Finn returned home shortly after midnight and found the lights off, concluding that Rachel was asleep and probably would sleep until the next day. He was a little disappointed, because he missed her a lot, but decided he would simply have a glass of water or juice, and sleep too. A rest, after all, would not be bad.

When he reached the kitchen, however, he found the one person that was in his mind, washing dishes and humming something he did not recognize.

"Hi!" He said, excited, but not approaching her. He opened the fridge, peering inside.

"Hi, Finn, how was work today?" She asked, still washing the dishes, but looking at him.

"It was great! Yesterday, it was a presentation only for guests and the theater was crowded... so I was afraid that today it would be empty. But it was also full of people. It seems that critics left good reviews ..." He drank, finally, a good gulp of water.

"This is great, Finn!" She finished washing one last cup and took off her apron, revealing a a stunning white silk nightgown with ivory lace.

"My God, Rachel." He almost choked. "You're ..." He was not able to describe in words what he was seeing. "You washing dishes so late... using this little THING. Does this have to do with... someone you were hoping to see?" He finally approached her, who was now rearranging the fruit bowl on the counter.

"Not at all. I just woke up recently and found that the kitchen was upside down... and ... the nightgown... I was waiting to wear it since I bought it, so..." She feigned indifference, but in jest.

"So I guess you won't mind if I go to sleep, will you?" He also joked, going toward the door.

"FINN!"

"What?" He not snickered.

"Come here, now." She ordered, not in an authoritative tone, but smiling and teasing.

With no need to be told twice, he advanced toward her, lifting her up easily and putting her on the counter. They began kissing at a breakneck pace, their hands everywhere.

Before long, he pressed himself against her, showing how his cock was already hard and ready to invade her. She moaned softly and moved away from him just enough to open his belt and the buttons of his pants. He lifted her a bit, also just enough to take her tiny panty, which was thrown to the ground, along with his shirt.

She was so horny that he penetrated her immediatly without even getting rid of the rest of the clothes of both. Everything was quick, but intense, strong. Finn mentally thanked the fact they didn't need condoms because he had none in his wallet, so they would have lost the opportunity to have sex right there and that way. He was even more sure about that when he heard Rachel moans turn into screams that she tried but failed brutally to control, and when her body was taken by a kind of earthquake, which meant that she was also enjoying what they were doing.

He came too and they stayed paralyzed for a short time, with him still inside her, she holding his shoulders and their foreheads touching. Then they slowly parted, but he just walked away to raise his underwear and pants, and rescue his shirt and her panties from the floor. That done, he picked her up and carried her to her room, where they lay together.

"How do you do this, Finn?"

"What?" He asked, without really understanding what she was talking about.

"How do you have this power over my body... how do you make me feel so... so... alive?" He laughed.

"If you haven't noticed, babe, I don't have control over my body too, when you are near me, huh?" He said, with a smirk on his lips, caressing her.

They began kissing and fondling again, but now with much more calm than before, despite being visible the effect of the contact on Finn's body, now covered only by his white boxer.

"You're tired, aren't you?" Asked Rachel, seeing Finn breathe deeply.

"I'm a little... yes, Rach ... sorry. I really want to spend all night with you! But tonight I think I'll need some sleep... I promise to make it up to you later, okay?" His manners were so affectionate, Rachel swore to be melting inside.

"I understand. You were working while I was sleeping like a rock." She giggled. "But ..."

"But?"

"But the night is not over, baby. There is one thing I wanna do since yesterday."

She started to trace a line of kisses and light scratches, starting with his neck and through his chest and abdomen, always towards south, and it was not hard to guess what she had in mind. Finn just could not imagine he would receive the best blowjob of his life.

Soon after seeing an even more sexy Rachel lie down again beside him, kissing her and pulling her body, so it would embraced his, Finn succumbed to tiredness and slept. Despite not being sleepy, Rachel stayed in bed, feeling the warmth of his body, to be embraced by Morpheus later.

She woke up on Saturday with the sun bothering her eyes, which meant it had to be a beautiful day outside. But she feared that it would not start so well here in the apartment, because the other side of her bed was empty. She couldn't have been more wrong, because it was a fantastic Saturday, which began with a delicious breakfast prepared by Finn, had sex on the couch and in the shower, lunch at her favorite restaurant and a little more sex, this time in the bed before and after the actor went to work.

Sunday was not so different from Saturday, had a lot of love, laughter, conversation, teasing, exchanging gifts, mostly in the form of food, and intense orgasms.

The difference was that, after Finn had left for the theater, Rachel was thinking a lot about a conversation the two had had in the afternoon. It was not the first time he tried to convince her that she should enjoy life more, go out more, that it was not wrong to spend a bit of the money she had received from inheritance with good restaurants, bars, concerts, trips, etc.. This time, however, the conversation had yielded a greater effect and she had begun to think that perhaps he was right. Really she had plenty of money to pay for their courses, sponsor the choir and also spend on luxuries she chose.

That night, Rachel decided to start being less serious, lighter, as Finn had suggested, and for that she would meet him in the theater and they would have a few drinks and maybe even dance.

The girl walked down the hall where the dressing rooms were, soon finding the one person she was looking for. Unfortunately, the one that was supposed to be a night of fun and pleasure, became a nightmare, at the exact moment when Rachel saw Finn. Oblivious to her presence, he talked with a beautiful blonde, holding both her hands, then caressing her face and finally embracing her with love and intimacy, before she went away and he got into his dressing room.

Rachel felt a strong pain take care of her. It was not physical pain, it was something she had never felt. Tears welled in her eyes and she could not think straight. She ran to the door of the theater and kept running, as fast as she could toward one of the few places where she could find some comfort, without jeopardizing the heritage she had received from her aunt.