Author's note: Sorry for the long delay in updating this, real life (and other fandoms) got in the way. Only a couple more chapters after this one.

Cal had thought that there was nothing that could get him interested in sex again that day but Gillian's challenge had him rising from his seat in an instant. His body might be unlikely to rise to the occasion but luckily that wasn't necessary.

He caught up with Gillian just inside the bedroom door and pulled her into his arms, saying,

'Challenge accepted, darlin'.'

Gillian laughed as she realised that she should have known the interpretation Cal would put on her words,

'I didn't mean immediately, Cal.'

'Too late.'

Cal smirked as he pushed Gill gently towards the bed, saying,

'Get 'em off, Gill.'

'Get 'em off? Really?'

'I've waited ten years to say that to you.'

'And you didn't think that it might have been better to wait another ten years?

'Nah. Cos, the thing is, I knew you wouldn't mind because I'm about to give you multiple orgasms.'

Cal looked incredibly smug as he said it and Gillian knew that really she ought to slap him down but the determined look in his eyes was sending shivers down her spine so instead she said, playfully,

'Multiple orgasms? Is that a promise?'

'Yes, it is.'

Cal's voice was completely serious and Gillian felt herself becoming aroused again. Smiling, she said,

'If you want my clothes off, Cal, you're going to have to take them off.'

'Fair enough.'

Reaching up, Cal pushed her jacket off her shoulders and began undoing the buttons on her blouse, kissing her neck as he did so. Gillian sighed and ran her hands through his hair as he deftly undid the last buttons on her blouse and pushed it down her arms. A few seconds later, her bra joined the pile on the floor and Gillian was amused to realise that she hadn't even noticed Cal undoing it. Clearly something that he'd spent a lot of time practising. Cal kissed his way down to Gillian's breasts and began sucking one of her nipples. Gillian moaned as the tugging on her nipple sent pleasure straight to her groin. Cal switched to the other nipple, sucking firmly whilst using his hands to undo her skirt and slide it over her hips.

'Lie on the bed, luv,' said Cal, gently guiding her towards the bed.

Gillian lay down and Cal took her shoes off before joining her on the bed. He spent several minutes kissing and sucking her nipples before kissing his way down her stomach. He paused to smile mischievously at her then knelt between her legs and began to use his mouth and hands to drive her wild.
Cal carefully made note of all Gillian's reactions, memorising what made her moan, sigh and push up against him. It was only a few minutes before Gillian climaxed, gasping his name. Cal waited until she'd come down then moved back up to her neck, kissing and nibbling, beginning again.

Eventually, Gillian was forced to push him away, lying there sated and flushed after so many orgasms that she'd lost count. Cal, of course, tried to start again but she held him off, saying,

'No, Cal, enough.'

'You sure, luv. I reckon you could have another couple.'

Gillian tugged at his hair gently and Cal reluctantly slid up the bed. Gillian smiled softly at him, her expression completely unguarded, and Cal beamed as he saw the happiness and love in her eyes.

'That was amazing, Cal. Thank you.'

'Any time, darlin'. Not to mention anywhere...in the car, in your office, in my office, in reception...'

'Cal...' said Gillian, smiling sleepily, 'We are not having sex in reception.'

'All right,' said Cal, smirking as he noted that, again, Gillian had not ruled out sex in either of their offices.

Gillian's eyes narrowed suspiciously and she said,

'Nor in any of the other public areas of the office.'

'You don't fancy filming ourselves shagging in the cube then?'

Gillian blushed as several fantasies of doing just that leapt into her mind but just as Cal's smirk was broadening into a filthy grin, she said,

'Since there's no way to permanently delete it from the computer, no.'

'We delete stuff all the time,' protested Cal.

'Yes, but it's not really gone, a good recovery programme can get it back.'

'So no filming then...'

Cal grinned wickedly as Gillian's blush deepened. No, Gillian was not a good girl at all, for which he was supremely grateful. He couldn't wait for her bruises and pulled muscles to heal so they could do all the wicked things they'd both been thinking about doing for years.

'Definitely not,' said Gillian, 'And only when Loker is thousands of miles away; I do not want to look up and see him staring at us.'

'That is a very valid point. Don't worry, darlin', I'll make sure that there's no possibility of him interrupting. I'm sure they need our expertise somewhere in Australia.'

'Cal, you can't send him to Australia just so we can have sex in the cube.'

'Why not?'

'Because we need him here.'

'How about Alaska?'

'Do we have any clients in Alaska?'

'Not yet...'

Gillian laughed and buried her head in his chest, feeling the happiest that she could ever remember being.

'So, we both have fantasies about having sex in the cube,' said Cal thoughtfully, 'We should do some lists of the other fantasies we've got. Well, when I say, 'we', I mean you. Basically, there isn't any fantasy you could have that I won't have had too.'

'Really, Cal? What if I have an unusual fetish?'

'Darlin', I'm completely happy for you to lick chocolate pudding off me whenever you like.'

'Ice cream's more fun.'

'Is it indeed? Care to share, Foster?'

'I'm sure you can figure it out if you think about it, Cal.'

'So, not chocolate pudding...leather? I haven't really got the figure for it but I can buy a leather outfit if you like.'

Gillian giggled, saying,

'No, it's not leather.'

'Hmm...fur? No. Feet? Nah, you wouldn't be with me if you had a feet fetish. Latex? No. Feathers? No. I think you're going to have to give me a clue here, Gill.'

'It's not really a fetish, just something that really turns me on.'

'Well, that's easy; being tied up.'

'No, not that...I mean, yes, I want to try that sometime but that isn't it. It's something that you've got that Alec and Dave don't.'

'An impressively large cock?'

'Really, Cal? I hate to break it to you but yours is fairly standard.'

'Half an inch longer than average,' agreed Cal, 'but it's all about presentation, you know.'

As he spoke, Cal casually grabbed hold of his penis and began draping it in different positions, commenting facetiously as he did so, making Gillian laugh helplessly. Cal cradled her against his chest, another wave of happiness going through him. This time it wasn't followed by a feeling of worthlessness and he had a sudden revelation that if they could keep making each other laugh then perhaps it would be okay.

Gillian sensed the change in Cal and looked up at him waiting. Taking a deep breath, Cal said,

'This still scares the shit out of me but I reckon we can do it, yeah?'

'Yes, I think we can.'

They kissed tenderly then Cal said,

'Good. Now how about a bath? Because, you know, I don't want to be rude or anything but you're a bit dirty.'