APOV

I woke up in Christian's arms. He told me he's going for a run and when he returns he will get some work done so we can spend the weekend together. I cooked us breakfast while he's out. He came back from his run looking so sexy, all sweaty and panting. He showered and we ate breakfast together. Then went into his study to get work done.

I'm only wearing Christian's white dress shirt. He asked me not to dress, saying once he's finished with work, my clothes are coming off anyway.

I'm reading a book in the main room so I can hear when he's starts going thermonuclear. I don't want to disturb him, but maybe I can help calm him down.

CPOV

I'm getting pissed off because this shipment to Darfur is fucking up. We had to air drop which was costly but worth it. Now I'm trying to work this deal with a hardware store for Elliot, when I should be spending time with my girl. The hardware store he showed me wouldn't of worked, so now I'm looking in and around Seattle for a store. I think I may have found one. I'm waiting for someone to return my call. There is a timid knock on my door. Knowing who it is, I look up.

"Come in, Anastasia."

The door opens and she peeks her head in.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to interrupt."

"You're a welcomed distraction." She comes in, shuts the door and makes a show of locking it.

"Is there anything I can do to help... to.. ya know, help calm you?" She asks.

I smirk. "What'd you have in mind?" I'd like to fill that mouth of yours.

I stare at her sexy mouth. I undo my belt and pants and take out my dick, that's starting to harden. I stroke myself. Her mouth drops open as she looks from my dick to my face and back again. When she looks back at me, I see the challenge has been accepted and judging by the wicked grin. I know I will be pleased. She gets on her knees in front of me, under my desk, bites her lip then runs her tongue across her lips. My dick responds in appreciation, hardening further and twitching. Her hand fists around me. I hiss out through clenched teeth and close my eyes enjoying the moment. I place my hand over hers, to show her what to do. I love how inexperienced she is. Mine! I show her how I like it. She tightens her hold around me and moves her hand up and down with mine.

"Just like that." My voice husky with need.

I release her hand and let her continue. I lean my head back and close my eyes. Suddenly, she puts me into her mouth, sucking hard. Fuck yeah! I lift my head and watch her.

"Oh, baby." I moan.

I flex my hips pushing myself further into her mouth. I put my hand on her head to guide her. She looks up at me. I'm watching my dick disappear into her beautiful mouth. She sucks me harder.

"Fuck!" I growl out.

I close my eyes again. If I watch her, I know I will come sooner than I'd like. Fuck, this feels so good! I grab her hair and start fucking her mouth. I groan. My head back, eyes closed.

"Fuck baby!" I look at her. "How far can you go?" Her eyes meet mine and just the look in her eyes is enough to push me over the edge. But then, when I hit the back of her throat, I lose control. Watching my dick move in and out her eyes on me. I thrust into her again and again.

"Anastasia." I warn her. "I going to come in your mouth."

She doesn't stop, instead she bares her teeth and I'm done. I come into her mouth, groaning out in pleasure. Fuck! I'm panting, trying to catch my breath. She pulls me out of her mouth with a pop.

"Fuck baby! That was... good... really good. You amaze me." She smiles her sexy smile.

My phone rings. It's the hardware store. Fuck! I have to take this. She's putting me back in my pants, still under my desk.

"I have to take this, baby." I let her know. "Last call and I'm all yours. Then we'll have lunch."

"Okay. I'll just go frost the cake while I wait." I nod.

"Grey!" I answer. Anastasia is zipping my pants.

APOV

"Grey!" I'm zipping Christian's pants when he answers his phone. "Hello, Mr. Clayton." What?! I hit my head on his desk! Fuck!

"Ow." I try being quiet.

Christian covers his phone with his shoulder. "You okay, baby?" He asks concerned.

Not now. "Yeah. I'm going to go frost the Cake." I whisper quietly. He nods and I walk out.

I'm frosting the cake when I hear the elevator ~DING~ alerting it's arrival. I pay it no mind, as it is obviously not someone for me.
And as I am in the kitchen behind the counter. I just continue frosting the cake.

I hear footsteps and a woman say. "Oh dear." She sounds worried. "What's happened to Gail?"

Who's Gail? His ex-submissive?

I look up and see an attractive older couple walking to the kitchen. Crap! His parents? He did say his parents don't know of his BDSM involvement. But who is Gail?

"Now Grace, don't jump to conclusions. Gail is the best. Christian wouldn't let her go." Wow, thanks!

The man I presume to be Christian's father says. "Hello. We are Christian's parents. And you are?" His parents! I was right.

"A-Anastasia Steele." I say politely.

He says. "We would like a glass of wine, Ms. Steele. Where is our son?"

"Um... sure. He's working in his steady."

I get some wine out of the cooler. I hope this is a good one as I really know nothing about wine. I also hope it's not one Christian didn't want opened. I pour them both a glass and stay behind the counter.

"Here you are, Mr. and Dr. Grey."

"Baby, I'm finished." Christian says in his sexy voice, coming out of his study, not noticing the others in the room. "I hope you're ready for my... parents?" Somehow I don't think that is what he was going to say.

He kisses his mother's cheek and shakes his father's hand. "Mother, father. What are you doing here?"

His mother explains. "Elliot called to say you were around and it's been awhile since we've seen you. Two weeks darling."

"Elliot. I'm sure he did." I wish I could leave the room but I'm kind of in a predicament.

His father asks. "What happened to Gail son?" He glances back at me. "We've meet your new housekeeper."

