Give Me A Break

I don't like to point fingers but it's my mom's fault that I was left so fucking frustrated that morning. I was so close, Sara was actually removing clothes - hers and mine - and I had just got my hands on her bra covered tits when I heard my mom call out my name.

"Tanner, come here please."

Sara, who had gone stiff when she first heard my mom's voice, looked back over her shoulder at my closed door. She groaned and then said something that sounded like, 'tell her you are getting busy.'

"Tanner?"

I dragged my eyes from my door, glanced up at Sara briefly before my gaze slid down to my hands cupping her tits. "I can ignore her," I tried to chuckle but I really wasn't in the mood. I was horny.

"Tanner!"

"You should see what your mom wants," Sara told me as she slipped her hands over mine. "And then maybe, come back and get a little of what you want."

"Tanner Win-"

The second mom started to say my middle name, I pushed Sara off of me and jumped off my bed, yelling, "I'm coming mom!" On my way to the door, I grabbed my shirt and yanked it down over my head. "I'll be right back," I threw over my shoulder as I opened the door and walked out into the hallway.

"Hey mom, what's up?" I tried to sound normal as I leaned over the half wall partition by the stairs. Fuck! My mom looked royally pissed off as she stood there with her hands on her hips and that 'you're in trouble young man' look on her face.

"You promised your father you would shovel the sidewalk and the driveway this morning so he didn't have to do it when he got home tonight."

"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath; my mom heard and told me that wasn't appropriate language for a respectable young man. Respectable? I almost laughed when the image of my hands on Sara moments before flashed in my mind. "I'll do it after supper mom."

"No Tanner," mom shook her head. "You've told us you would shovel three days ago but every day you come up with a reason not too. I know you rather spend time in your room with Sara this morning dear but I don't want your father to come home and get it in his head that he's fit enough to shovel - something you promised you'd take care of for us." She crossed her arms, "I don't think we are being unreasonable," she told me. "We don't ask you to do much around here, just help at the store occasionally and now shovel snow." She looked up at me, "Are we being unreasonable dear?"

I had to say no, what else could I say? Even if they were being unreasonable, I knew damn well I couldn't tell her that, I would never hear the end of it. I told her I'll get right on it as soon as I told Sara what was going on and changed.

"Sara I...I...whoa." I stopped dead in my tracks in the doorway, my eyes widen as I spotted Sara still shirtless on my bed where I tossed her when I went to see what mom wanted.

She raised a brow, "Yes?" She asked innocently as her fingers skimmed along the top of the lace covering her tits.

"Oh baby..." I crossed the room quickly, falling to the bed when I reached it. "Come here," I grabbed her by the ankles, she started to giggle and she wiggled a little. I pretended she threw me off balance and I 'fell' face first against her belly. I glanced up to find her biting her bottom lip as she watched me, her fingers trailed over her chest. "Sara..."

"Yes?" She grinned at me as she rubbed her foot against my thigh.

I kissed her warm skin, she closed her eyes, purring softly. "You like that?" I asked, kissing her again.

"Mmmhmm," she squirmed under my mouth. "Give me more," she commanded.

She did not have to tell me twice, I quickly kissed my way up over her belly over the band of her bra to rest my head on her chest. "Sara," I sighed happily as she brought her arms up to my head, squeezing her tits together, smothering me a little. Yes, yes, YES!

"Are you comfortable?"

"Oh God, Yes!" I brought my hands up and squeezed her tits, she slapped me. "Hey! You asked," I smiled against her skin.

Sara giggled, wrapping her legs around my hips, she moaned softly. "Damn, you feel good," she murmured.

"Yeah?" I lifted my head from her chest, she nodded. "Yeah?" I smiled, moving upwards until I could look down into her eyes. Pressing my hips against hers, I asked how I felt now.

"You feel like you want me as much as I want you," she said against my neck.

"Well then..." I looked down at her bra, my fingers itching to tug the lacy material from her body.

She arched her back, "yes please."

My hands slipped down around her sides, my fingers just brushed the closure of her bra when my mom called out to me, telling me to get my butt outside and shovel the driveway now.

