Hi All You Smut Lovers.....This is DEFINITLY the last chapter of what was supposed to be a one off!!!! IT IS a particulaly large chapter and still most positivly still has the M rating so be warned...I don't oftan go on the begging trail for reveiws - BUT - please let me know what you think of this one...Have I gone too far? is it still wthin the realms of possibility?

ENJOY....

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SHARED MEMORIES

It was late in the day when Gill poked her head into Cal's office.

"You ought to call it a day Cal, you look exhausted, tough day?"

"Nah, not really – more a question of not a lot of sleep last night. Drink luv?"

Gill smiled her acceptance and settled herself on the couch.

Accepting the glass she glanced at him, "So – what was it?"

"Wot was wot?" He sat next to her with a raise of a questioning eyebrow.

"Whatever it was that kept you awake last night. Was it work? A case bothering you?"

"No..not a case. More of a …dunno dream…memory maybe" He instantly spotted the flick across her face.

"Wot was that?"

"What? What was what?"

"That look on your face, when I mentioned dreams and memories?"

"There was no 'look' Cal, I was maybe a bit surprised, I've never heard you say anything about having bad dreams before"

"That" the Lightman finger gestured small circles encompassing her face, "Was not a look of surprise Foster – and who said anything about the dreams being bad"

"People aren't normally bothered by good dreams Cal, and if it wasn't surprise, what was it – in your esteemed opinion?"

"You tell me Foster – whatever it was jumped into your head not mine. So, you tell me…what were you thinking about when I said dreams and memories?"

She looked away from him, placing her glass on the table she made to get up.

"Oh I don't know Cal, it's been a long day and I have completely lost track of this conversation now. I'm off now, hopefully tonight I will get a decent…."

The words were out of her mouth before she could stop them, and suddenly he was in front of her, in her space, his head cocked on one side.

"So!..I'm not the only one then. Sit down Foster, Let's compare dreams shall we"

He started to walk forward, very slowly forcing her to take steps backwards unless she wanted a collision.

The back of her knees hit the edge of the couch and suddenly she was sitting right back down again.

"Right – Who wants to start?" Cals stare was intense not allowing her to look away and hide from the hazel interrogators.

"Well I suggest you do because I haven't said anything about dreams or memories – that was you"

His half smile said he was on to her as he lounged backwards resting his head into the corner of the couch, never once dropping his gaze from her face.

"Sometimes, I get this dream. It's always the same one, and in point of fact although it is a dream, it is about a memory…a very specific and ….vivid memory"

He was concentrating very hard on her reactions now looking for the slightest hint that she knew what he was talking about.

Gillian felt almost naked under his intense scrutiny.

Desperate to break the spell he had over her she reached for the 2 empty glasses and went to re fill them. Making sure her back was to him she tried to sound as casual as possible.

"And so this 'dream/memory, is it good or bad?"

"Depends on whose point of view you are looking at it from"

Gill practically slammed the glass down in front of him.

"Cal, why are you being so cryptic about everything? Not once have you given me a proper answer – it's all been ..half answers, or questions within answers, or riddles like just now. It is getting more than slightly frustrating now. Are you going to talk to me properly, or am I going to leave?"

"OK, here go's….Way back, when I was in the final few years of my studying, I was…shall we say…a bit of a player – with the ladies that is"

"Really! I would never have guessed…"

"Oi, I thought you wanted to hear this, interrupting with sarcastic asides isn't gonna get it told any quicker you know"

"Ok. Sorry, please continue"

"Thank you..Now, where was I …ahh yes, a player with the ladies. Well, there was this one girl on the campus that had intrigued me for some time. She was not like the rest of us – didn't go to any parties, never saw her in the bars or clubs. She always seemed to be studying. Mostly people though she was a bit 'snobbish' and left her alone but I saw it as a bit of a challenge, I thought that ..maybe given the right set of circumstances she could probably be encouraged to be just a little bit naughty"

Gill could feel her body tensing up with every word he said.

What should she do? - Let him carry on and pretend that she had no idea what, or who he was talking about – could she really sit and listen to that story being related, detail by detail without reacting to it?

Maybe she should just stop him now? Try for the cool but slightly affronted approach – tell him that everyone did things in their youth that with hindsight was a mistake.

Pretend the whole incident had never crossed her mind until now, when he chose to remind her of it.

She had spent too much time thinking about it because he had started again.

