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[Fish_Tales]

Robert was enjoying her flirting. Despite the effects of the wine, his senses had become heightened. She slid her foot along his calf. It was only a gentle caress, simple and sexy, but one that left him feeling like he was about to explode.

Devyn’s voice lowered.

"Maybe that was an accident too,” she said.

She was looking at him, her face cradled in her hands. She looked so beautiful, but now she looked mature. She knew what she was doing.

Her foot dropped away from his calf and for a fleeting moment he was disappointed.

I don’t want this to end.

Ever.

She winked at him and then her leg came back down against him.

He was relieved.

"But then again... maybe it’s not an accident," she said.

He popped a scallop into his mouth and chewed it slowly. He didn’t feel hungry anymore, at least not for food, but he thought Gino would be pissed if he didn’t eat something.

He shifted in his seat slightly, not only to press further against her leg, but also to relieve the pressure once again building in his crotch.

His movements were so obvious that she wouldn’t be fooled, so there was no point hiding it. He tried to be funny.

“I have to make a mental note,” he said. “If we’re going to work together and….play together….then I’ll have to wear looser fitting pants. You may think you’re not as experienced as I am in sports performance, but I can guarantee you that you have an extraordinary capacity to get me up for a performance.”

He reached down underneath the table until he found her ankle. Then he wrapped his hands around it and slowly lifted her foot. He slipped off her black Nike and her sock. He couldn’t see it, but her foot felt soft and small in his hands. He gently massaged the underside of her foot, under the arch and the ball and toes. Very gently. Then placed her foot on the seat between his legs.

He surprised himself with his boldness.

Now that’s forward, he thought, but I want to know how she feels.

Her foot nestled in his crotch felt electric and the tops of her toes were just touching him through his jeans, but that was not the reason for his forwardness.

He gently pushed the cuff of her jeans up a little and then started to gently massage her calf. He rubbed very slowly, up and down. Her calf was firm, but not too bulky. He could grab her whole calf in his hand and give it a squeeze, and then he continued the rubbing. It felt like he was doing it for hours, but he was certain it was only for a few seconds.

He stopped for a moment and placed his hand over her foot, pressing it slightly into him.

He looked directly at her, no joking now.

“This is not an accident.”

His voice was low.

“I totally mean it.”

 

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Devyn watched as Crameri blatantly shifted around in his seat. It was obvious to her what he was doing and she smiled across the table innocently at him. She knew what she was doing Santa smart. Getting involved with the man she was going to be working with for months? Going to his beach side house? It was all incredibly stupid... but it just felt so perfect.

She loved teasing him like this. Of course... she wasn't the type to tease and then go back on her words. He would actually enjoy himself she thought with a smile... or so she hoped.

He popped a scallop into his mouth and she watched him chew before grabbing one herself and eating it. She wasn't even really hungry anymore but soured she should eat something.

He commented on him needing looser pants and she laughed softly. "I do apologize... maybe I should stop?" She asked and then shook her head. "But I don't think so".

He reached down then and his large hand clasped around her ankle. Her eyes widened slightly in question. Then before she knew it he had gently removed her shoe and sock and his hands were deftly massaging her foot. Her head fell back slightly and she moaned quietly. "That feels amazing" she told him.

Then suddenly he moved her foot to in between his legs. Her whole body thrummed with awareness and desire. She could feel the evidence of his own desire pulsing against her foot. Her eyes connected with his then and she was certain he could see how turned on she was.

He then moved his hand slowly up to her calf. The massage he was getting was so sensual... so erotic... she could feel her panties growing damp beneath the jeans. Then he pressed her foot hard against his arousal and spoke in a deep voice. This was no joke.

Devyn's eyes dilated and she gazed over at him. "I mean it too" she said, slowly rubbing her foot up and down against the bulge in his pants. "This is probably the stupidest thing I've ever done" she admitted but then grinned. "But it feels perfect" she said, shooting him a saucy wink.

"We should probably get out of here before we make a spectacle of ourselves".

 

[Fish_Tales]

Robert could tell she was enjoying it. He had her bare foot pressed into his crotch and he continued to massage her calf. Smooth and firm. It was all he could do to keep his other hand on the table.

"This is probably the stupidest thing I've ever done," she said, grinning. "But it feels perfect" she said with a wink.

"We should probably get out of here before we make a spectacle of ourselves".

Robert admitted that he had been thinking that to himself. He no longer felt hungry. Plus, sitting on the other side of the table seemed too far away from her.

“I guess you’re right, we should leave now,” he said. “It doesn’t look like we’re going to be eating much any time soon. Plus everyone’ll think I’m David Copperfield – I’m so excited this table is about to levitate! I suggest we should get another cab and see what’s happening with the band at The Corner. Where we go from there, we’ll see….” He trailed off.

He smiled at her.

