Wendy and David both made their way into the parking garage from the lab, heading toward their respected vehicles, leaving those left inside, questioning the exit of the two lab technicians.
David pulled her close as they approached his car, not wanting her to leave his side, but knew he would have to let her go, at some point. Feeling the happiest he'd felt in quite some time, he turned to face Wendy when they reached his car, and smiled. "Well!" He started raising an eyebrow, as he released his hold on her arm and reached up, touching her chin. "Are you still up for breakfast?" He asked inquisitively, as he looked into her brown eyes.
She laughed, placing her hands upon his chest, letting them playfully slip down to his belt, hooking them around it, and pulling his body to hers. "You honestly think I was serious Hodges?" She laughed, grinning at the confused, yet disappointed trace tech. She leaned over, brushing her cheek up against his, feeling the roughness of his stubble, against her smooth skin, to whisper in his ear. "I thought, maybe we could just get breakfast to go, if you know what I mean!" Wendy tugged a little on his belt.
A smug expression crossed David's face, as he raised an eyebrow again in response, knowing well enough, what she meant by 'getting breakfast to go!' Hell, he'd suggest skipping getting breakfast all together, but he didn't want to look like a complete sex deprived bastard! "Well then, your car or mine?" He whispered back, stealing a nibble on her ear, slipping his hands down to her hips and around to take in the firmness of her ass.
"The question is, who lives closer?" Wendy flashed a fiendish smile, as she continued to play with David's belt buckle. She pinned him against his car with her body, pressing herself up against him, arousing the snarky trace tech once again.
He placed a lustful kiss on her lips, forcing his tongue into the back of her mouth, positioning both hands on either side of her jaw. He worked his lips against hers with passion and aggression, feeling her leg press up against his crotch. David closed his eyes, breathing hard, feeling her against him. "How about we forget breakfast, and just go back to my place?" He managed to spit out, before he continued to kiss her.
Wendy stepped back, and looked at him wide eyed, contemplating the idea. After a moment or two of keeping him suspense, she flashed him a devilish grin. "What are we waiting for then?" She nodded toward the car, indicating for them to leave.
David stared blankly at her momentarily, before it registered to him, what she had just said. 'I didn't expect her to be so obliging so quickly.' He thought. He suddenly began fumbling desperately for his keys in his jacket pocket to unlock the passenger side door for Wendy. She giggled watching him, as he finally managed to get the door unlocked and opened for her.
Wendy sat in as he closed the door behind her and hurried around to the driver's side. She couldn't believe what she was about to do, going home with someone she barely knew, yet she found herself desperately wanting to, with David. 'After all, we've already fucked each other!' She thought. 'What is stopping me now? I kinda know the man, seeing I work with him, and I want to know him more.' She looked over, sizing him up as he sat behind the wheel of the car. 'Hmmph, I STILL don't understand why some think he's, what they would say, revolting, he's cute outside of work. They just don't know him, that's got to be it!'
They made their way toward David's apartment, for what seemed to be like an eternity, hitting every red light along the route. David could feel himself getting more frustrated behind the wheel, with every stop he had to make, though he did a decent job hiding it. That is, until he felt Wendy's hand as it grazed his right mid-thigh, slowly working its way up toward his groin. He swallowed hard trying to ignore her intension's, and stared intently at the red light, wishing the damn thing would turn green. He tapped the steering wheel and reached for the radio trying to distract himself from the advancement of her hand, as the light eventually turned green. His reaction resulted in the squeal of tires, as he stepped heavily on the gas pedal.
"Problem Hodges?" Wendy questioned, giggling innocently at his heavy foot, as she slid a little closer to him. She looked at him knowing he was trying to ignore her and where her hand was. She watched as he gripped the wheel tightly, responding to her hand pressed up against him, trying to concentrate on the road. She was amused at how the cocky man, was now squirming, and uncomfortable .
He laughed nervously, tensing up. "Problem? Why would you think there was a problem here?" He tried repositioning himself in the seat, while she continued to massage his crotch.
David was extremely happy when he saw the familiar brick building he called home. He quickly pulled into the parking lot, and parked the car near the building's entrance. Four floors were now the only thing separating the two from intense lechery. He slowly looked over tilting his head to one side and smiled devilishly at Wendy. In the same motion, he reached down, pulling her hand from his groin. She had apparently been successful in getting him aroused enough for him to want to fuck her right then and there in the car, but he managed to fight back the urge. "I didn't think you were that type of woman, Simms!" His smugness crept to his face. "Not that I mind, just the last person I expected this from would be you! You seem so, good and innocent." David pulled the keys from the ignition and took a deep breath.
The two looked at each other for a brief moment before she replied. "You've seen nothing yet Mister. I just hope you can keep up with me!" She winked at him, poking him in the arm. "I was just warming up earlier in the locker room!"
