Chapter 2
Set during Moonbeams. Drunk Laura is so lovely and her joy in touching his face to wipe off the lipstick is delicious. The scene in question occurs just before the 1 hour mark on Prim.
"Sitting sipping their tea, Laura asked. "What's this about autism again?
Robbie shook his head. "No, not autism. This is about gossip about your neighbour."
She sat her cup down. "Any particular neighbour?
"Dr. Stringer."
She smiled. "The one who shopped you for being drunk and facetious."
He nodded. "The one and only. Did you know he had a gambling problem?"
She thought for a moment. "I've played bridge against him at the University Bridge Club a couple of times. They were all way to good for me but I didn't know he had a gambling problem, no."
Robbie sat down his cup. "He says it cost him his marriage."
Leaning forward Laura grinned. "That's not what I heard."
"What did you hear?"
"According to Mrs. Collinson who does my ironing. It was good old fashioned adultery with his bridge partner."
"A maths professor called Sandra Walters?"
She smiled. "You see you are a good detective. No matter what the neighbours say."
He grins at her and leans forward. "So, your looking particularly relaxed this afternoon."
She raised her eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I be? It's a lovely afternoon, I've a spectacular cup of tea."
He leaned closer. "So, no needs that require attention?"
She laughed. "You know Lewis. You don't have to ask about my needs. The point of this type of arrangement is that it is mutual." She sat her cup down and stood. "If you need something all you have to do is ask, surely you know how to do that?"
She turned and walked away leaving him there breathless and confused. He replayed the conversation. He thought he had been pretty clear. Where had he messed up? He felt his mobile buzz in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw the call was from James. He answered and talked for a few minutes.
As he ended the call, the meaning of her parting statement finally clicked. He found the second number and sent her a text. "Half 8, my place"
He headed for his car to meet James. As he walked to meet James his mobile buzzed. "Have early plans. Make it half 10. Be a boy scout."
He responded. "That works for me." He looked at the message again half happy and half confused. "Be a boy scout." What did that mean?
James saw him looking confused. "Something the matter sir?"
Robbie shook his head. "No, James." He started walking then stopped. "James, do you know anything about the boy scouts."
James looked at him quizzically. "Other than their motto, not much sir."
Robbie started walking again. "What's their motto?"
"Be prepared, sir."
Robbie looked at him. "Be prepared for what?"
James smiled. "I think that's sort of the point, sir. Be ready for anything. Perhaps if you told me the context, I might be able to provide more insight."
"Never you mind. I'll figure it out."
They walked in silence while Robbie thought more about the text. What did he have to be prepared for? He was more than ready and a little distracted. Beyond that, what was there to ready? He shook his head and returned his thoughts to work.
Robbie was driving home when the text from Laura flashed through his mind again. What did that last part mean? Be a Boy Scout. He thought back to the other time they had been together. He hadn't been prepared for that conversation was that what she meant? No, that couldn't be it.
Did he not do something that she wanted? He drove through town letting the message float through his mind. He was stopped at a red light when the answer suddenly hit him. He pulled into the parking lot of Boot's thinking himself quite clever. He walked into the store whistling a happy tune. He walked to the back of the store and the whistling stopped. There were literally fifty options. He had no idea what to do. He couldn't call anyone and ask. Sheepishly he grabbed ten different boxes and walked to the register.
The teenager working the register looked at all of the boxes and then looked at Robbie. He barely contained the smile as he rang Robbie up. Robbie took his purchases and left the store. Just before the automated doors closed he heard laughter and an amused. "Go grandpa."
Robbie made it home in time to grab a quick bite and straighten up his place. He even changed his sheets. Just as he was starting to get nervous there was a knock at the door.
He opened the door to find a very nicely dressed and slightly inebriated Laura Hobson holding her shoes. "Do you have £10 I could borrow? I need to pay the cab."
He grabbed his wallet and handed her the cash. She handed him her shoes and handbag then kissed him. "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."
He stood there and watched her as she ran out to the cab barefoot. When she came back she launched herself into his arms and kissed him. He had a choice, drop her stuff or drop her. He opted to catch her.
He returned the kiss tasting the gin on her lips. He pushed her back against the door using her body to close it. Her hands came down his body and started to unbutton his shirt. She pushed it apart and began to kiss down his body. She nipped lightly when she reached his nipples. He groaned as her warm tongue then caressed them.
She continued kissing down his body. As she reached his belt, she looked up at him devilishly. She slowly unfastened his belt and unfastened his pants. She reached into his pants and grasped him. He inhaled sharply. She stroked him as she stood and whispered in his ear. "Are you a proper Boy Scout?"
He smiled at her and lifted her off the ground. He kissed her soundly and then whispered in her ear. "Follow me."
She released him and followed him to the bedroom. When they entered the bedroom, she saw his purchases laid out on the bed, ten different boxes of condoms.
Her hand went to her mouth to hide the laughter. He looked back at her with an impish grin. "Things have changed a lot since the last time I had to buy them."
She reached down and pulled her dress over her head and stood before him in her blue bra and lace underwear. He stared at her amazed at the sight. She walked to the bed, picked one box and swept the rest onto the floor. She handed the box to Robbie. "Let's try these to start. If your stamina holds maybe we will try one of the others."
