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She set her briefcase down and threw her keys on to the hall table. It had been a long day, made longer still by an anxious client that didn’t seem to have faith in her ability to represent him. She’d already suggested that he hire another attorney but he’d thrown a temper tantrum and accused her of abandoning him. After several minutes spent reassuring him she was finally able to get some work done. Needless to say she was tired and happy to be home. All she really wanted to do was curl up on the couch beside David with a nice glass of wine.
“Long day?” The question came just as David’s hands settled on her shoulders. His strong fingers worked their way deep into her muscles, relieving the stored up tension. Within minutes the headache that had been threatening was reduced to nothing but a memory.
“Needy client.” She tilted her head forward, giving him better access to the sensitive skin of her neck.
“I have just the thing for you. Go on up stairs, you’ll see it lying on the bed.” David released her and stepped away. He could see the wear the day had had on her but he refused to alter his plan for the evening. This was something she’d wanted for a long time and he was happy to finally give it to her. After two years together he’d come to care for her unbelievably, more so than he would have thought possible in the beginning. She was an ideal partner, aggressive in her professional life but incredibly giving in their private life.
She walked into the room and sighed. David had set out his favorite outfit, the one reserved for when he had a special night out planned for the two of them. Normally she enjoyed their nights out, and she knew better than to protest, but tonight she was just too tired to think about going out and being social. With something more than a little reluctance, she stripped out of her business suit and hopped into the shower. She started feeling a little more human after washing away the day with her favorite lavender scent soap.
She had little need for make up and her dark hair dried to a soft curl around her shoulders. She had to admit that she enjoyed the feeling of slipping her long legs into the silk stockings and the shower had done much to refresh her. The rest of the outfit was simple and unimposing; the short black skirt and white blouse were conservative yet sexy when worn well.
Fully dressed, she made her way down the stairs and into the living room where David stood waiting with a nice glass of white wine. “You look lovely.”
“Thank you.” She took the offered glass and sipped. David was a charming man, his handsome good looks often times setting people at ease. In his early thirties, he was successful at what he did and he enjoyed living life. She had been attracted to him right away, his silent strength and quiet control brought her a sense of peace and security she couldn’t get anywhere else.
David stood and offered her his hand. “We need to get going, we don’t want to be late.”
At the car, she slid into the passenger seat and settled back. She was used to David’s mysterious expeditions and she trusted him completely. The drive was fairly short; David drove through the city and into a familiar residential neighborhood. Within minutes they were parked outside a large house owned by David’s best friend Jason and his wife Emily. The four often spent their evenings together having dinner and taking in a show.