Her phone brought her out of her trance.

"Hello?"

"Hey, shift is over." The voice on the phone told her and she tried to hide her smile from Greg, though she had a feeling it didn't work.

"Sorry, I didn't intend to work late, but it has been a weird day. I'm on my way. I also need to make a small stop. Do you need anything while I'm out?"

"No, but I would really prefer it if you would come home first." Sara waved to Greg because he said he would pack up their work.

"Why? I'm sorry, it just doesn't make sense."

"It will when you get here. I will see you soon."

"Ok, I'm walking to my car right now. Bye."

"Bye Honey." He told her and as she put her phone back in its place on her belt, she was confused as to why he would want her to come home first. She would soon be finding out.

She entered their home to the aroma of fresh cooked omelets. She saw Grissom at the stove putting the finishing touches on the two plates. What surprised her was that he was wearing a tuxedo. She watched him leave the kitchen and return empty handed which told her that they were eating in the dining room.

"Hi." He seemed to jump out of his skin.

"Hi."

"You look nice. What's the occasion?"

"You are. Come with me." He took her hand and led her in the same direction that he had just taken with the food. She gasped when she saw all of the flowers and the elegant table. He had taken the time to set the table with the fancy dishes. He used candles and even had soft romantic music playing.

"What's all this for?" She asked for second time while he helped her with her seat.

"This is the rest of my apology and because you covered my shift for me. I thought you deserved to come home to something nice."

"Thank you. Should I go put on something more appropriate?" She tried to rise but his hand on her arm stopped her.

"You are beautiful just the way you are." She smiled and they ate.

"So tell me about your day." He started.

"It was just a conversation or two that I had. Catherine asked me if you were good in bed." He raised his eyebrow.

"She was there when I received your apology and asked if we had fully made up. I told her that we didn't have time. That's when she asked what it was like with you."

"And how did you answer the question?" He asked.

"I told her it was too personal and that's when Sophia made her entrance." She paused to take a bite.

"This is really good."

"Thanks. Keep talking." Throughout the meal, they caught each other up on what they had been missing for the last week.

"What do you think Nick is going to do?"

"I think he's going to try and figure out who it is first. I hope he will say yes though. You are sworn to secrecy, you know that right?"

"Of course. I'm glad that you and Sophia talked about your differences." Sara tried to stifle a yawn.

"Go to bed. I made the mess, I'll clean it up."

"I still have that errand to run. I should get it done now so I don't forget to do it later." She got up once again.

"May I go with you?"

"No, it won't take long. I want this to be somewhat of a surprise. I will be back shortly. What ever you do, just don't change out of those clothes. I love that way you look in a tux." Grissom nodded and began to clean up the meal. Sara practically bolted out of the door. She knew that he was wondering what was so important that it couldn't wait until later. His desires were beginning to get the better of him. After all, he was a man and he hadn't touched his wife in a week. A man could only take so much and Grissom was rapidly approaching his breaking point.

Sara drove as fast as she could without breaking the speed limit by too much. She made her way through the store and found what she was looking for almost immediately. After making sure that it fit properly, the sales person took the tags and Sara wore her new purchase home and was given a bag for her other things. She arrived home to see her husband putting the last of the dishes away in their respective cabinets.

"Don't turn around. Just meet me upstairs when you are done in here."

"Ok." He heard her leave the room and resisted the urge to look at her fleeing form. He put the last dish away and went in search of her.

"Sara?"

"Be right out. Just stand next to the bed." She called to him from the adjoining bathroom. She was in there touching up her make up and attempting to do something with her hair.

"Are you ready?"

"Yes." He answered back.

"Ok. This is what I wanted to get done before I came home." She told him as the bathroom door opened.

He felt the blood rushing south of the border the moment he saw her. She had gone out to buy a new night gown to wear for him. It was black and had a lacy top. At the waist the material was satin ending just below her ass. He was speechless as she approached him.

"I figured that since you got dressed up for me, that I could return the favor. Do you like it?" He stood there like an idiot and said nothing. The lack of blood in his brain could have had something to do with it. Sara slipped his jacket off of his shoulders and put it around her own.

"I think that it is time for an after breakfast treat. God, I love your body." She told his neck while steadily unbuttoning his shirt and moving towards his pants. He still stood there completely motionless and unblinking. She demanded his participation and placed his hands on her hips then kissed him. Her kiss broke him of his trance and he started to participate by deepening his kiss and tightening his grip on her body. She moaned into his mouth when his tongue began plundering her depths. His tux jacket was on the move again only it was him removing it from her shoulders and throwing in the direction of the chair he knew was in the room. His eyes were far to busy staring at the vision before him to be bothered with a trivial thing such as furniture. He ran his fingers over the lace and satin covering her body and felt his shirt leave his back. The phone rang and forced them to pause their current activity.

