by North, Avery
Tim quickly jumped up, undid his pants and pulled them down, and in one quick movement, he thrust himself deep inside her, sending jolts of electricity through her body.
“Oh Yessssss!” she cried as he continued to move into her, his lips crushing hers.
Not being able to hold back any longer, Fiona lifted up her hips as her orgasm shook through her body, causing Tim to cry out along with her as they rode through the waves of their passion.
“Wow,” Fiona sighed as her breathing returned to normal. “I needed that.”
Tim looked down at her and smiled. “I know we are seeing each other tonight, but when I saw you this morning in the lounge, I wanted you badly,” he said, standing up and grabbing his pants.
“Hmmm, it’s hard to pretend nothing is going on between us,” Fiona said, sitting up and grabbing her panties off the floor. “That new girl thought you were pretty hot.”
Tim laughed. “Well, that’s the hardest part − trying to act normal with people when you are right there. I figure it’s only natural that I flirt a bit.”
Fiona grinned as she walked towards him. “Flirting is allowed, you just can’t touch,” she put her arms around his neck and looking up at him. “I’ll see you tonight for sure. I should get home around six.”
“It’s a date. I’ll bring the pizza and the whipped cream,” Tim answered, leaning down to kiss her gently.
“Whipped cream?” Fiona asked when they broke apart.
“To spread all over your body so I can lick it off slowly, just the way you like it,” Tim whispered.
Fiona took a deep breath. “Okay, thanks … now I’ll be thinking about that all afternoon. See you then,” she giggled as she walked out of the room, anxious for the day to hurry up and six o’clock to arrive.
Chapter 2
At six-thirty, Fiona stepped out of the shower and started getting ready for their date. They had been seeing each other secretly for about six months, and although Fiona had vowed never to let another man into her heart when she met Tim, it had all changed.
As she roughly dried her auburn hair with the oversized bath towel, she looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. At twenty-five, she had already accomplished a lot in her life and was proud of herself. Fiona counted herself very lucky to have landed a job at the Chiltern Hotel. When she finished high school, she had no idea what she wanted to do with her life. Her home life was a shambles, and although she had gotten used to the nightly fights between her parents, she couldn’t wait to get out on her own. When she saw the ad for a hotel clerk at the Chiltern Hotel, she applied immediately. She hadn’t expected anything to come out of it, but three days later, she got the call that changed her life. The Chiltern Hotel was offering a scholarship for an employee who wanted to take the Hotel Management Course at the local college. She was accepted, and the hotel scheduled her shifts around her courses. Within three weeks of working there, she found a small furnished apartment and moved in, ready to start her new life.
She had always been a shy girl; because of this, she had only had one boyfriend in her life. It wasn’t because of her looks. She was beautiful and had been blessed with porcelain-like skin, sea-green eyes, and a smile that lit up any room. She dated Steve for about a year before she found out he was leading a double life and had lied to her about everything. That had devastated her, and she had vowed never to fall in love again. Until she met Tim.
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Fiona pushed the revolving door that led to the lobby of the Chiltern Hotel and stood looked around at its grandeur. One side of the room was a solid window, allowing the sunshine in, illuminating the large mirrored ball that hung down off the ceiling, which gave off a prism of colors around the room. Fiona watched as a tall, good-looking man strode confidently across the lobby towards the check-in desk. His tight faded jeans and matching shirt made Fiona think of a cowboy as she watched him talk and laugh with one of the clerks.
I wonder if he works here? She thought to herself as she saw him look up and begin walking towards her.
“You look lost,” he said as he approached her, giving her a dazzling smile, which made Fiona's heart skip a beat.
Fiona smiled at him shyly. “I have an appointment with Susan Hopkins,” she glanced down at the card in her hand to check the name.
“Oh, nice. Susan’s office is just down that hall and to your left,” he said, pointing. “Are you here for an interview?”
Fiona nodded. “Yes, and I’m very nervous, to be honest.”
