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Falling for a Stranger

By: bob_socket



As Tom stepped off the train, he was surprised by the chill gust of wind that greeted him. Although it was late September, the summer weather had hung around this year and he'd yet to feel the need to take a jacket with him on his daily commute to work. Sadly, it appeared that this was going to have to change now. Just as sadly, the light, floaty, and decidedly revealing outfits of the warmer months would disappear in favour of heavy overcoats and the like. Tom always noticed how good women looked in summer with a bit of leg on show. But, he hoped, he would still have the pleasure of seeing her – whatever she was wearing.

For a few weeks now, as he walked along his street on the way home, he'd seen her walking the other way. At first, she'd just been one of those girls you admire from afar. Someone to pique your interest for a moment during the drudgery of the daily grind. Someone you try to steal an extra glance at from behind your mirrored sunglasses, never expecting to see again. But he did see her again, and soon he began to look forward to that part of his day where he would hope to pass her. 

Occasionally she would not be there and he would worry that she'd changed something in her life that meant he would no longer see her. But she'd always been back the next day. He would resent those times when he had to stay late at work, knowing that he'd miss his chance to catch her eye and share in that subtle contact. A slight nod of the head, a barely perceptible smile. 

Tom had realised that she must live just a few doors down from him on the other side of the road but he'd never been able to pin down exactly which house it was. He didn't think it'd be quite right to just stop and watch her until he saw which house she went into. She probably thought he was stalking her as it was.

So now, as he turned on to his street, he felt that familiar tingle in his stomach in anticipation of seeing her. And there she was. He could tell it was her even though she was still a fair way away. As they got closer, he could see that she had done a better job of anticipating the colder weather than he had. A snugly tailored coat hinted at the slender curves that Tom knew lay beneath. The way it hung accentuated the long, jeans-clad, legs that he'd admired from afar. Her long, dark-brown hair hung loose today, its tight curls giving it a life of its own as it bounced along with her. 

He waited for the moment when she would look up to meet his gaze. But that moment never came...



Nikki had never been one to make too much of an effort in her appearance. She liked to look good of course – who didn't? – but she wasn't one of those girls that spent hours in the morning putting on make-up and doing their hair. In fact, she tended to avoid make-up altogether, apart from the odd splash of lip gloss for a night out.

But recently, she'd caught herself having an extra glance or two in the mirror before leaving the house. Or, more specifically, when leaving work for the short walk home. 

Men were such simple creatures at times; it was so easy to get their attention with a hint of cleavage or a flash of thigh. And Nikki wasn't averse to teasing them occasionally. She knew that she had a good body and it amused her to see men trying to act all nonchalant when they were secretly (and not as discretely as they thought) trying to ogle her. In any case, it was nice to know someone found her attractive. It had been a while since she'd had any form of relationship and her Mother's constant hints about finding a man were starting to make her feel just a little "left on the shelf". 

So that's how it had started with him; a little fun after she'd seen him eyeing her up on her walk home. Once it became clear that she'd be passing him a lot in the street she'd started making sure she was worth looking at. Treating herself to a few new outfits. Nothing over-the-top you understand; just clothes that she knew highlighted her best features. Perhaps a skirt that was that bit shorter than she would usually think to buy. She'd even taken to making sure that she was wearing matching underwear, though heaven knows why since she wasn't exactly planning to show them off, it just gave her that little bit of extra confidence and swagger to her step. 

After a few encounters with him, a strange pattern had formed in their little game: As they approached, she would watch him take in her appearance. She would watch as his eyes would linger a while on whatever part of her caught his fancy that day. But always, just before they became near enough that he would have to turn his head to continue looking at her, his eyes would meet hers and she would see the approval in them as the faintest of smiles would touch his lips. And he would never turn and look back at her. She knew because she often turned back to look at him. Sometimes hoping he would catch her in the act, although she had no idea what she would have done about it if he did. 

So, in a way, she had been ogling him too. Although only from behind, which was fine by her since he had a very fine behind indeed. She wondered if he knew how well those jeans of his showed off this particular part of his body.

But today was different. She saw him turn the corner onto their street, saw him notice her and begin his endearing attempts to casually watch her. But, as they approached, a familiar old feeling crept up on her. Almost like she was having a... but no, it had been years since her last one. She'd convinced herself that she'd grown out of it. She'd even considered not wearing her medical alert bracelet any more. It couldn't be...



She went down like a sack of shit. That was the unflattering but best description Tom could think of.

One minute she was walking along, then a look of puzzlement crossed her face and then her legs buckled and she just collapsed. He was lucky it was a quiet street because he sprinted across it without the slightest look for oncoming traffic and crouched down next to her. It was pretty clear to Tom that she was having some kind of seizure; her arms and legs were twitching, her mouth was slack and her eyes closed. Looking around, Tom couldn't see anyone else. Not knowing what to do, but worried about her bashing herself on the hard ground or choking on her tongue, he gathered her head onto his lap, rolled her onto her side and gently tried to restrain the worst of the spasms in her arms. She had a few big twitches and a couple of times she caught him in the ribs with an elbow but, after a few minutes, she seemed to settle down.

Tom was just starting to wonder what to do next when a phone started ringing from inside her coat. Not knowing what else to do, he managed to find the right pocket and dig out the device. The screen said: "Parents calling". Great, perhaps they'll know what to do. "Hello" he answered. There was a short pause, then a confused sounding woman's voice replied "Oh, sorry, is Nikki there?"

"Well, yes but no" Tom said. "I mean, she's here but she's having some sort of fit. She just collapsed in the street. I think I've stopped her from hurting herself and then her phone rang so I answered it."

"Oh dear." Her mother replied . "We thought she'd grown out of that. She's got a mild form of epilepsy. It's been years since she had a fit. Is she OK?"

"She seems fine, she's breathing OK and I don't think she's bumped her head or anything. What should I do? Do I need to get her to hospital?"

"We used to take her there at first, but they can't really do anything for her so, after a while, we just used to put her to bed instead. Once the shaking stops, she's really in a kind of deep sleep. She'll usually sleep until the next morning and wake up as if nothing's happened. Oh, I wish she hadn't moved to live so far away from us. Who's going to look after her?"

As she was speaking, Tom realised just how cold he was getting sitting on the ground and that helped him to make his decision. He gave her is home phone number and address so she wouldn't worry that her daughter had been abducted by some madman and told her to give him a call in twenty minutes when he'd managed to get her into the warmth of his house. 

That last bit was easier said than done. She was far from heavy but, she wasn't exactly cooperating either. God only knows what anyone would have thought he was doing if they'd seen him carrying some incapacitated young woman into his house over his shoulder. Once he'd got her into the house, mindful of what her Mother had said about her sleeping through 'till the next morning and not wanting to have to pick her up again, he just carried on upstairs and dumped her (rather harder than he'd intended) onto his bed. He knew that, in the films, this is the moment where he would undress her to "make her comfortable" but he doubted the outcome of that would be quite as successful as happens on the big screen so he made do with taking her boots and coat off and trying to arrange her under the duvet. 

Then the phone rang and he was treated to a surprisingly pleasant conversation with both of her parents. No doubt her Dad had been informed of the situation and wanted to make sure his daughter was in good hands. They were both easy to talk to once he'd assured them of his good intentions and they'd assured him that she wasn't going to die suddenly in the night and leave him with a lot of explaining to do. One useful piece of information he gleaned from them was that Nikki usually awoke with a ravenous appetite after one of her "funny turns". So, after he'd finished speaking with them, and after a quick check to see that Nikki was OK (sleeping soundly now), he took a quick trip to the shops for supplies.

It was Friday night and he needed food for the weekend anyway so he picked up a few extras that he hoped would go down well the next morning. 

On his return, he quickly went to check on the patient and found her still sleeping soundly. After fixing himself some food, he went upstairs and sat on the large sofa he had in his bedroom. It was an old thing, having been replaced as his lounge furniture a few years ago, but it was still comfy and made for a place to dump his clothes when he couldn't be bothered to put them away. It also made the perfect spot for him to keep an eye on his guest. 

She seemed peaceful now, and he spent a long time studying her face. Her smooth skin and high cheekbones wouldn't' have looked out of place on the cover of some glossy magazine he decided. But, for now, she was in his bed, sleeping. And it wasn't long before he too drifted off...



Nikki woke slowly. She had been dreaming of something. She couldn't remember exactly what, but she was sure it was a nice dream because she felt happy. She was also warm and comfortable and there was something else too. Something she couldn't put her finger on at first. Something was different. The bed felt different. The duvet was a little lighter than normal and smelled different; of man. Not an overpowering stench you understand, just something unmistakably masculine. And why was she still wearing her clothes? 

Then she tried to move. And every muscle in her body seemed to complain at once. Like a collective voice of protest from body to head that said: "Not today. We're having the day off". 

That's when she remembered what had happened to her. She let out a groan, partly due to the pain and partly in realisation that she hadn't grown out of her seizures as she'd hoped. 

In response to her groan, a nondescript pile of clothing on the sofa opposite suddenly sprang to life. He appeared from the pile, hair tousled, bare-chested and clearly confused and unrested from a night on his ad-hoc sleeping place. Nikki also couldn't help but notice his well-muscled arms and chest. Not the kind of muscle you get from hours in the gym either, this was muscle that actually got used for something. Some sport she guessed but would have to wait to find out what exactly. 

Despite his confused state, Nikki was touched by his obvious concern for her as he stumbled off the sofa and towards her.

"Nikki? Are you OK? You had a seizure. Collapsed in the street. I didn't know what else to do so I brought you here." 

"Yeah, I remember." She replied. "I feel like I've been hit by a train but, other than that, I'm OK I guess."

"That's a relief. I got a bit of a fright when you just passed out like that." There was genuine worry in his voice. 

Then, as if suddenly noticing his state of undress, he seemed rather flustered and began rummaging around for some fresh clothes. He mentioned something about making breakfast before hastily leaving the room. A moment later, he popped his head back around the door and said:

"Oh, I forgot to say. Your parents phoned last night. They kinda told me what to do with you. You probably should ring them as I bet they're worried about you. I put your phone on the table by the bed."

And then he was gone again. 

"Wait!" She called after him. And when his head poked around the door again: "I don't even know your name."

"Oh, sorry. I guess I forgot the formalities. I'm Tom. Nice to meet you." This last was accompanied with a smile before he disappeared again. Soon, she could hear the shower running and decided to call her parents.



The sofa had seemed comfy at first but it made an awful bed. It wasn't long enough so Tom's head had been bent at some stupid angle which meant his neck was killing him. He must have taken is T-shirt off sometime in the night and buried himself under the assorted clothes on the sofa. Old habits die hard and he'd never been good at sleeping fully clothed. Just as well he hadn't taken any more clothes off in his sleep. 

By the time he'd shrugged off enough of the confusion of being woken up in the way he was and realised his state of undress, he'd been a bit flustered. It was hardly a scandal to be topless but he was very conscious that Nikki had to have been feeling a bit vulnerable in her current state and he didn't want to make her any more uncomfortable. So, after his swift and ungainly extraction from her presence, he set about trying to regain some composure. 

First up: shower. No sense smelling bad. The shower did a good job of soothing away the worst of his neck-ache and he was soon feeling a lot better. Then he was dressed and heading downstairs to prepare some breakfast. As he passed his room on the way, he couldn't help but catch some of the conversation Nikki was having with her parents.

"I've seen him a few times on the street but I've never spoken to him."

"Yes, he does."

"For God's sake mother, give it a rest."

Tom smiled quietly to himself. Sounded like a typical mother-daughter conversation. 

Soon, he was merrily cooking away and he realised that he was pretty ravenous himself. He hoped Nikki was too because he'd overdone it a bit on the produce. 



Eventually, Nikki was able to explain to her parents that, yes she was fine and that Tom seemed very nice but no that didn't mean she was going to settle down with him and start a family! "Oh but he seemed such a nice boy when we spoke to him yesterday." And: "Why can't you find yourself a nice boy like that?" In the end, Nikki mumbled some excuse about having to go and hung up. She noticed that the shower had stopped and, more interestingly, some very appetising smells were wafting up from the kitchen. Her stomach growled in appreciation and she realised that she was famished. But, first things first, a trip to the bathroom was in order. With some effort she was able to raise herself to a standing position and shuffled out of the room and to the bathroom.  

Having relieved herself, her desire for food drew her towards the stairs. The smell alone was keeping her protesting muscles moving but, when she arrived at the top of the stairs and contemplated the journey down them, her body decided that enough was enough and gave up on her again. She managed to lower herself to a sitting position at the top of the stairs to gather her strength. 

After a while, Tom appeared. A look of surprise crossed his face when he saw her. 

"Hello, what are you doing up? I was just coming to ask you what you wanted to drink and then bring you breakfast in bed."

"The food smelled good. I was coming to get some but my legs don't seem to work as well as I thought." Nikki replied. 

"Here, let me help you." Tom offered. "Where do you wanna go? Back to bed or downstairs?" 

"I'll try downstairs. I'll feel worse if I stay in bed. I really don't think I can stand though."

"Then I'll have to carry you. Should be a bit easier than getting you up there last night. You ready? Put your arm over my shoulders like that. Here we go then."

With that, Tom put one arm under her knees and the other round her back and managed to stand up with her in his arms. Nikki lolled her head on his upper chest as he carefully, but without too much difficulty, negotiated the stairs. 

"My hero." Nikki mumbled.

This brought a chuckle from Tom. Nikki could feel it rumble deep inside is chest. She could also feel is strong arms supporting her and decided that perhaps it wasn't so bad to be a damsel in distress every now and then. 

Tom lowered her onto a sofa and slid his arms carefully out from under her. In this position, their heads were briefly very close together. Nikki found herself staring into a striking pair of green eyes. She'd never really noticed them before. 

After the briefest of pauses, Tom hurriedly straightened up.

"Shit, the eggs!" He blurted out and sprinted back to the kitchen. 

"It's OK." He called back. "They're not burnt. What did you want to drink? Coffee? Tea? Orange Juice?"

"OJ sounds good. I'm not sure I can handle caffeine just yet."

Despite Tom's initial concern that he'd bought too much food, Nikki made good inroads and he was soon left worrying that he'd not got enough. Her parents weren't joking; she really did eat like a horse. Eventually though, she slowed up and came to a halt with a small piece of toast remaining. He'd taken a chair opposite so that she could rest her feet up on the sofa. This gave him the added bonus of being able to watch her as she ate. When she finally laid her plate on the coffee table, he asked:

"Feeling better?"

"Much, I'd forgotten how hungry I get after... well you know. Still feels like I've done ten rounds with a heavyweight, but at least I'm not hungry any more."

"Well, perhaps I can tempt you with a hot bath then? Just the thing for aching muscles." Tom said.

Nikki paused for a while, Tom thought she was going to say no but, eventually, she seemed to decide something.

"Sure, that does sound good. I don't want to put you to any trouble though, you've already done so much for me. I'm sure you've got better things to be doing with your Saturday than to look after me."

"Sadly not. But even if I did, the rules of chivalry dictate that I put on a brave face!".

This drew a smile from her and Tom went off to run the bath. 

"I'm afraid that, being all manly and stuff, I don't have any bubble-bath or candles so you'll have to make do with hot water." He announced on his return. 

"Oh dear, what's a girl to do? You just can't find the right type of rescuer these days." Nikki said with a dramatic roll of the eyes. "Seriously though, don't make it too hot, I don't want to pass out in there."

"I was thinking about that, perhaps it'd be better if you leave the door unlocked just in case something happens. I promise not to come in unless there's an emergency."

"But how are you going to know if I'm in trouble?"

"I'll keep talking to you from outside the door, if you stop speaking to me then I know that you've either passed out or you've stopped finding my conversation stimulating. Either one of those counts as an emergency as far as I'm concerned."


Falling for a Stranger Ch. 02



Author's note: Many thanks for the warm reception that my first story received. Many of you commented that you'd like to see more from our intrepid couple so here we are. The original idea for the story didn't extend past the end of the first instalment so I hope that I don't spoil it by continuing.

We pick up the story at the end of the first chapter with a little overlap for context. I hope you enjoy...



Nikki woke slowly. She had been dreaming of something. She couldn't remember exactly what, but she was sure it was a nice dream because she felt happy. She was also warm and comfortable and there was something else too. Something she couldn't put her finger on at first. Something was different. The bed felt different. The duvet was a little lighter than normal and smelled different; of sex. Not an overpowering stench you understand, but definitely sex. And why wasn't she wearing any clothes?

Then she tried to move. And every muscle in her body seemed to complain at once. Like a collective voice of protest from body to head that said: "Not today. We're having the day off". 

But it was a pleasant aching that she felt, like after hard day's work when you can enjoy the feeling of relaxing in bed. 

And that's when she remembered what had happened to her. She could almost still feel how good Tom's fingers had felt inside her as his tongue worked her clit. She let out a gentle moan at the memory. 

At the sound, a warm lump of man behind her shifted on the bed. Tom snuggled closer so that he was spooning behind her. She felt his arm reach across her and hold her against his muscular torso.

"Hello sleepy-head" he whispered in her ear.

"Hello you." She replied and wiggled her bottom suggestively against him.

"How are you feeling?" Tom asked

"I'm aching all over. You don't know a good masseur do you?"

"As a matter of fact, I do."

With that, Tom's fingers began to trace gently down her side and across her toned stomach. At the same time, Nikki felt his lips begin to gently nibble at the side of her neck. Her body instantly started to respond. Her skin began to pucker up into goose bumps under his touch and she felt her breathing getting ragged. She wanted nothing more than to melt into his arms again and let him take her to the same heights of pleasure that he'd managed earlier. But she wasn't sure her body could take it in her weakened state so she stopped his hand with one of hers and pulled away from his kisses slightly. 

Tom instantly backed off. "Sorry." He said "I just thought that after earlier. You know?"

Nikki lifted his hand to her mouth and kissed it gently. "I'm not stopping you because I don't want you. Please don't think that. I just need to recover a bit. That was pretty intense before!"

"OK." There was relief in his voice. "I was worried I'd freaked you out a bit just then." 

"No chance." Nikki replied holding his hand against her cheek as he snuggled closer again. 

"No chance? Be careful what you wish for. You've already uncovered my dirty little baby oil secret. Who knows what other dark perversions I've got hidden from public view?"

"Oh no!" Nikki chuckled. "And here's me all naked and weak as a lamb." 

"I know. It's just as well none of my fetishes relate to stunningly beautiful naked ladies or you might be in trouble."

Nikki giggled again but the compliment didn't go unnoticed. 

"In all seriousness." Tom continued. "My main craving at the moment is for food. Breakfast seems a long time ago now."

"What time is it?" Nikki suddenly realised that she'd completely lost track.

"Just after five."

"Shit. So I was asleep most of the day? You must have tired me out more than I realised. I'm really sorry. Have you been here the whole time? What a waste of your Saturday."

"I got up a couple of times. I did a few hours' work on the laptop too. You were dead to the world. I must have drifted off myself for a bit. That's why I forgot to get some lunch. You must be hungry too."

Right on cue, Nikki's stomach growled its agreement. They bough laughed. 

"I'll take that as a yes." Tom said. "Time to formulate a plan then. Why don't I go out and get a movie and some take-away and we can decamp to the lounge for an evening of slobbery and laziness?"

"Sounds perfect. On two conditions though. One: you let me pay. And Two: you call in at my flat on the way past and pick up my toothbrush. I don't want stinky breath just in case I find anyone worth kissing in the next few hours." The last statement was followed by a sloppy kiss planted on the back of his hand that she was still holding. 

"OK, sounds fair to me." Tom replied. "If you want anything else from your flat then I can pick it up too and then perhaps you might like to stay here tonight so I can keep an eye on you. Just to make sure you're OK you understand; not because I like looking at you or anything."

"Of course. And I'd only be staying because I'm too weak to walk home, not because I like you looking after me or anything." Tom could hear the smile in her voice as she spoke. 

