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| BAD DAY by Lisa That had to have been the worst job interview of your life!! What a waste of time. You had travelled half way across the country to be there and it had all been a disaster. Firstly, you showed up ten minutes late after forgetting about the rush hour on the tube, then you left your CV in the taxi and ended up stuttering all the way through the interview. You knew straight away that there was no point, from the moment that snooty middle-aged cow invited you into her office. You needed a drink! You look up from the pavement and see a small little pub on the corner. 'Perfect..' you mutter to yourself. You walk towards the old building and take a deep breath before pushing the door open. The smell of smoke and beer fill your lungs. 'Ahhhh'. You instantly feel relaxed. You head for the bar carefully taking in the surroundings. Traditional mahogany tables, tacky photos in gold frames, horrific chandeliers and a stained red carpet. There was a distinct lack of female presence but that was fine by you, as it meant you could just relax and mull over the events of the day. ".......Erm hello???...... can I help you miss??.." The sound a husky voice wakes you from your daze. You stare blankly at the barman, to which he responds with a hurry-up-and-make-your-mind-up-i-gotta-go-on-my-break-soon look. "Um......." you begin "........um....." You hear the man next to yet out a small snigger and try to ignore it as you really aren't in the mood to introduce his groin to your knee, so you continue 'Jameson's please, no ice.' The barman lets out a relieved sigh as he goes to get your drink. You ferret in your bag for a cigarette and eventually find your packet. You open it........"Shit!!!!!" you exclaim slapping your palm on your head "Shit shit shit!!!" You close your eyes and rub the heel of your palm against your temple. *Sigh* "Here you go" this time it is a deep voice, not that of the barman, you pen your eyes to see the man next to you is holding out a packet of Marlboro. A little stunned, you take one out, "Thanks" you mutter as he whips out his lighter. "Bad day?" he asks, flashing you a sweet little smile, "How did ya guess?" "Well....." "There's your drink" the mysterious man is cut off mid sentence by the cocky barman. You pay him and turn back to the man beside you "I...um....better go sit down" you say, retreating to the corner. The man simply nods and smiles, then turns back to his own glass. *Yummmmmmm, he's quiet nice* you think as you sit silently watching him. He is medium height, well built, with gorgeous short brown hair. You smile slyly to yourself, *Maybe not such a bad day after all* The door swings open and in steps a gorgeous blonde. She has legs up to her armpits (and a skirt to match) and is everything you could ever want to be. She strolls over to the man at the bar and gives him an affectionate hug. *Oh well* you think *Nice thought*, and you set about finishing off your drink asap. Several bar trips later you decide to return to your hotel, even though you have no idea how to get there. You slip your coat on and head for the door. The dark man at the bar is still with the blonde and you try not to look as you go past, but you can't help but notice that his eyes are following you. You giggle on the way out and head into the dark, winter night. *Shit!!* It's pissing down with rain but that doesn't seem to bother you as you decide to try your luck with the street on the right. *There has to be a tube station somewhere* You carry on down the street but have absolutely no luck, you are already lost!!! You decide to try a cab, it may be easier and reach in your bag for your mobile. Just as you grasp it you hear a gang of youths heading towards you. Before you know it they are wrestling you for your bag. They push you against the wall but you refuse to let go. "Hey!!!!" You hear a loud voice shouting from down the street and suddenly the boys scurry. As they release the bag you are forced to the ground banging your head on the concrete, sending your phone flying. It shatters as it hits the floor in front of you. You begin sobbing. *How much worse can this day get?* A warm arm is soon around you attempting to lift you up. Its the man from the bar. "Shhhhh-shhhhhh.......don't cry baby, they are gone now." You look up at him but your eyes flood with tears and you bury your head in his shoulder "Ahhhhhhh...shhhhhhhh! C'mon now..........don't cry...shhhhhhhhh..." He wraps his arms tighter around you. You eventually calm down and look up at him and notice he is staring down at you. "Feeling better now??" he asks sympathetically. He strokes your hair off your face and plants a soft kiss on the graize left by the fall. "How about I take you back o mine, it's only about a minute away, and get you cleaned up and out of these wet clothes??" You smile gratefully and nod and he grasps your hand and leads you down the street. "Wait!!" you shout and run back to pick up the pieces of your phone. He kneels down beside you to help, you are on the verge of tears again but he gives you a reassuring grin and you pull yourself together. You shove the pieces in your bag and continue your walk down the street, this time he puts his arm around you to support your body. He opens the door to his house and you both slip in. "ARRRRRGGGGgggghhhhh!" you scream as you feel a fluffy body rubbing against your leg. "Harvey! NO!!! Down boy!!" He shouts, ushering the dog into the front room. "You ok???" "Yeah, just a little shaken." He rubs his hands up and down your arms and gives a soft smile. "Sorry about