"Oh really? You have me intrigued now!" David reached over, sliding his hand up behind her head, pulling her closer for him to kiss. The two spent a few lustful moments kissing before separating from each other long enough to exit the car and make there way toward the entrance of David's apartment complex. He escorted her inside and to the elevator, heading to the fourth floor.
Wendy decided to on getting a head start while still in the elevator. She glanced over at David who was still sporting his smug look, with his hands in his jeans pockets, watching the numbers of the floors, as they changed! She stepped in front of him, redirecting his green eyes to her brown, and slid her hands up against his chest and to his shoulders. Wendy hooked her hands up under his jacket, slipping it down around his elbows, and began kissing his neck. He welcomed her warm moist lips, by lifting his chin up for her. 'I haven't seen anything yet? She hasn't seen anything yet!' David thought, as he pushed her up against the elevator wall, working his hands up on either side of her body and toward the buttons on the front of her blouse.
As they began to have their way with each another, vigorously groping the other, the elevator came to a stop, the bell rang, then the door slid open. David guided the young DNA technician out of the elevator kissing her, back-on, and down the hall toward his apartment, continuing to unbutton her blouse.
He broke his kiss from Wendy when they finally reached his apartment door. Leaning against the door, not breaking eye contact with her, and showing his rare boyish smile, he laughed. "Got to get my key, if we want to get inside!" David pointed over his shoulder to the door.
She smiled back at him, raising an eyebrow, as the expression on David's face changed, when he felt her hands reach into his front jeans pockets to retrieve the keys he'd placed there after exiting the car just moments earlier. David's knees nearly weakened as she found and slowly pulled them out of his pocket. She smiled as she leaned against him, fingering through the keys until the trace tech nodded to the one that unlocked the door.
Wendy reached passed him, and unlocked the door, opening it, letting them both inside. She quickly kicked the door closed behind them with the heel of her foot, as she hauled the jacket off of David's body, throwing it on the floor to the side. She slid her hands up around his neck, running her fingers through his short hair. Wendy leaned closer, to nibble on his ear and to whisper. "How about showing me your room Hodges!" She giggled, nibbling his ear some more.
Already having her blouse unbuttoned, David helped her out of it, tossing it to the floor, and led her to his room, kissing her neck, running his hands down to the buttons of her capris. By the time he got her to the bedroom, he had successfully removed the slacks from around her hips and was in the process of unclasping her bra.
Wendy let out a pleasurable moan as she fell back onto his bed, pulling him down on top of her. She kissed him passionately on the lips, as she reached down to unzip his jeans for the second time that morning, yet this time, he assisted in the process of removing them. She arched her back as David ran his hands up over her body, touching her in spots that hadn't been touched, in quite some time by a man. She moaned again, as David's body pressed her against the bed. "Make love to me, David!" She quietly whispered in his ear, closing her eyes, trying to hide the desperation in them and in her voice.
Without second guessing her request, a warm smile came to David's face as he repositioned himself on top of Wendy, and slowly began working his body up against hers, feeling her give herself completely to him, as he leaned in, kissing her neck in the same motion.
After some time had passed, and his momentum and aggression toward her progressed, the more vocal she became, exciting him more and more. He allowed his right hand to graze down over her left breast, momentarily hesitating then continuing down to her hip, triggering a desperate response in Wendy, he wasn't expecting!
She suddenly pushed him off to her left, interrupting the lascivious sex between the two. The addled trace tech, looked at Wendy with furrowed eyebrows! The look of 'what the fuck!'
She smiled, and giggled, as he looked annoyingly at her. Before he could muster up a reasonable response, she moved toward him, pushing him to his back and climbed up, straddling his hips. The smile was replaced with a devilish grin as she ran her hands down his chest. Pulling out the band that was keeping her hair back, and adjusting it around her shoulders, she lowered herself carefully down on top of David, nestling her hips against his, and began to slowly rock back and forth.
All David could do, was close his eyes, and try and remember to breathe, as he felt Wendy slowly grind her pelvis with his. 'Oh my god, she's right.' He thought, as he slid his hands up each thigh, holding her hips to his, occasionally thrusting his groin to her rhythmic undulations, a snarky grin forming in the corners of his mouth. 'If this any indication of her abilities, I can only imagine what else she is capable of!'
His thrusting seemed to excite Wendy that much more, as she smiled down at him, working her body against his, knowing she now had full control of the situation at hand. She leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips, working them apart to allow his tongue to penetrate her mouth, squirming slightly to the touch of his hands, as they slowly made their way up from the small of her back to her shoulders.
He held her tightly against his body, as they continued for some time, both hot and sweaty, their heart rates and breathing heightened. David felt Wendy's body tense up as he switched positions with her, rolling her over onto her back to complete the pure unadulterated ecstasy between the two. Spreading her legs, he placed both his hands on the bed on either side of her waist for a little extra leverage and forced himself inside her several more times, before the young, fiery DNA technician closed her eyes, allowing a rather loud, satisfying moan, to escape from her lips. She dug her finger nails into the back of his shoulders, feeling him tense up as her body quivered from the wave of emotions she was experiencing.