"Right then." Tom reluctantly disentangled himself from Nikki and slid out from under the duvet. "I'll get right on it."

Tom handed Nikki her coat and she dug out her purse and handed him some cash. They exchanged mobile numbers and agreed that pizza was what they wanted. Tom rang ahead and ordered while Nikki fished out her keys for him.

"It's flat number 6b. Will you find it OK?"

"I'll be fine." Tom replied. "I'll give you a call when I get there and you can talk me through what you want me to grab. Have a think about what sort of film you want. Right, I'm off. Wish me luck!"

-

Tom grabbed a small rucksack from the hall and a coat from behind the front door and headed out onto the street. 

His head was a bit fuzzy from sleeping during the day and it was good to get some fresh air. 

It also gave him time to reflect on the weekend's events so far. A lot had happened in twenty four hours. At this very moment, the woman that he'd been looking forward to seeing about this time yesterday was currently lying naked in his bed. The thought left him shaking his head and grinning from ear to ear. 

It was easy to find the door to Nikki's flat. His guess of where she lived had been about right. He hadn't realised the these houses were broken into flats but he was right that she was about 4 doors down from him on the other side of the road. He paused at her door and took out the keys she had given him. Suddenly he thought about what he was about to do and felt a bit apprehensive. It almost felt like a violation to be walking around in someone's flat when you didn't know them that well. Still, it was her idea after all. In any case, he'd promised to phone her so she'd practically be with him anyway. 

He put his hands-free kit in his ear and called her. 

"Hi" Came Nikki's voice.

"Hi, I'm outside your flat."

"I know, I can see you."

Tom turned around and saw her looking out of his bedroom window. She was holding the phone to her ear with one hand and clutching the duvet across her front with the other. Tom gave a little wave .

"I can't wave back because I'm kinda tied up with my hands here."

"I know, I was hoping I'd trick you into dropping the duvet."

"Cheeky! Are you going in or what?"

"OK, here we go." Tom opened the door and walked in.

It was a good sized flat and Nikki kept it pretty clean from what Tom could see. He was glad he'd had a chance to clean up his place before she'd woken up the first time because she probably would have been appalled to see the state of it if she'd walked in like he was doing now.

"Where am I going then?" He asked.

"Bathroom first. It's at the far end of the hall."

Tom walked down the hall noting the kitchen on the right and lounge on the left. The next door on the right was closed and he presumed the bedroom lay beyond it. At the end, he pushed open the last door and stepped into a compact bathroom. 

"OK, I'm here. What do you need?"

"Well, the toothbrush should be by the sink. You'd better grab my toothpaste too. There should be a washing bag in the cupboard under the sink you can put it all in."

"OK, got that. You you want some shampoo too in case you want another bath?"

"Yep, that's a good idea. shampoo and conditioner are on the side of the bath. You can leave the bubble-bath behind, I think I can manage without it."

Tom chuckled. "Anything else from here?"

"Nope, all I need now are some fresh clothes. You'd better head for the bedroom. First door on your left."

As Tom gently pushed open the door to Nikki's bedroom he could smell her. Tom always noticed the smell of an unfamiliar building but here the smell was stronger and it reminded him of her. He took a deep breath and savoured her scent. They say that smell is one of the most evocative of senses and Tom found himself remembering the same fragrance as he had snuggled up to Nikki earlier. He recalled how soft her skin felt when he'd kissed her neck and how she'd responded to his touch.

"Are you there or what?" The voice in his ear shook him out of his daydream.

"Sure, what do you need from here?" He replied.

"Well, I'll need something to wear tomorrow. I'll just wear these jeans again but I'll want a fresh top to change into. You've seen most of my outfits. What do you think I should wear?"

"Wow, this must be a first; me being asked for fashion advice! What sort of thing do you want?"

"I dunno, it's not like I was going to be going out in it. I thought perhaps you might have a favourite you'd like me to wear."

Tom was about to protest that he hadn't studied her in enough detail to have a favourite but they both knew that wasn't exactly true. Their regular encounters in the street over the last few weeks had given him plenty of opportunity to examine her clothing. Without any particular coaxing on his part, an image popped into his head of her walking towards him wearing her jeans and a tight red top with a sweeping neck-line. He remembered it because it was the first outfit she'd worn that had shown off her cleavage. 

"Err, OK. You've got a red top that I remember. It's got kind of a round neck-line. I don't really know how to describe it."

"I know the one you mean. I don't have many red tops. Do you see the chest of drawers next to the dresser? I think it's in the second drawer from the top. Have a look."

Tom crossed the room and pulled open the drawer in question. It was full of neatly folded tops. Tom recognised a few of them. After a quick rummage, he found the one he'd remembered. 

"Got it." He said. "I've tried not to mess things up too much in there but I've got clumsy big man-hands remember?"

"Yeah, I remember. Don't worry, it won't be the first thing your hands have left in a mess recently but I'm not complaining!"

Tom didn't quite know how to respond to that so he just asked: " What else do you need."

There was a short pause from Nikki and then: "Well, this is a bit awkward but, um, I'm gonna need something to wear underneath it. Do you think your big clumsy man-hands can manage to hook me out some undies?" 

Tom had known this was likely to happen - after all if she was going to need fresh clothes then underwear had to be at the top of the list – but the thought of going through her most intimate clothing had been too much for his poor little brain to handle on top of recent events. So he'd just blanked it out. "Keep it together Tommy-boy." He mentally chided himself. It's just some fabric in a drawer nothing to get excited about. 

But when, under Nikki's guidance, he pulled open the top drawer of her night-stand, he was forced to re-consider that statement. Tom had been under the impression that women tended to stick to plain and boring but comfortable underwear most of the time with the occasional "special occasion" lingerie. But it seemed he was wrong about that. The drawer was packed with a bewildering array of bras of all different colours and styles. The only thing that they had in common was the fact that none of them looked plain or boring. In fact it looked like someone had walked into the nearest high-end lingerie store, bought one of everything and put it there for Tom to find. As Tom gently sifted through them, he couldn't help but picture what Nikki would look like wearing them. He'd only seen her fully naked from behind but that didn't stop him from painting a vivid picture in his head of how her gorgeous body would be presented to him in some of the bras he was rummaging through. 

"Tom? Can you still hear me?" Nikki's voice snapped him back in focus. 

"Yep, I'm here. What am I looking for?"

"Well I've got a particular bra that goes with the top. The neckline doesn't work with most of them. It's a red balcony bra. Do you know what that is?"

"I think I've got it. It's quite, um, lacy." Tom pulled out the garment and held it up. The cups were made of very sheer lace and were only just over half the height of some of the others. Tom could see how it could be described as a "balcony" bra. He had a quick peek at the label. 32 B it said. A nice handful but not much more, just the way Tom liked it. 

"That'll be the one." Nikki carried on, oblivious of his careful study of her skimpies. "There should be some knickers that go with them in the drawer below."

"OK, I'll have a look." Tom put the bra on the bed and opened the lower drawer. Unsurprisingly, it contained a similar array of panties to the selection of bras he'd just seen. There were plenty of different styles and colours. Nikki seemed to like thongs as there were more of these than any other type. Tom couldn't fault her preference; he was extremely partial to a good thong too. Remembering just what a sweet backside she had, Tom's imagination kicked into overdrive thinking how it would look framed by the small strings of some of these. He was so pre-occupied with the thongs that he reached the bottom of the pile without finding anything that matched the bra. But he found something else. Under all of the knickers, he discovered a small bottle of lube and vibrator. It was a simple cylindrical device, the type where you twist one end to switch it on. Tom was momentarily frozen as an image popped into his head of Nikki writhing on the bed furiously working the vibe in and out of her soaked pussy. Not for the first time this weekend, Tom had to rearrange has manhood to accommodate its hardness. 

"Have you not found them yet?" Again her voice brought him back to reality. "You can't miss them, they're the same material as the bra."

Tom quickly flicked through the pile again and spotted them.

"I've got them, kinda like lacy hot-pants?" 

"Yep, that's them. I think that's just about all I need except some pyjamas." Tom was a bit disappointed. He had been hoping to keep her naked all night but he couldn't complain if she wanted to curl up in a nice comfortable set of boring flannel pyjamas after what she'd been through.

"Where are they?" He asked. 

"Back to the big chest of drawers. In the bottom drawer, you'll find a plastic bag. Just chuck the whole bag in your pack. It's got some sleep-wear in it. I've not had a chance to wear it yet so it's still in the bag from the shop but it will be perfect for lounging around in."

Tom did as requested without bothering to look inside the bag. After the clothing he'd just been handling, the prospect of looking at some sensible sleep-wear didn't exactly pique his curiosity. Anyway, the pizza would be waiting for him and he was hungry. 

After checking with Nikki that he had everything he needed and a brief discussion on film choices, he disconnected the call and headed off towards the dvd rental shop. 

-

Nikki lay on her back on the bed. She was summoning up the energy to get up. After she'd watched Tom go into her flat, she'd returned to the bed to continue their conversation on the phone. She'd had no reservations at all about letting Tom wonder about her flat without her which surprised her. Normally it took Nikki a long time to trust someone. She was naturally a fairly solitary person and she didn't let her guard down easily. In the past, this had been the reason for relationships to fail when boyfriends grew frustrated as they sensed that she never fully opened herself to them emotionally – and perhaps sexually too. On the rare occasions that she had felt like opening up to people, it had come after she'd taken a long time getting to know them. Now, with Tom, everything was backwards. The circumstances of their meeting had completely by-passed her defences. The fact that she had been so vulnerable and Tom had cared for her so sincerely meant that she simply felt instantly comfortable in his presence.

So now she was in the utterly alien situation of trusting someone completely but not really knowing them at all. The prospect of getting to know Tom better was something Nikki was looking forward to a great deal. 

But, whilst she had felt comfortable letting him explore her flat, she'd still got a thrill out of guiding him towards her underwear drawer. Luckily, thanks to her recent predilection for matching lingerie, she knew their contents would have been quite a sight to any red-blooded male. Tom had already made it very clear that he found her attractive, both with his comments and with the way he looked at her. This made Nikki much more confident and brazen than she could ever have imagined herself being. It wasn't strictly true that she needed that bra to go under the red top but she'd always thought it was one of her most sexy and she loved the idea of Tom holding it up and trying to imagine what she would look like wearing it. He'd played it cool on the phone but she could tell by the way he'd gone quiet a few times that it was having an effect on him.

The fact that she was lying naked on Tom's bed whilst she encouraged him to examine her underwear was having as much effect on her as she hoped it was having on Tom. As she'd held the phone in her left hand, her right had slipped between her legs almost without her noticing. She'd been surprised by how wet she'd been and it felt so good as her fingers had gently spread her lips, working her juices around and making her even more slippery. 

Whilst Tom was searching for the briefs, she'd momentarily wondered if he would find her vibrator at the bottom of the pile. The thought thrilled her more than she expected. She could have done with having the vibe to hand at that moment actually. It felt like she would only have had to turn it on and slip it into her moist tunnel and she would have climaxed almost instantly. 

It was probably for the best that the call had come to an end not long after that. She'd meant what she'd said to Tom earlier about her body not being ready for another orgasm. 

So now she lay and waited for Tom's return. It felt strange to be alone all of a sudden. She was used to it of course but it had felt so good to share some relaxed, intimate company that she felt the contrast of being by herself intensely.

Knowing that he wouldn't be long, and wanting to have made it downstairs by herself in time for his return, Nikki finally built up the strength to move. She was a little unsteady on her feet but she managed to stand without too much drama. As liberating as it felt to be standing naked in Tom's bedroom, she decided to hunt for something to cover herself prior to his return. Since he'd been looking around her bedroom, it felt only fair that she return the favour. 

It didn't take her long to find a fluffy white robe in the wardrobe. It was a little big for her. The hem was down to her ankles and it wrapped almost around to her back but it would have to do.

She had better luck negotiating the stairs than earlier but it still tired her out more than she expected. She had to stop and sit on the bottom step for a rest. That's where she was when Tom came in the front door. 




Falling for a Stranger Ch. 02



He looked up surprised to see her and broke into a chuckle. "I never know where you're going to pop up next!" He laughed. "How are you feeling?"

"Better." She replied. "Just having a little rest before trying to make it to the sofa. That pizza smells good."

"Think you can make it to the lounge while I get some plates and set up the film?"

"Yep, I'll cope. If you hear a crash it'll just be me falling over."

"OK, as long as you don't damage any paintwork if you do. You'll heal but I hate decorating."

"I'll try to make sure I land on something soft. Like my head."

They both went about their tasks smiling. Soon, they were curled up on the sofa happily munching on pizza and settling into the film. It was a low-budget film that neither of them had heard of before but Tom had recognised a few of the names on the cover and it sounded like it would be easy to watch and not completely vacuous. As it happened, they both enjoyed it very much, there were plenty of light-hearted moments and the occasional touching scene too.

They had a break in the middle after the pizza was finished because Nikki wanted to brush her teeth, a task she insisted that she could manage for herself. As she disappeared upstairs with the rucksack Tom had filled with her stuff, he cleared up the plates and empty boxes. 

-

When Nikki returned, she had changed out of his large white robe and into a black silk gown. In stark contrast to his large garment, this was a perfect fit for her slender body. Although it was far from tight, the thin silk clung to her curves and ended just above knee level leaving enough leg on show to add a hint of sexiness to the look.

"Where did you get that from?" Tom asked in surprise.

"It was in the plastic bag you got me. Didn't you look inside?"

"Nope, I'm too much of a gentleman to go looking in a lady's bags. Plus I assumed it was just some comfy flannel pyjamas and I wasn't too interested!" 

"Hah, but enough of a rogue to go rummaging through her underwear drawers?" Then Nikki raised an eyebrow at him and her voice became lower, almost sultry when she added: "So you don't know what I'm wearing under here then?"

Tom's curiosity was instantly aroused, as well as some other parts of him – not for the first time this weekend. 

"Er, no. I guess I don't." Not exactly a witty reply but the diversion of blood flow away from his head and on to other parts of his anatomy was not making it any easier for him to think straight. "I'm guessing not flannel pyjamas then?" 

"Not exactly." Nikki didn't seem to want to elaborate further.

She sat back on the sofa but this time, instead of staying to her side like when they were eating, she leaned onto him, snuggling up against his side until he had to lift his arm or have it pinned uncomfortably against him. After that, there was nowhere to put it back down except across her shoulders. They settled into a relaxed embrace and Tom pressed the remote to continue the film. 

Tom found it harder to enjoy the second half. It wasn't that the film got any worse, rather he was getting distracted too much. His thoughts kept returning to Nikki's cryptic comments about what she was wearing. In their current position, her head was leaning against the side of his chest which meant that he had a clear vantage point from which to study her without being noticed. At first, her dressing gown was wrapped too tightly around her for him to see down the front of it. But, as time went on, every small movement she made loosened the cord that held the gown closed. Eventually, Tom thought he could see some sheer black fabric underneath. The slow-motion strip show that Tom was receiving, combined with the feeling of Nikki pressing her body against him, left Tom in what he could only describe as a painful state of arousal. His cock was so hard that it was literally throbbing. He was trying his best to avoid bumping it against her and was grateful that he'd switched off the lights so that they could better enjoy the film. 

Nikki shifted her position again and yawned loudly. This was followed by a big stretch that had her arching her back and lifting her arms out. Tom couldn't take his eyes off her breasts as they strained against the silk robe. He swore that he could see her nipples push against the fabric but decided it must have been a seam in whatever she was wearing.

When she relaxed back against him, the sash had come undone completely. One side of her robe now lay open against his legs with the other side hanging across her held in place by gravity. She seemed not to notice and made no attempt to cover herself back up. 

Tom could now see the left hand side of her outfit. Under the gown she was wearing a sheer black baby-doll. His eyes traced a path from her collar bone, down across the swell of her breast. Her nipple was clearly visible through the fabric and Tom could see that he'd been right about how much they were poking out. His gaze lingered for a long time while he tried to commit every detail to memory. Her breast was shapely and firm but not too large and Tom couldn't help fantasising taking the perky nipple into his mouth. As he continued his visual exploration, he noted the flat, toned stomach and the slender hips that were supporting the string of a black thong. The side of her gown that was covering her hung a little lower here so he couldn't see the little triangle of material covering her mons but he could easily imagine what it would look like. The hem of the negligee stopped high up her thigh and Tom was treated to a view of her long, bare left leg stretching away into the distance. 

"So, what do you think of it?" Nikki's voice cut through his trance.

For a moment Tom didn't know what to say. He didn't really think he could find the words to articulate what he thought at that particular moment. But then he noticed that the credits were rolling up the screen and he realised that she must have been talking about the film.

"Not bad at all." He managed to say. "I never understand why some films make it big at the cinema and some go straight to DVD. I think that was better than plenty of films I've paid good money to watch on the big screen".

-

It appeared that Tom was somewhat slow on the uptake. It had taken Nikki more effort than she'd expected to work her gown loose. She must have done the sash up too tightly. So she'd had to wriggle around a lot more than was natural in order to get it to slip open. In the end, she'd had to fake a big stretch to get it to fall open completely. It had been worth the effort. In the parts of the film where the screen had been dark, she had been able to see Tom's reflection in it. She could see almost a hunger in his eyes as he looked at her. She also noticed the significant bulge in his jeans just inches from her hand. She was getting seriously turned on knowing the effect she was having on him. She could feel her nipples grazing against the fine mesh of the negligee whenever she moved. The sensation was exquisite. She was aching to feel Tom's fingers on her skin again. 

So when she asked him what he thought of it. The last thing she'd been thinking about was the film but, yes, it did seem that Tom was a little slow on the uptake. This might be quite endearing in other circumstances but, right now, Nikki was seriously horny. It seemed as if more direct action would be necessary.

Sitting up slightly, Nikki held her neck and moaned. 

"Ow, I must have had my neck at a funny angle. It's gone all stiff. Are your hands still on duty?"

"For you, always."

"Let me sit up a bit so you can get better access."

Nikki sat upright and lowered the gown completely off her shoulders so Tom could better access her neck. She sighed as she felt his hands slide up her back and under her long hair before working her neck and the top of her back. 

After a short while, Tom seemed to find the angle difficult because he swung a leg past her so that she was sitting between his knees and he could turn to face her straight on. This gave Nikki the perfect opportunity to move things along. She shuffled herself backwards until she felt his thighs touching her hips. In this position, she could feel that Tom had to lift his elbows up high to keep working her neck. When she leaned back against him, his hands had nowhere left to go but forwards onto her upper chest. She snuggled against him, keenly aware of his hard cock pressing into the small of her back. For a moment, Tom's hands were frozen in place. 

"Don't stop." Nikki whispered.

Tom finally seemed to get the hint and his hands resumed a gentle caress. Allowing his elbows to drop down to Nikki's sides, Tom dragged his fingers down across her front. The touch was so light that Nikki found herself arching towards them. As they brushed over her rock-hard nipples, she shivered with the sensations and gripped his thighs with her fingers. 

She groaned as she felt Tom's lips against the side of her neck and tilted her head to allow him more access. Her breathing was ragged now as his hands continued working their way downwards across her stomach to her thighs. When they reached the hem of her negligee they stopped and began moving back upwards again, dragging the hem up slightly with them. Nikki had opened her legs in the hope that he would go exploring between them. But Tom was in no hurry and he worked his way back up to her breasts again this time cupping them more firmly and rolling her nipples between his thumb and index fingers. The slight abrasiveness of the mesh fabric added to the sensation and Nikki gasped. 

"You look so good." Tom breathed in her ear.

"I feel good." Nikki managed to reply. It was true, she couldn't believe how good Tom's hands made her body feel. Now they were heading back down across her stomach and to the hem of her flimsy outfit. As she hoped, he traced a slow path up her inner thighs until his fingers made the gentlest contact with the edge of her panties. Nikki was hoping that he would touch her there and she knew that, if he did, he would feel her wetness through the material. The thought of just how soaked she was turned her on even more. But Tom made her wait just a little more as he followed the outline of her thong up where it met her lower abdomen. Here, he teasingly slipped under the waistband just enough to brush the top of her neatly trimmed bush. 