the mess, the cleaner's not in 'til tomorrow. I'll get you a towel" "Could I have a shower too? If you don't mind........" He turns back to you "Yeah sure, follow me." He takes you on a trail up the stairs and stops outside a blue door. "There should be a towel on the side and everything you need should be in there" he says, almost shyly. "OK, just one thing......." he looks at you confused "What the hell is your name???" He lets out a soft chuckle "It's James" "Thank god for that" you grin, "I was beginning to worry I would have to call you THINGY. I'm Clare" And you turn and enter the bathroom. You step out the shower and realize you forgot to ask for some spare clothes. *Crap* You spot a robe hanging on the back of the door, that should do, so you slip it on and go downstairs. It smells so good, very musky and manly, it had been a while since you had experienced that smell *Yummmmmmmmm* You walk towards the kitchen and see James pouring a cup of tea. "How many sugars??" he asks reaching into a cupboard. "One please, no milk" you say, leaning back against the worktop. He turns round about to say something but stops with his jaw open, looking at you from head to toe "Hope you don't mind that I borrowed it......." you say, even allowing yourself to smile now. He turns away in embarrassment and stirs your drink. "C'mon, lets take it in there" he says nodding to the door behind you, "I've got the fire going." He picks up your drinks and leads you to the front room. You are stunned when you walk in. There is a plush leather sofa against the wall, a huge wide-screen TV in the corner, piles of cd's stacked up to your waist and pictures of guitar heroes on the wall. "Great room" you say while sitting down on the sofa, "I take it you like music." He laughs but you seem to have missed the joke so just stare blankly at the fire. He hands you your drink but clumsily spills it over your exposed thigh, "Ouch!!!!" you scream as it burns your skin, his eyes fill with regret, "I-I-I'm s-so sorry!!" he says, grasping for a tissue. He quickly begins to mop up the spillage, staring into your eyes rather than concentrating on the job he is doing. His hand seems to stay a little too long on your thigh, not that you mind, but it is still something you pick up on. "It's ok, things couldn't get much worse." He leans back on the sofa sighing. "You wanna tell me about it then??" He puts his arm behind you and allows you to rest your head on his big strong chest. You explain everything to him in great detail, its amazing he didn't ask you to leave for boring him to death. But all the time he listened, softly stroking your damp hair. ".......and you know what just happened so I won't need to explain that." He looks down at you, "Awwww, poor baby. It's hardly given you a good impression of London has it. Where were you stopping tonight??" "Um...some little place near Camden, I couldn't really afford much. I better go call a cab now so I can get back" You begin to get up but are pulled back by his strong grasp, "Heyyyyyy!" He says softly "You've got the wrong end of the stick. I'm not letting you go anywhere like this. Stop here, you can have my bed, I'll sleep on here........Please?" You smile, "Thanks, do you mind if I go to bed now then?" "Not at all....C'mon." He takes you by the hand and leads you up the stairs again. He takes you into a room "Here you go. Want a shirt to sleep in?" "Thanks." He turns to the wardrobe and pulls out a dark blue short-sleeved shirt. You drop your robe and reach out for it. James stands there half in shock, half in embarrassment,you un-do the buttons and slip it on. "Thank you" you say while climbing under the sheets. He turns to leave, "Night night." "Um....James?..." he stops at the door, "Will you stop in here with em, I don't wanna be alone." "Ummmmm, sure" he says slipping off his jeans and jersey, "I just hope you don't snore" you playfully hit him as he joins you under the covers. You snuggle into his chest and you are soon asleep. The sound of horns outside wakes you and you climb out of bed. 'Where's James gone?' you wonder as you venture downstairs. You call out his name, but no response. He must have gone to work. *Hmmmmmm, I better get going then* .You head down the hallway still in a daze you halt when you see a note pinned to the back of the front door. You pull it down and open it. "Don't go anywhere Help yourself to anything I'll be back ASAP James xxx You fill with excitement after reading this. He may actually like you!!! You decide to go exploring the house�.well�.there was nothing else to do. You head to the lounge where you set about raiding his CD collection. The Clash, Diana Ross, The White Stripes, Public Enemy. There must be about a thousand CDs there. You eventually find one (Guns and Roses) and put it into the large stereo in the corner. You spot a guitar resting on the chair opposite you. *Wow!! He's a musician too* you mutter to yourself. You can't resist picking it up and having a strum. It's been a while since you played but you soon got back into it as soon as Welcome to the Jungle kicks in you go into Slash mode and begin playing along like a mad woman. Who cares if your not plugged in, you still look as cool as fuck. "You know you are playing that all wrong don't you?" You are startled to hear James voice, he is standing in the doorframe. "Ja�ho...how long have you been�umm�watching?" you stutter. "Long enough to know you weren't cut out to play guitar." He walks towards you stealing the guitar from you hand. You think he is mad, you were going through his stuff after all, but after he returns the Gibson