Ch. 10 Dreaming From the Waist
(CLARE)
"So did you sleep at Jay's again?" Eli asks almost as soon as Fitz is gone.
"Yes Eli." I say with a bit of a hard tone.
We've barley stuck our toes in the water of friendship again and he's asking me about sleeping at my new boyfriends house. Although my relationship with Jay is so guarded for one very obvious reason I probably wouldn't like the question coming from anyone but Fitz or Bianca.
"Did you two have sex again?" Eli inquires and everyone looks at me.
"Eli I'm not having this discussion and most definitely not with you." I tell him.
"So when are we going to meet him then?" Adam inquires.
"Adam we already talked about this, I'm not comfortable with you guys meeting him when our relationship is so new." I reply.
"You lost your virginity to him I don't think your relationship counts as new anymore." Drew chimes in and I glare at him.
"Uh Clare why don't you come help me make sandwiches for lunch." Bianca suggests standing up.
I smile at her thankful for the reprieve and follow her up the stairs to the kitchen.
"Thanks Bianca, I know they're asking out of concern, well Eli and Adam anyway but you know they can't meet Jay. I hate that this is so complicated; I wish I could just bring him over. I don't think Fiona or Imogen would care that much but Eli and Adam would go ballistic and so would just about everyone else." I lament as we start pulling stuff out for sandwiches.
"I'm sure they'll stop asking eventually but at some point you're going to have to let them meet Jay. I would do it while Adam still only has one arm and maybe somewhere without sharp objects so Eli doesn't kill him." Bianca replies.
"Yeah no kidding, Jay's great he loves me and he's sweet and caring. I mean he's a guy and he…" I pause searching for the right word that doesn't make him sound like a caveman.
"Get's you drunk and tricks you into having sex," Bianca comments.
"Bianca! That was once; we didn't even have sex last night." I inform her.
She opens her mouth to say something but shuts it again when we hear heavy steps coming up the stairs, meaning it's not Imogen and Fiona it's a couple of the guys.
"You're taking too long," Owen whines appearing in the kitchen.
"And we want chips and soda," Drew adds coming up behind Owen.
"You're lucky we're making the sandwiches you guys get the chips and soda." Bianca barks at them.
Owen goes to the fridge and gets out sodas; I go to the fridge to get out the lettuce and tomato. Owen and I sort of converge and he bumps my arm, right where Jay grabbed me last night and I whimper in pain inadvertently. My cry is shrill and sharp and my face contorts in pain and they all stop and look at me.
"I barely touched her." Owen says in his own defense.
"I'm fine, he just hit a bruise." I tell them.
Before I can stop him Drew lifts the sleeve of my dress and looks at my bruise. Drew eyes me with a furrowed brow and puts his hand over the bruise; lining up his fingers almost perfectly with the finger shaped black and blue marks. Now they all look at me with the same look, sort of a mix between anger, confusion and concern.
"Who hurt you Clare? Someone grabbed you hard enough to leave a really bad bruise." Owen states.
"I know Fitz wouldn't hurt you so that leaves one option." Bianca states.
"He didn't mean to." I assure her but she gives me a dubious look.
"Who are we talking about?" Drew questions taking his hand from my arm.
"Jay, he did that to her." Bianca says with an angry tone.
"He was drunk; he didn't realize he was squeezing my arm that hard he let go as soon as I told him he was hurting me." I assert.
"Knowing what I know that doesn't exactly make me feel better." Bianca replies.
"Why what do you know?" Owen inquires.
"You and Owen at least can't tell me you haven't been so drunk you didn't know what you were doing." I shoot back to Bianca.
"Well yeah but like Bianca said that doesn't make me feel better." Responds Owen.
"Guys it was an accident really he didn't realize he was grabbing me so hard and as soon as I told him it hurt he let me go. He had some buddies over to play poker and they were drinking, he had a few beers and grabbed my arm a little too hard. It's no big deal let it go and don't tell the others, they'll over react more than you are. It's just a bruise I'm fine." I insist again.
