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“Really? And why are you not going?” I asked.
She shrugged. “I thought about it, but I decided to give them to my sister because I’m where I want to be.”
“Randi, VIP tickets aren’t easy to come by. Are you sure you don’t want to go with your sister? I mean we can do this another time,” I said, feeling bad that I was standing in the way of her having a great time with her sister.
“Are you trying to get rid of me because if I wanted to go with my sister, I could’ve easily called you and let you know that I couldn’t spend the entire weekend with you. But since the tickets were sent to the company and my sister is…currently working for me, then I chose to let her have them so I could be here enjoying this relaxing weekend with you.”
I had every intention of surprising her with tickets this weekend too, but since Bob once again didn’t follow through with this promise, I was glad that I had never mentioned it to her. That didn’t mean we couldn’t still go out and do something just as fun.
Who am I kidding? VIP tickets for a rock band will trump anything I can think of. Hell, I’m almost jealous that it’s not us going instead of her sister.
“It won’t compare, but what do you say we eat out tonight? I know a place that has an amazing blues band playing, and we can dine while listening,” I said.
“I guess I could go home and find something to wear,” she said.
“It’s not a fancy place. I go in my jeans and t-shirt all the time. If you take off your clothes now and spend your day naked with me, then they will still be clean for tonight,” I smiled.
“I’ve only had a sip of my coffee and you’re already trying to get me out of my clothes?” she smirked.
I nodded. “Drink up sweetheart, because I’m on my third cup.”
Randi downed her cooled coffee, stood up and pulled off her t-shirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra and she shook her shoulders and her breast bounced, teasing me to come and have a taste. I slammed my mug on the table and got up and lifted her into my arms.
As I carried her to the stairs she asked, “What about breakfast?”
“That’s what microwaves are for,” I replied, taking the stairs two at a time.
“What’s the rush?” she asked. “Is there something else that is hot and you don’t want it to get cold?”
“Sweetheart all I have to do is think about you, and it heats right back up. Too bad you didn’t wait for me to shower with you,” I said.
“Don’t worry, we can shower again after,” she replied, nipping my neck.
As we reached the top of the stairs she pointed, not to my bedroom door, but to what I called ‘the playroom’.
“What do you think about christening the couch?” she asked.
My cock pulsed with a new level of excitement. “I think we might not be eating breakfast until after lunch,” I growled out as I carried her into the room and kicked the door closed behind me.
I put her down and stripped out of my clothes. Randi removed what was remaining of her too. Pulling her against me, I kissed her hard. The raw need in me was almost primal. My hands were all over her, and I felt her wince. I broke our embrace.
“Sweetheart, did I hurt you?” I asked.
She shook her head. “No, I have a bruise on my backside.”
I spun her around and saw the black and blue spot on the side of her left hip. “Did I do that?” I asked, feeling sick at the thought I might have caused her harm.
“No. I tripped while carrying a box and fell onto a pair of handcuffs.” She rubbed the area and said, “Funny how even the fur covered ones can leave a mark.”
I dropped down onto my knees and kissed her bruise gently. “How did I not notice this last night?”
“I guess the bruise wasn’t there. But it’s okay. It doesn’t hurt much,” she said.
“But it still hurts. Maybe we should go and have breakfast instead,” I suggested, still kneeling and gently touching her hip.
She moaned. “You do know they say that you should work out an injury. The proper…stretching might help.” She added, “And look what we have here. A couch that might be just what I need to stretch it out.”
Randi slowly leaned over the high rounded back of the couch, her upper body hugging the downward curve shape perfectly. Oddly enough, she looked comfortable, and from where I stood behind her, her lovely round backside was making it impossible for me to deny her request. Even though my cock wanted to drive into her hard, make her scream out my name, and forget all about her bruise, I wasn’t about to rush this. A quicky was never going to be enough. It wasn’t just about satisfying my own needs, it was so much more, and I wanted her to know that.
