Later on that night.
Chris gave Karen a lift back to hers.
"Thanks for what you did."
He smirked playfully. "I did lots of things."
"I mean like when you…touched me like that."
He raised an eyebrow. "Y-you mean last night?" When she nodded, he shrugged her gratitude off. "Not a problem. I was only happy to make you feel better…though I'm not sure what I did."
She placed a hand on his arm, squeezing at the slight yet firm muscle under his jacket. She was surprised at how much muscle was there for how slender he was. "All I ever wanted was someone to protect me."
"You know I will do that for you." Chris put to her firmly. "I will always keep you safe, Karen. Remember that."
Karen nodded slowly.
He looked away shyly. "You know, when you asked me to touch you there, it made me feel…nervous. Well, maybe not so much nervous, but excited."
She followed his gaze, which didn't seem to be anywhere in particular.
"I didn't expect you to trust me with such an intimate part of you." He admitted. "Does that sound silly to you?"
She shook her head. "Considering what I had done to me…all those years ago…not really." She frowned. "Do you mean to say you didn't like doing that?"
"No! No, I did…but after what you'd been through, it sort of surprised me."
Karen smiled softly. "I asked you because I trusted you." She assured him. "I would never let anyone touch me the way you did."
Chris nodded dimly. "Not even your husband?"
She shook her head. "Not even him. Because I know he'll be rough with me."
"I can be rough if you prefer…"
Her smile broadened. "I don't think rough suits you, Chris. And anyway, I liked the way you were with me. You weren't forceful or hard…"
Chris felt himself drift away as she squeezed him at his arm. He didn't know why, but it made him feel relaxed. The last thing he wanted was to fall asleep at the wheel!
She teasingly made him look at her by placing a finger under his jaw. "You made me feel loved."
"That's because I do love you."
Karen pulled him closer to her, pressing her lips to his. He expected nothing more than a very short, coy kiss but it deepened a little, as she playfully slid her tongue along his lower lip.
He shakily pulled away, unable to ignore the throbbing feelings he felt course through his body. "S-so…I'll see you tomorrow…" He gasped out.
She smiled at the way she made him feel; his bright blue eyes had taken on a more submissive sparkle, as his cheeks turned a small pink colour. She loved exciting him. "Maybe if you want to come in early enough…" She put to him suggestively.
Chris managed to recover from his little moment of excitement.
"I can do more of that."
He shakily nodded. "Y-you should go before anyone suspects anything or sees us together."
Karen didn't want to leave him, but she knew that she had to. "I don't want to."
"But you should." He didn't want her to go either, but it was better for both of them if they were separate. He watched her get out of the car, making sure she didn't fall over.
She was slightly amused at how coy she'd made him. "If I've tempted you enough then…"
Chris smirked a little. "Just go already."
Monday morning.
The two of them smothered each other with kisses, their hands wandering all over each other's bodies; Karen brought Chris up against the wall, sliding her hands under his shirt and caressing him at the sides of his waist.
He gasped at the contact.
"So because you don't have many sets today…" She started teasingly. "What were your plans after you take those?"
"I-I don't exactly know…" His voice tailed off as she slunk one hand down along his flat stomach and under his trousers into his boxers.
"Well, why don't you and I have a meeting?" Karen suggested.
"W-what about?"
She found herself getting lost in the moment; she loved dominating the young male like that. Well, he did say they would be going at her speed!
Chris snapped to, his eyes quickly losing their misted-over excitement and reverting back to their vibrant state. He suddenly didn't have a very nice feeling about what she was saying. Not that he didn't want it, of course…
Karen stopped her touching.
"Is this all our meetings are going to consist of?"
"I thought you wanted this."
"Is the same thing going to happen when we have it?" He put to her again.
"Chris, I…" She got worried when he pulled himself away from her and made him look presentable again. "That's not what I meant."
"People will definitely know something is up if we do this all the time." He protested.
"I was going to put something to you…"
"What was that going to be?" Chris positioned himself on the windowsill and crossed his arms over his chest. "More of this?"
"Now come on…"
"Or were you thinking of asking me if I wanted to screw you someplace else?" He was sure Karen was starting to see him as a bike. "Maybe the desk was the next option, was it?"
"I was actually thinking of promoting you, as a matter of fact."
He fell silent, as her words hit him.
"Don't know why I even bothered to think that, after your short outburst."
"I'm sorry." Chris told her slowly. "I didn't know you were considering that."
She shook her head. "I was going to tell you sometime, but the best time would've been when we were together and alone."
"We've been together and alone all weekend." He put to her. "There was nothing stopping you then."
"What, us two talking shop all weekend? Was that what you'd have wanted?" She sharply stated, causing him to jump slightly.
"I guess not."
"I don't see you as a bit of fun, you know, Chris."
"It just seemed like that." He peered down at the floor. "But now I know that you don't."
Karen gazed at him softly.
"I just don't want our time together at work to be this all the time." Chris came closer to her, and felt awful when she pulled away sharply as he placed his hands on her arms. "Come on…we don't wanna be seen as staff room gossip, do we?"
"I guess not…"
"Remember what we promised each other."
Just at that moment, Tom came in.
"Sorry…I didn't realise you guys were busy in the middle of something." He apologised.
Karen shook her head. "No, no, it's fine. Chris was just going."
No I wasn't. He thought, feeling a painful stab at his chest. He placed his hands around her wrists. "I'm sorry."
She nodded dimly. "You should go."