"Yet none of what you just said makes me feel better." Owen remarks.
"Yeah I agree. Jay having buddies over, all of which were guys I'm guessing and all of which were drunk. Were you the only girl?" Drew asks.
"Yes but Jay was very protective, he got mad any time one of them said anything or looked at me the wrong way." I inform them.
For a minute we're all silent, me looking between the three of them and the three of them looking at me.
"HEY WHAT HAPPENED TO LUNCH?" Adam yells from the basement.
"Has Fitz seen it?" Bianca asks and I shake my head.
"Let's get lunch downstairs, please don't say anything to the others it's a bruise one bruise." I plead with them.
"Tell Fitz and I won't say anything and neither will those two." Bianca stipulates.
"I'll tell him when I see him this afternoon to help him study." I promise her.
"Okay we won't say anything right guys?" Bianca questions the boys in a stern voice.
"Right," Owen and Drew say in unison.
"That includes letting it slip out "accidently" too." I say using the finger quotes.
"We won't say a word." Drew tells me in his most sincere voice.
"You guys get the chips and sodas downstairs and we'll be down in a minute with the sandwiches." Bianca instructs the boys.
They nod, take the chips and soda downstairs and Bianca and I continue making sandwiches.
"These buddies, that Jay had over I'm guessing they were all his age?" Bianca states more than questions.
"Around his age, they were all friends from his work and I already told you he was protective." I reply.
"Just tell Fitz about the bruise okay?" Bianca requests again.
"I promise." I nod and we take the sandwiches downstairs.
The others have put on a movie and we all eat and watch the movie. When the movie ends it's nearly the end of Fitz's shift. Imogen, Fiona, Connor and K.C. clean up and as soon as they're upstairs my phone rings and I know it's Fitz.
"Hey, I'm off you still at Adam's?" Fitz inquires when I answer.
"Yeah." I reply.
"Should I come get you so you can help me study some more?" He asks.
"Of course." I respond.
"Cool I'll be there in a few minutes." He says and hangs up.
About ten minutes later Fitz comes through the sliding glass door.
"Hey Fitz," almost everyone says together.
"Hey guys." He smiles.
"I'll come over tomorrow Adam," I say getting up and going over to give Adam a hug.
Adam says goodbye and I say goodbye to the others, waving to them as I leave through the sliding glass door with Fitz. We drive to the secret spot again, Fitz carries all the books down in a book bag, I carry the blanket, spreading it out near the rock like last time. I lie down on my stomach and open a book while Fitz leans against the rock.
"We should have brought drinks; it's very hot even down here." I complain after about an hour of studying.
"I'm ready for a break anyway; my brain's beginning to feel like mush." Fitz says.
(FITZ)
"We shouldn't drink it but the water in the stream is cold, we could put our feet in and cool off a bit. Then we can walk back to the car and go study somewhere with cold drinks." I suggest.
She smiles at me and I watch her face light up, how can such a small movement of a few face muscles on one person just like make your heart soar.
"That sounds great," Clare says standing up and slipping off her shoes.
I take off my boots and socks and roll up my jeans, the stream only goes up to my knees, of course that means it'll probably hit Clare on the mid thigh. Clare steps into the water and I can see the relief the cold water brings her. Following her into the freezing water chills my skin and it feels great in contrast to the hot sun. She smiles and steps in a little further, she looks so wonderfully gorgeous, so happy and care free, her eyes are sparkling with bliss. I want to like pick her up in my arms and swing her around and kiss her, I can't of course but I want to really badly.
Suddenly her smile turns sort of mischievous and then she kicks some water at me. The water feels great but no way I'm letting her get away with splashing me. I put my hands in the water and splash her. It hits right on her chest, you'd think I was like aiming but I swear I wasn't. She shrieks a little covering her chest with her arms but it's too late I've already soaked her. She looks surprised, then gives me a 'so that's how we're going to play' look. She kicks water at me again and then uses her hands to splash me again, she has me pretty well soaked by now. We keep water fighting and in a few minutes we're completely soaked, her thin blue dress is like clinging to her and almost see thru. It's fucking sexy and my male brain can't help but think dirty thoughts.
