Rusty and John went to the pier. There were lots of young people out, most of them in their early-mid twenties. John spotted two girls looking their way. He smiled. "Come on Rusty. They're looking at us."

Rusty had been preoccupied by his words with friends game and hadn't noticed. One girl was a redhead, the other a brunette. Both girls looked to be around 19 or so. Rusty tucked his phone in his pocket, and they descended.

"I'm John, and this is my friend Rusty."

"I'm Sandra and this is Lexi."

"What kind of name is Rusty?"

"Probably the same kind of name as Lexi."

"Touche."

"So what are you ladies up to tonight?"

"Nothing, just hanging out."

"Well, until Sandra's ex comes with his new ho, and she makes up some lame excuse as to why we have to leave."

Sandra rolled her eyes.

"Can we buy you two some drinks."

"Yes," Lexie said as she lead John to the bar. Rusty didn't think this was going to work, but John had someone's ID. A few minutes later, the bartender came back with a pitcher of beer, and they got to work.

Sharon was exhausted. Her muscles were sore; her brain was fried, and she was a total mess. I must look so gross right now, she thought, but she was too tired to get up for a shower. Craig had quite a grin on his face. He leaned over and kissed Sharon's forehead. "Come here, Sexy," he hissed as he pulled her close, her back reaching his chest. His lips found the back of her neck, and he began nibbling. It wasn't long before his hand was running up and down the length of her thigh, trying to gauge if she was ready for more.

Sharon whimpered, still tender from their earlier bout.

"How about a shower?"

Sharon weakly nodded as Craig went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. He came back for Sharon and carried her with him. Sharon was relieved that she didn't have to get up herself. The hot water hit Sharon's back as she turned to face Craig. They took turns washing each other. Sharon loved moving her hands across his chest and his nice bubble butt. He started to spring into action, ready for round two. Sharon could hardly believe how insatiable he was. The shower ended and Sharon began to dry herself off. Before she could put her towel down, Craig lifted her over his shoulder and carried her into the bedroom. The night breeze hardened her nipples as she was carried to the bed. Craig stripped the top sheets of the bed since they were rather sticky.

His lips found hers as they fell onto the bed. Sharon moaned into his mouth as Craig's hand found the small of her back and began to rub. She growled as he covered her in kisses.

"I want you," he hissed in her ear as his hands traced along her stomach.

Sharon could only smile as Craig's lips found her neck and began to nibble on the top of her chest. He found his way to her nipples and began flicking them with his tongue, causing Sharon to gasp. He cupped her breasts in his hands and softy groped them. Sharon's legs started to widen.

Craig took his time. He wanted to enjoy Sharon as long as possible, which meant he needed to pace himself. His lips found the small of her back. He loved being behind Sharon. She had a great body and a perfect ass, nice and round, perfect balance between firm and soft. He bit her tush, causing her to yelp. He quickly began to cover her tender flesh in kisses. He slowly planted kisses up her spine to the nape of her neck.

Sharon couldn't get enough of his kisses. She wanted him, all over her, everywhere at the same time. She turned around, so she was facing her mate and she kissed his jaw. Her legs surrounded his hips. She was ready for him.

He rubbed his erection against her sex. She was nice and wet. He put on a rubber and slowly pushed his way inside. Her back arched, and she grunted loudly as he entered. They started off slow and easy, kissing and groping each other as their hips slowly found their rhythm. Sharon's hips started to move faster and faster. She rode him intently, eager for another orgasm. Craig's hands found her ass and gently squeezed it. He leaned back and enjoyed Sharon taking charge.

She was getting close. She closed her eyes and her head leaned back as her clit rubbed furiously against Craig's hip bone. "OH! FUCK!" she cried out over and over as she was just on the edge. Before long, she was gushing all over him. She rode out her orgasm and then she began to slow down. He kissed her and then he flipped her onto her back. Her ankles rested on his round shoulders as he began to buck against her.

"Cum for me," he hissed as he pounded away at her.