"Driveway?" Sara squeaked, looking so crushed. "You can't..." Her hands gripped my shoulders, "Please tell you don't have to go right now!"

"Sorry baby," I kissed her lips. "I have to do this now, I promised my parents days ago. If I don't go, my dad will do it when he gets home - he has a bad back, I don't want him to hurt himself."

"Okay..." she sighed but smiled at me. "You'll be quick, right?"

I grinned, "With the snow or with...?" I cupped her breast.

Sara slipped her hand over mine, "No," she murmured, "You can go slow with me."

"Tanner!"

"I'm coming mom!" I yelled over my shoulder before groaning. "I have to go sweetheart, I'll be quick, I promise." Reluctantly I pulled away from her and crawled off my bed.

Before I left my room, I went to my closet to grab my sweats to change into. I was standing naked in front of my dresser, about to pull on my pants when Sara came up behind me. Her arms wrapped around my waist, her hands resting just above the waistband of my boxers, 'Mmmm," her mouth pressed against my bare shoulder, I felt her teeth graze my skin.

I laughed, "Some one's a little hot for me this morning."

"A little?" She peeked around my shoulder, "I'm more than a little hot for you Tanner," she kissed my arm. "I'm so hot," she gazed up at me as her hand slipped under the ban of my boxers.

"Sara!" I squeaked as her hand closed around my cock. "Baby I...." her teeth grazed my skin once again. "You're killing me," I hissed.

"I'm not," she smiled up at me and then, as I looked down at her, her tongue poked out and, without taking her eyes from me, she flicked her tongue against my arm as her hand moved on my cock.

"Fuck me!"

"If you insist," she released me and came around to face me. I thought she was going to say something but she didn't, she wrapped her free hand around my neck and pulled my head down to hers, "I can't wait to be with you."

"Tanner!" My mom was now knocking on my door.

"I'm just changing mom!"

Sara pouted, "I guess we'll have to wait."

"I'll be quick!" I promised as I tugged on my pants and then my shirt. "Very quick," I gave her a kiss on the lips and then looked down at her body. "Just don't..." I outlined her chested with my hands, "...get dressed."

She smiled, "I won't."

I tried to go as fast as I should but it still took me close to two hours to finish. After the last shovel of snow was tossed, I dropped the shovel by the door and ran into the house. My mom was sitting in the kitchen looking at the day's flyers, when I burst through the door, she looked up at me. "What's the hurry dear?"

"Nothing," I yanked down the zipper on my jacket and kicked off my boots.

"Did you want some hot chocolate Tanner?"

"No, no."

My mom turned backed to her flyers when I went to hang up my jacket. "Sara was down here for a while," she told me. "She started to yawn a lot, so I told her to head upstairs to bed."

"What? No!" I threw my jacket in the closet before taking off upstairs; my mom's laughter followed me all the way.

I went running into my room, skidding to a stop when I spotted Sara curled up under my blankets. "No!" I groaned as I crawled onto my bed behind her. I checked to see if she was awake but there was no luck, she was sound asleep.

"Just great," I sighed as I rolled off the bed, stripped down to my boxers and then, lifting the blankets, I started to get into bed when my jaw dropped - Sara was dressed in just panties and a cami - her panties had ridden up her ass. "Oh hell yes!" I crawled into bed and wrapped myself around her near naked body.

Sleep didn't come easy but I must've fallen asleep because the next thing I know my alarm clock was buzzing and Sara was squirming in my arms.

Finally?

It took her all of two seconds to agree to come home with me. I thought about asking her if she wanted to take another second to think about it but I didn't think she would get the joke. Before she could change her mind, I led her to her car. "My house, five minutes, don't be late."

Ten minutes later, Sara joined me in the driveway. "Hello honey," she purred as she wrapped her arms around my neck. "Wanna go inside, or did you want to freeze our bums off out here?"

"I'll protect this one," I grabbed her ass and she squealed. "Let's go inside." When she grabbed my hands, I started to protest. "Come on Sara, we don't have too-" She pressed her lips against my throat. "Mmm, we can do that."

