Chapter 21 "More Than This" (Same Day)

(Song suggestion-"More Than This" by Roxy Music)

Egon

The taxi ride was uneventful because we spent time in a sensual liplock the whole time, much to the cab driver's annoyance. When we arrived at her apartment complex, I pulled out my wallet, paid the driver, and followed my goddess out of the car. My jacket swallowed the petite Janine, I thought to myself as I glanced at her as she waited for me to close the door, but it was sexy. After I exited the cab, I grabbed her outstretched hand, and we walked to the door as quickly as we could as the wind blew harshly against us. The temperature had dropped since it was now nighttime.

"Wendy's at her boyfriend's, so we should be alone," My angel revealed as we entered her dark apartment. Janine flipped on the light switch, winked at me, and pointed for me to sit on the black leather sofa in the middle of the room. Smiling, my angel kicked off her stilettos and took off my jacket in a hurry. Next, she put her clutch purse on a table and skipped over to the sofa, where she sat on my lap horizontally. Then Janine put her arms around my neck and pulled me down for a deep kiss.

"I love the way you kiss me," I whispered down to her, with a sly grin, then inquired, "Janine, which do you prefer being called, angel or goddess?"

She slowly opened her eyes like she was awakening from a dream with a toothless grin. Next, she pretended to consider the question by stating pensively,

"Hhhmmmmm, 'Goddess' is good for special events, but I like 'angel' for everyday use because it is the first pet name you called me."

A moment later, my angel moaned, "oh, my feet hurt so badly. Stupid stilettos."

Janine reached down to knead her aching feet to provide them with relief.

"Lie down, my Goddess," I gently ordered her as I observed her uncomfortableness.

"Oh ?" She challenged me with a blush of her cheeks.

Playfully, I kissed her tenderly and then removed her off of my lap and onto the sofa. I pushed her shoulders gently to lie down on her back and put my arms around her soft body. As our kisses grew in ferocity, our tongues massaged each other.

Reluctantly, I pulled away from her to sit up and grasped her legs so they could stretch out comfortably. At the same time, she watched me with a questioning expression. By doing that, I observed that her dress material was very soft and quite delicate with a crafty grin. I fondled it between two of my fingers for a moment.

"Do you like my dress," Janine inquired as she watched me with interest.

"It's beautiful," I replied, gazing into her twinkling pretty blue eyes, "but hopefully, I will help you ...Ahem...remove it later."

Raising her right eyebrow, my goddess simpered, and her cheeks became fire engine red in

color.

"Oh, ow!! My feet hurt! Stupid stilettos, " she cried in pain.

Immediately, I reached for Janine's feet to soothe them. I undercovered her feet from her silky dress with a wink and delicately lifted her right foot with both of my hands.

"I'm going to give you the best foot massage you have ever had," I promised, with a hopeful expression.

"Really?" Janine responded, and I nodded with a devilish smile.

"Since I was the youngest, I 'Volunteered' to massage my Mom's feet," I explained. For a couple of minutes, I discussed the science of massage as I tenderly rubbed the bottom of her right foot with my knuckles.

"Oh," she moaned after a few minutes, "that feels so nice."

Focusing on the massage, I put my palms on either side of Janine's right foot and gently pulled the right side forward while pushing the left side back. Then I reversed the motion slowly and repeatedly as she continued to groan in relief. As Janine relaxed, I attempted not to view how seductive she was as she pulled her head back and moaned lightly as I rubbed them. Teasingly, I touched the bottom of her foot lightly to see if my Goddess was ticklish.

Suddenly, Janine simpered but still managed to get out, "I'm...quite... ticklish, E-E-Egon."

Her blue eyes twinkled, and she jerked her foot away from my hand.

I raised my left eyebrow and inquired, "Really?"

For a moment, I stopped massaging Janine's foot. I tenderly dragged my index finger down the middle of the bottom of her right foot again. Janine immediately started to wiggle it away from my hand as she giggled involuntarily while protesting, "Stop, Egon!"

Shaking my head, I did the same thing, again but across the bottom of her toes, causing her to shriek my name loudly. At the same time, she twisted around on the sofa, trying to stop me from tickling her, "Egon!!"

