Janice opened her eye and blinked. The red dashes on her clock indicated that it was early morning but so early she should go back to sleep for a bit. Then she heard a noise. Someone was in her kitchen.

She swung her legs out of bed and realised she was naked. With no nightgown to hand she tugged the top sheet off the bed and slung it around her. Janice picked up the heavy crystal vase she inherited from her grandma on her way past the window sill. It would be a shame to break it but she had nothing else to whack a burglar with.

Janice took a deep, steading breath and sneaked through the door into the living room. The light was on in the kitchen and she could hear the rolling bubble of her kettle boiling.

“Cheeky bugger,” she thought, “not only stealing my stuff, he’s making himself a brew, too.”

She continued to creep along towards the kitchen. The door was open so she held herself close to the jamb and looked around the edge, hoping he didn’t look towards the door as her curves were not exactly hard to miss.

“What are you doing?” James asked and Janice jumped. She managed not to drop the vase and just stared at him.

“I could ask you the same!” She gasped, “It’s 4 A. M and you’re waltzing around my kitchen like you own the place.”

“I woke up hungry. You were fast asleep so I didn’t disturb you, I’d obviously worn you out.”

Janice flashed back to James fucking her, not once, not twice, but three times the previous day. She blushed.
“But…but…I thought you’d gone home.”

“I was going to but you fell asleep and I just couldn’t bear to pull myself away from your warm, cuddly curves so I nodded off too.”

“I thought you were a burglar.” She said as he walked over and took the vase from her hands.

“Well, I didn’t think you were going to do a bit of middle of the night flower arranging.”

She laughed and he wrapped his arms around her waist.

“You scared me half to death, I’m not used to having someone else in here with me.”

“I’m sorry, I was trying to be quiet. I didn’t mean to startle you.” He kissed her then and she accepted his apology without saying a word. His wandering hands knocked the lose material off her shoulders and the sheet slipped down and revealed her naked body. She gasped and grabbed for the falling material but he caught her hand and stilled it.

“I like you naked,” he said and nibbled her neck.

“It’s cold,” she replied, “and this lighting is harsh and well, you’re hot.”

“So are you,” he said, “beautiful curves, gorgeous smile, vibrant eyes. Damn, I’ve been captivated by your hotness as long as I’ve known you.” His fingers traced around her breasts, tickled her nipples and slipped down her stomach to the juncture of her thighs. “Thank God that lift broke down and gave me the chance to touch you, to feel you, to fuck you.”

“Yes,” she gasped as his fingers slipped against her clit, “oh hell, yes. I’ve been watching you too.”

Janice took a shuddering breath as his finger stroked her to arousal. “I knew you were the hottest man I’d ever seen the moment I first saw you. I’ve fantasised about you in so many sexual ways over the last few months and I can barely believe this is real. I’m sure it’s still a dream.”

“It’s not,” he insisted and she bumped her back on the edge of the kitchen counter. James winked at her suggestively then pulled up on her hips until Janice got the idea and pulled herself up to sit on the very edge of the very cold counter.
“It’s freezing,” she yelped.

“It’s okay,” he replied and nodded towards his crotch, “this is fucking on fire.” James pushed his underwear down his legs and revealed his erection. He pulled her thighs wide around him, pushed forward poised on his toes and slid his cock deep inside her. He didn’t waste a moment in fucking her. Thank God, the top was cold and hard and she kept hitting her head on the wall behind her. James was on his toes, he must have been hurting too but their heat and passion and need for release just overrode the pain signals and turned it to pleasure.

“I’m going to come,” he yelled and she dug her nails into his shoulders as he roared and stopped with his cock buried deep inside her. He shuddered as he released and held her hips tightly.

“I’m not finished,” she said as he pulled away. Janice was now more desperate to come than she was for comfort so she worked her fingers up and down her wet slit. James watched. She was no longer shy, she reveled in his stare.

“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he said as she whimpered and rubbed all the faster. “Come for me, baby.” He whispered and a second later she did.

“I love you,” she cried as she came then clamped her hand over her mouth as she realised what she had said.

“I love you too,” James smiled and wrapped her in his embrace before the panic took control.

“I didn’t mean-well I did-but I didn’t mean to blurt it out like that.” Janice gasped.

“It’s okay,” he pressed his lips to the centre of her forehead, “I’m just glad you’ve given me permission to tell you I love you too. I didn’t want to freak you out but I know this is something special.”

“It really is,” she said, it really, really is. Now, where’s that cup of tea you were making, I’m parched.”

