Last Chance at Love

Chapter One

      Stephanie knows Mike had a bad day at work because he went straight to his office when he came home. When she walks to the office door, she sees him flipping through papers and files on his desk. She walks over to him and starts massaging his shoulders. "Another bad day at work?" He turns around and gives her a quick kiss. "Yeah, we still can't find that account." She frowns, "is there anything I can do to help?" "If they had only made back-up files like they were suppose to, we wouldn't be in this predicament." Stephanie places a hand against the side of his face. "It'll be alright," she says, then kisses him gently. He looks at her and she kisses him again. He kisses her back, then picks her up and sits her on his desk. He starts kissing the side of her neck, only to find himself scanning the files scattered on his desk. She feels herself losing his interest and slowly slides a hand down toward the belt of his pants. With that, he stops and moves away from her. "I'm sorry, but I have to find this file." She gets down off his desktop and walks into the other room. He watches her leave, then sits down at his desk and continues flipping through the files and papers.

About an hour later, Mike leaves his office and heads towards the kitchen. He sees Stephanie standing at the sink, washing the dishes. He pours himself a drink, takes a sip, and then places it on the counter. He walks up to Stephanie, gently brushes the hair away from her neck, and while moving his arms around her waist, gently kisses the side of her neck. She pushes him away and continues washing the plates and glasses. He wraps his arms around her and hugs her, not letting go as she tries to push him away again. He leans over and whispers in her ear, "I'm sorry." He squeezes her gently, "I haven't been paying much attention to you lately, and I'm sorry." He slides his hands down her arms and into the soapy water, slipping his fingers between hers. He begins to caress her hands through the soapy water. "Mike, it has been so long. I was starting to wonder what was going on." "I know and I'm sorry. I was too wrapped up with work, when I should have been spending time with you." " Did you find the file?" He pulls their hands out of the water and up against her body. "No, and I'm not going to. That's in Matt's hands now." She turns around and looks at him. "But I thought it was a big account." He nods, "it is, but I'm not going to worry about it anymore. I have something more important to take care of." She smiles and they kiss passionately.

He picks her up and heads for the staircase. Halfway up, he stops to reposition his arm under her legs. She kisses his neck and he continues up the stairs. When they reach the bedroom, he carefully lowers her to her feet and closes the bedroom door. They continue to kiss as they make their way to the bed. As Stephanie sits on the bed, Mike slowly removes her shoes and socks. He then begins to massage her feet, and playfully tickles her by sliding a finger down the bottom of her foot. He then kisses her and slowly makes his way to the bathroom. "When I return, I hope to see you wearing something most comfortable." Mike walks into the bathroom and reaches for the tray full of little bottles. Stephanie smiles as he disappears and slowly begins to undress. She pulls the covers on the bed down and lies in the middle of the bed, awaiting his return.

When Mike returns to the bedroom, he is wearing nothing but his boxers and carrying a small tray of massage oils. He looks over at the bed and feels a warmth run through him at the sight. There she lies, in nothing but the nude. His heart begins to beat faster as he savors the curves of her near perfect figure. 'Where the heck have I been,' he thinks to himself, as if it was the first time he has seen her like this. He places the tray on the table next to the bed, and picks up a bottle. He smells it, puts it down, and picks up another. This time, he sprinkles some of the oil on his hands and gently begins rubbing it against her chest. He moves up and down her body, pausing only to sprinkle more oil on his hands. Stephanie closes her eyes focusing on every move of his hands across her body, yearning for his sensitive touch. He gently rolls her over and begins massaging her back then slowly moves down her body to her legs and feet. As he makes his way back up her legs, he pauses at her soft, firm behind to gently caress each cheek. He leans over and softly kisses her back, as she jumps slightly at the touch. As he moves her hair away from her neck, she rolls over to greet him.