STAND 30

I’m back at work. James is at his desk, I know he’s still stuck on the central paragraph of page 10 of the manuscript we’ve just received from Spain. He cannot figure out what a specific contraction stands for. Maybe I should put and end to his misery and tell him, but it’s just fun to watch him. He’s so concentrated he sticks his tongue out. Just the way Jason does. *Jason* I sigh. I should call him. See how he’s doing.
I pretend to be working on my computer while study him. *he’s not gay, the fact is short and camp doesn’t mean anything*
I can see he’s becoming increasingly nervous. Tiny drops of sweat appear on his forehead. He wipes them with his sleeve. “Stop it please” he says in a very low voice.
I keep on typing something like ‘mdndoafnoanfoeen’ and raise my eyes, “what was that?” I ask him in very casual tone.
“You’re staring at me. You’re making me very uncomfortable. Please stop”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I was so concentrated on my job I didn’t realize it”
He turns to me “you were staring at me. Let’s just pretend you don’t fancy me so I won’t have to move to another office. I like working here” he adds.
I look at him puzzled. I’m sincerely surprised. He just spoke his mind without stammering or taking long pauses. *Maybe Goofy could turn into Mickey Mouse. Good. I think Sam could fancy Mickey Mouse as long as he doesn’t turn into Donald Duck… could be incest…eheheheeh. What are you laughing at stupid cow?*
But I cannot resist, I find myself hilarious, it must be the fact I’m madly in love and I burst into a fit of laughter shaking my head “James, oh no. You got it all wrong” and I snort “I don’t like you! I mean I like you but not like that.”
“I’m not that stupid. You’ve been checking me out all day long. I must tell you …I could not do it. You’re my boss. Don’t get me wrong I think you’re an attractive, a very attractive woman…”
“Is that so?” We both turn around and we see a very pissed Howard standing by the door.
“…and I forgot to mention your new partner scares the hell out me…” he whispers.
I smile at Howard “hello love! That is a great surprise! They gave you a visitor pass!”
He’s staring at James “what did you just say Jack?”
“He said nothing. I was just about to ask him some very private questions because I think he would be perfect for a lady I know” *lady, yeah, Mrs. Sam Balboa* and I smile satisfied.
“I am not talking to you. I asked a question to the bookworm here. Answer me Jack” he hisses
I look at him puzzled “you’re kidding right? We’ve been working together for almost a year now. We don’t fancy each other if that’s what you’re thinking” I say.
He’s still not looking at me “Jack, I need to have a word with you”
I step between them “no you don’t. What he said before was just because he’s a sweet and polite man and didn’t want to disappoint his boss.”
“Told you already. Not talking to you”
“This is ridiculous! Listen, I cannot do this right now. I’m working. Can we talk about it later, at home?”
“Jay was right” he whispers.
Now I am mad “what the fuck is supposed to mean?”
James manages to leave the office slipping between our two desks.
“Well, we had a nice chitchat this morning. He felt like sharing some information with me. He said you have issues in knowing what you really want. You go from one man to another looking for a father figure”
I put my hands on my hips “the semiliterate takes a couple of classes at Uni and now he’s bush Freud? How dare you discussing me with him? And I don’t go from one man to another!”
“We went to the same school and he was a better student.” He hides his hand into his pockets. I could eat him when he does it. “Is it true you said you loved him?”
*this is getting complicated* “Howard…try to understand. It was right after we had our big fight on Butt Green. I hate his family and he stood out for me…”
“So it is true”
“Howard, please, we cannot do this now. I have a meeting in a few minutes…”
“I won’t take any more of your precious time” he looks hurt and defeated.
“Love, please” I try to caress him but he turns his face away, opens the door and leaves. “Fuck!” and I throw a book against the wall.