"So, anyway – being he scientist that I am - and was – even back then, I decided on a plan to test my theory. I started making careful notes regarding this 'girls' timetables and habits. I worked out that on specific nights of the week she would always stay quite late on campus, and, when she did leave, she always took the same route back to her dorm"

What! what was he saying? He had PLANNED it! All this time she had thought she had just stumbled across it – been in the wrong place at the wrong time.

He had been watching her, timing her ……

"…..and – of course I won the poker game, well that was never in doubt. It took a bit of quick talking to get the girls to go there with me, they wanted to take me back to their room – but I managed to convince them that the possibility of being seen, getting caught, added a bit of extra spice. I had the timing almost perfect so it wasn't long before…"

"OK. You can stop now Cal….I think we both know how it continues from there…."

"Why did you run Gill?"

"That's a ridiculous question!"

Once again he was suddenly right in front of her, his hand was holding her lightly under the chin, not allowing her to get away from him.

"Is it! I don't see why because I have never been sure of the answer. So why don't you enlighten me Gill – Why did you run? Was it pure embarrassment at being caught out watching? Or perhaps guilt, for the same reason? Maybe you were worried that there was just a bit too much temptation to accept my offer – tell me Gill, if I had got shot of those two tarts right then and there and asked you to join me, just us two, what would you have done?"

Her breathing was becoming harder and faster, she tried shifting her head slightly but she couldn't break his grip.

"I can't believe you set the whole thing up! All these years I just thought I had just stumbled into ….."

"No! no evasions Foster – answer the question"

"It was embarrassment of course! And to even think that I would have wanted to join in is just.."

"Just what? Are you going to sit there and try and tell me that you weren't even the slightest bit turned on by what you saw? Think carefully before you answer that because you are way to emotional to try a swing a lie past me at the moment"

He had her!

She knew he was right. All she could do now is tell him the truth.

"Yes, ok. At first I was just shocked, and a bit angry that I would have to find another route home, but then …."

"Then what? what made you stay and watch?"

"I got curious. I had heard things…about you, a reputation you had for being…well…very popular with the girls and I just wanted to see …I just thought if I watched, just a little bit then maybe I would understand why"

"But you left before the whole play was over. So you must have reached a conclusion. What wos it?"

By now his hand had moved from her chin and was tracing delicate lines up and down the side of her cheek. He had managed to move even closer to her without her realising it and she could feel his breath on her face when he spoke.

" I… I think I kinda guessed when I saw..well when those two girls undressed you"

Cal knew he was going way over the line now, but with the memory of the scene still fresh in his mind, and now..after all these years actually being able to vocalise them, to her! The object of his fantasies…and she was aroused. He could see it in her face, in her eyes.

The lateness of the evening, the alcohol, the intimacy….he had started on a path he wasn't sure he could stop.

"Well if you liked what you saw..maybe the timing was just wrong.. Foster…Gill, I want to fuck you, right here, right now! We're not kids anymore, we're adults – are you going to run away again?"

"I'm not like those girls Cal, or Poppy – I can't do the whole 'sex is just a bit a fun that you do and walk away from' I'm sorry but that's not me"

"You think that's what I want? After all these years do you think I don't know that about you?...Look, Gill, I guess maybe because that's what you've seen me do since I split with Zoe, but that's not what I want, not from you"

She couldn't stand it any longer. Not caring if it turned out to be a one night thing or not anymore she breached the few inches between them and kissed him.

In that first kiss Cal could feel everything she was feeling – the need, the fear - so he held back, kept it gentle and encouraging, holding back fiercely on his need to ravish her beautiful sexy lips so hard that he would brand her with the bruising it would leave.

This continued as their tongues tasted each other for the first time. Each time they broke briefly for air he would let his lips trail across her cheeks, down her jaw line, softly down the sides of her neck before returning to the sweetness of her mouth.

It was during one of those moments that she whispered in his ear, "I want to take your shirt off, I want to know if you still have those wonderful muscles that I saw…"

Pulling away a little he gave her one of his grins, " It's been a few years luv.."

She undid just enough buttons to be unable to pull the shirt from him.

Silently she ran her fingers over his chest, his shoulders and then down his back. "I can't see any change"

He pulled her back to him, this time the kisses were more urgent, his teeth nipping at her lips and tongue, he could feel her hands exploring his bare skin breathing in sharply when hers thumbs kept brushing over his nipples.

Not having the control to stop and ask he removed her blouse in seconds, pushing her backwards on to the couch he leaned over and started his own exploration.

