Scarlett was nearing the end of a busy day at work when Shane’s text arrived. “Can I see you later? xx” it read.
Scarlett replied and agreed to meet him outside the train station after work. She got there before him and noticed he was despondent-looking as he walked through the crowd of commuters towards the station. His face softened with relief when he saw her. “Hi babe.” he sighed, pulling her into a tight hug. He stood back and kissed her.
“Are you alright?” Scarlett asked, reaching for his hand and looking at him
“Eh…hmmm,” he hummed, entwining their fingers and avoiding looking at her. “…I had a bit of a shitty day… just wanted to see you.” he said, looking down. Scarlett frowned at him and looked down to meet his gaze. “I’ve got stuff for stir-fry in the house. Do you want to come home for dinner?” he asked, softly.
“Yeah, sure.” She shrugged and nodded. “What happened today?” she asked, wrapping both her hands around his hand she was holding as they walked.
“Ah… nothing really. I mean yeah, something but…” he laughed nervously, looking at the ground. “I know you’re only going to say that you told me so or that you were right or that sort of thing.” he sighed.
“Who me?!” Scarlett asked, giggling and squeezing his hand. “Go on then, prove me right.” she said.
“Well…” he inhaled sharply, still not looking at her. “The big bosses were in work today and I got pulled in to the supervisor’s office after and told to ‘address my work attire’.” he said in a glum, guilty tone.
Scarlett looked at him and tutted. “How many times have they already spoken to you about this now?! It’s not that hard to wear a pair of smart trousers and a shirt or a sweater, Shane.” she said, frustrated.
“I know!” he pulled her closer. “I just don’t see the point when we’re not seeing the customers in person!” he said, defensively.
“Aggghhhh!” Scarlett growled in frustration. “Grow up will you!” she exclaimed.
“Hmm…” he said quietly with an embarrassed laugh. “So… then… at the start of this week the opportunity came up for the team leader job and since I’m the most senior person in my team now, today I submitted my intention to apply…”
“Oh great, that’s exciting!” Scarlett beamed.
“Hmmm…” Shane grumbled.
“Aw no, don’t tell me they rejected it because of your clothes? Really Shane, you need to stop wearing jeans and band t-shirts to work!” Scarlett groaned.
“No, they told me I couldn’t apply because I still have that disciplinary file from last year when I got suspended.” he said, his voice thick with bitterness.
“Right…well.” Scarlett said firmly and sighed. “We’ve already discussed your temper and you promised to go to the doctor and find out about getting help with that MONTHS AGO.” she said, disappointed. “Maybe this will force you to address it. Cos all of what happened this week wouldn’t have been a problem otherwise.”
“I know…I still will…sometime.” Shane said, his head still bowed as they approached his house. “I told you you’d say something like that. Would you mind helping me pick some clothes for work for the rest of this week?” he asked. She agreed. “Would you help me shop for new clothes at the weekend too… please?” he asked.
“Yeah, if you want.” Scarlett said. “But if you go and do whatever you want again afterwards then this is the last time I’m helping you with it.” she said sternly, following him into the house and through to the kitchen.
“OK. I swear I will do what you say.” he said, looking at her for the first time since they were outside the train station and kissing her.
They made dinner and then went for a walk around the park. They were just about to go back home when Steve sent a text to Shane inviting him for a drink. They took a detour to Steve’s house. He was surprised to see Scarlett and she was the only girl gathered into Steve’s living room with the small group of the guys Steve and Shane used to work with. Shane sat on the armchair by the window and Scarlett perched on the arm of the chair while they both chatted to different people. Soon Shane pulled Scarlett to sit across his knee, holding her round the waist with his left hand and resting his Ankara Escort right hand on her thighs. Scarlett leaned her right elbow on the back of the chair behind Shane’s head, he wasn’t in the best mood and Scarlett tried to calm him down as they talked about Shane’s wardrobe situation while the small gathering became more of a rowdy party around them as more and more people arrived.
