Having A Fling

"Tim? What a surprise running into you here." Kelly shouted at him over the loud music, pumping out of the speakers in the club. She looked him up and down. She had never seen him away from the job before, out of those ill-fitted suits. She couldn't believe what a gorgeous man he was, away from those suits. It was clear that he was not on duty. His badge was no where to be seen and he wasn't wearing his service weapon. "I didn't take this to be your usual scene."

"Kell? Wow, you look..." Tim grinned and he eyed the younger woman up and down. He and Kelly had met a handful of times before. Always in the line of duty, except once at a book signing but mostly it was either when she stopped by the office or if he stopped by Gibbs' place and she was visiting. But, he'd only ever seen her once, at her parent's house. "Wow ... I better shut up before I embarrass myself and you slap my face."

"I'd never slap you in the face." She yelled again, as she took a step closer to him, so she didn't have to yell over the music. Her short black dress was shimmering under the strobe lights of the club. "I might kiss you though, depending on what the answer to my next question is."

A drunken patron bumped into Kelly on his way to the bar, as he stumbled, pushing her into Tim's arms. Tim's arms grasped her hips, as he pulled her close against his body, keeping her upright and saving her from tumbling to the ground. "Are you OK?" Tim asked, concerned. His hand ventured up from her waist and push a stray lock of hair off her face, tucking it behind her ear.

"Fine." She all but purred into his ear. "What are you doing here?" She asked hotly. She was hoping that he wasn't undercover, or worse. She was hoping that her father hadn't sent him to keep an eye on her. He wasn't overprotective, but sometimes he was overly worried.

"Oh, see that group over there?" Tim asked, as he pointed to a loud and rambunctious group of men. "The one in the pink shirt believe it or not, he is an astrophyss...astrophyss...he just got a job at NASA. We're throwing him a bon voyage party, he's moving to Texas."

"How much have you had to drink, Tim?" She giggled at him, usually he could spit the big words out without a problem. Her hands were still holding his biceps as his hands still held her close to him, drawing lazy patterns on the polyester and elastane blended shimmering material that covered her hipbones.

"I started at ... what time is it?" He asked, looking her up and down again, openly ogling her now. "What about you, Miss Gibbs?"

"Some friends and I have hit the hit the town." She leaned up and whispered in his ear, hotly. "I'm nursing a broken heart. Jay dumped me for some woman he just met. She works in his office. She's a paralegal."

Tears were threatening to fall in her eyes and Tim rubbed his thumb pads over her eyes, catching her tears, before they could fall. "I heard, for what it's worth, I am sorry. It's OK, Kell." Tim whispered in her ear, leaning down to her level. "He's the asshole who did wrong by you, you're better off without him."

Suddenly, her lips were on his, kissing him. She brushed her tongue against Tim's closed lips and Tim opened his mouth on instinct. With her tongue allowed entry, it sought refuge in his mouth, rendezvousing with his in a dance as old as time. Tim moaned into the kiss, it had been a long time since he had shared a kiss with anyone like this. But reluctantly, they broke apart. "Have a good night, Agent McGee." She whispered hotly and moved her body against his seductively, as she smirked at him and walked away.

He continued to make his way to the bar, what he had been doing before Kelly had waylaid him. With two more shots that he had just taken under his belt, shots he'd needed after Kelly had stuck her tongue in his mouth. He ordered two more pitchers of beer and headed back to his friends. From his vantage point with his friends, he could see Kelly and her friends. She kept looking at him and licking her lips, and he kept grinning and winking at her.

"Man, just go ask her for her number, already." His friend the electrical engineer, Daniel told him. One of the many men in their group that had all graduated from MIT together and lived or worked in or near DC.

"I already have it." Tim grinned at him, with a wide cheeky grin. She had given him her number back when they first met, in case of an emergency. Just as he had given her, his number. "Met her back in '03."

"She's hot, I'd give her a ride, anytime." Ben added, joining them in surveying the dancefloor. Ben was the astrophysicist, whom had just accepted a job at NASA in Houston, Texas. The whole reason that the nine of them were out celebrating in the first place.

