he flicked a finger at my hair which I knew was now everywhere but in place and I swatted his hand away. Within seconds I had pulled the pins out ran my fingers through and pulled my hair back up into a quick bun. I nodded at Robert and he opened the door and exited the car extending his hand to help me out. I thanked the driver and left Robert and walked to the front door. The lights from the diner were still brightly lit which help to guide my key into the lock. She held the door in wait until Robert finished talking to the driver and made his way over to me. He took my hand and we made our way through the lobby and into the lift. He closed the door and pushed the button to the top floor. I leaned against the back of the lift my eyes closed. " Tired?"

"Drunk" I smiled and suppressed another round of giggles. 

"Not to drunk I hope?" She opened her eyes to find him leaning against the lift door arms across his chest looking very lecherous.

"To drunk for what?" I batted my eyelashes and bit my bottom lip trying to look innocent with no comprehension of what his intentions were.

Eyebrows raised and space between us closed and before I knew it he had me pinned in my spot his arms above his head fingers locked tightly into the wire. He had grabbed on with such force the lift shook and even when it reached our destination he made no move to leave. We stood there in a stiff silence neither of our gazes wavering. He was breathing hard and from the hand I had placed on his chest I could feel his heart racing.  It was a moment right out of a movie. The look in his eye was one I had seen before. But I didn't think for a moment this was an act. " No games E" He looked pained and she wanted to ease the strain of the moment so without braking his gaze she reached up and grabbed one of his arms. Slowly she loosened his grip and once his hand was in hers she gently rubbed the white streaks that had formed across his fingers. She then placed his hand over her own heart "No games" she whispered. His eyes registered the racing beat of her own heart and he let his other hand drop to his side. She kept hold of his hand as she opened the lift door and walked to her apartment. Her hands shook as she tried to put the key in the lock. He took them from her and opened it for her. She ducked under his arm and went inside. The light from the hallway illuminated the green eyes of her awaiting cat. She bent down to say hello as Robert closed the door behind him.  A light went on behind her and Abby seeing an old friend had come back to visit untangled herself from her mothers embrace and waltzed over to stake her claim. She weaved her way in and out of his legs pressing her head against his him looking up sweetly until he chuckled softly and bent down to pet her. She watched his body soften and when he sat down on the floor to let Abby climb into his lap she walked towards the kitchen placing her clutch and keys on a side table as she went.
    Once inside the kitchen she made sure Abby's bowls were filled. From the cabinets came a bottle of water and aspirin and once she had downed half the bottle along with the pills she stood against her counter and looked out the her window as the tears began to fall. She tried hard not to make a sound putting her hand across her mouth when the sobs came. What the hell had just happened? To much drink and pent up emotions had gotten the better of them. She had not been afraid that he would hurt her but it was a side of him she had not seen before and it had taken her by surprise. She had no idea what he was thinking. She grabbed a napkin and whipped her eyes and blew her nose. She heard his footsteps approaching but he did not pass into the swinging doors but stood just outside watching her. She had not turned on the light and was glad that the golden glow from above oven was not strong enough to give her away. "Elena" he sounded like a little boy looking for forgiveness for some wrong doing. She was reminded that Robert was younger than her. It had been a while since she had been with anyone but here before her was a man in a totally different place in his life. Hormones could do horrible things to those who had yet learned how to control them. When she didn't answer he made his way into the kitchen and stood before her. "I'm sorry. I'm tired. It's not an excuse but it's the truth. I was so looking forward to seeing you again. Been thinking about you nonstop since I left. Going over and over in my head every moment that did happen and dreaming about the moments that didn't. We were having a great time and I ruined it. I am such a dick"  While she agreed with his assessment of his actions she knew that now as not the time to call him on it. Quick tempered when tired or annoyed herself she knew that saying anything now would just reignite the situation. She would wait but she would not forget. She grabbed him by the belt instead and shook him back and forth until he put his arms around her and she let him hold her. He felt solid but not tense like before she felt herself relax. After a few minutes he began to twist her slowly from side to side and when he took her into the crook of his arm and dipped her she found herself smiling again. "You sir are just a little left of center" she said as she came back up. Lightheaded she took two steps back and then almost fell on her ass. A hand reached out to save her "Are you okay?" he held her lightly now guiding her back out into the living room and sat her down on the couch. A rush of pain ran through her head so she cupped her hands in a v around her nose and slowly massaged up and down and across her temple trying to ease the pressure. 

"Are you going to be sick?"  He was kneeling on the floor in front of her and when she peaked through her hand shield his face held a look of concern mixed with a bit of revulsion. Apparently the idea of her barfing all over him was not to appealing. She leaned back against the couch and laughed. " No worries Robert I can hold my liquor there will be no holding my hair back in front of the porcelain thrown tonight. I just need a minute and my head will stop spinning". She closed her eyes and maneuvered for a comfortable position. Robert situated himself on the floor his back up against the couch right next to her. She felt him fiddling with the studs on the back of her heels then his hand began to massage her calf.  She reached down to run her fingers through his hair and he leaned back into it. Even through closed eyes she could feel his eyes on her. For a few minutes they sat in a welcomed silence. Slowly all of the marbles in her head were finding their way back to their proper places and she found the pressure lessened with each deep breath she took. 

