Anna
Exhaustion doesn't begin to describe how I currently feel. I worked through the night to get everything done so that I can take the day off with Sidney today and there was a lot to do.
Yesterday, with my team and legal, we put together a plan on how to handle the fallout from the article. Then I coordinated with Matt's team on language and process for responding to press requests. Finally, I had to create a brief for legal outlining the facts and details that Rossi omitted from his article. They agree that there is nothing legally to be done but wanted the details should it become relevant. It's embarrassing to have my life's mistakes in black and white for all to read but I did it.
Once that work was done, I had to execute the plan and respond to all of the requests for interviews by other reporters. The press release from the Penguins organization was short and direct supporting me and my work with the team. With the day off today, we're going communications silent and will deal with the shit tomorrow. I've created the messaging that the interns will share with their players and I'll prepare the coaching staff tomorrow morning myself. Today will be uneventful if everyone stays away from the media. We've even asked the guys to stay off of their social media too.
Now, as I wait for Sid to pick me up, I stifle a yawn and hope that I can find a burst of energy to enjoy our day together. I was surprised when Sid told me to wait in my room and he would come to me.
As if he knew that I was thinking of him, there is a knock on my door. Sid is smiling widely when I open it.
"Hi" I say and smile back.
"Hi" Sid replies.
I move back to let him in and Sid kisses me quickly and thoroughly then moves into the room.
"I assume that you haven't had breakfast" Sid says.
"You assume correctly."
"Good, come here" he walks to the sofas and places a paper bag on the table. "I have coffee and breakfast. Ignore the carb laden food. There are no calories today."
"A calorie free day huh?"
"Yes."
"Ok then" I say and sit beside him.
He hands me a cup of coffee and then pulls the food out of the bag. The pastries look very calorie laden but I decide to ignore them as Sid suggested.
"Oh these are so good" I say as I bite into one. "Seriously delicious."
"I'm glad that you approve."
I curl up next to Sid and finish off my pastry. I almost sigh when he puts his arm around me and pulls me close to him.
"Mmm so good" I say.
That's the last thing that I remember until I wake up in my bed.
"Good morning" Sid says.
I look to the other side of the bed and he's sitting up against the headboard reading my iPad.
"I guess I fell asleep" I admit embarrassed.
"You did and within thirty seconds of my arrival. Should I take it personally?"
"Oh no, I'm sorry Sidney" I tell him horrified even though I know he's kidding. "I guess I wasn't able to find my second wind, huh?"
"Were you up all night?"
"Yeah, there was so much to do."
"You should have told me. We could have rescheduled" he tells me.
"No way! I'm looking forward to our day together. Well, I guess what's left of our day." I glance at the clock beside the bed and it's already noon. "Oh god, I'm so sorry Sid. The morning is shot."
"No, seriously, it's ok Anna. You need to be awake for our day together so I'd rather you sleep now rather than during. Besides, I've been reading. I hope you don't mind that I bought a book on your app."
I chuckle and stretch then crawl over to Sid. It seems I have a second and maybe even third wind. I wrap my arms around his neck after straddling him.
"I can make it up to you" I tell Sid and lean in to kiss him.
Sid kisses me back for a moment but then pulls away.
"If we start this then we'll never get out of here" he tells me with a smile.
"Ok."
I give him one last kiss and then get out of bed. Looking down, I see that my jeans are fine but my blouse is very wrinkled from my nap.
"I just need to change my top and then I'm ready to go" I tell Sid.
"Ok, I'd better wait in the other room."
I change quickly and then we're on our way. Sid still won't tell me where we're going no matter how much I beg. Unable to determine his plans, I sit back and decide to enjoy the adventure; but, I become even more curious when I see Consol in front of us. Sid pulls into the parking structure and stops the car in his spot.
"Let's go" he says to me and gets out of the car.
We walk hand in hand to the building and Sid uses his card to open the door.
"Now I'm really curious" I tell him.
Sid only smiles at me and leads me to the locker room. Equipment is hanging, drying from the previous day's practice, leaving the usual aroma hanging in the air. After all of these years, my nose still wrinkles at the disgusting stench.
"Over here" Sid leads me to the empty stall.
There are two sets of skates sitting in front of the empty stall. I recognize Sid's but not the other, smaller, skates.
"Have a seat" he says.
That's when it becomes clear to me: the other skates are for me and we're going on the ice. I sit in the stall and Sid kneels in front of me. I'm momentarily distracted by how the jeans stretch over his muscled thighs.
"Lift" he says and takes one of my feet.
I watch as Sid takes off both of my shoes then replaces them with skates. He expertly laces them up and then helps me stand.
