A/N: ha-ha! Thanks for all those comments… still want more though… well, maybe this chappie will have more! Let me know what you think!
Velma screamed.
"Holy SHIT!" Johnny yelled.
"What the hell is that?" Velma howled.
Two guys started laughing.
"Man Johnny, you sounded like a…" the first guy trailed off, seeing Velma.
"Like a what?" Velma asked haughtily.
"Girl." He finished simply. Then the two men roared with laughter.
"So who the hell are you guys?" Velma arched an eyebrow at them.
"This is Mark and I'm Corey." The first one said, Corey.
As calm as Velma was you'd think she'd never almost had a panic attack. "What is that?" she snapped, pointing to the bloody thing on the floor.
"That? Oh its one of the props for a play we're producing."
"So you're both producers? Interesting." Velma asked.
"Yes it is." Corey said eyeing her.
"Don't even think about it." Johnny said angrily.
"Don't even think about what?" Mark questioned so innocently Velma had to laugh. This must have broken the tension because Johnny looked a little happier.
Velma asked as nicely as she could, "Could you two leave us? We were… discussing… a business deal. Maybe later we could discuss one as well." She winked at Corey who was the only who to see it.
Corey sure did get that message.
"Of course ma'am. Here is my office number." He said handing her a business card. Scribbled on the back was his home number she guessed.
"Thank you very much." Tucking the card into the top of her dress.
"So what do you think?" Mark asked Corey.
"About what? Her boobs or her being a dancer?" Corey said rather snippily.
"Oh god what is it now? Why are you being this way?" Mark questioned.
"If you don't know then you don't need to know do you?"
"Is it about… you know?"
"Of course!" With that he said not another word on the way back to the theatre where they were choreographing what the dancers would be doing.
"My God. That is a fantastic prop!" Velma exclaimed as she settled down to eat her slightly cold eggs.
"That's all you have to say about that?" Johnny asked.
"Well, that and it scared me out of my wits. Well, almost, but yeah. That about covers it. The way that "blood" looked. Just wow." She smiled thinking about later on.
"What? What is it?" Johnny instantly looked at her suspiciously. He had no idea what was going to take place in about three, make that 5 hours.
"Nothing. I was thinking about last night." She said slyly.
"Ah… yah. That was… in a word, magnificent." He walked behind her and started massaging her shoulders.
"Mmm down a little, yep right there." She whispered, arching into his touch like a cat. "You know how I like it." She purred.
"And I've got 3 or so hours to figure out how you like it every where." He bent down to whisper in her ear before lifting her and nibbling on her shoulders. Velma groaned, untying her robe sash to give him better access to her chest. His robe actually but she was wearing it.
Four and a half hours later Velma was straddling Johnny's lap on the couch.
"I'll be back around 5:00 tonight ok? Hopefully, there'll be a fantastic dinner like breakfast." She said tossing her long raven black hair behind her shoulders.
"Dinner?" He mused. "Nah."
"What?" she asked in mock horror. "I will have dinner," she took his hand and ran it up her leg to her behind to her back and left it there, "or none of this."
"Oh? Really? That's what you say now…" He trailed off letting her know that he was being as serious as she was being playful.
"Really." She shrieked as he rolled her over and started kissing her. She gasped.
"STOP! You'll ruin…" he clamped his mouth over hers. When he came up for air she pushed him back in their original position.
"Now, I have to go, for real this time."
"Ok… I will wait with dinner in hand at 5:00. If you're late, no dinner… only dessert."
"Oh well now I want to know what's for dessert!" She exclaimed.
"Be late and see. Now go." He said helping her up. Regretfully he might add.
1 hour ago, Johnny's in the shower…
"Now Mark, is it ok if I call you Mark? It doesn't matter, I will anyways. Yes… I'll be there… I know the place… well, I'll find it. 8436 So. Washington Street. Got it."
Present time
"All right, I don't think this dance really goes with the song. Or maybe the song doesn't go with the dance." Mark sat, muttering to himself.
"Hey gorgeous, talking to me?" Velma whispered in his ear running her hands down his chest and coming back up to stop at the buttons suggestively.
"Maybe."
"If you put me in a lead role in one of your plays, we can…" She said undoing one button.
"Deal." Pulling her to sit on his lap. She undid each button slowly while they kissed. Velma stood up, walked behind and pulled his shirt and tie off. She reached down and took off his undershirt slowly. She walked around again and sat down. They started kissing again. She reached for his belt, letting him do nothing but rest his hands on her lower back. She pulled his belt off, and reaching behind her slid her zipper down the back of her dress with his hand. She pulled the top down letting her breasts free; he bunched the lower part of the dress up around her hips. She undid the button and zipper but didn't bother pulling them off. She lifted her hips and settled herself on him. He kissed her neck while she ground her hips onto his. He shuddered, ejaculating into her, and sighed.
"Well, since we have a deal," Velma said slowly standing up, "I have to go."
"Oh but we just got started." Mark said pulling her to one of the props. Appropriately a couch. The bed they wanted was across the building so it wasn't worth it. "And I haven't even seen you naked yet." He said, pretend pouting.
"Well, then we'll have to fix that," Velma answered pushing him onto the couch, "so this is how we'll do that." She turned around, reached up and slowly pulled the zipper down. She then pulled the dress off unhurriedly. When it was off, she walked up to him and pulled him to his feet. She pulled his pants down his legs to his feet and then pressed herself against him as she inched her way up. She could feel him hard as a steel rod beneath her palms.
"A little excited?" Vel purred.
"Only a little." He groaned as she started rhythmically rubbing her palms and squeezing her fingers around his engorged organ. She then led him to the couch and lie down with him on top. She took the initiative and guided him into her. As he moved in and out of her she gave a little cry as each wave of pleasure hit her. When that final moment came she cried out, "MARK!"
"Yah?" he panted a little, trying to relearn how to breathe.
"That was awesome." She said grinning.
"Mmm thanks."
"But this time, I really actually have to go." She said disengaging herself from him. Pulling away causing one last little ripple of pleasure. He was still excited. Then she pushed herself on him again and said, "Maybe a little while longer."
15 minutes later
"Ok, now I'm serious. Good-bye. I will see you tomorrow for the script." Velma said pulling on a high heel.
"Very well. Good-bye… for now." Mark answered tying his tie into place.
"What time is it by the way?"
"About quarter till five. Why? Got plans?"
"Yes!" She yelled as she hurried away.
Johnny's house—5:05
"Johnny? Are you here?" Velma called. Little did she know that he was about to surprise her with a shower of roses and a kiss.
"Oh wow," she breathed looking into the bedroom, seeing him with a rose in between his teeth, "Sorry I'm late. But now that I see this, I'm starting to be happy I am."
"Yah, I was planning on you being late so I suppose it's a good thing." Chastely kissing her on the cheek. Before he could show her the dessert, the doorbell rang again.
"I'll get it." Velma told him pulling away.
On the floor was a single sheet of paper and a box.