My dirty thoughts are interrupted when Clare walks toward me, slipping on a rock she falls, I catch her but I wasn't prepared and I fall back with her in my arms, landing on my back in, thank god, the shallow part of the water. She lands on top of me her hands on either side of my head, my arms around her back, our wet bodies like pressed together and our lips like an inch apart. It's like seven of my greatest fantasies come to life all at once. I want so badly to smash our lips together, to rip her wet dress from her body and make love to her in the stream. I feel her heart beating with mine against my chest; her hot breath is gently blowing into my mouth and like wrapping around my tongue. I swear it's like inviting me to kiss her, her breath it's like calling my lips to press against hers. Our eyes are locked and hers are like searching mine, like she's trying to read what I'll do next from my eyes.
"I'm cooled off now," Clare says blushing a little and pushing herself up and off me.
The feeling of her body coming off mine is like awful, I feel empty without her.
"Yeah we should probably head back to the car and head off." I agree although I would happily have stayed in that moment forever.
Now that our clothes are all wet moving is hard and sort of awkward. We put our shoes back on I pick up the books and put them back in the bag, Clare folds up the blanket and we walk back to the car.
"We're all wet I don't think we can go in anywhere." Clare remarks when we're sitting in the car.
"We could get the keys to Above the Dot, it'll be cool up there and no one will care that we're wet." I suggest.
"That works," she smiles.
I drive to the Dot and park out back; I go inside and grab the keys quickly getting a few looks from people that see I'm all wet. Clare is waiting for me at the door to the club and I unlock it. We go in and sit on the stage, Clare opens a book and starts asking me questions, I answer a few and then she shivers.
"Are you cold?" I ask which seems like a stupid question given the fact that she just shivered.
"With the air conditioning on and my clothes all wet I'm very cold now." Clare says.
"Hang on," I reply hopping up and leaving the club. I go down to the car and get my black hoodie from the backseat, then go back upstairs. "Here you can put this on until your dress dries." I offer handing her the hoodie.
"Thanks Fitz, I'll be right back." She smiles taking the hoodie and walking back to the girls washroom.
She comes back out a minute later holding her wet dress and wearing the hoodie. Knowing my hoodie is touching her nearly bare skin is very pleasing in the worst sort of way. She looks so amazingly hot in my hoodie, I'm getting hard and I have to change the position I'm sitting in to hide this fact. She hangs her dress over a chair and sits back down, she's careful to sit with her legs tucked underneath her but I'm a gentleman and I don't even try to look. We study for a while longer; actually it feels more like her correcting me, in a nice way, when I get something wrong and then her phone rings.
"Hi Mom," she says into the phone. "Yeah I'll be home soon I'm just at the Dot."
"Time to go home?" I ask.
"Mom wants me home for dinner." She says standing up and putting her phone back in her purse.
"You might want to put your dress back on." I point out.
"Oh right," she smiles.
She gets her dress from the chair and walks back to the girl's washroom, coming out a moment later with her dress on which has dried now. She hands me my hoodie and that's when I see the bruise peeking out from under her sleeve. I take the hoodie but gently hold her wrist and lift the sleeve to look at the bruise; it's dark and has the distinct shape of a handprint. I look at her face; she's biting her lips and has the distinct look of guilt on her face.
"Clare what happened did he do this?" I demand, with clenched teeth.
"He didn't mean to he was drunk, it's just a bruise I'm fine." She tells me.
"It's a bad bruise Clare, are there more?" I ask.
Knowing he was drunk doesn't make me feel one bit better, I've had my fair share of experience with this sort of thing.
"No, that's the only one and it was an accident." She insists.
"Has he hurt you before?" I question.
"No!" She snaps back.
"You mean besides practically raping you?" I point out.