“Gino will understand.”

He was about to call Gino over, when he looked back to her. He had her foot in his lap and was still caressing her calf. It felt so good. So warm.

So right.

“And Devyn, it’s not stupid,” he said. His voice was hoarse. “But I mean it when I say I want you to work with me. If this is going to get in the way….”

He paused.

He wanted her so much, but he also didn’t want to jeopardise their future work.

He looked around to call Gino over.

While he was turned in his seat looking for Gino, he whispered, “Oh, and by the way, I’m definitely sitting in the back with you!”

 

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Devyn giggled when he mentioned the table levitating. An image filled her mind of him, arms spread wide and the table wobbling in mid air balanced on his erection.

He suggested they go check out the band and she nodded her agreement. She needed Rondo something to reduce the impact the wine was having on her.

“And Devyn, it’s not stupid.. But I mean it when I say I want you to work with me. If this is going to get in the way….”

Devyn blushed a bit but smiled. "It will be ok. I can still manage to be professional about everything when it's required" she said softly.

He said he would be sitting in the back with her and she laughed again. "Well we wouldn't want the cab driver to think that your... excitement.... was based towards him" she said still laughing.

Gino came over there and Rob settled things up with him before they headed out to get another cab. This time Devyn didn't even hesitate, she reached out and placed her hand in his automatically. It felt as if she needed to. It was a natural reaction for her. It felt right.

 

[Fish_Tales]

He felt like he was in a whirlpool. It was dragging him in, but he didn’t want to get out. If this was what it felt like to be trapped in the giddy cage of desire and attraction, then lock the door and throw away the key.

"It will be ok. I can still manage to be professional about everything when it's required," she said to him softly, and she looked like she meant it. She was happy that he would sit in the back with her and that made his chest tight.

You asked for this, Crameri. Now, can you handle it?

Her hand slipped comfortably into his as he hailed another cab for them.

He opened the door for her and she slid in. He followed her and shut the door.

“The Corner,” he said to the cab driver.

He slid across on the seat till he was beside her, their bodies pressing together. This time there was no pretence at modesty, no furtive attempts at contact. He put his arm around her shoulders and pressed her close. He didn’t care about the fact that his cock was trying to burst out of his pants. In fact, he didn’t care about anything besides the fact that he was holding her close to him.

He had only known her for a matter of hours, but it felt like years. He pressed into her, his chin above her head. He could smell her perfume now. He hadn’t dared get this close before. He wasn’t a perfume aficionado, but he could tell what she was wearing was tasteful. It enhanced her, not disguised her.

I don’t care, he thought, if this is wrong or right. She makes me feel good.

He caressed her arm with the hand he had over her shoulder.

“I don’t know about you, Devyn,” he said, “but this feels right. If I have to apologise for anything, I will, but I’ll be damned if I don’t do it.”

Even in the darkness of the cab, he could look into her green eyes. He hadn’t really noticed them before and they made her all the more attractive. He pulled her even closer and then turned her head slightly with his free hand. He lowered his face to her and kissed her gently.

Crameri, I think you’re totally gone now….

 

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They walked together to the street, his hand wrapping comfortably around hers and he hailed a cab. He opened the door for her, making her smile. Maybe chivalry wasn't dead after all. She slid in before him and then was thrilled when he immediately scooted in and pressed close to her. A thrill ran through her body and she felt a dull ache of desire form in her stomach.

His arm encircled her shoulders and she was immediately impressed by the muscles she felt pressing against her. She could smell a faint smell of either cologne and it smelled heavenly... like pure male. She shifted slightly so that she was pressed against his side, her right shoulder against the left side of his chest. She placed her right arm on his thigh for balance and could feel his erection against her arm although she tried not to touch it. Not because shebdidnt want to but because she didn't want to make him any more uncomfortable than she knew he already had to be. She was hoping to help him with that later that afternoon.

His large hand was moving up and down her arm gently and she sighed in pleasure as she leaned into the caress.

“I don’t know about you, Devyn but this feels right. If I have to apologise for anything, I will, but I’ll be damned if I don’t do it.”

His words sent happiness coursing through her veins. "I don't believe you will have a single thing to apologize about" she said as she rubbed her hand up and down his thigh."I think this gonna be just fine".

And then... he leaned forward and kissed her. His hand was on her cheek and the kiss was gentle and about the sweetest kiss she had ever experienced. She pressed herself as close as she could to him and pressed her lips even harder against his, enjoying the raw desire that courses through her.

She had never in her life felt so attracted to a man before. She wanted him more than anything at that point in time. She was totally addicted to him.

 

[Fish_Tales]

He gave her a small kiss. She looked up at him, those green eyes inviting him in.

To pleasure.

"I don't believe you will have a single thing to apologize about," she said, as she rubbed her hand up and down his thigh. No pretending now. "I think this is gonna be just fine".