"She'd eat you for breakfast." Tim smart-mouthed back at his friend. His best friend. Away from the job, that is. Seeing Kelly give him a sultry, come hither look, Tim sent her a wink. "That's my cue. Have a good night, gentlemen."

Tim downed the remainder of his beer, waved to his friends, who were carrying on like drunken frat boys. Which if Tim had of been sober, he would have found amusing. An electrical engineer, a theoretical physicist, an astrophysicist, a senator's aide, a lawyer, a judge, an atmospheric and meteorological research analyst, a federal agent and a microbiologist; all getting drunk together and acting like frat boys. It sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but it's true because there they all were.

He crossed the dance floor to where Mike, the lawyer was dancing with some girl he had met earlier in the night. Seeing Kelly making her way to the dance floor too. They stood face to face, about a foot or so of space between them on the crowded dance floor, as the song changed. They stared at one another for a moment, before Kelly closed the gap and threw her arms around his neck and ground herself into Tim's body, in time with the beat. Tim lowered his hand to her hips and moved with the beat too, letting her grind herself against his thigh as they dance extremely closely.

Due to their differences in height, Kelly's lips found his neck and as she moved to the music, her lips began placing open, wet kisses on his neck. Tim's hand's travelled from her hips, across the small of her back, over the spaghetti criss-cross pattern over her naked back and up to the nape of her neck. He tilted her face up to meet his, before lowering his lips to hers. His lips, thoroughly plundering hers, their tongues battling for dominance, as they moved seductively against each other. She could feel him harden up, through his denim jeans, as one hand lowered itself from his shoulders and neck to find his. Her hand guiding his hand to her supple bosom. The supple bosom that he could feel every crevice of her skin in, through the black material of the low cut triangle shaped cups that covered her breast and met up with the bodice of her dress.

Moaning into the kiss mutually, their hands began exploring one another's bodies, as they moved in tandem with the music. The upbeat techno beat changed to a slightly slower melody, with a slower tempo as their kiss broke off and they gyrated against one another, again. "I want you." She whispered into his ear, as she fused her lips to his, releasing some of the passion that lay from within herself. "Take me home, Tim."

"To your apartment?" He asked, confused, as his lips began kissing her neck, leaving a hot trail along her neck, up her jawline and behind her ear. "We can get a cab."

"Let me rephrase ..." She replied, her phone buzzing. She reached into the cup of her dress and retrieved her cell phone from under her left breast, rejecting the call and sending a quick text message. "Take me to your apartment, strip me naked and take me into bed with you."

"Yes, Ma'am." Tim grinned at her with a wink, as both of them waved at their respective friends and headed out of the sweaty, smoky, noisy club and into a waiting cab. Tim gave his address over to the cab driver, before Kelly resumed her ministrations on his body.

Without the lights, the noise and the smell of the sweaty club, Tim drank in the sight of her sitting beside her. The hem of her little black dress was high on her thighs, her hair all tousled with her natural waves and slightly sweaty. Her lips full and swollen from their exchanged passionate kisses and the swell of her breasts slightly heaving up and down as she breathed in the cool night air.

When they arrived as his apartment, he quickly paid the driver and ushered her upstairs and inside. "Mmm..." She moaned, as she kissed him chastely. "Where were we?"

She let out a small yelp of surprise when Tim hauled her up against him and rubbed his front against hers. "Right here." He murmured before hoisting her up, into his arms and resting her over his groin. His hands slid up the back of her hamstring muscles, coming to rest on the cheeks of her glutes, holding her securely against him, as they made their way into his sofa. Into his living room area, he haphazardly lowered her onto one of the deep, oversized sofas with a thud, which amused her and made her laugh. He reached up for her foot and untied those strappy black heels she was wearing, removing from her foot and kissing her ankle with open, wet kisses that sent shivers up her body. Before releasing her foot and starting the process all over again with her other foot.

Once she was free of her shoes, she wriggled back on the sofa further, as Tim toed off his own loafers and climbed over the arm of the sofa on all fours. Over the top of her, leaning down to kiss her lips, careful not to put his weight on her. As he kissed her, Kelly explored his body and began to tackle the monumental task of removing his shirt by unbuttoning it, one by one. As soon as he was free of the black and silver striped dress shirt he'd been wearing, Kelly pulled him against her and rolled them over. Now she was on top of him. As she sat astride him, he dress bunched up at his waist, his hands found her hips as they exchanged another heated dirty kiss.