Using predominantly his mouth he kissed, licked and nibbled his way across every part of her stomach, deliberately bypassing her still clothed breasts he made his way up over his clavicle and on to her neck and shoulders.

Here he lingered, becoming even more aroused by the tiny whimpers and gasps he now heard coming from her.

Gillian could feel his erection pressing against her and she suddenly remembered that time when she had seen it uncovered, she remembered her shock at the size of his manhood, how it had sent little electric jolts through her and how she had quickly clamped down on the warmth of arousal it has produced in her body.

Now as she felt the pressure of it against her thighs, the same arousal was coursing through her again.

She wanted to reach down and release it from the confines of the clothing, run her fingers up and down it's length as she had seen those two girls do – she so wanted to……Cals hot wet mouth covering her breast pulled her away from the what if's and drew a deep groan from her.

Cal withdrew his mouth from Gills now erect nipple and was about to move his attentions to the other one when he caught a brief glance of her face, beyond the obvious arousal and pleasure, there was something else..a need- a want that she was fighting.

"Wot is it Gill? Wot do you want to do? Tell me luv "

He kept up the momentum on her breasts with his fingers while he scoured her face.

"I.. I can't…"

"You can Gill – just say it"

"I want to see you, touch you "

"You are darlin"

"No! I mean…down there Cal..I want to touch your…"

"You want to get my dick out, is that it? You can feel it's ready for you can't you?"

Seeing the hesitation he gently took one of her hands and guided it to his crotch. Then he shifted his position just enough that she would have room to work with the fastenings that held him captive.

Her fingers were trembling so much that she was encountering a few problems with the buttons and catches, he desperately wanted to help – just rip his own pants off so that he could feel her hand on his cock – but he wanted her to do it, so he continued to kiss her, stroke her breasts while she made her slow progress.

As soon as she had lowered the zip he used his own hand to remove his jeans completely. He then went back to her mouth, immediately thrusting his tongue inside and sucking hard on hers.

As her hand slid under the top of his briefs and finally connected with his shaft his head lifted from her lips as he emitted a low growling moan through clenched teeth.

Gill was no virgin, not now. She had been married for many years and had experimented a little before she committed herself to her husband. To her mind they had all been what she considered to reasonably average in the size dept, but the cock that she now had in her hand, that her fingers were running up and down the length of was way out of the scope of anything she had experienced before.

God he was so hard, and thick – just the feel of him in her hand was making her feel so wet…

"NO!" the word was forced out of her as she felt him remove her hand …

"Yes, God Gill, I can't let you keep that up for long - besides, it's my turn now"

He managed the button and zipper on her skirt with ease, before it had completely left her body his mouth was pushing into the material of her panties, his tongue forcing the material between her folds and rubbing on her clit.

Not wanting the barrier between her and his tongue any longer Gill tried to push them down, he lifted his head fractionally and only long enough for him to finish the removal for her.

When the heat of his mouth finally connected fully with her waiting clit her back arched high in the air and her hips started a wild dance all of their own that was so frantic Cal to hold her down.

Gill had never felt so out of control, the pure physical sensations completely controlling her body and mind.

Cal too was losing all reason and control as he felt this normally so cool and collected woman buck and writhe under him, pushing two fingers inside her the cry of pleasure added to his abandonment.

Some tiny part of his brain that was still working in a rational way told him that Gill had not been intimate with anyone for quite some time as his fingers worked to loosen and relax her inner walls.

Her first climax came hard and fast.

Cal removed his mouth as he moved up to rest his head against hers, his left his fingers inside her gently stroking through the spasms.

He watched the tears form in her eyes as she tried to control her breathing, bringing his body up slightly on one elbow Cal began to blow softly over her heated face and neck, then he felt her body shudder a little as his cool breath moved over her breasts and nipples.

As the moments passed in silence he felt her breathing return to normal and her body start to relax against him.

He withdrew his fingers and wrapped his arms round her, allowing her time to come to terms with the emotions of what her body had just gone through.

When Gill ultimately raised her face to his her smile was relaxed and happy.

Cal stroked some of the wayward hair back of her face and kissed her on her nose.

"I think we should move this back to my place, or yours. A nice big comfortable bed and ….."

"No!" her hand came up and lightly rested on his lips. "I don't want that Cal. This isn't going to be easy for me to say but I must, and I need you to just be quiet and listen"

He nodded fractionally and softly kissed her fingers.