Nikki was unable to prevent herself from rocking her hips upwards in the hope of forcing his fingers downwards but Tom was already sliding his hands back and out of her panties again. Nikki's disappointment was soon banished when he slid them straight back down across her mons. Even through the material of her panties, Nikki could feel her lips pushed open slightly as one finger slid directly between them. She groaned with the sensation again trying to force her hips towards him. Tom seamed to sense that the time for teasing was past and he rubbed up and down her slit a few more times before slipping his hand back under her waist band.

Without the barrier of her panties, his fingers felt even better on her soaked pussy. She could feel how open her lips were and he began gently pushing a finger against her opening while the other hand drew light circles against her clit. With one finger now sliding inside her and the stimulation on her sensitive button, it wasn't long before Nikki felt the waves of an orgasm building. 

-

Apart from how amazing it looked, the other thing that Tom was learning to love about Nikki's body was how responsive it was. He loved the way she arched her back towards his touch and the little noises she was making. She was so wet and he'd easily slipped a finger inside her. Now, he slowly added a second as he increased the pressure on her clit. Tom could feel the orgasm building inside her and, intuitively, he knew to finish her off before it built to strongly. He didn't want to knock her out like last time and he could feel that any more build up might take her orgasm past that point. It seemed that the stimulation he was providing was having the desired effect because Nikki's already uncontrolled movements became even more intense until he was literally hanging on to her. 

"Oh God" She cried out and Tom felt a huge spasm rip through her body. 

She collapsed back against him breathing hard while he slid his fingers out of her before gently massaging her slit while she got herself back under control. 

"That was amazing." She gasped once her breathing had settled down enough to talk. 

"It certainly was." Tom replied. "You OK?" 

"Oh yes. I'm more than OK."

"Good, I didn't want to make you pass out like before." 

"Don't worry, I'm still awake. In fact, I think it's very much time that I returned the favour since you've been making me feel so good and it feels like you deserve some relief." That last statement was punctuated by Nikki squirming her back against is rock hard erection. "The problem is that I don't know if I'm strong enough at the moment to give you the treatment that you deserve."

"It's OK, you don't have to..." Tom's reply was cut short by Nikki's finger across his lips as she sat up and turned to face him. 

"I just mean that you might have to help me a little that's all." She corrected him. "Now come here." With that, she grabbed the front of his T-shirt and, with a strength that surprised him, she pulled him forwards until he mashed his lips against hers in a fierce kiss. The intensity of their first kiss took Tom by surprise. At some point, his arms had found their way around her body and he held her tightly as their tongues explored each other's mouths. When they eventually broke apart, they were both breathing heavily. 

"Mmmm" Nikki murmured. "Note to self: do that again." 

"No time like the present." Tom said and closed in for round two.

This time, Nikki's hands slid inside Tom's T-shirt and she began exploring his body while they kissed. Now it was his turn to enjoy the feeling of hands on his body. And it felt good. 

Nikki lifted the hem of his T-shirt and he took over the job of taking it off. After casting an appreciative look over his body, Nikki rearranged herself so that she was sitting properly on the sofa and she started to pull him across so that he was straddling her. Because of the angle he had been sitting at, he had to stand up first so he could position himself where she wanted him. But as he moved to kneel astride her, she stopped him with her palm flat on his chest. "While you're up, you may as well take those jeans off. You won't be needing them."

Tom stood back up and happily complied, also taking off his socks. "Better?" he asked and settled himself down with his knees either side of her thighs.

"Much." She replied and, with her gaze lingering over the bulge where his cock strained against his boxers she added: "I'm glad to see I'm not the only one getting excited here."

"You have no idea." Tom said.

Nikki was sliding her hands up his thighs with her thumbs running up the insides of his legs until they reached his balls. 

Tom gasped at the contact and Nikki gently stroked them with her thumbs while her fingers reached up and pulled down the waistband of his boxers. She tugged them down until his cock and balls were exposed and then gently wrapped her fingers around the base of his shaft. 

Tom had always considered himself to have a good sized cock. It wasn't intimidatingly large but he'd never had any complaints and it was fat enough that Nikki's fingers only just met around it.

"You're so hard." She murmered. 

"Tell me about it."

"So I'm guessing this must be feeling pretty nice then?" She said as she worked her fingers gently up and down his throbbing pole. 

"Uh-huh." Was all Tom could manage in reply. Her grip was slowly tightening as she went, increasing the sensation.

Without warning, she stopped with her hand wrapped about base and looked up at him.

"I want you to feed it to me." She whispered, maintaining eye contact with him so he could see the hunger in her eyes. 

No verbal reply seemed necessary so Tom lifted himself up, still on his knees, so that his crotch was level with Nikki's head. She kept her grip on the base of his cock and used it to direct Tom's movements until the tip was barely an inch away from her mouth.

Tom watched as she gently moistened her lips with her tongue and opened her mouth. Then she gently licked the underside of his glans. Tom would have closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation but he wanted to watch her as she slowly guided his cock forward and into her mouth. She kept her lips open enough that he only felt the slightest contact from them as she took about half of his length. He could feel her warm breath around his aching member as her tongue began gently licking the underside of his cock. 

It felt fantastic and Tom could feel the pre-cum dripping from his dick until Nikki licked it clean. Then she started sliding her lips back and forward over his cock and he had to brace his hands on the back of the sofa to keep upright. 

Tom knew he wasn't going to last long like this. It felt too good and his balls were so full from the excitements of the last few hours.

"Christ Nikki, that feels so good. You're going to make me cum very quickly if you keep that up." He felt it was only fair to give her some warning. 

In response, she just purred around his cock. He felt the vibrations right down to his balls. Then she began taking longer strokes, taking about three-quarters of his rod past her lips. All the time, her tongue kept working on the sensitive underside. Her free hand came up to gently play with his balls and Tom looked down at her. 

The sight of this beautiful creature happily feasting on his cock was enough to send him over the edge. He felt his balls pull tight to his body and a massive orgasm jolted through him. He could feel ropes of his hot jizz shooting into Nikki's mouth. It seemed to go on and on. Nikki gamely kept up her work, coaxing more and more of his seed until she literally milked him dry. Eventually, the spasms subsided and Tom felt his cock begin to soften in her mouth. Suddenly unable to hold his weight up, he collapsed back onto her lap. His cock slid out of her mouth with a gentle popping sound and he leant forward, partly for support and partly because he wanted to hold Nikki against him. 

"Wow." Was all he could say.

"You like?" 

"Uh-huh. Just a bit. "

"You seemed quite, er, full." This was accompanied with a little giggle. 

"Sorry about that. I guess I needed that. God, I'm a wreck now. I can hardly move."

"Ah-ha, revenge is sweet. It's about time I turned the tables on you."

"I'm not complaining." Tom meant every word of it. 

Eventually, he built up enough strength to dismount and lay back on the sofa. 

"Man, this has been a pretty intense weekend. And it's only Saturday." Tom mused. 

"Yep, it was hardly more than twenty four hours ago that I collapsed. It seems like a long time ago now. Come to think about it, I never did properly thank you for rescuing me."

"I think what you've just done counts as a pretty good thank-you" Tom laughed. 

"Seriously, thank you." She took his hand and looked into his eyes. "For everything. I'm so glad you were there."

"Me too." Tom held her gaze for a moment before lightening the mood. "Perhaps next time you want to speak to me, you could just come and have a chat instead of falling at my feet."

"Huh. You've got a cheek! How long had you been eyeing me up and never once tried to speak to me."

"All part of the master plan my dear. I like to maintain an aura of mystery to draw my victims into my evil clutches." Tom added an over the top evil genius laugh.

"I see, and, now that I've fallen into your evil clutches, what fate is in store for me?" 

"Well, I guess I'm supposed to tie you up somewhere."




Falling for a Stranger Ch. 02



"Mmm, that sounds interesting." Nikki seemed to be giving it some serious thought. But then she said: "Either that or you could just take me out for lunch tomorrow?"

Ton was about to accept when they heard Nikki's phone ringing from upstairs. Tom had regained enough strength to run up and get it. He saw that it was her parents again and decided to answer it before they rang off. 

"Hello again." He said.

"Tom!" Her Dad didn't sound too surprised to hear him. "I guess Nikki's still at your place then? We just tried her land line and there was no answer."

"Yep, she's still here. She seems to be recovering well." Well enough to suck me off like a pro, Tom thought he didn't need to add that level of detail to the conversation.

"Well, we didn't realise that you'd put up with her for so long so we thought she'd be back at her flat. We decided to come to see her since it's a weekend. We've driven all the way over. We're outside now. Can she manage to get up to see us do you think? She's normally OK by now." 

Tom's head was racing. Outside. Now. Holy shit. Stall them. 

"Er. She's still feeling a bit weak. She went for a nap. If you like, I'll wake her and you can come round here while she gets up. Hang on, I'll come and get you in a sec." With that, Tom hastily hung up and run downstairs.

"We've got a small problem." He said to Nikki. "Your parents. In the car. Outside. Now."

"Shit. What did you tell them?" She had leaped to her feet. 

Tom was hopping around struggling into his jeans and picking up his T-shirt. "I told them you were having a nap and that's I'd wake you up and they could come here while you got up. That should give you some time to put some clothes on." 

Now fully dressed, Tom was ushering her towards the stairs. At the bottom. He asked: "Can you make it up by yourself? I'd better go and get them."

"I'm OK. Shit, shit, shit. Sorry about this."

"Just when I thought things couldn't get any more exciting this weekend. Oh well. Here goes nothing. Wish me luck."

Nikki leaned forward and kissed him deeply. "Good luck."

And with that, Tom marched to the front door and went in search of her parents. 

-

To Be Continued...



Falling for a Stranger Ch. 03



Author's note: Just a short chapter this time. I thought this bit would stand better on its own. If you are joining the tale here for the first time (perhaps because it's popped up in a different category) you might enjoy it better if you read the preceding couple of parts first. Thanks for the positive comments, I hope you enjoy... 

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For the second time today, Tom grabbed his coat from behind the door on his way outside. He took his time ambling towards Nikki's flat, wanting to give her as much time as possible to change before she had to see her parents. He pretended not to notice the unfamiliar car parked outside with two distinctly parental-looking people looking at him and trying to decide if he was the man that currently had custody of their daughter. But he couldn't keep that up for long without giving them the impression that he was a complete simpleton so he had to "notice" them and head over to where the man opened the car window. 

"You must be Nikki's parents. I'm Tom, nice to meet you. Safe journey I trust?"

"Tom, nice to meet you too. We can't thank you enough for looking after Nikki. You've no idea how much it's eased our minds to know that she's had someone keeping an eye on her."

"No problem. It's made a change from the norm. She's really been no bother. To be honest, she's spent most of the time asleep." Well, that was true. Tom decided to leave out the fact that most of her waking moments had been occupied by acts of mutual stimulation of the very best kind.

"Why don't you folks come in?" Tom continued. "Nikki should be down in a minute, I told her you were here."

"Great, thanks. By the way, I'm Ted and this is Barbara." 

Tom nodded at the introductions and lead them from the car back to his house. As he walked them in the front door, he was relieved to find that the place didn't smell too much of sex. 

He was just in the process of offering them a seat and asking if they wanted anything to drink when Nikki made a timely arrival. She was wearing the clothes that Tom had brought her and was making a good, if slightly melodramatic, job of looking like she'd just woken up. She'd even messed up her hair a little to make it look like it had been slept on. 

She looked adorable in a cute kind of way and Tom realised that he was smiling at her. Damn, I'm falling hard for this one. He thought to himself. 

"Nikki!" Barbara came about as close to squealing as you might expect a fifty-something year old woman to do. "How are you feeling?"

Tom headed to fetch the drinks as Nikki tried to placate her. "I'm fine. Stop fussing. I feel much better now I've had some rest and food."

They spent an hour or so in easy conversation. Tom stayed in the background as much as possible but Barbara in particular kept engaging him in the discussions. He could see the family resemblance. Particularly between mother and daughter. Barbara was in good shape for her age and Tom found himself hoping that Nikki would age just as well. Hang on a minute there sonny. Don't get ahead of yourself. You've only just met the girl. He mentally chided himself. What's gotten into me?

Eventually, Ted stood up and announced: "Right, time to get you home little lady. We've already imposed on Tom enough for one weekend. 

No one could think of anything to add to that so Nikki grabbed her bag from upstairs (she'd put most of the stuff Tom had taken from her flat back into it earlier). Ted and Barbara thanked Tom again. Nikki added her thanks and held Tom's eyes a moment -- a gesture that contained much more meaning than her words.

As her parents turned to leave first, Tom managed to give Nikki a wink and blew her a kiss. She smiled and returned the act. 

And then they were gone. And Tom was alone again. In many ways, it was nice to have his house to himself again, but really, he felt a little lonely. 

He pottered about for the rest of the evening not really sure what to do with himself. Eventually, he ran himself a bath and had a good long soak. He heard his mobile vibrating against the table in his bedroom where he'd left it. He dragged himself up and hurried towards it before realising that it had only vibrated once. Must be a text. With the immediate requirement to answer it gone, he was able to towel off a bit to prevent adding to the wet footprints he'd already started in the hall before grabbing the device and opening the text. 

It was from Nikki. His heart leapt when he saw that. "I noticed you have a nice view from your bedroom window -- N". It read.

Tom frowned, puzzled. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he stepped to the window to try to work out what she was talking about. It was dark outside now and he couldn't see much other than the street and the usual houses. His eyes were drawn to Nikki's flat. Now that he knew where it was, he was able to see her front door clearly. As it was a ground floor flat, most of the rooms' windows were not visible from the street because of the fence that ran around the grounds. But from Tom's elevated position, he could see over the fence and into the windows at the side. Than one must be her bedroom, he thought. Just then, a light switched on in that room and he was able to see that it was her bedroom as he thought. He could see here bed clearly as the curtains we open.

And there she was! She stepped deliberately in front of the window. The way she looked directly towards him left him in no doubt that she knew he was watching her even though she must not be able to see out due to the reflections inside the glass. 

She blew him a kiss and then began to unbutton the front of her jeans. She slowly folded open the waist to reveal the lacy red panties Tom had retrieved for her earlier. God she looked good. The red looked great against her creamy-white thighs. Slid the jeans down her legs until they dropped to the floor and she carefully stepped out of them. 

She gave a little turn on the spot, wiggling her hips for him when her back was towards him. Tom's cock was ram-rod straight and he had to re-wrap the towel as his manhood threatened to dislodge it. 

Now she was slowly lifting up the hem of her top. She was biting her lip in a cute pseudo-nervous kind of a way. But she knew exactly what she was doing. She was revealing herself just slowly enough to build some anticipation but fast enough to keep Tom glued to the scene unfolding in front of him. 

Now, the whole of her firm navel was revealed. Nikki paused to slide her spare hand gently over her exposed flesh, stopping just short of her panties. Then she looked up towards Tom before raising her arms above her head in one graceful movement and taking the top completely off. She held her hands above her head for a moment and Tom took in the spectacular sight of her lean and toned body stretched out before him. 

Then she threw the garment aside and walked out of view for a moment. Tom couldn't believe it; surely she wasn't going to leave it there? But, in no time, she returned to sight holding her mobile and typing on it. She finished and put the device down on her bed before looking expectantly in his direction. His phone buzzed again and he grabbed it.

"Enjoying the show?" Was the message.

He quickly wrote back: "Hell yeah." 

She turned around when the text arrive on her phone and bent at the waist to read it, giving him a look over her shoulder as she did so, making sure he know that she was doing it for his benefit. 

And Tom certainly was benefiting form a great view of her fantastic ass and the backs of her long legs. 

Nikki reached around slowly and stroked her buttock whilst wiggling her hip suggestively. Then she straightened up and turned to face him once more. She slowly slid the straps of her bra down off her shoulders until they hung loose at her sides. The bra was low-cut anyway and the lack of support from above allowed it to hang even lower, revealing a generous fraction of her pert breasts.

She gently began stroking her upper chest until her fingers were brushing the upper slopes of her glorious mounds and she held her head back with her eyes closed, obviously enjoying the sensation. 

Her fingers worked lower until their tips were sliding just into the cups of her bra with each stroke. Eventually, she eased them down and levered herself free of their confines entirely. Even from where he was, Tom could see how hard her nipples were. 

She arched her back forward as she reached behind to undo the clasp. As soon as the bra hit the floor, she slid her hands back around to her front and cupped her breasts from underneath. Tom was mesmerised as she gently hefted each globe before gently rolling her nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. Again, her eyes were closed in bliss at the feeling. 

Tom realised that he was absent-mindedly stroking his throbbing cock through the towel. Not wanting to miss any of the show, he quickly grabbed a chair and settled into it. From this height, he would be out of sight from the street from the chest down so he was able to open up the towel and free his aching member. He started gently sliding his hand up and down on his cock as he returned his attention to Nikki.

It seemed that she had similar ideas because her hands were also on the way down. They were already at the top of her lacy red panties and she began sliding her fingers lightly across her mound. As Tom watched, she lay on the bed with her knees bent and her feet on the edge. With her legs open, Tom was treated to a great view as she continued touching herself. She was rubbing her mons harder now, even rocking her hips to meet her hands as they worked. 

Then she mover her hands aside and began teasing herself by running her fingers just inside the leg of her panties. Tom swore he could see a wet patch in the front of them but he thought that could have been his vivid imagination filling in the blanks as he must be too far away to see that much detail. 

Nikki seemed to decide that she needed better access because the panties were quickly slid off her legs and onto the floor. She settled back into her previous position and let her legs open again to give Tom a great view of her dripping snatch. He nearly came then but backed off his stroking. He wanted to hold out and see how far Nikki was going to take this.

She didn't hang about. Her fingers immediately began sliding up and down her slit, parting her lips and, Tom imagined, spreading her juices around. He could still remember the smell of her sex from earlier and he yearned to be there to lick her sweet pussy again. 

But Nikki was doing just fine without him. She slipped first one, then a second finger inside herself and began pumping them in and out. 

Tom had an idea and quickly grabbed his phone before she brought herself off. He hurriedly typed his message and hit "send". 

Nikki was clearly a bit startled by her phone going off next to her because she jumped a little. She looked a little peeved to have been interrupted. But, as she read his message, her expression changed to one of impish delight. She shot a look in his direction and then got onto her hands and knees to reach down into the bedside drawer. She also gave him a great view of her pussy from behind and Tom had to back off his stroking again as he felt the waves of orgasm creeping up on him. 

She rolled onto her back again holding the vibrator she'd fished out at his request. She held the device up and pointed at it with a raised eye-brow and a questioning look on her face as if to say: "Is this what you meant?" Then she jokingly licked the tip with her tongue before lying back down with her legs open again. 

Then she got straight down to business. Tom guessed that she didn't want to hang around having nearly brought herself off just before. The vibrator was soon in the envious position of sliding up and down her slit, getting all slippery in her juices. Once it was lubed up, Nikki Slid the whole thing straight up her love-tunnel in one movement. Then she lay still for a while before she raised herself up on one elbow, puffed out her cheeks and looked up towards Tom. She gave him a nod and a thumbs up as if to say: "Good idea."

Tom agreed that it was indeed a good idea and watched in fascination as she twisted the base to activate the vibration. She rolled her head back and Tom thought he saw her mouth "Oh yeah" to herself. Then she was sliding the vibe slowly in and out of her dripping snatch. She was breathing heavily and her hips were moving of their own accord. By Tom's estimation, she was getting pretty close and he upped the tempo of his own stroking, bringing himself to the brink too. 

Nikki was working her spare hand against her clit now and her hips were off the bed as her body coiled itself for a mighty orgasm. Tom saw the moment when her climax hit very clearly. Her panting mouth and twitching body seemed to all freeze as her whole body clenched up at once. 

