CHAPTER 2
Later that evening...
Clark steps into the kitchen and locks the door behind him. Lois doesn't know what she's talking about, muttering to himself as he hangs up his jacket on the coat rack.
He quickly x-ray's the refrigerator and finds it nearly empty. He sits down at the table and pulls out his phone and calls in an order for a large pepperoni and mushroom pizza, then goes upstairs and opens the closet door.
I should go clothes shopping, surveying the sea of plaid flannel shirts as he's changing into his most comfortable pair of jeans and a blue t-shirt, then sitting down on the bed to put on a fresh pair of white socks and sneakers.
He goes back downstairs and grabs his keys and wallet, then goes outside and super-speeds to the pizza place in downtown Smallville. After he picks it up, he happens to catch a glimpse of a store he's never noticed before. He hesitates for a moment, then makes a decision and opens the door to step inside.
He stares at all the DVDs on display, then slowly begins to make his way down each aisle; picking up one after the other, but always putting them back on the shelf.
"Can't decide huh?"
He turns his head and sees Tess Mercer coming towards him. "Hi, Ms. Mercer."
"We're not in the office, so you can call me Tess," she answers with a smile.
"Alright, Tess," he replies in a slightly nervous tone. "So you're looking to rent a movie too?" he asks.
"No," she replies. "I was coming out of the Talon when I spotted you walking in," coming up to him.
"Coffee, huh?" he remarks.
"Yes," taking a sip out of the coffee cup in her hand. "Lois told me they make an excellent cup of coffee."
"She's right," he answers. "Lois would be the one to know that. Goodness knows how many cups of coffee she drinks in a day," rolling his eyes slightly. "I think she must be addicted to the caffeine," he adds.
She starts to say something when she spots the DVD he's holding. "I didn't think you were a cartoon kind of guy."
"Sometimes," placing it back on the shelf. "I have to be in the mood for it," turning back to her. "What about you? What kind of movies do you like to watch?" he asks as they start walking down the aisle.
"I work a lot, so I don't get the chance to watch a lot of movies," she replies with a sigh, "but when I do, I prefer the classics," stopping in front of one particular display. "Now this is a good movie," picking up one off the shelf. "You have got to watch this one," pressing it into his hand.
She's about to say something else when her phone rings. She looks at the caller id and frowns. "I have to go," shoving it into her pocket and starts to walk away.
She stops suddenly when she feels a hand on her shoulder. She turns to see Clark standing there. "What is it, Mr. Kent?"
He takes a deep breath before he speaks. "Tess, I've only just met you and I already know that you work too hard. You need to find a way to relax. I think it would do you some good."
She tilts her head and looks at him curiously. "Do you have any suggestions, Mr. Kent?" she asks in a suggestive tone.
"Not off the top of my head," he quickly replies with a shrug of his shoulders as his hand falls down from her shoulder.
"I see," a thoughtful look on her face. "You know, it has been a while since I took a nice, long bubble bath," her eyes looking him up and down.
"Bubble bath?" gulping thickly as she continues to look him over.
She smiles inwardly at his reaction. "Don't tell me you've never taken a bubble bath?" her hand reaching out to rest on his upper arm.
"Never," feeling the tingle he felt earlier when her hand was on his chest.
"Not even with a woman?" her hand casually caressing his arm.
"No," shaking his head.
"That's a shame," shaking her head sadly. "I'll keep that in mind," removing her hand. "Enjoy the movie," winking at him as she walks away.
His eyes linger on her as she walks out of the store. He gives himself a mental shake and walks up to the register with the movie in his hand.
Back to the farm...
He walks into the living room and sets the pizza box on the coffee table next to the bottle of soda he picked up as well. He walks over to the DVD player and inserts the disc, then closes it and presses 'play' on the remote. The sounds of Simon and Garfunkel fill the air as the movie begins.
I don't know what the big deal is about this movie, taking a bite out of a slice of pizza.
Mrs. Robinson, I think you're trying to seduce me.
He drops the pizza slice; leaning forward to stare at the screen as Anne Bancroft appears naked in front of Dustin Hoffman and slowly begins to seduce him. He watches with fascination as the movie continues to play.
Damn! he can't help but think as the closing credits roll on. Tess was right. It was a good movie; stopping the movie and leaning back against the couch cushion for a minute before getting up and clearing off the coffee table of the empty pizza box and the half-empty bottle of soda.
He locks up and shuts off the lights, then heads on upstairs to the bathroom and closes the door. He turns on the shower and takes off his clothes. Once the water is hot enough, he steps into the tub and leans back against the wall; closing his eyes as the hot water hits his skin.
Don't tell me you've never taken a bubble bath?
He can't stop thinking of a naked Tess in a bathtub full of bubbles as his hand slowly glides down his firm abs and doesn't stop until it reaches his length. Mmm, a soft moan escaping his lips as his fingers wrap around his cock. He closes his eyes and imagines Tess' hand on him as he begins to stroke himself. He throws back his head and feels himself getting rock hard as he moves his hand faster and pulls harder.
"Oh, Tess!" yelling out loud as he climaxes...hard.
Luthor mansion
Tess lights a few candles, then shuts off the overhead light. She opens her robe and lets it slip off her shoulders, then steps into the oversized tub. She sits down and rests her head on the bath pillow and slowly closes her eyes.
Mmm, the warm water caressing her skin.
Her mind drifts to thoughts of a naked Clark cupping her breasts as she moves her hand between her legs. She moans softly as she continues to glide her hand back and forth through her pussy; her other hand pinching and rolling her nipples.
She arches her back when she inserts a finger inside and begins to thrust it over and over again against her most sensitive spot; gradually adding another finger, then another.
"Clark!" her body shuddering from the orgasm that shatters within her...
TO BE CONTINUED...
