*I know it took quite a while for me to update, but this chapter is not just longer, but much hotter! Enjoy!*

Have you ever been talking to someone, like a co-worker or your banker, and your head just wasn't in the game. You're probably thinking about your ex- texting you out of nowhere or an argument you had with your family- well this is how I feel now. Sean Maddox is probably my closest friend in Seattle. He moved in the city with his family at the age of 13 and we've been good friends ever since. But I'm not even trying to pay attention to him right now. All I'm thinking of is as usual, Jones.

That was the hottest thing I have ever done in my life. And god knows why. I didn't even come. That woman makes grinding against her better than any blowjob I have ever got. And I can't wait to be inside her tonight. I just need to get through this dace, and then I'm taking her home. Ever since she came back to the tent, I've been following her with my eyes from the bar where Sean joined me. She knows I'm looking at her. And I can see she loves it.

"Dude stop staring, you're acting like a needy pussy." Sean says. Getting my attention again.

"You're one to say, I just had to listen to you whining about Michelle not coming here tonight." I snap back, still staring.

"Yea, but Michelle is my fiancée. Who is this chick anyway?"

"She's no one." I mumble dismissively.

"No one huh? Well I don't pay $100,000 to dance with just no one."

I look at Sean with confusion, "I thought you just arrived, how you know about that?"

"Your sister told me. Can't believe she's dating Dean Ryan. Ha, he could be your brother in-law….." and once again, I ignore my friend and pay more attention to Jones.

Right now, she is talking with my mother and Kate. From what it seems, she is one hell of a joke teller because my mother and Kate are literally whipping tiers of laughter from their eyes. Interesting, so Ms. Jones is funny. And why the hell is she called Ms.? She seems too young to already be divorce, but these days you never know. She might have gotten drunk in Vegas one night and got married, then after an annulment or something she decided to be a Ms. and not a Miss again. Maybe she thought Ms. sounded sexy. Well, I suppose it does.

And then, a very uncomfortable thought came in my mind. What if she was married, and had kids with the ex husband, and now she's a single mom? Will she spend the whole night with me? Or just an hour? I don't dwell on the thought since the MC announces for all the auction couples to join my grandparents to the dance floor- for the first dance.

"See you later Sean," I say and head to Ms. Jones.

"And now, Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time for the First Dance. Mr. and Mrs. Grey are you ready? Ladies and Gentleman of The First Dance Auction, are you ready? Then we shall begin. Take it away, Marvin!"

A young man with bright ginger hair makes his way to the mike stand, and then the band stars their intro. I already have Ms. Jones in my arms, so when the first tones of the song 'Sway' come from the band, well we start to sway. We move together perfectly. And we don't take our eyes of each other. Her body moves and feels heavenly against mine. If dancing with her is so natural and feels so good, what will it be like fucking her?

As images of both of us fucking come to my mind, I notice a shy smile slowly appearing on her face. At the begging, I think that once again she read my mind, but then she says with a small giggle "This song seems… fitting. Don't you think?" I take a moment to properly listen to the word, and smile.

The song talks about a man, asking his love to 'hold him close' and 'bend with him' or even 'make him thrill like only she knows' and other sex demands hidden as romantic gestures. I love it that this woman is smiling from this song not because it's romantic, but because it's damn hot.

Wait, did I just say 'love it about her'? Because I meant its cool, it's great.

As the song ends, and I think finally, I can take her home my grandfather taps on my shoulder. "May I cut in?" he asks. Gesturing that he would like to have the next dance with Ms. Jones.

Even though it means that my plans will be delayed but still, I take a step back. Ms. Jones lets out her hand for grandpa and he gently kisses her knuckles. The gesture makes her giggle. "Oh Carrick, always a Gentleman." She says.

"Well of course Nina, it's great to see you again." He says, and then twirls her. Her head falls back and she laughs.

So, they are also in first name basic. They obviously knew each other for years, if she was a 'Coping Together' child. The thought of Jones as a kid, alone, abandoned, makes me want to punch something. At the corner of my eyes, I see my parents. They're dancing so close wrapped around one another, it makes me smile. They've been together over 27 years, and they still look like teenage lovers. Standing right behind my father, I tap his shoulder.