"Ok, ok," I relented, grinning widely, and continued to rub her feet. Silently, I observed her actions with great gratification and a slight smirk on my face.

"Another hidden talent! You are so great at this, Egon," Janine declared.

Unused to compliments from a woman, I turned red in the face and asked if I was applying too much force to her feet.

"No, it's perfect. Why are you turning crimson, my darling," she inquired, her blue eyes wide open as they could be.

"Thank you, Janine. I usually do not receive compliments from women," I revealed abashedly with a shrug of my shoulders.

"Oh, well, expect that to change, Egon. Especially now that I know that you give awesome massages," she retorted playfully, with a wink.

Wordlessly, I began to rub the arches of her right foot, and then I used one of my hands to support the top of her foot and used my other hand's thumb to press and release the top of the instep. Next, I repeated the pressing motion, all the way down to the back of the heel.

Ten minutes later, I inquired if Janine's feet felt better, and she enthusiastically thanked me with several lush kisses. She next fluffed the pillow underneath her head and crooked her index finger at me with a seductive glance. Excitedly, I leaned on my right side and kissed her. I pulled her dress upwards to feel her smooth, creamy skin, starting at her ankle and ending before touching the top of her inner thighs with a devilish grin. My face lit up with a sultry expression as I exposed her shapely legs and ran my fingertips over them, causing my love to sigh when I withdrew them from her hot skin. As I veered downwards towards her face, I placed my hands around her waist then kissed her with everything I had to give, pushing my body on hers. We began to canoodle ardently, and my pining for her caused my groin to throb severely. Erotically, Janine ground her body teasingly against my hard-on for a while, producing more blood to rush to the area and only heightened my passion for her. I groaned into her mouth as she made me feel so good. She, too, was moaning from her actions.

"You are so.. Uhm... breathtaking..can barely stand it. Part of me wants to be a gentleman and flirt with you, and the other part wants to find somewhere to...Ahem.. make love to you slowly all night," I admitted in a shy and uneasy way.

"All night," she probed, flirtatiously with a sly smile, then kissed my lips quickly, and pulled back.

"Yes," I answered, maintaining her gaze.

After a while, Janine removed my tie and shirt seductively then rubbed my chest with a delightfully sultry expression on her face. She threw my shirts on the coffee table. Janine slid her hands all over my bare chest, intentionally keeping her eyes on me with a mischievous gaze. This produced all sorts of prickling sensations over my upper body. Finally, she threw her arms around my neck and sat up on her knees to plan an intense kiss. As we snogged, my body felt like it was on fire, and my feelings were going wild as each smooch was more blazing than the previous one.

I desperately yearned to touch her more intimately as I had on the rooftop of the firehouse under the stars last week but decided to be patient. The fact was I wanted to feel her from the inside and the reckless abandon that only making love can provide. My penis was rock hard and ready to go causing me to wonder how much I could take before I came. As she laid down on the leather furniture next to me, emerging more refreshing than I had ever seen her like Aphrodite. Breathing heavily, I gulped anxiously at her, barely able to control myself from my tearing her striking dress from her body, entering her, and taking her hard and fast.

Instead, I took some deep breaths and recited one, no, two of Newton's laws to remain in control. When we made love for the first time, I wanted it to last an exceedingly long time, and I knew that I would have to work on my stamina since it had been so long since I had sex.

"What are you looking at," Janine asked mischievously, giving me a wink.

"You, my seductress, your radiance, allure, and beauty," I admitted, with a sly smile, and bent forward to present her with a quick kiss.

Janine's eyes had a sparkle in them as she gave me a "come hither" look, and it tormented me endlessly. As I gazed longingly at her, I put my hands on the sides of her waist. Slowly, I moved them upwards to her stomach. Closing her eyes, Janine let out a small sigh as I touched the soft skin on her voluptuous body. As I laid to the left of her against the back of the sofa, I maintained eye contact with my angel so she could see my desire for her, and in return, I was able to see hers for me. I moved my hands from her stomach to her breasts, caressing them through the dress. My need for her was profuse, and observing Janine gasp and sigh in pleasure worsened it. I felt so concupiscent I could barely stand it, and I breathed in and out slowly, attempting to control my pulse and heart rates. Leisurely, I moved my fingertips up to her chest and then her collarbone, enjoying every moment of touching her.