"Then let's go inside," she tugged on my hands. She didn't have to tell me a second time, I pulled her up the steps and into the house before she could even say my name.

We were kissing, I was tugging impatiently at her zipper as I held her against the front door. "Damn zipper," I growled against her neck. "I'm getting the scissors!"

"They are in the top drawer by the fridge Tanner!"

I froze. "Oh God! Please tell me that wasn't my mom."

Sara looked around my shoulder, "Sorry honey, it is your mom and she's standing right behind you."

"No, no, no!" I groaned. "This can't be happening."

"Why do you want the scissors dear?" My mom looked up at me and then at Sara. "Is your zipper stuck Sara? I could help with that."

"No," Sara blushed as she tried to look my mom in the eye but she just couldn't do it.

"Mom Sara's zipper is fine," I moved away from Sara reluctantly. "What are you doing home?"

"I wasn't feeling that good this morning when I woke up Tanner," my mom said as she headed to the table to sit down. "Your father thought it would be a good idea for me to stay home."

"Today?" I squeaked. "But...but...you look good mom."

"Oh Tanner," mom waved her hand at me. "I felt lightheaded and nauseous this morning."

Sara, who had taken off her jacket while mom and I were talking, straightened her shirt as she walked over to the table. "Do you have a cough? Fever? Did you need us to get you something? A blanket? Soup? Want me to make you some tea?"

"No, no dear, it's ok. I'm just going to go lie down on the couch again."

"Are you sure you don't want to go into the shop?" I asked hopefully.

"Tanner!" Sara slapped my arm. "Your mom says she's not feeling well, of course she doesn't want to go into the store."

"But I..." I motioned towards the stairs and gave her a look.

"Oh don't worry about me Tanner, you and Sara can go do what you planned on before you found out I was home."

"We weren't going to do anything mom, just talk and watch TV. Yeah...that's it."

My mom gave me a knowing look and shook her head. "I'm not that blind Tanner, I saw the way you were manhandling Sara just a few minutes ago."

"Mom!"

"No, honey, it's ok. You are young and Sara is a pretty girl." Sara lowered her head and mumbled something like she wasn't by my mom scoffed at that idea. "Sara you are a beautiful young woman and my son is very lucky to have you in his life."

"Thank you," Sara brushed her hand against her cheek but her voice cracked a little.

"That's right mom, you tell her!" I wrapped my arms around her waist. "Sara is really special and it's time she was told that." I kissed her cheek as I held her against me. "I love you."

My mom's eyes lit up as she looked back and forth between Sara and me. It wasn't until she did that, that I realized what I said.

Oh fuck!

Sara slowly turned her head back to glance at me, "Do you think we can go upstairs?"

"Yes," mom jumped in. "You two should be alone right now." She hugged us and said she would be in the living room if we needed her.

Sara led me upstairs as quickly as she could. My 'what's wrong' seemed to fall on deaf ears, she didn't say anything until we were in my room and she had the door closed.

"Sara?" I went up behind her as she stood facing the door. I rubbed my hands over her arms, "Is there something wrong?"

"No," she shook her head as she turned to me. "I'm great," she grabbed my shirt in her hands as she pushed me backwards until we both tumbled onto my bed; she landed solidly on top of me. Fuck! It felt so hot having her pressed against me. "I figured you needed to get out of there before you tell your mom something else you don't mean."

"Sara it's not that I didn't mean it..."

"Tanner," she kissed me. "It's way too early to feel that way but I'll admit, it made me feel all warm and fuzzy to hear you say it."

"So? You aren't mad?" I asked her between the kisses.

"Nope," she grinned. She leaned down until her lips were against my ear. In between her tongue flicking against my neck and her lips nipping my ear, she whispered, "I'm so hot for you Tanner."

Taking Every Chance I Get

"Hey Tanner." I looked up from the skid of bulk food to see Sara standing nervously at the end of the aisle. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" She ran a hand through her hair, parting her bangs, some strands sticking off in funny places. I straightened up, she looked so cute. I wanted to take her in my arms and...

