A/N Thank you all for the reviews, and a big shout-out to everyone who is adding this story to their alerts and favourites. It means a lot to me!
Oh, and if you got two alerts for this it's because I made a freudian slip and used Eric instead of Bob in one place - duh! Peppermintyrose pointed it out to me, and it kind of fits because basically, they're pretty similar guys at heart, but in the interests of not confusing you guys I thought I'd change it!
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine.
SPOV
I woke up and tried to breathe, somehow I was pinned under Eric again. I moved his arm and started to drag myself out so I could get in the shower. None of this managed to wake Eric up. I was almost completely out of bed when I looked back at him, he was all sleepy and gorgeous. I thought I should probably let him sleep and just have a quick shower, but... I shook his arm. "Hey, are you coming to the shower?" I asked. He grunted, "What?"
"The shower. Are you coming?"
Eric opened his eyes "Don't know. Am I coming in the shower?"
"You are incorrigible. Well, if you're doing anything you'd better get a wriggle on." I got out of bed and started walking to the bathroom.
"There's wriggling? I love wriggling." Eric was right behind me now. I giggled. "What?" he said "No wriggling? That's just mean teasing me like that."
EPOV
Things were going well, not only was I allowed in the shower, I was actually being invited into it. I'd been a bit worried after Sookie went a bit weird the day before. I couldn't quite work out what had happened, at first I thought she was annoyed about the sheep, or maybe the painters, as there'd been a bit of muttering from her when they talked to me and not her.
Then Amelia caught me licking crumbs out of Sookie's boobs and Sookie was suddenly a fucking huge mess. I wasn't sure what I could do. She said she was worried I wouldn't find her attractive, but really, I wouldn't fucking be here if I didn't. And she keeps telling me no sex at the moment, so I'm fucking lost as to how to prove I find her very fucking attractive. There wasn't much I could do but hope it all blows over. And that her period ends fucking soon, because it was dragging on and I'd had another night of cuddling which was nice, but not very satisfying.
Still, I was allowed in the shower, so I was going to make the most of it. Sookie seemed a bit more into it this morning. It was still fucking cramped in there with the two of us, but she was less annoyed with me crowding her, although she did complain a bit about me 'hogging the water' when I tried to wash my hair.
While I was washing her I couldn't resist tickling her a bit. "Eric!" she said accusingly.
"What? You said there'd be wriggling." Yeah, the wriggling was good. She was so very close. And naked. And wet. Sookie was soaping my chest and I was hoping that she'd work her way further south and I could have a repeat of the previous day. But then I had another idea. I was pretty sure the whole 'no sex' thing really just meant no penetration. She hadn't minded what we'd done yesterday.
I put my hands under her ass and lifted her up, but I didn't quite judge it right and her shoulder knocked the shelf and a few bottles fell down on us. "Ow! Eric!" Sookie complained "What are you doing?"
"Enjoying my shower" I said and I pressed her back against the wall of the shower and kissed her. She kissed me back and her legs wrapped round my back. Sookie broke off the kiss and said "No sex, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah. I know. Just trust me, OK?"
"OK. But for God's sake don't drop me. I'm not light."
I didn't bother answering her. Sometimes it's best to just ignore her objections, because she can fucking go on. I bent down and put my face against her neck and started to move, so my cock was rubbing her clit. Sookie's arms tightened around my neck and her breasts pressed against my chest.
"Oh" she said. Yeah, it was just easier to show her what I meant. "Oh, Eric". I was glad this was working. It was working really fucking well for me. Sookie started bucking against me, and then she moaned into my shoulder. I came just afterwards.
"See" I said "showers are fucking fantastic."
"Yeah, yeah, you have all the best ideas. Now shove over so I can rinse my hair."
SPOV
Eric did have some good ideas, sometimes. And he was quite persuasive. Naked Eric was very persuasive, and got me to do all sorts of things, even if they involved being hit in the shoulder with a falling shampoo bottle in the process. His idea for that morning's shower was so good that I even almost stopped worrying about how much I weighed and how long he was going to be able to hold me up like that.
So once again I was feeling pretty happy when I emerged from the bathroom. Eric was very happy. He might have just had an orgasm, but he was still very keen on kissing me, and touching me, and rubbing up against me. He was really out for all the contact he could get.
I knew the painters were coming back that morning so I wasn't surprised when I heard a van pull up as I was clearing up breakfast, but when I opened the door it wasn't the painters who had turned up.
"Eric!" I called "There's a Sky van in the driveway."
"Yeah" he said, appearing at my side "They're installing Sky."
"Right, so you arranged this?"
"Um, yeah. Merry Christmas."
"This is a Christmas present?"
"Well, yeah. For all of us." He looked at me, waiting to see what I would say next. I wasn't sure what to think. It wasn't the worst present I'd ever been given, probably the Wii Fit Bill gave me for a birthday present was likely to take that prize, but it was a bit…presumptive? I felt like I should object to it. He wasn't living here permanently, after all. Was he? I wasn't really sure. And I didn't really have the energy to make a big scene. I gave up.
"OK. Fine. You know Amelia will be your best friend when she finds Playhouse Disney is back. We did have Sky at one stage, but I cancelled it."
Eric looked relieved. "Yeah, I saw there was an aerial already so they don't have to install that. I better go talk to the guy." With that he was off down the steps.