“Don’t be. Susan is amazing − the best boss you could ask for. My name is Tim, by the way,” he held out his hand. “I’m the fixer-up guy around here.”
Fiona laughed. “I’ve never heard anyone referred to like that, but that’s pretty cool,” she said, thinking he must think her a complete idiot.
“Well, good luck, and I hope I see you around here again, hopefully permanently,” Tim said, nodding at her before walking away.
A week later, Fiona was sitting in the employee lounge, enjoying a coffee before her shift started, when Tim walked in.
“Well, hello again,” he called out when he saw her. “I guess this means you got the job?”
Fiona giggled. “Yes, I did. Today is my second day.”
“What did you do to celebrate?” Tim asked, grabbing a chair, turning it around and straddling the seat, resting his arms on the back.
“Oh, nothing really. I don’t know a lot of people around here, so I just ordered a pizza that night,” Fiona said, looking down at the table.
“What?” Tim said. “You have to let me buy you a drink to celebrate properly, and I won’t take no for an answer. What time do you finish today?”
“Six,” Fiona answered.
“That settles it. Come to the piano bar after you’re done. I’ll buy you a celebratory drink,” Tim said.
As much as Fiona didn’t want to get romantically involved with anyone, she figured it wouldn't hurt to have a friend. “Well, okay, just one drink,” she conceded, not knowing that after that night, she would fall madly in love with Tim, and they would become inseparable.
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“Hey, beautiful,” Tim said when Fiona answered the door. “I got the pizza.”
“Where’s the cream?” Fiona teased.
“Honestly, I didn’t think that would be a good idea even if it sounds kinky as hell,” Tim said, giving her a quick kiss as he walked into the kitchen. “I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.”
“Me too,” Fiona said. “Want a beer?”
“Sure,” Tim said, grabbing two plates out of the cupboard.
They settled down on the couch, telling each other about their days, bitching about some of the guests, and laughing at others.
“Oh, I fixed the coffee maker by the way,” Tim said, finishing his pizza and putting his feet up on the coffee table. “I also bumped into that new girl, Peggy.”
“Oh, yea. I haven’t seen her since that earlier in the lounge. She seemed okay, a bit strange perhaps,” Fiona snuggled up against Tim contentedly.
“Yea, there is something about her,” Tim answered. “She keeps staring at me and smiling.”
“Maybe she has the hots for you, we already know she thinks you’re cute,” Fiona laughed as she rested her head on Tim’s chest. “Ahhhh, this is the best part of my day.”
“Me too. What do you think about being able to do this every night?” Tim asked.
“What do you mean?” Fiona asked, sitting up slightly and looking at him.
“I mean, what about moving in together?” Tim answered. “You and me.”
Fiona sat straight up on the couch. “Wow, I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know? I think you and I are a perfect team. Can’t you just imagine being able to make love any time we want?” Tim said. “You could move into my place. It's a lot bigger than this."
Fiona looked up at him, her eyes filling with tears. “What if it doesn’t work?”
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��Hey, I know your last boyfriend broke your heart, but I’m not him. I know we haven’t really talked about where we see our relationship going, but one thing I know for sure is that I love you. If it makes you feel better, let’s set some boundaries. I want you to feel secure and safe.”
“Okay,” Fiona smiled at him. “That would make me feel better.” Fiona sat up and looked at him seriously.
“Okay, so what do you need from me?” Tim asked, pushing aside a strand of hair that had fallen across her face.
“I need honesty, Tim. I don’t want any lies, and I promise to do the same with you,” Fiona said.
“Okay. Honesty at all times,” Tim nodded.
“I also need faithfulness. If I don’t excite you anymore, break up with me, and move on. Please don’t cheat on me,” Fiona felt tears in her eyes just at the thought.
“Wow, that asshole really did a number on you,” Tim said softly. “I would never do that to you.”
“And if we argue and you get to a point where you need to lash out, please walk away. Don’t take your anger out on me,” Fiona started to sob quietly.
“Oh my sweet, sweet baby,” Tim said, wrapping his arms around her. “I would never, ever lay a hand on you.”