"Oh, Tim." She moaned out loud, feeling his denim-clad erection between her legs. As they kissed again, his hands slid up her sides, taking the black dress with them. Her hands joined his and they helped him shed her little black dress off her lithe, athletic body.

Clad in a black lace bustier corset and a small lace triangle G-string, she went to work, freeing Tim's body from his jeans. She climbed off the sofa and urged him to stand, as she stripped him naked.

Once he was naked, he began at her lips and kissed his way down her body. His teeth going to work on the satin ribbon bow that held the top of the bustier together, while his fingers went to work on the hook and eyes that ran the length of the front of the undergarment. As the bustier fell open, his lips firstly detoured. Before the followed their trail. Tim's tongue and lips ghosted over her breasts, before his tongue circled the left nipple before flicking it, before he laved at it. His hands sliding into the small scrap of fabric that covered her womanhood and he slid them down her hips, discarding them behind him somewhere.

"Condoms are in my room." He said in a low voice, both equally naked. She jumped up and into his arms, kissing him. His erection trapped between their bodies, as he walked into his room, his hands on her naked body, holding her close to him.

In his bedroom, he lowered her down onto his Californian King bed and made his way down her body. He was determined to make her orgasm before they went any further. "Tim." She squirmed against his mouth as he'd just sucked and laved at her belly button and was migrating south. "No one's ever..."

"Do you trust me?" He asked her, smirking against her skin, as he placed feather light kisses on her inner thighs, in an attempt to build to a crescendo.

"Yes." she said as he looked up at her to look her in the eyes. When their eyes met, Tim could see the obvious trust in her eyes.

He began his oral ministrations on her womanhood, working his way up and down, around and around as Kelly's body writhe and shook against his mouth and her mouth moaned and called out in ecstasy.

Finally, after her third climax against his mouth, he made his way up her body and kissed her. She could taste herself on him mouth, as she opened her legs further to cradle his naked body against hers. "Kell." Tim panted hotly against her mouth, as she fumbled for his manhood and lined it up with her sex. "Condom."

With that reminder, Tim leaned over into the night stand snatching up the strip of foil squares. Tearing one off the strip and ripping it open. Kelly removed the latex from his nimble fingers and rolled it over him completely, ensuring that he's fully protected, as well as her.

With the preliminaries taken care of, Tim slid himself home, as they began to make love to one another. When Tim finally climaxes, Kelly climbs off him and flops down beside him in a heap. "That was... Wow." Kelly breathes through her pants. She has never had sex like that before. So good and so satisfying. Her legs feel like jell-o.

The following morning, Kelly and Tim woke, wrapped around one another. They shared a morning shower together. Snagging the last condom of the strip. This was their third round since they arrived home from the club in the early hours of the morning. They made love again, under the stream of the shower.

Once their shower was over, Kelly spied the time in the kitchen. "I have to run, Tim. I promised to meet my parents for lunch. My grandfather is in town for the weekend." Tim knew that, Gibbs had mentioned it in the office on Friday. Kelly kissed Tim sensually and passionately. "I'm so sorry, but I had a great time." She apologised, as she scooped up her dress and bustier, into a borrowed backpack.

"It's OK, Kell." He grinned at her, his charming smile reassuring to her. Tim had loaned her an old pair of his running shorts and a tee that was from a comic-con convention in Baltimore, in 1995 to wear home. Tim had offered her a ride home, but she declined. She had called for a cab.

As he walked her to the door, they shared some sweet kisses, mixed in with a few dirty ones for good measure. "You have my number. When you're ready to go again, give me a call." She said, as she kissed him again. "See you... Soon, I hope." With that, she sauntered off, down the hallway and out of sight.

As he closed and locked the front door to his apartment, he smiled to himself. That was definitely a night he wouldn't forget any time soon. He walked over towards his computer set up and switched his machine on. As he bent to pick up the black thing that caught his eye. Picking up the scrap of black lace he untangled it on his finger. Kelly's missing underwear from last night.

