Paige missed him. It had been two months since that terrible night when everything exploded. It feels like two years. She thought of

Walter constantly, almost obsessively. She missed everything about him and could not believe she had said those terrible things. It was

easier during the day to try to put him out of her mind, however when nightfall came, she just wanted Walter. Saturday evening, Ralph,

still mad with his mother, has gone too Sly's. (He'd live with him if he could right now.) Paige, alone, sad, depressed and feeling sorry

for herself gets out a bottle of wine and a glass. She takes it into the bedroom where she climbs up onto her bed. Turns the tv on but

not really watching she finishes off one glass and pours another. That finished the bottle. In the kitchen, she looks for another and

thinks to herself that she knew she had another one. When she could not find it she went for the hard stuff. Tequila. Looking around

back in the cabinets she found a packet of margarita mix. After fixing a pitcher of drinks she went back in her bedroom, still thinking of

Walter. A shower would help her feel better, she got out a black thigh length chemise with matching thongs. Nothing she could do for

herself in the shower could make her feel near as good as Walter did. He was a caring, patient, loving partner who had took the time to

learn her body well. Soon she was out the shower and put on the lounge wear. The Margaritas were gone and Paige was feeling no pain.

She picked up her cell and quickly called an UBER for as soon as possible. Arriving in no time, fortunately for her the UBER drive was

female. "Honey, I hope you know what you are doing!" (She thought Paige was perhaps a "working girl.") She said when she saw Paige

in her chemise and black stiletto's, Paige made no comment except to give the address and said nothing else on the trip. When they

arrived at the destination, Paige ask her to come back in about an hour to take her home. She got out of the car, went to the door and

punched in the security code.

Walter was in the loft in his bedroom, laying on the bed, wearing sweat pants and no shirt, working on his laptop, watching the weather

on TV. The garage was dark downstairs and not much light was on in the loft, except the TV and bedside lamp. He thought he heard the

security beep of the door. He reached for the remote and turned the TV off so he could hear. He listened and thought he heard

footsteps, maybe. About that time Paige had started up the stairs to the loft, then reached the top. "PAIGE! What are you doing here?"

Paige said nothing. Instead she untied to belt to the chemise and let it fall to the floor while she kept on walking toward Walter on the

bed. Walter was so shocked he had not moved. When Paige reached Walter she gave him a kiss that told Walter what she wanted.

Moving his laptop, he reached up around her waist and pulled her into the bed. They had always been so good at this together and

tonight was going to be no exception. Just about an hour later, still not saying a word, except her love language, Paige gets up puts

back on the thong, chemise and stilettos. Then she walks across the loft, without looking back and back down the stairs. The whole time

Walter is calling her name to come back. She walked out of the garage and into the waiting UBER and left. Walter got to the door in

time to see her leave in the UBER. Walter tried several times the next few days to call her but no answer. He decided to just let it be. He

kinda liked the fact that she still wanted him. Nine days past and Paige and Walter had not run into each other. However, on the tenth

day they were both at a bid. Walter tried to get Paige's attention. She just ignored him and did not speak to him. Ralph was still staying

mostly at Sly's house, which was the best case scenario for the time being. Paige knew she was just putting off the inevitable talk with

Ralph. So Tuesday night, after getting Sly and Ralph settled and supper, she went home alone to an her empty house. It was too

lonesome and too quiet. She missed and wanted Walter. Thinking back on what she did a week an half ago made her smile. Off to the

shower she went with thoughts of what Walter could do to her. Taking the soap and running it over her body brought tingles. It worked

once may be it would work again. She put on a thin, white, fitted tank top with no bra. Cut off jean shorts with no panties and flip flops