“I’m sorry,” Fiona whispered, wiping the tears off her cheeks. “I want this to work more than anything.”
“We will make it work. It takes two, and just, so you know," Tim bent down and kissed her softly on the lips, “I’m not going anywhere.”
Chapter 3
Fiona opened her eyes slowly to a new day and smiled to herself. Tim’s strong arms were wrapped around her as she felt him stir. She had almost finished moving into his condo. Fiona had found out, shortly after they started dating, that his job as a handyman at the Chiltern Hotel was more of a hobby. Having played the stock market, he bought some shares that, within two months, skyrocketed; when he sold, he was a very wealthy man. He enjoyed helping people, and when he saw the hotel’s ad in the paper, he applied, and after some negotiations, he got the job. The money he made at the hotel he donated to the homeless shelter downtown. When Fiona found this out, her love for him tripled.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he whispered into her ear as he slowly kissed the nape of her neck.
“Hmmm, good morning,” Fiona yawned. “Looks like a beautiful day outside.”
“As long as you are in my life, everything about the day is beautiful,” Tim said, nuzzling her neck as his hand began to caress the soft curves of her body under the blankets.
“What are you doing? You know what gets me going,” Fiona smiled, closing her eyes and enjoying the feel of Tim's warm hands on her skin. Pushing her butt against him, she smiled, feeling his morning erection against her cheek.
“I see you have something else in mind,” Fiona teased as she turned and lay on her back, spreading her legs slightly as Tim’s fingers continued to caress her. Grasping his rock-hard member in her hand, she slowly began stroking it as she looked up at him. “Someone is happy to see me.”
“Always,” Tim groaned in pleasure as he moved on top of her, positioning himself. Fiona reached down and guided him inside her. They lay joined together, looking into each other’s eyes, both afraid to speak, afraid to even move and break the spell.
“I love you,” Tim finally whispered as he began to slowly move his hips against hers as they continued their slow dance of passion, thrusting faster and faster.
Fiona could feel her body respond to his movements and wrapped her arms tighter around Tim’s neck.
Feeling her gasp, Tim thrust harder as he exploded inside of her, and they clung to each other until their bodies unclenched, and they lay quietly on the sweat-soaked sheets.
“What a way to wake up,” Tim said as he rolled off Fiona. “What are we going to do today, seeing as we are both off?”
“Not sure. Do you think anyone at work knows about us?” Fiona asked, sitting up. “No one has mentioned anything to me.”
Tim shook his head. “I don’t think so, but it shouldn’t matter. I work on a contract for the hotel, so I’m not really an employee.”
“I know, but I would hate to get into trouble,” Fiona said. “Let’s shower, and I’ll make us breakfast.”
“Sounds good,” Tim said as he gave Fiona’s ass a playful slap as she jumped out of bed.
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Peggy Sanders folded the last of the dry towels and put them in the maid’s cart. Grabbing a magazine, she sat on the bench, waiting for the next load of towels in the dryer to be finished.
“Hey, Peggy. I hear you’re having a problem with one of the machines,” Tim said, walking into the laundry room.
“Oh yeah,” Peggy jumped up, delighted that Tim was the one sent to repair the machine. “It’s the far one over in the corner. For some reason, it isn’t drying properly.”
“Okay, I’ll take a look,” Tim said cheerfully as he walked past Peggy towards the dryer.
Peggy watched him closely as he bent down to check the dryer. It had been a long time since she had had a man, and now she had her sights set on Tim. She wanted him, and she always got what she wanted. Unzipping the front of her uniform so that her cleavage was showing, she fluffed up her hair and leaned against the other dryer in a very seductive pose.
As Tim stood up and turned around, he almost bumped into Peggy, and she pretended to fall into him. Reaching out, Tim grabbed her and steadied her. “Whoa, are you okay?” he asked as she looked up into his ocean blue eyes.
Parting her lips slightly, she shyly batted her eyelashes, feeling his strong hands on her waist. “Why don’t we lock the door?” she breathed.
