Stephen

☠Stephen's Night☠

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After leaving the shop tonight, I decided to stop by Callahan's and do a bit of grocery shopping. I couldn't put it off any longer because my Icebox and pantry at home are looking rather bare.

I had an extra little pep in my step tonight from my erotic time on my date with Stephen on Wednesday night, and I still can't believe that I let things escalate the way they did, it wasn't like me at all, to let a guy I really didn't know go that far with me.

That reminds me, I need to ask him if he,' Has he seen my red panties?' I'm blaming my moment of weakness on the wine.

I haven't seen nor heard a peep from Stephen since the time we spent together, I hope it just wasn't a one-nighter. Truth be told, I found the man to be quite fascinating. I'm sure he's just been very busy with work the last few days like I have been.

 Stephen and I both agreed that we would keep this relationship simple between us for right now. I was amusingly strolling In the produce department when images of Stephen's hands traveling up and down my thighs entered into my mind, I felt shameful with myself when I notice the cucumber in my hand.

My body starts to feel warm and flush all over, as I thought about his lips grazing across mine. 'Goodness, I needed to stop thinking about this man like this, or I would never be able to finish up with my shopping tonight.'

Placing the cucumber back down onto the sand next to the eggplants, clearing my head, I walk over to the heads of lettuce, and quickly pick one out, and a few tomatoes, before leaving the produce area.

When I finely had everything I needed from the market, I start on my way home before the Friday night crowd came out. Pulling up in my driveway I notice a moving van parked next door to my condo."Great, that's just peachy, a new neighbor!"

After I retrieve all my bags of goodies out of my car and went inside my condo, I start to put away the things that I had spent a small fortune on tonight. 'Gosh, I'm so ready to take a shower.'

After I dried myself off, I pick up the old ratty nightshirt laying on the bed, and just slipping it on, when I hear a loud knocking coming from the front door."KNOCK, KNOCK! "

"Give me a minute, I'll be right there!" Who in the world could that be?

"Shit, shit, shit!" Running barefoot on the cold wood floors in my place had me almost in a sprint to the front door, before I opened it I ask who it is. "Who is it?"

"Grace, it's Stephen!"

Excitement almost got the best of me unlocking the front door, the stupid chain on the door got stuck, finally, I free the lock,  I jump aside and invite him in. "You look lovely as ever tonight, Grace."

"Well, thank you Stephen, but I think I look absolutely awful right now, my shirt could be used as a dishrag."

"Grace, you would look beautiful wearing a burlap sack."

 "Thanks, Stephen, that's...nice to know," I reply, pulling down the ratty old t-shirt further to hide my thighs.

He leans his body in close to me, and mumbles, "I had to see you tonight Grace, I miss the feel of your soft ivory skin." As he slowly starts to touch my cheek, my eyes close at the feel of his touch.

"Stephen...It's late...I have to get up early and go to work tomorrow." I whisper before he leans in and kisses me. He begins to slowly run his fingers through my wet hair, as he moves away from my lips leaving feathery kisses down my neck. "Grace your scent smells so divine." He mummers on my delinquent skin.