"Elena?"

"Yes"

"I want to explain about earlier. Would that be okay?"

She nodded her head but did not move from her position. " Okay I'm going to tell you but there is a pretty good possibility you will think I am even a bigger ass when I am finished" I peaked one eye at him and raised my hand in a get on with it motion. " On the way over to London I did a lot of thinking about whether or not I was doing the right thing taking the movie. For all the obvious reasons but also because I felt guilty over leaving you. A single weekend shouldn't cause as much angst as I felt the last three weeks. At first I was giddy about everything. The idea of you, the thought of you the sound of your voice when we talked, the vibration of my phone when you'd text. Every moment I had a second to think I was thinking of you. But then one night I called you and you didn't answer and then the next day you were short with me and seemed distant and I found myself ticked off. So when some of the cast asked me to go out with them at the end of the day I did and we sat around the pub shooting the shit. I can be a bit of a prick when I'm drunk and with each drink I  found myself getting more and more angry at you. Who did you think you were? I should have been the one cutting conversations short and the one who was unavailable to talk. You should be pinning away for me not the other way around. I mean I am a freaking movie star and woman were all over me all the time and you didn't take an extra five minutes on your break to talk with me. I am used to people jumping to do and be and say whatever it is they think I want them to. It drove me nuts to know that you were over here going about your life. You bruised my overly inflated ego and I know it was incredibly self indulgent and self centered but I let my insecurities get the best of me. So every time I talked to you after that I had that little nugget of doubt festering in the back of my mind and I found myself wondering if I should just walk away. If it was worth finding out if there was anything here. I was a freaking mess and one night I was chilling with my older sister and she asked me what the fuck was going on with me and I told her. Everything I just told you and when I was done she smacked me on the back of my head and told me to get over myself. That I was a gigantic ass and I knew she was right.  I got way ahead of myself and caught up in my own press and needed someone who has known me at my very worst to remind me that at the end of the day I am just like everyone else. Your life wouldn't stop for me any more than mine would for you if you'd been the one to go away. He lifted himself up onto the couch beside me. "My sister likes you. She thinks that any girl who can do this to me must be pretty amazing as I am seemingly never affected by anything and she loves the idea that you are her age cause I need someone to keep me in my place. She said that if I spend so much time analyzing the short time I've known you I should probably come back here and find out if you feel anything like I do. So here I am and despite my momentary set back earlier I want to find out if we have something. I can't imagine not spending as much time with you as it takes to know every little nook and cranny of your person. I am scared of you Elena. You frighten the fuck out of me but I'm more scared of the idea of not knowing you"
     I took a deep breath and opened my eyes to find his just inches away. He looked at me expectantly and I knew that my response would need to sooth the doubt he felt. But my mind was so filled with my own doubt and fear. Heart pounding knee buckling breath taking fear. I didn't lay myself out for the world to see and here he was asking to know everything. A man who's life could change mine in an instant. So instead of saying anything I kissed him. Lightly never breaking his gaze and smiled at him. " You are an incredibly cute ass ya know?" He smiled his crooked grin and held on to her. She buried her face into his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his back. " I am more than afraid of you. In my own warped head I find even more reasons to run. Even more to loose. But if your being here now means that you are sincere then I will get on the ride and see where it takes us. Cause from the moment you walked into the diner and sat in my booth I haven't been able to catch my breath. I am dizzy and giddy and excited and I want to know all of you to."  His hands caressed the back of my neck and his mouth was next to my ear. I knew he was smiling and I was glad that I had managed to say something to please him. My body was shaking under the weight of the emotions welling up inside of me. To stop the shivering he held me tighter and whispered into my ear "All of me E?"  Pulling back it was my turn to smile and I did just that evilly and with a eyebrow arch "yes absolutely all of you" and raised myself up off the couch extending a hand and a head nod for him to follow me. 

