Dream Girl by mardel R I just borrowed them for the story. Bobby was having the strangest dreams. And the thing was he didn't usually have dreams at all. Since he's been put on his different medications, he never dreamed. His subconscious must really want him to get laid. Not that his awake self didn't, but it had been awhile. The dreams were always the same he'd be out on a case, with out Darien. ( he didn't get that) and he'd stop off somewhere innocent, while following the bad guy. He ended up saving a beautiful woman from harm and then she took him to bed with her. He'd once had an experience like that, but it had turned out she was working for the other side. He had to arrest her a few weeks later when the shit hit the fan. His dreams were nice, the woman was not the same from one dream to the next. It wasn't like he was dreaming about someone he knew and wanted, like say Claire. It was starting to bother him, because while he was getting some in his sleep he was still waking up with a raging erection every morning. That was how he found himself at a bar he didn't usually visit. He wanted to be anonymous once. He took a seat at the bar and ordered a draft. The room was mostly full of people drinking, talking and laughing. But after spending two hours there he wasn't picking up the vibe he was searching for from any of the women. Sure there were a few he could have spent time with, but he didn't pay for it unless he absolutely had to, and that had been a long time ago. Bobby decided it just wasn't his night and headed for the parking lot. He was winding his way between cars when he heard a woman scream. He ran towards the sound with out pausing to think if he should. "NO! STOP IT! Let me go!" a woman was struggling with a man beside the building next to the bar. "You aren't going to lead me on like that and then not put out." The man was saying and trying to pin her against the wall. He probably would have been more successful if he hadn't been really drunk. As is was the woman looked like she was going to win. Bobby stood back and said," Hey mister let the lady to, she isn't interested." " Stay out of it." That was the opening she needed when his attention was off her for a second she freed an arm and cracked him over the head with her purse. He fell like a stone. She must have a brick in there Bobby smiled. " Are you alright?" Bobby asked. "Yes, thanks for distracting him." "Your welcome, can I call you a cab or anything?" "No, thank you, I'm ..." She trailed off, looked a little bit green then fainted. Bobby just managed to keep her head from wicking the pavement. He lifted her in his arms and carried her back to the bar. There was a long bench type seat near the entrance he asked the waitress for a glass of water then, knelt down to look at the woman more closely. She was breathing fine, so he wasn't worried about her. She wasn't very big, maybe five two with heels, she was petit, with a nice figure and long very dark hair. The light outside hadn't been good but he thought her eyes were green. "Here, you might need this." The waitress handed him smelling salts and the glass of water. "Thanks," Bobby took the offered items and popped the small tube of ammonia and waved it under her nose. "Um, what happened?" she opened her eyes and pushed his hand away. " You kind of fainted, are you sure that guy didn't hurt you?" "No, he was just trying to, well you saw. Thanks for helping me." She turned her green eyes on Bobby and half smiled. " I'm Ivy." She offered her hand to Bobby, as she moved to sit upright. "Bobby Hobbes." He took her hand, and smiled. Ivy looked him over with out being to obvious about it. He was handsome, dark, strong and very male. Not that after that last creep she was looking to pick him up. But she'd always appreciated men like him. " I think I'd better go home, I've had enough excitement for one day." " You aren't driving are you?" "Yes, my car's outside." "That's not a good idea after passing out. I could give you a lift, or get a cab?" He offered, hoping she'd let him take her home. He liked this little lady that swung a mean purse. "If you're sure it wouldn't be any trouble?" "Sure let me take you home." Bobby helped her up, when they were standing face to face with each other he liked the size difference. He'd never purposely looked for petit woman he wasn't bothered when a woman was his height. But this might be nice. " I appreciate your help, I'm not keeping you from something I hope." Ivy said, sitting sideways in the van seat, watching him. She liked him more with each passing minute. But she had been drinking so she wasn't sure if the alcohol was influencing her or not. His voice was nice, kind of deep but gentle. " You didn't know that guy tonight I hope?" "I've seen him before but no it wasn't a date gone bad. He works near my shop, it's just up the street from the bar. The Paper Tiger, it's a book shop supply store." "Yeah, I've been in there, but I don't remember seeing you." "What do you do Bobby?" "I'm a sales rep for a industrial fabric company. Not a very exciting job, but I