"Ohhhh," Janine whimpered, her eyes closed for a second and reopened with an erotic glance at me. Feeling a shiver underneath me, I kissed her sensitive skin slowly at the bottom of her neck and shoulders, and she stirred as I did so. With a loud inhalation, she rounded her back into the sofa until I made it to her chin, where I stopped to stare at her savoriness and to calm myself. Unable to wait for me to reach her lips, Janine pulled me down with her arms to kiss, and I felt breathless.

I moved my kisses to her neck, where I began nibbling, giving her a hickey while she made noises of satisfaction next to me.

"Egon," Janine agonized. We were now lying side by side with our bodies pushed against each other's, and I french kissed her ardently. She put her leg in between mine, attempting to become closer to me. After whispering some dirty talk in my ear, Janine began placing kisses all over my face, neck, and ears lobes.

Janine

As Egon osculated me deeply again, I realized that I was so greedy with a desire for him. For a second, I thought about how I could communicate with my handsome date without saying it. I arched my body into his and sighed again.

"Janine, you are so nubile," Egon said after kissing my lips. Egon adroitly brushed his fingertips along my shoulders to the location where my dress was tied around my neck.

"Ohh darling," I groaned again, closing my eyes happily. He then lifted my head softly and untied the knot that held my dress up around my neck, loosening the material. Egon studied my face after I opened my eyes, and his brown eyes were full of desire and need for me, which thrilled me even more. I shuddered because of the arresting expression on his handsome face.

Next, Egon took the two tails of the dress from around my neck and pushed them slowly downwards, causing my dress to loosen from my body. Grinning, he caressed my lips with his fingertips and traced my neck and shoulders. He followed that up by placing kisses along the area and gave me a matching hickey on the left side of my neck.

"Oh, Egon, you...mmmm...make...me ...feel ...so fabulous ," I whispered, maintaining his gaze, then pulled him down for a kiss as I ached with desire for him.

"Just wait, I'm not done," he answered huskily and returned to removing my dress. He slid my dress off of my breasts, exposing my cream-colored strapless bra, and kissed my chest with care, persisting in giving me immense joy. Then Egon lifted me gently, removing my cream-colored bra so he could expose my twins, and pushed my dress towards my waist. Even the cool night area seemed to produce tingles in my steamy body, causing me to moan softly. As my darling physicist observed this, he grinned mischievously. He used his wicked tongue to flick my sensitive nipples before devouring one with his sensual mouth.

"I am so turned on right now," I admitted as he glanced up from my breasts for a second, full of yearning and incredibly sexy. I wanted him so badly inside of me.

"Me too, my Aphrodite," he agreed.

Egon kissed me again, and I could barely take the sexual intensity much longer without releasing it. With the way he was moaning and his penis involuntarily pulsating against my clothing, I decided he felt the same way. Panting heavily, I decided to tell him in a whisper that I hoped that was beguiling,

"I'm...yours... Egon, if you want... me."

Egon maintained eye contact and tucked a renegade hair behind my right ear from my head. He had this amazingly alluring smirk on his face, and I beamed brightly at him.

"I ..want you...Uhm... more than I have wanted anyone, " he confessed, slowly, taking a deep breath in and out, "I know I am going to regret this later, but this isn't the...Uhm... right time."

Perplexed, I gave him a questioning gaze.

"I don't want us to do anything we will regret later," Egon admitted, moving his body off of mine and sitting up.

"Do you regret this or me," I asked finally in a small voice, searching his long face? His facial expression displayed conflicting things- amor and uncertainty.

"No, not at all, my Angel, Janine, " Egon replied, his face falling when I spoke, and he now reached out to caress my face softly with his hand.

In relief, I sighed and thought to myself that he was probably right. When I relaxed, he did too and continued to caress my jawline with his long fingers, mesmerized. It was true that I didn't like to make love to a man who didn't commit to me emotionally, but at the same time, I had never felt so ready to go.