She shifted from foot to foot, she attempted a smile but it was really shaky. She gestured self consciously with her hands. "I.." she walked towards me, raising her hands up to my chest when she stopped in front of me. She gazed up at me, "Maybe I'm being silly but I just wanted to know -"

I pulled her into my arms and backed her up against the skid I was working on. "You are so hot right now."

"Tanner," Sara blushed. "We can't do this here," she looked around shyly.

I let out a huge dramatic sigh but smiled at her. "I know that but can we do this sometime?" I nuzzled her neck, "It doesn't even have to be the full course, just a little taste. That's all I ask, a little nibble, suck, lick - anything!"

"You promised me we would take it slow," she whispered softly against my shoulder.

"There's a difference in going slow and never leaving the starting line Sara."

She lowered her head as she moved her hands from me to nervously play twist them together between us. "I know," she glanced up at me. "I haven't been the greatest girl...I mean, it's not like I don't want too..." Sara quickly turned her head to the side as we heard customers approach. "Maybe we can talk about this after work?"

I released her and turned back to my skid, "Sure whatever."

By the time the shift was over, I just wanted to get out of there. I was waiting in the staff room for five minutes but Sara didn't show up. Just when I was about to go look for her, Billy came in to grab his jacket and bag. "Hey man," I started to ask him if he saw Sara but he ignored me. He just pulled on his jacket and walked out. "Thanks for the help!" I called after him.

He responded, he flipped me off and kept going. Fucker!

I waited a couple more minutes, getting more and more pissed off with each passing second. Soon I had enough, I grabbed my bag and stormed out of the staffroom and onto the floor. I had just passed the main aisle into Infants when I heard Sara call out my name. I debated pretending I didn't hear her but I turned instead.

She jogged towards me, her hand on her chest as she held her name badge down. She was smiling. "Hey," she said cheerfully when she stopped in front of me. "I just have to clock out and grab my stuff," she told me as she briefly touched my forearm. "Do you mind waiting a minute longer?"

I stared at her, actually I was glaring at her, and I did so until she started to lose the cheeriness in her expression. "Hurry up."

"Ok," she said hesitantly as she scooted by me to head to the back.

Once Sara was gone, I noticed someone watching me curiously. Dressed in black pants, white shirt and the telltale blue smock, her name badge proudly stated her name and position - Anna, Department Manager. She was very pretty, her dark curly hair loose around her face along with those big brown eyes made her seem almost angelic but the look in her eyes and the smile on her face led me to believe she wasn't as innocent as she seemed.

"You must be Tanner," she said as she made her way over to me. Leaning back against the cheap stroller bin, she crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her head slightly to the left as she smiled up at me. "I've heard a lot about you."

Hiking my bag's strap up on my shoulder further, I crossed my arms and stared down at her. "And what have you heard about me...?" I glanced down, supposedly to check out the name but I was really just checking out her rack - she has a nice rack. "...Anna."

She chuckled, "Well I hear that you are doing a great job in pets and you are thought off as some kind of knight in shining armor."

"I don't think my armor is all that shiny," I laughed.

"Maybe not," she dropped her arms. "But Sara seems to think you are pretty special." She pushed off the bin, "It was nice to meet you," she said as Sara's hand touched my arm. We both looked at Sara, she wasn't smiling anymore. "Have a good day," Anna said as she walked away.

I turned to Sara, she motioned forward. I knew something was on her mind as we walked towards the front of the store. It wasn't until we were out of earshot of Infants that she asked me if I thought Anna was pretty.

"Yes," I told her honestly. "She's very pretty."

"Oh." I peeked at her, she was frowning. "Did you..." she glanced up at me but turned back again quickly. Clearing her throat, she asked if I checked Anna out.

Again, I answered honestly. "Yes, I did."

"Oh," she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I see."

We continued on in silence, it wasn't until we exited the store that she spoke again. "I guess I'll see you tonight," she threw over her shoulder as she hurried to her car.

