I was so happy with your feedback on my other story, that I encouraged myself and decided to write another short one. Again, I hope you like this and review as always. In this story Ross, 35 years old, is a doctor and Rachel, 30, is an architect. They are married to other people. They both live in New York City.
*Ross's thoughts are italic.
*I think this one will have three chapter, maybe an epilogue. :)
*This chapter contain scenes (one scene) that are Rated R.
Ross is currently at a medicine congress in Chicago and on the end of the first day of lectures he's having dinner with his long time friend, Chandler, who's also a doctor.
"And your new office? How is it?" Asks Chandler while they wait their meals.
"It's a beautiful and well located, but I still cannot move there."
"And why not?"
"Because that place needs a makeover."
"Oh, I think I can help you with this!"
"Really?"
"Yes, just let me check something. Ahá! I knew I'd still have her contact." Chandler says handing Ross a fancy and feminine card.
"Rachel K. Fitzgerald…"
"She was in charge of the makeover of my office a couple years ago. She's an architect."
"Oh, nice. Thanks, man!"
"And, I have to say…she's gorgeous."
"Dude, I'm married, remember?"
"Married, yes. Dead, no."
"Ok, whatever. I'll call her on Monday."
"I'm sure you will."
"You're unbelievable…"
They are having dinner at Henry's parents when Rachel's cell phone starts ringing.
"Excuse me, I have to get this call…" She says getting up.
Henry just sends his wife an annoyed glance, but she quietly leaves the room anyway.
"You're wife doesn't change, huh?" says Sylvia to her son.
"Mom, please…"
"No wonder she didn't give you a child yet…she's always working."
Rachel is coming back and can't help but hear what her mother-in-law is saying to her husband. Taking a deep breath she re-enters the room.
"Sorry about this, it was about a meeting I have tomorrow."
"Oh, baby, I didn't know you were back."
"Well I am…and I really think we should get going now."
"But it's just half past ten…" Says Henry's father.
"Yeah, but as I said, I have to wake up soon and Henry has too. He has to go to the Court first thing in the morning…" Henry just looks at her and then down.
"Right, darling?" He looks up at her and finally says something.
"Uhm…I don't have to go to the Court tomorrow anymore, so I think I'm gonna stay here some more."
"Oh I didn't know that. So…can you at least give me the car keys?"
"Sure…I'll catch a cab later."
"Right. Bye…"Rachel says getting up and approaching Sylvia and Eugene and giving each a kiss on the cheek before leave the apartment.
When Henry arrives home, Rachel is watching TV in their bedroom.
"Hey…what happened to you today?"
"What happened to me today? What's the matter with you, Henry?"
"What?"
"I heard everything your mother said about me not giving you a child."
"Oh…about that…"
"How could you let her talk like that when you know the reason we don't get pregnant?"
"I couldn't…"
"And why not? Because it's easier for her to think that it's all my fault, that I don't want to?"
"You're being unfair…"
"Unfair?"
"Yes…put yourself in my shoes. How do you tell your parents, who dream night and day about having a grandchild , that you are infertile?"
"Just telling them. Simples as that! What do you think they'll do to you? Nothing, Henry! But if they keep thinking I'm the one to blame, they'll make you leave me cause I'm not 'worthy'."
"You're being selfish now."
"Whatever…"
"I think our marriage is falling apart anyway…"
"You know what? I'm sure of it."
On Monday, Ross is having his breakfast when his wife Melanie embraces him from behind caressing his chest with her hands.
"Good morning…" She sings in his ear.
He kisses her hand and turns to her to give her a kiss.
"Good morning to you too." He smiles.
"So, I was thinking we could have a nice dinner tonight." What do you think?"
"I think it's a good idea, but we talk about it later, all right? I'm already late for work." He says giving her a peck on the lips.
"Oh, right…I'll be waiting for you!"
"Okay, Mel!" He screams already in the hall.
"Have a nice day, ho…" But he's already gone.
In the middle of the afternoon Rachel is leaving a furniture store with a client when her cell phone rings. She looks at the screen, but don't recognize the number.
"Hello?"
"Uhm…Rachel Fitzgerald?"
"Yes, it's me. Who is it?"
"Hi, I'm Ross Geller. How are you?"
"I'm fine, but how can I help you, Mr. Geller?"
"Well, first of all, don't call me 'Mr. Geller'. It makes me feel old…"
"I'm sorry. Then again, how can I help you, Ross Geller?"
"Better. So, a friend of mine, Chandler Bing, gave me your contact. You did a makeover at his office and now I want you to work on mine."
"Uhm, okay. Can we meet later today?"
"Today? You're fast!"
"Well, I don't waste time. And I'm 100% busy this week. So later today is my only time available."
"In this case, okay."
"Good. Can I meet you at your office?"
"Actually no, cause it's an empty place, and we could have to sit on the floor."
"Right. So can you come to my office at eight o'clock?"
"Sure!"
"I'm gonna text you the address."
"That's fine."
"See you later, then."
"See ya."
"Ok, Helen, we're done for today. I have to run now…" She says to her client.
"You're unstoppable, Rachel."
"Yes, I am." She laughs already going on the opposite way. "Bye, dear."
Her cell phone rings again and seeing it's Henry she decides not to answer.