Her hand on his thigh felt like a heavy weight. Not because she was pressing down on him, but rather the need for more was focusing his attention on it.

He held her face with his free hand and then really kissed her this time. A strong kiss, pressing into her lips. He was halfway to facing her and he could feel her body, her breasts, as his arm went across her.

He brought the arm he had around her back and shoulders up and carefully entwined his fingers in her dark hair. It felt like silk. Soft and smooth and that only made his desire grow. He very gently pulled back on her hair, exposing her neck to him.

He planted soft kisses on her neck, travelling upwards from her chest towards her chin. Soft, warm kisses. He wanted to have her right there in the cab, but he also wanted this to be right.

Plenty of time....

He raised his mouth from her neck and then began to kiss her softly around her mouth. First, on the side of her lips and then on her top lip. Ever so gently. He doubted that he had ever been so gentle in his life, but he wanted to savour her, taste her.

Finally, he returned to her mouth fully, planting his lips on hers and opening a little. He pushed his tongue forward to taste her. A mix of beer, wine, prawns and everything else.

But also a taste of her.

He held her head in one head and he traced his other hand softly across her breasts.

He forgot about the cab driver, he forgot about the band, he forgot about his problems….

There was only her.

The trance was broken when the cab driver said, “We are nearly there, sir.”

He looked down at her face, the face he’d been kissing.

Damn.

But at least they had all night….

 

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This man is gonna be the death of me. Death from pleasure overload.

Devyn could focus only on this man and what he was doing to her body. They had both shifted so that their chests were touching. She felt his hand trailing up around her shoulders and back and then felt those fingers wrap gently in her hair. The touch caused a faint whimper to escape Devyn's lips. He had no idea of course, that having her hair touched, teased, even gently pulled, was one of the most pleasurable things a man could do to her. But oh God it felt so good. And then he did it...

He pulled her hair just gently enough to expose her creamy throat to his hungry mouth. A low moan escaped her lips this time... probably loud enough for the cab driver to hear but she didn't care. Her hands moved, one of them wrapping around the back of his neck and the other moving to fist lightly in his shirt. His lips began to travel up from her chest, over her neck and to her chin.

He kissed her chin and then all around her lips before finally back to her lips where the kiss was much deeper, much more intense than before. His tongue flicked out and touched hers, tangliing togetet in a most intimate meeting. She could taste him... many of the same tastes she was sure he could taste on her... but there also an underlying taste that was somehow all male but she wasn't sure what it was. It tasted heavenly.

As their kiss deepened she felt his hand brush her breasts and sucked in a sharp breath. Her body automatically strained towards that touch wanting and needing more. She needed more from this man and needed it now...

We are nearly there, sir.

The cab driver!

She had totally forgotten him. Heat stole up her neck and cheeks staining them a pretty pink as their kiss broke and she sagged against his hard body.

"Holy shit" she murmured quietly so the cab driver couldnt hear her. She turned her hooded eyes in Rob's direction and smiled conspiratorially. She couldn't wait to see where the night would lead...

 

[Fish_Tales]

He kept looking at her after their kiss broke. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say. Her fist was pressed into his chest, his shirt balled up in it. His left hand was all over her. His right hand was gently holding her by the hair, presenting that beautiful face to him.

I want you, Devyn Griffith, like I’ve never wanted anything or anyone for such a long time.

"Holy shit," she said, smiling at him.

He cheekily ran his hand down her chest, over her hard belly and down between her legs. A light feathering with his fingers….

Then he pulled his hand away.

For now.

“We’re here,” he said, smirking. “The pub, that is. Thank God nothing else arrived though you were doing your level best!”

He gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

“How cute,” he said mischievously, “you’re blushing!”

The cab driver did what all discrete cab drivers do: he took Robert’s money and gave him a light wink, as they got out of the car.

He was out first and took her hand as she got out. It had become their thing to do. Holding hands was automatic.

She was going to be surprised. He was pretty well known here for his somewhat wild ways. He was the celebrity sports doctor. These were his people. They made him feel young and they respected him. It didn’t win him any kudos with the establishment, but fuck it, he didn’t want that.

He glanced at his watch. Nine thirty. The night was still young. The boys wouldn’t be on for at least an hour. He knew she liked dancing. He wasn’t much of a dancer, but shit, he’d pay to watch her dance.

The line outside the pub was about thirty metres long, but he led her straight past everyone and up to the entrance.

Ahmed and Peter were at the door. Ahmed was at least three hundred pounds of muscle. Peter was smaller, but just as imposing.

“Hey, Doc,” said Ahmed, raising his hand to be slapped. “The boys said you’d be here tonight. Good to see you up and about.”

“How're you going?” said Robert. “I feel bad about walking straight in, but, fuck it, I’m old, I can’t wait out here!”