"How do they feel?" he asks me.
I test them by taking a few steps.
"They feel good I guess" I tell him and sit down again.
"Good" he replies and then replaces his own shoes with skates.
"Sid? Everything good?" I hear from the doorway.
It's one of the security guards.
"Yeah, thanks Ed" Sid says. "I'll let you know when we leave."
"Okay."
The guard leaves and Sid finishes lacing up his skates. When he stands, he takes off his coat and puts on a Pen's warm up jacket. He helps me stand, take off my coat and put on a matching warm up jacket. A little thrill goes through me when I notice it has Sid's name and number on it.
"Come on" he says.
Sid takes my hand and leads me out of the locker room and down the hall to the ice. He steps on to the ice and then turns to me taking both of my hands.
"You said that you've never skated before so I thought we could start our day with a little skate" he tells me smiling.
Part of me is terrified and part of me is excited. I'm going to learn how to skate!
"You've done this before, right?" I tease.
"Skated?" he jokes back.
"Funny guy" I tell him. "It's not going to be a great start to the day if I fall and break my ass you know."
Sid chuckles.
"I'm very fond of that ass" he tells me. "I'm not going to let anything happen to it."
With each of my hands in his, he backs up a foot away from me and I step onto the ice.
"That's good" he says. "Bend your knees slightly and keep your hands in mine."
I bend my knees and Sid begins to skate backwards pulling me with him. We cross the ice, slowly, until we reach centre ice and Sid stops.
"Ok" he says. "With one foot, push to the side, slightly."
I've watched enough games that I know what he means and I try it. I manage to move myself forward and then too much to my left. Sid grabs me.
"That was good" he says chuckling and helping me stand upright. "This time, push a little more to the back than the side. You'll be propelled forward and less off balance."
I do it and slide forward about two feet while staying on both of mine.
"I did it!" I shout and look at Sid.
"Yep, you did" he tells me smiling widely. "Ok, let's try pushing off with one foot and then the other."
It takes me a while to get the hang of it without going off balance. I would have been on my ass a few times if Sid hadn't been holding me up.
"Stop here" he says. "Stay there and I'm going to go back a bit. Do it again without my help and skate to me."
Sid lets go of my hands and backs up a few feet. I bobble a bit but then balance. Oh boy, I hope there's a trainer on standby for when I fall. Sid seems to be confident in me so I use that confidence and push off, first with one foot and then the other. I over correct my first push and fall forward. Sid catches me
"Good try" he says.
I'm holding onto his biceps tight so that I don't fall and his hands are holding my waist.
"I almost landed on my face" I tell him laughing.
"Almost doesn't count. Let's try it again."
I chuckle again.
"Ok, let's try it again" I tell him.
He skates away, stops and then holds out his hands to me. I push off with one foot and then the other managing to glide directly to Sid this time.
"I did it!"
"You did it!"
We say it at the same time. I leap into Sid's arms and he twirls me around, fast, since we're on the ice. When he finally puts me down, I regain my footing but stay in his arms.
"This is fun" I tell him. "Why did you want to skate as part of our date?"
Sid shrugs.
"I spend most of my life on the ice but you've never even skated before. I thought you might want to experience this part of my life."
"It's a brilliant idea" I tell him. "I've thought about taking lessons but there never seems to be the time."
Sid smiles. " You don't need lessons when you have me. we'll need to practice more but, um, do you want to go around the rink?"
I smile back and nod. Sid turns so that we're side by side, he places one arm around me and holds my hand with the other. He pushes off and we start gliding together.
"Ok?" he asks.
"It's awesome. Faster!" I tell him.
He grins and picks up speed. We are at the other end of ice quickly and I know that I have a huge smile on my face. This is so much fun.
"Bend your knees slightly as we turn" he tells me.
I do as he says and we pick up speed coming out of the corner.
"Wow!" I cry out and hear Sid's laughter in return.
We go around the ice three times then Sid slows us down and turns so that he's holding both of my hands and skating backwards. He guides us around the ice one more time. I throw myself into his arms when he stops and he twirls us around again.
"This was so much fun" I tell him.
When he stops and puts me down, I cup his face.
"This was a wonderful idea" I say and kiss him. "I'm going to be an expert skater before you know it."
"Let's start small by trying to stay on your feet."
We both laugh and Sid moves a few feet away so that I can try my 'skating' again. I don't know how long my lesson continues but, by the end, I can skate to centre ice and back. Of course Sid has to catch me when I get to the centre because I haven't mastered stopping yet.
"Have you had enough?" Sid asks me some time later.
"I have to admit, I know that you guys work hard and you definitely make this look easy, but I never realized just how hard skating is."
