Dirty Chai

chapter 5: PPS I'm not a stalker

A candy striper was walking the halls with a cart when Frankie entered grandpa's new room after he had been admitted, she went to go get coffee. She was just putting her things down when there was s a knock on the door.

"Good afternoon! I have a delivery for Ms. Collins." It was the girl from earlier.

"Oh um that's me." Frankie was a little confused why she would be getting a delivery.

"Here you go." The girl walked a bouquet in made of pink lillies and fern leaves with some smaller purple flowers she didn't know the name of mixed in.

"Thank you." Frankie said, admiring the flowers. The girl walked out the room and Frankie placed the vase of flowers on the side table near her resting grandpa. They must be from Liz. Frankie thought as she put them down. She plucked the card out from between the folliage and opened it.

To Frankie,

I hope everything is ok, and your grandpa is well. My thoughts are with you both.

Oliver

P.s. I must confess Liz told me where to have these delivered. So I'm definitely not stalking you.

P.P.S I'll call you later.

Frankie smiled. She had met a good man. She took a picture of the flowers and sent it to Liz.

Guess who sent me flowers.

Ooooh those are pretty. Was it Oliver?

It was.

Thank you.

You're welcome. He stopped by the shop today, said he saw you this morning and drove you back home???

Yes we kinda met up for coffee before work.

He's a catch that's for sure.

A knock came at the door. Frankie looked up from her phone and saw the doctor.

"Good afternoon. How are you today?" The doctor said in a hushed tone so as to not disturb grandpa.

"Frazzled but ok. Did the results from the scan come back?" Frankie responded with worry making its way back to her from its brief respite.

"Yes." The doctor said solely. Holding up some films they walked up to the light box. Shoving the scans into the clip,they waved Frankie over. "looks like Marty hit his head pretty hard. He has a nasty crack in his skull and has a concussion. But there's no bleeding so that's good. But I would like to keep him here tonight and maybe tomorrow just to be sure. These things can sneak up on you and I want to be sure we don't miss anything especially with the damage that has been done."

"Ok," Frankie paled at the news. The doctor seemed to have hope and she would hold on to hers too.

"I am also worried the concussion could have exacerbated his dementia though. We won't really know until we can talk to him in the morning" the doctor had asked Frankie if she had any questions but she shook her head no. She was feeling out of it and needed some time to breathe.

Deciding grandpa was probably going to sleep through the night and leaving her number on all the forms just in case a nurse thought she was needed. She decided to go home and have a glass of wine and take a well deserved bubble bath.

Frankie finally got home after driving through traffic and sighed with relief when her keys thunked into the dish she always kept them in by the door. She was exhausted. Mentally emotionally and physically. She was at -10 out of 100 on the little energy meter she thought of in her head. But the bubble bath was very tempting. So she kicked her shoes off. Grabbed the bottle of wine from the fridge she opened earlier that week. And headed towards the bathroom with wine and phone in hand.

The water was running and she took a swig from her wine as she poured way too much bubble bath into the clawfoot tub. She took her clothes off and brought the little stool she kept in the bathroom closet to the tub. Setting the phone and wine on it before stepping into the perfectly warm and soothing water. She felt relaxed all ready as she sighed, lowering herself into the bathtub.

Her phone buzzed on the stool. She reached a hand out and patted it dry on a nearby towel before answering. It was a facetime from her lover boy.

"Hello lover boy" she answered.

"Uh hi! I'm sorry, is now not a good time? I didn't mean to facetime either but I'm glad I did." Oliver had such a sexy grin, Frankie thought as Oliver adjusted the camera to show his face.

"It is a good time. And somehow I doubt facetiming was an accident." Frankie smiled at him in what she thought was a flirty way. "How was your day?"

"I'm going to pretend it WAS an accident though. My day was alright. Worried about you most of it. How are you feeling, Princess?" Oliver sounded sincere and Frankie was touched that a stranger, who she definitely had feelings for now, was worried about her.

"Rough. Distract me from it a bit?" Oliver nodded in response to her request. "Tell me about you. All that awkward first date stuff that feels like we're past now" she said.

"Alright then. I grew up in New Hampshire, moved here after college when I got a job in marketing. I've worked for the same company since but have worked my way up to a management position. I love your shop's branding by the way. You are very tactful with it." She smiled at his compliment.