They both laughed.

Ahmed looked at Devyn.

“Geez, Doc, are you kidding me?” he said winking at Robert. “Nice bit of work.”

“Devyn, Ahmed. Ahmed, Devyn. That’s all the introduction you’re getting you sly fox.”

Ahmed laughed again.

“Ah, it’s you smart guys that get all the chicks,” he said.

“Chicks?” joked Robert. “Ahmed, in today’s enlightened times, it’s “women”, not chicks.”

Ahmed rolled his eyes.

“Yeah, whatever. Go through. They’ve even set you up with a tab at the bar.”

“Shit, that's good work.”

He held on firmly to Devyn’s hand and led her into the pub. The lights were on as the support act had finished.

Impulsively, he turned around, pressed her into him and gave her a strong kiss right in front of everyone. A few people cat-called, some whistled, some cheered and some clapped.

“I hope you don’t mind,” he said, “but I just had to do that.”

He broke their embrace.

“You’re famous now,” he said, grinning.

“Well,” he said rubbing his hands, “I reckon, fuck it, I want a drink. What about you?”

 

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He was staring at her intently and she could see the desire swirling in his eyes. It enhanced her own desire... but nearly as much as when he trailed his fingers down her chest and over turbine place where she ached to feel him most. She bit her lip to keep from moaning.

He mentioned being there and her doing her best to get him there. She laughed softly and shook her head. "Doc... you haven't seen anywhere near my best. I'm a softball player remember? Bats and balls are my specialty".

With that he kissed her cheek and they got out. Devyn noticed the extremely long line and glanced back to Robert.

He had paid the cab driver and now had her hand in his again. "Maybe we should have gotten here earlier" Devyn said.

But he surprised her by leading her directly to the door where two burly bouncers stood. The men immediately greeted Crameri and mentioned him being on a list. Devyn was surprised. What other connections did this man have?

The men traded jabs back and forth, one named Ahmed commenting on Devyn and making her smile a bit shyly. The man said they could go through... Robert already had a bar tab.

Devyn was more than impressed. She followed behind him. Once inside she was taken off guard when Robert turned and placed a long, searing kiss to her lips. Shebheard the cat calls, shouts and whistles and immediately blushed again. Why did this man have the power to do that to her?

He apologized and she laughed. "That's the last apology I want to hear from you tonight, Doc's she said using the nickname several people had called him and grinning. He asked about a drink. "Another drink would be nice. Whatever you're having".

As he approached the bar Devyn watched the people dancing with a smile. God she SO wanted to get out there.

 

[Fish_Tales]

"That's the last apology I want to hear from you tonight, Doc,” she said.

He smiled. Doc. She really did feel comfortable.

Good.

“Ok, then I definitely won’t apologise for this,” he said.

He placed his hands on either side of her head and planted another kiss on her. The music was playing before the band was due and he pressed himself closer to her, maintaining the contact with her lips. He moved slowly and felt the front of her body against his. Her breast against his chest, her belly to his, her crotch......

He raised his head from the kiss and looked into her eyes. Then he made an exaggerated motion of looking down between them.

“I guess it’s futile to try and disguise how I’m feeling. I feel like I have a softball bat shoved down my pants!” he said smiling at her again.

I’m doing a lot of that, aren’t I, he thought.

Smiling.

They started to make their way through the crowd when a Little Red song came on. They were a bunch of nerds made big. It wasn’t particularly one of Robert’s favourites, but the bass beat and piano always made Robert want to dance.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VoQwwcf2ERU&feature=fvsr

Better still, it leant it itself to some close dancing.

Which I want to do now. Press her close.

Without warning Devyn, he spun her around and towards him so that they were pressed almost face to face. He threw his arms around her and then placed his each of his hands on a butt cheek and started to sway.

He was so aware of her, he didn’t really hear the music.

He pressed his face into her neck and shoulder and nuzzled her gently. He flicked her hair with his nose and nibbled on her ear lobe.

He swayed to the music, pressing her closer and closer until he feared he was going to crush her. They were so close now that every movement of her hips sent waves of pleasure through him.

He pulled his head back slightly.

“I guess we can have that drink in a few minutes,” he said dreamily.

Then he pulled her even closer, immersed himself in the softness of her, the smell of her hair, the taste of her lips and forgot about everything else….

 

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Devyn smiled when he began to kiss her again. She was loving each and every touch of his body to hers. He framed her face again and kissed her deeply. Their tongues tangled and her body was pressed tightly against his in an intimate embrace. She could feel his muscular chest pressing against her soft and pliant one, her hard nipples biting into his chest. Her belly was pressed against his as well, both of them equally as flat and toned although his was ripped with muscles where hers wasn't. Even their lower bodies were pressed together, her thighs to his and she could feel his erection straining against where she herself wanted it most.

