** For authors notes, disclaimer etc. see chapter 1

Three Kisses 3/3

"Sandra please it's just one evening out of your life and if you'll do it I promise I will be on time for work every day for a month and won't go rogue for at least two I am that desperate here." Gerry sighed staring across the desk at her and giving her his best puppy dog expression hoping she might take pity on him. When he'd got the email about the reunion for his old primary school he'd deleted it without even considering going. Then the letter had come saying the same thing and it had gone straight into the bin but when he'd had a phone call from his ex-principle earlier that day he hadn't been able to come up with a good enough excuse not to go. Since then he'd been trying to convince her to come with him and pretend she was his partner so that he could avoid having to explain his three divorces and complicated love life to a pile of people he hadn't seen for 50 years.

"Gerry I didn't even go to my own school reunion remember why the hell would I want to go to yours?" Sandra replied shaking her head as he pouted. "Ok look I'll come but I want a month of good time keeping, two months of not going off rogue and doing what you think we should be doing rather than what I say we are doing and you can buy me lunch today I'll have cheese and pickle on wholegrain bread, a diet coke and one of those toffee apple muffins that you keep telling me are full of additives and I shouldn't be eating them."

"OK I can live with that, so you'll come?"

"Yes now go get me lunch I'm starving and you know how crabby I get when I'm hungry if you aren't quick I might change my mind." She smiled watching as he leapt out of the chair and practically ran out the door. She couldn't quite believe she'd agreed to go at all the idea of spending a whole evening with a room full of people who had gone to school with Gerry wasn't exactly one that filled her with excitement but she knew how hard it was to be faced with people from your past and not want to get into a discussion about why you were single.

"Oh and guvnor." Gerry continued popping his head back round her office door. "It's formal sorry."

"Great what the hell have I got myself into?" She muttered as he disappeared again and she started mentally going through her wardrobe trying to think what she could possibly wear to a get together in a school assembly hall that someone had decided should be formal evening wear.

"Wow you look amazing Sandra," Gerry said three days later as she opened the front door of her home before he'd even had a chance to knock. As far as he was concerned she very rarely looked anything other than stunning but tonight she'd really gone all out. The fitted dark blue evening dress she was wearing clung to all the right parts of her body, her shoulders were bare under the fine silky wrap she was draping over them and her hair was hanging in loose curls.

"Well if I'm going to do this I wouldn't like to show you up." She smiled back at him grabbing her bag off the small hall table and throwing her house keys inside before following him out to the car. Truth be told she'd spend hours that afternoon going through everything in her wardrobe trying it on and rejecting it until eventually the dress she was wearing was the only one left. She'd wanted to make the effort, to genuinely make sure that he was proud to have her on his arm that night and looking at the admiration with which he was still looking at her she was pretty sure she'd succeeded.

"You could never show me up." Gerry said quietly as they got into the car and she tilted her head a little her smile telling him he was doing a good job of making sure she didn't regret agreeing to accompany him.

"So is there anything I should know about the 11 year old Gerry?" She laughed desperate to change the subject as the tension in the car seemed to have gone through the roof. The way he was looking at her was making her heart race and she knew she really needed to get that in check before she let her imagination run away with her and did something she'd regret.

"Nah I was a good kids at that stage now if we were going to my secondary school it'd be a different matter but at primary I was a little angel." He replied finally dragging his eyes away from her and focusing on the road as he pulled out of the driveway as she laughed sceptically. "it's true my teachers loved me I was pleasant and worked hard like I said it was only when I got to secondary school and discovered girls hat it all went wrong."

"Why am I not surprised?" Sandra laughed finding herself actually looking forward to spending the evening with him something she wasn't expecting to feel when she'd agreed to go.

"Thanks again Sandra I know it can't have been that interesting listening to Mr Hurst rabbit on for a full hour about how teaching has changed. I swear I thought he'd be dead I'm sure he was about 80 when he taught me." Gerry laughed a few hours later as they pulled back into Sandra's drive and she unclicked her seatbelt turning to face him.

"Aw he was sweet yeah he repeated himself a lot but let's face it he's an old man who had found someone to listen to him you can't blame him." Sandra replied glancing at the clock on the dashboard "It's early you wanna come in? Maybe have a glass of wine and order something in to eat I'm starving."

"You're always starving." Gerry laughed taking the keys from the ignition and getting out following her inside. "You open some wine and let me forage in your fridge I'm sure there's something in there I can whip up rather than ordering in."

"I doubt it but knock yourself out if you can find something and you don't mind cooking I'm not going to argue." Sandra replied opening the bottle of wine she'd put in to chill before they left then kicking off her shoes perching on the stool by the breakfast bar as he gathered up eggs, some peppers and onions that looked like they were a little past their best, a small bit of cheese and some ham.

