Dangerous Liaison - Sex Stories

Dangerous Liaison

... back down to the village in the Cotswolds that he grew up in. Next week he would be starting shifts at his dad's GP practice. A practice that he and Robbie would one day run together.

I already knew my days in London were numbered. It didn't matter. I travelled a lot, I could base myself anywhere.

"I met Danny earlier," I told him, after we had chatted for a while. "He's a firecracker."

"Yea, he's great. What was he up to?"

"He and Frankie were trying to track down Cam for bedtime stories. I guess they will have rounded up Josh as well."

David nodded. "Yea, Frankie and Cam volunteered to distract them while all the kids were getting sent home. Adults only now."

I polished off my last bit of chicken, admitting to myself I felt much less shaky, and looked at David quizzically. What did he mean by adults only?

He slipped off the stool and held out his hand. "Dance with me?"

I grinned as my feet hit the floor and I took his hand. "You dance?"

"I got sent to the same damn classes Robbie did," he pulled a face. But then smirked and pulled me against him smoothy. "I've still got moves."

His thigh rubbed against mine as he started to move in an easy, swaying motion. "You certainly do," I admitted, my voice trembling a little.

He pressed his cheek to mine and pulled my hips closer. Moving us in something approximating a lazy Waltz. I closed my eyes and breathed him in. It was better than any whiskey.

"It's very good to see you, Mr Franklin," He ...

... rumbled in my ear, a few moments later.

I smiled and relaxed against him. "You too, Dr Armstrong."

"Cutting in," I heard Frankie announce cheekily, and David was whisked away from me. My arms abruptly full of sexy tomb raider.

"I lead," Cam stated bluntly and suddenly I was being tangoed across the dance floor. I laughed and decided to enjoy, because Cam's a fucking awesome dancer. When he spun me away from him, I used my cloak like a skirt and flirted my way back, eyes on his. Cam kept his face hard, but his eyes were amused, as he grabbed me and dipped me. His strength was uncanny, considering I'm a good few inches taller than him.

I grinned up at him. "Don't drop me."

"As if!"

"I think you're a bit fast for my knee," I admitted ruefully and Cam's face changed to concern as he pulled me back up.

"Sorry, I forgot. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but that's probably my limit."

Cam considered me a little sadly. "You were such a beautiful dancer. It makes me weep in my heart that you can't do it anymore."

Truly moved, I leaned against him, my arm around his waist. "Thanks, Cam. But I'm okay, and I love still working around dance. Teaching and judging. I was never going to dance forever."

We stood easily, acknowledging a kinship and possibly starting a deeper friendship, watching Frankie whirl David around the room, in a spinning Waltz that much better suited the music than our tango had. David was laughing, but holding his own quite well.

"I like to ...