“I guess it’s futile to try and disguise how I’m feeling. I feel like I have a softball bat shoved down my pants!”

Devyn giggled and glanced down. "Looks like it too" she murmured.

Just then a song came on and although she didn't know it she realized it had a great beat to it and would be easy to dance to. Just as the thought crossed her mind Robert spun her around and pulled her so close it caused her to gasp. He began to move to the song then, making her beam.

"You dance?" She asked excitedly. But he let his body answer her for him. He swayed with a natural rhythm that wasn't easy to learn. He had to have it within him. She herself had that same easy rhythm so when they began to dance it was perfect. Their bodies moved and swayed together in sync amazingly.

He had his face pressed into her neck and hair and it made goosebumps of pleasure rise along her skin. He murmured something but she didn't understand, she was too wrapped up in the way his body felt pressed against hers moving silently to the beat. She had caught the rhythm of the music by then and at one point she spun away Robert and began to dance on her own, putting on a kind of show for him and whoever was watching. She'd show them how Americans could dance, she thought with a smirk.

She waved her hips and slid her hands up and down her body teasingly. She grinned at Robert and winked playfully before moving back over to him and into his arms.

 

[Fish_Tales]

When he’d grabbed her to dance, she been excited. When they’d finished kissing and their tongues were back in their own mouths, she’d looked at him.

"You dance?" she’d said, as if it was unnatural for a guy to dance.

Of course I dance, he thought. Not very well, but at least I try. He just kept moving and sliding against her, no need for words.

They enjoyed the feeling of each other now. There were no barriers between them, no shyness. They could enjoy what they were doing without fear of embarrassment.

She definitely could dance. She spun away from him and began to move to the beat on her own. She ran her hands up and down her body and was grinning at him. Her hips were moving in such a way that all he could think about was grabbing either side of them and thrusting into her. The thought made him harder than he already was, which was almost impossible.

Come get me.

At least that’s what he thought her moves said. He grinned. I am a professor after all. I can read sign language.

He thought of her hands running up and down her body and wanted them so much to be his hands. All the dancing with her had primed him into a position where he thought he was going to explode.

He didn’t know how he was going to get through the show. He knew it was childish, but the way he was feeling at the moment, there was a high probability he’d cum in his pants.

Just like high school. He smiled to himself. She was bringing out such desire in him….

Just as he was missing her body, she bounced back to him. There was another song on, but he didn’t care what it was. It didn’t matter. What mattered was that he was holding her close, pressing her close.

He turned her around, swaying and moving the whole time and pressed her back to his chest. Now his hardness was pressed against her butt. As she moved to the music, he wrapped his arms around the front of her, making sure to cup her breasts gently in each hand.

There was nothing gentle, however, with the way he was grinding himself against her arse. It felt so good with his arms around her and his face buried in her hair.

And his cock pressing against her behind.

Christ, we better be careful we don’t put on a show for the whole pub, he thought.

But still, he kept holding her….

 

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Finally the song changed and Devyn sashayed back to Robert, grinning mischievously. She figured they were probably done dancing. In her experience there weren't a whole lot of men who enjoyed dancing. But the doc surprised her. He immediately grabbed her and spun her around so that this time it was her ass pressed across his hard-on.

She smiled to herself. He didn't know what he was getting himself into. He pulled her back until her back was pressed against his muscular chest. Or maybe it was she that didn't know what she was getting into. Suddenly his hands were caressing her breasts right there in public.

People are watching! her mind screamed.

God, don't let him stop! her body screamed.

It felt so good. She moaned softly, knowing there was no way he could hear it but he probably felt the vibrations travel through her chest. She continued to move and sway to the beat although not as fast or as much as before as she didn't want to risk him removing his hands from right where she wanted them.

Eventually the song wound down and even though she regretted it, Devyn knew they had to calm down before he ended up fucking her right then and there. She turned around and grinned at Robert with an innocent look in her eyes.

"Wow" she mouthed to him and then moved her lips closer to his ear. "I don't think I've ever been this attracted to a man" she said softly in his ear in a totally serious voice. She meant it. She was addicted to everything about him.

 

[Fish_Tales]

Robert knew they must have looked like a couple of sex-starved kids, but he couldn’t do anything about it. His body wanted her and she seemed more than willing.

They stood on the dance floor with her facing away from him and he was holding her closely. His hand cupped her breasts. He was being gentle, but still, he was practically fondling her in the middle of the pub.

He didn’t want to let go.

Ever.

She was moving slowly and the feeling of her body rubbing on his chest and crotch was getting him so hot and sweaty, that he felt he was in serious danger of losing control and ripping all their clothing off right there and then. Her butt was gyrating against his erection. He was sure that even in the limited light everyone would be able to see how much he was enjoying himself.

But he didn’t care.

