by Ken Reetz

Created on: July 10, 2008   Last Updated: February 04, 2012

Superman Courts Lois

Lois hurried into the kitchen to escape his stare; she splashed cold water on her face to rinse the embarrassment she felt. Lois looked at her reflection in the window and questioned herself.  “What were you thinking by inviting Clark up for coffee at 1:00 in the morning?  And why have you been flirting with him all evening like an infatuated school girl?”   

This was awkward for Lois; Clark was more than a little tipsy and was wandering around her apartment in a strange manner, and regularly casting stares at her that seemed more than casual. She had never felt so naked and vulnerable, it was as if Clark was looking right through her.

The cold water helped. Lois walked back into the living room with her usual poise expecting to end the evening with a polite goodnight and a parting comment about the early meeting scheduled with Perry. But Clark was not in the living room. Instead, a resounding baritone solo was heard coming from behind the door of the hall bathroom.

Clark was obviously happy, almost giddy in fact from an evening of drinking.  Lois initially considered the singing kind of sexy, but then the words caught her attention; lyrics that stuck in her head like the gum that stuck in her hair when she was four years old, complements of Timmy the teaser, her pesky cousin.  Over and over Clark bellowed the tune:

“I can see your naked body
And fly you to Manhattan.
You can’t hide your naked body
I’ll find it even in Berlin.
I can see your naked body
and bend your bars of steel.
I can see your naked body
From your tippy toes to chin.”

This was weird. Lois had never seen Clark drunk before and certainly didn’t know what to think about his taste in music. Strangely Cohen, she thought. Nothing, however, could have astounded her more than what happened next.

Clark exited the bathroom by ripping off the door at the the hinges. He stood there, dressed in a Superman outfit and never took his eyes off Lois – a frozen ‘George Hamilton’ smile locked on his face as he fixed his eyes on her shapely form. The violence of this frightened her for a moment, but Clark’s smile quickly melted her fear – and then her heart.

Clark noticed how pleased Lois reacted to his display of strength and he decided to take things one step further. He advanced to her slowly and kissed her deeply, then gently wrapped his arms around her and danced her to the balcony.

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