to it's chair he spins you around and plants a hard kiss on your lips. Initially you are shocked, but just as you begin to enjoy the kiss he pulls away. "S-sorry" he says as he rushes into the kitchen. *Sigh�great* you follow him quickly; trying (but failing) to assure him that everything is fine. He is leaning by the sink facing out the window while you are standing watching him. "Sorry, I didn't mean to�um�well." "It's fine, I didn't mind at all" you say, softly rubbing his back. He is silent. "So where did you go?? If you don't mind me asking" He turns and faces you and points to the table. "I went to get you a present" You sit down by the table and open the bag. Inside is a new phone!!!!!!!! "Oh my god James!!! This is amazing. But I really can't afford it, I can't pay for it�" "Who said anything about you paying?" You look at him confused. He kneels down beside you "It's a present, I brought it for you" You are stunned, you can't believe he has been so nice. "I can't accept this, it's too much, oh god�thank you!!! Thank you soooooooooooo much!!!!" You fling your arms around his neck and pull him in. He has such a strong hold. The hug seems to last forever, you don't really want to let go. You pull back, and stare into his eyes. They are full of desire and lust and you know just how to handle it. You find his mouth and softly press your lips on his. You softly suck each one. He then takes the lead, slipping his tongue into your mouth, little by little, his hands resting on your bare thighs. His breathing deepens and the kiss becomes more and more passionate. You pull away from the kiss and begin to softly run your tongue along his jaw line. You look up and see his eyes are practically in the back of his head. Your tongue runs over the sharp stubble and finds it's way to his ear. You take the lobe in your mouth and begin sucking it softly between your lips. James lets out a small grunt as your hands slips from his neck and down to his chest. You softly trace your fingers over his nipples, working your way down his stomach but holding back as soon as you got lower. His hands are grasping tightly onto your thighs now, roughly rubbing up and down. He grabs you by the sides and pushes you back. He stands up and sweeps all the laundry off the table, while also pulling you off the chair. You sit on the edge and pull him closer with you legs. His lips make a path down your neck and he massages your collarbone with his tongue. You throw your head back to allow him more freedom, and you can all ready feel his hard cock against your thigh. Your hands scramble around his back, trying to get him closer and closer. With his left hand softly stroking your ass he used the right to un-do the buttons of your shirt. He pushes it off your shoulders leaving them bare to his hungry mouth. He caresses every inch of your bare chest, in a delicate, tender way. He pushes you back on the table and spreads your legs and flashes a mischievous grin. He pulls up your leg and runs his tongue from you ankle to your knee, then up your thigh. It is hungry and searching for your opening. You begin to pant as his tongue burns on your flesh. It soon reaches your clit and begins to gently suck it, circling it gently. A lump formed in your throat as you became more and more excited. Your body becomes tense and your meet James tongue by thrusting your hips. You both moved faster and faster. You scream as you finally come, and can't help but smile. James retreats and heads to the fridge. "Excuse me?? Where do you think you are going?? Now it's my turn to give something back!" He reaches into the fridge "I know�that's why I got this." He pulls out a bowl of strawberry mousse and flashes a cheeky grin. He takes you by the hand and drags you up to his room. It doesn't matter that you hadn't made the bed, as he threw the sheet off straight away. He lies on his back and you straddle on him. You unbutton his shirt to expose his large muscular chest, "And what should I do now sir James?" you ask cheekily. "Take a guess" he winks, putting his arms behind his neck and closing his eyes. You take a large scoop of mousse and place it on his exposed chest. You feel the bubbles melting under your tongue as you draw heart shapes on his skin. *Yummm* He continues with laid-back attitude but you can tell by the way that his penis is now rock solid that he is enjoying it just as much as you. You lower your hand and begin to pull down his combats. He looks at you in shock for a moment, then clears his throat and closes his eyes again. You take his trousers off completely with his boxers and straddle over his knees. You take another spoonful of mousse and place it on top of his glistening foreskin. You bend down and suck it off in one swift movement. You can see him trying to peek at what you are doing so you let out a little giggle. You get more mousse and rub it all over his shaft. You slowly take it all into your mouth, trying to suck every little bit off. You look up at James but his expression has not changed. You bite into his cock gently and hear him scream, "OK!! OK!!" He sits up and pushes you onto your back. He plants a soft kiss on your lips before moving down to your neck. He thrusts inside you and fills you straight away. You nearly choke. He sets a slow pace to start with then quickens as your thrusts begin to meet his. You arch your back as the pleasure becomes too much to hold back. You cum harder than ever before, shortly followed by him. He rolls off you and lies panting beside you. After you have both caught your breath he asks, "So�? Is today a good day now?" <<< Miscellaneous |