"You're a natural."
"You're a good liar" I tell him chuckling. "Can I have a stick next time?"
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves babe. You want to do this again?"
He looks hopeful and unsure at the same time. It's adorable. I glide toward Sid and into his arms.
"I'd love to do this again" I tell him. "In fact, can we plan this every week?"
"Like 'date night'?"
"Yeah, like a date night. We can skate first."
"And then?" he asks and winks.
"And then, maybe dinner."
"And then?"
"We'll have to get creative after that I guess."
Sid chuckles and says "I can be very creative."
"I have no doubt."
Sid takes my hands and rubs them with his.
"I should have thought to get you gloves. Sorry baby."
"It's ok."
"Ready to get warm?" he asks.
"Wow, you are so corny. Yeah, let's go."
We get off the ice and walk back to the locker room hand in hand. This was a great way to start the day and I love that we've planned to do it again. This is exactly what we need to do more of together.
"Have a seat" Sid says and begins to undo the laces of my skates. "We'll have to double your socks next time. Your feet are so cold."
"They're ok" I tell him but he rubs his hands quickly over them. "Hey, don't start something unless you're willing to finish it."
He chuckles and moves to my second skate. When he's done, Sid sits to remove his own skates while I put on my shoes. I hug his jacket to me.
"Can I keep this?" I ask.
"You want a Pen's warm up jacket? They'd give you any Pen's gear if you ask for it."
"No, I want one of your warm up jackets."
I watch Sid's eyes soften and he leans in to kiss me. I hold the back of his head so that he can't pull back and I deepen the kiss for a few moments.
"Is that I yes?" I ask.
"Of course."
Sid pulls out his phone and sends a text. When he looks up, he must notice that I'm puzzled.
"Just letting security know that we're leaving" he tells me.
I watch Sid hang his skates up at his locker and then put skate guards on mine.
"I'll ask the guys tomorrow where we can keep these" he tells me.
"Ok."
We leave the locker room hand in hand both grinning after a very fun start to the day.
Sidney
As Anna recounts how much she loved her first skating lesson, I take a moment to enjoy how excited she is and how well the day is going. I was a little worried when I saw how tired Anna was this morning and then even more worried when she fell asleep. Maybe we should have rescheduled after the shit that happened yesterday. I didn't think that she'd have to work all night and then be exhausted today. Changing our morning plans was the least that I could do so that she could be alert and enjoy the rest of our day.
"Where to next?" Anna asks me.
"I thought that we could watch a movie at my place."
"What movie?"
"It's a surprise" I tell her and she groans.
After parking my car in the garage, I take her bag in one hand and her hand in the other as we go into the house. I leave her bag at the foot of the stairs and lead Anna into the kitchen.
"Would you like something to drink? Wine?" I ask.
"How about some water? I'll have wine tonight with dinner."
"Ok."
I get a bottle of water for each of us and then begin making popcorn.
"Popcorn?" Anna asks.
"What's a movie without popcorn?"
She giggles and sits at the breakfast bar to watch me.
"See something you like?" I ask.
"Always. You could always bend over and really give me a show."
I decide to indulge her and reach into a lower cupboard for a bowl.
"Ok?" I ask and look over my shoulder.
"Hmm, that's good for now."
I laugh and fill the bowl with the popcorn.
"Come on" I tell her.
We go downstairs to the theatre room and Anna settles on one of the plush sofas while I set up the movie. I begin feeling some apprehension as I set it up. I would be relentlessly ridiculed if the guys ever found out that I voluntarily watched this movie never mind went to the trouble of hunting it down and begging for a copy.
"Ready?" I ask Anna.
"I guess. You look, well, odd."
"Ok, so, I had to chase this down but I knew you'd want to see it. Um, Pat actually had to get involved and ask the studio for it because it isn't even in theatres yet. Thankfully CAA represents some of the actors and producers on the movie."
"Enough already, let's see what it is."
I settle beside Anna on the sofa and am momentarily distracted as she leans into me and settles her hand on my thigh. Briefly I consider forgoing the movie but I've been looking forward to seeing Anna's reaction all day and we'll have lots of time for 'fun' later.
"Come on Sid."
I start the movie and watch Anna rather than the screen. The moody music starts and Anna's eyes narrow as she tries to figure it out. Without even seeing the screen, I know exactly when the movie title comes on because Anna looks surprised and then smiles widely up at me.
"How did you get this?" Anna asks. "It isn't in theatres for another few months."
I pause the movie and see the title 'Fifty Shades Freed' across the screen.
"I told you" I say. "I had Pat help."