"He didn't practically rape me Fitz." She argues.
"He got you drunk and horny and then asked if you wanted to have sex that sounds pretty close to rape to me." I argue back.
"Of course you would say that you still have a crush on me." She shoots back.
"I'm not the only one that thinks that Clare, Bianca does too." I point out.
"I know but it…you make him sound like a horrible monster and he's not. He loves me Fitz and he cares about me. He's not the monster you think he is and oh my god I've had this argument before." She says stopping and laughing a little.
"What do you mean?" I question.
"With Eli about you, I had the same argument, well not the loving and caring about me part but telling Eli you're not the monster he thinks you are. I was right about you wasn't I?" She asks.
"Yeah," I nod. "About the loving and caring about you part too." I add in my head.
"So maybe give me the benefit of the doubt this time." She says.
I sigh heavily, I don't trust Jay at all and the fact that he hurt her makes me want to kill him. He hurt her and accident or no in my book he should never be allowed to touch her again. Clare for some reason I can't figure out thinks she loves him and he loves her.
"Fine, I'll believe it was an accident but if it happens again I better know about it right away." I demand.
She doesn't answer but she does nod her head a little. I put my hand at her back pick up the book bag and we leave the club, after I lock up I take the keys back downstairs, given that it's a summer night the club will be open in a couple of hours. We get into my car and I start driving her home.
"You better drop me off a couple of houses down." She says.
"Right can't let the parents see me." I sigh a little.
She takes my hand and squeezes it just a bit. The feel of her skin against mine is like electrifying; her skin is so awesomely soft I always want her to be touching me.
"I will tell her Fitz, that we're friends just not now." She says taking her hand away.
"Yeah," I nod.
I pull over to the curb a couple houses down from Clare's, she kisses my cheek, says goodnight and gets out of the car. I watch her, following her in my car slowly until she's safely inside of her house then I start driving to my own home. My brain is going back and forth between wanting hurt Jay for hurting her and remembering her in my hoodie in the club and on top of me in her wet dress in the stream.
(CLARE)
"…I sit on his lap and he slips down the straps of my nightie, then his lips kiss my chest gently. The feel of it sends a tingle through my entire body and the fire in my belly grows to a huge conflagration, an inferno that can only be quenched by him. I know that I need to feel him inside of me, feel him entirely. "Take me please; I want you inside of me." I am almost pleading with him I want him so badly. He smiles at me and then we're in a bed, lying naked together he's on top of me, smiling at me and then his lips all over my breasts, my breathing hitches and then he's inside of me. My body lurches at the sudden intrusion but it feels oh so amazing, I clutch at his shoulders. "Oh Fitz."…"
I jolt awake, my eyes shooting open, my heart is beating rapidly and I'm panting hard, sweating and…horny! Oh so very horny. I've had hot dreams before, everyone does it's part of puberty but none ever like this one and I've never woken up with such a desire to be touched before. Not only am I terribly horny I'm horribly confused! Jay is my boyfriend; I love him so why am I having sexy dreams about Fitz? A wave of guilt comes over me for dreaming about Fitz when I'm with Jay. I can't sleep now; I have too many emotions quarreling inside of me.
I get up throwing on a dress and my denim jacket, grab my phone and make it look like I'm still asleep. Quiet as a mouse I slip out of my room, close the door behind me and tip toe down the steps. I slip on my shoes and quietly go out through the back door so I don't wake Mom and Glen. I have no idea where I'm going I just start walking, after about a block I realize I'm walking to the Dot, like instinct I'm walking to where I feel safe. Only Fitz isn't there, it's barely two in the morning, he's at home sleeping and then I feel guiltier for instinctually going to the Dot. I turn down another block and keep walking, my mind is preoccupied with the dream and the guilt I have from it, not to mention the intense horny feeling I still have.