The sight brought him over the edge too and, with a low grunt, he felt is cock spasm and he shot out streams of his hot jism. A couple hit the window before the last few spurts only made it onto the floor. 

As he came down from his climax, he noticed Nikki too was lying peacefully in the after-throws of her pleasure. With his clean hand, Tom grabbed his phone and sent her a text.

"Damn that was hot. I've got a bit of cleaning up to do now!"

He watched as she lazily typed her reply.

"Agreed. That was sooo hot. I've got a bit of cleaning up to do myself."

Tom replied: "Sleep well, I bet I will now. I think I know what, or who, I'll be dreaming about tonight!"

In reply, Nikki smiled, rose to the window on slightly shaky feet and blew him a kiss. Then she gave a little wave goodbye before drawing the curtains. 

Tom stayed where he was for a while just watching her window until she turned out her light. Then he cleaned up as best he could, shaking his head as he thought about what a lucky bastard he was and where things were going to go next. He was certainly looking forward to finding out.



Falling for a Stranger Ch. 04



Author's note: Longer chapter this time. Hope you enjoy. Keep the comments coming. It's always good to get feedback. 

-

Tom woke slowly. Some wise part of his brain knew that it was a Sunday and that he didn't have to get up for work. That selfless act of vigilance by a tiny part of his consciousness allowed the rest of him to relax, free from care, and gradually emerge from slumber. 

As his cognitive faculties booted up, he became aware of the sunlight streaming through the window and the birds singing outside. But a nagging feeling began to stir in the back of his head. Something was missing wasn't it? Sitting up, Tom looked around. Same old bedroom. Nothing amiss here. 

Rising slowly to his feet, Tom stretched out his back and drew back the curtains. The sight of Nikki's flat across the road instantly brought memories flooding back. A sly smile crept to his lips as he remembered the sight she had put on for him the previous night. But when he realised that it was her presence in his bed that he'd missed when he woke up, he slapped himself on the forehead.

"Get a grip of yourself Tommy-boy. You've only just met the girl." He muttered out loud. "Don't start turning into some soppy idiot." 

Still shaking his head, he hit the shower. When he ambled back into his bedroom, still towelling himself dry, he noticed that it was ten o'clock -- fairly late by his standards. Still, his day was now looking pretty empty since his plans to take Nikki out to lunch were obviously stymied by the arrival of her parents. Tom was just contemplating what to do with the unexpected free time when the doorbell rang. 

Wrapping the large towel around his waist, he scrambled downstairs and opened the door. He was careful to keep one hand on the towel to avoid any accidental exposure. It was just as well he did because it was Barbara at the door. It probably wouldn't have made the best of impressions on Nikki's family if he'd flashed her mother. She seemed a bit flustered at his state of undress as it was. 

"Sorry, just got out of the shower." Tom explained.

"Oh, sorry to disturb you." She replied. "Ted and I just wanted to invite you to lunch. We're taking Nikki out and thought it would be nice to treat you too. As thanks for helping out."

"That's very kind. No thanks necessary, really. But, since food is involved, how can I say no?"

Barbara smiled. "I thought you wouldn't say no to food. We're going for Sunday roast at the pub round the corner. What's it called? The Fox and Hounds? Is it any good?"

"Mmm, if you don't mind a slightly longer walk, The Hare's better. It's just at the top of the high street. You might have to book though, it gets pretty busy for Sunday lunch. It's up to you though."

"OK, I'll try to book at the Hare then. Either way, we'll call on you on the way. Shall we say twelve thirty?"

"Sounds good to me, I'll try to put some clothes on next time you call!" Tom said. "See you later."

Barbara waved goodbye and headed back to Nikki's flat. 

-

Tom pottered around for the rest of the morning. He was surprisingly nervous. He spent most of his time shaking his head at how silly he was being. Like some kind of love-struck teenager. 

He was just telling himself to man-up for about the tenth time when the doorbell rang. He checked his watch: bang on twelve thirty as promised. 

This time, the three of them were there. They briefly reminded Tom of a group of Trick-or-Treaters. 

"Mornin' all." Tom greeted them. "Where are we going then?"

"The Hare." Barbara replied. "Looks like we got the last table so that was lucky." 

"I hope it doesn't disappoint then." Tom glanced at Nikki as they started walking. "How are you feeling today Nikki?"

"Much better thanks. Pretty much back to normal now. A good night's sleep seems to have sorted me out. I wasn't sure I'd sleep well after all of that sleeping during the day but I got off pretty quickly." 

Tom's eyes snapped to her face at that comment and, although she didn't meet his look, her subtle smile told him that her innuendo was entirely intended. Tom had to suppress a smile of his own.

-

The food and conversation were both good and Tom enjoyed himself thoroughly. Tom was pushing a last piece of apple crumble around in its bowl, trying to decide if he could manage to fit it into his straining stomach. 

"What time are you going to have to head off?" Nikki's question was directed to her parents. 

"Well, we don't want to leave it too late." Ted replied. "I've got work in the morning and I've got a few bits and pieces to sort out at home. So I guess we'll head back around three." He looked across at Barbara who nodded in agreement.

"What do you do for a living Tom?" She asked, shifting the conversation towards him.

"I'm a programmer." He said. "Very geeky I'm afraid."

"Wow, you must be pretty clever to do all that computer stuff. I can't even get my emails without help!" 

Nikki rolled her eyes at Tom and said: "She's not joking. It's painful to watch."

Tom laughed. Then he realised that he hadn't asked Nikki's profession. 

"What do you do Nikki?" He enquired. 

The change in atmosphere was noticeable; this was clearly an uncomfortable topic and Tom instantly wished he hadn't asked. 

When Nikki didn't answer, Barbara replied for her: "She makes jewellery, don't you darling." She prompted. "Until the end of the week, yeah." She mumbled.

Tom's puzzlement must have been written all over his face because Barbara felt the need to explain. 

"The place where she rents workshop space is re-developing and they won't have room for her in their new set-up. She's got to be out on Friday."

"Can't you find anywhere else?" Tom asked. 

"Not that I can afford." Nikki picked up the tale. "It's a tough market for independents like me. I can't afford to rent a whole unit in a business park and I only need space for my workbench and a few tools. That's why my current place was so good. They just rented me out a corner of a workshop that was being used by carpenters. But now they're making it into houses or something. I'd just started making some breakthroughs too. I was asked to make some pieces for a cat-walk show and that's just the kind of break that can get me the publicity I need to hit the big-time. I guess I'll have to turn them down now."

Tom's brain was lurching into action. "So, let me get this straight: you need to find somewhere that's cheap and you only need enough space for a workbench and a few tools. Something like a single-garage in size?"

Nikki looked interested. "That would be perfect." 

"So, if you knew someone who lived, say, opposite you who had a workshop in his garden that he never uses because he's too much of a geek to know how to use tools then that might be of interest?"

Nikki was smiling broadly now. "That would certainly be of interest -- if the price was right of course." 

"You are turning out to be quite the find Tom." Ted said, also smiling.

"Well, don't get carried away, I do have some dark, dark secrets too. For example, we'll have to clear out all the bodies I've got in freezers in there before Nikki will be able to get her bench in. Plus I'll have to tell Big Tony that I won't be able to cook up his Crystal Meth in there any more. But he seems like the kind of guy that won't hold a grudge so we should be fine." 

The four of them chuckled away until Tom's stomach reminded him of how full he was and he had to stop before his food made an unfortunate re-appearance. 

After Ted paid for the meal, they waddled back home. Tom said his goodbyes to Ted and Barbara in the street and Nikki promised to call around to check out the workshop after they had set off home. 

-

For the third time today, Tom's doorbell rang. This time, it was just Nikki, as expected. She was practically bouncing with excitement to see his workshop. Tom found her enthusiasm infectious, especially in contrast to how subdued she'd been after her seizure. 

He lead the way through the house into the garden. 

"I hope you're not disappointed. I don't like being your only hope!" Tom said. "Well, I can't be any worse off than I was this morning. Is that it?" She added, seeing the workshop. "Oh, that'll be perfect."

Tom wasn't much of a gardener but he kept the lawn tidy and the few trees he had didn't need too much maintenance. At the bottom of the lawn was the wooden workshop. The previous owners of the house had obviously used it as some shrine to manliness with god knows what sort of power-tools and equipment. There were a few power sockets and decent lighting in there but Tom wasn't joking about being useless with tools. He used it mainly as a dumping ground for odds and ends as well as for storing the lawn-mower and a few garden tools. 

"We'll have to clear it out. There's a lot of junk in there that I've been meaning to get rid of for while. There's even a lock on the door so your stuff should be pretty safe in there. I've got a spare key you can have and there's access down the side of the house."

The lock was a little stiff but it opened without too much forcing. Nikki was like a kid in a sweet shop. Tom was right about the junk; there were a few piles of stuff ling around and some rickety old book-cases loaded with junk. But Nikki was already eyeing up the space thinking about where she was going to put her stuff. She seemed very pleased about the natural light that the two windows provided. 

"How much of this stuff are you going to get rid of and how much space can I have?" She asked.

"As long as I've got a corner to put the lawn-mower and garden stuff in, you can pretty much have the rest. It's all junk as I said. Is it what you are looking for?"

In reply she grabbed Tom in a bear hug. Now that she was back to full health, she was surprisingly strong.

Tom wheezed: "I'll take that as a yes then."

Nikki relaxed her grip on him enough that she could look him in the eyes. Tom was surprised to see that hers were slightly wet, the emotion in them clear to see. 

"You've no idea what this means to me." She almost whispered. "I really didn't know what I was going to do. Thank you Tom."

She kissed him firmly on the lips. 

"You haven't heard my terms yet though." Tom joked.

"Uh oh. I though it was too good to be true. Is this where you try to charge me more than I can afford and I have to ask if we can come to 'some sort of arrangement'?" Nikki had that naughty look in her eyes again -- Tom was learning to really like that look. 

"That's an idea, I hadn't thought about that." Actually Tom had thought about exactly that but didn't want to say it out loud. "Seriously though, I don't want any money for it but there will have to be some conditions. They say that you shouldn't mix business and pleasure so I'll have a think about a few rules and write them down so that you can agree them before you move in. No need to get the lawyers involved or anything, just a kind of agreement so we can set a few boundaries. Things like: no pissing off the neighbours for example!"

"Sounds fair enough to me. When can I move in?"

"Well, I've got a deadline at work for the end of the week. If I can get it finished by Thursday I can take Friday off and help you move the stuff. Is that leaving it a bit late?"

"That's perfect, I've got some bits and pieces I need to finish before I move anyway. I'm pretty sure I can get the guys I share the workshop with to load my stuff into one of their vans and drop it off outside your house on Friday morning. Then we can take our time moving it all in."

"Cool, sounds like a plan."

"Fancy going out for a drink to celebrate?" Nikki asked.

"I very much do fancy going out to celebrate but, if I'm going to get my project finished by Thursday, I'm going to have to put in some serious hours so I really need to get cracking on that." Tom hated turning down an opportunity to move their relationship forward but he really was going to have to burn the midnight oil to get Friday off and he thought that was the more important date to keep.

Fortunately, Nikki seemed to agree.

"Probably a good idea, I've still stuff to do at home too. This weekend's been a bit different to say the least!"

"Sure has!" Tom replied. "We can go out on Friday to celebrate after your stuff is in."

Nikki smiled. "That's a great idea. That'll give me something to look forward to when I'm carrying heavy stuff around all day! OK. Well, I'll leave you alone to work your geeky computer magic. Send me a text to confirm that everything's still OK for Friday when you know."

She paused for a moment before leaning forward and drawing Tom into a long, lingering kiss that left them both slightly breathless for a moment. Then she smiled and almost skipped away down the side of the house.

Tom watched her leave shaking his head slightly. He seemed to be doing that a lot this weekend. Then he plodded back inside and started getting his code head on."

-

It was just as well that he'd stayed in to work because he needed every bit of the time to get his code finished. He had several last-minute bugs that threatened to ruin his plans but he finally had a breakthrough late on Wednesday night and was able to set his tests running overnight. When he checked on Thursday morning, everything had passed. Much to his relief, this meant that he just had some QA to tidy up and he was able to deliver his project. 

He even got to leave early. Given the late nights he'd worked, he barely managed to write a short text to Nikki confirming the next day before he crashed out in his bed and slept right through to the morning. 

-

Tom's phone ringing woke him. It was Nikki. 

"We're just finishing loading up the van. Are you ready for me?"

"I'll be out the front in five minutes." Tom was being a bit optimistic but he didn't want to keep her waiting. 

"Ok, see you in five." Nikki hung up.

Tom barely had a chance to dunk his head in the shower and pull on some old clothes before he heard the sounds of a van pulling up out front. 

Hoping on each leg in turn so he could put on his trainers, Tom made it outside in time to see two guys jumping out of the van closely followed by Nikki. On seeing him, she waved and offered him a huge grin. Tom's fuzzy head and lack of breakfast made him think that his return smile might not have been too convincing.

"OK chaps, let's just unload everything here then Tom and I can move it round the back and you can get on with sorting out your own move." Nikki said. 

Soon, a substantial wooden workbench and about ten boxes, presumably with all of Nikki's tools and materials in, were piled up outside Tom's house. Nikki said goodbye and thanks to her two helpers and they jumped back in the van and hurried off.

"OK, a couple of the boxes have got some valuables in. We should carry them round first so they'll not be left here. Then we can come back and get the rest." Nikki announced.

"Why don't you stay here and guard it while I ferry the boxes to the workshop. Then we can both lift the bench round at the end." Tom countered.

"OK, if you don't mind doing most of the work."

"No problem. You'll have plenty to do later helping move all the stuff around in the workshop."

It didn't take Tom long to get the boxes moved and the two of them managed well enough with the heavy bench. Then they spent a few moments contemplating where all the stuff was going to go.

"I think I want the bench there, under the window so I can get the best light for working. We'll have to move that bookcase to the side. Then we can clear all the junk out and I should have plenty of space for my tools."

Tom nodded his agreement and Nikki was already bounding over to the offending item and trying to push it to the side. It was a big old, solid wood, bookcase and she was obviously surprised by how heavy it was. It didn't move at all on her first push so she leant into it was more force as Tom walked over ready to help.

It suddenly shifted enough that the sudden movement caused Nikki to stumble. As she half-fell it began to topple over on top of her. 

"Look out!" Tom shouted and then his reflexes took over. He just managed to grab onto her sweater and pull her out of the way as it fell over. Although he pulled her away, he was left in its path and it had enough momentum by this time that he was unable to stop it from crashing down on top of him.

The next thing he knew, he was lying on the hard concrete floor with his right arm and leg pinned under the weighty furniture. And it hurt!

"Ow!" He groaned. He tried to slide himself free but that made two things obvious: he was trapped, and trying to move was very painful.

"Oh my God!" Nikki cried. "Are you OK? Let me try to help."

She managed to take enough weight off that Tom was able to wriggle himself free. He sat up but the relief of being released quickly turned worry when he realised that he couldn't move either of his injured limbs. 

An element of shock must have kicked in because the pain wasn't too bad.

"Um, I think you'll have to call an ambulance because I can't move my arm or my leg."

"Shit Tom. I'm so sorry. I'll call them. Just sit tight." She dug out her phone and started dialling. 

"Yeah, like I'm gonna be doing anything else." He mumbled.

-

Fortunately, the X-rays showed that nothing was broken; just badly bruised. Tom was soon discharged with a crutch, some strong painkillers and instructions to "rest, ice and elevate". 

Nikki had stayed with him and insisted on paying for the cab home. Tom tried to dispel her guilt but was only partly successful. 

He hobbled through his front-door, which Nikki held open for him. He could just about walk using the crutch with his left arm but every step hurt and he was glad to collapse (not too quickly) onto his sofa. 

Tom couldn't think of anything to say and Nikki obviously wanted to help but didn't know what to do. 

"How about I make you some lunch? You must be hungry." She offered. 

Now that she mentioned it, Tom realised that he was starving. 

"Sounds good." He enthused. But then he remembered that he hadn't had time to go to the shops. In fact, he'd been living off junk food while he got his project finished so a good meal really was just what the doctor ordered.

"I don't think I've got any food in though." He admitted.

"Well, I guess I owe you at least a meal after your heroics last weekend so why don't you relax while I go to the supermarket?"

Tom wasn't sure she'd done her arithmetic correctly; as far as he could work out, he'd cooked her breakfast, she'd paid for pizza and then her parents had bought him lunch. So, if anything, he owed her a meal but he certainly wasn't going to argue with her and there was no way he could make it to the shops in his current condition so he just said: "Thanks, that would be perfect."

"Do you need me to get you anything else while I'm there? I'll try to get a few meals' worth of food; I don't think you'll be going anywhere for a bit."

Tom managed a smile. "I think you're right. But I'm pretty well stocked apart from food so that should be all I need. Here, take my house key so I don't have to get up to let you back in."

He flung her the key and she caught it nimbly. 

"OK, see you soon then." She seemed happier now that she'd found a way to help and left with some of the morning's bounciness returned.

-

Tom felt a little better with some bacon sandwiches inside him. And Nikki did a good job of distracting him with her company all afternoon. Tom asked to see some of her jewellery and she fetched a box from the workshop that contained some finished pieces. 

Tom was really impressed. Most of the work was in silver, with precious and semi-precious stones set in places. Some were just abstract shapes but others had animal themes. Tom's personal favourite was a butterfly broach with incredibly delicate wings studded with stones that added a subtle suggestion of colour to them. 




Falling for a Stranger Ch. 04



"You'll have to show me how you make them when I can make it out to the workshop again." Tom was genuinely interested.

"Sure, there's not much to it really, just a few techniques. The important thing is practice. It took me ages before I could get the ideas from my head and into reality. And I've had to get pretty handy with a blowtorch!"

-

Nikki cooked some nice steaks for dinner and joked that he could get used to having her waiting on him all the time.

"Now you know how I felt last weekend." Nikki replied. "It is rather nice to have someone look after you for a change isn't it?"

"It sure is. But some things you just have to do for yourself and I think it's time for me to head to the little boys' room which definitely fits into that category!"

But Tom's leg and arm had really stiffened up now and, even with the painkillers he was taking, he couldn't suppress a groan as he tried to get up.

Nikki appeared by his side and gave him a hand. "You OK?" There was concern in her voice. 

"Yeah, just really stiff now."

"Well, some wise man once told me that the best thing for that it is a nice hot bath."

"Huh, he must have been wise. That does sound like a good idea but did he also tell you how to get into one with a leg that won't bend?" Tom replied.

"No, but I'm sure he would have told you to let me help you." And then, with a hint of playfulness in her voice: "Don't tell me you're going to get all shy on me now. I've seen it all before you know."

Tom smiled. "I know you have but this wasn't exactly how I planned to repeat the exhibition. Help me upstairs then."

Tom loosened up a little as he moved a bit. Nikki only had to give him a little support on the way. She waited for him outside the bathroom while he started the bath running and emptied his bladder.

-

With the bath suitably filled, then came the delicate process of getting him undressed. First, Nikki helped him off with his T-shirt. This was something that Tom probably could have managed by himself -- although it would have been tricky with only one bending arm -- but they both needed to ease themselves into the situation, and this was a good starting-point. Despite his injured state, Nikki couldn't resist allowing her hands to brush against his torso more than was strictly necessary for the task.

Nikki didn't want to mess this up. Things had been going so well between them, albeit after an admittedly unorthodox start. She'd been a little apprehensive that there would be some awkwardness between them after having been so close so quickly and then spending the week apart but she'd been delighted to find the same comfortable feeling between them right from the moment he'd stumbled out of the house to meet her this morning. 

This all went to confirm in her eyes just how hard she was falling for Tom and she didn't want to blow it by spooking him. It was bad enough that she'd put him in hospital, although he was being very good about the whole thing. 

