Delectable Benefits

Thirteen

A/N

Ehem! Steamy! Not obligated to read if you feel offended!

Nick found Anya alone in their lake house with two bottles of his favorite expensive scotch next to her on the dining table. The woman was passed out on the table dressed in her gown. At first he almost thought she was naked. He rushed to her and realized her dress was backless he let out a breath of relief. Only to be angry again when he remembered there were other men in attendance who could have seen or touched her.

"No! Put me down! I am waiting for my husband," Anya suddenly protested startling him, he was about to carry her to his bedroom.

"Oh yeah, he's having a good time with the love of his life. But please, put me down. I have a daughter to go home to," She pushed him away and collapsed back to her chair. She tried to get up unaided, but her knees were too stubborn to cooperate.

"Why have you been drinking?" he demanded. "You're supposed to be at the party. Do you have any idea how long I've been looking for you?"

"Looking for me? You've been stuck in my head and in my heart all my life, Nick of my fantasies, why come looking for me?" She slurred and stood up. She gave him a drunken smile. "It's so hot in here!" She exclaimed and began to take her clothes off. She had removed the hair pins holding her hair up, then her hands went to the hem of her gown. "Help me out of these clothes, don't just stand there."

Nick was torn between helping her and just standing where he was. He had been dreaming of this for a long time but he just wished she wasn't this wasted. Touching her skin won out since the woman stumbled to his direction. He tossed her gown to the floor and had to close her eyes. The woman only wearing a pair of silk panty hose underneath the gown.

"Where the hell is your underwear?" He grated out, his arousal was making his pants tight and uncomfortable.

She raised an eyebrow at him, "Don't be such a prude. I know you want to touch me, other wise you wouldn't have made that ridiculous bet with me and knowing you would win. Now take 'em off lover boy!" He lifted her up and brought her to their bedroom. He placed her on the bed and removed her shoes and her stockings.

He began to take his clothes off and then he heard her giggle when he was wearing only his trousers and undershirt. He was dressed in his tux hoping he would find her in the party. But she was already gone since Pam called him and told him angrily that his wife was going home and she sounded desolate about being stood up. When she didn't show up at the house, alarm bells rang in his head and began to pace. He looked at his phone and called her, when she didn't pick up after several calls, he wanted to call the police. Then he remembered her phone had a tracker just in case their daughter needed to find her. He also had it installed in his phone then let out a breath of relief when her location pointed him to the lake house.

"Stop!" She shouted and looked at him with a pout.

He looked at her forehead and held his breath. He refused to move his eyes lower for fear of becoming one of those men who badly desired her body. "Yes?" he choked out.

"This is my fantasy, Nick-of-my Fantasy, or maybe I should just call you Nick so you can kiss me like you always do." She fluttered her lashes then her complexion turned green as she felt her stomach flip in nausea. She tried to turn but Nick was faster, he picked her up and rushed her to the bathroom.

He was able to save the carpet, but he wasn't able to save his shirt. He set his wife onto the toilet and turned on the shower taps then he set her underneath the gentle spray. The woman had eaten nothing the entire day, it was possibly the only reason why she was drunk out of her mind, he took his soiled clothes off and threw them into the washer. When he came back to the bathroom, Anya was scrubbing herself raw again and muttering in fear, just like in his nightmares. Half naked, he joined her in the shower. He forced the loofah from her hand and held her in his arms. She let our a little scream and burst into tears.