grabbed my hand. “It was different, a turn on, but just different.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, “but I can’t wait to get you home alone.”
The bar had emptied out somewhat with couples off in the play areas. We had a few more drinks and danced for a while. John had switched to soda, thankfully.
“Ready to go home?” he whispered in my ear.
“More than ready. I want you all alone.”
CHANGE
I had dozed off on the ride home. John woke me after he parked. I started walking to my apartment.
“How about my place?” John pulled my hand.
We had never spent time in his apartment, maybe because he always came to mine.
“Sure… I just want to get you behind closed doors.” I winked at him, trying to shake the sleepy feeling still looming.
When John opened the door, I was startled. I hadn’t been in his apartment in months. It no longer resembled the bachelor pad it once had. It was nicely furnished, brighter, clean and smelled fantastic.
“Wow, someone has been hard at work!”
“I wanted to give you a nice place to go where you had nothing to worry about. You’re always worrying about cleanup and things.” He bent down and kissed me softly.
“It looks wonderful, John. But you didn’t have to go through all this trouble, not for me.” John had spoiled me all day, taken me to a club and made the most wonderful gesture.
John took my hand and led me around his apartment to show me all he had done. He’d renovated the entire place, even the kitchen.
“I can’t believe you gutted the place.”
“I have one last room to show you.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the end of the hall. When he opened the door, I spotted a huge hot tub. Champagne was already chilling in a bucket of ice in the corner.
“How did you do that?”
“Paid my buddy fifty bucks to light all these candles and put the champagne on ice. I sent him a message when we were on the way home. Greedy little bastard.” He laughed, then closed the door behind us. “Now let’s get you out of these clothes.”
“Yeah, they stink like club and sex and smoke.”
John ran his hand along my neck and pulled my hair back, kissing my neck gently. My skin sprang to attention at his touch. He unzipped my dress and slid it to the floor.
“You have such an incredible body,” he whispered in my ear.
After fumbling with his belt, I unzipped his pants and slid then to the floor. Both standing naked, he scooped me up and eased me into the warm bubbling water. He slid in next to me and reached for the bottle, pouring two glasses of champagne.
“John, you really have spent so much time an energy spoiling me today. No one has ever done anything like this for me.”
“Candy, you are a phenomenal woman. I’m desperately in love with you and while you may not have been ready, I wanted to show you how I felt, and that I can deal with your needs.”
“John, I…”
“Did you mean what you said earlier?” he interrupted.
“About wanting more?”
“Yes, Candy, more.” His eyes burned into mine.
“I’m ready for more, John. You’ve been so patient, so wonderful.” I put my glass on the ledge and moved over to straddle him. I kissed John as I never had before, forceful and with passion, pulling him in by fisting my hand in his hair.
He pulled back, lifting me off him. “Candy, I started out renovating the apartment for you, but then, things changed.” He stopped talking and concentrated while refilling our glasses. I wanted to ask questions, but thought I’d let him talk when he was ready. “Candy, I’m moving.”
“What? Where? Why?”
“Whoa, one question at a time,” he laughed. “The building I just finished on Elm I am really attached to. I put everything into it. It got me to thinking, I really don’t like apartment living and one day I hope to settle. So I renovated this
“Yeah,” I agreed, “but I can’t wait to get you home alone.”
The bar had emptied out somewhat with couples off in the play areas. We had a few more drinks and danced for a while. John had switched to soda, thankfully.
“Ready to go home?” he whispered in my ear.
“More than ready. I want you all alone.”
CHANGE
I had dozed off on the ride home. John woke me after he parked. I started walking to my apartment.
“How about my place?” John pulled my hand.
We had never spent time in his apartment, maybe because he always came to mine.
“Sure… I just want to get you behind closed doors.” I winked at him, trying to shake the sleepy feeling still looming.
When John opened the door, I was startled. I hadn’t been in his apartment in months. It no longer resembled the bachelor pad it once had. It was nicely furnished, brighter, clean and smelled fantastic.
“Wow, someone has been hard at work!”
“I wanted to give you a nice place to go where you had nothing to worry about. You’re always worrying about cleanup and things.” He bent down and kissed me softly.
“It looks wonderful, John. But you didn’t have to go through all this trouble, not for me.” John had spoiled me all day, taken me to a club and made the most wonderful gesture.
John took my hand and led me around his apartment to show me all he had done. He’d renovated the entire place, even the kitchen.
“I can’t believe you gutted the place.”
“I have one last room to show you.” He grabbed my hand and led me to the end of the hall. When he opened the door, I spotted a huge hot tub. Champagne was already chilling in a bucket of ice in the corner.
“How did you do that?”
“Paid my buddy fifty bucks to light all these candles and put the champagne on ice. I sent him a message when we were on the way home. Greedy little bastard.” He laughed, then closed the door behind us. “Now let’s get you out of these clothes.”
“Yeah, they stink like club and sex and smoke.”
John ran his hand along my neck and pulled my hair back, kissing my neck gently. My skin sprang to attention at his touch. He unzipped my dress and slid it to the floor.
“You have such an incredible body,” he whispered in my ear.
After fumbling with his belt, I unzipped his pants and slid then to the floor. Both standing naked, he scooped me up and eased me into the warm bubbling water. He slid in next to me and reached for the bottle, pouring two glasses of champagne.
“John, you really have spent so much time an energy spoiling me today. No one has ever done anything like this for me.”
“Candy, you are a phenomenal woman. I’m desperately in love with you and while you may not have been ready, I wanted to show you how I felt, and that I can deal with your needs.”
“John, I…”
“Did you mean what you said earlier?” he interrupted.
“About wanting more?”
“Yes, Candy, more.” His eyes burned into mine.
“I’m ready for more, John. You’ve been so patient, so wonderful.” I put my glass on the ledge and moved over to straddle him. I kissed John as I never had before, forceful and with passion, pulling him in by fisting my hand in his hair.
He pulled back, lifting me off him. “Candy, I started out renovating the apartment for you, but then, things changed.” He stopped talking and concentrated while refilling our glasses. I wanted to ask questions, but thought I’d let him talk when he was ready. “Candy, I’m moving.”
“What? Where? Why?”
“Whoa, one question at a time,” he laughed. “The building I just finished on Elm I am really attached to. I put everything into it. It got me to thinking, I really don’t like apartment living and one day I hope to settle. So I renovated this
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