"I don't want it to be like that. I've had that. Alec, the few others – they were all very careful, considerate lovers, and that was fine – but I have never been able to get out of my head what I saw that night, the raw passion, the..crudeness of it. I have never had that. I never made out in the back seat of a car, never been dragged into some bushes by an over eager lover who just couldn't wait – until just now I have never done anything unless it was in a nice clean cosy bed. I want what I saw that night, I want to be one of those blondes Cal – take me back to that night, let me feel what that is like. Can you do that for me?
"

Cal was watching every tiny movement of her face, her eyes were wide and nervous, but she meant what she was saying.

How could he treat her, Gillian Foster, in the same way he had those girls back then….but then the excitement of a little role playing was building inside him, tickling his brain, and his libido.

Quickly jumping up from the couch he dragged on just his jeans and then pulling Gill up beside him he wrapped his jacket round her shoulders, grinning he pulled her out of the office and down the corridor.

As they emerged onto the roof the cooler air of the evening made Gill shiver a little- or was that anticipation, she wasn't sure.

Taking a deep breath grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her up against a wall.

As her mouth opened in shock he covered it with his. His kiss was hard and rough as he bit on her lips, he felt her hands gripping his hair pulling him harder against her, grinding her hips against his.

This time his hands were squeezing and groping at her breasts pinching pulling at her nipples – time for the role play…

"Like that do yer darling, like it a bit rough do yer you posh bitch"

Gill brought her hand up to slap him but he easily caught her wrist and forced her hand down to his crotch pushing his hardness against it.

"Keep your claws to yerself and use yer hands down there coz that's what you want isn't it? tell me"

"Yes! Yes you bastard I want your dick, are you gonna stop talking and give it to me"

"Oh no – you gotta work for it luv – now get down there woman" He remembered he had used a similar line that night.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair he pushed her down on to her knees in front of him..

This time there was no fumbling as she practically ripped his flys open and reaching in started pumping his cock with her hand.

Cal clenched his teeth as he used his free hand to steady himself against the wall.

"Is this what you want me to do Cal? Is this good?"

"Not bad for a 'good girl' but it's not enough – open yer mouth, I want see you suck on my dick, don't tell me that your posh boyfriends don't make you give them a little head darlin"

Her tongue made contact with his helmet and flicked round it a few times before she took it into her mouth and started bobbing her head taking a bit more in each time.

"Shit!..Fuckin hell that's good, yeah suck it bitch"

Gill was in a world of her own as she lavished everything she had on his manhood, doing things she had never done before purely by instinct.

Cal held on as long as he could but very soon he had to pull her back up.

"Wha…what are you doing?" she said quietly.

"It's time to make sure yer ready for me, I like a nice smooth ride"

His fingers went straight into her, pushing, pumping forcing their way deep inside.

Hearing her gasp he increased the speed and force using his body to hold her in place against the wall.

"Like that do yer, making you cum is it?" he had felt her walls start to tightened. Just as she was on the very edge he withdrew his fingers and hooked his arm under one of her knees pulling it up high.

"CAL"

He thrust into her soaking hole. Gill screamed and bit down hard on his neck. This brought another hard and heavy thrust into her.

She was hanging on to him feeling like she might faint as he pumped into her.

Yet again she came to the very pinnacle of pleasure when he suddenly stopped, his cock still deep inside her

"Cal,don't ..please"

"Say it Gill tell me what you want – SAY IT"

"Fuck me Cal, please god don't stop again – fuck me you bastard"

Withdrawing nearly completely he let a second pass before slamming into her, this time he didn't stop.

Keeping his rhythm hard and fast, he pounded her nearly senseless until she was screaming with the strength of the climax that burst threw her body.

Cal slowed himself for only a brief moment before he took up the pace again. Somewhere he could hear Gills voice breathless and shaky,

"Cal..please..wait…I can't…oh god" His balls were tightening as he threw his last few thrusts into her before his own orgasm hit him so strongly that it was a mixture of pain and pleasure as his hot seed filled her.

When he finally felt he could breath again his immediate thought was for Gill.

"Christ Gill – are you ok? I'm sorry if I went to far-God Gill talk to me"

He held her body in his arms as he guided them both onto the ground.

Gills hair was covering her face so he quickly brushed it away to be met by a smile so beautiful that he nearly stopped breathing again.

Kissing her gently he started to laugh. "You are amazing Gillian Foster"

Gill started giggling along with him,

"I never thought reminiscing could be such fun"

"Well, Foster – here's to many more trips down memory lane"

FIN