"If I recall, correctly." If in doubt, make light of the situation. "You owe me a striptease". Had she really done that for him the other night? "And, since you're not exactly in any state to deliver, I'm going to just have to help myself."

Fortunately, Tom chuckled at this. "Do your worst, I'm powerless to resist." He replied with only a hint of exaggeration. 

Nikki deftly unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. Actually, this went surprisingly well considering that she was usually terribly clumsy when it came to undressing men. Perhaps it's an omen, she thought, half seriously. 

She slid them down his legs, managing to limit her wandering fingers to only the briefest contact with his buttocks on the way. Tom struggled to try to stand on one leg so she could slip them past his feet but it quickly became obvious that this was too much for his battered leg and he had to perch on the side of the bath in order to get the job done.

"Not quite as sexy as your striptease." Tom pointed out.

"Glad you liked it. Oh well, I'll just have to make do with what I can get." She replied pointedly staring at his crotch. This brought a laugh from Tom.

"Help yourself, it's all yours." 

"Don't mind if I do. Come here then." She grabbed the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down his legs as he lifted his bum off the bath to help her. 

She resisted the urge to spend too much time ogling his, now exposed, cock. After all, as she'd told him earlier, she'd seen it all before. The fact that, last time she'd seen it, he'd been busy feeding it into her waiting mouth was something she'd not felt the need to remind him of.

Now came the serious task of getting Tom safely into the bath. With a bit of grimacing in pain and lots of physical (and a little mental) support from Nikki, Tom got himself seated in the warm water. Having to keep his leg straight meant that he couldn't get much of his body under but he could already feel his knee loosening up a little. 

"Ahh, that's better." He sighed. 

"Worth all the effort then?" Nikki replied. "I don't think I'll be getting a job as a nurse any time soon." 

"Well you can't quit until you've washed my back and helped me out of here. After that, you can switch careers into something more suitable. Like demolition!" 

Nikki laughed and reached forward to splash him jokingly. Tom's reflex was to lurch backwards and this caused his arm to twinge painfully. 

"Sorry" Nikki was instantly apologetic. "I forgot."

"It's OK, so did I. I think I'm going to be doing a lot of that until it gets a bit less painful."

"How about I wash your back to make up for it?"

"Sounds good. The shower gel's up there." Tom pointed to the shelf up near the shower controls. 

Nikki reached it down and knelt closer to the edge of the bath. On consideration, she reached for the towel and folded it under her knees. 

"No sense us both being crippled". She explained.

"Fair point." Tom leaned forwards so she could reach his back.

Nikki hitched up the sleeves of her long-sleeved top and poured a little gel on her hands. She then leaned forwards and began working it into his back. She was enjoying the chance to let her fingers explore his muscles but her sleeves kept falling back down. A few times the tried to pull them back up with her teeth and then she had to get Tom to push them up but they refused to stay in place. 

"This is hopeless." She muttered, rinsing her hands off in the water. "It's gonna have to come off. Hope you don't mind."

"No objections from me. But I'm hardly in a position to comment, what with me being all naked and everything." 

Nikki smiled and dried her hands before pulling the offending article of clothing over her head. 

-

Tom thought he'd been doing a great job of keeping his thoughts clean. He'd actually been pretty relaxed about getting naked in front of Nikki. Despite the hiatus in their developing relationship, he still felt very comfortable in her presence. However, even in his painful state, he still couldn't quite keep his mind off how damned sexy she looked. Her hands on his back had felt fantastic and reminded him of how good it felt when she touched him. 

And now she had taken her top off. Tom could feel his manhood starting to swell slightly at the sight of her tight torso covered only in the flimsy material of her purple bra. He didn't really think it would be appropriate to develop a raging hard-on given that he was supposed to be an invalid and all but his cock didn't seem to know this and was already noticeably larger than a moment ago. 

"Would you like me to do your front?" Nikki asked, seemingly unaware of his predicament. 

"Er, sure" Tom replied, leaning back to give her access. He was a bit self-conscious of his swelling member but it wasn't too obvious just yet.

This time, she poured the gel straight onto his chest before slowly spreading it over his upper chest. 

Tom was in heaven. Not only did her hands feel fantastic sliding over his body, but he also got a great view of her pert breasts swaying in her bra as she leant over. Any thoughts he'd had about avoiding a full-blown erection were rapidly going out the window. He was nearly at full-length now and her fingers were working lower, towards his abdomen. He couldn't completely stifle a groan of pleasure as her hand slid low enough that it grazed the top of his thigh.

"Does that feel nice?" Tom thought he detected a slight huskiness to Nikki's voice. 

"Mmmm." He replied. Letting his eyes drift shut.

Tom was now officially rock-hard. He could feel how his straining length held itself out of the water. Nikki seemed to get the hint and her fingers were soon gently stroking his balls. Tom groaned again.

His eyes flew open as a large dollop of cool gel landed on his cock. Nikki, cunning beast that she was, had quietly used her other hand to surprise him with the application. 

"Too cold?" She was smiling slightly as she saw his reaction.

"No, just caught me off guard. Feels good actually." 

They both watched as, still working his balls with one hand, she extended the other and, very gently, began smothering the gel over his cock. 

The feeling was exquisite. Nikki was taking her time, almost tortuously in fact. Tom was transfixed as she trailed a digit along the full length of him. A wet trail of gel spreading out and dripping off the sides of his straining erection.

"Jesus, that feels good." Tom exclaimed.

"I thought it might. At least this is one bit of swelling I can do something about." She was smiling.

Tom couldn't think of a good reply to that and, anyway, talking wasn't ranking high up on his list of stuff to concentrate on right now. In fact, even fundamental survival requirements like breathing were getting alarmingly hard to keep ticking over as the sensations from her skilled hands threatened to block out everything else. 

She was moving up a gear now, wrapping her whole hand around his cock and working it up and down the full length of him. As she slid up and down, she twisted her wrist slightly, enhancing the sensations even more. All the time, her other hand kept up the gentle teasing on his balls. 

Tom reflexively tried to raise his hips towards her but this brought a shot of pain from his knee that made him wince a little.

"Steady." Nikki chastised. "Let me do all the work."

Tom relaxed back and did as instructed. She seemed to have everything completely under control without any help from him anyway.

The warm water, shower gel and her talented hands all seemed to blur into one sensation that surrounded him and built the foundations of a massive orgasm. 

She tightened her grip even more, the lubrication from the gel allowing her to squeeze tighter than would have been comfortable otherwise, and Tom could feel his balls pull up tight towards his body as he got close to a bone-shattering orgasm. 

"Oh God." Tom muttered. He looked at Nikki as she concentrated on her work. She looked so sexy with her chest flushed from her exertions and her perky breasts swaying as she worked his pole. 

"Cum for me." She breathed and that was enough to send him over the edge. His cock exploded streams of cum all up his chest and his body was racked with spasms. 

Fortunately, the endorphin-rush of the huge climax numbed him from any pain in his arm and leg as he shook. 

The aftershocks of orgasm lasted a long time and Nikki kept up a gentle stroking on him as he came down gently. 

It was a while before he was able to speak and, when he could, he only managed a: "wow."

"That was pretty intense!" Nikki said. "You OK?"

"Damn right I am." Tom replied with feeling. And then added on a lighter note: "Just as long as OK doesn't have to include being able to move or anything. It's just as well the bath's not deeper. I don't think I could hold myself up enough to save me from drowning!"

Nikki laughed and began carefully washing him clean. When she'd finished, he was feeling stronger again.

"I'd better get out while I've got the energy." He announced.

Nikki helped him get out and patted him dry. She let him dry his injured arm and leg because she didn't want to hurt him. 

After that, she helped him to the bedroom where he collapsed on the bed. The exertions of the day were taking its toll on Tom and he was soon drifting (very unsociably) towards sleep. 

As he was slipping away, he felt the welcome presence of Nikki spooning behind him. She put her arm around him and whispered in his ear: "Do you want me to stay with you?"

In response, he pulled her arm around him and gently kissed her hand before falling into a deep sleep.



Falling for a Stranger Ch. 05



Tom could sense her presence behind him as he woke. He wasn't sure if it was her smell, the extra warmth she provided or the way the mattress bowed differently with their combined weight but he didn't need to roll over to know she was there. 

But he rolled over anyway because he wanted to see her. The pain that shot through his injured arm and leg at the movement reminded him rudely of why she was there -- at least part of the reason anyway -- and he only just managed to stifle a groan. 

It was worth it to get the chance to watch her as she slept. She was beautiful. Tom loved the way her hair was slightly tousled and the teasing glimpse he got of the top of her naked breasts where they peeked out from the duvet. Evidently, she had stripped off sometime after he'd fallen asleep. It only seemed fair considering his own nakedness. He liked a girl with a good sense of equality. 

She looked so peaceful sleeping there that he didn't want to wake her but a bathroom break was in order which meant trying to make it out of bed by himself. Unfortunately, it seemed that a good night's sleep had done nothing to ease the pain in his joints. If anything, they were worse. 

After a few moments of struggling unsuccessfully to get out of bed quietly Nikki stirred, stretched and said: "Morning you. Where do you think you're going on your own?"

"Hey sleepy-head. I was trying to go to the bathroom but it looks like I'm actually going nowhere fast."

"Hang on, I'll give you a hand."

She sat up and Tom got an eye-full of her amazing torso when the duvet slid off her. She didn't seem shy when she caught him looking but she reached for an old T-shirt of his that he sometimes wore to sleep in and slipped it on. 

"Don't want to distract you too much." She said by way of explanation. 

"Probably for the best." Tom agreed. "You have the ability to be very distracting when you want to be."

She smiled and stood up. Tom had been wrong; she hadn't been completely naked after all. She was still wearing a purple thong which Tom guessed would have matched the bra he'd seen her wearing yesterday. 

She came to stand in front of him and Tom thought for a moment that he might still be asleep and dreaming. His T-shirt was hanging against her curves and, although it covered her, the old material was beginning to wear thin so he could see hints of flesh through it. Her nipples were clearly visible if he looked closely enough and, as he looked, they began to harden. The fact that the garment was short enough that it only just covered her hips meant that any movement gave him flash-frame snapshots of her thong. 

"On second, thoughts." Tom said. "You are very distracting pretty much all the time."

In response, Nikki got that wicked glint in her eyes. 

"Do you like looking at me?" She asked in a sultry voice while her hands strayed to the hem of the T-shirt. 

"God yeah." Tom replied. He knew it was a rhetorical question and, even if it hadn't been, his gently swelling cock would have answered for him as she began to raise the hem above her tight navel.

"You like?" She continued as the turned around for him and rocked her hips slowly to work her thong-parted buttocks for him.

"Uh huh." Was all Tom could manage.

She continued her twirl until she was facing him again. Her hands were higher now and she was caressing the bottoms of her breasts where they were exposed under the T-shirt. 

"Then you'd better be a good boy and you might get to see some more later." She said and let her hands (and the T-shirt) drop back down with a naughty grin.

"Tease." Tom accused.

Nikki smiled. "I guess I am. But I never noticed before." Her voice took on a more serious tone. "I've never wanted to do stuff like this with anyone else. I don't know what it is with you but you make me feel so sexy."

Tom was moved. "You should. You are the most sexy creature I've ever seen."

They held eye contact for a moment before Tom lightened the mood with a laugh and: "I would normally kiss you after saying something like that, but I can't stand up!"

Nikki laughed too. "There's all the incentive I need to help."

She gave him her arm and he was able to pull himself upright. Without letting go, he pulled her close enough that he could kiss her and then they held each other for a moment while Tom got his balance. 

Once he got moving, he loosened up a little and was able to manage the last few steps to the bathroom unassisted. Nikki returned to the bedroom.

He made it most of the way back by himself and found her re-dressed in her clothes from yesterday. 

"I'll help you downstairs and get you some breakfast then I'll pop back home to shower and change." She said.

"Err, I think you're forgetting something first." Tom indicated his state of undress with a dramatic flourish of the hand. 

"I was hoping you wouldn't notice." Nikki answered with a grin. "Oh well, I guess I can help you put some clothes on then." Mock sulky face.

A combination of swearing, hopping and perching on the bed finally saw Tom dressed again and Nikki helped him downstairs and onto the sofa. 

As promised, she then fetched him some breakfast which Tom happily tucked into while she was putting her shoes on.

"I'm going to head back home for a bit now." She announced. "Will you be OK for a few hours?" 

"Sure, I'll be fine." Tom said. "Can you pass me my laptop before you go? I should be fine here for a while. I'm sure you've got better things to do than look after me."

"Well, I've got a few things I need to sort out at home. It's been a busy week so I've put a few things off. I'll come back this evening if that's OK. Will you be able to cope until then?"

"No problem. Take my spare house key, it's on the side there." Tom indicated the sideboard. "Then I won't have to get up to let you in."

"OK, if you need anything at all, just give me a call. I don't want you hurting yourself even more."

"I will. See you later." Tom blew her a kiss which made her smile and return the gesture.

Then she was gone.

-

Tom was startled by the front door opening. He'd been deep in some coding and hadn't noticed the time. In fact, he'd hardly moved since Nikki had left that morning.

"Hello." She announced cheerfully. "How's my invalid?"

"I'm doing OK. Actually, I didn't notice how late it was getting. I tend to get a bit lost when I get stuck into a bit of software."

"You're not working are you? Surely you put in enough hours last week." Nikki asked.

"It's not for work; just something I'm trying out for myself." Tom explained. "I had this idea for a bit of software to help medical companies keep track of their supplies and stuff. I wanted to see if I could get a prototype working and see if anyone's interested in buying it."

"Sounds like work to me!" Nikki laughed. "But it's good that you found something to keep yourself busy. I felt a bit guilty leaving you."

"Don't worry about it. You've already helped me plenty." Then Tom slapped his forehead (with his good hand) and added in a pained voice: "Doh, I mean: yeah, I've had a terrible day, how could you possibly leave me like that. You'll have to work really hard to make it up to me."

Nikki laughed again. "You'll have to work on that whole guilt-tripping me into sexual favours thing, you've not quite got it perfected."

"Oh well, worth a go." Tom was smiling too.

"But I will make you some dinner if you like." Nikki gestured to a grocery bag she was carrying.

"Great idea, I guess I forgot about lunch." 

"How do you manage without me?" 

"I'm beginning to wonder. What's on the menu?"

"Chicken casserole. Family recipe. But, since you're hungry and it'll take a while to cook, we can have dessert first if you like. I've got this great microwaved golden syrup sponge pudding recipe. It only takes a few moments."

"Yum, that sounds great. Can I do anything to help?"

"Well, I could bring you some veg to chop for the casserole while I do the pudding. That would be a good."

"Sounds like a plan."

Tom got busy chopping away while Nikki worked in the kitchen. It was a bit of a struggle having to do most of the work with his left hand but he managed well enough. It wasn't long before the magical smell of sweet foods drifted through to him, making his stomach rumble in anticipation. 

Nikki came back to collect the veg he'd chopped and added some frying sounds to the smells coming from the kitchen. Tom heard the microwave beep and Nikki popped her head back around the door.

"I'll give it a moment to cool - I always burn my mouth on it -- and finish off getting the casserole in the oven. Only be a mo."

She disappeared again before Tom could reply. When she returned, she held a plate with a glass bowl full of delicious-looking, steaming pudding. She sat next to him and said: "Now for the difficult bit."

She inverted the bowl over the plate and tapped it until the pudding dropped.

"Good work." Tom praised as she lifted the bowl clear.

They both tucked in with gusto and it didn't take long to clear the plate.

"That should keep the wolf from the door for an hour or so until the main course is ready." Nikki mused.

"Yep, good idea. And great pudding." Tom agreed. 

"Glad you liked it. It's good to have someone to share it with. It's a bit much for one and the recipe doesn't really work too well if you make it any smaller."

"Any time."

-

Tom was just building up an appetite again by the time the casserole was ready and he was able to gobble down a big portion of that too before lying back on the sofa rubbing his bulging stomach contentedly.

Nikki took that as a sign that he'd enjoyed the meal but she was a sucker for compliments so she asked him anyway: "Was that alright then?"

"Fantastic. I think I needed that."

"So, are you ready for desert then?" Nikki asked.

Tom was confused for a moment but when he looked over at Nikki, and saw that she was spreading the top of her blouse open and gently caressing the exposed tops of her breasts, he realised what she meant. 

His face must have been priceless because Nikki burst out laughing. 

"Well, I did tell you that you might get to see more if you were a good boy." She undid another button; enough that Tom could now see the top of her lacy white bra. "And I dressed-up specially." She added.

"Mmm, I think you might be even tastier than your cooking!" Tom replied.

In response, Nikki stood up and sashayed over to him. He took in her long legs and shapely thighs under her black skirt which hung loosely to just above her knees. She sat on the coffee table in front of him, with her knees slightly spread, and leaned over slightly so that he could see even more of her cleavage. 

"Don't know what's gotten into me; I've been thinking about this all day." Nikki confided. "I hope you don't think I'm too much of a slut!"

"Actually, I was thinking that I can't believe my luck." Tom admitted. "I guess I must have done something good in a past life!"

Nikki smiled. "Well, you're not going to get too lucky with your leg the way it is so don't get your hopes up too much. But I kinda wanted to explore my new-found urge to tease you. Can you handle that?"

"I promise I'll beg for mercy if it all gets too much for me." Tom replied with a smile.

Nikki slowly untucked the blouse from the waistband of her skirt and began unbuttoning upwards until the only remaining fastener was directly between her breasts. Then she arched her back slightly so that they strained against the material.

One hand began gentle circles around her tight stomach while the other moved down to lift up the hem of her skirt until it was bunched up to mid-thigh.

"How am I doing?" She asked.

"God you look hot." Tom said with feeling. He was already having to adjust his jeans to accommodate his swollen member.

Nikki smiled. "Would you like to see a bit more then?"

"Let me think. Err, yes?" Tom pretended to sound unsure.

"I thought you might." Nikki undid the final button and let her blouse slide off her shoulders leaving just her lacy white bra. Her skin had slight goose-bumps from being exposed to the air and her nipples were clearly visible poking at the thin fabric.

After giving Tom a moment to take in the view, Nikki's hands again shifted her skirt higher until Tom was able to see the tops of her black stockings. The material was gathered hanging between her legs which were now splayed wide apart and Tom could see enough of her legs to know that she was either wearing a thong or nothing at all.

She trailed her fingers along the exposed length of her thighs shivering slightly with the touch. 

After a moment, she looked up to make eye-contact with him. Tom could see the heat in her eyes as she reached behind herself to unhook her bra. She continued to watch his eyes as she slowly peeled the garment away from her pert breasts. She was getting seriously turned on and, seeing the hunger in his gaze as she exposed herself to him was fueling her ardour even more. 

Her nipples were almost painfully erect and ached to be touched. She let her hands rise to tease them for a moment before pinching them gently and rolling the tight buds between the finger and thumb of each hand.

Tom was mesmerised by the show but Nikki needed more. Her pussy was soaked-through and needed some attention. Standing, she turned around and bent over slightly as she lifted the skirt high above her waist. Tom's guess had been right: she was wearing a lacy white thong to match the already discarded bra.

After unclasping the side of the skirt, Nikki was able to lift it over her head. An unconventional way to remove it but it meant that Tom's view of her perfect cheeks was uninterrupted.

Turning back to face him, Nikki was now left wearing her black hold-up stockings and the tiny thong. 

She again sat on the table, spreading her legs obscenely wide. Tom could clearly make out the shape of her mound under the tight-fitting underwear and there was a growing wet-patch where her juices had soaked through. 

Nikki slid her fingers over her mons and moaned at the sensation.

"God, I'm so wet." She announced. "I was meant to be teasing you but it seems to be backfiring a bit."

"Believe me, I'm feeling the effects too." Tom nodded towards his straining crotch. 

Nikki's fingers were working their way inside her panties now and she was leaning back, closing her eyes as she started getting to work on her wet snatch. 

