The Adonis In Blue Jeans

Chapter 10

"How'd you fancy meeting some of my friends?" He asked one night whilst leaving the local bistro. "I mean I can't promise they'll all be as devastatingly handsome and as charming as me but they're not bad! Plus I'd really like to meet Lukas properly"
"Erm sure," I said. In truth I was dreading this, I loved spending time with him, and the age difference was never really evident as working in the same place we saw the same people. He always acted much younger than his years and me a little older so we fitted well. But it's true we both did have life before this bubble we had kind of created together, and at some point we were going to have to let the other into those lives.
"You don't sound too sure?" he replied as we walked back along the road. "I mean you don't have to if you're not ready yet, but they want to see this fair maiden that's torn me away from them"
"Oh god, they're going to think I'm Yoko aren't they?!" I gasped covering my face with my hands.
"Don't be daft! They're used to me not being around much anyway with work so it's no big deal. Just let me know when you're ready, and don't worry they're going to love you...not as much as me mind." Pulling me into the nook of his arm and kissing the top of my head, he let out a laugh "Then again, maybe it's not such a good idea, if you like the older man you might prefer them an leave me in the gutter!"
"Never, I'm yours" I replied poking my tongue out at him.
"Don't stick that out if you're not going to use it Red" he warned.
"Who said I wasn't going to use it? Last one back to yours decides how I use it!" I ducked out from under his arm and began running down the street laughing, him not far behind.
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The weeks went by in a blur of work, spending time with Jason getting to know each other whether that be by going out for dinner, me trying to convince him country music was actually good, him trying his hardest to get me to appreciate Leonard Cohen, or my new favourite past time spending it in his bed. I'd now even got a draw at his place with clothes in and a shelf in the bathroom, it didn't feel too quick - in fact it felt just right.
One evening we were the only two left in the office, he had stayed to look at some proof of pictures he'd taken at a local art exhibit earlier in the day and I loitered around waiting for him to take me home.
Thirty minutes after the last member of staff had gone he still hadn't emerged so I headed back to his work station. I found him hunched over a viewing desk, the muscles in his back fighting to break free from the white tee he was wearing.
Sliding my arms around his waist he jumped
"God, I'm not that scary am I?!" I joked
"Of course not, sorry I was engrossed in these, come and have a look"
He pulled me to stand in front him and fanned out some proofs on the desk.
"This is what you should be doing Soph, I mean look at some of the stuff that was accepted into this exhibition I covered here, they aren't a patch on what you do!" he rested his chin on my shoulder.
"Oh I don't know, some of these are pretty great!" I leant forward to reach a few proofs at the back of the table, my ass brushing across his lap.
"Are you trying to turn me on woman?!" he laughed
"Oh I have to try now?!" I joked looking back over my shoulder at him.
"Right, that's it - time for an inspection!" He pushed me further onto the desk and drew his hands up my legs, gathering up my dark blue button down dress in his fingers. "Oh, the lacy pink panties, my favourite!" he knelt down behind me and planted a kiss on each cheek. A whimper escaped my mouth as he grabbed at the elastic and pulled them down placing them in his pocket.
"Someone might come in" I gasped
"Baby not even a goody two shoes like you comes back to the office after they've left for the night, now stand up"
I stood, my back to his chest, his arms wrapped around me as he nimbly unbuttoned the front of my dress "And matching bra, aren't you a good girl?" he whispered sucking on my right ear. I wiggled my ass against his crotch "Or not" he laughed into my neck kissing it, wrapping one muscular arm around my chest and taking his other hand, placing two finger into my mouth. I sucked on them and flicked the tips with my tongue; he gently pulled them out and placed his hand behind me.
I instinctively opened my legs, his fingers trailing between them and finding my centre. Slowly pushing one finger inside, I bucked against his arm holding me. Grabbing behind to his hair I pulled his face to mine for a kiss, he bit down on my bottom lip, and then slid in the second finger.
"Can you take another?" He breathed against my lips; I nodded, and dragged him back to kiss me, as he added the extra digit. It didn't take long to push me over the edge and he held me in his vice like grip as I writhed and came, me biting down on his lower lip to stop from crying out.