get to travel and meet people." He gave his standard answer, then wished he hadn't. "I was wondering about the van. It's provided by your boss right?" "Yeah, is this where I turn?" Bobby was ashamed of his van, not for the first time. "Yes, you can park there near the door, it's for dropping people off." Ivy wished she'd more questions to ask him, but she didn't want to sound like she was grilling him. "I'll see you to your door." Bobby hopped out and opened her door for her. He walked with her to the lobby and was disappointed when she turned left and went up the hall on the first floor. "I'm right here on the first floor." She unlocked her door. "Thank you again for your help tonight." "You're welcome Ivy, good night." Bobby was feeling like he was taking home a date. "Good night." Ivy closed her door, then realized she wouldn't be seeing him again if she didn't give him her phone number or something. She opened the door but he was already gone. Bobby had made note of her apartment number and checked the bank of mail boxes in the area near the lobby. 116 was Peller. Nice he liked her name. :::::::::::::::::::::::::: Bobby didn't have his dream that night, he woke up with the usual urge, but he now knew what he was going to do about it. He drove past her store on his way to pick up Fawkes, just to make sure he knew where it was. "You're in a good mood this morning, what's up?' Darien asked a few minutes after climbing in the van. " Nothing, yet." Bobby laughed, at his own joke. " Did you meet someone? You have that look." "Look what look?" Bobby was suddenly on the defensive. "The I met a nice lady and I'm planning on getting lucky real soon look." Darien was just teasing him, but he hoped his partner had found someone. "Oh, that look, yeah, maybe." Hobbes played along. The two spent the day stacking out a warehouse that was supposed to hold information that Chrysalis wanted. But nothing happened. "Do you want to grab and pizza and watch some basket ball?" Darien asked on the drive home. "I'd like to partner but I have plans this evening." Bobby was smiling. " OK, I'll see you tomorrow." Darien opened his door, " Be yourself Bobby, don't do that under cover guy." " Thanks partner, see you later." :::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Bobby had called the store during the day to learn when closing time was. They closed at seven. He waited outside until ten of seven then went in, hoping Ivy wasn't still busy with customers. He picked up a copy of a book he'd been intending to read and headed for the check out counter. Ivy was just finishing ringing up the last customer. " Is there anything else I can help you with?" Ivy asked before looking up at him. "OH, hello." She smiled at Bobby. "Hi, you can agree to go to dinner with me?" He smiled back and her toes curled. Ivy had convinced herself he couldn't really have been that nice, or that good looking. He was, be still my heart. "I'd like that but I don't finish up here until after seven." " I'll wait, what kind of food do you like?" Bobby knew all the good places to eat in the area. "Almost anything, you pick. Do you really want the book?" "Yeah, I do." Bobby passed the money over the counter to her, she bagged the book for him and handed it back. "I'll stay over here out of the way while you finish up." He moved to the front of the store and looked out the window. He didn't want to stand there and watch her, and make her self conscious. ::::::::::::::::::::::::::: They talked they laughed they ate, the talked some more. Bobby was hadn't enjoyed spending time with a woman this much since he's been courting Viv. Ivy hadn't enjoyed herself this much with a man since her first love. He'd been to involved in his career and when the opportunity for work over seas had come along he left her for his career. Bobby wasn't anything like him, he was nicer, more intense but he made her laugh. They liked the same kind of books and movies. She hoped they had even more in common. She was so attracted to him, she wanted to just take him home with her to bed. But she didn't want that kind of a relationship with him. Well she did but not only sex, she felt a connection with Bobby. She didn't want to spoil it by suggesting they go back to her place this soon. Bobby was thinking along the same lines. He really liked Ivy, he didn't want to rush her into bed. There might be a chance for them as a couple. " I guess I should take you home?" " My car is at work, you can drop me off there. I've enjoyed talking with you Bobby." " Could I call you later?" " Here I'll write my phone number down for you." Ivy dug in her purse for a piece of paper. When she handed it to him, he tucked it in his inside pocket. She was hoping he'd kiss her goodnight. She was thinking she might just kiss him if he didn't make the first move. But he didn't disappoint her, he moved closer and braced a hand on the top of her car as he leaned in to cover her mouth with his. It was a great kiss, full of promise. Ivy was the one who wrapped her arms around him. Pulled him in for more, then couldn't stop when