Once again sorry for the delay in updating. I'll try and get the next update out sooner.

Part Five

I practically bounce out the bed when I wake up, it's almost one, so I've got plenty of time before Sara arrives. Linds is going straight to my sister's so I have nothing to do with my day but wait around till tonight.

I grab a coffee and curl up on the sofa. I'm so excited about our date tonight, I can't remember the last time I was looking forward to a date this much. I wonder what she'll wear, where she's taking me. My thoughts are interrupted by my cell phone ringing; my stomach does summersault's when I notice see it's Sara. "Hey you."

"Hey Cat." Oh my god, what if she's called to cancel, I think I'd die.

"How are you today?" I've convinced myself she's going to cancel, she's thought better of it.

"I'm excellent today; I have a date tonight with a seriously gorgeous red head, so I'm very happy." Oh thank god, she's not phoned to cancel. She thinks I'm gorgeous, yay.

"I bet she's nowhere near as gorgeous as the brunette I'm seeing later."

"Oh, I think she is. Truthfully, I got all paranoid thinking you might have had second thoughts."

"Not a chance."

"Good, I'll go then, I have reservations to make."

"Is there a dress code? What should I wear?"

"Wear whatever you want, you always look amazing."

"Well you're a big help Sidle, do you realise how many clothes are stashed away in my wardrobe? I might be late." She laughs at my comments.

"Well I best let you go start, I'll see you later."

With that I'm left holding the phone with a stupid smile on my face and a slight worried feeling about what to wear.

Eight rolls around quicker than I thought possible, I spent an hour looking for an outfit only to give up and go shopping. Since I had no idea where we're going I went for something simple, I settled on blue dress, its knee length and low cut, in a bodice type of way. I damn well better get a reaction, the dress and matching shoes cost a small fortune.

I went for the 'less is more' approach with my make up and as I finished putting my hair up I hear a knock at my door.

I'm nervous as hell, but I want to see her so much I practically run to the door.

The sight before me when I open my door takes my breath away; she looks totally and utterly stunning. She's got those lazy curls in her hair, I always love it when she does that, makes me want to bury my hands in it. Her make up is flawless, bringing out her eyes. Her red top has tiny straps, showing off her shoulders. And her black pants accentuate her never ending legs. The pants are low on her hips, leaving a gap between them and her top, showing me a tantalising strip of skin. I hold the door open gesturing for her to come in, as she does I notice her top is backless and I think I actually swoon. The expanse of skin before me making my pulse quicken, I really, really want to reach out and touch it.

"Oh good god." She turns and looks at me with a worried expression.

"What's up?"

"You look incredible." She smiles at me, blushing slightly.

"Clearly you haven't been near a mirror since you got dressed, you look amazing..." I watch her eyes sweep over my body, lingering at my chest, there's that reaction I was looking for.

"So, where are we going?" If she doesn't stop looking at me like that we won't be going anywhere.

"Little Italian, cliché I know, but I love it and I've wanted to take you there for a while."

"Not cliché at all, I can't wait, so let's go."

She takes my hand and leads me to the car, I can't stop looking at our fingers laced together, it feels so good, right even. I loathe letting go of her when we get to the car but she kinda needs her hands to drive.

We arrive at a quaint looking restaurant, there's no waiting for our table. I can see immediately why she likes it here, the lighting is perfect, and even though it's busy I feel like we're the only two here, the whole place has an intimate feeling to it.

I tell Sara to order for me, she says the veggie menu is fabulous.

"So, I have to know what made you decide to ask me out?"

"Erm, Greg." I don't want to say he told me but I refuse to be anything but honest with her.

"Greg?" She looks confused.

"Yeah, he's known that I was interested in you for a while." I don't want to tell her how much I feel for her yet, not before I even know if this means anything to her. "So he told me about the conversation you had with him after he asked the receptionist out."

"Oh right." She blushes a little. "I'll have to thank him next time I see him."

"He probably thinks you're mad at him. He felt bad telling me what you said, but he knew how much it meant to me."

"Well, since this is the result of him spilling the beans, I can't really be upset now can I?" She smiles, and it's truly beautiful.
"I can see why you like it here; it feels intimate, like we have the whole place to ourselves."

"So you like spending time being intimate with me then?" She smirks at me before sipping her water, looking at me over the top of her glass, her eyes suddenly a shade darker.

Oh I can't let her get away with that. Two can play this game; I lower my voice a little before replying. "If you'd like, I could give you a detailed description of the intimate things I'd like us to spend time doing." I look right at her watching her pupils dilate, hearing her breath catch; it feels good to know I'm not the only one affected.

She doesn't get the chance to reply as our food arrives, she's right, it is fabulous.

The rest of the night seems to pass in a blur and all too soon for my liking were heading back to the car.