At 20h15min, Melanie is waiting for her husband at home. She's excited because she's ovulating and for months now she's wanting to have a baby, but she feels that Ross doesn't want one and she's sensing that she's losing him. But he'll change his mind, she thinks.
"Sorry, I'm late. I hate the traffic of this town." He says while taking off his black coat and royal blue scarf.
"That's ok…"
"No, no, I'm sor…" Then he finally looks up at her.
She's wearing black skinny pants, black blouse, a white blazer with red scarpin, and he suddenly feels shy and stops talking. The woman standing in front of him is breathtakingly stunning. And it's not just her amazing body, her face is also perfect. I'm gonna kill Chandler for this. He almost slaps himself for, in seconds, think like a truly man, wanting to do all sorts of things with this woman.
"I said it's ok, Ross." Not getting an answer back, she thinks in a way to caught his attention.
"Mr. Geller? Are you here?"
"Uhm, yes, yes!" He says.
"Good."
"Just call me Ross, please."
"Fine. So, tell me about your ideas and then we can schedule another meeting next week for me to take a look in your place."
"My place?" He says and immediately regrets.
"Yes, your office."
"Right, right."
"Now tell me all you want."
You in my bed.
"Okay."
They spend the next hour discussing ideas and find they have some affinities. Rachel's cell rings (again), but this time she decides to answer it.
"Excuse me, I have to get this."
"Go ahead. We're good for today right? Let's get going then."
"Yes, yes, we are. Follow me this way."
Ross gets home and Melanie is already pretty mad.
"I get that you're busy with your new office and all, but you could at least have called me, Ross!"
"Sorry…"
"I'll never forget this."
"I don't know what else to say to you, Mel. I lost track of time…" And met the world's sexiest woman today.
"This way we'll never have a baby!"
"Uhm…what?"
"I'm ovulating."
"Mel, we already discussed this. Now it's not the right time and…"
"Do you realize that never will be the 'right time'?!"
"It's not like this, Mel."
"It is exactly like this! Truth is you don't want to do this." She says and doesn't get an answer from him.
"I knew it…you know what? I'll sleep at my sister's place tonight. And you think about your recent attitudes."
"Mel…Melanie!"
And she's gone.
Rachel gets home and finds the place almost completely dark and drops her purse on the couch. The only light is from the full moon shining outside and it come from the large windows.
"Henry? Are you home?" Then she feels a pair of strong hands on her shoulders and immediately a wave of goosebumps take over her entire body.
"You are home…" She says whispering.
"Of course I am…" He says while taking off her blazer and caressing her arms then her stomach.
"Sorry about yesterday." She turns to face him.
"It's okay, baby…my parents can be tough to take sometimes."
"Yeah…but that's because they love you and want the best for their son."
"But let's forget about it, right?" He touches her chin with his fingers and she nods while he gives her a peck on the lips. She grabs his neck with both hands and they exchange a lingering kiss.
"I've missed you." He convincingly says in her ear and then biting it.
"Hmm…yeah. Me too." She whispers back.
"Now, take me to heaven, honey."
"You don't even have to ask." He picks her up and carries her to their bedroom and lays her on the bed. She rolls over him and stands over him. Slowly she takes off the rest of her clothes. Knowing he already can't hide his excitement, she helps him with his own garment. Before they fall onto bed again, they share an intense kiss. Straddling him, Rachel feels when he enters her with his member and immediately let's out a gasp. Willingly she starts moving her hips up and down getting a little help from his hands on her waist. From time to time he caresses her thighs making her moan under his firm touch. Still moving her hips on him, she feels a wave of pleasure, which she didn't feel for so long. His hands are now squeezing lightly her breasts. Bewildered with his wife's groans, he sits on the bed holding her and rolls over immediately kissing and sucking on her nipples while pushing on her.
"Yeah, right there, baby!" she moans scratching her nails on the back of his neck.
"Oh fuck, I'm coming…"
"Yes, me too. Go ahead and we'll finish this together."
They are breathless when they're done and just look at one another.
"Wow…"
"Wow…"
They laugh and Henry kisses Rachel's forehead before turning to his side and sleep. Kinda disappointed she does the same.
Since Melanie left, Ross has been watching TV. He's not paying attention, but he's thinking about his marriage and how it is rapidly falling apart. Then he goes to the bathroom to take a shower. His mind travels between these thoughts about his life and that woman he met today. Rachel, Rachel Fitzgerald. He wonders how she is like in her personal life, what she is like with her friends, her husband (he saw her wedding band), if she has children. After his long shower, he orders Chinese for his dinner. Sometime later he goes to his bed wearing just black boxers and with his laptop. He feels the need to know more about her, see her again before their next meeting. After some research, there she is on a picture posted on a social column and taken not long ago. If possible, she looks even better than she did today. Apparently she was in a party in a fancy place. She was gorgeous wearing a long off the shoulder black dress that hugs every perfect curve she has on that perfect body sculpted by God. When he least expect, his hands are searching his most sensible part under the sheets and he's touching himself like he was a teenager experiencing puberty. He feels so good and relieved for giving himself some pleasure, but also dirty and guilty about the whole problem with Melanie. After cleaning up and closing his laptop, the only thing he thinks is how Chandler is going to pay for 'introducing' him to the woman that can be one of the reasons why his marriage will end.
-END OF THE FIRST CHAPTER-