he shifted his weight to his own control. "Bobby come home with me?" she whispered, her eyes hot with passion. He wanted to, she was inviting him, " I don't think it's a good idea," " I want you so much, don't say no." "I'll drive," He took the keys from her hand and she moved to the other side of the car. Bobby wasted no time driving to her apartment. He was now glad she lived on the first floor and he didn't have to wait for the elevator. " I haven't done this since college." She told him when they were inside her place. Bobby looked at the living room briefly, it was neat with a large book shelf at the far end. "If you're having second thoughts tell me now." Bobby warned her, he didn't want to be half way to home plate and get blindsided. " I'm very sure, come here." Ivy had stepped out of her shoes and was sitting on her couch. Bobby moved in to sit next to her and lifted a hand to her cheek, he kissed her deeply, her mouth opening to him. Her hands lifting to press against his hard chest. Bobby continued to kiss her while she worked to remove his shirt, pushing his jacket off his shoulders, loosening his tie, then unbuttoning his shirt. He was just getting to her neck and that spot behind her ear when her hands caressed his bare chest. "You're all muscle." Ivy praised him loving the feel of his body under her hands. He was accent with dark hair on his chest, she ruffled her fingers through it, then moved leaned down to place a kiss at the hollow of his throat. Bobby was, thrilled she liked his build. He loved when his partner touched him. "Let go to the bedroom." she breathed, after kissing him. Bobby followed, his eyes locked on the sway of her hips. "Let me finish undressing you." Ivy knelt and removed his boots, and socks. Then she was standing again, reaching for his pants. Bobby was so aroused she had to know, the bulge at the front of his slacks obvious. "Maybe I should take a few things off first." she moved her hands up to her own sweater. She was lifting it up over her head when Bobby's hands joined her's and helped, he placed a kiss on her neck, then reached to unfasten her bra, freeing her breasts. He kissed rise of one breast, then moved down to her abdomen, his hands stroking over her soft skin. Ivy was melting under his touch, she'd wanted to finish undressing him but she was lost to him now. Bobby undid her skirt and it feel to the floor, followed by her slip and panties. He lifted her in his arms and placed her on the bed, then slipped off his pants. Covering her with is body, kissing, touching. Ivy moaned, lifting up to feel as much of him as possible. "Bobby. So nice, want you." she murmured. Dream Girl part 2 mardel R I just borrowed them for the story. Bobby groaned and moved over her, he was still kissing her, his hand fondling her breast. Ivy was stroking her hands over his back, down his ribs, over the muscle of his ass. She was urging him to continue,to mount her, to give her all of himself. He tested her readiness, then moved into position, pushing forward with his hardness. Ivy moaned and raised up to meet him, he was buried deeply from the start. " Easy, let me." Ivy was so eager, she didn't realize she was hurrying him. Bobby took his time, continuing to kiss, and suck, moving his lower body in concert with his mouth and hands. Building a fierce need in her that he was going to quench when it was at full strength. "Bobby!" she moaned, reaching the peak of her first climax. Bobby increased his pace and carried them both to the heights of pleasure again. His back arched when he reached orgasm, his body in a tight contraction of release. They lay together afterwards, Ivy nestled into his side. Bobby was stroking a hand over her slender back. He liked to cuddle, well sometimes he did, with her he did. "You are wonderful, I'm glad I didn't wait." "You're pretty great yourself." He didn't know what to say. Bobby was feeling greedy. He was wanting to go again, but he didn't want to push if she didn't. Ivy was caressing a hand over his chest, tracing the line of muscle that was his pectoral. Then moving down his ribs, over his hip, she was caressing his thigh, making him want even more. When she moved on to fondle his cock, he was already growing hard. She stroked and caressed, helping him to a second erection. " I think I can help you with that Bobby. If you'd like me to." "What do you think." He moved over her, pushing his hard length up inside her. Ivy moaned, and sighed, he was going to repeat his wonderful performance. Bobby took his time again, using long deep stokes to make her beg him to let her finish. He was so ready when he came he failed to support his weight over her at the last. " Oh, God yeah!" he groaned when he came. Ivy was so satisfied now she couldn't move, she welcomed his weight, wrapping her legs around him as he recovered. " I hope you aren't planning on leaving town anytime soon." Ivy told him. " I'll change my plans." Bobby kissed her and moved to lay on his back. He wasn't sure where this relationship was headed but he was pretty sure the dreams would stop now. end