"Thanks. I went to school for graphic design but graduated with a fashion degree. Most of the pieces in my shop I designed. The boxes that came in the other day were actually my latest collection coming from the manufacturer." She took a sip from her bottle of wine.

"That's amazing. I like your designs. Any chance I could see you in a few?" Oliver had that sexy smirk again. Frankie noticed he always had one when he flirted with her.

"Well you already have me naked and inebriated. I'm not sure how much better it could get for you." She was feeling snarky and flirty now and a heat was building between her legs.

"You could be naked and inebriated and under me. That would make it a lot better." Frankie was definitely wet now.

"That's not a bad idea." She took another drink from her bottle. "Maybe you should come over. We could get to know each other better." Now she was smirking.

"f**k. Baby girl. You're gonna have me going wild tonight huh?" Oliver got up from where he was sitting.

"So you're coming?" Frankie was excited now she needed a release of tension so bad and hopefully Oliver sould provide that tonight.

"Yes baby I'm coming right now but you're gonna stay right there and get yourself ready for me." There was a shift in his phone's position and Frankie heard his key jingle.

"So you want me to touch myself while you watch on your drive over?" Frankie slid one hand over her breast as she looked him straight in the eyes.

"Yes." Oliver had started his car. And Frankie moaned as she slid her hand further down past the bubbles down to her furry mound. "f**k baby. I'm gonna pound you so hard."

"Mmmm. I want you to give it to me hard and rough. I want to c*m on your d**k and then lick my c*m off you as you c*m in my mouth" Frankie was riding her hand and let out a loud moan at the thought of him cumming for her.

"Oh f**k yes baby. Imma give it to you, good." Oliver was panting now. "I'm almost there baby."

"There's a spare key under the potted plant." Frankie whispered as shock waves of pleasure ripped through her. "I'm so close, lover boy" she let another moan escape her lips.

"I'm pulling in the drive now baby. I am so hard for you." The car had stopped and she hear him shut the car door. A moment later she heard the front door open and close, then the click of the lock. She hung up her phone then. He walked down the hall towards her. The bathroom light was the only one on and the door was ajar. She moaned again as she thought of his c**k in her.

He stopped in the doorway opening the door all the way his shirt and shoes already off. His breathing heavy. The look in his eyes was like a wild animal running on pure instinct.

"You look so f*****g beautiful baby." He walked over to her then with one hand he guided her lips to his, bending down to kiss her hard and with lust filled passion. Frankie thought she'd never been kissed like this before. She moaned into the kiss and as her mouth opened his tongue slipped in. His other hand palmed her breast and played with her n*****s. Making them hard. She sucked on his tongue and when he retreated, bit his bottom lip. He pulled away and grabbed a towel from the rack.

"Get out baby" he held the towel out for her. She did not hesitate and she took the towel to dry off. "How inebriated are you?" He was looking at the nearly empty bottle with an arched brow.

"I opened that the other day and it was only a quarter full when I started drinking it tonight." She was bent over drying her legs off, having dried the rest of her body. When she looked up at him from this angle she saw his member was hard and ready for her and she whined softly as she remembered what he was here for. Oliver's attention snapped back to Frankie. He smirked and grabbed the bottle and chugged the rest.

"There we're probably even now." Oliver said as he finished the bottle. He admired her body. Eyes lingering on her ass since she was still bent over. He touched her round bottom and squeezed it hard. She moaned again and stood up into his grasp.

"I want you on your bed ass in the air. Can you do that for me princess?" He whispered huskily in her ear. Nipping at the outer edge when he finished. Frankie gasped and another wave of her juices slickened her s*x for him.

"Mhmm I can do that for you. Is there anything else I can do for you?" She reached down and gently touched his thick shaft with one hand and the other slipped into the waistband of his shorts squeezing his ass.

"Not right now baby, I need to take care of you first." His husky voice in her ear again. He pulled her closer and tipped her chin up to kiss her again. Softly this time but thoroughly. He groaned. " Your room baby girl. Now."

"Right this way," She led him to her room. And turned around as she backed up to the bed so she was facing him. His eyes looked dark and the soft light from the hallway illuminated his strong frame.

"That ass is so fine." He approached her swinging an arm around her waist and pulling her into another lusty kiss. "Mmmm so sweet. Just how I imagined them. I have wanted to kiss these lips since the day I first met you."