I continued to my car like nothing had happened, I started it and let it warm up a little, even scraped the frost from the windows. All the time I was watching Sara out of the corner of my eye as she did the same thing I did. When she got into her car to drive away, I got into mine. Normally Sara waits for me to pull out first, even if she wasn't going to my place with me, so I knew that I wouldn't have to worry about her hitting me when I pulled out of my parking spot and stopped right in front of her car, blocking her between me and the car parked behind her. I got out of my car and waited.

"What the hell are you doing?" She asked as she hopped out. "Would you just get out of my way so I can go home?"

I pretended to think about it, even made the 'this is a hard decision' face but in the end I just shook my head.

"Tanner," she came closer. "Please don't do this here," she glanced around quickly before turning her gaze back to me. "I understand," she told me. "We don't have to do this."

"I think we do," I told her calmly. "It seems to be the only way to really get your attention." I took a step towards her and for the first time ever, she didn't take a tentative step backwards, she stood her ground and that made me smile. "What do you think? That just because I think she's pretty, I'm going to drop you like you don't matter to me Sara?"

She lowered her head which spoke volumes, that was exactly what she thought. "I'm not that pretty," she stated. "I couldn't compete with her or anything else for that matter." She looked up at me, "I saw the way you were looking at her Tanner, don't tell me you didn't think about..."

"About what Sara?"

"Nothing," Sara turned away.

"Don't turn away from me. Tell me what you think I was going to do," I smiled and moved forward. "Some thing like this?" I asked as I twirled her around and planted a big kiss on her surprised lips.

At first she tried to push me away and just when I thought I should let her go, she whimpered and melted against me.

"Come home with me Sara," I pleaded when we broke apart panting for air.

Strange Night

"Tanner why won't you come home with me?"

Last night Sara, Billy and I were hiding out in the staffroom. Actually all the night crew was hiding out in the staff room. Some would say it was because it was lunch time but the majority were hiding from customers. Fucking store and it's stupid 'let's be opened for 24 hours for ten days' idea. Fucking bastards in head office.

I was in the middle of stirring my beef stew - I nuked it a little too long and was trying to cool it down or at least make it safe to eat - when Sara slipped her hand down my forearm and asked me that question. I glanced over my shoulder, frowning at the question.

She drew back her hand, "forget about it," she mumbled.

Normally I would've made her tell me what was up but I don't know - since she practically blew me off last week, I withdrew from her. All week I've been quite and less than...fuck, I've been ignoring her. Not checking her out and not touching her. It's been hell. I miss touching her.

"Excuse me," she pushed out her chair and jumped up, stumbling as she hurried out of the staffroom.

"Way to go dumbass," Billy muttered without looking up from his lunch.

I tried to ignore him but he kept muttering stuff as he ate.

"Fuck you," I snapped.

"No," Billy slapped down his fork. "Fuck you and the horse you rode in on you pretentious jack ass. Sara doesn't deserve to be treated like this, she's nothing but nice and loving towards you. You are..." he trailed off and then said the worse thing he could've said, "...why you are no better than Ken!"

I jumped up out of my chair, slamming it off the wall. "I'm nothing like that bastard!" I yelled at him. "I would never hurt her like he did."

"No?" Billy picked up his fork again with more calm than I felt. "Then why are you sitting here acting like a jerk while Sara is in the bathroom crying over you?"

That stopped me in my tracks, so to speak, I didn't bother to say anything to him, I went off in search of Sara. She was in the bathroom crying like Billy said. "Sara?" I called as I walked into the woman's bathroom.

"Go away!" She called out.

"Sara, honey-"

"Don't call me 'honey'!" The last stall door opened as she came flying out of it. "You don't get to be all sweet and call me pet names like that!" I asked her why not but she went to the sinks without looking at me again.

"Come on Sara don't be like -"

"Don't tell me how to be!" She snapped at me. "I can be mad if I want Tanner! I couldn't go over to your place that morning because my mom needed me to come home. I asked you to come with me but you wouldn't! Why wouldn't you go with me Tanner? Why do we always have to go to your parents house? Why can't you come home with me some time?" She splashed some water on her face. "Why don't anyone want to go to my house?" She mumbled.