A knock at the door startled him a little and he smirked. Kelly was back for her panties. "Just a minute." Tim called out, as he looked around for a tee, remembering he gave Kelly the clean tee, he'd put on this morning to wear home.

G-string still dangling from his forefinger, Tim answered the door without checking the peep-hole, positively sure it was Kelly, coming back to claim her forgotten underwear. "Forget something?" he asked twirling it on his finger, as he opened the door to reveal, not Kelly.

"Didn't know I left them here." Gibbs quipped with a large belly laugh, seeing his youngest agent answer the door on a Sunday morning, clad in just his boxer shorts, no tee, twirling a black lace G-string on his finger.

"Oh!" Tim exclaimed, quickly balling them up into a ball, so Gibbs couldn't see Kelly's underwear in his hand. "You're not who I was expecting. Clearly!"

Tim wordlessly invited his boss into his apartment and turned to lock the door. Tim turning his back to close the door, it afforded Gibbs a view of Tim's naked back with stray lovebites scattered over his shoulders and low on the nape of his neck.

"Please give me a minute while I finish finding some clothes." Tim flushed in embarrassment. "As I said, you're not who I was expecting."

"Wasn't what I was expecting either, McGee." Gibbs muttered, with another chuckle at his expense, as Tim returned in sweats and his MIT tee.

A knock at the door, interrupted them and Gibbs gave him a feral, knowing grin. "Check the peep-hole this time, Tim." Tim muttered to himself loud enough for his boss to hear, as he made his way to the door. Gibbs bit back a second grin at McGee's self-admonishment. Seeing it was Kelly, Tim panicked for a moment, before he snatched the black lace off the hall table and excused himself for a minute.

Stepping out into the hall and closing the door mostly over behind him, Tim gave her a charming smile. "Forget something, Gorgeous?"

Hearing Tim speak to a woman like that had Gibbs curious. It was something he wasn't sure that his probie agent was capable of. He'd always seemed so shy and stammered around girls, Gibbs had seen it firsthand. So he moved closer to the ajar front door, hoping for a glimpse of the young woman his subordinate was clearly seeing. He cursed to himself, he couldn't see her face, just a glimpse of some tousled golden auburn hair. It almost reminded him of his daughter's hair except her hair was always dead straight. She had refused to leave the house without it perfectly straightened, since she was fourteen years old.

"Thank you." She replied, kissing him softly. "You are going to call me, right?"

"Oh, yeah. Definitely." Tim grinned at her. "You have my number, too. When you're ready to go again, give me a call." Hearing her words from earlier repeated to her, she chuckled out loud. She reached up and kissed him again.

Gibbs saw the couple kiss again, disappointed that he still couldn't see her face, he moved away from the door. Back to where he was sitting when the mystery red head arrived. He didn't want to get caught spying on them. But he was pleased for his youngest agent.

"I better go, you have a visitor." She whispered in his ear. "I saw him pull up, as my cab left. He didn't see me. Bye Tim."

Tim watched her walk away, enjoying the visual delights of her hips swaying. "Dinner? Wednesday night?" he called out to her, down the hall and she gave him a thumbs up. "I'll call you."

Coming back inside, he gave Gibbs a cheeky grin of his own. "Could have invited her in Tim, I would have liked to have met her." Gibbs joked with him and Tim looked at him for a moment. "She sounded cute, did you two meet out last night?"

Gibbs had known Tim had a big night out with his MIT buddies. He'd caught the tail end of a particularly rowdy conversation between the two male agents on his team, in the bull pen late Thursday evening. It was memorable to him because it was a rare occasion, the first time he could ever remember that they were being brotherly and not sniping at one another.

"You could say that." Tim muttered, as the penny dropped in Tim's brain. Kelly was Kelly Anne Gibbs. Daughter of Leroy Jethro Gibbs and Shannon Gibbs, his boss and boss' wife. He was in big trouble. "We've... Ah, we've actually known each other for a while now."

Gibbs saw Tim's cheeks redden and gave him a reassuring look. "You're secrets safe with me."

"Was there anything that I could help you with this morning? I highly doubt that you stopped by just to chat." Tim asked his boss. If it seemed like he was trying to get rid of his boss, that's because he was. He couldn't believe he had been so careless and thoughtless. What was he thinking?!