The song stopped. Thank God for that. At least I won’t be arrested for indecency. He smiled.

Not that I’d mind….

She saved him from further embarrassment by turning around and looking at him. She made a show of innocence, her green eyes twinkling. She knew exactly how he was feeling. She wouldn’t have been able to mistake it.

He took her hands and just stood there looking her. He couldn’t believe he’d just danced with her. She looked so fresh.

So real.

She moved her head closer to him. The song had just stopped, but the place was buzzing with the noises of drinking, talking, romancing. All his attention was focussed on her.

“Wow,” she mouthed to him. He didn’t hear her, but he knew what she was saying. He so wanted to kiss that mouth again.

And again.

She moved her head closer still. He let go of one of her hands and cupped her head as she moved to whisper in his ear. His lips were brushing the side of her head. He could feel her warm breath on the side of his face.

"I don't think I've ever been this attracted to a man," she said softly.

He nodded as if to say me too. Then he kissed her on the cheek, grabbed her hand and led her away from the dance floor.

His chest felt tight and his legs felt like jelly as he walked. Was this all going too fast? How had this happened? Devyn had gone from cricket dream girl to reality in a matter of half a day. The surreal image of her in his mind had materialised in front of him. Not only materialised, it had been pressed against him.

He wanted more. It was like a craving he had to satisfy. He didn’t know how the night was going to end, but for once, Robert had to be honest. No more Mr. Cool. He had to really go for this girl.

No point dying wondering, eh Crameri?

He wanted the night to go on forever....

They walked towards the bar. Robert was working hard on ignoring the fact that he looked like he had a smallgoods factory stuffed down his pants. He had worked up a little sweat on the dance floor. He took of his jacket and threw it across the bar. The girl nodded. He knew her. She was a student of his.

Not much older than Devyn.

Stop second guessing yourself. Devyn is here with you because she wants to be. Just go with it, man. For once in your life, stop being so analytical.

Now he only had his white t shirt on. He always felt a little self conscious dressing like that in these sorts of environments. Most students and academics were, to put it politely, unfit. Robert stood out with his lean muscular body. He didn’t mind being fit, it was just that he didn’t want to stuff it down someone else’s throat like some mindless jock.

Not that at thirty seven you could be a jock….

He held Devyn close to him again, his hand on her shoulder.

He turned to her and smiled.

“This time I’m having a beer,” he said. “I’ll get us two.”

He raised two fingers to the girl behind the bar.

“The band’s not long. I might need some water with lotsa ice too,” he said looking down at his bulging crotch. “To pour down my pants.”

He paused for a while looking at her.

“I wouldn’t want to poke someone’s eye out,” he said laughing.

 

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Robert kissed her on the cheek and then led her towards the bar. Her mind was a whirl of thoughts as they walked that way.

What the hell are you doing girl? He's a professor.

Yeah but not HER professor.

He's a lot older than you.

Yeah, so? Who cared about age nowadays?

You're gonna be working together.

We can keep it professional when we need to.

He lives on the other side of the planet from you. You will be going home in a few months.

So what? It didn't have to get serious like that. She could control her emotions enough to not get herself hurt.

Yeah, right.

She mentally shook her head and told herself to shut up. She wad attracted to him and was gonna act on that attraction. Consequences be damned.

They got to the bar and he pulled his jacket off. Devyn's eyes immediately traced thebway hos white tshirt clung to his broad chest and shoulders as well as his nicely defined biceps. Her knees went weak with desire. God she wanted him to take the damn shirt off too!!

The bartender took his jacket and seemed to know exactly what to do with it. He ten ordered two beers for them. He mentioned his arousal and she laughed out loud.

"Well trust me... if I have to stay here with you in that shirt..." she trailed her finger down the center of his shirt to his waistband... "then I might need a bucket or something... cause if I weren't wearing jeans my ummm... arousal... would be just as evident as yours" she said with a wide grin.

"You're in such amazing shape" she told him as she flattened her hand against his flat abs.

"I had better get a chance to see you without this shirt on later... otherwise you would be the biggest tease on the face of this Earth".

 

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The bar girl dropped the beers on the beer and waved her hand as he went to put his hand in his pocket. He’d forgotten about the open tab. Shit. That’s all they needed. They’d been practically humping each other on the dance floor. Alcohol wouldn’t help that.

Devyn said she was aroused too. No wonder with what he’d been doing, but it was probably just the excitement of the night and the booze. Though, to be fair, they hadn’t had a drink for an hour till now. Maybe she really was aroused?

You’ve still got it, Crameri!

He told his mind to not be so crude. He didn’t want to think like this. He was enjoying this. It was the most fun he’d had in a long time.

He passed a beer to her and started drinking his. They leaned on the bar. It was funny how people had given him room. Maybe they thought it was good he’d brought a girl in, especially this girl.

