You Are On My Mind

You're My Valentine

*mature*

Linda and Danny Reagan had been married for five years and had one child. They were finally able to get away and have a nice lunch with Danny's Dad.
"Hi, Frank!" Linda smiled widely.
"Hi," he hugged his daughter in law. "I'm sorry, but lunch is going to be a little late. I was just informed about a meeting I never even heard about."
"Oh, that's okay, Dad." Danny put his arm around his wife, "we'll just wait in here." He pointed to the room Frank used to "escape". "We've got some stuff to do."
"We do?" Linda looked up at her husband.
"Of course we do!" His hand moved from the small of her back to her ass, and he gave it a good squeeze.
"Oh, well..... I'm sure we'll find something!"
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"Oh, no, Danny! Not in here!" Linda barely thwarted his efforts. She gripped his upper arms as he left kisses on her neck. He knew he couldn't bite her on the neck, because Frank would know what they had been up to; but that didn't mean he couldn't bite her where nobody could see.
"Why not?"
"Cause your Dad's right out there!" Her cardigan fell to the floor, just like her protests were failing to do anything.
"And you'll have to be very quiet," Danny put a finger to Linda's lips. He loved how she was vocal, but being vocal was sometimes hard to hide what they had actually been doing. He kissed her lips, his tongue penetrating into her mouth.
Linda's protests were forgotten as she gave into the kiss. She fought for dominance in his mouth; slowly, she felt herself being backed up. Her knees hit the big, leather couch, and she sat down.
Danny hovered over her, still lip locked, as he guided her to lie on the couch.
Linda worked Danny's buttons as his hands moved up beneath her shirt. She paused her mission so her shirt could be discarded along with her forgotten cardigan. Her skin pricked with goose bumps when the cooler air hit her exposed flesh. She arched into Danny, feeling him on her thigh. She smirked as she pushed his shirt off his arms.
Danny rubbed Linda's thigh, her thick, black stocking was pushed past her knee. He briefly wondered how sexy it would be if she really did get those garters she had been talking about. Her thigh-high stockings didn't like staying on, and she constantly had to pull them back up. He pushed the other down, and continued to rub her sweaty thighs. Her nails raked his skin, her knee rubbed the side of his hip.
Linda moaned when her panties were pulled down, bunching with the stockings. She felt Danny's fingers so close to where she wanted them, yet so far. She knew he liked to tease her; get her hot and bothered, then ease off; hover over her, only to focus on an area that didn't need all that attention; he liked to go agonizingly slow, then go faster than a rocket.
"D-Danny," Linda moaned, reaching for his wrist. "Touch me."
"You promise to be quiet?"
"Yes. I promise."
The Detective smiled and gave her what she wanted. When her moans became too loud, he placed his mouth on hers, his tongue moving with his fingers. His free hand gave attention to her cloth-covered breast. He kneaded both of them before discarding the fabric barrier. He momentarily stopped to push his pants and underwear down, smiling at the whimper that came from Linda's lips. He covered them once more, taking the breath out of her.
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"I don't think that's what this is," Frank tried to reason with the mayor. "It's not that big of a deal."
"Not that big—" the mayor was interrupted by a loud, muffled scream. He looked at the door, then to Frank.
"Please pay money attention to what's behind that door."
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"You're my Valentine," Danny nibbled Linda's ear as he slowly moved in and out of her.
She smiled, close to having her high. With one more nibble and a naughty phrase, she found her release. She felt Danny's lips on hers as she let out a small scream. She hoped nobody heard her, but somehow knew Frank would know whether he heard or not.
The happy couple  laid together for a few more minutes, before they heard Frank say, "I think you should go."
"Oh, shit!" Linda scrambled off Danny as she collected all her clothes. In record time they dressed and tried to appear presentable. Danny had some lipstick smudges above and on his collar, and Linda's hair was a mess. She quickly tried to smooth it down before Frank walked in.
"You two ready to go?" Frank peeked in the door.
"Ready and starving!" Linda smiled, grabbing her purse from the table.
As they walked into the elevator, Frank, in his stern voice, said, "if you ever do it in my office again, I'll disown the both of you."
"Yessir," the couple blushed, knowing that was just the beginning of their Valentine's Day.

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!