It was a very exciting morning for Amelia. She couldn't decide who was more interesting to watch, the Sky man or the painters. So she spent all morning running back and forth between the two. Eric had some long conversations with the guy installing Sky, and looked quite pleased when he got handed the remotes at the end. Remotes because apparently we had it installed in both the living room and the bedroom. Eric was obviously starting to feel quite at home. My inner bitch wanted to make a snarky comment, but the bit of me that liked Eric and liked him happy, shut her up. This was probably just as well. If I could out-bitch Lorena I was a pretty dangerous thing these days.
Not long after the Sky man left, the painters finished up too and handed Eric their invoice. I told him to let me know how much it was, but he said 'mmm-hmm' and wandered off, after putting it in his pocket. I would have to make a note to go looking for that later on.
Now the house was empty I asked Eric if he wanted to do anything today. He said that he really needed to get a few things sorted, like a phone. So I suggested St Luke's. He looked a bit less than enthused, but I pointed out with Amelia it wouldn't be a long trip.
As it was it was a mare trying to entertain her while Eric talked to the guy in the Vodaphone shop. I wanted to say to him 'it's just a phone, just friggin' pick one already'. I don't know what it is with gadgets. I think I last bought a cellphone 6 years ago, since then I've inherited a couple from Bill and that's it. The funniest bit was when I had to be his guarantor for the contract as he hadn't been in the country very long. It did make me feel slightly like his mother, but after being ignored by the Sky man and the painters, it was nice to know I was good for something.
By this stage Amelia was a bit scratchy and wanted to lunch, so we went to the Foodcourt. "Right" I said "I'm getting sushi. Do you want the same Amelia?"
But Amelia was looking at the McDonalds. "I want chicken nuggets and chips." She said.
I said "Really?" at the same time that Eric said "Sounds good." Eric looked at me pleadingly; I really was starting to feel like his mother.
"Fine" I said "You guys go and get your McDonalds, I'm off to get sushi."
"Yay" said Amelia "I wonder what toy I'll get…" she started to skip off with Eric following her. Yeah, they were best friends now.
We spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out at home, where we discovered that Felicia can take things off the coffee table now. And iPhones are apparently fairly drool proof.
I suggested a picnic dinner outside as the weather was nice and everyone was pretty full from lunch, so I made a bacon and egg pie and we sat on a picnic rug.
Amelia gave up eating pretty quickly and started to run around. Felicia eyed the edge of the picnic rug suspiciously. Eric helped himself to more pie. "So what is this again?" he asked.
"Bacon and egg pie. It's a Kiwi staple. You practically have to be able to make one before they let you leave home. It's like, I dunno, making scones or something. A hangover from our farming past. But we can have the leftovers for lunch tomorrow."
I looked at the pie dish. There was only the tiniest bit left. Then I looked at Eric who was looking a bit guilty. "What?" he asked.
"Nothing" I said giggling. So much for leftovers.
"I blame Bob." Eric said, pointing to where Bob was asleep in the sun by the fence.
I patted his arm. "Of course you do."
When it was bedtime, I could feel he was sort of hovering around me. I guessed pretty quickly what he wanted to ask. "Yes" I said "It's finished."
"Really?"
"No, it's fun to break your little heart." He looked worried. "I'm joking Eric! Now go and brush your teeth."
He raced off to the bathroom, and I dug out the surprise I had. The one I'd bought on my stop at St Luke's after going to see Lorena. I'd been on such a high I'd gone back for the lingerie, the stuff that Eric had been eyeing up in the window of the Bendon shop. Yeah, it had seemed like a good idea at the time to say demi-cups be damned. Now I was just going to have to suck everything in and hope for the best.
I put it on and arranged myself in my best pin-up girl pose, sitting back against the pillows with my arms behind my head to really stick my boobs out. I tried to tell myself that I hadn't bought this bra for comfort because really, it wasn't holding a lot in.
Eric came in the room. "Oh, fuck" he said. In a flash he was naked and in the bed with me. "How do you do that?" I asked.
"Do what?"
"Get your clothes off so quickly."
Eric grinned. "It's a skill. I've got many."
"Yeah, yeah. Go on then, show me some."
He definitely has skills. Very, very good ones. Pretty soon I was breathless and coming down from my first orgasm. Eric had removed my panties, but the bra was still on. I reached behind to take it off and Eric shook his head. "No, leave it" he said. Instead I grabbed a condom out of the drawer and handed it to him. He put it on and pushed into me.
"Oh, I've missed this" he said.
"Yeah, me too."
Eric kissed me and started moving. This was good; this was incredible. It didn't take long before I came again and Eric finished just afterwards.
He came back to bed after disposing of the condom. I was still wearing just the bra. "So, did you like your surprise?" I asked, gesturing to it.
"Yeah…" he said, trailing off.
"Yeah, but?"
He frowned. "It looks great, but it feels…scratchy. The tank top you wear, that's much softer. It's nicer when I touch it" he sighed "although best of all is just your skin. Maybe you should take it off now and I could see how that feels?" He reached behind me and unhooked it, pulling it down off my arms and tossing it aside. He ran his hands over both of my breasts. "Mmm" he said "that's a lot fucking better. I could do this for hours."
"What else can you do for hours?" Eric tore his eyes from my breasts and looked at me. "Well" I said "you're the one who said you had skills."
Eric grinned. "Don't fucking test me woman" he said, and then he took one of my nipples in his mouth and we were done talking for a while.
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