Hey folks, it’s the monk Robert, give him a chance to get his rocks off. Finally!

"You're in such amazing shape" she told him as she flattened her hand against his flat abs.

He nearly blushed.

“Well, I try, I guess,” he said. It’d be pretty hypocritical of me in my field to turn into a fat blob.”

He drank his beer and averted his eyes. Shit, a stunning woman was commenting on his body when all he wanted to do was….

She interrupted his thoughts.

"I had better get a chance to see you without this shirt on later... otherwise you would be the biggest tease on the face of this Earth".

He was unused to this sort of attention, or maybe he just never took any notice. He tried to be funny.

“Of course you’ll see me without this shirt on later,” he said grinning. “I thought we might go swimming tomorrow.”

He pulled her close and whispered in her ear, his lips brushing it.

“If you don’t stop talking like that, I’m going to run to the bathroom to preserve some decency.”

He pulled away from her and got into the spirit of her flirtiness.

“I assure you, Ms. Griffith, if it’s up to me, you will definitely be seeing me without this shirt on sooner rather than later. But it's not my shirt I most want to see off.”

Then, with his most serious face, he raised his beer to drink from it and made an exaggerated exhibition of flexing his bicep.

He held on to it for a couple of seconds, and then said, “That’s my girl attractor. Beware.”

But then he couldn’t help it.

He started laughing.

 

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When he pulled her close and whispered in her ear, Devyn nearly melted into a puddle at the contact of his lips against her skin again. He whispered about going to the bathroom to preserve decency and she giggled although the comment brought wicked ideas to her mind.

She watched as he playfully took a drink flexing his biceps. She had the urge to reach up and squeeze them like some little girl or something but she held back and instead just laughed at his joking.

She moved closer to him so that she was nearly chest to chest as they stood there. She moved her mouth close to his ear again so he could hear her above the crowds din.

"So... doc... when we gonna head to the bathroom... together?" She whispered wickedly with a sassy grin. Meanwhile her mind was screaming at her.

Are you NUTS girl? Sex in a public bathroom?

She forcefully shut that part of her mind off and focused intently on the shocked look that spread across his face at blatant words.

He's gonna think you're a slut.

She stifled the urge to wince. Ok so she was kind of acting like one. Maybe she should explain Tay really she wasn't... she didn't fall into bed with random guys.... it was something about HIM in specific...

 

[Fish_Tales]

Robert thought he was pretty funny. She moved in close to him and he lowered his head to hear what she was saying.

"So... doc... when we gonna head to the bathroom... together?"

He brought his head back to look at her face.

Did I just hear what I thought I heard?

She was grinning at him, her eyes twinkling. She meant it. He was shocked. That’s what he’d been thinking about for hours, but he’d promised her a meal, the band….

He finished his drink and raised his eyebrow at the girl at the bar. He then raised two fingers.

He looked back to Devyn.

Now she was looking at him a little uncertainly. He knew what she was thinking. He thinks I’m a slut. He thinks I’m easy.

He actually thought no such thing. He’d been swept up in the whole thing just as much as she had. She had only articulated what they wanted when he hadn’t the balls to say it. Another thing he liked about her. He admired her for telling him what she wanted, rather than sitting back like him.

He looked down at her with a serious face.

“Devyn Griffiths, I’m a gentleman. But sometimes gentlemen get the wrong idea,” he said. “They assume things and generally assume them incorrectly.”

He looked to see her reaction before he continued, to make sure she’d heard him.

“But a true gentleman gives a woman what she wants,” he said.

He smiled.

“Of course, it’s easier when the gentleman in question wants exactly the same thing. I have a problem and you have offered to rectify it. I reckon I should take you up on that offer and maybe rectify some problems that you may have as well.”

He winked at her.

“Wait here,” he said without waiting for a reply. He didn’t want her changing her mind. He walked away to find Ahmed out front.

Are you fucking mad, Crameri? You’re going to go out back with a girl you’ve just met? With a student at your university? With a girl you’re going to work with?

Shut up, he thought to the voice in his head. I bloody well am.

It only took a few minutes. He was back next to her at the bar.

He jangled a bunch of keys in his hand.

“Now, Ms. Griffith, if you are still willing to assist me in resolving my issue, then I would suggest you accompany me….”

Then he pick up the two beers on the bar and walked towards the side of the stage.

I hope I’m doing the right thing.

 

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Dev saw the wide eyed look that Robert gave her when she asked him. He looked shocked and she couldn't blame him. Frankly SHE was a bit shocked at her suggestion. Had she really just asked him to fuck her in a public place like that?? ... well yeah... she had.

At first she thought he was going to deny her and felt her face start to burn in shame... but then his next words reassured her.

“But a true gentleman gives a woman what she wants".

