Jim's brow furrowed and June smiled. "Make yourself at home." She shook her head and slipped out of her jacket. "Well, you did want to come in for coffee, didn't you?"
"Er, yes, but�."
"Shhh." June smiled. "Take your jacket off, make yourself a coffee and I'll just go upstairs and slip into something more comfortable. These shoes are killing me."
Jim watched her go, the furrow in his brow deepening. Then he shrugged, slipped off his thin brown jacket and stepped into the kitchen. It was large, tidy, and boasted the biggest fridge-freezer he had ever seen in his life. Ever curious, he cracked open the door and laughed when he saw it full of ready meals. Something else they had in common then�.
He pulled two mugs across to him, and flicked on the kettle. He reached up for the coffee jar, and spooned the coffee into the mugs, one spoon and no sugar for June, one spoon and three sugars for himself.
He shook his head. He was no longer sure exactly what was going on. When June had invited him in, was it really just for coffee? He had to admit that he had rather got his hopes up, and his body had involuntarily begun to respond to his anticipation.
If this was entirely innocent then if she noticed�he felt himself flush and like an overly hormonal schoolboy.
He watched the kettle boil off, but made no move to pour the water into the mugs. His mind was racing. Then, almost involuntarily, he bolted for the door.
Just as he reached the front door, June's voice came down to him from upstairs. "Jim! Jim?"
"What?"
"Jim, I need your help, do you know anything about plumbing? The sink is blocked."
"What?" Jim muttered to himself. This was certainly not turning out as he expected. "No, not really, I�June, I have to go."
"Jim�I�.� June appeared at the top of the stairs. "I�Jim�I need you up here. Now."
"I don't know anything about sinks." Jim said, fumbling with the door handle and not looking up toward her.
"Jim�Jim, I'm sorry�I was only teasing, I�Jim�Jim look at me."
Jim slowly looked around, and up. June was standing at the top of the stairs, framed in the landing light, making her blond hair glow. She was in a short gold coloured silk nightdress, with spaghetti straps, which skimmed her slim body. His mouth dropped open.
"June�don't do that to me�I�"
June looked down at him and laughed. "Sorry. So�are you going to stand there looking like a goldfish or are you going to come up here?"
"I�" He placed a foot on the first step. "Only if you're sure."
"Jim, I'm sure. I wasn't lying when I said I need you."
Jim ascended the stairs slowly, wanting to savour the sight of her. He met her on the landing, and placed his hands on her hips, and her hands on his. "You know this will change everything."
"I know. This should feel strange, but it doesn't. It feels right."
Their eyes met, and immediately both their faces shot through with desire. June leant up to him and captured his lips. Forcing them apart she slipped her tongue inside. They kissed hungrily, June's hands first on his cheeks, then moving up to run through his blond hair.
"Jim�" She murmured. She pulled back, regarded him, her face ever so serious as she took in every part of him. Then once more, she took his hand and led him toward her bedroom.
***
Soft music was playing in June's bedroom and Jim smiled. "I'm not sure I ever had you down as a romantic."
"There are lots of things about me you don't know, Jim." June placed her arms around his neck.
"Well, you live in a house, your cat is called Toto, and you support�."
"Tottenham."
Jim looked pained, then grinned. "You're breaking my heart. And I thought we were meant for each other."
"Mmmm." June smiled cheekily, and then began unbuttoning Jim's dark blue shirt. "I think I can forgive your Arsenal obsession."
"Well, being a Spurs fan doesn�t require forgiveness, it requires utmost understanding and sympathy."
"I know; I'm in therapy." June reached the last button of his shirt, pulled it out of his belted jeans. She ran her hands up over his stomach, to his chest. She began to slowly slip the shirt off over his shoulders.
"June�" Jim placed his hands around her waist and pulled her close. She felt his excitement through the material of his jeans and hiked her eyebrows at him. "Impatient, aren't we?"
"Sorry�."
"You see�the beauty of taking things slowly is you can savour every moment." June kissed his mouth, his neck, his chest, and her soft breath making him suck in a deep breath of his own. "And I have waited for this for so�so long�"
Jim caught her chin in his grasp, made her look up at him. "You have?"
"You don't know how long I've wanted this�" June voice was breathy, husky.
"I do�" Jim gasped as June ran her hand down the front of his jeans. She smiled, took a step back, held out a hand to prevent Jim coming closer. She stepped over to her mini hi-fi, cranked the music up a little higher - "Move Closer" by Phyllis Nelson. Then again she stepped forward, placed her hands around his neck, and moved his own hands so they were on her waist. "Dance with me."
Jim looked surprised, swallowed, then shrugged and smiled. She pulled his body close, moved against him. The slow, subtle movements of her hips were increasing his arousal, and he moaned lightly. "June�" His hand began to slide down from her waist onto her buttocks.
"Not yet�" June moved his hand back up to her waist.
