Sorry there was no chapter last night we had a major storm in this area and left us without power for lots of hours. Anyway I'm back and tonight is the premier of I Love You More the Friends with Benefits sequel!
Legal: I own nothing but the idea.
Important things to know before reading:
*Clare has been out of University for two years and married to Drew for six years ~ she still works at the TV station and Drew still works for Bob and is now a junior marketing executive ~ using Clare's inheritance from Helen's passing and with help from Drew's parents, Glen and Randall Clare and Drew bought a modest townhome
*Adam, Jenna, Dallas, Fitz, Bianca, Paige, Owen, Justin(Clare's friend from church camp), Peter, Darcy, Ashley and Jay are all living in Toronto
*I think that should do it enjoy the chapter
Here is your birthday chapter Dolley, I hope you enjoy it, this chapter is dedicated to you and there is cake!
Ch.1 How Lucky I am to be in Love with You
(CLARE)
"I'm not sure about that last question," Justin says taking a bite of his sandwich as he hands me back my prep questions.
"I'm not trying to make friends I'm trying to get to the story," I respond taking the last bite of my salad.
"Yeah well just be careful, I better get back to production," Justin comments gathering our trash just as my office door opens.
"Hi Angel," Drew grins and then glares at Justin. We've been married six years and he still gets jealous of Justin. He wasn't happy when we were in school together or when Justin stayed to go to Ryerson or when he got hired at the TV station with me when we graduated. I keep telling Drew we're only friends, Justin's even had a few girlfriends over the years but Drew still gets jealous. "Hello Justin," Drew says in a civil tone but with clenched teeth.
"Afternoon Drew I was just on my way out, good luck on your interview Clare," Justin smiles as he leaves my office. As soon as he's Drew locks my office door and looks at me.
"We were just having lunch," I assure my husband getting up from my desk to greet him.
"Alone in your office," Drew points out.
"He was helping me prepare for my interview this afternoon Drew. Justin and I are only friends we always have been, you didn't hang onto your jealousy for Eli this long and you actually had a valid reason to be jealous of him," I remind Drew linking my arms around his neck and capturing his lips in a passionate loving kiss.
Drew parts his lips, his tongue shooting out and caressing mine. Lifting me up I circle my legs around his waist and he pins me to the wall using it as support so he can rip open my blouse! Drew deepens the kiss and his hands caress along my skin, my bra opening for him nearly by the thought as his finger hardly grazes over the clasp. Now he carries me to my desk, setting me on the edge, taking my bra from my arms and cupping my breasts with his hands. He squeezes gently eliciting a moan from my lips into the kiss; I exhale a breath and gently bite his lip. Drew moans very softly, almost inaudibly and then his hands begin working on the zipper of my skirt. He can't get it down very far in the current position so I release his waist with my legs and push him away so I can stand up.
Before he can get my skirt off I grip his shirt and rip it open, taking it off quickly with his undershirt. Grinning at the sight of my husband's bare chest, a sight I never tire of seeing and a sight that never fails to turn me on. I run my sapphire colored nails along his skin and Drew takes my skirt down letting it fall to my ankles. He leaves my garter belt and stockings on but rips my panties off. I kick my skirt and panties away and Drew does the same with his shoes. Getting off his belt I pull down his pants and boxers, Drew lifts me up again setting me on the edge of the desk and locking our lips together as he thrusts into me.
I gasp and moan, gripping onto him and wrapping my legs around his waist again. My arms hold tightly to his neck, my lips moaning against his, an occasional grunt from his mouth to mine. Drew pounds me against my desk, his pace going faster and harder but as always he's careful not to hurt me. We finish at the same time, calling the other's name in a quiet whisper against the other's trembling flesh; although I'm sure by this point my co-workers realize what we're doing when Drew drops by. Drew slows down and pulls out gently, my body quaking and lurching at the loss. I pant for breath and clutch to Drew as I continue to shake and he kisses my neck tenderly.
"It's a good thing I keep extra clothes for both of us in both of our offices," I comment as I go to the armoire in my office, the one I keep locked and tell everyone is for office supplies.
"Yeah and we bought stock in the textile and clothing companies we use," Drew grins.
Unlocking the armoire I hand Drew a shirt, I get out panties and a new blouse for me. We get dressed again, I dispose of the panties but the shirts might be repairable, fortunately Paige is a fantastic seamstress, she's teaching me too but I still take most things to her. She also gives us a lot of clothes from the company she works for, which is good as we need them. She's still with Owen, they are in fact engaged and she is seven months pregnant with their son. They have an apartment not too far from our place and we have them over for dinner once a week. Owen is now a full time assistant hockey coach at U of T, he loves his job but it does tend to take him away several weeks a year. Of course Drew sometimes has to go out of town for job as well.