"I'm cutting in." I say, not really asking.

They tear there gaze from each other to me, and look amused.

"Where is your date?" my father asks.

"I don't have a date." I answer annoyed. I know he is referring of Ms. Jones. "Will you please dance with me?" I ask my mother, offering her hand.

"Of course, dear." She says.

Before we start dancing to 'Come Fly With Me' my father claps his hands and looks around the dance floor. "Where is my daughter? I'll dance with her."

Looking around, I find her dancing with Dean. I roll my eyes and say "She is with that fucker Dean." I gesture to their direction with my head.

I feel a gentle slap at my bicep. Not painful at all, but enough to bring my attention to mother. "Stop it," she says. "Don't be rude."

I roll my eyes again, and see my father kiss my mother on the cheek and say, "Well Ted's right. I don't like that Dean."

"You two are just too protective. Leave her alone."

Well, she is correct. God knows that my dad and I would do anything to keep her away from men. But Dean is not a bad guy. I'll give him that.

As my father finally leaves the song changes to 'Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow'. My mother and I start to dance, and I smile at the memory of her telling me that a great way to a woman's heart is by dancing.

She starts to caress my cheek with her hand, and sighs with a smile on her face. "Oh Teddy, I'm so happy you're back."

"Pfft, please mom. I know you made dad bring me back from L.A." I say with a smile.

"Do you really think I can make your dad do something he doesn't want?" she asks. I give her a knowing look. My mother can make my father do anything if she just asks. She smiles, and shakes her head at the look I give her. "Well, when it comes to work, I can never convince him. We missed you."

I knew my mother missed me, but the thought of my father missing me was new. I know he loves me, I'm not stupid, but still. My mother can see my surprise and goes on. "He did miss you honey. Didn't you find it weird that he called you every single day?"

"No, it was work related…" I stop myself when I see the look she gives me and it hit me. He did used to call for my advice on stuff that weren't very important. Did he really just missed me and used work as an excuse for a call? I shake that thought out my head and change the subject. "So, you've met Ms. Jones."

My mother's face lights up "Oh yes a while ago. Nina is so wonderful."

"You think anyone with a British accent is wonderful." And I hope she can't hear in my voice that I agree with her.

"Well, she sure was exited working with you. She was afraid you'd think she's after your job title."

"And why do you think she was saying the truth?" as much as Jones is sexy, the idea that she is after my title was in my mind.

"Well, because your father practically made her take the job. She wanted to leave Seattle, move to New York."

How did my mother get all this information? She did mention she met Ms. Jones a while ago. But how long ago? "When did you two meet?"

"When she started working with GEH last year."

What the hell? "So everyone met het before me?"

"Well as you said. Your father mentioned she's English so I was intrigued."

We drop the subject and dance 'till the end of the song. Latter I also danced with Phoebe, Ava and my grandmother. When some leggy blonde in a silver dress asked me to dance with her, Ms. Jones went right in front of us- flipping her red hair over her shoulder then looks up at me seductively and walks away. I politely declined the leggy blonde and walked off the dance floor and after Ms. Jones.

Either she knows I'm following her or she hopes I'm watching her because her hips sway with extra swish. She leads me to the bar, and sits on a bar stool. I get to the bar and lean my elbows on it next to her when the bartender arrives.

"Can I please have," she starts, "one very large glass of water? With a lot of ice, please."

"Same here please." I call out to him as he walks off to make the drinks. "So, when are we leaving to my place?"

"Will you keep your voice down!" she hisses looking around, nervous anyone heard me. I look around as well, just in case, but no one seems to notice. The bar tender comes back with our water. She starts sipping her drink with her eyes locked on mine then puts the glass down on the bar. "Let's go." She suddenly says out of nowhere then stands up.

"Now?" I ask, excited.

"Yes. Go say goodbye to your parents, and then we'll leave."

I don't trust her. I feel like she'll run off once I turn around. So I grab her hand, and lead her with me. She seems to understand, because I hear her laugh as we walk to my parents who sit at their table with my grandparents.

