{"id":564,"date":"2014-12-11T05:27:14","date_gmt":"2014-12-11T05:27:14","guid":{"rendered":"\/lnc\/?page_id=564"},"modified":"2014-12-11T05:27:14","modified_gmt":"2014-12-11T05:27:14","slug":"evening-delight","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/fanfic\/pg-fanfic\/evening-delight\/","title":{"rendered":"Evening Delight"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Pam Jernigan and Chris Mulder<br \/>\n<br \/>Email: <a title=\"[Link: Send Email to Pam]\" href=\"mailto:chiefpam@lcficmbs.com\">chiefpam@lcficmbs.com<\/a> and <a title=\"[Link: Send Email to Chris]\" href=\"mulders@mindspring.com\">mulders@mindspring.com<\/a><br \/>\n<br \/>Rated: PG<\/i><\/p>\n<p>Set somewhere in Season 6 continuity, between crises. you don&#8217;t need to have read Season 6 &#8230; but then again, it&#8217;s good, so why haven&#8217;t you?<\/p>\n<p>***************<\/p>\n<p>Lois and Clark liked to coordinate their schedules so that they came home at the same time, but it wasn&#8217;t always possible. This evening, Clark had stayed late to finish an assignment, while Lois had collected Laura from day care and taken her home. Clark entered his home with a sigh of satisfaction. It wasn&#8217;t that he disliked his job &#8212; although it was less fun to work by himself &#8212; it was just that he loved being home with his wife and daughter. Their time alone was limited, and precious.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lois, I&#8217;m home,&#8221; he called up the stairs, and heard her moving about in the bedroom.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh good,&#8221; she replied, trusting him to hear her even from a floor away. A moment later, she came down the stairs.<\/p>\n<p>Clark stood still, watching her in appreciation. She looked terrific. Her businesslike suit of earlier was gone, replaced by a slinky black dress, and her hair was freshly styled.<\/p>\n<p>She smiled smugly at his reaction. &#8220;Laura&#8217;s playing in her playpen for a few minutes,&#8221; she reported.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh,&#8221; he replied, distracted. &#8220;I was going to ask. But what&#8217;s &#8212; this?&#8221; he asked, his bemusement evident as he gestured towards her and her &#8230; outfit.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You like?&#8221; she pirouetted, causing the skirt to flare out, revealing a slit.<\/p>\n<p>His breath caught in his throat. &#8220;Oh, yeah.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She strolled over to him, a sultry smile on her lips. &#8220;That&#8217;s good.&#8221; She reached out to fiddle with his tie. &#8220;You see, I was hoping to get lucky tonight.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He reached for her, but she danced away, shooting him a teasing look. &#8220;Honey, believe me, you can get anything you want tonight.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Ooh, I like the sound of that.&#8221; She licked her lips, quite deliberately, watching him to make sure he got the message. &#8220;Because I have something &#8230; unusual &#8230; in mind. See, I&#8217;ve heard that sometimes,&#8221; she purred, coquetting in front of him and looking up at him through her lashes, &#8220;it&#8217;s fun to go to a dark, smoky bar &#8230; find a good-looking stranger &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>A most provocative smile was on her lovely mouth and Clark found himself unconsciously licking his own dry lips as he listened to her sultry voice, &#8220;&#8230; and, ah, seize the &#8230; moment. Do you know what I mean &#8230; honey?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Clark swallowed hard, envisioning her across a smoky room, smiling warmly at him, flirting in public&#8230;. Oh, this could be good. &#8220;I&#8217;ve never done it &#8230; but it sounds like fun.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh, I think it will be.&#8221; She smiled, then gave him a look of limpid innocence. &#8220;So, then &#8230; you&#8217;ll watch Laura while I go out?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He stared at her, too lost in a sensual fog to make immediate sense of this, his brows coming down in confusion. She didn&#8217;t mean&#8230;?<\/p>\n<p>Her sultry look dissolved into giggles as she watched him trying to process this.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Lo-is!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She laughed harder, but moved closer. &#8220;You should have seen your face!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He pulled her into a hug. &#8220;That was *not* funny!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh yes, it was!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The End<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Author: Pam Jernigan and Chris Mulder Email: chiefpam@lcficmbs.com and mulders@mindspring.com Rated: PG Set somewhere in Season 6 continuity, between crises. you don&#8217;t need to have read Season 6 &#8230; but then again, it&#8217;s good, so why haven&#8217;t you? *************** Lois and Clark liked to coordinate their schedules so that they came home at the same [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"parent":13,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[43,427,1],"tags":[28,819,434,428,874],"class_list":["post-564","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry","category-chris-mulder","category-pam-jernigan","category-pgfanfic","tag-chris","tag-chris-mulder","tag-evening-delight","tag-pam","tag-pam-jernigan"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/564","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=564"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/564\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/13"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=564"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=564"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/nfanfic.com\/lnc\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=564"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}