"I just came to see if we were still going shopping for Dad's birthday present after work?" Drew asks since Omar's birthday is this Saturday.
"Yeah I'll be off by six, I'll meet you downtown, we can get a late dinner afterward," I nod.
"Good, see you later," Drew grins kissing me again and then checking himself over in the mirror before exiting my office.
I look over my interview notes, check myself over in the mirror and check in with Natalie before I meet the camera crew. I have an interview with a doctor at a leading medical research facility here in Toronto. I've only been a field reporter for a few months but Natalie says I have knack for it and expects I'll move up quickly. I held my internship here all through university and moved up to field reporter from fact checker. The interview goes well and takes an hour, we have to go back and edit it now since we only get five minutes and 35 seconds for the interview during the broadcast. When we return to the office I meet with the editors and producers and we edit the hour long footage down to the right amount of time. It's a little after five and I go up to close my office and call Drew.
"Hey I'm done early," I tell Drew when he answers.
"Cool I can leave in a few minutes, I'll meet you at our usual place Angel," Drew says and then hangs up.
I drive downtown and meet Drew; our workplaces are both close to downtown so it doesn't take us long. We go shopping for his dad getting him a new shirt and his favorite aftershave and then to a late dinner. Returning home to our townhouse a little after ten I tell Drew I'm going to shower while he locks up the house. I start the water and get in; I begin washing my hair and hear Drew come into the shower, not that I would expect anything less from my horny husband.
He takes my body wash and begins washing me, when I've finished washing my hair I take the body wash and do the same to him. We of course take longer than needed and pause to make out only getting out when the water turns cold and get out. We stay naked of course, ever since getting out own place we practically never wear clothes. Not that we wore all that many when we lived with Owen either. I blow dry my hair and we get ready for bed, Drew is in bed before me since he has less to do, he's playing on his phone but turns it off when I get in bed.
"I love you Angel," he grins kissing me softly.
"I love you more Drew," I reply as always snuggling into him and sleeping on his chest.
(DREW)
"We're here," I call into my parent's house as we enter through the basement door. Old habits die hard, all us kids still enter this way.
"It's about time," my brother admonishes, "I'd ask why you were late but with you two I can guess."
Adam works and the same station as Bullfrog, he just recently got his own show but it's the 2am to 6am slot, he's happy though. Adam and Becky broke up during their freshman year at U of T, Becky transferred to the University of Florida after that and we haven't heard much from her or Luke. Adam was pretty heart sick for a while, until his senior year when Paige's friend Ashley moved back to town and sparks flew as soon as those two met. Ashley is the music director on a popular show filmed here and last year she and Adam moved in together. Adam's been taking hormones and went through the operation last year, you'd never know he was ever a girl, sure doesn't look it now. I swear he wears that goatee just because he can.
We hug Adam and Ashley, then Owen and Paige and then Dallas and Bianca. Yep they're still together too, well together again anyway, they've broken up at least six times in the last six years but they always get back together. They actually took the step of moving in together about three months ago. Dallas works at DeGrassi as the fitness coach and Bianca is working at an advertising agency.
"Good you're all here, dinners ready come and eat," Mom says from the stairs.
"I better go last it might take me a while to get up the stairs," Paige comments.
"Oh it will not you barely waddle," Clare argues.
Owen pushes Paige up the stairs for which she slaps his arm and he in turn kisses her neck. When we get into the dining room Clare and I hug my parents and put Dad's presents on the table with the others. We all sit down and Mom brings out Dad's favorite pot roast.
"So have you thought about names?" Mom asks Paige.
"Actually yes we've decided on Andrew Dylan," Paige answers and I puff up with pride.
"That's a wonderful name," Dad grins.
"Of course it is they're naming the kid after me," I reply and Clare pinches my side.
"And my brother," Paige points out.
"Yeah him too, two great men," I grin.
"My mom wants to have my baby shower next month, you should be getting invitations soon," Paige tells us.
"Yeah just girls though us guys will have to do something else," Owen comments.
"I'm sure we can find something," Adam replies.
"How's work going Drew?" Dad questions after a short lull in the conversation.
"Good we'll be leaving Monday for L.A. and I'll be gone all week," I inform them and Clare tenses up before pinching my side again. Probably because it's the first she's heard of any of this.
"A week is a long time to be away isn't it," Mom questions.
"Yeah we're going down to reshape the image of some of the players on the Lakers, it's going to be tough with the news recently," I reply.