"Oh God! Oh GOD!" She shouted as he drove his hips against hers. Somehow she found herself on the edge of another orgasm. Her hand slipped between her legs and she furiously rubbed herself until she climaxed yet again, and then she sank into the sheets.

Craig sloppily covered her in kisses as she caught her breath. He held her and kissed her neck until she was ready for one more time. His hands found her hips and he pressed his way, deep inside of her. He fucked her doggie style. He went hard and fast as they moaned and groaned incessantly. Before long, he shot his load and they collapsed on the bed.

Rusty was never much of a drinker. Some times his clients would bring him alcohol, but he let them do most of the drinking. It made it easier for him to escape if need be. He drank his beer slowly as the others chugged away.

Sandra and Lexi were babbling/gossiping about a bunch of people Rusty and John didn't know. John was excited though. He was sure that Sandra was DTF. Rusty drank his beer, not paying much attention to the girls until a couple had approached them.

"What are you dating 12 year old now?" The guy mocked. The girl just laughed as she smoked her cigarette. She sounded like a real floozy.

"Better than the 6 year old she used to date," Lexi retorted as she poured another beer.

"You went from me to these scrawny wimps."

"Who are you calling a wimp?" Rusty might be scrawny, but he's no chicken.

"Oh please, I could take you down with my eyes closed." The jerk went on about how Sandra was a loser and she'd never get any better than him. She looked like she was about to cry. Rusty told him to piss off. He got angry and squared up. He threw a punch, which missed, and that was all he got in. Rusty made quick work of him. The floozy was cracking up.

"Dude, you just got beat up by a little boy." She lit another cigarette.

"Let's go," he hissed as he walked away.

Sandra couldn't help but smile. He finally got his. Lexi was rather impressed. For a skinny guy, Rusty could throw a decent punch.

The rest of the night was less eventful. They talked and milled around the boardwalk for a while. Eventually, the girls caught a cab home, and the boys headed back to the hotel.

Craig was alone at the ship's wheel. He was bringing them back to the dock. They would be in by sunrise, could get Rusty and start making their way towards Los Angeles. Sharon woke up to realize she was alone in bed. She got up and began to wander. She saw one of Craig's shirts and put it on. When she got to the deck, the cold air sent chills down her legs. It was easy to find Craig, manning the ship in just his boxers. He was too damn cute. Sharon enjoyed the view for a moment, then she went up to him and slipped her arms around his waist. Sharon's head rested at his shoulder and she enjoyed the salty air as she stood in the wind.

The morning eventually came. The two lovebirds got dressed and brought the boat back to the dock. They headed back to the hotel to get Rusty. John's parents picked him up. The hotel room was in one piece. The trio drove home, stopping for breakfast sandwiches along the way.

Brenda and Fritz were at home eating lunch.

"A charity event? Brenda, you hate those."

"No I don't." She insisted.

"Then why do you always say you're in Atlanta visiting your father when you're at home."

"Well, I just didn't want to go to those events. I don't hate them ALL."

"Why's this one so special?"

Brenda smiled. "This one will be in the Prickly Pear."

"That new restaurant. We could just go." Fritz was amused. Brenda was in it for the food.

"We should, but anyway, the owner is really nice, very pretty and single. I think she'd be perfect for Gabriel."

Fritz sighed. Brenda was at it again. "More matchmaking?"

"Yes! Anyway, I'll need a new dress."

"Of course you will," he muttered. He shook his head. When Brenda had a plan, no one stopped her.

Monday

Rusty drove himself to school. Sharon got ready for work. Her routine was normal: wake up, shower, get dressed, coffee, fruit and yogurt for breakfast, but she didn't feel like she was all there. Something was off.

