“It kind of was,” she says. At least he made it right though.
Midge sighs. “He may have cheated on me, but he’s really not a terrible guy.”
They get along most of the time, though arguments do happen frequently enough that Midge doesn’t regret her divorce. Ultimately, it’s about keeping things civil for the kids.
"Sometimes I can't help but push back if someone is being aggressive towards me." He says quietly and gives her another squeeze, "But tonight wasn't the time. So I'm sorry."
He pauses to just hold her for a moment before pulling back and offering her a little smile, "We've decided to meet up next week for a pint. Just the two of us so we can talk like regular blokes."
Without an audience of Midge's friends or the pressure of trying to behave or act a certain way.
“It would,” she agrees, “especially if you plan on staying around.”
He’s been around for a while now. Midge doesn’t know when he’s going back to England and he’s a bit afraid to ask. She’s going to miss him tremendously.
“I hope not,” she replies, “but I know this isn’t your home.” Her face clouds at the thought of him leaving. “I… wouldn’t expect you to be here forever.”
“I guess I’ll keep you, then.” Midge smiles up at him, then rests her forehead against his. “Thank you for coming tonight.”
The guests start to make their way out one by one until just Midge and Alfred are left. She sits on the couch, exhausted, but tugs in his hand so that he’ll sit next to her.
“Parties are fun, but can be exhausting,” she says. “To be honest, I’m glad to have you all to myself again.”
Alfred makes sure to say goodbye to each of her friends, wanting to make sure he leaves a good impression, especially after the debacle with her ex. But once they're all gone he flops down next to her with a sigh.
"Same. It was fun but it's nice and quiet now, just the two of us."
“Every single time, love,” she replies, her fingers digging into his dark hair. “You never leave me unsatisfied. I’ve never known a man who likes eating a woman out more than you do.”
"Maybe." He murmurs before moving to meet her in that kiss, his tongue slipping past her parted lips as his hand moves higher, the hem of her dress being pushed smoothly up her legs.
Midge moans softly against his mouth, feeling her heart start to race as he pushes her skirt up her thigh. She opens her legs more for his wandering hand as her own hands grasp the front of his shirt.
He kisses her slowly but thoroughly, his tongue dipping in deep as his hand slips higher. The tips of his fingers brush against her silk panties, grazing the warm area between her legs.
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She wraps her arms around his waist and rests her head against his shoulder. “Thank you, for whatever you said.”
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"No thanks needed." He says and kisses the top of her head. "It was partially my fault."
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Midge sighs. “He may have cheated on me, but he’s really not a terrible guy.”
They get along most of the time, though arguments do happen frequently enough that Midge doesn’t regret her divorce. Ultimately, it’s about keeping things civil for the kids.
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He pauses to just hold her for a moment before pulling back and offering her a little smile, "We've decided to meet up next week for a pint. Just the two of us so we can talk like regular blokes."
Without an audience of Midge's friends or the pressure of trying to behave or act a certain way.
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She’s kidding… mostly.
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He’s been around for a while now. Midge doesn’t know when he’s going back to England and he’s a bit afraid to ask. She’s going to miss him tremendously.
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"You think I'm going to take off soon or something?"
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The guests start to make their way out one by one until just Midge and Alfred are left. She sits on the couch, exhausted, but tugs in his hand so that he’ll sit next to her.
“Parties are fun, but can be exhausting,” she says. “To be honest, I’m glad to have you all to myself again.”
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"Same. It was fun but it's nice and quiet now, just the two of us."
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“I have very fond memories of us on this couch,” she says cheekily before leaning over to kiss him. “You were so confident that night.”
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Midge pauses to give him a few languid kisses.
“And you did, so many times that night.”
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Midge happily reaps the benefits of that.
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Leaning forward, Midge kisses him with more passion this time, her mouth opening against his.
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“Looking for something?” She asks teasingly as her own hands start to loosen his tie.
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"I could have sworn they were in your bedroom but now I dunno...."
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“They could be down there,” she says coyly. “I guess you could always take off my panties and have a look.”
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