Title: Caught In The Act
By: CRene
Rating: G
Summary: A little story with no real storyline just Lois getting caught doing something fun.
Disclaimer: Lois & Clark and other characters belong to DC Comics and their respected companies. I am just borrowing them for our enjoyment.
**Note** Dedicated to my 11-year-old daughter, Annabelle, who wanted a story written just for her and requested a funny one. And thank you to folc4evernday for beta-reading this for me. We had fun working on this one together.
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It was a beautiful summer afternoon in Metropolis. The streets were bustling with activity. Clark headed back from the failed carjacking attempt he'd thwarted to the townhome he and Lois shared. It was Saturday, so neither of them had to go into the office today. They'd been enjoying the day, trying to catch up on chores when he'd gotten the call for help. As he landed on the balcony, he caught the sound of the stereo.
And I am a material girl...
You know that we are living…
After changing out of the suit and back into his sweats and t-shirt he'd been wearing earlier, he carefully closed the bay windows behind him and spied his wife dancing and singing along to the old 80's tune while vacuuming, using the handle as a microphone.
Some boys romance…
Some boys slow dance…
That’s all right with me.
He watched her for a minute to see how long it take her to notice him. Her body was moving along with the beat. His gaze centered on her hips as they swayed back and forth to the music. He watched as she twirled around, singing as loud as she could into the handle of the vacuum cleaner in her hand. The last verse she was louder than the stereo. He had heard her sing before when they went undercover at the Metro Club the first year they worked together, but never like this. He couldn’t wipe the grin off his face as he continued to watch her.
Some boys try, and some boys lie but…
I don’t let them play (no way)…
Only boys who save their pennies…
Make my rainy day…
Clark could not believe what he was seeing before him. His wife was letting her hair down and having fun. As much as he enjoyed watching her move and sway to the music, letting her hips move to the music, he had to tease her for the song choice. Yes, definitely.
You know that we are living in a material world…
Material world…
“Bravo,” Clark said clapping as the song ended with a large smile spreading across his face. He wouldn’t forget this moment for years to come or the image of his wife dancing, singing, and letting go of her inhibitions for a few minutes. Yes, this was an image of his wife he will never forget.
