21



The next morning, Urs finally introduced Fara to Seb and Seb to Fara.
‘Well…hello…’ Seb purred, winking at Fara. She was dressed in a shirt of Urs’, it came down to mid-thigh and she was currently only wearing her knickers underneath it. They were in the kitchen during the meeting.
‘Hi…’ Fara blushed back.
‘You even look good fully clothed.’ Seb told her, winking again, eyeing her up and slowly down again, taking in what she was, or rather wasn’t wearing. Making her blush even more under his gaze.
‘Wish I could say the same.’ Fara replied, ‘only I wasn’t really paying attention last night.’
‘Hmmm. I remember.’ Seb nodded, winking, ‘you having your mouth full at the time.’ making Fara’s blush become more deeper. She was now a fetching scarlet colour, matching her painted toenails.
‘Seb.’ Urs warned, coming to stand behind Fara, slipping an arm around her waist.
‘Sorry, couldn’t help myself.’ Seb winked.
‘That’s OK.’ Fara said, ‘from what I remembered from last night, I’m definitely with the right man.’
‘Ouch!’ Seb winced at this comment.
‘You tell him girl.’ Roberta agreed, coming into the kitchen now to join in with the conversation.
‘Breakfast.’ Urs then announced.
‘Hey.’ Roberta said, getting an idea, ‘how about a dinner party tonight?’ she suggested. As Seb started to fry bacon and put the coffee on to brew.
‘With who…?’ Urs asked, topping some toast into the toaster.
‘You, Fara, Seb, me, Carlos and his new girlfriend…David.’ Roberta reeled the names of.
‘OK.’ Seb nodded, looking at Urs for confirmation.
‘OK.’ Urs finally agreed.
‘Great. I’ll call everyone later.’ Roberta smiled, delving into the fridge for orange juice while Fara searched the cupboards for glasses.
‘That’s okay with you…?’ Urs then asked Fara.
‘I’d like that. To meet all your friends.’ Fara nodded.
‘Even thought David and I aren’t actually talking at the moment…’ sighed Urs.
‘Maybe, I could help with that.’ Fara suggested.
‘You couldn’t do any more damage.’ Urs sighed again.
‘Leave it to me.’ Fara said, kissing Urs lightly on the mouth.

Fara, after breakfast had to leave. She had to change clothes and had some work to do.
‘Can I come…?’ Urs asked as she stood in front of him, dressing herself in the clothes she had worn the night before. God. She looked sexy. He could feel himself getting hard again.
‘Oh no. No.’ Fara laughed, ‘if you’re there I won’t get any work done.’
‘You will…’ Urs tried.
‘Oh no. No. If its anything like last time..’ she replied.
‘Not my fault I can’t keep my hands off you..’ Urs winked.
‘Hmm…and because of that I can’t look at my desk, or filing cabinet or wheelie chair without smiling.’ Fara laughed.
‘So…can I?’ he tried again.
‘No. Not this time.’ he was told.
‘Oh..’ he tried pouting.
‘Not going to work.’ Fara lied, briefly kissing his mouth before regrettably leaving dressed in her outfit from the night before with the shirt she had borrowed from Urs for breakfast over the top.
Urs watched her go. Then he sighed, ‘Right…one cold shower coming up.’ he muttered to himself. It would be his second shower of the morning. The first one he had had a fun time sharing with Fara. She had been in the shower alone. He had climbed in behind her, cupped her breasts, kissing her neck and had taken her from behind. He had been more than ready and so had Fara. She had been masturbating at the time. They had both come rather quickly and violently, crying out each others names.

Roberta arranged the dinner. Calling up everyone. No-one turned her down. David even asked if he could bring someone with him.
‘Sure.’ he was told by Roberta. ‘The more the merrier.’
‘I…kind of need to apologise to Urs too, at dinner.’ David said.
‘Well, he’ll definitely be there.’
‘Great. Great. 7pm you said?’ David asked.
‘On the dot.’ Roberta confirmed.
‘We’ll…be there.’
Roberta wandered who David would be bringing. From what she had heard from Seb at Urs’ birthday party you couldn’t quite guarantee his ‘’partner’’ would be female. Roberta wouldn’t be at all shocked if David turned out to be gay. He did seem the most violent about being straight. Could it all be a front? To hide his true feelings? Well, later tonight would answer at least some of these questions if not all of them. It would be interesting to find out. Roberta smiled to herself and wondered. Hmmm…well. Soon all would be revealed. One way, or another.

Fara didn’t get all that much work done that day. She was still too turned on by the night before. She considered going home, getting her vibrator out but she knew, even that now wouldn’t be enough. She needed Urs. To be here. To be inside her. Only him would feed the need inside of her. She was turning into a sex maniac. She was desperate for sex. Desperate for Urs and only Urs. She needed him more than the air she needed to breathe. He was slowly becoming everything to her. What was happening to her? Before Fara had met Urs, she had enjoyed being single. Enjoyed being by herself. Hadn’t had that much interest in sex, not really. Her last sexual male partner had been over five years ago. Then that had only lasted six months at most. Fara had liked being single. Not having anyone to reply on. But not now. Now she couldn’t breathe, let alone concentrate on anything unless Urs was there. Then she only wanted to touch him. To kiss him. To taste him. To have him deep inside of her. Without him, Fara couldn’t be the Fara she wanted to be anymore. She no longer felt whole. She needed Urs, all of Urs to be whole again.

Roberta was in the middle of having a nervous breakdown.
‘Why, oh why did I suggest a dinner party?’ she muttered, searching thought a load of cooking books, looking for inspiration.
‘What’s wrong honey?’ Seb asked, hearing her mutter.
‘I don’t do cooking.’ Roberta sighed.
‘And don’t we already know it’ Urs remarked, smiling. In her time, Roberta had been known to even burn boiled water!
‘I’ll do it.’ Seb smiled.
‘Eh…?’ Roberta looked puzzled at him.
‘I’ll cook. I can cook you know.’ Seb repeated.
‘But you do most of the cooking anyway..’ Roberta sighed. Even their special dinner they had shared the night she had declared her love for Seb hadn’t been hers. She had bought it all pre-cooked and pre-made and had only had to re-heat it all up. Even that she had almost ruined. Nearly cooking it for too long.
‘That’s OK. I don’t mind.’ Seb smiled.
‘Oh! Thank you!’ Roberta hugged her boyfriend.
‘We’ll have…’ Seb thought for a moment, ‘roasted duck. Spring greens. New potatoes.’ he reeled of a dinner menu.
‘Stop. You’re making me hungry!’ Urs smiled, rubbing at his stomach.
‘You.’ Seb looked at Urs, ‘can do desert.’
‘OK.’ Urs nodded.
‘Robbie?’ Seb then asked.
Roberta smiled at him, awaiting instructions, ‘You, are on wine, oh, and table preparation.’
‘OK. I can do that.’ Roberta happily nodded.
‘Great.’ Seb nodded, ‘OK, lets get started.’ he then said, noticing the time.