"Spanish omelettes I told you there's always something that can be done if you look hard enough and use a little imagination." He said the note of triumph in his voice making her laugh. "You know everyone in that room tonight thought I was the luckiest man in the world tonight. You really do look amazing thanks for coming with me."

"It's fine, actually I enjoyed it a lot more than I was expecting to." Sandra replied as he came round to her side of the breakfast bar his eyes holding hers for a second longer than was necessary as he leant toward her reaching past her to get the pepper grinder behind her back. At that moment she had no idea why she did what she did other than it had been a nice evening, she'd caught him looking at her several times like he was thinking things that were less than virtuous and the fact that his lips were so close to hers seemed to make it inevitable. Running her hand over his chest she leaned a little closer tentatively brushing his lips with her a tentative beginning seeming to turn heated in record time as he abandoned the grinder his fingers lacing in her hair pulling her a little closer.

"Well that was unexpected. The last time you kissed me you were too drunk to remember." He smiled when the need for air finally forced them apart.

"Oh I remembered and the last time you kissed me you were pretty drunk yourself but then you probably don't remember that either."

"I remembered, actually I've been reliving both those kisses on a daily basis ever since but neither of us are drunk now which means we really don't have any excuse to ignore it this time."

"Who said I want to ignore it." Sandra whispered slipping off the stool and wrapping her arms around his neck kissing him again as he let his hands run down her back resting on her ass pulling her closer.

"If you don't want to ignore it this time and pretend it didn't happen what do you want to do?" Gerry asked finding it impossible to stop his hands roaming her body as she smiled at him the mischievous twinkle in her eye telling him all he needed to know.

"Well I was thinking maybe since we're now established that kissing is great, I mean this is the third time we've done that and it's only got better, we should see if we are as good at doing other things. Only if you want to of course."

"Want to? Jesus Sandra you have no idea how much I want to but why now?" Gerry asked kicking himself for not just accepting that she wanted him and going with it. It wasn't like he hadn't imagined this moment a million times, he'd wanted her to tell him she wanted more from him for almost as long as he'd known her but he couldn't help but wonder what had made this night different from all the other time they'd spent together.

"Maybe it just felt right tonight to be by your side, I know it was all an act but I'd like it to be real and since we've already established that we're both sober this time and going into this with our eyes wide open would it be such a bad thing to give it a go? I've wanted to tell you how much I wanted both those other kisses to turn into something more since I woke up the morning after the first one but I wasn't sure you would ever want me. Tonight the way you've been looking at me, the way you just kissed me has given me the courage I needed to take a chance. Was I wrong?"

"No you definitely weren't wrong." Gerry smiled the effect of her body so close to his making it impossible for him to continue the pointless discussion as he kissed her again and she gently backed him toward the hall again all thoughts of food gone as finally took his hand and led him up the stairs.

Finally tumbling through the door of her bedroom the need to get closer again their only aim it took moments for them to leave a messy trail of clothes between the door and the bed.

"You are so beautiful, god Sandra you've no idea how much I've wanted to see you like this." Gerry whispered as he eased her back onto the bed taking a moment to drink in the sight of her naked in front of him the gentle flush of arousal on her skin only increasing his desire to make love to her and see how much more amazing she would look when she gave up to the pleasure he was creating for her.

"Well now that you've seen me can you come down here you're too far away and I'm not a patient woman." Sandra replied a storm of butterflies kicking off in her stomach as he followed her instructions his body blanketing hers as she rested her legs around his hips kissing him again as he slid into her with agonising slowness. "That feels so good Gerry." She muttered arching toward him trying to deepen their connection as he began moving hungrily inside her. Within moments she found it impossible to focus on anything other than him and how he seemed to be hitting every one of those spots inside her that brought her closer and closer to the edge at alarming speed.

"Sandra…..oh god…oh my god yes….." Gerry groaned as he felt her begin to tighten around him her nails digging into the tops of his arms as she arched off the bed her cries of pleasure only heightening his as he found it impossible to hold back any longer and thrust into her a final time trembling in her arms as his body was assaulted by the most intense wave of pleasure he'd ever experienced.

"That was so good, why have we waited so long to do that?" Sandra smiled a few minutes later as he flopped back onto the bed and she rested on one elbow staring down at him.

"I have no idea but I've no intention of stopping doing it now." Gerry laughed winking playfully at her as she nodded. "it may have taken us a decade but it was worth waiting for and I plan on doing a lot of making up for lost time now."

"That's a plan I can definitely give my full backing to." Sandra replied resting her head on his shoulder as he pulled her a little closer as she felt a wave of contentment wash over her. When she'd kissed him all those weeks before she'd told herself it was madness to think that it could ever be anything more than it was. When he'd kissed her she'd told herself it was only because he was drunk and he'd not even remember. Now though she realised that it had all just been foreplay for this moment and it was definitely a case of third time lucky and like him she had no intention of letting this feeling go again.