We say our goodbyes; we don't raise a lot of suspicions. Jones said she had a breakfast thing early tomorrow and I say something about meeting with some friends in some a night-club. When we walk to the parking lot, I look around searching. "Where is that sexy car of yours?" I ask.

"I came in a taxi. I thought I'll be drinking and would have hated the jealous drunk people scratching it."

"I'm calling you bluff. I bet you were just trying to impress me, and you don't have a Maybach Exelero." I say when we get to my red Ferrari. I grab her by the shoulders to face me.

"I think I've impressed you before you knew what my ride is. I believe it was in the parking lot of GEH, when you almost ran my over, when you saw my ass." she says seductively, leaning her back against my car. She takes my hands off her shoulders and places then on her hips.

"Umm Jones, I think it was the sight of your tits that made me lose control of my car." I say, stepping closer to her. Looking down at her breasts, I try to picture them outside this dress. God, it really should be illegal for her to walk around braless and with cleavage this deep.

"Oh, so you're a breasts guy. Well, I could tease you with them if you'd like." She whispers. And that does it. I need her naked now!

Opening the passenger door I try to keep my voice even when I say "Get in the car." She does, but not before licking her lower lips and biting down on it gently. Once she's in the car, I slam it shut- trying without success to release some tension. Walking around the car to the driver's seat, I keep telling myself to stay in control, and not get overwhelmed by everything and do something stupid- like come to early. It didn't take a minute to realize that this car ride, as fast as I drive, won't get us to Escala quick enough.

Jones's whole body is twisted so she could face me as much as she could. Her back was leaning against the car door, and her legs crossed. She rests her arm on the door and brushes her finger tips over her lips. I feel the need to make conversation, otherwise, I might just have to pull over and fuck her.

"So why haven't you ask me to call you Nina yet?" I ask, keeping my eyes on the road.

"You want to call me be my given name?"

"Well, all my family does, and since we're doing to be working together very close it might be appropriate." I smile back to her.

"What do you prefer? Theodore? Teddy? Ted?" she asks, curling her legs she folds them beneath her so she's sitting on them.

"Call my Theodore. I love the way you say my full name with that accent of yours."

"Oh really?" she breathes, and then leans closer to me. One of her hands on the arm rest between us and the other on my upper thigh. With her lips close to my ear, she whispers my name. "Theodore." The sound of my name, being pronounced with her accent and coming out of her mouth makes me inhale with a sharp hiss.

When she starts to lick and nibble my ear and my jaw, I sigh, and try to think of something to say and not roll my eye back and enjoy her touch on me. "So since you'll be calling me Theodore, I spouse I can start calling you Nina." I say, and bite my bottom lip with the pleasure of her tongue on my neck.

"Actually, if I call you Theodore, you should call me by my full name to, don't you think?" she says as I tilt my head to the side to give her more access to my neck.

Pulling in my eyebrows, I'm surprised that Nina isn't her full name, and I ask so aloud. She clicks her tongue with disagreement and slowly brings her hand up my inner thigh. Trying really hard to keep my eyes on the road I ask "So what is your full name?"

She pulled away from me, and leans once again against the car door. I instantly miss her touch, but I am grateful for this space as well just so I can make sure we won't have an accident and get home fast. Though the distance isn't there for much time, she kicks of her high heeled shoes, and places her feet on my lap- running them up and down my inner thigh or gently teasing my groin. My dick instantly hardens, and I find myself moving my hips in to her touch. With one of my hand on the steering wheel, I start to massage her feet with the other. She moans with pleasure, and rests her head on the cars headrest.

"Tell me," I demand, "What's your full name?"

"It doesn't matter, I don't like it anyway. I prefer you'd call me Nina if Ms. Jones is too formal for you." She mumbles.

"No, now I'm intrigued. Tell me your full name."

"Ok." She inhales deeply then exhales loudly. "It's Serena."

My hand stills, and my head faces her sharply. "Why don't you like that name?" I ask. "It's very…" I search for the right word to describe what I think. "it's very, sexy."

