this one's smutty*

Linda sighed as she swirled her spoon around in her soup, "I mean, all he cares about is that damn project! And he won't even let me see it. Three weeks of no kids, and he spends his free time in the basement working! Camp was invented so parents could have sex without worrying about kids!"

Linda's friend, Brie, laughed, "that a fact?"

"Yes."

"So do what I did."

"Does it involve handcuffs?"

"Freudian."

"No, it's just... the last time you suggested something, we almost landed in jail."

"But we didn't! Now pay attention..."


Linda walked down the stairs to the basement in her golden robe. She tiptoed into the basement, where Danny had temporarily set up shop. She watched him for a little while until she set her plan into action. "Danny? Are you busy?"

"Kinda. I am working on something here." He somewhat snapped, not looking at his wife.

"Oh I know." She pulled one shoulder of her robe off, exposing her skin. She positioned the other one to barely hang on her leg shoulder, so it would fall at any arm movement. "I was just wondering if I could... borrow you for a while."

"Why?"

"Could you... help me?" She wondered sexily, waiting for Danny to turn around.

Danny kept the sigh in his head as he turned around. "With what-" damn, he thought as the sleeve to his wife's robe fell off her shoulder.

"This knot's... tight," Linda fingered the tie on her robe. "Could you... untie it?" She pouted and gave Danny her best puppy eyes.

The detective sauntered over, smirking. Looking her dead in the eye, he loosened the knot blindly.

"What would I do if I didn't have a big, strong man like you?" She fingered his chest, starting to like the 'damsel-in-distress' voice. She'd definitely have to use it again.

Danny only brushed her hair behind her ear and caressed her cheek before kissing her slowly. He put his hands on her shoulders and pushed the robe down, letting it slide off her arms and onto the floor.

Linda loved the feeling of the cool air rushing over her body when an article of clothing was discarded. The best reason she could figure was that the air gave her some sort of newfound energy. She wrapped her arms around Danny, slipping her tongue out of her mouth to tingle his lips.

Danny moaned, immediately letting Linda's tongue gain control. He wrapped his arms around her waist and hoisted her up, her legs immediately encircled him. He backed up until his legs hit something hard; not caring what it was, he sat down, running his hands up and down Linda's back.

Linda moves her lips to the corner of Danny's mouth. She kissed across his cheek till she got to his earlobe. While she nibbled, her hands snuck up his T-shirt. With each nibble, her hands moved higher until the shirt was bunched up at his collarbone. She lifted the shirt from his arms and tossed it aside. She barely traced his jawline, causing small tickles- which she got rid of by running her tongue along his jawline.

Danny gave a low moan and tightened his grip on Linda's hips. He tilted his head back when her lips made contact with his neck.

Linda stopped for a brief moment, only to reposition herself. "You know... this is what camps... were made for." She said, kissing and nipping at his chest.

"What?" Danny wondered, a little breathlessly. "For sending your kids away, so they can't catch you in the act?"

She sat up, swaying a little as she explained, "exactly... so we can be as bad, as primal, as instinctual as we want."

Danny grinned wickedly before his mouth found her breast. He fondled the other other one, getting melodious moans to come from Linda's throat.


Linda was glad the kids weren't home, because, if they were, they'd probably be scared. They were still young enough not to understand a thing about sex, making them that mommy or daddy was possibly being murdered. She was sure she blacked out multiple times, and, in the end, all she could say was, "wow."

Danny smiled at her and kissed her cheek. "That's all you can say?"

"Big wow!"

He laughed, "when are the kids due back?"

"Nineteen days."

"All that time..."

"Whatever shall we do?"

"I have an idea..."