Tom leaned over and gave me a soft kiss. “You don’t have to move. I’ll take care of you.”
I felt totally cherished. These monthly Friday sessions were definitely working. I just wished they would spill over into the rest of the month. Even though the letters focused on sex, this was also about connection and intimacy in general.
Unfortunately, Tom was still distant most of the time. Aside from pleasantries, he barely spoke to me during the week. And sex was just a quick interlude to let off steam. Which was fine some of the time. However, an intense session once a week or even once a fortnight would be good. Maybe we could call it Payday Sex. Instead of going out for a drink like we had when we were young we could celebrate payday with a bottle of wine and some outstanding sex.
Tom finished washing me off, lay down and scooped me up against him. “I feel pretty boneless myself. Watching you respond like that was totally erotic.”
I smiled and raised his hand to my mouth for a kiss. “I was worried you might think it was a bit kinky.”
“Anything I do with you is good. I was just worried I was going to hurt you but you were so fucking hot for it I knew it was fine.”
I had known he would be hesitant at first but he’d certainly responded to my challenge.
“It was surprisingly good. I experimented a bit beforehand to pick the right candles but it was nothing like compared to when you did it. Sex is always better with you.”
Tom chuckled. “Glad to hear it. I’d hate to become redundant.”
I twisted to look at him. “Never. I love it when you touch me. I love it when you come inside me. I love it when you look at me with that intense look in your eyes as though nothing else exists.”
“And I love having you writhe beneath me and scream out your pleasure.”
We shared a kiss before we relaxed again.
“So how’s work?”
“Rhonda’s still being a pain in the ass. Little things go missing and I need to monitor everything she does.”
“Why don’t you say something to her?”
“They’re so petty and I never see her actually do anything. If I say something, she’ll probably claim I’m trying to get back at her for her complaint to Corporate. Besides, I just found out she’s been through a tough divorce so I’m trying to cut her some slack.”
“That’s sad. Trish was a big mess after her divorce. It’s nice you’re trying to be understanding. How’s the new boss going?”
“Trying to learn the ropes. My workload has increased with all the briefs he requests. In between Greg and Rhonda, it’s making work very difficult.”
No wonder he was so distracted when he came home every day. Tom had even been going into work on Saturdays lately. I’d started to worry about all the time he was spending away from home but now I could understand it. I just hoped things would settle down with time.
“I’ve found a few dead mice around the driveway. There was even one on the hood of my car.” It had been a rather bizarre place to find one. “Did you put rat poison out?” If he had, I’d prefer to know where it was so I could warn the boys.
“No. Maybe they’ve come from next door. I’ll look around for signs of them in case we need to get some poison ourselves. How was your day?”
“Pretty good. I had a breakthrough with one of my patients which is always rewarding.” I talked about my work for a while before my stomach rumbled and reminded me we had yet to eat dinner.
“How did Friday night go?” Megan asked the following Monday.
“Fantastic. Tom’s always totally focussed on making the letter reality. His focus is one of the things I love about him.” I took a sip of my chai latte, letting the rich, spicy taste warm my tongue before I swallowed. “Unfortunately, the rest of the time we’re just having maintenance sex.”
“Maintenance sex?” Trish raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah. I saw the term in a magazine. It’s sex to let off steam. Like a morning quickie.”
“That’s nice every now and then,” Megan said.
“Not all the time. Mind you, I understand why he’s so distracted lately. His Executive Assistant is a total bitch and his new boss is incompetent so he’s under a lot of pressure.”
Megan and Trish commiserated.
“You’re looking great.” Trish changed the subject to something brighter.
“Thanks. I’ve lost a few kilos and toned up a bit. I’ve been taking it pretty slow with lots of walking breaks. I’m a bit older now so I don’t want to get an injury. I’ve certainly treated enough patients where people have gone back to exercise and done too much too soon. However, this week I think I’m ready to try to run the whole time.”