It had been a whole pandemic since she had really talked to Nameless. Every once in awhile she thought maybe he had been in an experiment that wiped his phone so she would reach out to him to catch up. It was never more than a few exchanges and back to radio silence.
So she was surprised to see a text from him saying he was finally back in town for an experiment at the University and staying at a new hotel. She flirted with him saying that she'd always wanted to see one of those rooms.
A few days later they were having dinner in the fancy restaurant at his hotel. It was strange seeing him again after so long, but they quickly dropped right back into their usual back and forth.
Midway through dinner he said "You've changed. You're sad. What's going on?"
She joked with him that he just hadn't let her get a word in yet. Then she said "One of the last times we saw each other was when I was moving in with that guy, KSL. It was very emotionally abusive, and then the pandemic happened. I've sort of been through it. I'll be fine soon enough, I'm moving out. But it's really been a lot and I haven't really been happy in awhile."
He asked about other relationships, and she told him that since him she'd only had one new sex partner. He was shocked and told her she needed to get out more. She laughed and she said "Maybe in-between pandemics I'll try."
They finished up dinner and headed to the hotel bar, which he found to be severely lacking in his favorite drink, whisky. She smirked and told him to get into her car where she drove him to the new whisky bar. He walked in and said immediately he was in trouble. "Why did you bring me here, you are evil." She smiled, told him that she was driving so he could have all the fun he wanted.
He was about $150 into enjoying himself when he decided to strike up a conversation with the couple next to them. After awhile she realized he was going to keep talking to the guy, so she struck up a conversation with his wife. She was really enjoying the conversation when she saw he got up to go to the bathroom. On his way back he passed her and smacked her ass. Somehow she knew he was going to do that, and she smiled and said goodbye to the wife, as she obviously had to get him back to his hotel.
He was unsteady on his feet walking back to the car, so she looped her arm into his as they crossed the street. He said he was worried that he'd gone too far drinking and "might not be much fun" once they got back to the hotel. She said she had faith that even if they didn't end up doing normal things she was still down to spend the night.
He seemed to forget how drunk he was once they got to the room. It wasn't long before the lights were out and their clothes were all over the room. He seemed to worship her body in a way no one else had ever done, and she felt and enjoyed their connection while at the same time feeling nostalgia for it. The way he touched her made her feel electric and desired, an emotion she wasn't ever going to get used to feeling.
It was sure to end at some point, but it had been almost 6 years since their first "date" and it had always felt like this, at least since their first sexual encounter.
After a bit of fooling around and trying some new things between them, he exclaimed he was a little too drunk to continue, but said he would most likely wake her up in the middle of the night and want to go again.
"Say no more" she stated. He rolled over to go to sleep. She felt funny sleeping completely naked, but all she was able to find in the dark was his shirt. She slipped it over her head and fell asleep.
She was actually the one to wake up in the middle of the night and get a little anxious for more. Snuggling up to his back, she started kissing his neck and biting his earlobes, something she knew for a fact drove him crazy. He was instantly awake and he was excited he almost forgot the condom. They were going for it for a second time in a row when he suddenly cried out and rolled off of her. He exclaimed that he'd blown out his knee. She asked if there was anything she could do, and she got him some painkillers from his bag and talked him through the pain.
Once he was okay she laughed a bit. "You got a sex injury. Good for you buddy!"
They fell back asleep until her alarm went off to get back home for work. She got dressed and used the bathroom as quietly as she could, then roused him a tiny bit, careful not to fully wake him up, to say goodbye.
"I'm heading out. Bye." She dropped a kiss on the top of his head, the only thing really visible from under the covers, and headed out.
