The Scarlet and
the..... Grey? Part Three (Girl)
Alistair sat deep in thought in the car park just off Canley High
Street. The radio was playing in the background, seemingly playing the soundtrack of his life.
"Girl, won't you knock on my door......."
Alex. What the hell was she doing? He couldn't help but still want her, even after all this time, but why was she leading him on? He
knew that there could never be anything between them.
"I want your body......"
Yes, he wanted Alex's body, always had done, and now she had come knocking on his door! But what was he going to do about it? He knew
that he would have to let her know how he felt, otherwise he would go mad!
"So what's the problem?........"
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Alex sighed as she sat behind her desk. Maybe she had been petty with Alistair, blatantly flirting the way she had.Not that it had worked,
mind you. He'd left the office without even a backwards glance, seemingly more keen to spend time with Tim Bayliss. It was getting
late now, past the end of hers and Alistair's shifts, and Alistair had been gone for more than 2 hours. He should have been back ages
ago!
"Sod this!", she said out loud.
Grabbing her coat from the stand beside the door, she paused for a few seconds, making sure she had everything she needed, when the door opened and Alistair walked in. Closing the door behind him, he spoke softly.
"Sorry I'm late, Guv, I got caught in traffic."
Uninvited, he sat down, looking boldly at Alex.
"Better late than never, I suppose, but you're a little late to.
go over the case files. And besides, my shift is over, it's getting late and I have to go home. Goodnight, Alistair."
"If it's late, it's too late to wait........."
Portions of the last song Alistair had heard on the radio came back
to haunt him.
Alex headed for the door, but Alistair grabbed her by the elbow, turned her around to face him and pulled her into a crushing,
passionate kiss. Pulling away slightly, he smiled at her.
"I've been wanting to do that for 15 years!"
He pulled her to him again and kissed her once more, softer this time, more leisurely. She didn't
try to pull away as his hands roamed up and down her back. Her arms encircled his neck and she pulled him in closer, hardly daring to
believe that this was happening. After the way he had acted this afternoon, she had seriously thought that he was interested in Tim
Bayliss.
"I want your body, and you want mine........"
Alistair's head spun as he and Alex kissed. This was something he used to dream about, to fantasise about, and it was finally
happening. He'd tried his best to distance himself, but to no avail. He'd always wanted Alex, and now the fantasy had become a reality.
Suddenly, Alex pulled away.
"I ought to lock the door, Alistair, in case someone comes in."
Alex looked at him with undisguised lust in
her eyes as she turned to lock the door and close the blind on the small window in the door.
"It's just that I feel sorry, and sometimes horny like now......."
Alistair wasted no more time, pushing her back against the door and kissing her with such intensity that it bruised her lips. He pushed
her coat from her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor in a crumpled heap. Alistair cupped his hands underneath Alex's firm
buttocks, lifting her tiny frame off the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his desire for her. Her skirt rode up
around her hips, and Alistair felt a seeping wetness through his shirt. He walked awkwardly over to the desk, roughly sweeping the
contents onto the floor, and placed Alex down gently.
"So what's the problem?........"
No problem.
He entwined his hands in her silky hair, kissing her more passionately now, with more urgency. Alex snaked her hands forward,
ripped off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. She slid her hands over his smooth chest, savouring the softness of skin and the hardness of
his erect nipples. Alistair moaned softly as Alex played with his nipples before leaning forward and taking first one, then the other
into her mouth. Alistair's fingers found her jacket buttons and fumbled until the jacket fell onto the desk, shortly followed by her
cream coloured blouse. Alistair moved his kissing slowly down her neck, sliding the straps of her creamy lace bra down until her lush
breasts spilled out over the top.
"I want your body......"
Alex threw her head back as Alistair's lips gently touched a hard nipple before sucking it totally inside his mouth. She moaned out
loud, tangling her small hands in his short hair. One of Alistair's hands had crept underneath Alex's skirt, and was slowly working her
pantyhose down her legs. Alex lifted her bottom off the desk to allow Alistair greater freedom to remove her panties at the same time. She
kicked off her shoes as Alistair's hands reached her ankles, her hose and panties dropping into a small pile onto the floor.
Alistair leaned in and kissed Alex again, unable or unwilling to stop touching her. Alex leaned forwards and slipped his shirt and jacket
to the floor, nibbling gently on his chest before unzipping his pants and pushing them and his boxer shorts into a messy heap. Alistair
pushed Alex further back onto the desk, forcing her legs to straddle either side before dropping to his knees and tasting her. Alex let
out a husky, low moan as she felt Alistair's tongue spear into her as his strong hands pulled her closer to him.
"So what are you waiting for?........"
Alistair felt Alex's body start to spasm as she approached orgasm, and he moved back, leaving her moaning softly for more. He pushed her
further back onto the desk and pushed her shoulders until she was lying down. He knelt between her legs
and kissed her one more time before plunging deeply into her, almost shouting as he felt her tight
muscles envelop him. They soon settled into a steady, flowing rhythm, a rhythm made more intense through desperate need for each other.
"Alex? You in there?"
They were interrupted by the gruff Yorkshire accent of Detective Chief Inspector Jack Meadows. Alistair abruptly stopped, his heart in
his mouth as both tried not to breathe in the darkened room. Alex was frozen to the spot as DCI Meadows beat heavily on the door, before
one of the CID officers intervened.
"I saw her leave about half an hour ago, sir"
Good old Duncan, thought Alistair. They waited a few
minutes before collapsing in muted giggles on the desk.
Alistair rolled off Alex, landing on the floor. Alex raised herself up on one elbow and looked at him. He sat next to her on the desk,
stroking her body slowly, softly, before leaning in to kiss her.
"So, where do we go from here, Alistair?"
She looked up at him in the dark, and all he could see were her eyes shining.
"Shame not to finish what we started, Guv....." he joked as he kissed her again.
He slipped back inside her, falling back into that easy rhythm once
more, but slower, more sensual this time.
Pulling out again, Alistair rose up onto his knees, pulling Alex up with him and impaling her on his hard shaft,holding her tightly and
kissing her on and on as they rocked together to an explosove climax in one another's arms.......
"I want your body, and you want mine
So what's the problem?..........."