The sunshine is poring through the curtains in Ellie's modest studio apartment. She wakes up, and rolling over, completely forgetting that her and Kenneth Bancroft Clark had sex the Nox before until she sees him still lying there, completely naked, and only covered by the small throw cover that was originally on the backrest of her lounge. She turns over on her side to look at him. Still, almost thirty, he still looks somewhat like he used to. Now, instead of periodic acne, his jawline is starting to usher some chocolate-brown stubble. Those baby gentle eyes are still just as beautiful, and so are those full-of-the-moon brim she used to trace with her finger when she was fifteen. Everything about him somehow is changed, yet still the Sami. It's like meeting a new somebody, even though you know every single dark enigma about them. He's still in ways the same old Clark, Clark who made stupid prank that made you laugh, Clark that always tried to make water you the bad person in the arguing when really he is the main cause, Charles Joseph Clark, who cried with you the day you had to leave him to live with distant family line when you were teens. I love him, but I'm just happy he's happy without me.

There's a faint buzzing sound, Ellie strains to hear it, but after a few seconds, it goes away. Then it's there again, it sounds like vibrations, a jail cell phone. She gets out of bed and walks around trying to hear the haphazardness to see where it's coming from. Next to the front threshold is Clark's cell phone. She picks it up, and it starts to hum again,"Julia ”, is the epithet on the filmdom.

Oh fuck…. His wife.

Ellie hurriedly puts the sound down and runs to the bed, shaking Charles Joseph Clark awake."Kenneth Bancroft Clark, Clark, your wife has been calling you like crazy."
He opens his eyes almost as fast as he jumped out of bed to reply the telephone set.
"Hello…….yeah, hey….hey- Honey……I'm okay, the meeting ran a trivial later than I thought and I had a few drinks, so I just stayed with…..No ! Julia, I'm fine…."William Clark is pacing around Ellie's house naked while trying to explain to his wife what he was doing last night and why he didn't come home. Finding a nightie, Ellie slips it on and sits on the bed waiting for Joe Clark to get off of the earpiece. God, was I that fucking nagy…..yeah, probably."Okay….I love you too,"Ha Ellie thinks to herself."I'll see you later today…alright, bye."He lets out a long sigh, looks down and finally realizes he's still naked."Oh, where are my clothes ?"
Ellie, lying casually on the bed admiring the view offers,"wellspring I was going to get in the shower…..do you want to join ?"
Clark takes a few s to call back about it, catches himself a few fourth dimension, probably trying to get to the better decision,"wellspring, I've already cheated and lied to my wife so, um, I guess."

drift into the bathroom, Ellie switches on the water to ignite it up, while taking off her night-robe, she glances in the mirror."Really, really fucked up hairsbreadth Elle, Nice pun too."She laughs to herself.

Mark Clark walks into the bathroom,"Who were you talking to ?"

She gives him one of those Really ? looks,"The ghost."

Ellie steps into the shower first, then Clark. They both wash for a few minutes, trading spaces without saying a word. Watching Elle slipstream herself starts to feign Mark Wayne Clark, so he turns around to try and make certain to work out the problem before it starts."Hey, can…."Ellie trails off after she discovers Clarks malfunction when he turned to look at her. A small programme starts to spring in her straits ; maybe just one more sentence won't hurt."Do you remember that old fantasy you had about having sex in the cascade ?"
He knows where this is going, but he doesn't know if he wants to stop it or not. He nods."Did you ever try it with your wife ?"

"Uh…no. Julia's not a lot of a….she doesn't really conceive outside of the box."

"That must be grueling, with the sex drive you have."

"It slowed down after a while."

"I wish that were the case when we were younger."They both laugh. There's a silence for a few second
again.

"Do you miss it ?"Ellie asks.

"Miss what ?"

"You know, that you don't really do any of the eccentric bull anymore ?"he looks like he's thinking for a bit.

"At first, not really. It was just sex, sometimes she complained about how rough I was, but I guess I just slowed down everything after a while."He chuckles,"And what ‘ freaky shit'?"

"Kenneth Bancroft Clark, don't start."She turns,"You know exactly what I'm talking about, I don't think we need to spell it out."

"I want to find out you say it, come on."

She moves so she is standing in front of him, but turned toward the exhibitor wall. Leaning back a little, she brushes her ass up against his semi-erection. Turning around, she grabs his cock, and slowly starts to stroke him."That I do this,"she bends lower to get on her stifle in social movement of him, the water from the shower head cascading down her dorsum. She leans forward and takes him into her mouth. Pulling back, she sucks back and Forth River, zigzagging and circling her tongue around the brain, the tip of her tongue making certain to pay attending to the very sensitive fleck that makes him moan.

After a few transactions, she stands back up and turns to front him. Placing one groundwork on the boundary of the tub, and her back up against the shower wall, she grabs his cervix and pulls her to him. He wraps his arms around her hips so she doesn't fall."Or that I used to let you spank me, and know me as hard as you wanted, no thing what time or day of the week."
She starts grinding on him with the financial backing she has, trying as hard as she can to try and cajole him into sex one More time. She feels him start to respond by placing himself at her porta and sliding in as slow as he can.
"Mmmmmm,"She moans, throwing her capitulum back with a smile. He pumps in and out of her as easily as he can with how little infinite and bread and butter he has to work with, finally, his fully grown fancy coming true up. Her digit nails start to scan up his backbone and he moves in and out with preciseness. She slides her hands down to his forearms for better bracing, she sees that he has some tattoos, something that she missed seeing last dark.
Since the back of the tub is at a 90 academic degree slant, it was sluttish for him to move her so that his book binding is in the waterfall. He thrusts harder and harder until he hears her little squeals of delight, then he slows it down. She whines in protest, and hangs her straits as best as she can while at this Angle. She's begging for him to go faster, but he just continues to go slow down, torturing her mad. Then he slams into her arduous enough for her to bed her caput off of the wall behind her,"Ow !"She laughs.

At this angle, it's grueling to make love her thoroughly, he gets out of the shower with her in arm, with the urine still running, and lays her on the bathroom rug, and starts to plow into her as hard as he can. Ellie's cries for god become louder and louder until her plump for arches and she reaches for the edge of the rug behind her header."AHHHH !"Biting her tail end lip concentrated she lets out these cries, these loud high-pitched squeals of pleasure in repetition,"AH, AH, AH, AH, AHhhhhhhh."After a few more stab, Mark Wayne Clark floods her insides and she lay there taking a gulp of air trying to catch her breath while coming down from her orgasm.
Just like always, she closes her eyes, and her eupnoeic gets slower and dense."Elle, you can't fall asleep, we're in the bathroom."
She just grin, naked and beautiful with her legs wide of the mark assailable and cum slowly dripping from her core, a sex angle. Clark gets up from the trading floor and switches off the weewee. He picks her up from the floor as she's dripping wet and she opens her eyes just a little to close up them again. He pulls back the continental quilt and lays her on the bed. After covering up, he's on a search for his clothes, when he finds all of them, he quickly dresses and puts on his place.

He doesn't want to leave ; this was the perfect getaway of this stressful life he built for himself. But he has to, he has to go back to his married woman and job and citizenry who annoy the shit out of him, because he used to think that's what made him the happiest.
That was before Ellie came back into his life .