Before the Beginning… or The Beginning of the End

Thomas marched up to Aubrey, the memories of the pier coming back into focus despite the lost day still a blur. “What are you doing here? I told you, I’m not playing games. If you told Rachel, fine. I...”

“Holy shit, you still remember?”

“Of course I remember.” Thomas shook his head as he felt a sudden throbbing pain in his temples. His vision began to blur, but he tried to brush it off as his knees started to feel weak.

“Thomas, it’s okay.” she said, trying to hold him up.

“Don’t touch me. You’re…” Thomas could barely stand.

“I knew you and Rachel had a strong bond, and I know how much you love her, but I figured your marriage troubles were enough to keep you from remembering.”

“What?” Thomas looked up, confused as he tried to move away from her and through the concrete labyrinth to his car.

As much as he tried to get distance from her the pain in his head made him unsteady on his feet causing him to stumble a few times. He tried to dismiss her help until he couldn’t anymore.

“Just breathe, Thomas.” she said as she propped him up against his car. “I’m sorry this is happening to you. It wasn’t supposed to, but I miscalculated.”

“Miscal… what did you miscalculate?” Thomas asked, trying to get his bearings again as a few cars spiraled down the garage and past them. He had to look away each time as the lights of each car seemed to burn his eyes.

She then held his face and pulled him into her as her lips touched his. Soft and gentle at first, but soon he felt himself wanting more as their lips pressed harder into each other. Her lips then parted as her tongue pushed out to find his.

“No.” Thomas said, pushing her away.

“Thomas, this was not how it was supposed to go. I’m not ready yet and neither are you... or Rachel. But you’re close. Both of you.”

Thomas looked at her, confused. “Rachel?”

“She’s fine and she thinks I have the night off. But for now, it’s about us.” she said moving closer to him again, taking his hands into hers. “Now, let go of your guilt, your fears, your restraint, your thoughts of what this might be… and kiss me.”

Thomas paused for a moment, still so confused, but propelled by some unknown **** he didn’t understand. This wasn’t lust or desire or some sort of dream. He still felt a semblance of control, but at the same time there was an urge inside of him driving him forward. He reached up and cradled her face in his hands. Part of him felt anger at himself for being so weak, but another part of him felt unrestrained as he pushed her back against one of the pillars next to his car and started kissing her without remorse. Their lips smashed together as they fought to devour each other in a hungry lust as their tongues snaked out and danced together.

They continued making out as cars passed by, each set of headlights shining bright for only a brief moment before they were lost in shadow again. Aubrey had wrapped one of her long legs around him as he held her tight against the pillar and began kissing down her neck, feeling her soft, smooth skin on his lips as he trailed down the open V of her buttoned up dress. His hands moved up the side of her hips and under her breasts, their weight and softness under his palms telling him that they were unbound under the thin fabric as he pushed them up and almost out of the top of her dress as he bent down and began kissing the tops of her exposed flesh. His thumbs rolled over the silky fabric and over her hardened nipples causing her to let out a series of moans. He was lost in the moment. Intoxicated by her… her everything.

After several moments she lifted his head up and stared down at him with those big blue eyes.

“Thomas. Take me home.”