I get home two hours later. I almost run back. Sam is sitting on the couch, watching TV. She sees me and grabs her coat. “I was waiting for you. He’s in his study. See you later or maybe tomorrow”
“Thanks” I whisper.
I walk upstairs and open the door. He’s sitting at his desk, working on his ibook. I move up behind him and press my breasts into his hard back.
"Hi love" I mumble softly as he’s staring at the computer screen.
He doesn’t turn around. “Can’t talk to you. Not now, not yet”
“Howard…” I whisper in his ear as I put both hands on his shoulders giving him a gentle light massage. Lowering my head I start to nibble his neck. I can smell his aftershave. “There is nothing between James and me. And it is true, I told Jason I loved him. And I was wrong. Not because I meant to lie to him but because I didn’t know what love was. Now I do. I love you Howard. I’ve never loved anyone else before you”. I slowly bite into and nibble the muscle between his shoulder and neck. I hear him moan.
“Do you believe me? I need to hear it from you”
“Yes” he whispers. “No more secrets”
“No more” I repeat nibbling him and he starts telling me in a soft voice "Oh yes, that's so nice."
Moving a little closer I let my hand fall on his knee and begin to move in circles which slowly began to cover more of his inner thigh. Howard’s breathing begins to quicken and I notice he has opened his legs slightly granting me more access. I can see his erection pushing out the front of his jeans.I brush my fingers on his thigh getting close to his sex but I don’t touch it moving my hand to the other leg.
“Touch me” he begs “I’ve missed you so much”
I brush my lips against his cheek and I gently put the tips of my fingers over his groin, then slowly start moving my hand up and down. I’m about to put his zip down when he grabs my hand and stands up. "Come here" he calls softly pulling me into his arms as he braces up on his desk. “I’m sorry”.
“No, I’m sorry, I should have told you”
“I shouldn’t have talked to Jay”
“I don’t care” I say while unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down.
“I don’t want to fight anymore”
I place butterfly kisses on his face “good, me neither, I have something else in mind” and I take off my dress. He slowly gets on his knees, sliding his hands along my tights taking my lace panties down with them. His face is so beautiful now. “Sit on the desk” he commands."How…ard...." I can’t get the words together as his tongue flick over my clit, and places my legs on his shoulders and buries his face between my legs. The moans I’m letting out are graduating into small shrieking sounds when the orgasm overcomes me and I feel my body rinse completely off on his desk, close to his precious computer. I'm still pulsing as he gently lays my back on his desk. He peels off his shirt, and takes off his boxers. He grins and allows me to drag him forward for a kiss. I clean his face with my tongue before he pulls away to drag me to the edge of the desk. “No more fights”
I shake my head “no more”. I look at his body, he is so sexy. And I feel him. I try to breathe easily, but a loud moan passes my lips as he pushes into me. “You’re so tight” he whispers and enters me as slowly as possible. Once his completely inside me he places his big hands firmly under my butt. I clung to his neck, locking my legs behind him, allowing him to move me from the desk to the wall behind him. He captures my lips in his and kisses me senseless, as he begins thrusting in and out of me. I’m moaning, and screaming. I can hear him growling as he fights to delay his own orgasm. He thrusts deeper and deeper. I’m scratching his back, pulling deeper still, until he actually pauses and grabs my hands pinning them over my head with one hand so he can keep me elevated with the other one. “We won’t last long if you keep doing that” he whispers.
“Sorry” I mumble and he chuckles saying “I love you so much”I can’t help it any more; I want him to cum hard. I begin to slip in little motions with my hips meeting him as he thrust forward. Until I build a rhythm identical to his. I feel it’s working when he releases my hands and carry me back on the desk, never missing a stroke. His body is covered in sweat, our eyes locks when I start licking his nipples. The hand on my shoulder tells me he’s close, and I’m going to cum too. I can feel the pressure building inside me, and he can feel it too, in fact, his strokes become even more vicious and powerful. We can’t talk anymore, saving our energies for the physical act. My second orgasm explodes as soon as he finally let go of his own. He holds me close, panting.
I brush sweaty curls off his beautiful face and smile. He kisses me and says “please tell me Sam left” and buries his laugh into my neck.