"Well, I'd thank him the next time I see him but I think I'd be too embarrassed."
"You should have seen me ask him for help. The only way that I was able to do it was because I told him it was for you."
"Your secret reading remains a secret."
"Yep" I agree. "Ready?"
Anna smiles again and settles back into my arms nibbling on popcorn while I restart the movie. After all of these years, Anna is the only person that I ever told about reading the Fifty Shades of Grey books and I definitely never told anyone that I watched the movies too. I think it was less about the embarrassment, even though it is embarrassing, and more because it was something that only Anna and I shared.
I quickly get caught up in the movie and it's only when I feel Anna's hand stroke up and down my thigh that I'm drawn back to the woman in my arms. It's definitely distracting, feeling her fingers lightly travel up and down my thigh as a particularly sexy scene plays out on screen. Maybe I should have thought this through more carefully. We may never get to dinner if she keeps this up; but, before I can act on my thoughts, the scene changes and we're both drawn back into the story.
"They really got better as they went along, you know" Anna says as the credits roll. She looks up at me. "That was a great surprise."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it."
"I'm still stunned that you were able to get a copy."
"Well we have to keep that our secret. I think Pat had to do some fast talking to get the studio to let me borrow a copy. They would only give me a non-copying DVD and I had to promise to send it back to them tomorrow."
"Then I'm even more impressed" she says and climbs onto my lap.
Once she's straddling me, Anna wraps her arms around my neck and lays her forehead on mine.
"Do you want something Miss Stanton?" I ask mimicking the movie.
"I may Mr. Crosby."
She tilts her head so that our lips meet. Quietly and slowly we explore as if we both want to savour every touch and taste. I slide one of my hands under her shirt so that I can feel the warmth of her skin and the other cups her ass that looks incredible in her jeans. It feels even better.
"Mmmm" Anna responds to my touch and I can feel my body instantly respond to her moan.
I change the angle of our kiss and it gives me the opportunity to slide my tongue between her lips. Anna's meets me eagerly and her fingers twist into my hair. I slide the hand that is on her back slowly to her waist and then up until my thumb can brush over her nipple through the lace bra. Anna gasps when I flick it giving me the opportunity to bite down lightly on her lower lip. I run my tongue over it to sooth and then bite again as Anna's hips push and grind against mine in response.
I slide my lips over her jaw and then to the soft skin of her neck. Her hair is down so I have to pull it back from her face to give my lips access. It's so long that I can wrap it around my hand and pull her head back to give me better access to her neck and clavicle.
"How long do we have before dinner?" Anna whispers.
"Not nearly enough time" I respond.
Slowly we pull apart, both breathing heavy, and I can see my desire reflected on Anna's face. Not for the first time, I want to deviate from my plans for the day and throw her down on the couch. Hmm, that brings back some good memories.
"What are you smiling about?" Anna asks me.
"I was just thinking about the first time that you were here with me watching a movie."
I can see Anna trying to remember and then know exactly the moment when she does.
"Oh, yeah. That was fun" she grins at me. "Are you sure we don't have time to walk down 'memory lane'?"
"You tempt me but I have an evening planned too."
"And I already spoiled out morning" she frowns.
"You didn't spoil anything babe" I kiss her lightly. "I much prefer you awake and up for anything than falling asleep on me during the day. Stop it, ok?"
"Ok" she agrees and kisses me. "When do we need to leave for dinner?"
I look at my watch and reply "a little over an hour."
She jumps off of my lap and scoops up the popcorn bowl and our empty water bottles.
"That doesn't give me much time. Can I have a shower?"
"Of course" I reply. Oh, wait. "Do you want to use the master or, um, the guest bath has clean towels and stuff?"
Since she's moved out, I don't know what to do about where she showers and dresses. Would she be uncomfortable in my room? Is it rude for me to suggest the guest bath?
She walks over to me, leans down and kisses me.
"I'll take the guest bath so that I'm not in your way getting dressed" she walks to the door. Before she leaves the room, she turns and says "besides, I bought a new dress for tonight and want it to be a surprise."
Then she's gone and I begin fantasizing of taking that new dress off of her later.
Finally, I shake off my day dream and close up the room. When I pass the guest bath on the way to my room, I can hear the water running and beginning thinking of a very wet, very naked Anna. That's about all I can take and need to do something about it if I'm going to get through the rest of the day without pushing her against the nearest surface immediately.
In my bathroom, I turn on the shower, hot, and quickly strip. Under the spray of hot water, with one hand rested against the wall and my mind on the very wet Anna, it doesn't take me long to take care of my 'problem.' More relaxed, I'm able to take my time showering and going over the rest of our day. I think I'll give the restaurant a call to make sure that everything is set up for us.