“Why would we lock the door just to fix the dryer?” Tim asked, frowning, and completely missing her point.
“I can make you feel really good,” Peggy whispered as her hand reached down and rubbed the front of his pants.
“Hey! No!” Tim yelled when he realized what Peggy meant. “I’m sorry, but I’m not … I don’t er … I’m seeing someone,” Tim stammered, removing his hands from around her waist and taking a hasty step back.
“No one needs to know,” Peggy purred. “I can be very discreet. This could be our little secret.”
“Look, Peggy,” Tim said, holding up his hands and stepping further away from her. “I just want to fix the dryer. I don’t want any trouble.”
Peggy looked at him and reached up, pulling the zipper of her uniform all the way down, exposing her breasts completely. “You want these, don’t you?” she said, ignoring his protests as she ran her fingers over her nipples.
Starting to get angry, Tim picked up his toolbox. “Look, I don’t want any problems here, I told you I’m not interested. I’ll come back later when you are off shift. I think that will be better for everyone involved,” he said as he quickly left the room.
Peggy zipped up her uniform, covering herself, and frowned. “Okay, well, that didn’t work. I’ll have to try something else,” she said to herself out loud. She was determined that she would fuck Tim Jameson, no matter how long it took.
Chapter 4
Fiona walked into the employee lounge, nodding to Peggy, who was sitting having her afternoon break.
“Hey, long time no see,” Fiona said. “How are you doing?”
“Okay, I guess,” Peggy said, leaning her head on her hand.
“Anything wrong?” Fiona asked as she poured herself a coffee.
“Guy problems.”
“Oh no, anything I can help with?”
“Well, I like this guy, but he seems to be avoiding me,” Peggy pouted. “I tried to seduce him, but that didn’t seem to work.”
Fiona sat down, wrapping her hands around her coffee cup. “Well, I don’t have much experience with men, so not sure what kind of advice I can give you. Do you think he like you? Maybe he’s just shy.”
“I think he likes me. He’s always smiling at me when he sees me and teases me sometimes,” Peggy leaned forward towards Fiona and whispered. “Have you
ever met a guy that makes you wet just watching him walk?”
Fiona smiled slightly. “Hmm, I do know what that’s like.”
“Well, this guy is like my fantasy. I lie in bed at night, imagining him doing all kinds of naughty things to me,” Peggy said before suddenly looking at Fiona in shock. “Oh, I’m sorry! I shouldn't be sharing these things with you, but I don't have a lot of friends here.”
“That’s okay,” Fiona said, smiling. “I don’t have any close girlfriends either, so it’s kind of nice to be able to have someone to talk to.”
“Any suggestions on what I can do to make him notice me?” Peggy asked.
“Well,” Fiona said, stopping to think. "I've always had this fantasy about dressing in something sexy and wearing an overcoat over it. You know, like they do in the movies. Then going to his office or wherever he works, locking the door and taking off the overcoat,” Fiona giggled slightly. “I’ve never told anyone that before.”
“Oh my God, that’s perfect,” Peggy squealed. “And then when he sees you, he can’t hold back, throws everything off his desk in one sweep, and takes you right then and there!”
“Yea, kinda like that,” Fiona smiled. “Very animalistic if you know what I mean.”
“I gotta run, but thanks for the chat. I’m going to try your idea. If that doesn’t get him going, I don’t know what will,” Peggy said, jumping up and heading through the door.
After Peggy left, Fiona sat quietly, smiling to herself. Maybe she'd try that on Tim one day. Just then, her phone buzzed.
I’m fixing a tub in the penthouse. There’s no one here, and I’m horny.
“Oh Tim, your timing couldn’t be any better,” Fiona said, getting up and heading to the elevators. She hoped that Peggy would have as much luck with her guy as she was having with hers. No one knew about them yet, and Fiona kind of liked it that way. These little trysts during the day of theirs really spiced up their relationship, and Fiona loved it.