"I don't know, I just don't." she says darkly.

"I thought Nina was a name for itself. I didn't know it short for Serena." I say, massaging her feet again and bringing my eyes back to the road.

"Nina is short for a lot of names, mostly Italian names. But it's also short for Serena."

"Huh," I say. "Does anyone still call you Serena?"

"No. I'm called Serena only on my birth certificate. In my passport and driving license and the rent I'm Nina."

When we get to Escala's garage, and I park the car, and my blood starts pumping though my vanes faster with excitement. I quickly get out the car and make my way to her side to open the door for her. She steps out, barefoot, holding her shoes with the tips of her fingers and a little clutch- that I haven't noticed before- in her other hand. We smile at each other and walk towards the elevator.

Once we're in the elevator, and I punch in the code to my apartment, I turn to face her and cage her between my arms against the wall. "Do you know what I'm gonna do to you?" I whisper, and lean in to kiss her neck.

"Umm. Fuck my hard and long like you promised?" she moans, and it vibrates though her throat and against my lips.

I lean my forehead against hers, and hold her face with both my hands. She brings her hands to my wrists and we go still. I know I haven't kissed her yet, and just as I'm about to change that, the elevator pings. Announcing that we've arrived to my floor. I settle with the quickest peck on her lips and pull her out to the hallway by her hand. When I start unlocking my home door, Nina leans her head between my shoulder blades and run her hands down my body from my chest, down my waist then steeling on my groin. I moan loudly, and finally get the door open.

We both step inside, and as I lock the door I hear her drop her shoes and clutch on the floor. "Would you like to drink something?" I ask, turning to her and resting my head against the door.

She shakes her head, not taking her eyes of mine. And like a panther, I pounce. I take her face between my hands again, and turn us so her back is against the door. Then finally, I kiss her. Not a shy, cute little kiss, but a deep lustful desperate kiss. I kiss her like I'm a hungry man, and she is hiding food in her mouth. I kiss her like my life depends on it. I kiss her like I've been fantasizing about it for days- which actually, I have.

We moan into each other's mouth. Nina snakes her hands up my chest and neck, and fists my hair in her hands. I bring my hands to the small of her back, and press my erection against her abdomen which makes us both moan louder.

I break the kiss suddenly, and lift her over my shoulder and make my way to my bedroom. She laughs and squeals a bit, but then lifts up my jacket and pulls my shirt out my pants and starts kissing and licking my lower back. In return, I spank her hard against her ass, which makes her giggle.

Once we're in my room, I set her down and kiss her again. My arms are wrapped around her, squeezing her into me, and her hands once again fist my hair. When I start biting on her lower lip, she moans even louder and pulls on my hair so my head will fall back. Then she places my face in the crook of her neck, wordlessly asking me to suck on it. I comply, kissing and sucking all over her neck and collarbone. When she tries to take my jacket of, I unwrap my arm from her, and shake my jacket of my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. Next she unbuttons my shirt, and that also falls to the floor.

I unzip the back of her dress, and peal it off her shoulders. Kissing her chest, I pull the dress of her hips as she wiggles out of it. When she steps out the dress, I take a step back looking down at her now naked body.

Her body is pale, and apart for the freckles on her face, her whole skin is flawless. Her breasts are full, and quite large- but not too large. One look at them and any thought of them being fake flies out my mind. Her nipples are small, round pink and erect, and begging me to suck on them. She has a thin waist and curvy hips, attached to them are the long toned sexy legs that got my attention to begin with all those days ago. Her pubic hair is trim short, and I'm glad. As much as I like a clean shaved sex, I hate the idea of no pubic hair at all- it feels like touching a child and that doesn't do it to me.

After taking her whole body in, I sigh. "Fuck, you're a goddess. You know that?" I say, giving her shoulders a little push so she falls on my bed. Without taking my eyes of her, I step out of my shoes, and take my socks off. "I can look at you forever." I say, separating her knees wide enough for me to settle between. I lean down to kiss her lips again, and then move down. Kissing her chin, then throat, her chest then stop and keep my lips between her breasts.