Standing in my shorts, I stare at the clothes in my closet and consider that this is the one thing that I didn't plan. What should I wear? I'm going to wear a suit, of course, but tie or no tie is the question. Inspired from our afternoon movie, I choose a black pin striped suit and a grey tie, which gives me lots of ideas for later.
Dressed, I walk down the hall and hear the hair dryer from the guest bath, then go downstairs. My call to the restaurant confirms that everything is ready for us. I scroll through email as I wait for Anna. Pat has sent me a long one detailing all of the requests for interviews coming from Rossi's article. Anna told me that the Pen's PR team was not responding to anything except emergencies today so the press must have decided to go directly to Pat after receiving no replies from Anna or her team. There's nothing Pat wants me to do, he simply wanted me to be aware in case I'm asked. It does surprise me when he says that he'll be coming to town tomorrow and should be here for practice. I guess this thing has blown up to the point where he wants to take care of it personally.
I'm in for another surprise when I listen to a voicemail from my dad. He and my mom will be arriving tomorrow at 1pm. They know that it's a game day so they wanted to give me the details so that I can wear ear plugs to bed. This way I won't hear them when they get to the house during my nap. They have their own keys and, usually, I won't hear anything once I'm actually asleep but I don't like to take any chances. My mom will make sure that she and I don't see or talk to each other until after the game. I feel bad but, you know, routines have to be followed.
My attention is diverted from my phone when I hear Anna's heels clicking on the tile as she walks to the kitchen. When she comes around the corner, I'm actually rendered speechless.
My first glance is to the shoes that are currently clicking as they continue to walk into the kitchen. They are skyscraper high and very thing. My eyes travel up her legs, clad in the sheerest stockings, and there are a lot of them. I send a silent 'thank you' that she's an avid runner because she has the best legs I've ever seen.
It takes me a while to reach her dress because it is incredibly short. Shit, I bet that she can't even bend over. It barely covers her ass. The dress itself is a deep blue and loosely skims over her body. It scoops over her breasts and completely covers her arms appearing to be demure until I glance back down at the mile of legs.
She's left her hair down, cascading over her shoulders, and made up her eyes so that they sparkle huge and green at me. Her lips are nude but plump as they smile at me. Very slowly, her smile slips and she frowns.
"Sidney?"
It's only when she says my name that I realize I've been sitting at the kitchen table staring at her without saying a word. I give myself a mental shake and quickly walk to her.
"I have no words for how beautiful you look" I lightly kiss her lips. "I was momentarily speechless. You are stunning baby."
Her frown clears up, she smiles again, and her hands run over my lapels.
"You look very handsome yourself Sidney."
We grin at each other for a few minutes and then I step back and offer her my arm.
"We have reservations" I tell her.
Anna
The day has been incredible. Sidney thought of everything and managed to make it an easy day of things we both like and could do together. The point of the day wasn't what we did but rather that we were together and I'm glad that Sid didn't over-engineer it. Skating and a movie was the best way to spend the afternoon and dinner has been, well, incredible.
I lean back in my chair glad that I didn't wear a form fitting dress. I may have eaten more today than I've eaten in the past three days but I've loved every minute of it.
"Have another bite" Sid says and holds up the folk full of cheesecake.
"I cannot eat another bite" I tell him.
"Just one bite."
"No, really, I can't."
"It's just one bite" he tells me.
"Do you know who Monty Python are?" I ask him. Sid nods quizzically. "They did a sketch at a restaurant where the diner ate everything on the menu. He ate and ate and ate. At the end of the meal, they bring him the cheque and the server offers him a mint. He refuses. The server says 'it's just one mint sir.' Again he refuses. 'But it's one little mint.' This goes on and on until the diner finally gives in and eats the mint."
"What happens?" Sid asks me.
I pause for dramatic effect then tell him.
"He eats the mint and his body explode. Partially digested food goes everywhere."
"Gross" Sid says and makes a face. "Are you saying that's what would happen to you if you eat this last piece of cheesecake?"
"No, I was just trying to get your mind off of feeding me that last piece of cheesecake."
Sid laughs and eats the last bite himself.
I know we must be sitting here grinning like idiots at each other but I can't seem to care. This is the happiest I've been since, well, I can't remember being this happy, ever. There are no secrets between us, nothing to fuss over or worry about, and nothing to come between us.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that Pat is coming in tomorrow. He's received a lot of calls about the article and wanted to be here personally" Sid tells me.
"Is there a problem?" I ask.