A minute later, I self-consciously asked him, "Is it because I am not sexy enough?"

Egon's eyes were the size of saucers as he shook his head and took some time to speak first, caressing my neck delicately with his right hand, in a supremely affectionate way,

"I...I...don't...know... how to express the... severity...of my urgency and ...Uhm...hunger..for you, Janine, but I know this isn't right...Uhm...in my...heart... Even though I would give up ...twinkies for a year to...Ahem... make love to you at this very instant." He clasped my hand and brought it to his chest where his heart lay. I could feel Egon's powerful heartbeat coming from it.

He grinned at me with tears in his eyes. Everyone knew how much he loved sweets, so I knew the intensity of his seriousness. I grasped Egon's other hand and placed it over my heart so he could feel how much I felt for him. Our eyes locked as we grinned at each other, and then our lips did, too. We necked tenderly and slowly until we were breathless. Then Egon kissed every part of my body until he reached my core after carefully removing my dress from my body very, very gradually. Egon then gave me oral pleasure until I climaxed vigorously. Later I returned the favor. Afterward, we fell asleep for a short while in each other's arms, absolutely satisfied.

A little later, after we retrieved a snack to eat from the fridge, he yawned as we sat back down on the sofa.

"I'm exhausted," Egon stated sleepily.

"Me too, darling."

As Egon laid on the sofa laterally to put my back against the couch, I hurried my body back into mine so he could spoon me. I discovered that his body was delightfully warm as I lay against it. Slowly, he placed his arms around my middle, cuddled me closer in his long arms, and kissed the top of my head. My eyes were just shutting when my love whispered huskily into my ears,

"Now go to sleep, my dear Angel, Janine."

Blissfully, I fell asleep when I heard his breathing slow down.

Janine

Replaying last night's events in my head, I felt flabbergasted yet exhilarated when I woke up with Egon snoring softly in my ear. I watched his features as he slept and snuggled his warm body tightly to mine. His extraordinarily NAKED warm body even though we still had our underwear on.

Egon didn't realize how handsome he was for some reason, but I took the time to gape over him. I loved the way his hair seemed to stay in place as he slept, his muscular chest, the trail of hair leading to his private parts, his long legs and arms, and his angular face. He was incredibly handsome.

Without a doubt, I was in love with him, and my heart poured it out in amounts that I didn't think was possible.

When the phone rang later, Egon protested by groaning and hugged me closer to him. Smiling, I moved his arms from my side to stand up from the sofa. Stretching, I walked slowly to the phone.

"Hello? No, Wendy can't come to the phone right now. May I take a message?"

Afterward, I returned to the sofa, where my love was tossing and turning. Egon's thick hair was now ruffled, and he had a sleep crease on his face.

"Where did you go," he grumbled.

"Phone," I replied with a half-smile and a shrug. Egon pulled me down to him and kissed me.

"No more phones, more sleep," he remarked, putting my arms around my waist huskily.

"Sounds perfect," I replied, closing my eyes.

And it was.

Wendy came home at eleven-thirty from her boyfriend's, effectively waking us up, albeit unintentionally.

"Janine, are you home," she yelled, slamming the door closed. Wendy didn't look at the sofa yet.

"Did you make breakfast yet?"

Egon moaned, and I sat up to watch my roommate go into my room in search of me while I sat up, covering myself and him with a blanket. He put his head on my lap, and I ran my fingers through his curly hair as he tried to go back to sleep. I bent down to kiss his cheek, thinking he looked adorable.

"Wendy," I whispered frantically and finally pointed down to Egon, attempting to sleep.

"What the..," Wendy replied, astonished by the sight of us.

"Keep on sleeping. I'm going to make breakfast," I whispered down to my love, kissing his forehead. Reluctantly he let go of me, looking like a small child without his toy to sleep.

"I'll be back," I promised, and he snogged me quickly then turned over.

My heart skipped a beat when he kissed me, and then I ran into my bedroom to put a nightshirt on. Next, I walked into the kitchen, trying not to giggle too loudly as our eyes met when I joined her.