"I'm pleased to tell you you've passed the inspection Sophie," he said as he helped me button up my dress kissing me on my nose "now come on I've made dinner reservations somewhere special for us."
"What about my panties?" I asked.
"What about them?"
"Well can I have them back if we're going out?!" I shrieked
"Ha-ha no, having you sit across from me throughout dinner tonight knowing you have no panties on will work wonders for my appetite" he said and licked his lips, his eyes scanning my body.
He took me to the National Portrait Gallery for dinner. Being there with him and having dinner in the presence of some of the greatest paintings in the world, was truly the most romantic gesture I'd ever had. Yet in the back of my mind all I could think about was the fact I had only half of my underwear on.
Several times throughout dinner he tried to play footsie with me, but I kept my legs firmly crossed, causing a smirk to creep across his face. "I hope being here inspires you, you'll have your work hanging in a gallery someday, I just know it." He said as we left, taking hold of my hand and leading me to a waiting cab.
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I felt bad about not spending much time at home with Lukas, but he didn't seem to be home much either - by all accounts Arthur wasn't as bad as he first thought.
Sarah had cottoned on that something was going on between us, I was convinced Jason's and I's office antics the other night had been captured on film and she seen it. We seemed to speak less. At the end of October she had organised for Jason to travel to the USA for several events that I'm sure he only got to take him away from me for a while.
"It's ok babe it's only six weeks, I'll be back before you know it, we'll skype and call, you can't get rid of me that easily, we'll have the whole of Christmas together then I promise"
"If you say so," I replied grumpily "I swear she's only done it to keep you away. She likes to play match maker, and you weren't the one she picked out for me."
He left on October twenty forth, that night I went home, put on Kip Moore's CD and started to sketch out an outline of my Adonis's face, wild curly hair, chiselled features, I was missing him already - what has he done to you Sophie?!
"Well look who the cat dragged in, I didn't think I had a flatmate anymore!" Oh Lukas was home.
"Hey, I could say the same about you! How's Arthur?!" I teased
"Still a pompous arse but he's a cutie pie! Oh wow, is that who I think it is?!" I tried my best to cover the sketch "Well I can see why you've abandoned me if this is who you've been spending your time with - damn girl!" He let out a whistle and headed to his room, my phone beeped:
I miss you babe, have a lot of events coming up in the next few day's looks like Sarah is determined to keep me busy - but I'll call you when I can.
Promise me you'll get some drawing done whilst I'm gone, I know I've kept you occupied the past few weeks! ;) Xxx
Work was the usual, filing and directing calls. For the first few days I heard off Jason quite a bit, but towards the weekend of his first week away my calls and texts were going unanswered.
"Look I'm sure it's nothing to worry about, he told you he's going to be busy! Now stop worrying and let me do your hair, we're meeting Sarah and Alan in half an hour!" He grabbed the straighteners off the side and started working them through my locks.
"I don't even know why we're going; she's not really spoken to me since I started seeing Jason."
"I'm sure that's not true, maybe she's just busy with work, then again maybe she had her eyes set on him - who wouldn't?, her Alan's hardly a catch!" I knew that wasn't the case, she adored Alan. They had been together since high school and were stupidly happy.
Arriving at their house I was full of nerves.
"Well hello!" boomed Alan, the thirty year old Brian Blessed of a man "Come in, come in!" he ushered into the house "Sarah is in the kitchen dinner won't be long, come on through!"
Walking into their large kitchen Sarah was just putting the plates on the table, her impeccable brown hair tied back into a knot, and a sharp skirt suit on accentuating her long legs.
Dinner passed easily and I soon felt at ease back in my friends company. Once we'd finished I helped her clear the dishes.
"So how are things between you and Jason" she asked as she loaded the dishwasher.
"Erm not bad thanks; he's really busy with the events. Not heard much off him the past few days."
"I see," she said and looked at me with sad eyes "I don't suppose you've seen the pictures then?"
"Pictures, what that he's taken whilst he's been away?"
"No, of him and Karina"
The ex-wife.