. She wasn't drinking so no need for UBER tonight. She arrived at the garage about 10:00 pm. Cabe's SUV was still there so she drove

around a while until she saw him leave. She waited another ten minutes to give Walter time to get upstairs. She punched in the code

and walked across the floor her flip flops making noise as she went. She thought Walter would hear them but he didn't. He must have

been in the bathroom. Paige got to the bedroom but no Walter. Then she heard the shower turn on. She took the opportunity to take

her clothes off and crawl up into the middle of the bed trying to look as sexy as she could. Walter walked out of the shower with a towel

wrapped around his waist. At first he did not see Paige and it shocked him when he did. "PAIGE! For crying out loud! What are you doing

here?" Paige did not say a word. She just cricked her finger for him to come to her…and he did. Walter dropped his towel and starting at

the end of the bed, crawled on his knees until he reached Paige. Walter tried repeatedly to get Paige to talk. Not a word, well not a word

except those wonderful sounds she makes during lovemaking. They made quite a night of it this time. Paige did not have an UBER

waiting on her. Walter finally fell asleep and when he did Paige left. Again Walter tried to contact her to no avail. Ten days had passed

and it was on Saturday night. Cabe took Ralph and Sylvester out to eat and a movie. Paige passed on going by saying she had a

headache. Paige already knew the outfit to wear this time. A short skirt, no panties and a short crop top, no bra. She took a shower and

tried to kill some time because getting there too early would not be good. Finally, close to 11:00 she had her nerve up and was ready to

go. No traffic that time of night so she made good time. Like before she punched in the code, opened the door and stepped in.

Immediately something seemed different, off or maybe smelled different. She just did not know what. She started up the stairs to the

loft and when she approached the loft she knew she was smelling a candle. One more step up, she could see the table. A lite candle the

middle, a bottle of wine, chilling and two glasses. Finally the last step that put her in the loft she saw Walter, standing behind a chair.

"Well, well, Paige. What took you so long? I've been waiting every night for a week." Paige did not say a word. She was so shocked she

could not. "What? Do you think you are the only one who can play games?" "I seem to remember you saying in front of everyone that I

didn't satisfy you. Well, I think we can settle that score once and for all. And find out how wrong you were." Walter pulled out her chair.

"Please, come sit." Paige had not said a word, nervously she sat and Walter poured her some wine, then himself. Out of his pocket on

his sweatpants, he pulled a black satin blindfold. "If you don't mind Paige, please put this on." Paige wanted to say no but thought

better of it, besides she wanted to see what Walter was going to do next. He didn't watch or read porno, or see 50 Shades of Grey.

Where did he learn this stuff? For the next several hours, Walter teased and tempted her with things she had not ever imagined. He had

her begging for release, he had her in tears she wanted him so bad. Paige's comment that Walter did not satisfy her had really not set

well with Walter because he had thought they were so good in bed together and Paige had certainly never complained to him, quite the

opposite. That awful night was the first time he had heard anything about it. Now, here she was slipping into his bedroom for the third

time to be with him. Sure, it had taken a short while to learn what she liked, however, if he did not satisfy her, why on earth was she

sneaking into his bedroom? The comment about Walter not satisfying Paige, was definitely a lie Paige told. In fact, Walter was under the

impression that they had a very good sex life. Walter had Paige in a chair, blind folded, her arms tied at the wrist with two of his

neckties. He bent over and softly gave her first kiss. "Paige, for breaking into my house I think you need to be punished." Paige shook

her head violently..no! Walter pushed her short skirt higher, toward her waist, exposing Paige. Since her hands were tied there was not

a way to get her top off, so he pushed it up over her breast, exposing them. Taking a long stemmed feather, her rubbed both nipples

with it causing Paige bite down on her bottom lip. He then rubbed the feather over her lips, after which he kissed her, taking his hands

he held each of her breast. If she was telling the truth, this was one of Paige's favorite parts. He massaged one breast while kissing the

other, making Paige scoot around. Then he reached down to Paiges hips and pulled her forward to the edge of the chair. Walter reached

over for a small pillow, put it on the floor in front of Paige, then Walter went down on his knees on the pillow in front of Paige. He

started at the knee on one leg and kissed all the way up the thigh, then he repeated the same thing on the other side. His free hand

massaging her thigh. Taking the feather he teased her up and down her thighs with light feathering. Paige has been moaning most of

the time. He untied her legs, then wrists but left the blindfold on. He helped her to stand and walk around the chair to the table. Walter

grabbed Paige's hands and cable tied them together behind her back. Standing, he gently he laid her forward on the table. Walter came

up from behind her kissing her neck. Then took his hands and reached around her to hold both breast. While kissing her neck, one hand

massaging a breast he used his other hand to touch between her legs. Paige was in a really big hurry now for Walter to finish her.