I leaned against the wall, I felt like the world's biggest prick. There were so many things I wanted to say to her but when I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out as I watched her walk over to the paper towel machine. I figured she was going to ignore me but between dropping the damp towel into the garbage can and reaching for the door, she looked at me.

She was pissed, I thought she was about to tear a strip off me or yell. I was so sure she would hit me, that I flinched when she moved close. She kept coming. I closed my eyes, hey! I was letting her strike out at me, I didn't need to watch her do it! I was waiting...and waiting but the blow never came. "Sara?" Opening one eye, I peeked at her, she was giving me a funny look.

"How do you do that?" She asked before slipping out the door.

"How do I do what?" I followed her. "Sara?"

"Excuse me miss," a lady dragged Sara off towards the floor.

Fucking customers.

Bah Humbug!

Fuck do I hate Christmas! Ok, Ok. I don't hate Christmas but I'm this close to yelling 'bah humbug' and locking myself away in a windowless room until it's all over. Sara tells me that it's normal for people like us, people who deal with Christmas two months before it happens, to feel that way. "It takes a while to get in the mood," she told me last night when I walked her back to Infants after lunch break was over. "But come the 24th, you'll start to get excited -"

I stepped in front of her suddenly causing her to walk into me. She hated it when I did it but I loved it, she called me evil every single time. Having her bump into me, throwing her off balance a little so I have to take her in my arms? Why the hell wouldn't I love it? "You know baby, getting me excited isn't that difficult, I'm always in the mood for you."

"Tanner," she gasped as her cheeks took on a reddish tinge. She glanced around, "I wasn't talking about that mood," she hissed.

"I know," I chuckled. "Just making sure you did." I tipped my head to brush my lips against her cheek. "Come over after work."

The tiniest moan escaped from her lips. "I come over every morning," she smiled up at me, her eyes shining in the dim lighting.

"I was hoping you'd consider staying over this morning," I stated. "I really want...."

"Tanner..."

"...you, Sara." She started to lower her head, she always did that when I told her what I thought about her. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to stop from taking you in my arms here?" I felt her hands grip my shirt at my waist as she moved in to rest the top of her head against my chest. Her simple 'yes' was music to my ears. "God Sara!" She looked up at me, I moved into kiss her when the jingle of keys - a telltale sign that management was close by - stopped me.

"We should get to work," she glanced over her shoulder in time to see Judy whiz by.

"Yeah," I sighed. Reluctantly, I pulled away from her, making her promise that she would consider staying over in the morning.

"Hey Tanner?" She called after me as I headed out of the department. When I turned to her, she was walking towards me with a playful smile on her lips. "I was thinking," she took my hand in hers but instead of linking her fingers with mine as she always did, she drew my hand forward. "That would would like a preview."

I was confused - for the millisecond it took her to guide my hand to her ass and give me the hottest come hither look ever. My fingers dig into her butt as I urged her closer to me. I would've been able to control myself, believe it or not, but when I pulled her near, her eyes widened and she purred. All self control flew out the window. Before you could say 'at work', my other hand was on her ass, her arms circled my neck and I lifted her upwards as I crushed her lips with mine.

Sara let go of all inhibitions she had. I could tell when it happened too. She moan her surrender and melted against me as she kissed me with similar urgency as I kissed her. Fuck! Let me tell you, that was so fucking hot!

"Tanner!" She gasped breathlessly as she tore away from our kiss. "We have..." She trailed off as her eyes connected with mine. I'll be damned if a sexy little moan didn't come from her. "Don't look at me like that," she whispered.

"How am I looking at you?" I asked against one corner of her mouth as my thumb traced her bottom lip.

"Like you want to eat..." she turned her head towards me.

I chuckled. "There will be plenty time for that and more," I promised her.

Her arms tightened around my neck as she pressed her body against mine. The involuntary moans that escape her are so hot! She doesn't think so but I do. I told her just how hot as my hands returned to her ass. "And you think I'm evil," I held her tight, my mouth was on the warm skin of her neck creating goosebumps and little moans as I spoke.