After sometime the howling of a dog, at least I hope it was a dog, brings me back to reality and I look at my surroundings and have no bloody idea where I am. I wandered aimlessly for god knows how long and I'm definitely not in my neighborhood anymore. I keep walking until I come to an intersection so I can see the names of the streets. I hear a car alarm in the distance, a barking dog, a train and the sound of teenage boys that are drunk, none of these are comforting sounds and I need to get out of here fast but I have no idea which direction home is in. I really was so lost in my head as I was wandering and now I'm totally lost. My first instinct is to call Fitz which makes me feel even guiltier that my first instinct is to call Fitz and not Jay. I pull out my phone and call Jay, knowing I'm going to wake him up and hoping he isn't too mad.
"Babe? You okay? What time is it?" He asks after he groans.
"I…can you pick me up? I'm at the corner of Kensington and Croft." I tell him.
"You're what? That's not a good neighborhood what the fuck are you doing there at…three in the fucking morning?" He asks in an angry but concerned tone.
"I couldn't sleep, I went for a walk, I was thinking and not really paying attention where I was going. I got lost, I didn't mean to." I'm getting anxious and my voice is getting more shrill.
"Okay okay relax, I'm on my way. You're not that far from me I'll be there in a few minutes." He says.
"Thanks," I reply after a deep breath.
"Sure Babe just stay on the phone with me, I'm headed down to the car right now." He says.
We stay on the phone, I tell him what's around me and a few minutes later I see his car pull up. I run over, get in and hug him tightly.
"It's okay you're safe I have you. Never do that again okay? If you can't sleep then call me, even if I have work in the morning, you know I'll come get you Babe." Jay says.
"I know I'm sorry, I had this dream and I…wasn't thinking after it." I tell him.
"Well at least now I get you for the rest of the night and I have the day off tomorrow." Jay smiles.
It only takes a couple of minutes to get back to his apartment building, he parks in the garage and we go up to his apartment. He locks the door and we go straight to the bedroom he turns off the light in the living room when I'm at the bedroom door and I go in and sit on the bed taking off my shoes and jacket. He closes the bedroom door and his room becomes quite dark.
"Can I borrow a shirt to sleep in?" I request.
"Of course Babe, just grab one from the closet." He says and I find my way to the closet and start feeling around for a shirt. Jay comes up behind me and grips my dress, slowly pulling it over my head. "What was that dream about?" Jay inquires bringing his lips to my neck.
I suck in a breath and bite my lip; the feeling of him kissing my exposed flesh brings back the dream in force. It also brings back all the guilt and carnal desire from it. I turn around putting my hands at the back of his neck and pressing our lips together kissing him with fervor. He picks me up and takes me to the bed, lying me down and breaks from the kiss to take off his sweatshirt and jeans, he must have taken off his shoes already. Now only in boxers he takes those off as well, my bra is quickly disposed of and then come my panties. As sore as I still am, as much as I still hurt my lower half is throbbing, aching to feel him, at least that's what I'm convincing myself.
Either Jay senses this or he's just as horny as I am because next thing I know he's parting my legs and getting between them. His thumb goes to my clit rubbing in gentle circles and I lurch a bit, my back arching and I emit a sort of a gasp in a shudder. His lips connect with mine just as his finger goes inside of me and I moan into the kiss.
"You're wet; did you have a sexy dream is that why you couldn't sleep?" He says in an almost taunting voice.
I don't want to answer him so I put my hands around his neck for leverage and crush our lips together again. He pumps slowly a few times, going in and out and twisting, then he adds another finger and starts pumping faster. It hurts but feels so good at the same time like it's filling an emptiness inside me. I want him to stop and I want more, this doesn't help the conflicting of emotions in me. He stops and I know he's about to enter me, really enter me and I want him to but I have enough of my wits about me to insist on safe sex.
"Jay, condoms, wear a condom please there's some in my purse." I insist in strong voice that comes out in a desperate pant.
"Of course Babe but I have some right here." He says sitting up a little and opening his nightstand drawer.