 My bedroom was dark the only light coming from the windows on either side of the bed. I made no move to turn on the light as I lead him into the room. At it's center I dropped his hand and walked over to the bed. I grabbed all of the mess I had left behind that afternoon placing it on the couch in the corner. He watched me from the spot I left him so every move I made was deliberate a flash of cleavage, a extra push in the tush and as I walked back to where he stood I put an extra bounce in my step and what I hoped was a sexy gaze in my eye. He tried to grab me but I pushed his hands away grabbing hold of his tie loosening it and then pulling it a bit roughly from around his neck. I tossed it behind him and proceeded to unbutton his shirt gently kissing each bit of flesh that became exposed as I went. As I walked around him I brushed my body against him, the fabric of my dress making the hairs on his arms stand on end. Reaching my hands across his shoulders I let my fingertips brush his skin as I gently removed his shirt. I stayed behind him kissing the small of his back and ran my nails down his chest digging deeper the closer I got to his stomach. He winced and sucked in his breath as I pulled at his belt with both hands and he jumped when I looped one of my thumbs inside the band of his pants running it back and forth across bare flesh. His stance changed with each move she made becoming more ridged and as she lowered herself down his body with his pants she knew he was ready for what was to come next.  She pulled down his boxers from the inside having run her hands up the length of his legs and stood once again behind him reaching around grabbing his waiting erection. He leaned back against her one arm reaching around to grab her ass the other hand coming to rest on the arm she was using to caress him. He rubbed her arm in rhythm with her hand and when he speed up she would to. She released him and from pursed lips he whispered 'Don't stop" she took his hand and lowered it " I want you to show me"  He half turned to look at me in surprise and I smiled and nodded my head and after a minute he did not protest or stop when I removed my hand from his. I used my now free hands to touch and scratch, my lips and tongue to kiss and suck all over his naked body. When I found a place that made him bounce or his pace increase I paid it extra attention and when I knew he was getting close I reached between his legs and grabbed him by the balls. His breathing was quick and as I kneaded his testes with my fingers he let out a few choice cuss words and came all over my floor. When he stopped stroking his hands falling to his sides I took over letting him enjoy the little aftershocks that ran through him.  When his body was once again still he brought me back around to face him. His hands incasing my face kissing me hard on the lips and holding me to him. He took out the pins holding up my hair and once free he grabbed hold pulling my head back exposing my neck to his lips. He continued to kiss me as he unzipped my dress and it fell to the floor. I stepped out of it and moved forward and stood my hands coyly placed behind my back for him to see me. His gaze was admiring and I was thankful that the La Perla that had sat gathering dust in my delicates drawer had finally full filled their destiny. With a swish of my hips I turned and gave him a wiggle and a shake and he he let out a fuck me under his breath as he took in my version of a full moon. I threw my head back and laughed looking over my shoulder to see my grin just before a hand smacked my bare bottom. " You think your cute don't you?" a nibble on my ear an arm across my chest. "Right now yes very much so" the other hand resting on my stomach fingers pointed towards the floor. Slowly the crept down my stomach and as they found there way to the most tender of spots I sighed and thanked my lucky stars for reciprocation.  It was now my turn to tremble and squirm while Robert fought to keep contact and control over my ever weakening body. I kind of got lost in the moment and found myself being lead and positioned on the edge of the bed. I reached behind my back and unclasped my bra balling it up and threw it hitting him in the face. " Very very cute" I was thrust back onto the bed my hands pinned above my head. He enterwined his fingers into mine and proceeded to have his way with the top half of me. I tried in vain to twist and turn my body away from him but once he told hold of my nipple with his teeth I froze. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he worked on the tender flesh and once he knew he had me he made his way down to finish what he started. I raised my head and hips slightly as he slid my panties down and when his gaze meet mine he gave me a wink and a look that said trust me I know what I' m doing. And it was immediately clear that he did indeed know what he was doing. Already fully primed it wasn't long before the feeling started in my stomach and grew outward to my hands that grabbed on to the comforter underneath me, to my throat which let out a cry, to my hips that writhed and thrust and tried in vein to stop him before my heart gave out. He just kept going driving me closer and closer to the edge and when I could no longer take it  I called out the lords name in a way I knew my mother would not approve of and then dug the back of my still heeled feet into his back. Robert yelled out a blasphemy of his own and jumped back his ass making a squeak as it touched my hardwood floor. I lay back on the bed in a heap looking up at the ceiling with a gigantic smile filling my face both from the continued glorious sensation flowing through my body and the repeating sound in my head of that squeak. Once I regained my senses I sat up on my elbows and looked around. I could see just the top of Robert's head at the end of my bed. His brown hair was sticking up in little tuffs all around his head. She turned herself on the bed so she was lying across the edge feet dangling off one end and ruffled Robert's hair. "Hey are you okay?" 

" I think I'm bleeding" 

"Holy shit really" she pushed him forward to see that he indeed was bleeding. Tiny puncture marks in the design of her shoes ran across his back. " Oh Robert I'm so sorry.." I didn't get the chance to finish my apology as he turned and kissed me. An evil grin spread across his face " Your a kinky little bitch aren't you? I had a feeling and boy am I happy I was right" He kissed me again and I squinted my eyes at him and was grateful for a dark room which hid a the blush that  grew across my face. " You sir have no idea" 

"Oh but I plan on finding out." He raised himself up off the floor and as he went to give her ass a little kiss he noticed one her shoes hanging half way off her foot. He reached and put it firmly out it back into place. He climbed onto the bed next to her and taking her into his arms he said "I think you should keep those babies on for the duration"  Amused and excited by the thought she did just that.