Robbie practically tore the box apart trying to get to its contents he was distracted momentarily by the sight of Laura on all fours on his bed. She looked over her shoulder at him. "Lewis, I think you have on far too many clothes. Do you need some help?"
He swallowed and shook his head. He quickly removed his clothes and joined her on the bed. She was still on all fours and he ran his hands over her bottom. He hooked his fingers under the sides of lace underwear and leaned over her. "Now who has on too many clothes Dr. Hobson?"
She sat up and leaned back into him. "I actually require a bit of assistance. A girl shouldn't have to do all the work."
He slid the underwear down her shapely legs and held her so that she lift each leg then he threw them across the room. His hands wandered over her body to her breasts. He cupped each one feeling them tighten under his fingers. One hand snaked around her back and unhooked it. She leaned forward slightly letting it fall down her arms.
Robbie threw it across the room too and then his hands returned to her. One arm pulled her to him tightly. She could feel him pressing against her. She tried to reach between them but he held her tight.
His other hand found its way between her legs. He separated her folds and slowly stroked her. He whispered in her ear. "Seems like somebody is ready."
She turned her head to him and kissed him. "No talking, just take me already."
He grinned not ready to give into her demands just yet. "No such luck Dr. Hobson. Let's see how much you can take." He continued to stroke her while keeping her pulled tightly to him.
She could feel the pleasure coiling inside her. She was panting. She reached up and squeezed her own breasts pressing into him. She squeezed her legs together needing more. She brought one hand down and pressed it against his.
She felt his breath against her ear. "What do you want Dr. Hobson?" He nipped gently at her ear.
She tried to turn into him and he held her fast. "More Lewis. I need more."
He stroked her faster and as he felt her entire body coil he released her. She fell forward and screamed from the loss of contact. Robbie quickly opened the condom and slid it down his length.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her back to him before roughly pushing into her. She screamed out and braced herself against the bed. He reached around her and touched her as he slowly thrust into her. Within seconds her entire body was coiled again. "Let go Laura." The sound of her name from his mouth sent her over the edge.
She tightened around him and he sat still letting her ride out the pleasure. As he felt her relax, he started pushing into her again. His hands grasped her hips helping to push and pull her.
She recovered enough to finally sit partially up and back onto him. He sat back on his legs and pulled her to him. She lifted and lowered herself on him. His hands wandered her body. Their movements were slow and measured taking their time.
As he loosened his grip on her waist, she pulled away from him. He groaned as he slipped out of her. She turned into his body and kissed him. She kissed her way to his ear and whispered. "I want to feel you on top of me, inside of me."
She pulled him to her as she lay back on the bed. He followed her, kissing up her body. He settled between her legs and slowly slipped inside her. They both moaned once he was fully inside her. She wrapped her legs around him as they moved together.
At first their movements were slow and languid. Quickly they moved to more feverish. Robbie could feel the tightening and knew he was close. He could feel her nails digging into his hips and knew that she too was close. He pushed up slightly and picked up his pace. He felt her tighten her muscles to tease him. She looked up into his eyes. "Your turn Robbie."
That was all it took. He pushed into her one last time and this time the tightening he felt was involuntary. They both screamed out breathless.
They lay there for what seemed like forever. Robbie eventually pushed up. "I'm so sorry, I must be squishing you."
She smiled up at him then kissed him lightly. "It wasn't so bad."
He rolled over and lay on his back staring at the ceiling. "Sorry if I was a bit rough."
She laughed as she sat up. "No need to apologize. That was exactly what I needed."
He rolled on his side looking at her as she gathered her clothes. "I guess you were not as relaxed as you thought."
She raised an eyebrow as she searched for her bra. "I guess not."
He watched her dress. "So, what were your plans earlier?"
She slipped her dress over her head. She looked at him. "That's another rule. When we do this, we don't talk about personal stuff."
"So, your plans were of a personal nature?"
She looked at him trying to decide if he was being deliberately obtuse. "Just this once I will answer your question but if it happens again, I will leave and this won't happen again, are we clear?" He raised his hands in submission. "I had a date. It was for drinks and I might have had one too many."
He lay back on the bed. "Well, it can't have been a very good date if you ended up here with me."
She picked up a box of condoms and threw them at him. "Not that it is any of your business but it was a first date and I don't sleep with men on the first date." She searched around the room. "Look, I hate to ask but I need to borrow another £20 to get home."
"You could just stay the night, we could open another box."
She looked at him. "Lewis?"
"Ten minutes ago I was Robbie." He looked up at her and saw the annoyance. He sat up in bed and headed to the bathroom. "Give me just a minute."
He returned a few minutes later wrapped in his robe. He found her waiting in the living room. He grabbed his wallet and handed her the money. "Thank you. I promise to pay you back." She smiled at him as she kissed him. A horn honked outside. "That'll be my cab. You know you are saving my life."
He leaned against the wall. "By loaning you some money?"
She pressed against him. "No, seven minutes at a time." He looked at her questioningly. "Each time we do this, I don't light a cigarette." She kissed him. "See you around." She opened the door and left.
The next morning, there was another envelope on Robbie's desk. Inside was the £30 from the night before and a note. "Add this to your Boy Scout fund." He laughed out loud as Hathaway entered the office.