I hear some rustling and then the tearing of the condom wrapper then him putting it on. His lips come back to mine and he enters me, slowly at first and it feels good more than it hurts but once the head is in he pushes all the way in rapidly.
"Ow!" I whimper breaking from the kiss.
"Sorry Babe but you feel so fucking good." He apologizes against my skin.
"Just go slow, I'm still sore from last time." I request.
"Sure babe, of course," he whispers into my breast, his breath ghosting against my skin.
He begins kissing my chest, much like the dream as he thrusts at a moderate pace. It hurts still but I feel the pleasure behind it and I want to feel only the pleasure. I try to move my hips to keep it pleasurable but his thrusting is quickly increasing pace as his lips and tongue assail my breasts almost desperately as if he's starving and my breasts are ambrosia. I find my mind wandering back to the dream and I get lost in it, suddenly Jay becomes Fitz to my eyes and that's who I feel. I know it's bad, I know I shouldn't be thinking of another guy while making love to my boyfriend, especially considering he's currently calling out my name as his pace increases. Yet it's helping with the pain I feel, it's almost like a meditation allowing me to almost ignore the pain and only feel the pleasure. I bite my lip and make sure the only sounds coming from my mouth is moaning because I'm certain that me calling out Fitz's name while making love to Jay would be very extremely bad.
I'm sort of floating in this sea; below me is mostly pain as Jay makes love to me, no longer able to go even a little slow. Above me a heaven of rapturous pleasure as my dream turns to erotic fantasy and I concentrate on that. Suddenly my body begins to tremble and tense and I know I'm close to orgasm. I grip Jay's arms tightly and my back arches, my head goes back, my eyes fluttering.
"Aghhhh ngngngn oh goooood!" I scream as I climax, very happy I was able to maintain control and not call out Fitz's name as he's who I'm thinking of.
"Aghhh fuck Claaaaaaare!" Jay calls as he reaches orgasm a few seconds later.
Jay collapses next to me, pulling out of me rapidly as he does and my body lurches at the sudden loss. I curl onto my side in a semi-fetal position as the pain becomes almost unbearable now that the pleasure is gone. We're both breathing hard as we recover, I hear him take off the condom and then a thought occurs to me and I giggle slightly and turn my head into the pillow to muffle it. What exactly is so funny to me even when I'm in such pain? Just that Fitz gave me a wonderful orgasm and he isn't even aware of it. When Jay is breathing normally again he rolls onto his side and puts his arm around me.
"That was fucking wonderful Babe." Jay says, he kisses my arm hitting the bruise and I suck in a sharp breath. "You okay Clare?" He asks.
"You kissed my bruise from where you grabbed me last night." I tell him.
"Fuck I'm sorry Babe; I didn't mean to hurt you. You know that don't you? That I love you and I would never mean to hurt you. You do know that right?" He asks next to my ear.
"I know," I nod.
He kisses the bruise again but very gently this time. "You really had me worried when you called Babe. You shouldn't go wandering the streets by yourself at all, especially not in the middle of the night. You know if anyone ever touched you I'd have to kill them." He whispers as his head hits the pillow.
His head is heavy and I can feel that he's very nearly asleep again, I'm still awake, more conflicted than before and now in pain on top of it all. I feel guiltier than before for fantasizing about Fitz while making love to Jay. I'm not horny any longer but I'm still confused, I like Fitz he's become a very good friend but I love Jay so why did fantasizing about Fitz give me an orgasm?
"You know that I love you so much I couldn't stand it if you ever left me, I'd go so crazy I don't know what I'd do." Jay says so quietly I barely hear him and I almost think he's asleep.
It's quite eerie though, it's like he can read my mind, like he knew I was having conflicting feelings about Fitz. Like he knew I was thinking about Fitz when we were having sex. His breathing is deep and regular and I know he's asleep now. I lie awake for a while before I feel the need to pee. I take his hand and move his arm off of me, sitting up slowly and then standing. This movement is very painful, my groin, whole lower half is screaming in pain, I take a deep breath and take a couple of steps but walking is even worse. I whimper audibly without meaning to but I can't help it.