"Hello?" Sara answered, but Grissom had just been granted access to her body, he wasn't going to give up without a fight.

"Oh hi, Sophia." Grissom took the phone from her.

"Hello Sophia, its Gil. Sara and I are both very busy at the moment. She will call you back later. Have a good day." He hung up the phone and made sure to turn off the ringer.

Sara giggled at his eagerness. He had just wrapped his arms around her body and the doorbell rang twice in rapid succession. Sara plucked his jacket from the floor three feet in font of the chair he had blindly aimed at and shrugged it on her shoulders again to go answer the door. Having felt the evidence against her abdomen, she knew that he was in no condition to see anybody right now. Sophia was at the door when she looked through the peephole. Sara opened it a crack.
"Sophia, what's up?"

"A case, but Gil didn't give me the chance to say anything on the phone."

"I know I heard what he said to you. I'm sorry he behaved that way."
"I'm interrupting make up sex aren't I?"

"Yes, but that's ok. The longer you wait the better it will be. Please come in. I'll get Gil." Sophia entered and saw how little Sara was actually wearing. She took a seat on the sofa and waited for Gil, whom she now suspected would be grumpy.

"Gil, Sophimmmph." He attacked her with his mouth and shut the door at the same time. She broke the kiss breathlessly and tried to talk to him, but he was busy attacking her neck.

"Gil, stop." He didn't hear her or chose to ignore her.

"Gil, that feels good, but stop." Sara backed up her statement by gently pushing him away. He looked stunned, surprised, and very aroused.

"Gil, you have company downstairs." She saw her words fighting through his lust addled brain.

"Sophia is here. There is a case. She's waiting for you in the living room." She saw anger in his eyes.

"I don't want to work right now, I want you. I NEED you." He tried to take hold of her again, but she shook her head.

"You need to talk to your guest first, I will still be here." He was grumpily putting a shirt back on and heading for the door when she stopped him with a hand on her arm.

"I want you too." He nodded and kissed her quickly before going to the living room. Sara just followed him.

"Hello Sophia. What can I do for you?" Grissom asked with forced politeness and took a seat across from her.

"I'm sorry for interrupting you, but you hung up before I could tell you over the phone. There is a case with bugs. It was called in just before the end of shift, but nobody said that there were bugs and we didn't discover it until we got out there."

"Out there means in the desert, doesn't it?" Grissom sighed and Sara stood quietly behind him.

"Unfortunately, yes. Once again, I'm sorry." Grissom stood and excused himself and pulled Sara with him. Sophia stayed in her seat and Sara called behind her.

"Help yourself to something to drink. He'll be right back." Grissom pulled her in their bedroom with a fair amount of force. He was ravaging her mouth as if Sophia had never shown up.

"Gil, what are you doing?" she asked when he abandoned her mouth.

"Placing you first."

"That's sweet and Gil and really good. Oh god, so good." His hands had begun roaming and had found her breasts.

"You need to go look at bugs." She tried again.

"I don't want to. I want you." He emphasized his point by laying her down on the bed.

"What about Sophia? She's in the next room." She was fighting a losing battle. Gil Grissom was determined once he set his mind to accomplishing a task, and right now the task was named Sara. He grumbled and got up and opened the door slightly.

"Sophia, there is something I need to do. There is a pad of paper by the phone in the kitchen. Leave the address and I will be there as soon as I can. Tell the dayshift people to preserve my insects and take lots of carefully labeled photos." He shut the door without waiting for a response. Sara listened for the sound of their front door closing before she would allow herself to fully participate. She finally heard the telltale click and returned the passion he was oozing. She went right to work on removing his shirt again and undoing the buckle. He was utterly entranced by the fabric covering her slim body. His hands had begun their leisurely trek up her legs and moaned at the softness of her skin. She was doing her best to shuck his pants, but his weight was holding her down.

"Up." She commanded and he complied.

"Off." She pointed to his pants and again, he complied.

"Those too." She indicated his boxers.

"You do it." Grissom challenged. Sara got off the bed and knelt on the floor then looked up at him.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?"

"Oh yeah." He missed the evil glint in her eyes because he had already closed his in anticipation. She pulled the blue fabric off of his hips to let them pool at his ankles. She took his straining arousal in her mouth and used her free hands to fondle his testicles. She continually brought him to the edge until he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Enough teasing." He put his hands on her head to emphasize his point. She took the hint and it didn't take long to finish him off. He cried her name and she swallowed everything he had.

"Did you abstain for me?" She asked after he had her back on the bed.

"Yes. Did you?" He asked suggestively.

"Why don't you go find out?" She returned his smutty banter.

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A/N: Fear not, they will finish what they started. Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to leave a review. I will post again soon. Have a great day everyone! Kelly