I start licking the area between her tits, while each of my hands cup each breast and start massaging it, paying extra attention on her hard nipples. Then I put her right nipple in my mouth, flicking it with my tough, sucking on it and even biting it. Nina's head is thrown back and she moans loud. I roll her left nipple between my thumb and middle finger.

Then I start kissing further down her rib cage, her abdomen and eventually I find my target. "Go up the bed for me baby, rest your head on the pillows." I say, and she shakily crawls up my bed, but she rests on her elbows, looking down at me with excitement. Placing each of her legs over my shoulder, I hold her hips in position and lean in between her legs.

Let me tell you something about pussies. Men don't expect then to smell of a bouquet of flowers or tropical fruits. It's a pussy, and so it should smell like one. But Ms. Nina Jones's pussy, not only it smells heavenly it tastes so good and sweet, I might not be able to stop eating it. She starts moving her hips against my tongue, and I take the opportunity to unbuckle my belt and take my pants off.

"Oh Theodore… Oh this feels… so good…"Nina pants, Music to my ears. I put my two middle fingers inside her, and move them in circular movement inside her. Without taking my tongue of her clit, I start grinding myself against the bed. With her moans turning to screams of pleasure, I also moan against her sex and her beautiful pussy starts squeezing my fingers, and she comes.

When she calms down from her climax, and tries to control her breathing, I kiss her clit gently and look up at her. "God, you taste so good." I say, pulling my fingers out of her and bring them to her lips, "Taste yourself off me baby." I breathe, huskily. She takes my hand in both of hers and starts sucking hard on my fingers.

"I want to suck you somewhere else." She says, moving so she's leaning on her elbows and knees in front of me. I get of the bed just enough to get my boxer briefs off, and step back to the bed on my knees. Nina looks at my erection that is standing hard and proud. Her eyes wide with and she looks up at me. "Oh my god. You're so big" she breaths.

Ladies out there, let me tell you a something about petting a man's ego. What little Ms. Jones just said, 'You're so big' is right at the top of the list of things to say to us. Another good thing to say is 'It might not feet in'. Just try it with your companions ladies, see what it does to them.

Nina takes a firm hold of my dick, and drags her tongue from base to tip of my length slowly. Then when she gets to the crown, she wraps her lips around me, and takes me all the way in. Cupping my balls in one hand, she brings her other hand up and down my cock with her lips staying around the crown.

Fuck this is good

She flicks her tongue on the tip on my dick, and then starts really moving up and down my shaft with rhythm. I fist my hand in her hair, and move my hips with her. Looking down at her, I see her looking up at me while sucking me off. This is how I wanted her, looking up at me with those aquamarine eyes. Looking down at the rest of her body, I see her back arching; I see she has those perfect two dimples at the small of her back and when my eyes get to her ass, I see something I haven't seen before.

"What's that?" I ask breathlessly. I pull out of her mouth, and turn her around so she's bending forwards, and I get a good look at her ass. And then I see it. "You have a tattoo?" I ask, excited.

"Yea, have you never seen a tattoo before?" she turns her head to see me. On her right ass cheek, she has a small tattoo of a yellow and brown bee. Not a cartoon looking one, a very realistic looking one. It's… hot! Leaning forwards, I gently bite down on the tattoo, and she yelps with surprise. Leaning up, I give spank her tattoo hard and get a grip on her hips and place her on top of me.

As I lay back looking up at her, she grabs my cock and teases it next to her opening. Just before she puts me in her, I grab her hand and look into her eyes. "You're on the pill? Or should I come outside of you. I can use a condom if you prefer." I say- well, maybe pant.

"I'm on the pill." she breathes, and sinks onto me.

Holly fuck!

Nina moves up and down me, and circling her hips. The room is hot and loud with our moans. Eventually, she starts practically jumping up and down my cock. And I can't look away from her bouncing tits. They're beautiful, and I have to touch them. She's so wet, every move is so slick.