An agent doesn't fly in with only a day's notice unless there is a problem or they're worried about something. The article has caused enough of a stir that I guess it makes sense Pat would come in but I want to make sure that is the situation here.
"No problem beyond the article. He hasn't been to Pittsburgh in a while nor has he seen my parents."
"Your parents?" I quickly pick up on that small but important detail.
"Oh, yeah, that's the other thing. My parents are visiting too. They'll be in tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh."
Wow, the article, the agent and the parents in three days and all of this following Taylor's volatile visit. This is way too much for one week.
"Is that a problem?" Sid asks.
"Not a problem per se" I reply. "It's going to be the first time that I've seen them since, you know."
"Oh" he repeats.
"Yeah, ok, well" I give my head a shake. "I guess we will do the family thing all at once; first Taylor and now your parents. We've never talked about them Sidney. They must hate me."
"They don't, honest."
"What do they know?"
I don't have to expand. Sid knows that I'm referring to the abortion.
"They know everything except for that" he tells me. "I told my mother you lied about something important, really important, but that it was private."
"I can't image that your mother was happy with you leaving it there."
"Not really but she respects me and knows that I take confidences seriously."
"Oh. So what can I expect? Do they still love me, hate me, something in between?" I ask.
"Let's say somewhere in between although leaning closer to love than hate."
"That's encouraging."
"Everything will be fine Anna, really."
"You're sure?"
Sid reaches across the table and takes my hand.
"I'm absolutely sure babe."
I decide to take his lead and hope for the best. Besides, I don't want anything to ruin the rest of our evening.
"Ok then" I finish my glass of wine. "I think that I'm a little bit drunk Mr. Crosby."
I can feel the wine making me light headed but I was careful not to drink too much.
"That's ok Miss Stanton" he says and gestures for to the server for the cheque. "But no more wine for you. I have plans for you tonight and you'll need to have your wits about you."
"I have my wits" I confirm.
"Good."
Our conversation is interrupted by the server and Sid pays for our dinner. We are quickly on our way back to his house.
"So what do you have planned for the rest of our evening?" I ask.
"Why do you think I'm going to tell you when I've resisted all day?"
Remembering the last time I had a few drinks and was in Sid's car, I reach over and place my hand on his thigh, close to his knee, and am rewarded with his quick intact of air.
"Anna" he says.
"Yes" I reply.
"It's a secret."
"So you said."
I slowly slide my hand up his thigh, very slowly, achingly slow until I finally reach my goal. Just as slowly, I trace him through the material and hear his breathing quicken. That's not the only part of his body responding.
"You can continue to play" he tells me. "But you'll only succeed in my driving us off the road. I'll never divulge my secrets no matter how creative you are."
I sit back in my seat and put both of my hands in my lap.
"Fine" I tell him on a huff, teasing.
"You're so cute" he retorts.
We arrive at his house shortly and Sid leads me directly upstairs and into his bedroom. One light is on in the corner casting a romantic hue to the room. I also notice that the gym bag that's perpetually in the corner of the room is gone, as is the clutter of things he throws on the bureau but forgets are there. In fact, the entire room looks different, tidier I guess, so I look at Sid. He smiles sheepishly and shrugs.
"I know it's usually a mess" he tells me.
"Not a mess, no" I reply. "I actually love how you need order absolutely everywhere but your home."
"I can't be perfect."
"Neither can I" comes out of my mouth before I realize it.
Sid steps closer to me and cups my cheeks with his hands. In my heels, we are the same height and I can look him directly in the eyes.
"I want you" he whispers. "I love you."
I feel his words spread through like warm goo that travels with my blood. It goes everywhere and heats me everywhere it goes.
"I love you" I whisper as his lips touch mine.
His kiss is soft and his lips gently sip at mine. It's only when his hands slide lower and skim my body that I remember the lingerie I brought for tonight. I lean away from Sid.
"I'll be back in a minute" I tell him.
"Ok."
I smile, kiss him lightly one more time, and then leave the room. I left my bag in the guest bathroom so that I could change and surprise Sidney.
Once in the bathroom, I undress, retouch my make-up and brush my hair so that it flows over my shoulders the way Sidney likes. I know that he loves me in blue so I bought the dress and matching lingerie in that colour. I look critically at my reflection once I'm in the panty and bra set. It's taken me years but my body is finally thin and toned. Who knew that stress was the cure?
After a last fluff of my hair, I pull on the matching short satin robe and walk barefoot to Sid's bedroom. He's at the dresser setting his phone in its cradle. There is music playing softly that I recognize as one of Sid's favourite bands. He's rid himself of his jacket and tie and his shirt is open to reveal his tee shirt.
