A real life inspired story. Hope you guys enjoy!

-d3vilish

Dinner and a Side of Sex: Chapter 1 - Order In

She bit her lip as the sound of his voice ran through her body. It had been a month since she'd seen him last and it would be even longer before she saw him next.

"Sorry Carter. They have me buried in paper work this weekend, but I'll make it up to you - I promise."

She groaned her disappointment in the phone.

"It's just one more week!" He offered trying to ease her frustration. The truth was that this was the third time that they had to reschedule their weekend plans. The first time Sam was injured from an off-world mission that went sideways when they accidentally gated to what they thought was a deserted planet. She was under strict orders to remain in the infirmary on base to make sure her wound wouldn't fester any residual infections. The second time it was Jack's turn to cancel. He had been called in to a last minute meeting with the Joint Chiefs and the President. Saying, "I'm sorry sir, but I have a hot date that I just can't cancel. But how about the following Tuesday?" wasn't really an option. Time was never on their side. Even before they were together the timing never seemed right for them.

Jack walked around his apartment and looked out the window as he held the phone close to his ear. He could practically hear the disappointment in her breathing. "The time will fly by quickly, I promise." Jack continued to reassure her. "And, I'll even take you out for a fancy dinner with dessert to follow." He said with emphasis on dessert. He smiled that smug smile as he heard her breath catch ever so slightly on the other end. "Dessert" was their code word for "phone sex". Since there was 1650 miles between them, phone sex was the only way they could be intimate when Sam came back from her off-world missions.

It had been a long and lonely road, and to say that they were getting tired of the distance was putting it mildly. Phone sex was the only other way they could make the distance a little more bearable. The first time they had "dessert" was innocent enough. Jack had playfully asked her what she was wearing and after looking down at her track pants and tank top, she has responded forgetting to mention the track pants altogether. It was hot and sexy and Sam had no idea what a turn on hearing his voice could be on those many nights together.

She sighed, hugging her knees on the bed. "Okay, then I guess I'll see you next Saturday."

"Sure, just make sure Landry doesn't send you anywhere far this week!"

"Um, you realize that it's virtually the same distance since we are stepping through a wormhole!" She was still able to keep her sarcastic sense of humour despite having her weekend plans and chance at taming her raging libido crushed.

"Actually, I'll tell him myself in the morning that way I can make it an order to keep your sweet ass on the base this week!" She smiled at his silly comment. He knew better than anyone that she had two off-world missions this week with SG-1 that couldn't wait. It still made her smile none the less.

"You do that sir - let me know how that works out for you!" She snorted as she got up from the bed and walked out to her computer. Playfully calling him "sir" usually got him hot and bothered. Holding the phone between her ear and shoulder she logged onto the 'net.

"Miss you Carter."

"I miss you too sir." And there it was again.

"Carter..." Jack warned as he growled her name.

"Yes sir?" She asked innocently as she typed away.

He loved it when she called him sir in that sexy little voice - the voice reserved for these little exchanges of theirs. It made him hard just thinking about it. "Carter?"

"Mmm?" Sam replied into the phone as she clicked away on the keyboard.

He raised an eyebrow at the unmistakable sound coming through the phone. "You're not seriously working while you're doing this are you!"

"Why, what ever do you mean sir?" She bit back a giggle as she continued with her multitasking.

"It's just not sexy when I know you're not really paying attention to me."

"Sorry, just a little behind on work."

"But you have this weekend off."

"Yes, but if I want to get next weekend off, then I have to catch up on these mission reports."

"Geeze what's Landry doing down there? Since when are you ever behind on mission reports?"

"Since my boyfriend thousands of miles away demands phone sex every night of the week!" She returned. Sam wrapped up what she was doing online and printed the page.

Jack sighed. He knew she was upset and sarcasm was her way of deflecting. "Alright, I'll let you get back to your work. Just make sure your calendar is clear for next weekend!"

"Done."

"Good night Carter."

"Night." She waited until Jack hung up before she set the phone down and jumped out of her seat. Grabbing the sheet of paper that came out of the printer, she quickly got her bag and car keys and ran out the door.

Sam didn't know what made her do it. Here she was, hours after talking to Jack on the phone, in Washington D.C. just outside of his apartment in the drizzling rain. She was never an impulsive person, but tonight - she was! She heard the cab she came in slowly leave, the sound of tires against wet asphalt, as she gazed up to his bedroom window. The light was still on which meant he was actually working... or watching porn.

Jack had given her a key to his apartment when they first started dating. He figured that if she ever needed a place to stay when in Washington that she could always drop by. She was definitely always welcome. As Sam turned the key and opened the front door, the distinct smell of pasta filled the apartment. He must of have had a very late dinner she decided judging by how strong the smell was.

Slipping off her shoes, she walked over to his study. The sound of key strokes on a keyboard got louder as she approached. Sam stood boldly in the door way as she cleared her throat loud enough to make him swivel in his chair.

He had his glasses on - the pair that he thought no one knew he had. Jack only used them for close reading, but he was still embarrassed by them. Sliding them down his nose to get a better view of the sexy woman standing in his door frame, the work on his computer became long forgotten.

There she was standing right before him. Her hair was tussled, slightly wet and wild matching the fire in her eyes. She had on a tight red tank-top that showcased her breasts and exposed a little of her midriff and a little of her belly button. Her tightly hugging, low rise jeans fit her perfectly making his hard on return as he stared, mouth open, at the woman standing before him.

She raised an eyebrow and smiled that wicked Carter smile. "Did someone order dessert?"

to be continued...

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