With my hands still on her breasts, she puts her hands on my chest. "This… is… so… oh…" she pants, not able to finish her sentence. But I know she love's is, 'cause I can feel her squeezing my dick and her face go a beautiful shade of pink. And she's coming with a loud OHHH!

Slowing the rhythm of her hips, she leans back and places her hand on my thighs behind her. I sit up straight and wrap my arms around her, and she wraps her legs around my waist. We are both dripping with sweat, our faces inches apart we share the same air.

"I want you to come with you." I say, she sighs, and her head falls back. I gripping the nape of her neck with both hands and force her to look at me. "Don't take your eyes off mine, look me in the eyes and come with me." I say.

She also brings her hands around my neck and it feels like we are almost glued to each other. She moves with me, using my body to tease her clit. Once again, her pussy starts to tighten around my cock, and she pants for me not to stop. "Yes baby," I breathe hard, "squeeze my dick. You're gonna make me come, aren't you?"

I feel my groin tighten, and the need to come becomes overwhelming. After all that happened in my grandparent's bathroom and everything that came after, I have to…. I need to…. Oh shit…'I'm gonna….

"Oh yes! I'm coming Theodore! Come with me!"

And we do. Hard and long. It's so overwhelming, I shiver. I fall on my back and take her with me. Needing to hold her while my heart goes back to its normal rhythm of beating. After a few minutes with her in my arm, she lifts up her head, and I think she's going to kiss me but she wiggles free of my arms and sits up on the edge of the bed.

"Have you seen my dress?" she asks, looking around the floor. She stands up and walks over to the door. "Oh, there it is." She says, lifting her dress and stepping into it. "Can you zip me up?" she asks with her back to me.

"What are you doing?" I ask, confused.

"I'm going home. Can you zip me up please?" she asks again, matter of factly.

And then it hit me, her words from early.' We have tonight, but just tonight. On Monday, when we go back to the office, it will be like it never happened. And we never have any physical contact like this again.' But now that I've had her once, I don't think I could let go. I think hard, trying to find some way to break her words.

"But it's not Monday yet." I say.

She turns around and looks at me confused. "Sorry?" she asks.

"You said once we go to work on Monday, it will be like it never happened. So stay the night, and tomorrow, then on Monday morning we'll wake up early, get you home before we go in to work, and start the day like nothing happened"

"Theodore," she breathes, "I'm not sure that's a good idea."

"Why not?" I ask, and make my way over to her. I hold her face and say "This was so good, let's have a quite day together, get to know each other, have a lot of sex, and Monday morning we'll go back to reality." And I lean in to kiss her softly, not like before that it was pure lust, this kiss is sweat and careful. And then once again, I surprise myself when I start to beg, "Please… Please… Please…" I say between kisses.

She sighs and shakes her head, and for one awful moment I think she's saying no. pulling away and looking at her, I see she's smiling and biting her bottom lip. "Oh boy." She sighs again.

"Is that a yes?" I ask hopeful.

"Oh boy." She sighs once more. Amused.

"It is a yes. Right?" I smile, also amused.

"OK. But if you will be acting weird on Monday, I will make your life miserable." Her answer makes me so happy; I hold her tightly and kiss her again.

"Do you want some water before we head to bed?" I ask. She nodes in approval. Before heading out to the kitchen I spank her on the ass. I make my way to the kitchen, and fill the largest glass I can find with water. Before walking back to the bedroom, I grab two Advil's and take one before walking back.

A little note to all you wondering, I am still naked.

When I walk in the bedroom, Nina is already in my bed with the blanket only covering her legs up to her hips. Another little note, Nina got rid of her dress while I got the water, and her beautiful tits are bare. I hand her the Advil and water, and she gulps it down. "Good girl, now go to sleep, we have a very big day tomorrow." I say taking the empty glass of her and placing it on my bedside table. She smiles at my words.

I curl up behind her, holding her close to me, her back to my front. She wiggles her bare ass to my dick, and I kiss her ear. "Stop that, we need to get our energy for tomorrow." She giggles, and sighs. I cup each of her breasts with each of my hands. And with a last sniff in her hair- that I note smells of roses- I fall asleep.

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