The Formula 1 Series - Part I: Liz & George

Getting ready for the garage

I woke up with the alarm. I turned around to shut it off and realized George was already up as he walked to the night stand and turned the alarm off. He already wore his trousers but his shirt was still open. I rubbed over my eyes quickly and hoped I didn't look super puffy.

"Good morning, princess."

"Are you calling me that now?"

"If you want to. Or do you prefer baby?" He said flirty but showing that he had no high opinion of that name.

"No, Naomi is calling me baby, baby girl and honey." I said and tried to loose all tiredness. It wasn't hard as George standing there with his shirt open made my body go excited instantly. "So you need to pick something apart from that."

"Maybe I call you darling. Just because it's so British" He grinned and put his belt in the loops of his trousers. I enjoyed watching it.

"Have you called someone darling before?"

He thought about it for a second.

"Why does it take you so long? How many girls have you given names??" I laughed but jealousy formed somewhere inside me. I put the blanket up to my nose.

"Not many." He gave me a cricked smile. "Darling suits you best. You are a British beauty after all." He leaned down to me and put his hands on both sides of me. "But I will treat you like a princess." He kissed my forehead and then pushed him up again. Butterflies were flying in my stomach. He really was treating me like his princess and so far this morning was the best I've ever had. I continued watching him buckling up his belt and studied his muscles working on his forearms and belly. He wasn't packed with muscles but the proportions fitted his body and physique. The warm feeling between my legs started to form again. I watched him close the first button of his shirt and got up when the pulling between my legs joined the warm feeling. There was no time for this now. I carefully pushed away his hands and put the second button in place. Then I gave him a kiss before doing the third. Again I kissed him on his smiling mouth and moved to the next one. I continued until I finished the lowest one.

"Don't stop. Do the ones at the top." He moved his head forward with kissing lips and I giggled.

"But you will look like a nerd."

"I don't care. I will wear a tie then."

I giggled even more. "Don't lie. You will go upstairs and change into a Tommy Hilfiger shirt."

He smiled and now he kissed me while his hands set on my hips. "True. By the way you look amazing in these black Tommy shirts." His smile got bigger. "Though probably these blue Pyjamas are my favorite for now." His hands moved a bit down and behind to my butt and I brushed my hands on his chest upwards behind his neck. He pressed me up and against him with his hands and I liked the pressing feeling on my butt and my front pushing against him.

"More than the stockings?" I whispered up to him.

He inhaled sharply. His hands stopped pressing me towards him and moved to the side of my hips again. "Okay let's stop here and both remember to continue here later, okay? But I really need to get going now. And if you don't stop now, I will get these Pyjamas off of you again." He kissed me but then softly pushed me a few centimeters back with his hands on my hips.

"I wouldn't have anything against it. Plus, I don't know when you want to continue this. We won't see each other until Montreal." I said while I got my hands off of him. He looked me in the eyes and said serious:

"Can't you stay the night?"

I shook my head. "I have to work. I have the time shift on my side but still. I already booked the latest flight possible to get me at least a bit of sleep." The thought of staying has occurred in my head as well. But it didn't make sense. Time wise. Plus, I would start my period either today in the evening or tomorrow morning and both wouldn't be ideal. But I have booked the flights without this calculation of course. I really wanted to stay as well, but the flights are set. And I didn't want the bittersweet moment of good bye after this night be consumed be the fact we don't see each other for two weeks. I was way too happy and this morning was way too perfect.

"Oh, man." He looked at his phone. "I come off like a really bad lover then. But I can't. I really need to get going."

He indeed looked like he meant it and it made me laugh.

"You are the best lover I ever had." I put my hands up behind his neck again and kissed him with tongue and passion. I felt his right hand with his phone on my back. He backed out a bit but kept me holding.

"If that's the best you know, you should really be looking forward to Montreal, darling." He kissed me once again before he let go off me. He looked around if he had everything. "Maybe I can visit you before the next race. Let's see." He took his hands to my cheek and brushed over it with his thumb. I liked the idea but didn't want to get the hopes up.

"See you on the circuit, okay?"

"Yes, let's see. I won't be in the garage a lot. Mostly gym today, Lisa said."

"I'll come by and steal a kiss." He said and kissed me once again before he started walking to the door with a smile.

"You should better focus on your prep. If Toto finds out I kept you awake for so long and will distract you in the paddock, this job of mine is gone before it even started." I said warning.

He laughed. "I feel better than ever." He put his hands on the door handle and looked down on me again. "And he knows I'm madly in love with you. Plus, seems to support it. He called me verliebt yesterday. And I am. I am totally verliebt in you." His smile got bigger with every sentence and his eyes were sparkling. He looked proud he knew this word and really looked like a man madly in love. I know I was blushing and his words really hit me. "I am too. Ich bin auch verliebt in dich." I said slowly. He probably only understood verliebt, but that's fine. He will try to figure out the rest. We stared at each other with sparkling eyes and though I know this was the most corny thing ever I felt happy and full of joy as I haven't in a very long time.

"Can you text me that? I can't spell it." He said. "I need to print it out and put it on my helmet or so."

I giggled. I put my hand on top of his on the door handle and pressed it down. He would never get going if not now. "Best of luck to you, Russell."

"I'll see you on the circuit." He kissed my cheek and went through the door. Obviously he knew it was time to go. He probably was late already and his whole body got more tense as soon as he stepped outside. He turned around and looked at me again opening his mouth.

"Go!" I said giggling. He nodded and closed his mouth again before he started walking, which ended up in jogging only a few steps later. He really was late. "Good luck!" I shouted to him and he turned his head around smiling before he was gone around the corner.