Retribution

Chapter: 36

It had now been a little over 3 weeks since the birth of Michael William Grissom. His parents had gradually began to find happiness again and were readily sharing their thoughts and feelings with each other. Their only true worry was their testimony at the court case in 4 weeks time of the fiends that had abducted and tortured them. It was a pretty open and shut case but still, reliving what happened would be hard.

Grissom had it all planned. Tonight was….the night. Sara had been out all day shopping with Catherine. Unknown to her that Grissom had arranged the excursion. Catherine’s mom was going to look after Michael for the evening and had already picked him up. Grissom had a feeling he might get an ear bashing for that one, but it was now or never and he needed to do this without any interruptions. It had taken him too long to pluck up the courage and if something, anything interfered he could loose that confidence it had taken him years to build.

Sara pulled her car into the drive way and sighed heavily. She looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was a little before 7.30pm. She didn’t expect to be out so long, but for some strange reason Catherine kept delaying their return home, Sara didn’t think that much of it, just that maybe Catherine wanted a bit of company. Little did she know what she had in store for her…..

She got out of the car with her bags and reached the front door. Her full attention brought to the note attached to the front door……

“Please use back door. Go up the backstairs. Relax, bath, there are clothes laid out for you on the bed. I’ll be waiting for you when your done….G.”

Sara cocked an eyebrow but then smiled. What was he up too? She didn’t argue, picked up her bags and headed around the back as requested. She didn’t see Grissom peeking through the living room window at her. He quickly grinned and then headed back to the task at hand.

Sara entered the bedroom, placing her bags on the floor. Her eyes soon found the clothes laying on the bed. A grin appeared on her face and she felt a tingle between her thighs at what she was looking at. A luxurious black, low cut dress with a side zip, black high heels and a black silk bra and panty set which didn’t leave much to the imagination because there wasn’t much of it. She couldn’t believe Grissom had been out and bought these. Maybe her taste had finally rubbed off on him.

She happily shuffled into the bathroom and ran a bath. Eager to find out exactly what was going on. She undressed quickly, got into the tub, and pleasantly relaxed amongst the bubbles. But she could feel her anxiety building about what tonight would hold. For the first time in a long time she felt giddy like a child, and…oh so horny.

Sara slowly walked down the stairs some 45 minutes later. Her nostrils immediately went into overdrive.

“Hmmm”, she whispered. She walked into the open plan kitchen just as Grissom was placing a bowl of fresh vegetables onto the fabulously dressed table. Their best china, crystal glasses, candles and a fresh bunch of red roses in the middle. She gasped at the sight before her. Not only the layout but Grissom himself. Head to toe in his best tux. Black, sleek and my…oh so hot!

She gulped, he looked so damn fine. Plus with the fact he’d decided to re grow the beard just added that little extra sexiness that Sara knew any other woman would gladly kill to get their hands on. But he was hers and she lapped up the sight before her.

He looked up to see her approach. His eyes almost popping out of his head and his dick from his pants at the sight of her.

“Hi”, she said casually, trying to hide how she was really feeling. Grissom’s mouth was wide open, he had no idea she’d look so good in the dress.

“Wow!”, was all he could muster.

Sara smiled broadly as she got closer to him. “I could say the same thing”, she said eyeing him up from top to bottom. “How long have you been planning this?”

“A while.”

“Oh..”

“Sara…you look…amazing.”

She placed her hands around his waist. “You don’t look too shabby yourself”.

He smiled as she gently leaned in and kissed him softly on the lips, but only briefly. He’d put a lot of effort into this and she didn’t want to spoil dinner by getting him too excited….just yet!

“You need any help?”

“Thank you, but no. All under control.” He took her hand and pulled out a chair for her. “You sit and relax. I’m at your beckon call this evening. Anything you want, you shall have.”

Sara chuckled as he kissed her hand and headed back into the kitchen.

“Anything huh?” She asked him grinning.

His left eyebrow left shot upwards. “Oh yes…” he hissed.

“Hmmm..” Sara silently contemplated.

“Would you like some wine?” Grissom asked as he took a bottle of the finest Chablis from the fridge and reached for the bottle opener.

“Absolutely”, she replied happily.

