Gary and Libby - Take One

Chapter Five

I wake up before my alarm the next day, a single ray of sunlight spilling into the room through a gap in the curtains. Lying in bed I recall the night before, Gary bringing the suit case and then the lovely dinner. The whole leg stroking thing and the ride home, then the k- Wait.
I jump out of bed and leap in front of the mirror. The small purple bruise on my neck confirms what i was thinking. Yes that part really did actually happen. I cant help but smile smugly to myself as i potter round getting ready for work.

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After work Amanda drops me home, i can feel the excitement of seeing Gary again building and its only half 5. I skip up to the front door, unlock it and step inside. Ive got an hour and a half to get ready.
I start by running a bath and im in and out of that in about fifteen minuets. Wrapping one towel around my hair and another around my body i wonder into the bedroom. What are you preparing yourself for Libby?! Get a grip girl. That's actually a good point. What am i preparing myself for? Sex? Really? I better play it safe. I slip on a lacey black under wear set, before pulling open my wardrobe. What the hell do i wear? I dont even i know where we're going, i pick up my phone to ask Gary before remembering that i dont actually have his number. Shit. I mean, hes hardly going to be in the yellow pages is he?!
Eventually i settle for my little black dress, you cant really go wrong with that can you? Pairing it with a little black clutch bag and my skin tone shoes and leap in front of the mirror.
The dress is fairly low cut, and stops a just above my knees. It'll do. I dry my hair, leave it loose and apply a bit of make up. Then im ready to go, just in time.

At exactly 7 O'clock theres a knock at the door.
"Woah." Gary grins as i open the door. "You look stunning Libby." I flush a shade of red, but cant help but gasp as i look at him. Hes stood there in a well fitted black suit, white shirt with the top button left undone and a thin black tie which hangs loosely around his collar. He is so hot.
"Shall we?" He smiles, taking my hand and leading me down the drive to the car. I hop inside, once again greeted by the sweet smell of clean leather.

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The meal was lovely, the food was amazing but i have to say the company is even better. Gary takes my hand as we leave the restaurant, making my skin tingle again where he makes contact.
"So." He says, smiling at me as we walk to the car."What do you want to do now?"
"What do you mean Gary?" I smile.
"Well, its half nine on a Friday night. We cant go home yet!" That lopsided grin is back. Oh holy Fuck.
"I guess your right..." I smirk.
"Right then. My place or yours?"
I think actually choke on thin air. "What?" Gary laughs.
"I thought you were going to suggest drinks somewhere!"
"I am." He grins back at me. "My place then." Gary pulls away from the car park and within 10 minuets we pull onto the driveway of an enormous house. Jesus fucking Christ.
Taking my hand he leads me inside, its stunning, beautifully decorated. Wow.
"Make yourself at home." He smiles, ushering me into an enormous cream and black living room. I do as he says and settle down on one end of a sofa. Moments later Gary emerges carrying two glasses of red wine.
"Its a beautiful house Gary." I smile, taking a glass from his hand.
"Ye, not bad is it? I think the bedrooms the nicest."
I laugh and shake my head at him. Im sure im blushing, but i really dont feel embarrassed.
"Seriously though Libby, i really like you." Oh sweet Lord. Someone hold me?!
"I really like you too Gary." My voice is surprisingly quiet, but i see Gary eyes light up. I want him. "What colour is your bedroom Gary?..." I smirk. His lopsided grin is even more lopsided than ever, and now my legs are like God damn jelly.
"I could show you if you like?" he stands up smiling and grabs my hand. As he leads me up along a huge stair case i can hardly contain myself any longer. I want him. I really really want him.
Gary drags me into a huge room. Gary Barlows bedroom. Fucking Hell...
"Its lovely." I whisper fully aware that my breathing is ridiculously heavy.
"Yea its great, the bed's so comfy." Gary smirks. Holy hell why does he do this to me?!
"I dont believe you." I grin. And then its happening again.

His mouth on mine, his hands on my waist. Oh fuck. I kiss him back, passionately, twisting my fingers into his soft hair. He groans loudly onto my mouth as his fingers fiddle with the zip at the back of my dress.
"Get this fucking this off." He mumbles against my neck. I cant help myself from peeling away his jacket, letting it fall to the floor in time with my dress. Gary looks hungrily at the little black underwear. I think i made the right decision. My fingers frantically fumble with his shirt buttons, then thats off, along with the tie and hes stood there in font of me, half naked. Fuck me. He is so fucking hot.
I throw myself at him again, my mouth on his once more. I wrap my arms around his neck as he throws me down onto the bed. His mouth never leaving mine. Then i feel it. I feel him. He wants me. Just as much as i want him now. Holy fuck he wants me. He stands up and reaches into his back pocket.
"Its okay." I stop him, grabbing his hand. "Im on the pill."
Gary doesnt say anything, instead he just grins at me and takes off his trousers. Oh my God.
I pull him back down onto me, slipping my tongue inside his mouth as he swiftly unclasps my bra, tossing it to one side with no regard for its landing place before moving onto my panties and repeating the ministrations.

All of seconds later im lying there, stark-bollock naked, on Gary Barlows bed. I wrap my arms around his neck again as he eases himself on top of me. And then hes inside of me. Holy shit. I moan loudly as he continues to move, i move with him. Each groan reciprocated with a punishing roll of the hips. Faster and then faster still as Gary moves with practised care, working me like a spring ready to snap as i groan onto his mouth, teeth sinking into his bottom lip when i do finally i convulse around him. Moaning loudly with curling toes and a litany of curses tumbling from my distracted mouth. Fuck. He empties himself inside of me, calling my name. And then hes on top of me, all of his weight resting against my body. The sound of our ragged breaths filling the room.