Unwanted Attention

I do not own Hannibal or Clarice. Thomas Harris does. But Hannibal sure does own me!

Part 2

Doctor Lecter gently put the phone down after talking to his wife, and looked up and smiled at Ms Pullim. "Any problems at home Dr McMahon?" Jane asked with false interest. "No, not at all." Dr Lecter sighed, not explaining further what the conversation was about. He didn't want to talk about his private life, especially to Jane. There was a slight pause, then Jane picked up her coffee from the doctors desk and brought it to her lips, then stopped and lowered the cup slightly in thought. "You no Doctor.Joseph.I have only ever seen your wife once in all the time I have been working with you.." She paused again. "And that was only from a distance when she came to see you at work that one time.maybe I could meet your lovely wife again sometime? You could both could come for dinner at my house, if that would be suitable to you? I am sure your wife and I could be great friends"

Dr Lecter considered this for a moment then nodded. "Yes, that would be a great idea, but would you do me the honour of coming to our house instead? I could cook you a lovely dinner and we can eat in the Garden.it is very beautiful this time of year" Jane was nodding before he finished speaking. "Yes, that sounds good, when would you like me to come?" "Well what about tomorrow evening? We can't arrange it tonight because I have made arrangements with my wife. I am taking her out for dinner tonight,"

Clarice was lying on the couch sleeping when Hannibal came in from work. He wondered why it was so quiet. He slowly entered the living room and saw his beautiful wife sleeping on the couch, wearing black pants and a dark blue blouse that was rolled up slightly exposing her stomach. She was lying on her back with her hand beside her head and her knee slightly bent up.

He smiled to himself and approached her. He bent down and got on his knees beside her, he leaned forward and breathed her sent in. He stroked her cheek lightly with his finger then lifted her blouse up a bit more and kissed her bare stomach a few times until she stirred. Clarice sighed and opened her eyes. "Hannibal" she sighed. He looked up into her eyes and she grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer for a passionate kiss. He could feel her desire for him and also felt his own excitement grow in his pants.

He pulled back slightly. "Clarice, as much as I would love to take you right now, I suggest we get ready to go out for that dinner I promised" Clarice groaned and said "No Hannibal, I really want to eat YOU right now. Remember that promise I made to YOU on the phone? I intend to fulfil it as soon as possible!" she put her hand on the bulge of his pants and whispered in his ear. "Just like your pants are fulfilled." Hannibal had difficulty getting his next words out. "If it makes you .happy.Clarice.we can always have.. dinner out ..some other time. She flicked her tongue out and licked his hear in answer. He groaned, then picked her up and took her to the master bedroom.

Hours later, they lay exhausted in bed. Clarice had her back pressed to his stomach and his arm wrapped around her waist. "Clarice" he said sleepily. "We are having a guest coming for dinner tomorrow evening.is that okay with you darling?" "Hmm, yes Hannibal that's fine." A pause "Who's coming?" he kissed her shoulder then mumbled "Someone from work. Ms Jane Pullum, an assisted of mine, she said she would like to meet my beautiful wife" "hmm" Clarice sighed. They then both fell asleep in each other's arms.

TBC