Grissom placed the opener in the cork just as Sara began to speak…

“Hey…where’s Mike?” Sara knew he wasn’t there. She’d already checked the nursery on her way down. She had a slight tone to her voice and Grissom gulped as the wine cork popped from the bottle. He walked to her and handed her a glass. Her smile now gone and a stern look on her face. He actually felt a little afraid.

“Errm, egh….”, he swallowed hard again. “ He’s at Catherine’s, her mom is looking after him…”

Sara tried to keep a straight face. He closed his eyes awaiting the onslaught. He waited and waited. Finally he opened his eyes to see Sara grinning up at him. He was shocked. She was laughing at him. She reached up and took his hand.

“It’s fine”. She knew how much effort he’d put into this and even she knew that they could use a night alone together.

Grissom sighed with relief. “Thank you”.

“For what?” Sara asked.

“You”, he smiled and headed back to the kitchen. Sara felt her heart melt at his words.

Grissom cleared the dinner dishes and placed them in the sink.

“Would you like dessert now or later?” he asked.

Sara thought and then stood. “Hmm, later.”

She walked up behind him and hugged his waist, placing her head on the back of his shoulder.

“Thank you. That was delicious”.

He turned and now placed his arms around her waist. “My pleasure.”

Sara fiddled with his tie. “Do you know what seeing you in this tux does to me?” She said in a sultry voice.

Grissom pulled her closer to him, feeling the electricity emitting from her body. She reached up and stroked his stubbled chin. “I’m so glad you decided to grow it back. Always did love you with a bit of rough!”

He smiled and leaned in, placing a soft kiss on her lips.

“I have to use the bathroom”, Sara whispered in his ear as he held her close. “Give me 2 minutes?”

Grissom nodded as she swept her finger across his lips, and then headed upstairs swinging her hips in a manor that drove him crazy. He felt his arousal for her growing 10 fold. He looked down at his pants. “You stay down boy”, he said to himself. “We have something very important to do before any of that!” He thought un sexy thoughts, well, he tried.

He quickly whistled and Hank came bounding out of the study. “A quick pee break for you my boy then I’m afraid you’ll be staying in daddy’s office tonight.” Hank gave a slight moan as Grissom let him out into the back garden to relieve himself.

Sara returned a few minutes later to find the room glowing, the aroma of scented candles and slow soft music playing.

Grissom appeared from the darkness holding his hand out to Sara. “Dance with me?”

Sara smiled, feeling a chill down her spine as she stepped forward and took his hand.

He pulled her close, feeling his chest press against hers. Taking in her intoxicating scent. He interlocked his fingers around her waist and she placed her arms around his neck. They were almost nose to nose now. He looked deep into her eyes to see the desire and love she had for him. Stronger than he’d ever seen it before. She closed her eyes as he began to sway slowly to the music. Taking her with him. He could hear her breathing as it gradually got heavier. He knew she was aroused and most likely very wet already. The thought was driving him crazy. He had to control himself or he’d never get it out. He felt her hips move, rubbing against him, and that was his undoing. As she began to kiss his neck he couldn’t take anymore and he pulled back suddenly, startling her. She looked at him, confusion milling in her eyes. Oh no! Was he going to back off…again.

“Sara…..”, he whispered reaching up to touch her cheek.

She frowned, she didn’t know what was happening now. “What……” and then she stopped as he took a step back. He got down on one knee and took her hand tightly in his.

Her face dropped, mouth opened and her heart rate flew off the chart. He wasn’t….was he….is he…?

He swallowed hard and took an almighty deep breath, he looked into her eyes and cleared his throat.

“Sara…”he began. “I’ve….er…”, swallow, “erm…been wanting to do this for so long.”

She gazed at him, not able to take her eyes off him for a second, now she swallowed hard.

“You are my life…everything I’ve ever wanted and everything I ever want. Without you, your support….your love….I am nothing.”

As he reached into his pocket Sara felt tears welling in her eyes. He pulled out a velvet box and flipped open the lid to reveal a beautiful golden ring topped with a large stunning diamond. He held it up to her.

“I was wondering….Sara Sidle…would you do the honour of becoming my wife. Sara….will you marry me?……..”