I know the exact moment he knows I've arrived. He briefly stands absolutely still and then slowly turns to me. More warmth flows through me when I watch his eyes widen and then soften.
"You are so beautiful" he whispers.
I walk further into the room and Sid meets in the middle. With each of his hands, he reaches up and plays with the ends of my hair.
"So very beautiful" he whispers again.
I lean in, kiss him, and then take a step back. Slowly I shrug each of my shoulders and the robe slides down to my elbows revealing the swells of my breasts and the top of the blue lace. I'm rewarded by watching Sid's eyes widen and darken, his iris and pupil become indistinguishable, and his tongue darts out and licks his bottom lip. When he reaches out, I bat his hand away and smile.
"Oh no, I need a little something myself if you want to see more" I tease him.
Sid smiles, steps back and holds out his arms. Oooo, he's like a present for me to unwrap. First I take one of his wrists, release the button, and then repeat on the other sleeve. That gives me the room to slide his shirt down his arms and completely off. Next I pull his tee shirt from his pants and up over his head. I do this slowly and skim my fingers over the warm skin I reveal smiling when I feel Sid shiver.
"My turn" Sid says after I toss his tee shirt aside.
I stand still and watch as Sid slowly slides my robe further down my arms until it drops to the floor. His hands drop away as his eyes look me over top to bottom and then back up again. He steps closer to me and leans down to run his nose up my neck stopping at my ear where he leaves a kiss. His lips kiss down my neck, chest and over the swell of one breast and then the other. My hands naturally gravitate into his hair as he nuzzles and kisses my breasts. I gasp when his lips capture my nipple through the lace. Between his lips, teeth and the friction of the lace, I'm momentarily lost in sensation.
I don't even feel him unclipping my bra but it soon follows my robe onto the floor. He captures my lips in a quick but thorough kiss and then pulls me up and into his arms. My legs encircle his waist and I grip his shoulders taking a quick moment to appreciate the hard muscles under my fingers. He walks us over to the bed and then slowly releases me so that I slide down his body and my now naked breasts warm over his skin.
I turn and strip back the comforter and sheet before I sit on the bed. With one hand over his belt, I pull him closer so that he's standing directly in front of me and at a perfect height. Looking up, I watch Sid while I undo his belt and then pants, letting them fall to the floor. He stays still, eyes on mine, so I pull his shorts down too. When he springs free, my eyes leave Sid's and look directly ahead, while I take him in hand. I enclose one hand around the base and, rather than using my mouth, I slowly stroke him from base to tip. It's exciting to watch him grow harder in my hand, by my hand, a couple of inches from my face.
"Stop" Sid says and pulls my hand away. "I want you too much right now. I'll embarrassment myself if you keep going."
I look up at him.
"There's nothing embarrassing about it" I tell him. "Do you have any idea what it does to me, watching your reaction to my touch, to see you lose control? I'm soaked sitting here."
Sid shuts his eyes for a moment, takes a deep breath and then kneels in front of me. He pushes my legs open wide, pushes my panties to the side and slides one finger inside of me, deep, and swirls it around.
"You're soaked baby" he whispers deeply. "So very hot and wet."
He slides one more finger in and makes a sound deep in his throat that almost has me cum right here and now.
"I need to see this close up" he says.
I feel bereft when his fingers disappear. I have to lift my hips so that Sid can pull my panties off then he tosses them aside. With both hands on one of my thighs, he pushes them wider then uses his fingers to bare me to the air. I shiver when the cool air reaches my wet skin. Sid makes that sound again and I swear I might start dripping soon.
"Sid" I moan.
"Yes,"
"Sid please."
"Please what?"
He's really going to make me beg.
"I need to feel you, please touch me, please."
He slides a finger over my clit, lower over but not inside, and then it falls away.
"Sidney please."
He chuckles and repeats the action with his finger, again and again, while I pant desperately.
"More, please Sidney, more."
This time, his finger pauses at my clit and teases alternating between pushing, rubbing and flicking; but, it's too quick and not nearly enough. Vaguely I'm aware that my hips begin to tilt and meet his touch. It's too much and not enough at the same time. It isn't until Sid's lips close over my nipple and suck, hard, that I realize I've shut my eyes. Two fingers are rubbing my clit while his teeth, tongue and lips work my nipple. When he's particularly rough, he groans and I realize that my hands are in his hair and my nails digging into his scalp. I'm lost in sensation again but not enough to go over the edge. It's like he's keeping me right at the precipice, waiting, teasing, making me wait.
"Sidney!" I cry out, very loud, begging him.