Everyone else talks about work over dinner and then we sing Happy Birthday to Dad, have cake and ice cream. I dip my finger in the frosting and Clare slaps my hand for doing so, normally she'd lick it off but she's a little mad at me. We give Dad his gifts and he likes everything and thanks us all. Owen and Paige leave first since she's tired, Dallas and Bianca leave next. Adam, Ashley, Clare and I stay until Mom and Dad get tired and then we leave. Clare is silent all the way home, until we're behind a locked door and she stomps her foot angrily.
"How could you not tell me you were leaving for a week?" She huffs turning her back on me.
"Well I was putting off telling you."
"And?"
"And I succeeded. I didn't want to tell you until the last minute because I knew you'd be mad," I reply in my defense.
"You leave on Monday, this is Saturday you're practically telling me afterward," she argues.
"I was going to tell you, this is a big promotion for me I'm doing the lead on this," I tell my wife in an apologetic tone.
"And I'm happy for you Drew but what about Natalie's party next Friday? You promised me you come with me," she contends.
"I know and I'm sorry but I couldn't turn this down BBF will go with you," I reply.
"Paige is seven months pregnant Owen's not just going to leave her home alone for an evening," Clare says crossing her arms.
"Adam then," I respond.
"Justin will go with me," she tells me with a devilish smirk. I'm sure she's saying it just to irk me because I waited so long to tell her, she knows how much I dislike and distrust Justin. I trust Clare but I don't trust Justin one iota and I have plenty reason not to.
"You are not going with Justin, go with Adam or Owen, I'll send one of them with you," I tell her flatly.
"I'm a grown woman Andrew and if my husband isn't going to accompany me to my boss's party then I have the right to choose who accompanies me," she asserts with a mischievous glint in her eye.
"He is not going with you, he'll already be there and if he sees an opportunity t…"
"Oh Drew honestly you've known him for over seven years and you still think he's after me? We're only friends, nothing is going on between me and Justin and nothing ever will. You've got to stop being paranoid," she tells me in a scolding voice.
She begins ascending the stairs and I take her hand whirling her around to me again. I capture her lips and give her a loving and passionate kiss.
"Only because I'm so deeply, madly, head over heels in love with you that I can't imagine anyone else touching you," I tell her and press my lips to hers again.
I pick her up in my arms and carry her up to the bedroom; I lay her on the bed and continue kissing her as I take her heels off. Next comes her dress and quickly her bra and panties, all though I do refrain from ripping them off this time. Now that my gorgeous wife is all naked before me I open her legs and go between them, flicking her clit with my tongue and smiling when she moans so wonderfully sweetly. My tongue slips down and brushes against her pussy lips, eliciting yet another moan from my sexy angel. My tongue slithers into her juicy molten core, tasting her amazing ambrosia of Clare juices and drinking them hungrily. I lap around her core tasting every centimeter of her pussy and savoring her flavor as I bring her to orgasm. Clare's hand grips into my hair, her back arching high, her body shaking and writhing as a gorgeously boisterous moan and calling of my name drops from her lips.
Withdrawing my tongue and standing I let her breathe while I undress. She sits up and ensnares my lips with a fiery passion as I get on the bed and penetrate her. A small moan emits from my lips as I feel her core tighten around me. Putting my arm under her lower back to arch her up higher and get in even further. Clare shakes, her body trembling at every little movement, her hands gripping into my arms and her nails raking into my back. She lifts her legs bending them at the knees and digging her heels into the mattress to push her back up even higher.
"Mmm harder Drew, fassssssterrrrr," Clare moans.
"As you wish Angel," I grin pushing her legs up and over my shoulders before I speed up.
Clare is already sensitive having climaxed once and in this position I quickly bring her to orgasm again. She cries my name out again and again in breathless bliss as she orgasms. I'm not done yet and continue thrusting, stopping only for a second to put her legs down and turn her on her side. I lie next to her, lifting her top leg so I can thrust into her. In this position I can massage her breasts with my hands and kiss her neck. Clare reaches around, her arm crooking around the back of my neck as she moans over and over, my name dipping from her lips like water. Her breasts heaving with each baited breath and breathless cry. It takes only a few moments, her body trembling and shaking begins to tighten and her core massages my cock buried deep inside of her. I tighten as well, tensing up and squeezing her as I go faster and grunt in orgiastic ecstasy, this time we climax at the same second.
I slow down and pull out of her gently kissing her jaw bone, but don't move other than that as she's already in my arms. We breathe together, my heart pounding against her back; she takes my hand and interlaces our fingers. We don't bother getting out of bed and only pull the covers over us and she gives me a soft kiss.
"I love you Drew," she whispers with a yawn.
"I love you more Angel and I always will," I whisper back and see her smile before I fall asleep.