"Feels so good." Her voice was breathless. "I wish I could ride you."

Tom was sorely tempted to let her try but he couldn't see it staying sexy through the pain so he had to go for second-best: "My tongue's still in business." He offered.

Nikki's eyes opened and met his as she considered. "You sure?" He could see her desire tempered by her fear of hurting him.

"Just don't lean on my leg and I'll be fine." Tom said. "In fact, I'll be more than fine. Get over here."

Nikki stood and quickly removed her thong. She paused for a moment to work out the best position, then made the decision. She straddled him, facing away, being careful to keep well clear of his injured leg. Then, she leaned forwards until she could rest her elbows on the coffee table. 

The table was lower than the sofa which meant her hips were raised and Tom was presented with a glorious view of her pussy. Her lips were swollen and spread wide. Tom could see them literally dripping with her juices. The scent of her sex was intoxicating as he leaned forwards towards her. 

He stopped an inch away and inhaled her musky odour. As he breathed out, she shivered as his breath tickled her sensitive lips. He was just about to taste his prize when he had an idea. With his good hand, he reached past Nikki and took the bowl that had contained the pudding. 

"What are you doing?" Nikki was more impatient than curious. 

"Well, you did say that you were dessert." Tom explained as he scooped two fingers into the bowl, coating them in the sticky syrup that remained. Then, he trailed them down the full length of her slit. 

Nikki groaned and bucked her hips towards him to try to get more pressure against his hand. Tom spread her lips and worked the sweet mixture around her pussy. The combination of the sticky syrup and her slick juices mingled together. Tom couldn't resist bringing his fingers into his mouth to taste. 

Having sampled the goods, Tom needed a proper portion so he finally leaned in and ran his tongue gently across her lips.

"Yessss." Nikki was getting past the point of coherent speech now. Tom knew her well enough to know that she needed him to start bringing her off now and he got to work lashing his tongue against her clit. Every few, strokes, he'd slide his tongue into her slit before returning back to her sensitive button. 

It was all Nikki could do to keep herself in position. She was clinging to the table for dear life as the first shocks of orgasm shook her. But, there was more to come; she could feel it. The waves were getting bigger and closer together and she just needed to feel something inside her to send her completely over the edge. 

"Finger... please." Was all she was able to manage but Tom got the hint and started working a finger into her eager snatch. He soon added a second and was just beginning to slip a third in when Nikki exploded. 

Tom could feel her pussy contracting around his fingers and her juices were dribbling down his chin as her body shook uncontrollably. She bumped his sore knee a couple of times but Tom bit his lip so as not to ruin the moment. 

Not that Nikki would have noticed at that point if he'd screamed the house down. As her fully-body tremors subsided she sagged her head down onto the table, barely able to hold herself up but lacking the strength to move. 

Tom lazily worked a lone finger around her quivering lips. He avoided her clit which was clearly over-sensitised for the moment but she seemed to be appreciating the sensations as she came down. 

"I'll move in a minute." She was still a little breathless. "Just let me recover a bit."

"No hurry." Tom replied. "I'm enjoying the view." 

"I can imagine." Nikki chuckled. She managed to prop herself up on her hands. After a quick pause to check her balance, she swung a leg back over him and dismounted before collapsing in a more conventional position on the sofa. 

She was a picture of post-coital exhaustion; her hair was matted against her forehead and her skin was slick with sweat from her exertions. She caught Tom watching her and managed a smile. 

"Sorry I'm a bit of a state. You've got a habit of giving me a serious work-out." Nikki explained. 

"Perhaps I should consider becoming a personal trainer." Tom mused. 

"I'm sure you'd make a fortune with that kind of fitness regime. And that's just from me." Nikki replied. "I might pop in the shower if that's OK?"

"Sure, I was going to see if I can manage one myself later anyway. Are you up to giving me a hand?" 

Nikki glanced at the bulge that was still visible at Tom's crotch as if to acknowledge the other possible meaning of his remark. "I think I can handle that."

-

They had to help each other upstairs but they managed. Nikki got into the shower first and held out her hand to help Tom in beside her. 

Tom was glad he had invested in a large power-shower The spray was wide enough that they could both get good coverage, so long as they stood close together, which was fine with Tom. 

Tom stood with his painful right-side away from Nikki to avoid any accidental knocks and because the jet of hot water was a little uncomfortable on his bruised skin. Nikki had adopted a stance with a leg either side of his. Her breasts regularly grazed against his arm as she leaned back to allow the water to fall on the top of her chest and her neatly trimmed bush brushed gently against his upper thigh. 




Falling for a Stranger Ch. 05



Tom's erection had never really gone away from their earlier activities and now it was rock-hard and throbbing. He wasn't the only one that was turned-on. Nikki had fully recovered from her orgasm and was enjoying the slippery contact between their bodies.

Remembering the day before, she reached for the shower gel and raised an eye-brow at Tom. He smiled and nodded his approval. Nikki disengaged slightly and turned around. 

"Do my back?" She requested and squeezed a generous amount of the gel over her shoulder. Tom used his good hand to soap her back and worked lower until he was lathering up her buttocks eagerly. On impulse, he allowed a finger to slip between them and slide against her ass-hole. 

She moaned softly and rolled her hips back against him for a moment before turning back around. "Cheeky!" She pretended to chastise him. 

Tom smiled back at her. "Got to make sure you're clean everywhere." 

"Of course." Nikki was pressing the full length of her front against his left side again and her mouth was very close to his. "You'd better rinse me off too."

Tom reached around her with his left hand and wiped away the suds under the spray. This meant that he was effectively pulling Nikki against him and he could now feel her pussy lips mashed against his thigh. Nikki began rocking her hips against his leg and leaned her head forwards to kiss him firmly. 

He grabbed her rump and pulled her even harder against him. Nikki moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his back add her strength to their union. 

After a few moments, she broke their kiss and leaned her body back to pour gel across the tops of both of their chests. All the time, she kept working her hips against his leg. She was breathing hard now as she replaced the bottle and began working the soap around her wet breasts before leaning back against him.

Her entire body was now one slippery mess as she rubbed herself against him. Her left hand worked the gel down Tom's chest and over his stomach. Without standing on ceremony, she continued downwards and grasped his straining cock firmly.

Now it was Tom's turn to gasp as she began working his meat.

"So good." He muttered as she jerked him off. "Can't last long." It was getting hard to speak now.

"Me.. too.." Nikki managed between gasps for air. 

Their lips met again and Tom could feel Nikki's body begin to tremble as he felt his balls pull tight to his body. He again slid a probing finger between her buttocks and gently massaged the combined soap, sweat and water against her tight ring-piece. 

Nikki grunted against his lips and he felt her reach her right hand around under his ass to alternate between ticking his balls and teasing his own ass-hole. 

That was enough to set him off and his cock exploded streams of cum against the glass. Nikki too went off like a bomb and Tom could feel her spasming against him. 

Standing was suddenly very hard work but they leaned against each other for support as they breathed heavily. Eventually, they regained enough composure to rinse off and struggle into the bedroom each wrapped in a towel. 

They collapsed down on the bed and lay there, not caring if they were making the bed wet. 

After a while, Tom sighed. "That's got to be the best shower I've ever had."

There was no reply; Nikki was already fast asleep.



Falling for a Stranger Ch. 06



Well, you may have noticed that this chapter has been a long while in the making! I got a bit of writer's block. I guess that's what happens when you start a story and don't have a clue how it's going to end. Anyway, I finally got round to finishing it. It might not be the best ending, but it is, at least, an ending. No doubt, original followers of this story will have long since got bored and stopped looking out for new chapters. So, if you are reading this, I suspect you may be new to the series. If so, I recommend that you start from the beginning as it will all make a lot more sense. Hope you enjoy.

*****

Nikki had been awake for a while. Being in an unfamiliar bed had made her sleep more lightly than usual and the sun coming in though the curtains had roused her. But she didn't mind. She enjoyed watching Tom while he slept. 

Tom's mobile started to buzz on the bedside table and she moved to try to grab it before it woke him up. But he was already stirring.

He groaned and mumbled something unintelligible that Nikki was able to translate roughly as: "Who the bloody hell's phoning me at this time in the morning?"

He tried to grab the device with his right hand, cursed as he was reacquainted with his injuries, and grabbed it with his left.

He glanced at the screen before putting it to his ear. 

"This had bloody better be good Paul." He mumbled.

Nikki listened to one side of the conversation which went something along the lines of:

"What today? Can't it wait until tomorrow?"

"Why can't Sam fix it?"

"Bloody useless. Can't I just log in from here?"

"Oh, I should have guessed." 

"What time's my flight?"

"What! You're not giving me much time here Paul."

"Fine, I'll call you when I get there. I'd better be getting a bonus this year."

"Yeah, right." 

With that, Tom hung up and slumped back onto the bed.

"Bollocks!"

"That didn't sound good." Nikki offered. 

"No, it wasn't. That was my boss. One of our biggest clients has been having major IT problems. Their tech guys have been in all weekend trying to fix the problem. They've traced it back to a bug in our software. As you can imagine, they're not happy. They guy who wrote that code was rubbish. I'm always having to go back and fix his bugs."

"Where is it?" Nikki asked.

"Geneva."

"GENEVA. Like, Geneva in Switzerland?"

"Yup, the same. And because they're a bank, their servers are all locked down so I can't even log in from here to fix it."

"Shit, when do you leave?" 

"He's arranged a car to pick me up in an hour."

"Wow, that's cutting it a bit fine. How long will you be gone?"

"I don't know. Paul's told me to upgrade them to a newer version of the software because we've fixed loads of bugs. They never want to take their servers down to upgrade so they're a bit behind with the releases. This seems like a good time to get it done."

"That doesn't sound too bad." Nikki was trying to be optimistic but she suspected that there was more to it than that or Tom wouldn't be so pissed off. 

"Unfortunately, the last time they did an upgrade, it took over a week before everything was running smoothly again. I should be able to get most stuff working for them pretty quickly but the subtle details can take a bit of sorting out. Then I've got train them up to make sure they know how all the new bits work."

"Oh." Nikki couldn't think of anything helpful to say.

"My thoughts exactly." Tom replied. "At least my arm and leg are feeling a bit better today."

He experimentally flexed his injured limbs. Nikki could see that the bruising was turning yellow which made it look worse but usually means things are on the mend.

"I'd better get packing then." Tom sighed and lumbered towards the bathroom.

Nikki tried to help as much as she could. Tom was more capable today but he still needed a hand with getting a bag down from the attic and a few other small things. 

She decided that she'd outlived her usefulness and decided to head home. 

"I'm really sorry about this." Tom said. 

"Nothing to be sorry about." Nikki reassured him. "It's not like I'd cancelled anything in my diary to look after you."

"I guess I'm not great company at the moment anyway. I promise that, when I get back, we'll go on a proper date or something."

Nikki laughed. "I guess we kinda missed out that stage! That sounds like a great idea, I'll hold you to that promise. I hope it all goes OK in Geneva." She leaned forwards to kiss him goodbye. She'd intended just a quick kiss, not wanting to seem too clingy but he drew her into a long embrace with his good arm and she didn't resist. 

"Is it wrong that I'm going to miss you?" Tom asked.

"Probably, but I think I'm going to miss you too." Nikki agreed. "Better sort them out quickly so you can get back sooner!"

Tom laughed. "Why didn't I think of that?"

-

Nikki watched from her window as Tom struggled his bag into the car and was driven off. She'd promised herself that she wouldn't but she couldn't help getting one last glimpse of him before he left. 

She'd not been altogether truthful with Tom about cancelling her plans. She had planned to meet up with a friend for drinks the night before but had called her to cancel once it became clear that Tom was going to need looking after. 

That wasn't strictly true either: he didn't really need looking after. She knew that he would have told her to go and enjoy herself if he'd known and he would have managed for the evening by himself but Nikki had wanted to spend time with him.

Nikki's mind was still trying to catch up with the speed at which the physical and emotional sides of their relationship had developed. In many ways, when they were together, it felt so relaxed and easy that they could have been a couple for years. Except, that is, for the fact that she was struggling to keep her hands off him at every available moment. 

But, when she was back on her own like now, the familiar symptoms of early-relationship nerves started to creep in. She kept thinking that he would come to his senses soon and realise that it had all been a big mistake or she would do something stupid and blow it. The thing she was most afraid of was frightening him away by seeming too intense too soon. But, if anything, he was the one that seemed to be getting soppy. A fact that she found endearing and frightening at the same time.

She decided to give Rachel a call and invite her over to make up for last night and have a good girly chat. 

-

The doorbell rang and Nikki could tell it was Rachel even before she opened the door. Her striking blond hair was clearly visible through the frosted glass panel. 

Nikki had a bit of a girl-crush on Rachel. Nothing sexual, more like envy really. Her long blonde hair, perfect body and natural out-going charm meant that she was always the one getting the attention from men whenever they went out anywhere. But she had been a great friend to Nikki and was the perfect person to spend an afternoon with (if she couldn't have Tom that is).

Nikki opened the door and, as usual, Rachel was full of energy. You always got the impression that she was having to restrain herself from jumping up and down.

They hugged and Nikki lead the way through to the lounge. 

"You wanna drink?" She asked merrily.

"Sure, are we going for alcohol or keeping things sober?" Rachel replied.

"I was thinking about cracking open a bottle of white. You in?"

"Sounds good to me. A bit of wine in you might get your jaw loosened up and you might finally spill the beans on this bloke you've been seeing." 

"What makes you think I've been seeing anyone?" Nikki was on the defensive. 

"Oh, come on. It's obvious. You thought you were being all mysterious on the phone when you cancelled on me last night but I know you too well. It must be serious if you're keeping it quiet." Rachel was teasing her now.

"Well, now you mention it, I have kinda met someone."

"I knew it." Rachel clapped her hands together excitedly. "What's he like? How did you meet?"

Nikki talked her though the main details of how Tom had looked after her when she had her seizure and subsequently offered her the use of his shed to work in. She left out the intimate details but hinted that the physical side of their relationship was well advanced. 

"Wow, sounds like quite the fairy-tale." Rachel pouted. "Why can't that happen to me?" 

Nikki had to laugh. "Because men are too busy falling over themselves to get to you that they wouldn't be able to rescue you from a twisted-ankle let alone anything serious."

Rachel's bottom lip extended even further in mock outrage. "Huh, they only speak to me because they're too scared to come and speak to you."

"Well, perhaps you should try keeling over in the street and see if you hook yourself a Prince Charming."

Rachel pretended to give this serious consideration. Nikki rolled her eyes and grabbed the bottle to give them both a re-fill. 

-

Nikki insisted that Rachel stay for some food and they ordered a Chinese. Nikki was trying to decide if she could manage the last Sweet and Sour chicken ball when her mobile rang. 

The screen informed her that it was Tom and she hastily retreated to her bedroom so she could talk. She ignored Rachel's knowing smirk. 

"Hi! I didn't expect to hear from you so soon. How's it going?"

"Hi." Tom sounded less depressed than Nikki was expecting. "Everything's going remarkably well. After an hour of poking around, I discovered that it was not our fault after all. Turns out that the problem was with some of their software. As you can imagine, they were a bit embarrassed about it, especially given the fact that they called me out here."

"I can imagine. Does that mean you're coming back then?"

"Well, it seemed that I may as well upgrade our software anyway while I was there. It went better than I expected and it's all working now. I've just got to spend tomorrow training them up to use it and then I should be coming back." Tom said.

"Great, well that wasn't so bad then. You'd better start planning where you are going to take me out when you get back!" Nikki was only joking but it seemed that Tom was already a step ahead of her.

"Well, actually, that's partly why I'm calling. My contact here is pretty high up in the bank and he was feeling so mortified about how they'd treated us that he's been bending over backwards to make my stay as pleasant as possible. He's booked me into a really nice hotel, instead of the cheapy one that my company was paying for."

"Nice, always good to get upgraded." Nikki was still not sure where this was going.

"Yep, but that's not all. I laid it on a bit thick with him about how I'd been snatched away from the arms of a beautiful woman and all that - not my exact words but you get the idea - and he offered to fly you out here. Can you believe that? I thought he was joking but he's deadly serious. So, if you fancy a night in a really posh hotel then I've just got to let him know and he'll make it happen."

"Wow" Nikki didn't know what to say for a minute. 

"I know. It's a bit mental. No problems if you aren't up for it."

"No, I'm up for it. Why not? It's not everyday you get a free holiday. Even if it is just for one day."

"That's what I thought. I'll let him know. If you text me your email address then I can send you the details when it's arranged." Tom sounded relieved. 

"OK, sounds like a plan."

"Great, I'll see you tomorrow then! I've got to go now, I'm supposed to be meeting up with some of their tech guys for some food."

"OK, have fun."

"Thanks, sleep well." With that, Tom rang off.

Nikki took a couple of breaths to compose herself before returning to the lounge where Rachel was waiting with a "so?" expression. 

"You're not going to believe this..."

-

Nikki stepped through customs and scanned the crowd. As promised, she spotted her name being held aloft by an immaculately dressed young lady. Nikki approached and offered her hand. 

"Hi, I'm Nikki." She said by way of introduction. 

"Welcome to Geneva. I am Michelle." Her voice carried only a hint of an accent. "I have a car waiting to take you to the office. Do you need help with your bags?"

Nikki only had a small rucksack with her, given that she was only here for one night, even that seemed a little over-the-top. "I think I can manage." She suppressed a smile. 

Michelle lead her to the a very expensive-looking Mercedes and opened the door for her. Nikki got in and Michelle joined her on the back seat. The driver nodded politely to Nikki and Michelle rattled off some machine-gun-fast French. The driver nodded again and pulled away. 

Michelle exchanged a few standard pleasantries during the short ride but her demeanour was a little cold and Nikki got the feeling, despite the almost clinical politeness, that she was getting in the way of something more important.

The "office" was an imposing building; lots of glass and steel. She was escorted through a plush reception in an impressive atrium before being invited to sit while Michelle made a phone-call. 

"Mr Weiss will be with you in a moment." She announced before disappearing - no doubt returning to whatever task Nikki's arrival had interrupted. 

Before long, a middle-aged man in a sharp business suit was striding confidently towards her with his hand outstretched. As she took it, the man introduced himself.

"Hello, my name is Klaus Weiss I am the regional manager here please accept my apologies for taking Tom away from you." Despite the seriousness of his words, he said them with a smile and a wink that let her know that he was more fun than his job title might suggest.

Nikki returned his smile. "That's OK. It's very kind of you to fly me out here."

"No, no, it's the least I can do. Tom has been working very hard for us. We have been very impressed with him. Unfortunately though, he is teaching some of my people at the moment and he will not be finished for a few hours. I have taken the liberty of booking a table for you both at a restaurant for later. Perhaps you would like Michelle to take you shopping until then?"

Nikki wasn't really the shopping type and the prospect of spending time with the frosty Michelle didn't exactly fill her with enthusiasm but she didn't want to stick around waiting for hours so she nodded. "That would be very kind." She added.

Klaus smiled again. "Well, it was very nice to meet you, I hope you enjoy your stay."

"Bye, and thanks again." Nikki replied. 

Klaus was replaced with the now grinning Michelle. It was soon apparent what had brought on the change from coldly-professional to near-school-girl grinning. 

"Mr Weiss has given me the corporate credit card and told me to buy you anything you like - within reason of course." She practically gushed. "Do you have an outfit for dinner tonight?" 

It seemed that the shopping version of Michelle was going to be much more enjoyable company than the frosty version...

-

Tom was hungry. Tired and hungry. But, mostly hungry. He'd been working pretty hard for the last couple of days and working made him hungry. Especially when he'd only snacked for lunch. They'd offered him a proper lunch break but he wanted to get on with finishing the upgrade and then briefing the staff on the new version of the software so he could get finished at a reasonable time. 