"Oh my God, Janine!" She squealed quietly.

I quieted her by putting my finger to my mouth and gave Wendh a disapproving look. She gathered the eggs, milk, butter, and other items from our refrigerator, and as I measured out the coffee grounds, I gave her the short version of the story.

"We need to make extra, Wendy. Egon has a big appetite," I commented to her.

"No problem. Did you two sleep together yet?"

Meeting my roommates' eyes, I shook my head at her.

"No, we both want to wait until it's right, but we are both ready to go, so to speak," I answered, happily, "but he sure knows how to push my buttons."

"That's sweet," Wendy reminded me, giving me a shy grin.

"You know Roger, and I didn't make love for four months. I know that's a long time for some couples, but I had to make sure we were on the same page emotionally and committed to each other. Many guys I dated in the past wouldn't wait for more than a few dates before wanting to have sex, but it wasn't my style."

We continued to discuss my darling physicist until eventually, Egon smelled the sweet smells of breakfast and coffee and woke up from the sofa. First, I watched as he wrapped himself up in the blanket as he was almost naked and grabbed his clothes to change into my room. I simpered at the thought of his toned chest and body and his well-hung sex. Later on, Egon appeared excessively groggy but padded into the kitchen. We grinned at each other as he sat down on a stool, and I handed him a cup of coffee. Egon happily accepted it, and took a sip.

"Why did I picture you as a morning person?"

"I am. I was out cold; I haven't slept like that well in a long while," my lover admitted to me, then put his cup down on the table and he stretched his long arms over his head.

"Are you still on the Da Vinci sleep schedule," I questioned, jokingly referring to the conversation we had with the other Ghostbusters about his sleep.

"No, not this time. I slept better with you in my arms," Egon revealed with a half-grin.

Wendy was uncharacteristically quiet because she wanted to observe us. In disbelief, Egon looked at all of the food we had made and put it on the table,

"Hello, Wendy. Do the two of you eat all of that?"

"Hi, Egon. Nice to see you again. Yes, it takes all day. It's a tradition we started when we moved in together," Wendy explained, pointing at the table, "come on, it's almost all ready. Sit down, please."

Excusing himself for a moment, he went into my bathroom as I set the table for three people. The delicious aroma of the pancakes, toast and omelets filled the apartment.

When Egon returned, he sat down by me and smiled at me.

"I'm going to pray quickly," Wendy warned and prayed in Yiddish, which translated to "Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, who brings forth bread from the earth. Blessed are You, Lord our God, Ruler of the universe, at whose word all came to be."

"Amen," we all said, in unison to our surprise.

"Does everyone's mother say that prayer at meals," I questioned Egon.

"Mine does. Especially when my brother and I were growing up. My parents tried to raise us correctly," he replied," but they aren't super devout. Neither am I."

"Where are you from, Egon," my roommate inquired, and he answered quickly.

"I knew it! I knew you were from Cleveland by the accent. I have been trying to figure that out since I met you at the bar," Wendy exclaimed, with a laugh, "I have some distant relatives that live on the Northside."

"What accent," Egon inquired, confused, and nodded when she said she had some distant relatives from that area.

"You have a slight accent," I giggled, "not like my exaggerated Brooklyn accent. I guess that's why I couldn't figure out the type of New York accent you had."

Egon grinned at me, ate part of his omelet, then whispered, "I like your accent very much."

I beamed brightly at him and continued to sip on my coffee.

"Ok, you too. Why do I feel like I am babysitting twelve-year-olds," my roommate wondered jokingly.

"How did someone so thin eat so much," I wondered as I ate a bite of my tasty pancakes with lots of sugary syrup.

"You two can cook," he stated later sincerely.

"Thanks," Wendy and I both said simultaneously and then giggled instantly.

Phone rang.

"Scarlett called earlier," I informed Wendy, wiping my mouth with my napkin and excusing myself to answer the phone.