I held her and whispered, against her neck, my thoughts on just how evil she was until a frustrated growl rose in her throat. "I know how you feel," I said as I pulled back to look at her. With a quick kiss on her lips, I set her back from me, creating enough space to bring me back to the reality that we were at work.

I swear she looked like she wanted to kill me as I took a step back. "Thanks for the preview," I flashed her a smile and turned. "It'll make the next four hours seem like an eternity."

The Greatest Gift

With Sara frozen as she stood in front of me at the entrance to the training room, I started to panic a little. Was she mad? I knew Billy said that she didn't want anyone to make a big deal out of her birthday but surly there was no fucking way she was pissed off that I cared enough. "Sara? Come on, it's not..." I reached out to touch her shoulder but she was gone.

"Oh my..." she gasped as she walked into the training room. "Oh..." her hand covered her mouth as she turned from side to side, looking around the room. "My...oh..." On that last 'oh' she turned quickly and came towards me -fast.

"Oh!" I grunted as she threw herself at me, her arms snaking around my neck as she pressed her face against my chest.

And then she started to shake. But what affected me was how close and tight she held me. Her body snug against mine, her tits squished against my chest, her...fuck me, this wasn't the place to get horny. "Sara...baby..." I tried to push her away from me but she held tight. "If we were in my room baby..."

There was a soft chuckle and a sniffle before she lifted her head upward. She was crying, the tears left streaks as they rolled down her cheeks. "Oh..." she wiped a hand over her cheeks. "I...I'm sorry...it's just...I..." she motioned back towards the room. "You did this?"

I nodded, "With the help of my mom, yeah."

Her eyes widened and she gasped. "Your mom was here? She..." Sara covered her mouth once again as her eyes welled up with tears again. "Oh Tanner..." She came to me again, her hands gripped my shirt but this time, instead of closing herself around me, she pulled me to her. "I can't believe you did this...for me."

"Of course it's for you Sara, who else would -"

"Oh shush!" She kissed me. Her lips moved against mine as her hands slid over my chest. My hands roamed over her body until they came to rest on her ass. A groan came from somewhere deep inside me as I held her firm - fuck I was firm! She had me wanting her so badly that one kiss was all it took to drive me over the edge. I needed her. I didn't even care that we were at work, that thought didn't even cross my mind as I walked her backwards, kicking the door closed with my foot, until we were standing in the middle of the room.

There were two tables in the room, one mom had used spread a tablecloth out over and arranged the meat/cheese platter and the trays of fruits and vegetables out on - she insisted that I go with them instead of cooking something special for Sara because we were at work and something heavy wouldn't be good for productivity. The other table was empty, pushed into the one corner, it was that one I backed Sara up too. It was that table I wanted to get her naked on.

She was just as horny as I was, she was tugging on my clothes as we kissed. Hotly whispered words sent shivers of anticipation down my spine - words that caused my aching cock to twitch. My hands had found their way under her shirt, my fingers were itching to release her tits from their confines to feel their weight. My mouth watered from thinking about her nipples - how they would pebble under my fingers, how she would gasp when my lips closed on them.

I was close. Oh so close to tasting her skin when the stores' PA system cut off the music that was playing and Judy's voice came over the speakers for one of our co-workers to call her.

Sara froze.

"No!" I groaned in frustration. I wanted to kill Judy at that moment.

A moment had passed before I looked down at Sara again. She hadn't moved but she did have an amused look in her eyes - under the passion that clouded them, that is.

I thought she was going to move away, to pretend that nothing had just happened between us but she just sat there on the table, gazing up at me. "What?" I nipped at her lips. "What's with that 'come get me' look in your eyes?" I grinned when she blushed. "Do you want some of this?"

"That?" She raised a brow as her eyes skimmed my body but stopping to jump back to my face before she went below the belt.

"Yes, this." I nuzzled her neck. "You don't want this?"

