My first Smut. Uncannon pairings, slightly o/c, be nice and enjoy
My first day in the Lab, I saw her through the glass.
No introductions, I was too shy to ask her name, so I waited.
I have seen her before, I've dreamt about her, but have no idea why and where from.
The bearded guy, Grissom, is awesome. He turned my music off though - but oh well - it is his Lab.
The day went fast, and I was on my way home before I knew it. I got changed and stopped by the guys' houses to celebrate. One of the guys walked in a bit late, and put in a DVD of compliations he's so famous for. I dealt with baby photos, Brace-face photos, he dreaded ache stage, my 16th, prom, my 17th (the first night I ever got drunk), and then… Oh God! It's her!
My 18th birthday, 7 years ago, I got a lap dance in a club by a girl that the guys had seen me eyeing up all night. My bright red face and the guys jeering didn't distract me from that ass. The ass beloning to the girl on the other side of the glass.
I called it a night almost straight after the compliation had finished, ending on my graduation photo, and went straight home. I washed my face and took a cold shower, trying to cool myself down. It didn't work, and as I sat down on the edge of my bed in just a towel, it got pulled open and I let images of her lips… her thighs.. Her neck… her ass.. All fill my head at once, fantasizing what it would be to be you know - "inside" her.. That was enough, and with so much vigour my arm started to ache, I finally released over that thought, and fell exhausted backwards onto my bed.
I awoke late and rushed into the lab, and she was there! Sat where I was sat yesterday…
She stood up and held out her hand to me "Hi, I'm Catherine Willows" she purred in a sultry voice.
I shook her hand, blushing over what that hand was doing over her last night, and managed to stutter out, with a bright red face..
"I'm G-Greg Sanders ma'am".
I got a laugh, and watched her ass as she left, and I have thought of her every night since.
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