Their laughter mingled and combined in a harmony special only to them. True love blossomed from a seed sewn in a broken lift. Miracles happen every day.

There was a loud knock at the door at precisely 8pm. Janice shouldn’t have expected anything less. She rushed to the front door and opened it, her heart thumping and her blood whizzing through her body at one hundred miles per hour.

“I believe you’re expecting me,” he said with a cheeky grin, “though I doubt you were expecting these.” James handed her a huge bunch of flowers.

“Wow, thank you, these are so pretty.” She was taken aback, she really hadn’t expected a gift.
“You’re welcome. When I go to a person’s house for a meal I take a bottle of wine, I didn’t know what to bring when I was coming to a flat to fuck.”

He walked in from the hallway and Janice just hoped no one had heard him.

“What? Don’t look at me like that, you know exactly why I am here.”

“Well yes,” she replied, “it doesn’t need to be announced to the world though does it!”

“If I decide I want the world to know I am fucking the most curvy, most sexy, most delicious woman I work with then I am going to tell them and there is nothing you can do to stop me.” He pulled the flowers from her hands and placed them on the coffee table. “Now where is your bedroom, I’ve had a hard day and I feel the need to lie down.”

Janice was stunned but found herself showing him to the bedroom. It was only as she opened the door she wondered how tidy it would be.

“Good bed.” He sat down on it and bounced gently, “join me to give it a thorough testing?”

She sat beside him and grinned.

“That’s not quite what I meant.” He pushed her back and she squealed, “we need to give it a more thorough test than that.”

He turned himself round and climbed over to straddle her before Janice had time to react.

“Nice view,” James said, looking deep into her cleavage then he leant in and kissed her. She kissed back fiercely and pushed her body up against him. Quickly she exerted her strength and tumbled him to the bed beside her and clambered on top of him.

“I think you might prefer this view,” she said and boldly threw off her top and unfastened her bra.

“It certainly has its merits,” James replied with a moan as she rolled her hips and pressed harder against the bulge in his trousers, “I’m willing to try it out for a while longer.” He reached up with both hands and cupped her breasts. His thumbs gently brushed against her nipples which made Janice all the more desperate to feel him inside of her.

She snapped open the button of her jeans and began to slip them off her hips. She paused as she wondered how best to disrobe and the hesitation gave James the opportunity to pounce. With a joyful cackle he pushed her off him and as she once more screamed and impacted against the soft duvet he rolled over and placed himself between her thighs. As she slapped out at him for scaring her he ducked down and slipped off the end of the bed pulling her jeans and underwear with him.

She closed her legs self-consciously and started to shift to her side unwilling for him to see her from that angle, the angle which would expose her rounded stomach to him.

“Ah a,” he cried and held her legs open with his strong hands, “I want to admire this view, it is fast becoming my very favourite. He pulled her lower so her bottom rested on the very edge of the bed and pushed her thighs further open. She was hot and flustered, scared and aroused and she didn’t know whether to push him away or pull him closer to her open slit.

He made the decision for her as he dipped his head forward and slid his tongue down between her wet, open lips. She gasped which highlighted the deep rumble of his moan as he lapped eagerly at her open pussy. He pressed his tongue inside her then teased it around her clit. He continued to test her, to explore every inch of her soft silken flesh until he found the rhythm that made her moan, pant and squeal for more.

She came all over his lips her hands gripped the duvet as her body shook and rippled with the force of her passion. She barely had chance to take a shaky breath before he was standing between her thighs and pushing her over onto her knees. She made her shaky body obey his command and rolled over onto her front. She raised up onto her knees and pulled the pillows down to prop her up.

She was no longer embarrassed to expose her body to his gaze. She knew it excited him and all she wanted was to feel him inside of her. As he pushed his cock between her thighs and he slipped so easily into her she let out a groan of contentment. He banged into her with a frenzied vigour. He had made sure she was satisfied and now it was all about his need for orgasm. His fingers gripped her hips as his pelvis pummeled her buttocks repeatedly.

“Yes, Janice,” he groaned and mumbled in the throes of his passion. She loved that her body made the erudite boss of a multi-million corporation moan incoherently.

“Fuck Janice, Fuck,” His fingers dug into her waist and she knew he was about to come a second later he stilled and growled out the completion of his orgasm. He stood for a moment , panting then released his grip on her hips and stepped back.

“I think this is my favourite view,” He said and she turned and craned her head to see him over her shoulder, “No, this is better, I can see your smile.”