A/N So I went "there" ...sort of ...finally ;) Not sure about this chapter but am giving it a try anyway. I am hoping to be tasteful and not cheesy or cross the line into vulgar. Please let me know if I hit the mark or need some more practice. Thank you.

Andy thought that their encounter with Sharon's ex would have ruined the evening, but strangely it didn't. It didn't seem to resonate at all. After Jack was safely away in a cab, Sharon had kissed him, holding his face in her two hands and asked Andy to take her home. They had walked hand in hand to his car and shared a kiss before he open her door. She held his hand in both of hers throughout the drive back to her place, not much was said of any true consequence. They discussed the food, the weather and the time they reached her garage, her head was resting against his shoulder, his hand caressing her knee.

After pulling into an available visitors space, Sharon looked at him, "Do you want to come in? Have some coffee or tea or something?" She asked.

He smiled stroking the back of her knee, "Yah, I want to come up."

They stood close in the elevator, hands entwined. Her condo was quiet and dark as they entered. She commented wistfully, "I'll have to get used to the quiet again once Rusty is away at school." Turning toward Andy she smiled, "Would you please put on some music while I get us something to drink, tea or coffee?" she asked finally releasing his hand and walking to the kitchen.

"Ah whatever your having is ok. So, you mentioned Rusty was staying with friends?" Andy asked as he found some music he liked.

"Well, not staying exactly," she called back from the kitchen. "He's camping out to get tickets for something or other," she paused trying to recall exactly what he had told her, "I know he gave me all the details ... ad nauseam but," he saw her shrug. "He won't be home until sometime tomorrow morning."

Sharon entered the living room carrying a mug in each hand, Andy stood near the sofa his jacket neatly folded over the placed their mugs down before she turned toward Andy who took her hand in his then slipped the other around her waist. She smiled at him as he pulled her close. "May I have this dance?" He whispered in her ear as he began to sway to the music. Her response was to settle into his arms with a sigh and let him lead her about the floor. Nicole's wedding was the first time they had danced. She had been pleasantly surprised that he not only liked to dance but also as he described himself "wasn't half bad." That day they had maintained a respectable distance while in each other's arms, dancing as friends. Tonight, their dance was far more intimate than that day. She enjoyed the how comfortable she felt in his embrace.

He smiled at her. Smiling back she leaned away from him placing her glasses on the end table. As she turned back, he bent and kissed her. Her hands came up and cupped his face. He pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. Their breath becoming one as their lips parted briefly only to come together again more hungry for one another.

As their bodies swayed and their kiss lingered, her hands glided across his shoulders, slipped under his suspenders and guided the straps down his arms. Never breaking the contact of his mouth on hers, Andy released his hold of her body only long enough to free his hands from the dangling suspender straps. His hands moved up her back sweeping her hair to one side. She could feel his fingers fumble at her collar until they found the tab of the zipper to her dress. Holding the fabric taught with his other hand, Andy began to slowly draw it down. He felt her gasp against his lips as his fingers softly traced down her spine. They continued to kiss and dance slowly. Sharon managed to deftly unknot his tie and undo most of his buttons as they made slow circles across the floor. Only when Andy bumped the wall did he realize that Sharon had guided the dance to the hallway.

He pulled his arms out of his sleeves as she pushed his shirt back and allowed the it to fall to the floor. Her mouth pulled on his as she tugged on his undershirt extricating it from his pants. When he broke contact to pull it over his head, he realized they were standing at her bedroom door.

Sharon took this opportunity to step out of her shoes so he needed to bend lower in order to retake her lips. She made a soft sound as he pressed her into the door jam. His fingers gently caressed the exposed skin of her back, his hands finding their way to her shoulders. His mouth traveled to her neck, her skin was warm and soft. She shuddered as his tongue ran across her pulse point then up to just below her ear. His thumbs catching the fabric of her dress, bringing it forward, to fall, revealing porcelain skin on its descent. He kissed across her shoulder, along her collar bone. Pressing her flat against the wall, he could hear her breath as it came in shallow rasps. Its warmth caressed his ear as her hands moved from her sides to release his belt. He stepped out of his trousers and managed to pull off his shoes as she backed into the bedroom stepping out of her dress that lay puddled around her feet.

He stepped away from her only when she bumped into the side of the bed and a soft, "Oh," escaped her. Looking into her eyes, he let his fingers trace along her hairline down to her ears and across her cheeks, his thumbs brushed her lips, her gentle kiss to his thumbs brought his eyes back to hers. The crinkle at their edges revealed her smile. Kissing him again her leg found its way around his, her calf rubbing against him. The action causing him to almost growl into their kiss.

His fingers worked to release the clasp at her back, which was proving to be resistant to his efforts. Breaking contact with his mouth, her delicate hands came up to join his in the middle of her back. As the clasp released, he kissed her again, his hands continued their exploration of her skin coming up her back to slide the straps down. As the garment fell away, he pulled her close one hand on her back the other cupping the soft warm flesh of her breast. She moaned softly into their kiss. Her finger tips toying with the fabric at the top of his boxers.

He began to kiss his way down her body, her neck, her collar bone, the hollow of her cleavage. The soft warm moisture of his lips sending shivers down her spine. Her hands sliding up his body as he made his descent. She held his shoulders as his mouth caressed the soft supple flesh of her breasts before moving to her stomach. His hands were then slowly guiding the last bit of her clothing down her legs to the floor. She took in a quick breath when his mouth found her hip and then the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. In his migration down her body, he had managed to extricate himself from his boxers and socks.

"Andy," she whispered as she placed her hands on his cheeks applying gentle pressure to his face to guide his lips back up to hers. She pulled his mouth to her, kissing him fiercely, pulling on his lower lip, her tongue seeking out his. He held her tight, their bodies pressed together as his hand fumbled for the bed covers. With a strong flip of his forearm, he dislodged the coverlet cascading throw pillows across the floor causing her to giggle and him to smirk before he pressed her back onto the mattress.

TBC ?