"Mmmmm," her hands curled at my waist. "I want it alright." And then she did something that not only shocked me but it feel so damn good. She lowered a shaky hand. Lower and lower until her fingers brushed hesitantly against my hard on before settling firmly over me, cupping me. Caressing me.

"Baby..."

"Yes?"

"Feels goood," I hissed.

There was more kissing, caressing. Fuck I was spinning. The knock that was a signal to let me know that break was drawing to an end, came too quickly for my liking.

"We have to go?" Sara pouted, her arms wrapped around my waist. "I don't want to go back to work, I wanna stay with you, here. Can we stay?"

"Mmm, baby I wish we could. But -"

"Tanner dear you and Sara need to get back to work," my mom's voice travelled through the door.

"See?" I needed towards the door. "Mom thinks we had enough time together."

She groaned as she hugged me. "But we haven't..." she glanced over her shoulder at the food still sitting, untouched, on the other table. "I'm hungry Tanner"

But we had to go back. While we were gone, my mom cleaned up the training room. She left the food for us, she put it in the lunch room for us.

On last break, I asked her to join me in the training room for a few minutes.

"Did you want to continue where we left off?" She asked coyly, her fingers trailing over my chest.

"I wish," I pulled her into my arms. "Well we could..." I nodded towards the table.

"Mmmm," she chuckled. "I don't think this is the best place to..."

"No," I agreed. "When we make love Sara, it won't be in some place where I'll have to hurry. I'm going to enjoy tasting every inch of your body." She squirmed in my arms. "Oh you'll do a fair bit of that too."

"Such promises," she laughed.

"Oh trust me Sara, you'll love every second of it." I swear she turned every shade of red in the color spectrum. "But that's not why I wanted you to come here," I released her and grabbed the bag that mom left on the table for me. "I have something for you."

"Something for me?" She frowned. "But why? The food, the candles. Tanner you don't need to give me anything else. Just being with you is more than enough for me." She came to me, took the bag from my hands and returned it to the table. "I just want to be with you Tanner."

"Yeah?"

"Mmhmm!" She grinned up at me.

I held out the bag to her again.

"Ok," she laughed as she took the bag and pulled out my terribly wrapped present. "It's perfect," she giggled.

"Open it," I urged her. She slowly peeled back the paper, as if she was savouring the experience. "Come on, rip it open!"

"No," she shook her head softly. "I want to..." she sighed as she gazed up at me. "It's been a long time since someone gave me a present Tanner..."

"Surely your mom...Billy..."

"Yeah," she nodded. "I meant a guy..."

"Billy?"

"...who liked me."

I wanted to tell her that I wasn't the Bastard, that I would never take her for granted like he did but I just held her close as she turned her attention back to the present. "Oh Tanner this is great," she stared into the box I had put everything into, down at the front cover of the latest Grisham book I saw her debating the other day. She promised herself that she would buy it on payday. "Thank you!" She hugged and kissed me. "You didn't have too -"

"There's more," I nodded to the present, she hadn't removed the book from the box so she didn't see the rest of the stuff underneath it.

"Oh!" She exclaimed as she lifted the book to find the 3 Classic Romance movie collection that I saw her eyeing as well. "Have you been spying on me?"

I shrugged and pointed to the box again.

"There's more?" Her eyes went wide when I told her yes. "This is too much Tanner!" She said as she lifted the movies from the box to reveal the last item, another box. "You didn't have to get me anything.." she watched me as she lifted the lid on the smaller box.

"I did."

"Well the book was e....oh my..." she glanced down, her hands stilled. "Oh...."

"Do you like it?"

"It's..." her voice cracked.

"Come on baby don't get all sad now, it's a happy time."

"Oh Tanner," a shaky hand carefully slipped under the delicate silver chain that rested in a bed of cotton. "This is too much." She stared, in awe, at the blue sapphire heart that hung from the chain.

She didn't want to accept the necklace at first. In fact, it took me a while to convince her that she deserved to be giving beautiful things. And that I wanted to be the one to give them too her.

In the end she let me put the necklace on her. "How does it look?"

I leaned down at kissed the area beside where the little heart rested. "It looks beautiful baby."