Her eyes darted to his and a slow smile crept across her lips. He spoke of rectifying some problems and then winked making her giggle some more. Then he asked her to wait and moved away. She stared after him a bit confused as to where he was going when he disappeared out tjebdoor. What? Was he running to a convenience store to get a condom or something? she thought with a smirk.

Then he was back and had a set of keys in his hands and was jangling them expectantly. Shebwondered where they were to but didn't ask as they picked up their beers and she followed him back to the side of the stage...

Well they weren't going to the public bathrooms that was for sure...

 

[Fish_Tales]

Robert still couldn’t believe what he was doing. He had a gorgeous woman following him to the second bandroom. Not only was she following him, but they were actually going in there with the intention of fucking.

He couldn’t remember anything he’d done before that came close to the thrill and excitement of what they were about to do.

They walked around the stage and to a door at the back. After they’d gone through that door, there was a corridor with another door with a star marked “2”.

Robert fumbled with the keys till he found the right one. He wanted to get in there quickly in case one of the Bluejuice boys or someone else walked by.

Doc. Nice work. You just met her.

He didn't need that. He didn’t think of her like that, but he knew what others would think. That grumpy old Crameri was back on the bike and thank God. Fuck her brains out and then maybe he could lighten up a little.

No.

It was more than that….

He finally got them into the room. Of course, the last key had been the right key. The room wasn’t much, but it had a table, some chairs and a couch.

Once Devyn had come through, he shut the door and turned the snip. At least they wouldn’t get disturbed.

He took another rather large sip of his beer. Dutch courage?

“Ok then, Ms. Griffiths. What do you propose we do now,” he said smiling at her.

"I believe there were a few problems we had between us that we needed to rectify."

 

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Understanding dawned in her mind as she and Crameri headed towards the band rooms. She wondered what he had told the bouncer to get the keys. She probably didn't want to know. It took what seemed like hours before he got the right key.

Together they walked in and he shut and locked the door before turning to face her. He took a drink of beer and she merely sat hers on a nearby table.

He smiled and asked her what next which made her giggle softly.

"Well, Dr Crameri... i believe you promised to let me see you without a shirt on" she said playfully as she took a step towards him and placed her hands at the waistband of his pants and slid her hands up and under the hem of his shirt, across his warm, flat stomach.

 

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Her hands felt electric on him. She slid them under his shirt and ran them across his stomach.

"Well, Dr Crameri... I believe you promised to let me see you without a shirt on," she said.

He felt the desire build up in him as he watched her standing in front of him, her hands roaming over him.

“I should probably tell you,” he said, “I’m training for a major swim in six weeks and I’ve shaved down. I hope that doesn’t bother you? I might feel smooth, but really I’m hard…. for you.”

As she felt around under his shirt, he took her head in his hands and pulled her towards him. He kissed her. Gently at first, but then he pressed harder on her mouth and forced his tongue to meet hers.

She tasted so good. This was so good.

He continued kissing her while he took his hands to the bottom of his shirt and started to pull it up. He broke their kiss for a few moments to get the shirt over his head. He threw the shirt onto the couch and then resumed kissing her.

After a few moments, he pulled away slightly and said, “You like?”

Then he started to fumble with her jersey, but they were so entwined, he wasn’t doing a very good job of it.

“Sorry,” he said, “but I haven’t had much practice at this lately.”

 

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He said he had shaved and she grinned. "I don't mind at all believe me" she said softly. And then he was pulling her close and kissing her deeply. She moaned softly as once again his unique flavor filled her mouth. It was heavenly.

Eventually he lifted his shirt up over his body but before she could get a good look he was kissing her again... not that she was complaining. Her hands were on his hard, smooth flesh and she moaned softly.

Finally he broke the kiss and she got a chance to gaze at him. He asked if she liked what she saw and she laughed softly. "I don't like, I love" she said as she trailed a palm down his cheat and to hos abs.

He began to fumble with her jersey then and joked about not having done that recently. She sucked in a sharp breath.

"Robert I... I want you to know... I don't do this with just anyone. I'm really not a whore or anything... there's just something about you" she said softly.

Then she reached down and tugged her jersey up over her head revealing her flat belly and her 36c breasts encased in a black lace bra. She tossed her Jersey on top of his shirt and shrugged slightly, giving him a wide smile.

 

[Fish_Tales]

She spoke as he tried to get her jersey off.

"Robert I... I want you to know... I don't do this with just anyone. I'm really not a whore or anything... there's just something about you.”

That was exactly how he felt towards her.

“I’m no whore either,” he said, “but look at me here with you.”

He reached down and cupped her breasts in his hands. They were perfect. He reached behind her to find the clasp of her bra. He had no shame now. It had gone too far.

When he’d undone the clasp, he stood there looking at her without releasing it.

“Are you sure this is what you want? Because once I take this off, there’s no turning back. I want you so much dear Devyn.”