I wake up to my phone the next morning, not an alarm since it's Sunday but rather my phone ringing. I sleepily take it from the nightstand and hit accept without looking since it's Owen's ring.
"Dude this better be good it's Sunday morning," I yawn.
"Come over we have food, Paige couldn't sleep again and she made lots come eat," Owen tells me.
"Sweet food we'll be right over," I grin and hang up.
"I heard I'm getting up," Clare yawns.
She gives me a quick kiss and gets out of bed; we get dressed and drive the few blocks to Owen and Paige's apartment building. It's much nicer than the one we lived in when Owen, Clare and I shared an apartment. It's more secure, the apartments are bigger and entirely soundproofed, they were living in a two bedroom but moved into a three bedroom after finding out Paige was pregnant. We all helped them move of course and their first night in the apartment Owen proposed to her.
"Couldn't sleep again," Clare comments when we enter the apartment. We have a key to their apartment and they have a key to our townhouse. Of course Owen knew I we were coming and he unlocked the door.
"I did, for about four hours and then had this urge to clean the living room. Then I had an urge to bake and by the time Owen got up I had made a feast which is when he called you," Paige tells us as we hug her.
"Glad he did everything smells great," I grin.
"Paige sit down we'll set the table," Clare insists.
We get the table set, and sit down; Paige made cinnamon rolls, sausage and potatoes, biscuits and fruit salad.
"I can't believe I have two months left this kid kicks like a mule and I can't wait to get him out," Paige comments as we begin eating.
"I'm sure Darcy said the last two months were the worst for her," Clare comments.
Darcy had stayed in Toronto after making peace with Clare. Darcy now worked for the Red Cross in the main Toronto office, she was their event coordinator. She and Peter had dated for two years and then they got married when three years ago. Soon after that Darcy became pregnant and gave birth to a daughter a year and half ago.
"I can see why it's like all the bad stuff comes on at once, I have to pee every five minutes, I can only eat in small doses but I'm hungry so often, I'm swollen everywhere, I don't even remember what my feet look like," Paige complains.
"Your feet, like the rest of you, are beautiful," Owen assures her. Paige smiles and kisses her fiancé.
"So will you be visiting Eli in L.A.?" Paige asks me.
"Probably but I haven't told him I'm coming yet, I'll call him when I'm down there," I answer.
"Well at least someone found out after I did," Clare comments.
"You mean you didn't know before last night?" Owen questions and she shakes her head. "Dude really?" Owen scolds me.
"I knew she'd be angry and I avoided telling her, I was supposed to go with her to a party at her boss's house and I knew when I told her I couldn't go she'd be angry," I reply in my defense.
"And waiting until the very last minute made it better?" Paige questions sardonically.
"No but I don't like it when she's mad at me, making up was nice though," I grin and kiss Clare's cheek.
"Geez you two oughta write a book, A Happy Relationship Through Lots and Lots of Sex! It would be a best seller," Owen comments and Clare laughs.
"So who are you going with Clare?" Paige asks.
"Well Drew of course volunteered Owen and Adam but I didn't want Owen to be away from you. Adam will come if I ask him too but it's not as though I need an escort," Clare argues.
"With Justin there you need an escort," I assert and she grimaces at me.
We stay for a couple of hours at their apartment, helping them clean up and visiting with two of our very best friends. We stop for groceries on the way home, not that I'll be home to eat them but we need them and I like doing anything as long as Clare's with me. We get home a little after noon and I have to pack for my trip, which entails doing laundry. Clare spends most of the time on her laptop, she's on her way to being at the anchor desk at the television station but still has dreams of writing, she's started a bunch of things but she never finishes. It's like she loses heart when it's nearing completion, then she stops writing all together for a few weeks or months and then starts again.
"I'll make some dinner, how much packing do you have left?" Clare asks setting down her laptop and standing up.
"Not much I ju…" I stop when I see her, she's hunched over and holding her head. "Clare?"
I rush to her side holding onto her and looking at her face which has gone pale. She looks at me and smiles but she's holding tight to my shoulders. She gives me a soft kiss and her color begins to come back.
"I'm okay just stood up too fast and got a little dizzy that's all," she assures me.
"Are you sure? Maybe you should sit down, we can order out," I tell her.
"Drew I'm fine you always overact when I feel even a little ill."
"I spent several weeks worried that you were going to die, there is no such thing as overreacting after you watch the woman you love so weak and frail," I remind her.
"I'm fine Drew and I love you," she smiles kissing me gently.
"I love you more Angel," I reply and take her lips again.
Update Thursday December 18th with Drew leaving for L.A., Clare attending Natalie's party and a few more familiar faces making appearances.