"June�" More urgent this time, his voice shaking a little. "Please�"
"Alright, sweetheart, its OK�" Her hands were at his waist, unbuttoning his jeans. He slid his shoes off, and she pulled his jeans down toward the floor, letting him step out of them. She stood, slid her hand round to his back, and placed her thumbs under the elastic to begin to pull them down.
As she did so, her body came into contact with his, and he shuddered. "Oh, no�June�I�" June's hands swiftly moved to hold him as his hips bucked forward, and she felt the dampness spread over the white cotton against her skin.
His breath came in gasps and he shook, moaning that he was sorry. She whispered into his hair that it was alright. As he calmed, she pulled back from him, her hands on his shoulders. His face was red with embarrassment, his hair tousled. He looked so sweet and vulnerable, and a wave of affection passed over her, which soon began to translate into something altogether more physical.
"We've got all night�" She took his hand, and pulled him toward the bed. "All night�"
She slid her flimsy nightdress over her head. "A little past it's sell by date, but it'll do." She quipped.
"You look incredible."
"So do you."
Jim looked down at himself and shrugged. "Too many ready meals."
"Jim�it's you I�lo�want. You. Not the shell you're in. You."
Jim decided to pretend not to notice her little slip. He slipped out of his shorts and got onto the bed. "If they could see us now�" He laughed.
"Oh, god, don't even think about it." June placed her hand to her face. "Just kiss me, Jim Carver." She leant back against the pillows. Jim grinned and bent down to her. "Anywhere in particular?"
"Anywhere you like."
"Anywhere?" Jim's eyes widened.
"Mmmm."
"OK�" Jim leant down once more and kissed her softly on the mouth.
"Ah, predictable as ever." June smiled. "I wonder where you'll go next�"
Jim smiled back at her and dotted a kiss on her nose, then her chin. Then he dotted a line of kisses down her neck, down her chest, until his head rested between her breasts. "Left or right?" He chuckled.
"Jim!!" June tipped her head back and laughed. Then she let her eyes fall closed. "Surprise me."
Jim let his breath warm her skin both left then right. He pulled back, and then moved down, kissing her left nipple and taking it into his mouth. He was rewarded by a deep moan from June, her body writhing a little beneath him. He moved so he was straddling her legs, and then returned to his task, similarly taking her right nipple into his mouth, sucking it, and then biting on it lightly.
June's hips arched up beneath him. "That feels so good." She muttered, her hands grasping for the sheets beside her. Moving down now, he dotted a line from her breasts down to her navel, then, shuffling back a little, he moved down�
June's hips arched up to meet his mouth. He kissed the inside of her thighs, and then let his tongue trace a line toward his goal. "Jim�" June's voice cracked, it was almost pained. He found her most sensitive spot, and ran his tongue over it. June moaned loudly, despairingly.
His tongue moved back, tasting her dampness, then flickered into her. "Oh�" June lifted her upper body up a little, searched for and found his hair, placing her hands in it, pulling at the strands. He looked up at her, then moved back up her body, leaving one hand between her legs, a rough finger rubbing hard at her clitoris. "Jim, please�don't do that, I'll�" Her eyes fell shut, and then, in just a brief second, the finger was gone and Jim was inside her.
"How did you do that?" She breathed.
"That would be telling."
June laughed, but her laughter turned to quiet moans as he began to move inside her. He was gentle, so gentle, but yet�he had brought her to such a peak of excitement as she had never felt before. She ran her hands down the soft skin of his back. Her legs came round and encircled his, her hands found his buttocks and she encouraged his movements.
She looked up at him, his face above her, his expression one of utter exhilaration tinged with awe as he regarded her.
She brought one hand up and placed it on his face, which was damp with sweat. Then she ran her hand round to the back of his neck, and brought his head down, close to hers. With quivering lips she kissed him, then, as Jim upped his speed a little, her head moved to the side and her eyes fell shut, allowing her to concentrate on what was happening inside her.
Her moans became louder, out of control, her hands flailed and grabbed for him, pulling at him. "Please Jim�please�". He moved her head round, kissing her deeply, more passionately than any other kiss they had yet shared, then moved into her faster, deeper. Groans slipped past his lips, then June's name�.
June met his eyes, then, almost involuntarily her head tipped back and she screamed out loud. Her hips arched upward. Jim held her tightly, then moaned as the friction of her orgasm brought him to climax.
They held each other until the shaking had stopped, until their breathing had calmed. Jim withdrew from her, yet remained on top of her, allowing her to take his face in her hands. "Jim�I�"
"What?" He gazed at her, desperate for words of affection, of love�
"Jim�it was worth waiting for."
He shook his head slowly. "It was. Oh, god�it was." He began to laugh. June looked up at his smiling eyes and began to laugh too. Then he moved so he was beside her, she moved so they were facing each other. Their eyes met, and locked. They couldn't bring themselves to look away; they were so in awe of the experience they had just shared.
At least�until June's face crossed over with renewed desire�.
THE END