Rachel sat at her desk blankly, looking at her computer screen, wondering what to write when all of a sudden, Squall came up behind her and tickled her.
"Stop it Squall! You know i have to work." She told him off, smiling.
"Aw, baby, it would just be a little while." He said, starting to kiss her neck.
She could not resist him any longer. And he pulled her over to the bed where he found the handcuffs under the pillow.
They exchanged knowingly grins.
He continued kissing down her neck, unbuttoning her shirt as he worked his way down. She wasn't wearing a bra, she didn't think she needed to if she wasn't going out anywhere.
He rubbed her breasts for a while, biting her nipples gently.
"Oh, god." She thought, "where did he learn this..wait--i dont care."
He worked his hand downward toward her skirt as his mouth stayed at her breasts.
He would have pulled off her skirt but it was short enough that he just pushed it up and pulled off her thong.
He stuck a couple fingers up her vagina to make her cum a little.
"Stop teasing me dickhead. And as DMx says, 'Lets get it on'" Rachel growled.
Knowing Rachels good mouth skills pulled his dick near her mouth. She unbuttoned his pants with her mouth. Squall would have then wanted her to suck on it a while but she just wanted a fast one tonight. He must have the world time record for fastest sex. His pants slid off along with his boxers as he moved back down to her pussy.
She looked at the clock again. This guy was right on schedule.
"That's why i liked him so much...and his personality, i think. Oh, fuck it rachel, you know you just like the sex." she thought. But she liked the way he caressed her and cared for her as no one ever could.
She felt something go inside her and looked down. He had apparently already started fkin her, moving his dick in and out of her slowly, up and down, up and down. He knew this pissed her off as he looked up to see her serious face. Her lips tightened and eyes squinted. He knew she liked it hard. Hard and rough.
He rolled his eyes and gave into her wants. no. her needs. she needed his sex. The only reason he gave in was because he loved her. That, and the fact that tomorrow was his night, his way.
She gave out many silent screams and moans. He lowered his mouth near her face as they both panted and looked at each others mouths as if they were going to bite them off and made biting moves at each other but in the end just started kissing luciously, passionetly. Whatever the hell it was, it sure felt good.
Felt good. Rachel remembered what used to make her feel good. Getting married to a wonderful husband and being a houswife to two beautiful children, maybe three. She always had a good relationship with kids. Strange infants would reach for her away from their moms when she sat next to a mother in the park. I mean, she helped raise her little brother when she was 6 years old.
She let out one loud scream where she climaxed. Satsified, Squall stopped and laid next to her, the handcuffs still on.
"Ok, squall, done with the sex, now can we get these handcuffs off before i get bruises?" She asked.
Squall searched for the key under the pillow but couldnt find it. He gulped. uh-oh. where was it? Where was the last place they had left it? His eyes wandered over to the sink near the kitchen table.
"Uh...sweetheart. can you pass me the phone and the phonebook?" Squall asked and Rachel passed them to him, not knowing what was up. Luckily they had the phone near the bed. He laid the phonebook on her chest as he stradled her, flipping through the pages. Locksmith. He found one that lived suprisingly nearby.
"Hopefully he won't be too pissed at our situation. I'll just cover up poor Rachel when he comes over." Squall thought.
He dialed the number and asked for a John the Locksmith. As he continued a conversation and got the man to agree to come over, Rachel's jaw dropped.
"So that's why you needed the phone." Rachel glared. "How many times do i tell you to put the key back when ur done?" she gave him a little kiss on the forehead as he showed his sweet puppy dog eyes. She couldn't help but love him to death.
The Locksmith unlocked the door seeing as he probably figured they wouldn't be able to open it. But when he saw the two covered up in a sheet, locked to each other and the bed, he couldn't help but crack up.
He quickly unlocked the two as his gaze runned down Rachel's breast.
"Hey buddy! I'm not paying you to look at my girl." Squall got angry everytime someone looked at Rachel that way, and the same with Rachel.
Rachel got up and grabbed her wallet as she handed the guy a 20 dollar bill.
"You can keep the change." She said, just wanting him to leave.
"Uhh...hope to see you two again."He smiled and said as he walked out the door, slamming it.
"Next time, im getting an extra key." Rachel said and they both laughed, out of breath.
Squall laid down next to Rachel and she nuzzled him, putting her arm over him as she quickly fell asleep. Squall tried to sleep but everytime he thought about Rachel, he felt wide awake. She was the joy in his life, she was his life. And as he stared at the beautiful night sky out the window, everything beautiful in the world reminded him of her. He had never felt his heart soar like this. Maybe it was time for him to settle down. Squall wasn't used to using his brain much, like most men, and he fell asleep from mental tiredness.