This time he acquiesces, his lips leave my nipple, his hands push my thighs wide apart and his tongue pushes inside of me. His nose collides with my clit and his tongue works me hard and fast. It doesn't take long before I explode. Electricity runs through my body, I'm hot and cold at the same time and only vaguely aware that I've fallen back on the bed.
When I can finally open my eyes, I realize that Sid's actually in bed beside me and he's pulled me completely up so I'm lying against the pillows with him.
"Hi" he says.
"Hi."
I notice that he's holding my panties.
"Nice" he says as he twirls it with his finger. "I'm sorry I didn't get to appreciate it longer."
"That's ok" I tell him. "It had the desired effect so all's good."
He chuckles, throws my panties to the side, then sits up and straddles me and grabs something from the side table. I chuckle when I see that it's the grey tie he was wearing earlier.
"Wanna play?" he asks.
"Yes please."
"Blindfold or bound?"
I think for a moment then say "blindfold. Your headboard doesn't have something to tie me to."
"Good point" he replies.
The last thing I see is his grin before he uses the tie to blindfold me. It takes a few moments to tie so that it doesn't pull my hair but he gets it.
"Ice or whip cream? Or both?" he asks me.
Oh my. More fun.
"Ice" I tell him remembering when we did the same years ago.
"I'll be back, don't move."
I feel him get off of the bed but don't hear anything again until he comes back into the room. He doesn't say anything but I hear him put something on the bedside table and then feel him get back onto the bed only beside me this time.
I gasp when I feel cold water dripping on my nipple, sliding down over my breast and to the bed. I'm more prepared but it's equally cold when he does it to the other nipple. I shiver in response but I doubt it's from the cold. Next his tongue licks up the liquid.
The bed shifts again and I feel an ice cube run over my lips dripping water into my mouth. He then slides it over my chin, down my neck, chest and then my nipple. He circles it again and again with the ice. Water is dripping where the ice cube is melting, my nipple is rock hard and he's found that incredible balance where pleasure meets some pain but it doesn't hurt.
I jump when another ice cube begins circling my other nipple. The sensation of both nipples becoming colder and colder from the ice cube is incredible. I think I'm moaning with each movement and then they're gone. The ice cube is replaced by his mouth on one nipple first and then the other. He laves, tugs and sucks while touching me nowhere else. I dig my fingers into the bed sheet trying to absorb all of the sensations then, as I vaguely wonder if I can take any more, it's all gone.
Again the bed shifts and Sid is between my legs pushing my thighs apart. He leaves kisses up on leg, thigh and then the other, avoiding where I want him most again. I shift my hips and might even mew. I think he sits up again, still between my legs, and he pushes my thighs wider apart. His finger softly touches the sensitive skin between my legs outline one lip and then the other.
"You're so sensitive after you've cum. Gloriously wet and swollen too. I love touching you right after you've cum."
His words run through me and settle exactly where he's currently touching me. I shiver every time his finger slides over my skin. Am I that wet still that his finger slides?
The bed shifts again and then he's back between my legs. He pushes one thigh wider and then I feel cold water dripping on me. It must be one of the ice cubes melting. I moan as the cold drips hit my hot, bare skin. The drips stop then, only a moment later, I feel the ice cube directly on my skin right there.
"Oh!" I exclaim.
"Ok?" he asks after moving the cube away.
"Yes" I moan. "Please, more."
He chuckles and then I feel the cube trace up and down this time. I'm so hot that the cube melts quickly and cool water accumulates between my legs beneath me. That cube must melt because I feel a bigger one start all over again. It feels so good, especially when he pushes it inside.
"Oh god! More" I cry out.
Sid begins moving the cube in and out, over and over, then up and touches my clit.
"Oh, stop" I tell him. "Owe."
He stops immediately, pulls off the blindfold and I blink a few times before I can see his worried face. I sit up quickly and hold his cheeks in my hands.
"I'm ok" I tell him. "I don't think ice was meant to go 'there'. Everything else was good, honest."
I kiss him slowly, deepening it, and can feel him relax again. I pull him down on top of me and continue kissing him until he's completely relaxed and is kissing me back ardently. Then, I push him back slightly.
"I have two requests" I say.
"Anything."
"First, can we shift over a bit? My butt is lying on very wet sheets."
Sid laughs and rolls us over until he's back on top of me and we're on dry land again.
"And the second?" he asks.
I sigh, kiss him softly and briefly, then say "make love to me."
"My pleasure" he replies.
Then he does.
Author's note: I had horrible writers block with this chapter and rewrote it twice to finally get it where I wanted. It was a balance between setting up the parent's visit and experiencing the fun of their date. Btw, if you don't know who Monty Python is, search YouTube. My favourite is the 'department of silly walks.'