Continuation of Shopaholic

by

Jafry
(Jafry D@aol.com)

" ... but suddenly I've this crazy desire for a cigarette!"

Mr. Sheffield slid his arm around Ms Fine and both of them walked to the exit. This kiss made him so ... confused. He shook his head. All what he wanted was to be at home and to hide behind his work.

Ms Fine gave a sigh of relief at his side as if a very heavy weight was lifted off her shoulders. She snuggled up to his chest and enjoyed the feeling of his arm around her body.

Max couldn't say, let alone describe, what he was feeling, but it was a throughly great feeling. If Ms Fine was contended and happy, he was too.

He had parked his car directly in front of the store's entrance and as he guided Ms Fine to the front passenger side, he casually picked up a parking ticket from the windshield. He simply stuffed it in his pants pockets. No punishment of the world could spoil this moment with her at his side.

After he had opened the door for her, he let himself breath deeply. Yes! He felt good! Ms Fine watched him as he rounded the car and playfully threw the keys in the air to catch them again with his other hand. A smile played on his lips.

A few minutes later, they left the city and its traffic behind, only to be stopped by a red light.

Neither of them said a word but enjoyed the silence. Mr. Sheffield drummed the rhythm of 'Georgie Girl' on the wheel while Ms Fine was fixing her hair. She felt at the back of her head a big growing bump.

"Autsch," she whispered.

Mr. Sheffield stopped the drumming and asked with a worried look: "Everything all right, Ms Fine?"

She waved her hand.

"Only a little bump. I would like to know how and why I slipped unconscious?"

It was more a rhetorical question, but Mr. Sheffield thought she asked him. Light nervousness grew in him.

"Um ... I am not quite sure. Maybe you had kissed ... um, found an unbelievable offer?" he submitted hasty.

Fran chuckled about his slip.

"Yes, I'm sure that's what it was," she said and looked at him. Something was gleaming on his lips.

"Mr. Sheffield," she began with a smile. "Since when do you wear lipstick?" she wondered. "My lipstick," she stuttered.

At this moment she remembered everything. This gaze in his look, true love was written in it. His embrace, that pushed his body to hers. That magic moment as his lips got closer to hers and met them. The growing passion and her weakness in her legs, they couldn't stand on their own.

She looked at him with bright eyes and open mouthed. He sat next to her and didn't know what to say. He knew she had remembered everything.

"Fran, I ..." He stumbled and wondered, he had called her by her first name.

But he couldn't say anything at all, because Ms Fine leaned over to him and kissed him which such unexpected passion. At first he wanted to fall back against his seat and break the kiss but then he closed his eyes and enjoyed her warm lips and caress of her tongue. This wonderful feeling conquered him incredibly and without thinking he laid his hands around her waist and pulled her closer.

Ms Fine had been the one to end the kiss because she knew it was not the right time nor the place. She smiled as she noticed her effect on him. It was nice to see her kisses made him melt, as well. He was dazed and stammered awkwardly: "Wohee... what..?"

"A thank you" she wiped the lipstick off his lips with her thumb. Her hand still rested a moment on his cheek. "You should be lucky I kissed you while you were sitting. I wasn't that lucky," she whispered but then fell silent.

Both of them stared into the others eyes for it seemed an eternity. Mr. Sheffield didn't move, he couldn't. He wanted to bring her as close as possible. He wanted to hold her in his arms for the rest of his life and far beyond but it seemed he had lost every control of his own body.

She looked at him a little bit amused, she knew at this moment that he was lost in her as she was lost in him.

As he noticed her smile he managed to lean towards her once again and pulled her closer. He smiled too as his hands caressed her cheek and brought her face up to his. He opened his mouth and gave her a tender kiss. She kissed him back as their hands roamed one another, which were becoming more passionate, more demanding.

The horns from waiting cars behind their own reminded them where they were. They broke apart without any hurry. He stared in her eyes for one more moment, because he wanted to be sure he wouldn't forget the last few moments ever. Just then he started to drive back home.

They didn't said a word the whole way back. As they arrived he offered her his hand and helped her out the car. She took it gladly. As she passed him and he could smell her perfume. He stated a bit louder than he had wanted:

"Boy, next time you take the limo with a hard of hearing driver!" and he rolled his eyes.

"I hope so!" Ms Fine answered.

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