It turned out that he made the right call because, no sooner had he finished (at about six-thirty) than he was told by Klaus that Nikki would be waiting for him at at restaurant at seven. He just had enough time to tidy up a few loose ends and grab his stuff before rushing out to the waiting car. 

He didn't even have time to go back to the hotel to change his clothes. He pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his collar to try to look a little less formal. But he opted to keep his jacket on when he saw how fancy the restaurant was. 

At least his injuries were healing up nicely now. Small areas of yellow and purple could still be seen on his leg and arm but it was mostly cosmetic now and he had full use of his limbs again.

The driver dropped him off outside with instructions to inform the maître d' when he wanted to be taken back to the hotel. 

So, with his stomach rumbling appreciatively at the fine food smells wafting towards him from the diners, Tom introduced himself to the maître d' and was led to his table. 

It took him a moment to recognise Nikki. As they approached the table, she was sitting with her back to them, gently sipping on a cocktail. Even facing away from him, Tom felt he should have been able to pick her out in a crowd. It was just that he hadn't been expecting someone so glamorous.

He'd briefly noticed an elegant, backless, black dress and carried on looking ahead trying to find their table. But the waiter stopped and pulled out the chair for him. That was when he realised it was her and had to pause for a moment to pick his jaw off the floor. 

Nikki turned and flashed him a dazzling smile as she put down her cocktail and half-rose to greet him. It was almost as if she was about to give him a hug before realising that it probably wasn't quite the right thing to do in their current surroundings.  

The front view was just as impressive. She looked like something from a red-carpet somewhere. The neckline wasn't quite as daring in the front as it was at the back but it showed a hint of cleavage and the way her breasts moved confirmed the lack of any bra. 

Her hair was immaculately cascaded around her shoulders and the look was completed by what Tom guessed was one of her own necklaces. Although it was made of silver, the delicate butterfly perched on her upper chest was so life-like that it seemed about to fly off any moment. 

Tom took her hand has he stumbled into his seat. 

"Wow." He managed. "You're certainly a sight for sore eyes."

She beamed in response, almost in relief. Although, looking like that, Tom couldn't imagine that she could have had any doubts about how good she looked. 

"It's really good to see you." He added. 

"It's good to see you too Tom." She smiled to underline the response. "I gather you've been working hard."

Then, she turned her nose upwards in mock snootiness and added: "I, on the other hand, have been shopping. You like?" She gestured towards her dress.

"Uh, does the Pope shit in the woods?" Then he grimaced. "I'd better not say that here, we're a bit too close to the Vatican." Tom leaned forwards and whispered. "He might hear us!"

Nikki giggled. 

"Don't worry, I think we'll be alright." 

The waiter arrived as if by magic to take their order and Tom was soon relaxing with a cold beer whilst they waited for their food to arrive.

"So, are you all finished up then?" Nikki inquired.

"Yep, I think they can manage without me now. It's been pretty intense but not as bad as I thought it was going to be." Tom mused. "And then there are the perks, like getting you flown out here."

"Oh right, so I'm a perk now am I?" Nikki pretended to be insulted.

"You're looking pretty perky from where I'm sitting!" Tom exaggerated a glance towards her cleavage.

Nikki blushed slightly but Tom could also see a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. 

The waiter brought their starters and the conversation paused briefly in favour of eating. 

-

Tom, his food finished, leaned back in his chair and watched Nikki finishing up her sorbet. She really looked stunning in that dress and the fact that she was there with him was enough to bring a smile to his face. 

"What?" Nikki had noticed his grin.

"I was just thinking how lucky I am." Tom said honestly. "The dress is amazing. Or rather, I should say: you look amazing and that dress is very lucky that you chose to wear it."

Nikki raised an eyebrow. "I'm glad you like it. I've never worn anything this glamorous before. And certainly nothing as expensive!"




Falling for a Stranger Ch. 06



"Well, I guess I'll have to find a way to become rich and famous so I can take you to lots of posh diners."

"I think the novelty might wear off pretty quickly. Although it might look nice, it's not a very practical outfit and I've a feeling that the potential for a 'wardrobe malfunction' is pretty high!"

"Yes, I guess I can see that might be the case." Tom replied, again letting his eyes roam freely over Nikki's sparsely clad torso. The way the fabric clung to her curves left just enough to the imagination to be presentable.

Nikki would have expected to feel uncomfortable with someone so obviously checking her out. But, as she was beginning to realise, something about Tom brought out the naughty side of her. The look in his eyes was just the right combination of respectful admiration and lusty hunger to make her feel sexy without feeling like a cheap whore. She felt her body begin to respond to Tom's interest and her nipples began to stiffen slightly. Knowing that the flimsy material would do little to hide her arousal just made her more excited and she watched Tom's eyes widen at the sight of her obvious excitement.

"There's nothing like wearing no underwear to make a girl feel vulnerable you know." Nikki's tone was conversational but her voice had dropped to little more than a whisper.

Tom was distracted enough by her nipples that it took him a moment to fully register what she'd just said. Then it sank in and he raised his eyes to match hers.

"No underwear you say?" Tom almost gulped "I can see why that might make you feel a bit conscious of your hem-line."

Nikki smiled and leant forward conspiratorially. "To be honest, I was OK until you started looking at me like that."

"Do you want me to stop?" There was a good natured challenge in his voice.

"Don't you dare, it's turning me on something rotten." Nikki sat back and subtly rolled her shoulders back, accentuating her breasts. 

"Jesus." Tom exclaimed as the fabric strained against her.

"Nice view?" Nikki teased.

"You have no idea." Tom breathed, shifting in his seat to accommodate his swelling manhood.

"It's a shame this table's in the way or I could give you an even better one." Nikki purred. 

"Perhaps it's for the best. If you showed me any more, I don't think I could keep my hands off you." Tom was only half-joking.

"I don't think I'd want you to." Nikki replied honestly. "I'm so turned on right now, I'm worried I'm leaving a puddle on this expensive furniture!"

Tom closed his eyes at the image. "God, I'd love to eat you right now." His eyes popped open and stared straight into hers. "I bet you'd taste amazing."

A wicked glint entered her eyes. "Mm, if only there was some way I could arrange for that to happen." She pretended to give it some more thought and then looked down at her spoon, in her empty bowl. "My, what do we have here?" She slowly took the spoon in her hand, watching Tom carefully as he realised what she intended to do with it. A brief look of shock was quickly replaced by a fog of lust that gave her all the incentive she needed to continue.

Casting a casual glance around her to check that no one was paying them any attention in the dim light, she leaned back in her chair. She positioned her feet either side of Tom's, just touching his so he could feel how much she had opened her legs. Her skirt had ridden up her thighs slightly and she could feel a cool draft between her legs. 

She slowly brought the spoon under the table, keeping eye-contact with Tom the entire time. He was transfixed. 

Reaching between her thighs, she had to slip her hand under the hem of the dress towards her goal. Unsighted, it was difficult to be precise but a sudden sting of icy metal against her well-lubricated lips made her gasp.

"Cold?" Tom asked in a low voice.

"Uh-huh." Nikki didn't trust herself to say more at that point. Now that she'd made contact, she was able to control the head of the spoon as she slid it along the length of her slit. She pressed the back against her lips, the pressure opening her up a little as she rocked her hips gently against it. She was rapidly getting carried away and, with an effort, she forced herself to pull the spoon out from under her dress. 

Tom watched eagerly as Nikki brought the cutlery back into view. They both paused and looked at it. Even in the dim light, it was obviously smeared with her juices and the scent of her arousal was noticeable even amongst the smell of fine food all around. 

Nikki had a moment of doubt all of a sudden but the hunger in Tom's eyes quickly put her back in the zone. She leant forwards, placed her elbow on the table and extended the spoon towards him in the same way that you might offer someone a taste of your dessert. Tom dipped his mouth and gently engulfed the head. He closed his eyes and sucked it clean, savouring her flavour. 

When he opened his eyes again, he looked purposeful.

"That was unbelievably hot." He said sincerely. "But now, I think we should get the hell out of here and back to the hotel before I rip that dress of you in public."

"I'll drink to that" Nikki replied, downing the dregs of her drink.

Tom managed to catch the waiter's eye and he glided over to their table. 

"I'd like to pay the bill now please, and could you notify my driver to pick me up?"

"The bill has been paid in advance sir. Your car will be out the front shortly." The waiter purred and moved off, presumably to contact the driver.

Nikki raised an eyebrow to Tom. "Wow, Klaus really does know how to treat guests."

"You haven't even seen the hotel suite yet." Tom replied

They walked out of the restaurant arm in arm and only had a short wait before the familiar Mercedes pulled up. The drive smiled politely at them and opened the door for them. 

When they were all inside, he asked: "To the hotel sir?"

"Yes, please" And they were off smoothly into the Geneva traffic. 

Tom was finding it hard to keep his hands off Nikki, but there was no privacy screen behind the driver so he had to settle for resting his hand on her knee. 

They stole occasional glances at each other, smiling like a pair of love-sick teenagers. The journey seemed to take ages but was probably only about five minutes. Then, the car pulled up in front of the hotel and their door was being opened for them. 

"Thanks." Tom said as he got out.

"Good evening sir." The driver offered. "I will return at nine tomorrow morning to take you to the airport."

"Great. Thanks again."

The elevator too seemed to last longer than it should but, here at least, they were alone. Tom took the opportunity to pull Nikki against him and she instantly moved her lips in for a kiss. They were both a little breathless when the doors began to open at their floor.

They half ran down the corridor and Tom fumbled with the key-card. Eventually, they were inside the room and Tom slumped against the door as it closed behind them. Nikki pinned him against it and went in for another kiss. This time, they took their time and gently explored each other's mouths.

"Alone at last" Nikki breathed.

She was close enough to feel the vibrations in Tom's chest as he chuckled at the cliché. 

"Did you enjoy our first date?" He asked.

"Not bad." Nikki shot back. "You've gotten off to a good start, let's hope you don't blow it"

"No pressure then."

They settled back into the serious business of learning every inch of each other's lips. Tom's hands stroking Nikki's exposed back before sliding lower and cupping her buttocks gently. The material of her dress was silky and her lack of underwear meant he could feel every curve of her shapely behind. He pulled her hips, pushing her crotch against his straining erection, hearing her moan at the pressure between her legs. 

Tom allowed his hands to move back up a little until they reached bare skin again. The dress was so low-cut at the back that he was able to slide his hands under the material and fondle her cute buns. 

Nikki was grinding her hips into his manhood, almost painfully. Her hands were either side of his head, holding him in place so she could attack his lips with a passion. Tom gently nudged her feet further apart so that her legs were spread as much as the dress allowed. Then he edged his right hand round and under towards her steaming pussy. He could feel the heat emanating from her well before he made contact. He paused and let hist fingers loiter near their goal for a moment. Nikki rocked her hips, trying to get him to touch her but he read her movements and managed to tease her with only the faintest of brushes. 

"Please." She whimpered. "I need it."

That was enough for Tom, he extended his middle finger and ran it the entire length of her slit in one movement. 

"Jesus." Nikki breathed into his chest as she sagged against him. His other arm clung to her back as her legs lost the ability to support her. 

Tom's finger was already soaked with her juices and he used it to spread her lips open, gently probing at her entrance but not yet slipping inside of her. Nikki was pretty much incoherent at this point. She was moaning against his chest and working her hips against his fingers. 

Tom span her around so he could pin her to the door with the weight of his body. This freed up his other arm to reach down and hitch up her dress. Now he could assault her pussy from the front too and he wasted no time in getting his fingers coated in her freely-flowing juices. He slipped two fingers from his right hand into her steaming snatch, making her growl in approval and redouble the grinding of her hips. 

Even though she was incredibly turned on, he could still feel how tight she was and took things easy until he felt her channel relaxing. Then he really started to finger-fuck her. Working both fingers in and out. He judged the speed she wanted by synchronising his movements with her hips. 

Then he started working her clit with his left hand and felt her starting to tremble with the beginnings of an orgasm almost instantly. She was clinging on to him for dear life and, because he was holding her up, Tom felt her orgasm through her whole body as it exploded from her. 

He kept up the action with his fingers as she came. Her body spasmed violently couple of times before she clutched at his hand to stop it moving on her over-sensitive clit. 

Tom held her and slowly stroked his right hand in and out of her, while she fought to get her breath back. 

After a few seconds, she got her feet back under her and managed to stand un-aided. Tom slid his fingers from her and she smiled at him.

"Wow, that was intense." She panted. "I guess I needed that!"

Tom smiled back. "It sure looks like it. Here, let me help you to the bed."

He kept an arm round her as she stumbled to the giant bed and perched on the edge.

Tom sat beside her and she leant into him. She suddenly remembered his injuries and sat bolt-upright.

"Shit, I forgot, how's your arm? I'm not hurting you am I?"

Tom chuckled at her sudden animation. "No, it's much better. I'm a bit yellow in places but it doesn't hurt any more."

"Let me see." Nikki has a glint in her eye that told Tom that his recovery was not all she was interested in seeing. 

He shrugged off his jacket before setting to work on the buttons of his shirt. Nikki pretended to appraise his arm. There were a few patches of yellow bruising still left but it certainly looked much better.

"How about your leg?"

Tom stood and undid his belt and fly, letting his trousers drop to the floor. Nikki gently slid her palm along the side of his leg.

"There still seems to be some swelling." She said, her eyes firmly directed to the bulge in Tom's boxers. "Perhaps I could try to kiss it better?"

Tom responded by moving to stand directly in front of Nikki as she sat on the bed. Nikki didn't need a second invitation and hooked her fingers over the waistband of his underwear and carefully pulled them down over his erection. Tom's cock sprang free almost slapping Nikki in the face, making her giggle. 

"Someone's pleased to seem me." She whispered, bringing her mouth closer to the tip of his dick. Tom felt her breath on his glans, making him shiver with anticipation. He looked down on her as she took the base of him in one hand, holding him steady so she could control his cock as it tried to twitch in response to her stimulus. With her other hand, she gently tickled his balls, making him groan in appreciation. 

"Stop me if you get close." Nikki breathed. "I can't have you coming before you fuck me with this thing."

With that, she ran her tongue up the underside of his cock and then took him in her mouth. 

Tom closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations building between his legs. Nikki wasn't taking him deep into her mouth, concentrating on the sensitive head and letting her hands stoke the base and play with his balls. It felt amazing and he knew he wasn't going to last long like that. Even so, his impending orgasm still nearly took him by surprise and he had to grab her head to stop her moving.

"Woah, there." He managed to stammer. "Don't move for a second." 

Nikki realised how close he was and froze in place, intuitively understanding that even the motion of her mouth leaving his cock might set him off. 

They both stayed still for a few seconds, enjoying the intimacy of the moment, until Tom' arousal backed off enough for him to gently slid from her mouth. 

"That was close." Tom smiled. "Kinda sneaked up on me."

"Well done." Nikki said. "I'd have been very annoyed if I'd had to wait for you to reload before I got a chance to impale myself on that thing."

"Shit!" A sudden thought crossed Tom's mind. "I wasn't expecting company out here so I didn't bring any protection."

Nikki's knowing smile told him that she was better prepared than he was. "Would you think me a complete slut if I told you that I'd come prepared?"

"No." Tom replied honestly. "I'd think you were fucking perfect."

Nikki glanced around the room, looking for her rucksack. It was placed on an expensive looking sideboard where the hotel staff had obviously put it for her. She walked over to it and started rummaging through it, looking for her toilet bag.

"You just lie down and let super-Nikki come to the rescue." She told Tom.

After finding her prize, she returned to the bed.

"There seems to be a clothing disparity here." Tom nodded towards her dress, which was hitched up immodestly high around her thighs but was, nevertheless, still being worn.

Nikki obviously agreed because she threw the foil-wrapped package to Tom. "Why don't I do something about that while you put that on?"

Tom was happy to oblige, opening the wrapper and checking he had the rubber the right way round before rolling it down his shaft. 

Nikki pulled the dress over her head in one motion, leaving her as naked as he was. She climbed onto the bed, putting a hand on his chest to indicate that she was happy with his position. 

She straddled him, placing her hips above his as she bent forwards to claim his mouth with hers. When she broke away, they were both breathing hard. 

"Is it OK if I go on top?" She asked. "It's been a little while for me and I might get a bit sore if I don't control the pace."

"No objections from me." Tom said. "I hate the idea that I might hurt you. Just stop if you need to."

Nikki smiled at the concern in his voice. "I'm not that fragile." She reassured him. "Just need to go gently at first."

She lowered her hips until her pussy rested on top of his cock and slowly slid her lips up and down his length. She was still soaked and it didn't take long for his rubber-clad member to get slick with her juices. 

Nikki realised this too and adjusted her position until he was lined up with her moist entrance. She pushed down slightly and Tom felt himself pushing against her tight channel. Then, with a roll of her hips, he slid inside her. 

Nikki gasped at the feeling and held him there, just inside her. She was lying against his chest and he wrapped his arms around her as she panted against him. 

"Sooo, good." She breathed as she started grinding her pelvis against him. He wasn't going any deeper but her movements were causing his glans to push against her walls and relax her pussy. 

Once she got more comfortable, Nikki raised her body upright and placed her hands on his chest. They locked eyes as she slowly, inch by inch, lowered herself fully onto his cock. 

She had to pause a few times to give herself time to adjust to him but, eventually, she bottomed out with her buttocks on his thighs and they both took a moment to enjoy the sensation.

"God, you feel amazing." Tom whispered to her.

"I'm so full up." Nikki replied. 

She was rocking her hips in a circular motion now. Tom could feel every contour of her passage as she gripped him tightly. It felt fantastic but the movement was subtle enough that he wasn't in any danger of climaxing. Instead, he was able to enjoy the felling and concentrate on watching Nikki. 

Her eyes were closed and he could see a sheen of sweat on her chest. Her gyrations caused her firm breasts to bounce gently and he could see the muscles of her stomach working as she ground her hungry snatch onto his meat. 

Her breathing was getting erratic now and he could tell that she was heading towards another orgasm. He moved his hand down and slipped his thumb onto her clit. Nikki's eyes flew open at the contact.

"Shit, yeah." She gasped. "That feels so good. You're gonna make me come so hard."

"Cum for me baby. "Tom encouraged. "You look so hot up there, riding my cock."

His words were enough to put her over the edge as she started bouncing up and down furiously on his pole. Her rhythm faltered as the orgasm took her, her movements becoming increasingly uncoordinated. Tom was starting to feel his own orgasm building as she heroically rode him through her climax. Eventually, though, her legs gave out and she collapsed against him, gasping for breath. 

"Jesus, I can't believe how hard I cum when I'm with you." Nikki admitted. "You make me feel like a filthy slut and a princess all at the same time."

Tom laughed as he stroked her hair. "I hope that's a good thing."

"God yes." Nikki chuckled, recovering her breathing a little. "Did you cum yet? I've got to be honest, I was so out of it that I couldn't tell."

"It's OK." Tom "I got close but, for some reason, I can last really well when the woman's on top. It felt really nice though."

Nikki frowned. "Mmm, good to know. So, if that position makes you last a long time, what position makes you get off really quickly?"

Tom thought for a moment. "I guess doggy-style. Dunno why. Something about doing someone from behind feels a bit naughty I suppose." 

Nikki was smiling her naughty smile as she slid off him. She turned so that her ass was towards him and wiggled it invitingly at him as she leant her elbows on the bed. "You mean to say that you find this view exciting?" She asked.

Tom nodded, not knowing what to say as he unconsciously raised his fingers to play with her gaping pussy. It was a beautiful mess, her labia were flushed and swollen and glistening with sweat and her lubrication. 

Nikki sighed as his fingers slid around her opening. "I'm not going to be able to take much more so you'd best get up here and take me before I get too sore." She said regretfully.

"It's OK, we don't have to. I'm good if you need to stop." Tom meant it, however inviting she looked. 

Nikki smiled at his tenderness but she wasn't done just yet. "Don't make a girl ask twice. It's rude." She winked at him.

