Taking a Day Off

Wes and Rae continue one more round of sex and they are finally tired. So tired that Rae is still sleeping when it is almost 10 A.M. Which means, Rae is about to be late for work.

Wes wakes her up only to try to make love to her again. Wes simply puts another condom on him as he already has a morning hard-on.

Rae completely forgets the time. She spreads her legs, watching Wes entering her again. She doesn't think she can get enough of this. It feels so good. He has to be the hottest guy that she ever had sex with.

After Wes comes, he suggests that they shower together. So she follows him to the spacious bathroom. She tries to contain her shock when she sees how pretty and clean and big the bathroom is.

As the water runs and washes their body, Wes slowly kisses her down to her thighs, and then he attempts to give her an oral sex.

"Wes, I'm actually quite sore now, save it for another time," She places one hand on his ear.

"Can you give me one then?" He stands up, and pushes himself against her.

Rae is very surprised by Wes's sexual appetite. Again? How many times can he come within 12 hours? Rae kneels down and takes him in her mouth. She actually has never really done it. This might be the second or the third time. She doesn't really like giving a blow job, really.

Maybe she shouldn't, but her mind wanders to something else when she has his hardness in her mouth.

Rae is now comparing her sexual experience with Dan and Wes in her head. She is only comparing these two men because her other and only sex experience was in college. That was nothing to remember about. Dan was good but, honestly, she didn't have orgasm with him. Other than how Dan was kind of hurrying to leave their first night together, Dan was overall a decent lover. He came to see her at work with his fellow firefighters. He brought her flowers. He did little cute things like hugging her from behind to keep her warm.

Rae realizes that maybe the little things really matter to her.

After the shower, Rae dries her hair, she sees missed calls from work on her cellphone. Oh shit! It's already past 11!

"Oh my gaaahhh-----!" Rae howls. Rae then rushes to put her clothes on.

"Don't go to work. Spend the day with me, Rae. We've never spent long enough time together." Wes grabs her arms.

"But I have to —" Before Rae can finish her response, Wes puts a finger over her lips and stops her. "Please, call it in. It's just a day. It doesn't hurt. I want to take you out and do something fun. You deserve to do something fun. Please."

Rae then calls to tell both workplaces that she won't be coming in.

"Do you mind if I make a short stop at my apartment so I can... change my clothes?"

"Sure, I'll drive you back."

Wes takes her back to the apartment complex and waits in the car. Rae quickly runs upstairs, and Wes smiles as he watches her small figure moving so fast.

Rae gets in and sees Z sitting by the kitchen. He's actually reading a magazine. But he quickly stands up and he is shocked to see her here.

"Why are you back already, Rae? Are you done with work already?"

"No, um, I called them and told them I won't be going to work today." Rae looks embarrassed, "I... I overslept." Rae quickly goes to her closet and she takes off her shirt. Z turns around so to not look at her.

"So I'm guessing you and Wes had a good talk and you went home with him. That's where you slept, right?"

Rae remembers Z saying he will not be monitoring her using the watch anymore.

"Yeah. Thanks for telling Wes to come get me."

"So have you guys come up with any solution? To take care of the internet rumors about you and him?"

"Oh, not yet I guess. We thought we'd ask you if you could detect who might be the person started it."

"I can try to if you want me to. But, knowing who started the rumors about you is not important anymore. It should be about what you and Wes are going to say to clear your name. My analysis says, even if the city staff tell the public that it doesn't matter that you guys knew each other, that won't put out the flames. The public are just now very irritated by the image you presented."

"I'll ask Wes if he can say something in my defense later."

"Ah, you are going out with him right now." Z can't help but turn around. He wants to see her face. He wants to analyze her status right now. Oh. She is very happy and very satisfied sexually. She is not even worried about any of the bad news about herself. She is still feeling a little guilty for not going to work and for going out with Wes. But she does recognize she needs to do something outside of work.

Z is happy that she's happy. But he's worried this might not be good in the long run. Rae is jumping into a new pattern because she is being convinced and affected by Wes. There is a good percentage of chance if things don't go entirely well, she will be devastated. She will be stricken with self-blame.

"I don't know when I'll be back, Z. I will try to text you?"

"Don't worry about me. Hey, do you mind I use your other set of your apartment keys? Because I might want to go out and I want to lock your door."

"Sure, do you know where it is?" Rae is surprised Z wants to go out.

"Yeah. It's in your drawer in the kitchen. Message me if you need anything, Rae," Z smiles.

Rae goes back to Wes's car.

"Where are we going?" Rae asks.

"I thought I'd take you out to the beach, take a walk, and then we can sail a little. And then we go grocery shopping together. You mentioned you like grocery shopping, right?"

"Yeah, you remembered!"

As they walk along the beach, Rae tells Wes what Z suggests. They need to say something to change their image.

"What do you think we should say about the internet rumor?"

"I don't think we should engage in the gossips. I'll just call Sudbury city hall and ask them to clarify the rules. We didn't break any rule."

"Z says it doesn't settle how people think I don't deserve going on the show anymore. Because they don't like me and I think I lied."

Rae then notices an elderly couple walking towards them. They are making eye contacts with them.

"Hello, son!" The elderly woman starts first. "Is this the girl on the internet they are talking about?"