"Hello? Who is this?? oh God, is this Peter Venkman? It's noon on Sunday. What? Peter, why are you calling?! You are joking. Really? Why would Dr. Spengler be here? Did you check all the bars in the area? How about the local nursery maybe he went to check out spores and molds? Oh, you did? Ok, hold on, let me check," I played with the caller, who was Peter, rolling my eyes at my audience. They both laughed as they watched my overly dramatic performance. I bowed as they clapped at it.

Playfully, I put my hand over the phone receiver and whispered, "Are you here, Dr.Spengler?"

He shrugged and gave me a brief nod. Before Egon took the phone from my outstretched hand, he kissed my cheek. Then I sat down at the table and pretended not to listen to the conversation. Wendy smiled and winked at me.

"Hello?" Peter? No. I'm not answering that. Yes, I'll see you later," Egon said, sounding irritatedly, and I simpered.

"Peter," I whispered to Wendy, conspiratorial.

"Oh. You should have heard Dr. V when the two of you were making out at the bar like it was the end of the world," my roommate recalled," it was funny as hell, though."

Rolling my eyes, I threw my napkin at her then protested, "exaggerate much?"

"No, not at all. I wish," Wendy responded, throwing my napkin back at me. Egon's long adorable face displayed confusion when he came back to the table at us, throwing our napkins at each other.

"Ray bet Peter 50 that I was here. Peter lost that bet," he revealed, with a deadpan voice, when he sat down again to eat with us.

He raised an eyebrow at me, and I stood up to sit on his lap, putting my arms around his neck as a response. Then I kissed him, and Egon whispered something dirty in my ear and gave me a significant kiss. Afterward, I put my fingers in his hair above his forehead and shook it friskily to see if it moved as his hair usually didn't stray out of its place.

"What are you doing," he asked, removing my hand from his hair, then pressing it against his lips softly.

"Seeing if that annoys you. Bingo," I exclaimed, simpering afterward.

Egon rolled his eyes upward and then gave me a quick kiss.

"While this is adorable and all, could you save it for later? Haven't we gone over the ground rules before? " Wendy interrupted, standing up for more coffee, and I stood up.

"For the record, we never made ground rules when we moved in. Would you please bring the coffee pot over here," I questioned, sitting down.

"Not the point," Wendy stated, laughing, "keep it clean until I am out of the room, folks."

We continued to eat breakfast and converse. Afterward, Egon went back to the sofa to lie down and requested me to come with him. I happily lay down next to him, and we started fooling around again. Later, when we woke up, it was almost four.

"Is that the time? I have to go soon, and I have a train to take to Albany at seven," he said, looking at his watch.

"Train to Albany, "I questioned, not remembering.

"There's a convention this week over paranormal psychology there, and I am speaking about various topics such as the ghost traps this week. I won't be back until Sunday. These plans were made when I was still employed at Columbia. Ray's supposed to be there too, but I think he's going the week after," he sighed, sadly looking into my eyes.

"No one informed me about this," I teased playfully, feeling shocked by this information, " and I created your schedule."

"I guess we forgot to notify you, and I apologize, my gorgeous Angel," Egon remarked, chagrined slightly.

"No worries."

Our eyes met, and then we smiled at each other. He leaned over and kissed me softly. We cuddled for a while, and then he had to leave. Later he kissed me goodbye several times; I felt in my little world for the rest of the day, daydreaming about the events that had occurred in the last 24 hours. Unfortunately, I had homework to complete for my class. I attempted to do it even though I felt like floating on a cloud in heaven.

Dear Diary,

Egon called me Aphrodite because of how I looked tonight at the gala. He also flirted with me shamelessly and spun me around like I was on display, showing me off. It made me feel so lovely and exceptional.

He is concerned about his work-personal life balance; he has only focused on science thus far. When I asked him if he wanted to stop dating at the gala, Egon replied with a deep "never" in my ear and gave me one of those kisses that made me think I had died and gone to heaven. It was one of those movies, kisses.

Wendy and I made our usual breakfast. Egon stayed with me until he had to leave for a train to travel to a conference in Albany tonight. (His appearance at the paranormal conference was scheduled when he still worked at Columbia and would be gone all week). I was very disappointed, and he appeared to be, too. This would be a tough date to beat.