She opens the door for me but doesn't let me get in, she puts her hands on my waist, and her eyes search my face before locking with mine.

"You really are stunning; you have no idea just how beautiful you are do you?"

I'm not exactly sure how to answer that, I mean I know I'm pretty easy on the eyes but not to the degree she's implying.

I'm about to reply when I notice her lean her head in slightly, her eyes flicking to my mouth. Oh my god she's going to kiss me. She leans in a tiny bit more; I think she's nervous, I'd probably find it cute if I wasn't so desperate to get those lips on mine.

I close the remaining distance between us, placing my lips on hers softly. The tip of her tongue runs fleetingly across my bottom lip and I open my mouth to her with a whimper. I feel the velvety softness of her tongue slide into my mouth, this time I'm not sure if it's me or her that moans. I can do nothing but respond to her, let her control the kiss, bringing my hands up to bury them in her hair, just like I've always wanted to do, pulling her closer. A few seconds later I feel her breaking the kiss, with one last swipe of her tongue across my bottom lip.

I can't open my eyes; I can't look at her yet. I can hear her laboured breathing and I know if I look at her I'll need to kiss her again.

"Wow, I...Well...wow" Very eloquent Catherine. She chuckles a little.

"I have to agree." I finally open my eyes, sliding one of my hands from her hair cupping her face, running my thumb along her bottom lip.

"God I love your mouth." My mind is suddenly filled with images of that mouth kissing its way down my body and I close my eyes again, a shudder running through me at the thought.

"I've wanted to do that since you opened your front door."

"For future reference, please feel free to kiss me any time you want, I highly doubt I'll have any objections."

She smiles leaning in to place a fleeting kiss on my lips. "We should go, before I take you up on that offer and we end up getting arrested."

"Arrested just for kissing?" I laugh; I can't help tease her a little.

Her voice is seriously husky when she replies and my body reacts just as strongly to that as it does to her words. "I'm sure, if you kept kissing me like that, it wouldn't be 'just kissing' for long..."

"Oh Christ." I want her so badly my body is aching. "Let's go." I let go of her, stepping back as far as the car behind me allows, having to distance myself from the heat of her.

She chuckles again but doesn't say anything, just makes her way around the car.

We arrive at my place and she gets out of the car as soon as it stops. We get to my door without a word and as I push the door open and walk inside I notice she's not following, damn seems I'll have to ask her to come in, thought I'd escaped that.

"Are you coming in?" She seems to think for a second then shakes her head.

"No, I think that would be a bad idea." What, is she crazy? It's the best idea I've had in a while, that way there can be more kissing...shit. She's changed her mind, the date has made her decide she's not as interested as she thought, well this is awkward.

She shakes her head at me; she must have noticed the pained expression on my face. "Not for any reason that would cause that look." Now I'm confused.

"Then why?"

I suddenly find myself turned around and pushed again the nearest wall, with Sara's tongue pushing its way into my mouth. Gripping her shoulders I kiss her back with matching urgency. Her hands move from my hips, up to tease over my breasts then into my hair, taking a hand full in each hand yanking my head back as she grinds her hips into me, making us both moan.

Her breathing is just as ragged as mine as she speaks. "That's why, whatever this is, whatever it's going to be, I don't want it to be about that, this means more to me than a quick fuck in the hall because we couldn't make it to the bedroom. I want us to take our time, be totally sure." She leans in again kissing me softly before speaking again. "But If this is just about sex for you, tell me now and we'll go right ahead, because god knows I want you, but if there's more to this for you too, then tell me to leave."

I try to tell her that it's so much more to me than sex but I can't find the words so I lean in and kiss her softly, hoping to convey my thoughts. It seems she misunderstands me; thinks I've gone for option one. She starts kissing me hungrily, her hands start to wonder across my body, I automatically respond to her touches until my brain catches us up with me and I tear my mouth away from hers and manage to gasp. "I think you should leave." She smiles big at my words.

"Thank you." She takes my hand and walks to the door. "Breakfast tomorrow?"

"I'd love to."

"Great, I'll see you at the usual place at 10 tomorrow?"

"I'll be there." I may actually be able to form whole sentences in an hour or so. The way she kissed me and touched me has left me on overload. And my brain is to busy trying to process everything my body is feeling to come up with words.

I watch her walk to the car, and drive away in a daze. I'm still trying to comprehend everything as I climb into bed half an hour later. I've had a stupid grin on my face since she left. She said she wants more that a quick fuck, I can't believe it, all this time I've wanted her and it seems she wants me too YES... My mind doesn't want to stop thinking of Sara long enough to let me fall asleep, but as I lie there taking in the days events I find I have no objections.

Thanks for reading.

Sam