The drive home was silent as she focused on what she was doing here, in his car. This was absolute madness, desire fueled madness. Why would she even begin to think that this was a wise idea? She despised the man, didn't she? Yet there was something about the man that thrilled her to the core, and she wanted to experience more of those wonderful kisses.

He pulled into his driveway and drove into the gaping hole of his garage. The dark frightened her, more than she cared to admit. It had always bothered her, ever since she was a young girl. Seeming to pick up on her distress, Dave reached across the car and grasped her hand tightly, squeezing it. Blinking back tears, she smiled at him, finding comfort in the small touch.

He got out of the car and went over to her side, opening her side. Holding out her hand, she let him take it, leading her out of the garage and into his house. He turned the lights on as they went, never leaving her in the dark. Her heart melted a little at the tender gesture and she held onto his hand a little tighter. Erin sighed as they stepped into the bedroom. This was truly happening. Suddenly, she wished she had been promiscuous in her youth, had more experience than just her husband.

"What's wrong?" he asked, finally breaking the silence of the journey. She looked at him, trying to smile.

"I don't know how to go about this. I've never been one to be so rash."

"Then let me lead you, Erin. Tell me if anything bothers you, and I'll stop, okay? Trust me, bella." She nodded and stepped into his open arms. He buried his fingers into her thick hair, pulling her incredibly close to his body. She could feel every muscle in his body against hers and she took a deep breath as he kissed her gently. She relaxed into the embrace, letting him take the lead as they continued to kiss.

"Dave," she whispered as he broke the kiss to stroke her cheek with his thumb. "More?" He nodded and kissed her once more, running his hand down her neck to cup her breast, thumbing the nipple to an erect peak. She whimpered into his lips and he used the opening to slip his tongue in her mouth, caressing her tongue softly. Erin found herself tasting his tongue with her own, and he gently nipped it. She squeaked a little and he chuckled.

"Ah, bella, you have to let me have some fun with you." Quickly, Dave's hands made short work of the buttons on her blouse, slipping it off her shoulders and letting it fall to the ground. His hands cupped her breasts through her bra, massaging their heavy weight. "You are magnificent," he whispered before bending his head to kiss her neck. She arched into the kiss, pushing her breasts into his chest. His shirt tickled the tops of her breasts and she giggled a little.

"Dave, that feels funny."

"Funny good or funny stop?"

"Funny good. Could I take off your shirt?"

"Of course, bella. You can do anything you want to me. This is as much for you as it is for me." He guided her hands to the buttons on his shirt and she made quick work of them, pushing it to the floor to join her own. He wasn't wearing an undershirt, and she found herself tantalized by his chest hair. Reaching out, Erin let her fingers tug at the hairs, a smile dancing across her face.

"He doesn't have chest hair," she murmured, watching Dave grin. "He liked to be smoother than me. I suppose that's a rather odd thing to want, now as I look back on things."

"Some people are just different," he replied, pulling her close to him once more. The sensation of his bare chest against hers was somehow worse than the shirt, and she felt a thrill of desire course through her. Standing on the tips of her toes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him soundly.

Erin felt his fingers fumble with the clasp of her bra and she tried not to shy away as he tugged the wisp of fabric from her body. Self-consciously, she crossed her arms over her chest, not meeting his eye. "David…"

"What is it, bella?"

"I, I don't know."

"Yes, you do. You think you're not pretty enough. That somehow, I would reject you because your breasts aren't as perky as they once were, or there are the stretch marks telling the story of how your body sheltered three children were there once was only smooth skin. Those things make you gorgeous, Erin."

Once more that evening, she felt her eyes fill with tears and she tried to deflect the attention from herself. "I bet you tell any woman what she wants to hear to get her into bed with you. You've never been this nice to me."

"And I have to live with that." Dave caressed her face, and she nuzzled into the touch, her defenses crumbling beneath the weight of tenderness in his voice. "Let me show you how beautiful you are to me."

Dumbly, she nodded and he led her over to the bed. They sat and he turned to her, kissing her lips sweetly. She leaned into the embrace, relishing the feel of how lovely he was making her out to be. His lips traveled across her face, learning the planes and dips there. "Oh, David…"

He smiled, she could tell by the way his lips felt on her neck, and she tilted her head to give him better access. He delicately bit the place where her neck and shoulder met and she felt deliciously wanton as she arched into him, offering her breasts up to him. Chuckling a little under his breath, he continued his exploration of her body, cupping her breasts as he lowered his face to them.

A sharp cry escaped her lips as he began to suck on the erect peak her nipple had become. Erin's hands crept up and wrapped around his neck, holding him there as he continued to focus on her breasts. She had never felt like this before, not even with her husband. Then again, he had never shown her that such pleasure was even possible. Finally, though, he left her chest and began to kiss down her stomach. Coming to the top of her skirt, he kissed and nibbled on her as he undid the zipper, pulling both skirt and panties down her legs to bare her to him.

Once more, she felt a slight flush of embarrassment, and then all she seemed able to focus on was his lips down there, doing things to her that she had never felt before. "Please, oh please, more," she wailed as she threw her head back in pleasure. She could feel her body spiraling into an orgasm and she bent forward over him, unable to stop herself from falling over the edge.

When she became aware of her surroundings again, she was draped over his shoulders, tears tracking down her face. "And this is just the first act, my little wren." Absently, she nodded and let him pull her back on the bed with him. He kissed her over and over as he shucked off the rest of his clothing and then stretched out along her body. She could feel his erection against her thigh, and she rolled into him, opening her legs in welcome.

"I'm ready for act two, David," she purred, surprised by her own boldness.

His hand drifted down to the juncture of her thighs and fingered her softly. "That you are, Erin," he whispered as he let his fingers tease the sensitive bud of flesh there. As she writhed and moved beneath him, he entered her in one fluid motion, filling her completely. It didn't take long for her to reach the pinnacle of desire once more under his expert ministrations. "You're beautiful, Erin, and I want you to be mine."

She touched his face, a smile on her lips. "As long as you make me feel like this, I'll be yours forever," she whispered before losing herself in pleasure once more.