Tom smiled as he positioned himself on his knees behind her. "You sure about this?" He checked.

"Never been surer about anything." Nikki confirmed. "I might not have another orgasm left in me though so don't wait for me. OK? I wanna make you cum."




Falling for a Stranger Ch. 06



"I think we can manage that." Tom lined himself up and impaled her in one steady stroke. Nikki was loosened up enough now that Tom was able to slip into her, balls, deep without feeling enough resistance to hurt her. She hissed "Yess" to confirm that he'd done the right thing. 

He was going to start out slowly but Nikki was already pulling off him and ramming herself back against his shaft. "Come on, fuck me." She urged. Tom grabbed her hips with both hands and started working her at a steady pace. 

They were making squelching sounds as he built up the tempo. His balls were slapping against her clit every time he bottomed out in her. 

Nikki let out a constant stream of encouragement. "Yeah, that's it. Fuck me. Harder." It degenerated into incoherent mumbling as her arms gave out and her face was partially smothered in the duvet. 

Tom was ramming into her as hard as he could now. He felt his balls tighten as his climax built. It only took a couple more thrusts and he exploded. He felt his seed shooting up his shaft as his body racked with pleasure. It seemed to last for ages until he eventually sagged his body forwards.. 

He kept his weight on his arms so that Nikki would have space to breath. She had her head turned to the side, her cheek mashed into the bed. He face was flushed with exertion and lack of air but she managed to smile at Tom. 

He remembered to hold onto the base of the condom as he pulled out of her with a gentle pop. 

They both laughed at the sound as they collapsed into a sweaty heap in each other's arms.

"You OK?" Tom asked.

"Mmm, good. Might be a bit tender in the morning though."

"Sorry about that. I kinda went a bit feral for a bit there."

"No regrets. That's just what I wanted at that moment." Nikki shared. Her voice already betraying the sounds of impending sleep. 

Tom had just enough energy to walk to the en suite and dispose of the condom before he fell into bed beside Nikki and wrapped the duvet over them both.

-

Tom was woken by the sunlight streaming in the window. They'd forgotten to pull the curtains closed last night. Tom smiled at the sight of Nikki's naked body next to him. The duvet was only covering her from the waist down, leaving her firm breasts exposed to catch the light. The sight of her was enough to cause a stirring in Tom's loins. He silently chastised himself. After last night, he guessed Nikki would need a bit of time to recover before he had his wicked way with her again. Tom was content to wait, after all, they had their whole lives ahead of them.



Falling for a Stranger



With that agreed, Tom went off to check the bath.

The journey up to the bathroom consisted of another lift by Tom. He placed her on the toilet seat and handed her a clean, fluffy, towel from the airing cupboard.

"I assume you can manage from here." He said, leaving her. He pulled the door closed behind him and she could hear the sounds of him settling down on the floor.

Nikki managed to struggle out of her clothes (mostly from her sitting position) before lowering herself in the relaxing water. 

True to his word, Tom began talking away. The conversation wasn't completely one-sided, but he seemed to realise that everything (even talking) was an effort for her at the moment and he only required one and two word responses from her to keep the chatter flowing. 

When she had been soaking for a few minutes, she heard the door gently swing open. At first she thought Tom was trying to sneak in but she could tell by the sound of his voice that he was still in the hall. 

"I don't think the door stays closed very well without the lock." Tom said by way of an explanation. "Can't really close it without coming in."

"Don't worry about it." Nikki replied and their conversation resumed.

Nikki learned that Tom was a programmer by day and enthusiastic sportsman in his spare time. Of the many sports that he seemed to enjoy, she decided it was the rock climbing that was responsible for his strong arms. She expressed an interest in trying climbing sometime and Tom promptly offered to teach her. Once her muscles had recovered of course. 

She was a keen runner herself but had decided to try something a bit more sociable. Tom assured her that climbing would be just the thing.

"I'm sure you'll be good at it. You seem to have the physique for it." Tom said. Nikki took this as a subtle compliment.

The fact that she was lying naked with nothing but air and water between her and a relative stranger was unnerving at first but she was surprised to find herself feeling comfortable in no time. Tom's relaxed conversation put her at ease and soon she found herself chatting more too. She realised that these moments were something she missed about being in a relationship. She also found it strangely intimate that she could be so relaxed whilst seemingly so vulnerable.

Eventually though, it was time to get out. 

"I think I'm cooked." She announced. "Time to get out."

"I'm worried you could slip on you way out so I'm going to stay here in case." Tom said. "But don't worry, I've got my back turned."

She managed to get out without incident and began drying herself. Tom, true to his word, was standing only a couple of paces outside with his back turned. 

Nikki felt decidedly odd as she began to rub herself down just feet from him. She half expected him to turn around at any moment. The thought made her stomach tingle in a little rush of excitement. She began to dry herself more slowly with the towel. Imagining the shock on his face if he turned round to see her stroking gently up her navel, across her breasts. The stroke became even softer, more of a caress. When she rubbed the towel between her legs, not all of the moisture there was from the bath and she had to stifle a low moan.

She snapped out of her reverie when she realised that he asked her something.

"What was that?" She asked.

"I was just asking if you're OK, you've gone all quiet on me."

"Sorry, I'm fine. Just making sure I get thoroughly dry. We girls have a few more curves to get dry than you boys you know." Let him take that any way he liked. Almost reluctantly, Nikki wrapped the towel around her. 

"I'm decent now. You can look." She announced. 

She was greeted by a smile from Tom as he turned round to greet her. 

"Nice outfit." He remarked. "All the girls will be wearing them this year. Feeling better?"

"I've loosened up a bit but I'm still aching. There's only so much a bath can do. You don't know a good masseur do you?"

"As a matter of fact... no, I don't. But if you're willing to put up with my clumsy hands then I'd be happy to offer my services."

"I may as well get the full spa treatment while I'm here. Where's the treatment table?"

"Hmmm. I guess that would have to be the bed. I can vouch for the fact that the sofa's not long enough to lay flat on." Tom said absent mindedly rubbing the back of his neck. "If you want to arrange yourself, I think I've got some baby oil somewhere. What? Don't laugh."

Nikki had dissolved into giggles on the mention of baby oil. 

"Sorry, I just thought you were the manly man with no candles or bubble-bath. And all along you're hiding baby oil."

Tom put his hands up in a gesture of surrender. "Fair play, I see how this looks. In my defence, I bought it to put on my tools so they wouldn't rust in the shed. It's just mineral oil but cheaper. And with a nice smell. And a bit more homo-erotic. It's either that or olive oil. Your choice."

No contest really. Tom went off to fetch the baby oil and Nikki towelled off the worst of the water from her hair and settled herself on the bed. 



Tom paused outside the bedroom. "Are you ready for me?" he asked. "Yep." Came the reply so he stepped through the door. The sight that awaited him caused him to halt in his stride. She was stretched out on his bed, damp hair to one side. Completely naked except for the towel that covered the curves of her bottom and the upper part of her thighs. Her long legs were something he'd seen a bit before but with her arms out to her sides, bent at the elbow so her hands were near her head ,her torso was exposed in a way that was completely new to him. Her slender back and the slight swell of breast that pushed out from her side where she rested on the bed formed an image that would stay with him for a long time. 

Realising that he was staring (and probably making an idiot of himself) Tom quickly stepped over to the bed. He sat down beside her and opened the bottle of oil.

"It's a bit cold as it's been in the shed. I'll try to make sure that I warm it up before I put any on you but feel free to squeal if it's too cold."

"You can bet on it!" Came the reply.

Tom poured a big slug of the oil into one hand and put the bottle on the bedside table with the other. Then he rubbed his hands together for a while until the oil felt warm enough. Then, a bit more tentatively than he planned, he began sliding his hands over her back.

At first, he gently slid from the small of her back up to her shoulders a few times to spread the oil around. Then, when she felt nice and slippery, he started applying some more pressure and working his fingers into any muscles he encountered. 

"In the interests of fair play, I ought to warn you that I don't have the faintest idea what I'm doing. So I'm relying on your feedback to let me know if I'm doing anything wrong."

"Feels good so far. You can press a bit harder if you like, I won't break." 

Tom had been holding back a little. He knew his fingers were pretty strong and he didn't think this was meant to be one of those massages that hurts! As requested though, he pressed a little harder and was rewarded with a satisfied groan from Nikki. This spurred him on an he began thoroughly working all of the muscles in her back, working his way up to her shoulders and along her arms. 

"Anywhere in particular need attention?"

"How long have you got? It feels like I hurt everywhere."

Tom would have liked nothing better than to rub her "everywhere" but he was trying to keep his thoughts clean to keep his gently swelling manhood under control. Although his touch was meant to be massage and not erotic, he was finding it hard not to think about how good her naked skin felt under his fingers. As he worked his hands down her sides, he felt his fingers brush the very sides of her breasts and thought he detected an intake of breath from Nikki. He also noticed the bulge in his jeans that was getting a little uncomfortable. In order to rearrange himself without being too obvious about it, he took the opportunity to move so that he was straddling her. With his hips just above hers. This also afforded him a better position from which to continue his massage. 

After a while, Tom's arms started to feel tired so he slowly decreased the force of his kneading. Instead, he opted for a gentler approach, hoping he'd worked the worst of the knots out of her aching muscles and now was just trying to relax her. Studying his victim carefully, he noticed her eyes were closed and her breathing was shallow and regular. Every now and then, she would let out a faint moan of contentment so he must be doing something right. 

At first, Nikki's muscles had protested at being manipulated. But she was sure it was what they needed and they soon began to feel much better. With a bit of encouragement to Tom, he was soon doing a great job of working away the aches and pains in her back and shoulders.

After a while, the soreness began to be replaced with a relaxation and, again, Nikki marvelled at how comfortable she felt in Tom's presence. She also became very aware of how good it felt to be touched. Now that the pain was all but gone, she could concentrate on the feeling of Tom's hands against her naked flesh. His hands felt so big. With his palms together on her spine his fingertips could still reach to her sides. It made her feel small and fragile but also safe and protected. And when those fingertips brushed against the sides of her breasts, the sensation surprised her enough that she was barely able to stifle a gasp. 

His touch began to lighten until it was doing very little to work her muscles but a whole lot more to stimulate the nerve endings in her skin. Her whole back felt alive with sensation as he caressed her. The fact that she couldn't see what he was doing only served to heighten the feeling as her skin tried to anticipate the next contact. 

Then she felt him shift his weight off her and, for a moment, she was disappointed as she thought he was about to stop. But then an arm passed over her head towards the oil on the bedside table.

"Do you want your legs doing?" Tom only had to speak quietly as his head was not far from Nikki's ear in this position. In fact, she felt his breath on the upper part of her back and had to compose herself a little before she was able to reply.

"Please". Was all she trusted herself to say.

She felt the bed move as Tom dismounted and walked around to the bottom of it. Nikki briefly thought about what sort of view he'd be getting from that vantage point but she was pretty sure the towel covered far enough down her thighs that he wouldn't be getting an eyeful.

She could hear him warming the oil between his hands and the skin on her legs began the now familiar feeling of anticipation as she awaited his touch.

As Tom made his way down to the end of the bed, he tried to take a few deep breaths to compose himself. His cock was now painfully hard even though he'd managed to adjust it so it was in a more spacious position. 

Tom tried to give himself a good telling-off. It's just a massage, not an invitation to molest the poor girl. She's had an unpleasant experience and the last thing she wants is some stranger perving over her.

But one look at her instantly brought his new found resolve crashing down. Her beautiful back, now shining with oil and her long, smooth legs just in front of him were like something out of a calendar picture. And from his new vantage point, he had a tantalising glimpse under her towel. Not enough to see anything he shouldn't have but his eyes kept wandering back to that spot between her legs where the towel started. In his mind's eye, he imagined her legs parting to allow him a view of her inner thigh and perhaps a peek at her pussy. 

Tom began with her feet. "Let me know if this tickles" he said. "I don't want to have you flailing around after all of my good work trying to relax you."

"Don't worry." Nikki replied. "I'm not really ticklish. Mmmm that feels good. You sure you've not done this before?"

Tom had now worked his way up to her calves. "Nope. Well not a proper massage anyway. I've rubbed peoples' necks and shoulders before but nothing this... comprehensive." 

"Perhaps you should consider a career change then."

"I don't think so. It would be fine if all my customers were like you but I bet I'd have loads of flabby old men and that just wouldn't be as much fun."

Tom had to sit beside Nikki's legs now so he could reach her hamstrings. This presented something of a problem for him because the towel was covering the upper parts of her legs. He didn't think it would be a good idea to slide the towel up any more. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable and, anyway, he wasn't sure he could trust himself to maintain his thin veneer of decorum with any more leg on show. So instead, he had to slide his hands a little way under the towel to get enough access to massage the whole muscle. 

The first time his hands slid under her towel, Tom watched her face carefully for any signs that she was unhappy with what he was going. On the contrary, her eyes remained closed and she inhaled deeply. This was followed by a long sigh of what Tom hoped was contentment. Tom spent some time working her upper legs before switching to long strokes from her ankles right up as far as he dared under her towel. Tom noticed that Nikki's breathing had become faster and her moans, though quieter, were more frequent and had something of an edge to them. Tom could have sworn that he heard need in them, lust even. For the first time, he dared to hope that he was making her feel even a fraction as excited as he was. 

As before, he allowed his touch to become lighter. Encourage by the noises Nikki was making, he began gently trailing his fingers along the length of her legs. Each time, he allowed his fingers to travel a little further under the towel until he felt the bottom of her buttocks. 

Again, he checked Nikki for signs of disapproval. He found none but she didn't look relaxed any more. Her fingers were clenched on the pillow either side of her head. Her eyes we still tightly shut but now her breathing was ragged and her neck was flushed red. Almost every breath out was accompanied by some sort of moan or gasp. 

Tom also noticed something else; her ankles, which had been demurely together when he started, were now a good foot apart. Tom took this has his cue to explore Nikki's inner thighs. Starting from her knees, he ran his fingers up the insides of her legs. With his hands like this, he couldn't slide them under the towel so he just pushed it up in front of him. With each stroke, his hands got higher and higher and he exposed more and more of her long legs. 

Tom paused in his progress to let his hands fully explore the newly exposed flesh along the backs of Nikki's legs. Tom's earlier trepidation had gone now. He knew Nikki was enjoying this and neither of them was pretending it was a massage any more. It only remained to be seen just how far she would let him take this little game. Tom was in no hurry. At any moment, Nikki might decide that things we getting a bit too heavy for her and tell him to stop. So he was determined to take his time and enjoy it while it lasted. 

Nikki on the other hand seemed a lot less patient. Her legs had spread further still and Tom could feel her arching her legs towards his touch. 

As he allowed his hands to resume their exploration of her inner thighs again, he thought he heard Nikk's moans come out as words for the first time. 

"Did you say something?" Tom whispered, not wanting to break the spell. 

"Please." She breathed back. Squirming under his fingers.

"I don't understand, please what?" 

In response, Nikki reached down and pulled the towel onto the floor. And then, as if she couldn't find any other words: "Please." she moaned again. 

Tom probably would have said something back but, just now, his mouth didn't seem to work too well. He was finally able to see Nikki completely naked. And it was worth the wait. Her long legs flowed perfectly into the most delectable firm butt that Tom could imagine. With her legs now spread almost wantonly, he was treated to a view of Nikki's very aroused pussy. Her lips were cleanly shaven and he could tell just from the way they pouted open that she was seriously turned on. They glistened with her juices and thought he could even smell her sweet nectar. 

Tom smiled broadly, he now felt completely in control. He was going to enjoy this...

As soon as Tom's hands began sliding under her towel, Nikki knew she needed to feel Tom's fingers in her pussy. As he worked his way up her legs, she could feel herself getting more and more excited. She couldn't remember ever being this aroused. She was literally dripping wet. By the time she'd pulled the towel away, she was so desperate to feel his touch on her eager snatch that all other thoughts vanished from her mind. All that existed were his hands and her body. 

But he didn't dive in straight away. He took his time, teasing her buttocks with light touches. Then her inner thighs. He was driving her crazy. She tried to rock her hips so that his fingers would touch her where she needed it most but, each time, he was able to keep his fingers just out of reach. 

Nikki didn't even know what sounds were coming out of her mouth. Was she begging him out loud or was that just in her head? She didn't know, didn't care. 

Her knees were now wide apart, her bum raised off the bed, questing towards his fingers, presenting her dripping pussy to him. 

And then she felt something new; his warm breath against her snatch. This brought more sounds from her throat. But she kept her hips still hoping that this was the moment where she would finally feel his touch where she craved. 

When she felt his tongue slide along the entire length of her slit, she though she might pass out with the sensation. "Yesss" she managed to hiss. 

Tom gently explored her nether regions with his tongue. Even though he was taking his time and not really working her clit yet, Nikki could feel herself soaring up the orgasmic curve. Any moment she expected an orgasm to explode though her body but, for some reason, it didn't. Instead, she felt the pressure increase more and more. It was like her body knew that, if she could just hang on, the eventual release would be even more powerful. 

Now she could feel one of Tom's talented digits slowly circling her opening while his tongue continued to gently lap at her lips. She hadn't realised until that moment just how much she wanted something inside her. His finger was slick with her juices and he was easily able to slide it deep inside her. 

"Arrrgh." Was all she could manage in her attempt to convey her approval. It seemed to get the message across because he was soon working his finger gently in and out of her eager pussy. Sometimes he would bend his finger a little or twist it as it went in. The variation continued Nikki's stimulation and drove her ever closer to the earth-shattering orgasm that loomed on the horizon.

Just when she was starting to wonder how much more she could take, she felt a second finger push its way inside her. It felt sooo good as she felt her walls stretch ever-so slightly to accommodate the new width. 

Now he was working with more urgency, his fingers curved downwards and Nikki felt the mind-blowing stimulation to her G-spot. At the same time, his lips and tongue latched themselves onto her aching clit and began licking it for all he was worth.

That seemed to be the trigger her body needed. Nikki felt the surge of a huge orgasm crash over her. It seemed to take over her entire body. Her spasms were not too different from her fit the day before but the intense waves of pleasure washing over her certainly were. She felt the walls of her pussy clench on Tom's hand and she could feel her juices leaking out down is fingers. 




Falling for a Stranger



He never missed a beat and kept up his stimulation even though it must have been hard to hang on to her with the way she was bucking and writhing. 

After what seemed like forever, the pleasure began to recede and Nikki was finally able to regain some control over her body. 

Tom seemed to notice that she had peaked and slowed his stimulation to a gentle stoke inside her and the faintest licking on her clit. 

Nikki came down slowly. Occasional orgasmic aftershocks shook through her body until Tom finally slid his fingers from her. 

Nikki woke slowly. She had been dreaming of something. She couldn't remember exactly what, but she was sure it was a nice dream because she felt happy. She was also warm and comfortable and there was something else too. Something she couldn't put her finger on at first. Something was different. The bed felt different. The duvet was a little lighter than normal and smelled different; of sex. Not an overpowering stench you understand, but definitely sex. And why wasn't she wearing any clothes?

Then she tried to move. And every muscle in her body seemed to complain at once. Like a collective voice of protest from body to head that said: "Not today. We're having the day off". 

But it was a pleasant aching that she felt, like after hard day's work when you can enjoy the feeling of relaxing in bed. 

And that's when she remembered what had happened to her. She could almost still feel how good Tom's fingers had felt inside her as his tongue worked her clit. She let out a gentle moan at the memory. 

At the sound, a warm lump of man behind her shifted on the bed. Tom snuggled closer so that he was spooning behind her. She felt his arm reach across her and hold her against his muscular torso.

"Hello sleepy-head" he whispered in her ear.

"Hello you." She replied and wiggled her bottom suggestively against him.

"How are you feeling?" Tom asked

"I'm aching all over. You don't know a good masseur do you?"

"As a matter of fact, I do."