Author Notes: I was in the mood for something different! I'm not a naughty fanfic writer. It's hard writing naughtiness for me. This isn't supposed to be explicated work. Anyways, please read it before you review. ^_^ and don't kill me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight!
It takes two… Well you know
"Hurry!" Esme whispered to Charlie, beckoning him into the house. Carlisle was at work and the kids were out hunting in California, Edward had wanted some mountain lions so he managed to talk his siblings into going to California for the weekend for dinner.
Charlie hurried in when Esme grasped his hand, pulling him towards the bedroom. Charlie was a man with needs and Esme knew that it had been a while since Charlie had been with a woman. Gently she pushed him down on the bed so she was on top, bracing herself on the bed. She gave him a small forbidden kiss. He returned the kiss more hungrily.
Soon the two were naked, their clothes tossed about the room. Both were exploring each other's bodies. Charlie was surprised by how cold Esme felt as he ran his hand down her hard, but somehow soft body. She let out a tiny moan as his rough hands cupped her breasts. Her head tossed back in pleasure.
Her hands touched areas of his body that hadn't been touched by a woman in so long that it reacted immediately to the stimulation that was being applied by Esme. All of it was all very forbidden. The touch, the sound and the emotion of it all.
Esme rolled on her back, pulling Charlie on her, allowing him to take her. Charlie didn't hesitate, he kissed her passionately as he slowly slid himself into her. She moaned against his lips.
Both were lost in a heat of passion. A light sheen of sweat covered Charlie. Neither one noticed that the door had opened. Neither of them noticed that Carlisle had returned home from work early. They were both lost in their own little world.
Carlisle stared at the sight. His eyes were wide with surprise and shock. It took a second for that shock and surprise to wear off and for anger to take place. Carlisle saw red as his eyes went from gold to black. How dare Charlie bed with his wife. His Esme. How dare Esme bed with Charlie! The police chief of Forks!
Charlie never saw it as Carlisle leapt forward…
Charlie woke with a start, gasping. He ran a hand down his face as he sat up in his bed. He was in his room, alive and very much alone. He had no idea why he had that dream. Sure Esme Cullen was pretty, in fact, she was beyond beautiful but she was a married woman. Charlie took a shuddering breath and glanced at the time. It was 3:20am .
He rolled over, pulling the blankets around him, and fell back asleep. This time his dreams focused on fishing.
Down the hall, Edward shuddered as he laid with Bella. He had accidentally caught wind of the dream. He scrubbed his eyes trying to get rid of the images in his head. He cant believe that Charlie had a dream about his mother. Again, he shuddered.
The end.
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End Notes: Haha, I got you didn't I!? Hehe. I had this idea last night and luckily I remembered it. :D Gosh, I'm so disturbing.