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A/N This scene is going to get a little bit graphic.. Obviously it will still be tasteful... but for those of you who get a bit squeemish, just skip to the next chapter... When I write it and put it up... Sorry...

Bob and I have been together for about a month now. We've come close to sleeping together a couple of times now, but something has always stopped us, or rather someONE. Tonight Lind-z organized for Mikey and Alicia to watch Bandit as they go out and do couple things. She's also organized for them to stay at a hotel. I busy myself getting ready. It's going to happen tonight. I run my self a deep bubble bath and add my favourite scent, black orchid. I light a bunch of candles, turn on Danger Days and strip down to nothing. The bath is nice and hot. I relax into it just as there is a knock on my door.
"It's me!" Lind-z calls over the music
"Come in!" I call. She enters.
"Danger Days? Really? That's your sex mood music. No Barry White?" She teases, but then in pure Lind-z fashion, she switches to serious mode. "You've been consistent with the pill since we got you on it right?"
"Yes mum."
"And you have condoms right?" I blush
"Even if I didn't, I'm sure Bob will."
"You shouldn't rely on the guy to bring condoms to the table. Well we're off. We're gonna drop Lady B at Mikey's and then go straight to dinner. We both have our cells on us if you need either of us, for anything. Gerard has talked to Mikey, Frank and Ray about dropping by. Don't worry they won't. I called them. Oh and I laid out a different outfit for you." She winks and leaves me to my bath.
After I'm nice and pruney, I get out of the bath and moisturize every inch of my body. Black orchid again. I know the smell drives Bob wild. I then spray a little perfume over all the pressure points. I wrap myself in my big fluffy bathrobe and walk out to survey the damage that Lind-z has created. Lying on my bed is the red ensumble that "Bandit" got me for my birthday. Next to that is a skin tight black dress that I know hugs all of my curves. There is a note:
"Hink,
Fluff your hair up for major pre-sex hair
and play up those beautiful green eyes of yours.
Wear what I put out for you and he will go crazy
(in a good way)! Don't forget protection!
Love you, and have fun!
Mom xo"
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At seven I am ready. Lind-z was right. I look hot. The door bell rings at 7:15 I rush downstairs stopping at the door to take a few breaths to calm myself. I open the door and greet...
Frank and Ray...
"Wow. Hink! You look hot." Frank says letting himself in "Do you have a hot date or did you dress up just for us?" Ray chuckles and follows Frank into the room.
"Why are you here Frank? I love you guys to death but tonight is kind of a big night with Bob." I blush. They look at me stunned....
"Wait?! You mean Gerard was right?! He thought that you guys might but..." The door bell rings again. I leave the two of them sitting there stunned as I go and answer the door. It's Bob. He stands there looking handsome and staring at me, mouth open. I close the distance and kiss him heatedly. He wastes no time in kissing me back. He backs me into the room and keeps kissing me. I pull away reluctently remembering my unwanted house guests.
"Frank and Ray are here..." I mutter. Bob looks murderous.
"Give me a second, go up stares and I'll meet you there."
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Finally I can't take it anymore. I go downstairs to find Ray and Frank leaving out the front door. Bob notices me, turns and says
"They're gone. I gave them money for pizza and they left." Bob shrugs his leather jacket off. We stand there looking at each other.
"So what did you want to do?" he asks finally
"Well we could A. Go out for dinner, come home and have sex." I say boldly "B. We can go see a movie, come home and have sex. Or C. We stay in, have sex and then afterward order a pizza, watch a movie and then have some more sex."
"Let me think it over. Done." He grabs me and takes my mouth with his.
"Correct answer." I boost myself up to wrap my legs around his waist. "Definitely the correct answer. You can thank me later for coming up with the plan." My mouth finds his again in a hot, urgent kiss. "But now, I'm going crazy. You'd better be going crazy, too."
"I was thinking about you, and wanting you." He started up the stairs. "It's all I could think about. Thank God for couples night. If Gee wasn't crazy about Lind-z, we wouldn't be here."