Housekeeper? If I was his housekeeper wearing this I'd never get any cleaning done. I'm not sure which is a worse outfit to meet his parents in, only Christian's shirt and my panties or that sexy French maid costume.

"Gail has weekends off. This is Anastasia and she's not my housekeeper." So that's why he wanted me here this weekend?
I know we're not in a committed relationship or anything but I at least thought we'd be monogamous. I guess we still need that talk.

"Anastasia, come. I'd like you to meet my parents." Is he serious right now? I blush.

"We've already met. Hello Mr. and Dr. Grey."

"Anastasia. Let me introduce you. Come here." He says frustrated.

"Christian." I say shaking my head, trying to get him to understand.

This just upsets him. He walks over to the counter, grabs my hand and starts pulling me out from behind the counter. I pull back trying to stop him but he's much too strong.

"Christian, no. Don't."

Too late. There I stand wearing only Christian's white dress shirt and my panties. I blush a bright red. I desperately try to pull the hem down lower. At least it covers my ass. His parents both have wide eyes and raised brows. I try standing behind Christian for more coverage.

His father is the first to speak. "What is going on here son?" He looks confused.

"Mom, dad. This is Anastasia Steele. My girlfriend." He says like I'm not standing here half dressed with only his shirt on.

"Girlfriend?!" I say and look at him. He's smiles down at me. I thought he didn't do the girlfriend thing?

"Oh my word." His mother puts both her hands to her mouth.

"Ana, these are my parents." Christian continues. "Carrick and Grace Trevelyan-Grey."

"It's lovely to meet you both." I am pulled into his mother's arms.

The shirt I am wearing slides up and I know my panties are showing, on full display. Oh god!

"Mother!" Christian pulls me back to him. His arms around me. I'm still trying to make this shirt lower, pulling it down. It's useless.

"Grace, calm down." Christian's father says.

"I'm sorry dear. You have no idea how delighted I am to meet you."

"Let's not scare her off."

She waves Christian away. "Nonsense!"

"It's very nice to meet you too, Dr. Grey."

"Grace, dear. She's very pretty Christian. You're very pretty."

"Thank you."

His father finally speaks. "We thought we could have lunch together but we can see you have other plans."

"I can't. Ana and I are-"

"You can join your parents Christian. I'll just go home while you're out."

"No." He looks at me like that is the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard.

Grace says. "We don't want to intrude on your time together. Why don't you both join us? We could all go out and get to know each other." She winks and smiles.

"I don't want to be a bother."

"You're no bother, Anastasia." Christian says.

"Okay um.. just um... let me get dressed." I giggle and run to Christian's room trying to cover my ass on the way.

I look back at Christian. He's smiling a wide smile at me.

We're having lunch at the Mile High Club. Apparently, Christian owns it. Grace has been all over me like a rash. She's very friendly.

"You look so young Ana. Are you in college?"

"No, ma'am. I just recently graduated, though. I was an English Lit major."

Christian's father joins our conversation by asking. "How did you two meet?"

"Anastasia is a receptionist at GEH. She asked if I had an appointment to see myself." He laughs.

"In my defense, it was my first day. And when I asked you if I could help you, all you gave me was your name."

He kisses my temple "Yes. However, that is no reason to not know who I am."

Grace is glowing at our interaction.

"And where are you parents from?" His father continues.

"My dad lives in Montesano. My mother lives in Georgia."

"Georgia? How nice." I smile at his mother.

Lunch with the Grey's went well.

We are laying in Christian's bed naked after having sex. Again. My leg is hitched up on him and I am playing with the contours of his very sexy rock hard abs. He is playing with my hair.

"My mother liked you." He says after awhile.

I look up at him. "Really?"

"Yes. She's never seen me with a women before, or that close to someone. I'm sure if Linc hadn't of told my parents about Elena, they would probably think I'm gay."

"Then who's Gail?" I'm not upset, just curious.

"Mrs. Jones. Gail is her first name. I'm monogamous in my relationships, Anastasia." Oh, so that's why they thought I was staff.

"That explains a lot." I giggle. "I liked your mother, as well. Your father seemed nice, too."

"He's just concerned. I'm a very rich man. Don't let him get to you."

"I can understand why. I know I'm nowhere near your league. You, hot, sexy, billionaire, CEO of your own company. Me, a recent college graduate, working as a receptionist."

"Baby, no one is in my league." He says being cocky. I jab him. "OW!"

"You're full of yourself, Grey."

"I'd like to fill you with myself." I giggle.

"You already did."

"I can't get enough of you. I'm addicted."

"Christian. ... You introduced me as your girlfriend."

"Isn't that what you are? We agreed, more than friends."

"I just didn't know we labeled it" Girlfriend?!

"Do you want to be my girlfriend? If you say yes I will be devoted to you. Anastasia Steele, will you be my very first girlfriend?"

I giggle. "You sound like you're asking me to Prom."

"Well? Will you go to Prom with me?"

"No!" I laugh so loud.

"Okay. But you'll be my girlfriend, right? We can be in a committed relationship?"

I smile so big. I bite my lip. His eyes go to my mouth and darken.

"Yes."

He growls pinning me down under him, kissing me, pouring everything into this kiss.

I said yes!

A/N: Yes, Anastasia went to the Grey's BBQ but she was not introduced to the Grey's (Grace & Carrick) only Kate was. Anastasia met Mia, not Christian's parents so they wouldn't know her. (It was an event type BBQ with a lot of people there.)