Even after picking up the one or two things that caught his eye at Victoria' s Secret, it didn't take Bob long before the urge to do something nice for Lisa was replaced by the urge to get back to Lisa's place. Bob knew she was going to be late because of her editorial meeting, but this time he was going to actually have a dinner waiting for her when she got there, so he rushed to the car, and got on his way.
Bob thought back to the first few nights he had stayed with Lisa; the first night they went to Lisa's favorite restaurant, and Bob had really liked some of the new tastes she had introduced him to. Well, all except for that *one* thing, but the giggles that came out of Lisa was worth the odd taste in his mouth. The next night, Lisa had fixed a light snack but they had gotten so lost in each other that they didn't even think of food until it was past time to go to bed. Not that they fell asleep right away... and THAT was why he was buying new undies after all.
About then he drove passed the restaurant that they had wound up at last night. His attempt at putting together a dinner for her had fallen apart when he realized that they didn't pick up everything he needed at the grocery store. He cracked a smile as he remembered the cause, "I thought YOU picked up the rice." "No, you said 'I'll give you a rise' and nearly knocked over the display when that stocker came around the isle corner and caught you trying..."
After a quick stop at the grocer for rice, and a suspicious eye from a certain shelf stocker later, he was almost there.
Driving in, Bob was making all sorts of mental notes about places to go, and thinking about all the things he had to do. He fumbled with the key, still not having figured out which direction to turn it, and then had trouble getting in; what with his bags and Lisa's dog's attempt to investigate the 'the new guy', which resulted in a lot of spilled contents, and one very wet face.
Bob laid the satin robe out on the bed, next to the panties, and headed into the kitchen. He had just slid the pan off the stove when he felt a very wet warm hug engulf him, and a peck on the back of his neck. He spun around, and just stared into Lisa's eyes. She draped her arms around him, and he lifted her into a bear hug, and kissed her. "Your going to hurt your back doing this you know," she said, as he spun her around the tight little kitchen. "Then you'll just have to rub it," he laughed back between kisses.
He put her down, and ran his fingers through her long hair, so shiny and thick. "I bought you something today, to try and make up for the damage we did to your wardrobe last night," he said, as he traced her lips with his other hand. "Why don't you go get out of that business suit, while I finish tossing the salad? "
