Ok...A one off here ...maybe?...post "Beat the Devil"
+++This is dedicated to one of my lttle foster kittens who sadly passed away a few hours ago...
I miss him greatly already+++
Disclaimer as Norm
WHAT DID HE HAVE?
Part of her knew Helens remarks had probably been made out of spite, or jealously, maybe both.
However, it was obvious that as long ago as their relationship might had been, Helen was not over it….not over Cal.
Did anyone ever 'get over'Cal Lightman?
Not Zoe, and certainly not Helen.
She knew (courtesy of Loker) that even Poppy had rung him a couple of times since they had returned from Vegas…Poppy!
If ever there was a hardened, relationship savvy woman, Poppy was it.
Love them, use them, drop them….that was Poppy's way, and yet even she had been trying get Cal back into her life…well her bed at least!
God! What did this man have?
Certainly on a sexual level she knew he had to be good, well…probably better than good, anyone man that could keep the likes of Zoe, Helen and Poppy satisfied and coming back for more had to be better than average, but it was so much more than that.
This man got into your blood, your life, your heart and soul.
Helen had been right about one thing, fall in love with Cal Lightman and you end up a lonely woman.
While he moved on..and on..and on – the woman he infected were left with the certain knowledge that no other man could match up, any one other than Cal would just be a second best. A poor substitute.
You never fell 'out' of love with Cal Lightman.
xXx
It was late, and she was still in her office unable to face going home alone.
Why had she said no to his offer of dinner? Because Helen had jolted her into facing some hard truths that she had managed to keep buried up till now that's why.
Laying down on her couch Gill felt her eyes begin to close…
xXx
She opened her long coat and stood before him wearing the tiniest of black lace that was covering…well almost…her breasts and lower intimate area…Fishnets and 4 inch heels completed the outfit.
Cal just stood and slowly, almost leeringly took it all in.
"Is there a reason for this Foster?"
"I decided that if I am to be in the same boat as all the rest of your woman, loving you, knowing that I will never really have you but spending the rest of my life waiting...just in case….If that is how is going to be then I should at least receive the same ….'Benefits' as them"
"And wot would these 'benefits' be then?"
"Sex Cal. You already have my soul…you might as well have my body as well"
His mouth was on hers and she felt blazing heat rushing into her.
As her coat fell to the floor she couldn't control her hands ripping at his shirt.
Her bra went the same way as her coat and she gasped as she felt his teeth nipping at different spots on her breasts finally encompassing her nipples.
Her hands were now shaking as she fumbled with the stud button on his jeans – suddenly she was falling backwards onto his settee where he had pushed her.
"Let me" he was looming above her and she saw the pure lust in his face.
As his jeans fell to the floor she let her eyes drift down, widening as she took in the briefs that were longer able to fully contain his engorged cock.
Without even thinking she dragged down the now ineffective garment and took as much of him in her mouth as she could.
She felt wild and reckless, this was not her – she was not Dr. Gillian Foster the calm, controlled, considered psychologist – she was Poppy and Zoe and Helen – and she loved it!
"Fuck Foster, if I'd known you could do that with your mouth before…"
Her tongue flicked and licked harder and faster at the sound of his words, her hands grabbed the cheeks of his arse, digging in with her fingernails and creating red weal's as she raked her fingers down.
"Enough! I'm gonna fuck you Foster- right now"
"Oh God Cal yes, yes I want you in me…."
xXx
"Foster…..FOSTER!"
Her eyes shot open ….
She was still on a couch – but it was her couch.
Cal was still standing in front of her – but he was fully clothed and was staring at her with that wretched 'grin' on his face.
"Well whatever it was you and I were up to in that dream, it sounded like fun…wanna tell me bout it luv?"
"What…whatever makes you think I was dreaming about you?"
He did a bad mimic of her voice.
"Oh God Cal yes, yes – I want you…didn't quite catch the last bit, your voice was a bit…muffled. Do you want a drink? You look a bit hot and..Flustered"`
"I'm fine thank you Cal. What are doing back at the office anyway?"
She was deflecting she knew, and if she knew it, Cal definatly would.
He held up a bag, "hated to thnk of you here, working away while I went off to eat. So I decided to bring a bite to you, as you wouldn't come to it"
He started pulling out boxes and bags.
Gillian left him to it, excusing herself so that she could go 'freshen up' before eating.
Studying her face in the mirror she was disheartened to find that her hair was dishevelled and her face was flushed.
Did he know what her dream was about? He must do surely….well maybe not all of it, but certainly the 'gist' of it.
"Pull yourself together Foster – deny everything"
She heard her words and they sounded good, but this was Cal Lightman …..
"What have you brought me then?"
"Dinner – food…does it matter?"
She sat and started investigating the contents of the boxes.
"Wot did she say to you?"
"Who?"
"Oh leave it out Gill, you know who, and don't bother trying any more deflection cos you're crap at it"
"She told me to keep my distance from you because you were never in it for the 'long haul'. She advised me that I could end up a lonely woman"
"Nice! And somewhat ironic seeing as she was the one that broke us up, walked away from me –just like Zoe really"
"I would never…"
"Never wot?, never walk away from me? How do you know that you wouldn't?"
"I haven't yet have I?"
"No…no you haven't luv…but we aren't in a relationship are we?"
"Aren't we? Don't you think that what we have is a relationship…of sorts?"
"S'pose"
They ate in silence for a while, both wrapped in their own thoughts.
"Anyway…you still haven't told me about that dream of yours, I was obviously part of it so I fink I have a right to know"
"Have I ever been in your dreams?"
"Oh yeah Foster, many times" he smirked at her.
"Well you haven't told me about them, so why should I…."
"I can…I will if yer want? Let's see…Basics or graphic detail?"
"Neither thank you! Dreams are private, well at least mine are"
"You will tell me Foster…one way or another…"
A/N...So...think there should be more? don't think itwill become oneof my ..multi, multi chapter efforts...but maybe a couple more...