There was a limo sitting in front of her brownstone when she returned from her latest photo shoot. She’d spent a lovely 2 hours in the park with a family of five. There were three beautiful children under 5 years old. They were so cute and happy. Payton had as much fun as they did. She’d been able to capture the kids laughing many times and she thought she got some really good pictures. It was good to end on a day like this. She had the next week off and she was looking forward to spending some time with Sidney. He had a five day break with no game and she want to monopolize as much of his time as she could. She let herself in the back door and heard Sidney talking in the other room with Tony.
“I don’t see why we can’t do that,” was all she heard before she made her presence known to them.
“Hi baby,” Sid said, rising and giving her a peck on the cheek.
She smiled at him and greeted Tony.
“What are you two doing?” she asked.
“Nothing, just making a plan for tonight’s game,” Sid answered her rather quickly. She glanced up at him skeptically.
“What?” he asked.
“Nothing,” she said and raised her eyebrows at him.
She left the two men to their discussion and she retired to the bedroom. She shed her pants and blouse pulled out one of Sidney’s t-shirts and her flannel pajama bottoms and lay them across the bed. She sat on the edge enjoying the feel of the soft carpet on her bare feet. She would not wear her new sandals again. The straps cut into the tops of her toes, but now they were very happy to be freed from their prison. She brushed out her windblown hair and pulled it back into a pony tail and then twisted it around and clipped it to the top of her head. She started the bathwater and dropped in some of her favorite bath bubbles: vanilla and cinnamon. She slipped into the warm water and felt her muscles relax. She washed at her leisure and closed her eyes, lying back in the water.
She opened her eyes and saw him standing there leaning against the sink watching her.
“You need any help in there,” he asked with a smirk.
“Maybe,” she smiled back. “You want to wash my back?”
He knelt by the side of the tub and took the washcloth from her. He slowly rubbed her skin with the soft cloth. He wiped it across her neck and down her chest. He leaned over and kissed her softly. He dropped the cloth in the water and teased her nipples with his fingers. She broke the kiss and breathed his breath.
“You could get in here with me, you know,” she whispered.
“No… I should really get ready for the game.” His voice held a note of regret.
She sat up a little out of the water and reached for him biting her bottom lip, “Are you sure?”
“You’re not playing fair,” he groaned.
“Okay,” she shrugged and sank down into her bubbles, dismissing him. He stifled a laugh, stood up and stripped off his clothes and carefully let himself into the warm water over her.
“You’re cold,” she giggled. “You’re going to make my water cold!”
“Then you better warm me up quick,” he said and smothered her mouth with his.
“Do something for me?” he said, slipping his white dress shirt over his shoulders.
“Anything,” she answered, watching his exquisite body. She enjoyed every way his muscles flexed as he went about dressing for the game. She snuggled back under the blanket. Her wet hair was giving her a chill without him to keep her warm.
“Come to the game in the limo?” he asked. “Tony will drive you.”
“Sure I will,” she smiled, clearly in the mood to do anything he asked. “Any reason why?”
He walked back over to the bed and sat beside her. She grabbed his purple tie and pulled him down to her. He kissed her lips and ran his finger along her cheek.
“I want to take you out after the game.” He snuck his hand under her blanket and fondled her breasts.
“Out where?” she asked, biting at his lip playfully.
“You’ll see.” He kissed her again and slid his hand between her legs. He teased her for a few more minutes before announcing that he had to go.
“No, not yet. Stay a few more minutes,” she protested.
“If I stay any longer, things are going to get out of hand again and I need to have some energy left for the game,” he insisted. He got up from the bed and crossed to the door. She called after him and jumped out from under the covers and ran to him, jumping in his arms.
“Good luck tonight, Superman.” He shook his head rolling his eyes at her new nickname for him. She kissed him good-bye, pressing her naked body firmly against his. “I love you.”
“I love you, too. Now go get dressed, stop tempting me,” he chastised her, but not seriously. He hurried out the door while she was slipping into his t-shirt.
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