Craig was in his home gym. He had Saturday's lift to make up: squats, romanian deadlifts, barbell glute bridges, and calves as well as his normal Monday lift to do today. He decided legs in the morning and his Monday's lift would be after dinner. The weight felt a bit heavier than usual this morning. Craig didn't feel like he was 100% awake. After his lift, he took a shower and made breakfast: scrambled eggs, bacon, toasted bagel, fruit, milk, and coffee. Today was going to be a long day. There was a lot of paperwork he had put off between the conference and the trip to the beach. He was not looking forward to it.

Craig got to work and his secretary already had a list of messages from him. He took the stack from her as he walked into his office. He saw a mountain of paperwork.

"Gross," he grumbled as he sat down.

He started the forms and he meant to finish them, but he just got bored. "If anyone asks," he told his secretary, "I'm on an important Skype call."

He turned on his monitor and started to watch Arrested Development.

Sharon's work was uneventful. Again, Chief Pope was going on about budget cuts, so Taylor was running around looking for ways to save money. He almost died when he saw the coffee machine in Major Crimes until Sharon reminded him, yet again, that it was a present. The team had their mandatory skills work for their counter-terrorism response certification, yet another way of saving money, so it was just Sharon and Provenza in the office, while the rest of the team was away.

Lou was quite pleasant actually. He was content with free coffee, a newspaper, and no scumbags to handle.

After work, Sharon came home and made a simple dinner for her and Rusty, bacon wrapped chicken breasts with a side salad. She could just stick it in the oven, use the timer, and Rusty loves bacon.

They sat down for dinner. Rusty was ecstatic: crispy bacon, tender chicken, happy teenager. Sharon, however was distracted. She was cutting her food, but not really eating it.

"Something wrong?"

"Huh!" Sharon snapped back into reality. She had no idea where her brain had been, but it had been somewhere else. "Oh I was just …."

"You got it bad, don't you."

"Got what bad?" Sharon was confused.

"You're totally lovesick. Every time Craig is gone, you go off onto another planet."

"I do not," she defended, although she totally did. She started reminiscing about being on the deck with him Saturday night, and her brain totally drifted away again.

"Earth to SHAR-RON!"

"Rusty!" Sharon dropped her fork on the floor.

He laughed and said, "thanks for dinner. I'll be in my room."

Sharon sighed. Why did Craig have to be at home? Why can't he be here, with me?

Craig lifted again before dinner. He was still not quite himself, which was odd. He was always in the zone for gym time, but today, his brain was not with him. He went to look in his fridge for dinner. He saw ground beef: spaghetti and meatballs. He started to spice the meat when his phone rang.

"Hello. Hey honey, what's going on?" Hearing Sharon's voice was enough to wake him up.

"I've been a mess all day. Not paying attention; head in the clouds."

"Me too. I could barely get through the day."

Craig's stomach growled. Putting phone on speakerphone. He continued to prepare dinner.

"Are you busy tomorrow morning?" She asked him.

"No," well he had today's work to do then, but it could wait a couple of hours.

"Want to come over tonight for dessert?" Sharon was soliciting a booty call. There's a first time for everything.

"That would be great. What time, should I come by?"

"9:30?"

"Perfect. See you soon." Craig put the meatballs in the oil and began to sear them. In another pot, he boiled some water.

About 15 minutes later, Craig was eating a bowl of spaghetti. He looked at the time. He needed a shower and to get going.

"Dessert? Why did I say dessert?" Sharon cursed herself as she got to the kitchen. She really just wanted sex and some post-sex cuddling. She started making cupcakes. Hopefully, they'll be done before he gets here. She had a box of red velvet cake mix. After stirring the ingredients, she poured the batter into the tray and stuck it in the oven. Now to make the frosting.

Rusty smelled chocolate as he did his homework. He went into the kitchen to see cupcakes in the oven and a bowl of frosting in the fridge.

Sharon was taking a shower.

"Lovesick cupcakes?" Rusty didn't get it, but he was ready to help her eat them. He turned around and noticed the candles on the table and the wine in the ice bucket.

"Someone has a date." Rusty went back to his room. Hopefully, he could get a cupcake before Craig got there.