Wendy pulled the man, who was still on top, close to her, giving him a moment to regain his composure, calm his breathing and to feel what she was feeling at that moment. 'Boy, was I wrong about him!' She admitted to herself. 'I was convinced that the poor guy would have been, at best, rusty when it came to the bedroom sex, awkwardly fumbling over the whole sequence. In all honesty, I never took him for being that experienced with a woman.' She smiled, feeling satisfied, running her fingers through his sweaty hair, allowing it to stick off in whatever direction it fell. She knew she couldn't pass judgement on his abilities, on the locker room sex alone, seeing it was quick and rough, for both of them. She was impressed that he managed to keep up with her.
After a few minutes, David managed to climb down off her and laid next to her, beat out. He glanced at the young lady who now had her head resting on his chest, as if listening to his heart, beating. He felt her hand rub across his stomach, back and forth, inching its way down. 'I think I'll have a heart attack if she doesn't stop soon.' David laughed to himself.
He knew he was a good few years older then she was, and keeping up with her was going to be a challenge for him. 'Guess it just proves I'm not twenty-five anymore!' He took in a deep breath, wrapping his arm around her. He hated to admit, even if it was to himself, that he was getting older. He just hoped that it wouldn't be a problem for Wendy, because he liked her way too much for age to be an issue. 'Hmm, it has to be at least 7 years.' He tried doing the math, as he caressed her cheek, removing a strain of hair from out of her face.
She smiled, as she drew circles with her fingers on his chest, curious to know what he was thinking about. "Are you going to share your deep, thoughts with me, freak-boy?" She lightly slapped her hand against David's chest and leaned up on her elbow to look at him, reaching up to try and fix his messy hair, waiting for a response.
They looked at each other, like they were in a stare down, for several seconds before David's patented grin crossed his face. "So, now you're expecting pillow talk from me?" He closed his eyes, and repositioned his head. "We have to work in a few hours, and well, I don't know about you, but I would like to get a little sleep. You got me beat to a fucking snot!" Still sporting his grin, and doing all this for badness, he pulled the blanket up over him. "Besides, I'm not really in a talkative mood!" He pulled his arm out from under her, and rolled over on his side, back on, to Wendy.
She stared at him for a moment in shock before violently rolling over to her own side, hauling most of the sheets over with her, leaving David with just enough to cover his mid-section. "So typical of you to ruin a perfectly wonderful moment, Hodges, by saying or doing something stupid!" She grumbled in disgust. "I'd expect nothing less and you didn't disappoint me."
David rolled over, moving closer to her, to whisper in her ear. "I have never been one to disappoint!" He smirked, as the egotistical tone of his attitude crept out.
"Oh my God!" She bursted out laughing. "Are you for real?" She dropped the same shoulder, he had his chin rested on and looked at him, her brown eyes as wide as could be. "Now tell me you're not full of it!" She continued laughing, watching the expression on David's face turn sour.
For once, the trace tech of the Las Vegas Criminalistics Bureau, could not come back with an intelligent response or sarcastic comment. Instead, he just sneered at her and moved back to his side of the bed. He wasn't to keen on the whole, 'laughing at him, in his face!' No matter how cute they were, or how funny they were trying to be.
Wendy frowned, realizing that she had just offended the man lying next to her, the man she had just made love to. She looked over at him, wondering if she should move over and tend to his bruised ego. She smiled, once again, thinking at how sensitive and cute, the technician really was.
She slid over next to David, cuddling into his warm body, wrapping an arm around his waist. "I'm sorry, Baby." She placed a kiss on his shoulder, working her way up toward his neck. "I didn't mean to offend you." She kept close to him, hoping he wouldn't object to her apology. "Just to let you know, you didn't disappoint me!" She whispered to him, nibbling on his ear.
David looked up over his shoulder at the DNA tech. "No?" He smirked. "I mean, I know!" He shifted onto his back, gathering her into his arms again and pulling her to him until their lips met. He placed a warm, loving kiss on her sweet moist lips, spending a moment to enjoy each other. "We still need some sleep!" He yawned, as she got comfortable in his arms.
"I suppose you are right, but don't get used to me saying that!" Wendy poked him in the chest and giggled, yawning as well.
He smiled taking in what she just said, and gave her a gentle squeeze. "Does this mean we'll be doing this again?"
She rubbed his chest, in a massage like motion and smiled, looking up at him. "Only if you play your cards right, freak-boy!" Wendy rested her head against his chest. She had never felt so content with a man, like she did at the present time with David. She was nervous yet excited about this new 'relationship' she was about to experience with the snarky trace tech that worked just across the hall from her in the lab, yet couldn't figure out what it was about him that drove all her inner emotions wild.