“Have your boobs got bigger?” Shane asked suddenly, staring at her clevage.
Scarlett stopped what she was saying and frowned. “I hope not! They’re big enough as they are.” she giggled. “It’s just the angle you’re at!” she said, looking down at him.
Shane shrugged. “Do you want to go soon?” he asked, in a low voice.
“We’ve only been here half an hour! Looks a bit rude if we leave now, don’t you think?” she asked quietly. She knew he was getting more irritated.
“I know but I just want to go home. There are loads of folk here now, no one will notice if we make a swift exit.” Shane hissed.
“Are you still upset from today?” she asked.
“Well…now you mention it…” he said sarcastically. “I’m getting even more annoyed at all this!” he said, gesturing to the party. “C’mon Scarlett, let’s just LEAVE!” he hissed, grasping her against him.
“Right, OK!” Scarlett said, stroking his beard. She kissed him quickly and got up. “Let’s go.” she nodded towards the door and held out her hand to him.
Shane stood up, grasping her hand and ushering her towards the door. “Bye Steve, see you later in the week mate!” he shouted across the room to Steve as he pushed them through the people gathered in the living room and out into the hallway. Scarlett laughed as she opened the front door and they spilled out onto the street. Shane pulled her hand and started power walking home.
“Slow down, I can’t walk that fast!” Scarlett giggled, trailing behind him.
They made the 10 minute walk in less than 5 and ran up to Shane’s room. Shane opened his wardrobe and Scarlett sat on top of the table by the window as they picked out suitable clothes for him to wear to work. She maintained a calm voice and didn’t rise to Shane’s frustrated tantrums at trying on clothes. “I’m not entertaining you, Shane. You’re just annoyed cos you know it’s your fault. Now fuck up and try on the next thing.” she said, glaring at him. Shane sulked but did what she said until they’d picked out a few options.
“Thanks, Scarl.” Shane said, when they were finished. He approached the table and slid his arms around her neck, hugging her tightly into his chest. “Thanks for your help.” he said, leaning back and kissing her. Scarlett pulled him to stand between her knees, wrapping her legs round his legs and her arms round his waist. “I was kind of hoping Steve was inviting us for a quiet one. I would’ve preferred that. But he’s actually having the time of his life.” Shane shrugged and chuckled.
Scarlett frowned and hugged Shane round his waist. She kissed him in short kisses on the lips as they looked at each other. “I don’t think he’s having the time of his life, Shane.” she said quietly.
“No?” Shane asked, puzzled. “He’s not getting disciplinaries and being turned down for promotion because of his ‘anger issues’ though, is he now.” he said.
Scarlett shook her head in disagreement. “Maybe not that but did you see his face when he saw me? To him I’m not his friend anymore, I’m your girlfriend. He maybe wanted to have a lads night but you turned up with me in tow.”
“It was a full on party when we left! Nothing to do with you being my girlfriend, Scarl!” Shane said.
“I know, that’s not what I mean. I mean 2 of his friends are dating, it changes everything for him now he’s single again. He can’t have his usual banter or lament relationship stuff with either of us like he used to cos we’re each other’s other half.” she said. “He doesn’t seem very happy.” she winced.
“Babe, he’s having an impromptu party in the middle of the week!” Shane laughed.
“Exactly!” said Scarlett. “And since he’s not a student anymore, that doesn’t scream ‘happy’ to me.” she said.
“You haven’t seen him in months, how do you know? Do you just ‘have a feeling’?” Ankara Masaj Escort he teased. She raised her eyebrows and nodded.
Shane shrugged but looked at her thoughtfully. “You’re probably right,” he started. Scarlett shot him a look. “Ok, you’re always right!” he laughed. “This weird sixth sense thing you do… it’s fucking creepy Scarlett.” he shook his head and she pursed her lips.