He leaned in for another one. Snaking his other hand up and around her back to grip the hair at the base of her neck. Pulling slightly, so she gasped and he could deepen the kiss. Her hands found their way to the waistband of his shorts, she slipped one hand in and grasped his shaft. He groand into her mouth. Pulling away, but still holding her by the hair he said "Get that ass up in the air for me so I can f**k you right."

She moaned for him again, before he turned her around and smacked her ass. Making her lurch forward. She crawled onto her queen sized bed. Ass in the air and her p***y juices slickening her tighs.

"I want you so bad Oliver." Frankie moaned. She reached down to touch herself again. "f**k me Oliver."

"I want you too Frankie" Oliver said as he slipped his fingers between her folds opening he up and wetting her c**t. He took his middle finger and traced circles around her bud. Letting out a moan and sinking onto her chest.

"You're this wet for me baby. All this is for me?" Oliver asked with his husky voice.

"Yes. Every last drop." Frankie moaned again as he slipped a finger into her, and moaned even louder when he slipped a second into her. Storking her g spot in tandem to the circles his thumb was tracing around her c**t. She arched her back and tilted her s*x towards him more as she rode another shock wave of pleasure.

"Frankie, I forgot condoms." Oliver whispered.

"I'm on the pill. I need you to f**k me." Frankie whined again as Oliver removed his hand from her. He stroked her c**t with the tip of his rock hard c**k, then lined up to her entrance. He pushed into her slowly and she could feel every inch of him filling her. They both moaned when he was fully inside her.

"You're so tight, beautiful." Oliver started pounding her, gripping her love handles tightly as he rocked both of them back and forth and pounded into her hard. Each time he was inside her Frankie moaned in ecstasy. He switched his grip, one hand gripping her shoulder and his other smacked her ass. Pleasure coursed through her as she moaned loudly again. Her orgasm was coming and fast. She could feel herself clenching onto him the closer she got.

"Oliver I'm cumming" it came out as a whisper. Frankie was breathing hard and so was Oliver. She closed her eyes as her body tensed and her orgasm washed over her. Screaming his name she came on him, her p***y milking his still hardened c**k.

"You're so beautiful when you c*m for me." Oliver rasped out. He climbed onto her bed and laid down next to her, d**k in the air. Frankie was catching her breath still but she managed to move herself so she could suck him off. She wanted to taste him. She wrapped her lips around his tip and flicked her tung along the little slit. Oliver moaned loudly "f**k that feels good."

Frankie sucked his length into her mouth and started to bob up and down on him. Using one had to support herself she used the other to cup and massage his balls. He moaned again for her, it encouraged her to make faster as his hand came down and girped her hair again.

"That's it baby" Oliver whispered. Frankie could feel his orgasm coming, his body tensing under her. She took him in and sucked harder. His balls tensed in her hand "Oh f**k. I'm cumming Frankie"

He tried to lift her off of him but she wouldn't let him. She wanted to taste him. He let out a groan and his hips bucked pushing his length further into her mouth. She instinctively pulled back and he came into her mouth. His briney c*m washed over her toung and she flicked her toung over his tip once again. He moaned, and she pulled away from him and looked him in the eyes as she swallowed.

"Frankie, you're going to kill me." He gripped her hair again and pulled her into a long and slow kiss. Pressing his forehead against hers as they pulled apart.

"So much for that first date." Oliver whispered. Frankie giggled. Wrapped in his arms she closed her eyes and let out a contented sigh.

"Stay the night with me?" Frankie didn't want Oliver to leave; she wanted him to hold her as they fell asleep on her bed.

"Ok. I'm going to go to the bathroom, get yourself ready for bed." He kissed her forehead, then got up from the bed. Frankie watched him walk away. She could still feel tiny waves of pleasure, like aftershock coursing through her. She didn't want to wear anything to bed and just climbed under the blankets wrapping her hair up into a bun. Oliver came back watching her do her hair from the doorway.

"Do you have pajamas on?" He asked from where he was leaning in the door jam, still naked.

Shaking her head Frankie said "I don't even have panties on right now. I don't want to wear anything."

Oliver let out a pleased humming sound. Walked up to the other side of the bed and got under the covers with her. Curving himself around her, spooning her. He held her tightly against him. They both fell asleep.