Walter entered Paige from behind with her laying across the table. This position gave him deeper access. One, two, three times was all

it took and Paige was screaming his name. Walter undid the cable ties and turned Paige around, using his hands he took Paiges tank top

off. Then they were kissing wildly, roughly, passionately. Paige could feel Walters excitement and did not want for him to have to wait

any longer. She took her hips and raised them, trying to find Walter. Walter brought his hips down and met Paige. Entering her quickly

Walter knew this was going to be over fast. Paige was already making noises and her thighs were trembling. It only took less than a

minute for Paige to see stars and have an extraordinary hard orgasm slam into her, just minutes after the first one on the table and

Walter was just about 30 seconds behind her. As soon as they caught their breath Walter rolled over onto his back next to Paige. When

he finally spoke he said, "Well, did I satisfy you?" Paige after a few seconds said, "What do you think?" "So you lied? You lied when you

said in front of everyone that I did not satisfy you?" Quietly, Paige said, "Yes." "Why did you lie about that Paige? I thought we were

great together!" Paige looking at him said, "I know. We were… or we are. I wanted to hurt you as bad as you hurt me. I was saying

anything I could think of," Paige said. Walter was quiet for a while then he said, "Paige, you're using me." Paige did not know how to

answer him. She had never thought of it that way. She guessed maybe she was. She just missed him and "this" so much. There was no

one like Walter. She did not think she was using him."Walter, let me apologize for the three times I came into your bedroom. I know it

wasn't right. I just missed you so much I could not stand it." Walter said, "You could have called." Paige said, "And say what? Walter,

I'm coming over for a booty call, if you even know what that is." "I know what it is and that's not what we do!" "I know," said Paige

quietly. She took her hand and reached down and found Walters hand and held it. The loft was dark but with the candle and the residual

light from outside she could see Walters face. Paige looked him in the eyes and told him that she loved him, more than he possibly know

and that she did not and could not live without him in her life. If they were to stay broken up, she still never want anyone else. No one

could ever compare to him. He was it, "The love of her life!". Walter slid closer to Paige, so he could hold her. Looking into her eyes he

basically repeated what Paige had said. He told her she could not imagine how much he loved her, even after what she said that night

and he could not imagine a life without her in it. Finally he said, "You are the love of my life…forever. As they kissed, they slid toward

each other closing the remaining space between them now torso's touching. Still kissing her Walter moved down her neck to the spot

she liked, Paige threw her head back for him to have good access. While Walter was kissing her, Paige took her hands and had them in

Walters curls, lightly scratching his head. Walter kissed down to her right breast and stopped. Replacing his mouth with his hand. Paige

brought her hands down to rub Walters back. Then Walter pushed Paige onto her back placing both hands on her breast. Taking his knee

he forced Paige to open them. He was on his knees between Paiges legs. He bent over, took his hand and found Paige was very ready f

or him. He laid down on her using his elbows to keep him steady. Walter was definitely more than ready and had been for a while, he

was just waiting on Paige, now she was ready, too. This time was different from the other times tonight. He only entered a little and

waited. Then pushing in some more as Paige acclimated. Finally, he was totally in, all the way. He stopped just a second to wait on

Paige. Paige started to move slowly and Walter met her in her rhythm, then they picked up the pace. Both of them saying things, no one

would understand but them, love words. Walter thought, "I'm home." This is it. Paige thought, "I'm home." This is it. As sometimes

happens every now and then there is a good ending….And they lived happily, ever, after.