He combed his hand through her hair and she stroked his beard and kissed him in short soft kisses as they continued talking. “Your hair is getting long again. I love when it’s long” he smiled. “I love running my hands through your hair. I love feeling it on my stomach when you’re sucking my cock.” he said in a low voice. Scarlett looked dead at him and rolled her eyes. He shrugged and laughed. “What?! I’m only saying!” he kissed her. “I’ve been meaning to ask you, remember AGES ago when we were talking about doing intimate things for each other?” he asked.
“Eh…yyyyeah.” replied Scarlett hesitantly.
“I need a bit of a shave,” he said, stroking his beard. “Would you trim my beard for me?” he asked, looking at her.
Scarlett’s eyes widened. “Ehhh…I don’t know, I’m nervous!” she said. “It’s not that I don’t want to.” She placed her hands reassuringly on his chest.
“I trust you, I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t.” he said, hugging her to him.
“OK, Yes. But you’re the expert, it’s your beard and I don’t want to fuck it up.” she said.
“I trust you, Scarl! I’d really like it if you would do that for me, please.” he said softly. She nodded. “Ok? thank you.” he smiled. “At the weekend?” he asked. She nodded and kissed him. They started kissing passionately, Shane stroked his arms up her thighs and grasped her hips, pulling her down off the table.
“Shane,” Scarlett gasped as he kissed her neck. Shane hummed in response. “Fuck me.” she groaned. Shane stood back and looked at her with a wild look in his eyes. They threw their clothes off as quickly as they could before Scarlett pushed Shane back onto the bed and slid down on her knees on the floor. “Talk dirty to me.” she whispered, biting her lip suggestively.
“Suck my cock, babe.” Shane groaned, the anticipation teasing him as he watched her lick her lips and start stroking his cock. “Mmm put it in your mouth.” he groaned as he watched her pull back his foreskin and tease her tongue up round the tip. Then she slowly slid her mouth around it and Shane’s breath jerked. He looked down at her, stroking her hair to the side. “Aw yeah, that’s it babe. Awww, your tongue.” he panted. “Mmm this is in my wank bank – watching you like this with my cock in your mouth.” he groaned, holding her chin as she bobbed up and down, sucking his cock. “Look at me, Scarl.” he groaned. Scarlett blinked and gazed up at him without missing a stroke. “Yeah.” he groaned, his mouth curling up in a one-sided smile. Scarlett licked round the head of his cock intensely while it was still in her mouth and Shane’s eyes rolled back as he groaned. Suddenly a feverish want washed over him. “Give me your cunt babe, sit on my face.” he said as he grasped her arms and she let go of his cock.
Scarlett climbed on to the bed and straddled Shane as he lay back and slid off the bed slightly, planting his feet on the floor. She lowered herself over his mouth and he began groaning as he hungrily licked her pussy. “Oooohhh my…ohhh.” Scarlett breathed. “Softer, Shane, softer.” she whispered. Shane softened his tongue and Scarlett started to tremble, leaning forward slightly so his tongue hit exactly the right spot. “Oohh yeah.” she groaned, grasping a handful of his hair. “Mmm I love the feeling of you licking my cunt.” she groaned. Shane groaned in response and it vibrated through her. She moaned and gently grinded against his mouth, revelling in the pleasure. “Fuck yeah, lick my cunt like that.” she gasped. Scarlett’s hips began rocking as her orgasm appeared suddenly. “Oh yeah. I’m gonna cum. Ooooh I’m gonna cum, Shane!” Scarlett moaned loudly, her body shook violently and her hips bucked uncontrollably as she came on Shane’s face with loud, guttural moans.
Shane lifted her up so he could slide Ankara Olgun Escort out from under her and he stood up at the side of the bed. She lay forward on her knees on the bed, panting.
Shane grasped her hips, pulling her towards him and kissed her back. “Mmmm.” she groaned. Shane stroked the tip of his cock along her pussy lips.