"Clare?" Jay yawns from the bed.
"Just got up to use the washroom," I say slowly trying to keep the pain out of my voice.
"You sound odd," he yawns again.
"It hurts to walk." I tell him.
"Is that all," he replies getting out of the bed he comes over and scoops me up. "It won't always hurt Babe it was only your second time." He says as I open the door so we can go out.
He takes me to the washroom and sets me down then leaves closing the door behind him so I can pee in privacy. I flip on the light, go pee, wash my hands, flip off the light and open the door. Jay is leaning against the wall waiting for me and as soon as I open the door he picks me up again and puts our lips together. He carries me back to the bed, sets me down and then closes the bedroom door before he gets back in bed and puts his arm around me.
"Thanks for carrying me to the washroom," I say giving him a soft kiss.
"Well it was my big cock fucking your small frame really hard that is the cause of all that pain so I figure the least I can do is save you a bit of walking." Jay comments.
"Jay you make it sound so vile, don't say it like that. It doesn't sound very much like you love me when you say it like that." I scold him.
"Sorry Babe, you know I love you, how's this? It's only because I made love to you like crazy because I love you like mad and you're so fucking sexy I can't keep my hands off you that's the cause of your pain. Is that better?" He asks.
"Yes that sounds better," I nod.
"Good," he yawns, "now get some sleep Babe."
Jay is asleep again after a couple of minutes and exhaustion overtakes me a short time later, I'm not conflicted anymore and the fantasy I had about Fitz and I while Jay and I made love has left my head. Jay's arms around me make me feel safe and I succumb to sleep.
(JAY)
I wake up just after ten the next morning which is pretty late for me but considering how long and late I was up picking up Clare and then fucking her hard afterward it's not so surprising. I hug Clare a little closer to me and kiss the corner of her mouth.
"Mmmm," she groans.
"I'm getting up you sleep as long as you like Babe." I tell her hoping that if she gets some rest she'll be up for another hard fucking later.
I get out of bed, pull on some jeans and go out to the kitchen for some breakfast. Today breakfast is beer and poptarts, I don't even bother to toast them. I sit on the sofa and turn on the TV finding a game on. I finish the poptarts and am halfway done with my beer when there's a knock on the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, so I put down my beer and go to the door checking the peep hole, smile when I see who's on the other side and unlock the door.
"Sean buddy what are you doing here?" I ask as we shake hands and hug.
"On leave for a couple days came to see you," he says as he comes in and I close and lock the door again. "I went to the shop first but they said it was your day off." Sean says.
"Yeah oh keep your voice down my girl's asleep in the bedroom. You want a beer?" I offer.
"At 10:45 in the morning, no thanks. So you have a girlfriend?" Sean asks.
"Yeah she's awesome you can meet her when she wakes up. You want a soda or juice or something?" I ask.
"Soda's fine, so this girl is it serious?" Sean asks as we sit on the sofa.
"Yeah I love the girl." I tell him.
"So what's this girl's name?" He questions
"Clare," I reply.
"Cool, I'm betting she's sleeping late because you two were up late for sexy time." Sean says.
"Yeah and it was fucking fantastic." I remark with a big smile forgetting to keep my voice down and I hear her stirring in the bedroom. "I think I hear her getting up I better go make sure she puts some clothes on. I'm sure she will she's pretty shy but I'm just going to be sure. No offense but if you saw her naked I'd have to kill you." I tell him.
Sean sort of laughs but I wasn't joking, I go back to the bed room opening the door to see Clare stretching in the bed. I close the bedroom door and go sit on the bed; she opens her eyes and looks at me.
"Hey Babe, my buddy dropped by so be sure you get dressed before coming out." I warn her.
"Even if I thought I was alone I wouldn't walk around naked." She replies.
I kiss her and then pull her up and she groans a little. "Still hurting? Come I'll help get you dressed and then you can come meet Sean."
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