We’re in our bedroom, Howard is opening and closing drawers making a hell of a noise. I turn to him crossing my arms. “Why don’t you wear your blue shirt? I like it”
He looks at me “so what’s the point in wearing it? You’re not coming”.
“That is sweet and sappy and so donaldy!” I mock him “but I want you to look smashing so that all the ladies at the table will just talk about how lucky I am to have you”
“Do I sense sarcasm coming from your direction?”
“Me?” and I place my right hand over my heart “can’t do sarcasm. You know me”
He gets closer and circles his arms around my waist “I don’t want to go. It’s gonna be horrible and boring. Maybe I should kill Jay. Him and his bloody ultimatum. It’s so unfair” and pouts.
I raise my eyebrow “you have to go because I have the feeling the label wouldn’t like the fact the body doesn’t show up for a pre-tour party and I forbid you to kill Jay because no matter what, we like him…” he gives me a killer look “let me rephrase it, you like him, I barely tolerate the thought of him walking away free while I’m kept prisoner in the Donald’s dungeons”
He kisses my neck “you are horrible”
“And you are almost late, the car will come and pick you up in a few minutes”
“Maybe I could come up with a good excuse and stay here with you”
“Who says I’m staying in? It’s Friday and I’m going out”
“You are? What about the Donald’s dungeons?” and holds me tighter
“Can’t…breath” and I laugh. “I’m going out and party! It’s not like my whole world revolves around you”
“Is that so?”
“Yes” and I kiss him
“So may I ask you what your plans are?”
“Yes you may, I’m not sure I’ll answer you though” and I look behind his shoulder.
He turns around and jumps. “Jeez!” he says, trying not to laugh. “Take that off. You’re not 11 anymore.”
“What?” Sam says with a deep breath. She is standing in front of her brother wearing a Darth Vader mask and holding a light sabre.“Sam I mean it. Cut the crap” She removes the mask and switches off the light saber. “I’m just getting in the mood. Wanna come bro?” and winks at him.“Where to? The intergalactic mental convention?”
I smack his head “it’s the Star Wars marathon, Episode 4, 5, a brief intermission to eat some real sci-fi junk food at the Mos Eisley Cantina and back into the galaxy far far away for episode 6.” I tell him and smile satisfied.
He looks at both of us in disbelief “What cantina? It’s a new place?”
“You really know nothing about the saga, do you? Mos Eisley is the most popular drinking and eating place on planet Tatooine. Or as master Obi-Wan would say” and bow "Most of the best freighter pilots can be found here."
“You too?” and pretends to be truly desperate “I was cheated! The Star Wars crap was never mentioned before. I hate that stuff and her” pointing at his sister “with all her Jedi garbage is more than I can bear”
“I sense something; a presence I've not felt since...” Sam/Dart Vader says to me.
“A tremor in the Force” I add seriously.
“We said blue shirt right? I’m gonna wear my blue shirt, be out of here in no time and I hope no-one will ever be able to find a connection between the two of you and my famous person”
“Embarrassed are we?” Sam mumbles pretending to be Yoda.
Howard shakes his head and wears his shirt.Sam and I laugh “we better get going if we want to get good sits” and I’m about to kiss him when he grabs my arms “we said no more secrets. Is there anything else I should know about you?”
“You talk too much. Do not want to snog me my precious?” I say slipping into a Gollum impression instead.
“Maybe if I’m really nice to Jay he will take you back”
I bite his neck and give him a mischievous look “don’t play this game with me Han Solo, I know you like me” He checks his watch, takes me into his arms and kisses me senseless, lets go of me, and while I try to catch my breath he says “I would not describe it as ‘like’ you, it’s more I tolerate your presence” smirks and leaves.
Sam stares at me and smile “that was one hell of a kiss”
“Tell me about it! We better get going before I change my mind and lock him inside the house!”

We get to the theatre, there are already people queuing. “Sam, I hope you don’t mind. I invited a friend of mine to join us too”
She rubs her hands, it’s really cold “no problem. It’s a he or a she?”
“It’s a he and he’s really really cute”
“Cute is good” she says “I’ve been single for so long even non-cute as long as it’s not blood-related male company would do”
I laugh “I’m so glad I’m no longer in the excruciating dating game. All the losers you have to go out with until you find the one” and I sigh thinking of Howard and what he’s doing while I freeze my butt off to see Star Wars for the millionth times.

As a matter of fact Howard has just walked the red carpet, alone, from the car to the entrance of a very exclusive club in Primerose Hill.
He greets some of the people in there and scans the room until he sees Gary and Lara.
“Hello guys! So good to see a friendly face! And you get to come together! Aren’t you bloody lucky?” he says sarcastically
“Doug, I’m so sorry, Jay needs some time, that’s all”
He grabs a drink “don’t wanna really talk about him. He told me things and I marched to the BL…”
“Don’t tell me you had an argument with her. Oh Howard you know he’s hurt and he would do anything to get back to you” Lara says.
“I do now. But to tell you the truth we did fight and afterwards we had the most amazing make-up sex. So as my missus taught me, I sent him a bottle of champagne and a thank you note.” He winks at her “so I bet he’s gonna be really pissed tonight!” and stretches his long arms.
They pose for a couple of pictures when Jason enters the club heading towards Howard “you must think you’re fucking funny”
“Hello Jay, how are you?” and smirks
“What was the bottle all about? I try to help you and you make fun of me? I’m not gonna bother anymore. I’ll just sit back and relax waiting for the moment she dumps you”
Gary steps between the two of them “guys, in case you haven’t noticed it’s full of people here. Not any people but the press. Do you think you can behave?”
Howard looks at both of them “of course I can. I won’t stay long. Need to go back home to my lady”
“If she’s still there. She tends to cut her relationship short and with no notice whatsoever” Jay hisses
“Don’t worry about us. And you’re right. She won’t be home soon, she’s out, with my sister, not bad for someone who can’t do family stuff eh?” and walks away.