Yesterday I gave myself an agenda for the week. So far I have mown the lawn, completed an assignment for my grad class, and wrote a little on one of my stories. Here’s a sneak peek at the story in progress…
This is from We Fit, my FFM sequel to We Three. There’s some explicit but brief descriptions of sexual activity as Eric reflects on earlier in the evening.
The primary moment, however, is Eric seeing Jess for the first time they haven’t seen each other in a while.
Eric bussed Elena’s cheek before he replaced his suit jacket from the club room lockers. After a quick look inside the dark recessed space for anything they’d forgotten, he asked, “Got everything?” He looked again at her smiling where she sat on the bench after replacing her heels.
“Yep,” Elena replied. She removed the locker key on its stretchy ring from around her wrist and handed it to him before she picked up her clutch from seat beside her.
He replaced the key in the locker and held out his hand for her to take.
Eric turned to see Hector standing at the corner of the bank of lockers. “Yeah, time to get home,” he replied to the club owner.
“Maya and I are taking Giana and Rohan to our suite and continue the fun. You should join us.”
Elena lightly squeezed his hand as she took it; when he saw her face, he saw the unspoken ‘no’ in her eyes. He shook his head at Hector. “Thanks, but we’re all played out… for tonight anyway,” he added, to soften the blow he saw land in Hector’s eyes as a shadow. “We’re going home.”
“My door is always open,” Hector replied. “Elena, it was wonderful to see you again.”
Elena nodded at him. “Good to see you, too, Hector.” She took Eric’s hand and quickly started to leave. So he didn’t look dragged, Eric moved quickly as well.
“Everything okay?” he asked when they were alone walking down the corridor from the playrooms back toward the front of the club.
“Yes, I’m fine.” She smiled. “I’m going to use the restroom.”
“I thought we were going home?”
“I may have a surprise for you,” she replied. “Just wait here a minute.”
Elena disappeared into the small restroom. Eric leaned on the wall outside and looked around. The place felt empty. The bar had been closed a couple hours ago and its lights were dim. He didn’t even hear the clatter of staff cleaning up.
He thought about the times they’d waited here to take Jess home with them. But after Elena had returned from spending Jess’s break with her, she hadn’t said anything, just joined in, riding him after Val had just sucked him hard. She’d been wet and hot, and tight. She had also been smiling so he guessed her reunion with Jess had gone well.
He turned toward the voice at the same time he registered Elena emerging from the restroom behind him. Jess had appeared on the other side of the wall where he was leaning. She wore a simple button up peach blouse and jeans. The tumble of her blonde hair was down from the ponytail or bun she usually wore when working. It brightened the dark corridor as if giving off its own light.
Yeah, I think he’s just a little bit smitten.