"Well it's an industry standard rule, love your wife take her out so your daughter can have sex with her boyfriend." I manage as my heart begins to pound in my ears. "We made it too big a deal. The sex. I can't think straight when I'm obsessing, and I can't think about anything else but wanting to be with you. I keep thinking about how it'll be, but I don't want to think. I just want it to be. I'm talking too much. See? Crazy."
"Then let's be."
End of the PG version... If you're squeemish stop reading now...
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When he lowers to the bed with me, my legs tighten around his waist, my hands skim down his back and up again. I feel the first twinges of desperation even as our mouths meet again. Heat washes over me, spilling into me- so fast, so intense I loose my breath. Too long the waiting, I think, and the wondering and the wanting.
I grip his hips, arching up as his teeth scrape lightly down my throat and awake dozens of nerve endings. I try to get my hands on the button of his jeans, but he takes my wrists, brushes his thumbs over my drumming pulse.
"Too fast."
"It's already been forever."
"What's a little longer?" He eases back and in the swatch of moonlight begins to unzip my dress. I arch my back up so he has access to it. "I've spent a lot of time trying not to look at you in a certain way. I want to enjoy the looking." He kisses my lips "And the touching." He kisses my neck "The tasting." As he slides the dress off my body, his fingers trail down my skin. He looks at me and is speechless for a second before saying "Is this the outfit that was in your birthday bag from Lind-z?"
"It was from Bandit apparently." I whisper
"Well remind me to by the kid an ice cream." he says throatily. When I reach for him, He draws me up so he can flick open the catch of my bra. I gasp a little when he slips the straps off my shoulders. I remove his Misfits t-shirt and throw it over where I think my dress is laying. I then tip my head back to invite his kiss, skin touches skin as he leans into it. The kiss is slow, smoldering, deep with tongues sliding as he lowers me down again to look into my green eyes, as he feathers his fingers over my chest. I quiver, and my reaction seems to coil need, hot and hard, in his belly. "Let me," he murmurs, and closes his mouth over my breast.
Pleasure seared over my skin and flashed through my body as I give myself over to his hands, his mouth. He takes, inch my scorching, torturous inch, exploiting my vulnerabilities, my longings, as if he knows every secret I hold.
"I've wanted this. Wanted you," I murmur.
"Now we have this. Have each other." He slides the scantly there panties down my legs, his mouth gliding over my belly, my thigh. Time, an eternity of time spins out, and stops. Just now, I think. This moment.
It seems everything in me opens for him, and everything in me is warm and willing. I can see that he's telling himself to go slow, though his need it starting to show. He uses his hands to guide me over the peak.
He watches the pleasure in my eyes, tastes my moan as he crushes his mouth to mine.
Finally, when our eyes meet again, he pulls something from his pocket, slips out of his remaining clothes, tears at a wrapper and then slips into me, holding himself there while I adjust to his size and this new and foreign experience. It hurts a little, but I am still so relaxed from my first orgasm. Our bodies lie, trembling.
"Bob." I say, a single, catchy sigh, then rise in welcome. No more wondering, but only wonder as we move together. At last, I think, at last. And brake apart.
I lie under him, weak, and wildly happy, with my lips curved against his shoulder because his heart pounds against mine. I decide if I were any happier, little pink hearts and fucking singing blue birds would shoot out my finger tips.
"Fuck me." Bob groans, shifting himself so that I'm lying naked next to him cuddled up against his side, his arms around me.
"I think I just did." I say giggling as I try to get up and find my cell phone and some clothes. He holds me down
"Where do you think you're going?" he asks sounding exhausted.
"I'm going to order that pizza I promised you." I laugh. He still holds me down.
"Hang on, I'm not ready for pizza. I'm an old man. I need to rest after that performance. Besides, I'm not done with you."
"Oh really?" I ask, suddenly feeling very flirty and bold. I crawl onto him, sitting on top of him, rubbing against him.
"Fuck Hinkley!" he moans "You'll be the death of me." He leans up and captures my breast with him mouth, sucking to create a purple mark.
It's not until much later that we order our pizza.
OK... I'd really love some feedback on this one... I personally love it.. but.. I dunno... What do you think? R&R, thanks for reading xo