Craig put on a simple button down shirt, blue with green stripes and jeans. He brushed his hair and headed out the door.

Sharon got out of the shower and threw a dress over her head. She rushed to check on the cupcakes. Perfect. She took the out and then went back to her room, makeup, hair, etc. She came back and put the cupcakes on the cooling rack. She did the dishes and then looked at the time, 9:15. The cupcakes needed more time to cool before she put icing on them. Rusty came out. He didn't speak, but his eyes said it all.

"I'll bring you one when they're ready."

Rusty grinned and went back to his room.

The doorbell rang. Sharon opened it and Craig immediately swept her into his arms and kissed her. She moaned in his mouth and smiled as he set her back down.

"They smell delicious."

"I bet they're ready for icing," she said as she went to the fridge. She took out the cream cheese frosting and put it into her piping bag. She quickly frosted each cupcake and then brought one to an awaiting Rusty.

"Shall we?" Sharon said as she returned to the kitchen. Sharon look fantastic. Her hair was down and one lock fell in front of her eyes. She had on a little black dress that hugged her curves and made her eyes and skin stand out. Craig saw his dessert alright. He slipped his arms around her waist and went in for another kiss. His lips were nice and soft and his hands firm as he held her close. The cologne he had on smelled really nice, spicy, earthy.

After a couple of minutes, Craig broke the kiss. "I am dying for one of those cupcakes."

Sharon laughed and she got two little plates. Craig opened the wine and poured it. The cupcakes were delicious, and the frosting was just right. Craig got a bit of it on his upper lip and Sharon wiped it off with her thumb.

The wine was nice and cold, just right for washing down the fluffy cupcakes. They chatted about their day for a bit but this didn't take long. They made it to the couch and Sharon put on some jazz. She turned to him and kissed him, intently. She knew exactly what she wanted tonight. He grabbed her hips and pulled her onto his lap, his hands groping her ass as her hands unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his chest. Sharon started to moan as Craig kneaded her tender flesh, her hot breath hitting his ear, driving him mad with lust.

Rusty snuck into the kitchen for another cupcake. They were so good. He slipped back into his room, leaving the lovers be.

Sharon ground her hips onto his as their tongues danced about. She could feel his hardness pressing to her leg. He started nibbling on her neck. "Oh God!" she panted into his ear. "That feels good." Sharon was on fire. Everything about Craig, his smell, taste, touch, drove her wild.

"I want you so bad," he hissed into her ear as his hand slipped between her thighs.

"Have me," she husked into his ear. He did not need to be told twice. He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom, her head resting on his shoulder. He set her on the bed and swiftly pulled off her dress, leaving Sharon in her black lace underwear set. Sharon pulled off Craig's pants, and the duo undressed each other rapidly.

Craig's lips explored Sharon's body, starting with her lips and making his way down her neck, across her collar bone, breasts and down her stomach. Each kiss felt like an ember on her skin. "Oh GOD!" Sharon groaned. She was very wet and ready for Craig to take her. He started to kissing her thighs and calves. Sharon was quite intoxicating. He wanted all of her. She opened her legs for him, and he began to lick her, slowly tasting her as his tongue swirled around her inner folds.

"AHHH!" She cried out as his tongue started to tease her clit. His mouth felt amazing, but she really wanted something larger. "FUCK ME!" she begged. He looked up at her; her eyes darkened. Craig opened her bedside drawer, found a condom and put it on. Sharon grabbed her knees with her hands, opening herself for him. He pulled her hips to his and began to push his way inside. "Yes," she moaned as he filled her. She pulled his body close, her lips crashing onto his as he began to thrust. He quickly found his rhythm as she bit his chest and scratched his back. Sharon was so close. She was ready to burst. Her hips started raising to meet Craig's thrusts and soon, she was gushing.

Craig didn't skip a beat. He pulled her on top of him, and she began to ride him, her hips bucking intently. She felt amazing. It wasn't long until she had another orgasm. Craig was soon to follow. They collapsed on the bed, side by side.