"So Shannon sent me over, I tried your cell a bunch of times, but I didn't get an answer." Gibbs spoke and his tone definitely sounded apologetic to Tim. "She knocked her phone into the sink full of water."

Tim tried not to smirk. But it seemed that Mrs. Gibbs was worse with technology than her husband was, and that was saying something. At the office, no one would have guessed that Gibbs was better with technology than someone else. He had a reputation for being the worst person with the tech. "Let's see what we've got." Tim said, taking the container with the cellphone and dry rice in it from his boss.

"I appreciate this. Sorry to have intruded on what was clearly a wonderful weekend." Gibbs said softly, following Tim to the tech room, in his spare room. As they passed his bedroom, his door was ajar and Gibbs saw the tell-tale signs that Tim had definitely not been alone last night. His bedroom was a mess with his duvet bunched up at the end of the bed and his bedsheet haphazardly dropped on the floor.

"Gibbs?" Tim asked, from the doorway of his tech room and was slightly embarrassed, as he had been caught snooping.

"For all the crap you give DiNozzo, I am surprised." Gibbs grinned at him, as Tim found the correct tool, to open up the back of the old style flip phone that was older than Gibbs'. "Make that impressed. Tell me about her."

"We bumped into one another, out and about last night." Tim said, not looking at Gibbs. He knew if he looked at Gibbs, his face might betray him. "Known each other a while, we're both single and one thing lead to another. I am sure you remember what it was like, before you met Mrs. Gibbs."

"She's gonna get pissed at you, if you keep calling her that." Gibbs grinned at his youngest agent. His manners were so well ingrained in him, that they had become a hard habit to break. "She's told you a hundred times to call her Shannon."

Shannon Gibbs was an extremely frequent visitor to the bullpen, bringing dinners by when they were going to have a late night, breakfasts by if they had been working overnight, doing coffee runs for them, if it was a high-octane case and no one had time for a break. The whole MCRT team appreciated it and in turn, she always made sure that the three of her husband's agents were ok, if one of them were having a tough time. Like when tony had the plague, when Tim was attacked by the drug dog, or when Ziva was sliced in a knife fight.

Tim went to work, quickly on the cell phone, eager to get Gibbs back to his regular Sunday activities. He knew that they had a family lunch scheduled, Kelly had mentioned it that morning to him. He wouldn't dare mention it to Gibbs. If Gibbs knew what he and his daughter had done, he was sure that Gibbs would chop off his hands. "There we go, all done. That didn't take too long."

"You are a miracle worker, thank you." Gibbs said, seeing that it was working, good as new. "You should come over to the house for lunch today. Dad's in town and Shan would love to thank you personally."

"Thanks for the offer, but I can't." He didn't think he could possibly be in the same room as Kelly, so soon after they'd spent most of the night and morning hours, making love to one another and not touch her. "I have plans with Ben."

"Your friend? the one who is moving to Texas?" Gibbs asked, vaguely remembering Tim telling tony that his friend had just got a job as the new department head at NASA. "The ...?"

"Astrophysicist." Tim supplied with a grin. He knew that Gibbs had been eavesdropping on his and Tony's conversation. Tim had been telling him about the nine lives club and tony had lovingly referred to them as a geek squad.

"The nine lives club, right?" Gibbs asked, amused. "I heard you telling Tony part of the story."

"Nine of us, all started at MIT together and all graduated together. We were dorm buddies." Tim recollected to his boss. "Daniel, an electrical engineer. Liam, a theoretical physicist at Georgetown University. Ben, an astrophysicist working at NASA. Kyle Rigby, Senator Wyatt Ryan's Aide. Beau Rodriquez, defense attorney. County court Judge, Ryan Miller. Nathan Eagan atmospheric and meteorological research analyst at the National weather Service and Luke Hannigan, a microbiologist for Bio-tech."

"And Timothy McGee, a federal agent for NCIS." Gibbs added and Tim grinned at him. "I can see all you boys worked very hard at MIT."

"Played hard, too." Tim grinned at his boss.

"Well, after last night you best go and check on your friend. See you Monday, Tim." Gibbs waved, as Tim let him out of his apartment. Thanks again, McGee."