“Do you want me to fuck you now?” Shane asked. Scarlett nodded and moaned in agreement. Shane quickly rolled on a condom, pulled her hips up towards him and slowly started sliding his cock inside her, further with each thrust. Shane shuddered. “Oohhh fuck! Oh you’re tight. Mmmm take all of my cock.” he groaned as his thighs kissed hers when he was finally right inside her.
Scarlett gasped and moaned. “Ooh that’s deep. It feels so good.”
“Yeah, Scarl, tell me.” he groaned.
“Fuck me.” she moaned as Shane started thrusting. “Mmmm slowly! Your cock is so deep inside me, it’s intense.”
“Mmm yeah, I’ll fuck you slowly babe.” Shane groaned. “Your cunt is so wet, you feel good, Scarl.” he gasped.
Scarlett lay her shoulders on the bed and raised her ass closer to him. She manoeuvred her legs closer together and slid her feet between Shane’s legs before reaching her arm back to him and they grasped forearms as she turned to look back at him and he fucked her slowly. She groaned a low, relaxed moan. “Mmm fuck me like that, Shane.”
“Yeah?” Shane asked. Scarlett nodded and moaned in agreement. “Mmmm.” Shane groaned. He continued thrusting into her as she moaned quietly. “Turn over babe, let me see your face.” Shane groaned. Scarlett turned on to her side and Shane guided her onto her back, lifting her legs up and resting them on his shoulder. Scarlett bent her knees and Shane pushed her back on the bed, and kneeled between her legs. She arched her back as he fucked her faster. “Your cunt’s so tight. Aw fuck. I’m gonna cum, babe” Shane groaned.
“Yeah, fuck me. Cum for me, Shane.” Scarlett gasped. She watched as his brow furrowed and his face creased. He hung his head and gasped and his body convulsed as he came. Scarlett stroked his face, pulling him down on top of her and kissing him all over his face as he panted and she recovered her breath. “Shane?” she breathed. He opened his eyes, kissed her and nodded then pulled out, peeling off the condom, knotting it and throwing it towards the bin before lying down on his back on the bed beside her.
Scarlett lay with her knees bent, her feet flat on the bed and her arm over her face as they both steadied their breathing. “It still makes me nervous how quiet you are after sex.” Shane said quietly, still panting, turning his head towards her. Scarlett put her hand up, chuckled and gestured a shrug, her eyes still closed. “We haven’t fucked like that in a while…I miss cumming inside you.” he said. Scarlett lifted her arm off her face and turned her head sharply to look at him. He shrugged. “Well, I do. It doesn’t feel the same.” he laughed nervously.
“It’s not an option right now.” Scarlett said, putting her arm back across her face.
Shane nodded. “Laura at work was saying she woke up the other morning and her boyfriend had spunked on her face…” he said.
Scarlett looked at him, horrified. “He came on her face while she was sleeping?” she asked, outraged. “What the fuck?! Seriously?” she asked. Shane nodded and laughed nervously. “That’s disrespectful and disgusting to do that to someone. Don’t you dare ever even think about doing that to me!” she said firmly.
“No, I wasn’t… that’s just what she said happened…” Shane said, awkwardly. “Don’t you want a cuddle?” he asked. “You’ve usually gone for a pee, come back and wrapped yourself around me by now.” he said, turning onto his side and stroking her stomach.
She lifted her arm and smiled at him. “Are you missing me?” she teased. He nodded and stuck out his bottom lip. “Awwww poor babe!” she teased, holding her arms out to him. Shane grasped the end of the duvet and folded it over them lengthways, grasping Scarlett and rolling them both over, wrapping them in the duvet. Scarlett giggled and hugged Shane to her. “I guess I’m staying here tonight then?” she asked, smiling. Shane nodded. “Everyone at work tomorrow will know I’m a dirty stop out!” she giggled.
“I’ll aim for 2 or 3 more orgasms by the time we leave for work in the morning just to make it worth your while!” he laughed. Scarlett kissed him, wrapped her legs around his waist and his cock stiffened again against her. She moaned. “Ready for round 2?” he whispered.