Katie continued, staring ahead from the safety of Harland’s one armed embrace. “So, anyway, my parents argued more and more, my Dad drank more and more. They always seemed to be arguing about me, when I heard them. I don’t know why, I don’t think I did anything in particular… I just wanted to play with my dolls, I did my chores, I ate what was put in front of me. When I was fifteen, my Mom woke me up in the middle of the night and told me that she was leaving and if I knew what was good for me, I’d be coming along. I was recovering from a left hook my Dad laid on me that had been keeping me out of school, so I knew she was right. We moved here. I heard about this fair when I was seventeen, I came here and all the smells and music… I don’t know, it just kind of takes me back to that one day.”
Katie felt a drip of something on her head and looked up to see a second tear making its way down Harland’s cheek. She reached up and wiped it away.
“Don’t cry for me, Harland. You of all people don’t have to do that.”
“I don’t know. Maybe I do. Maybe everybody needs somebody to cry for them. Where is your Mom, now? Shouldn’t you two live together, you know, pool your incomes, halve the costs, and all that?”
“We did, at first, but she was never the same. It was hard starting out in a new city as a single woman with kid in tow, but at last we found that room from the Banners. She got a job as a secretary, I got my job at the bookstore, we shared the bed, we had a bit more money for food than I do now. After a couple of years, she started dating her boss. She never introduced me to him though, I’m not even sure if he knew I existed. On my eighteenth birthday I came home from work and there was a letter on the bed. It said that it was my fault her first marriage had failed, and to not try to find her. It didn’t say goodbye.”
“Jesus fucking Christ.” Harland said and wrapped his other arm around her. Katie let her tears flow freely, soaking directly into his shirt. Those previously knotted muscles in her chest briefly tightened again then relaxed even further as she let it all out.
After what seemed like an eternity, but which was probably only a few minutes. Katie stopped crying. She looked up at Harland.
“Why did they hate me, Harland?”
“For no good reason, Katie. You were just a kid, and they failed you. They failed you so bad.”
Harland put a hand on each side of her head and kissed her forehead.
“Come on, let’s get out of here, I think I’ve seen enough for one day.” Harland stood up and offered his hand.
Katie cuddled the stuffed rabbit to her face for a moment, then accepted his hand and stood.
As they made their way out of the fair Harland cleared his throat and looked at Katie.
“Listen, I’ve been thinking. I’ve recently developed a full blown phobia of dogs. Not sure why. I was wondering if you would like to come stay at my hotel instead of going back to the Banners’”
“But Harland, people will talk, they’ll see we’re not married…”
Harland interrupted “So let them talk… or how about if we get you the room next to mine? It’s a legitimate business expense that I can claim anyway. Going all the way out to your place each day is taking away valuable time that you could be showing me around somewhere. Please say yes, Katie.”
“Yes Katie” Katie agreed. The thought of returning to Mrs. Banner’s scrutinising gaze just now seemed like something she couldn’t bear. She’d laid out all her war wounds for Harland, and felt like they had been scrubbed clean. It hurt, but it was the tingly kind of hurt that says you’re on the mend. It wasn’t something she wanted to share with Mrs. Banner.
“Great.” Harland smiled
*****
The woman behind the desk at the hotel glared disapprovingly at Harland and Katie until Harland explained that Katie would like a separate room, at which point the glare lessened in its intensity. The glare returned in full force when she noticed that Katie only had a shopping bag from another dress store as luggage, but she didn’t say anything as she handed over the key.
Harland opened the door to room number 45 and with a dramatic bow gestured inwards. Katie stepped in.
“I had dinner here in the hotel restaurant the day before yesterday after you told me to take a long walk off a short pier…”
Katie laughed, she hadn’t heard that phrase before, but it was a good one. Harland continued
“and it was actually quite good. The menus were even in English. I was thinking maybe we could have dinner there tonight?”
Katie took a breath, but before she could get it out Harland added
“Unless I’m being too presumptuous?”
Katie smiled “Not at all, dinner from an English menu would be wonderful. I guess we should each wash up, and shall we meet down there?”
“Good idea, say at six?”
“Deal.”
“OK, I’m in room 46, just across the hall.” Harland raised her hand to his mouth again and kissed it, then he left, closing the door behind him.
Katie quickly explored her room, almost embarrassed by the luxury compared to her own room at the Banners’. A king size bed dominated the space, the sheets and blankets were impossibly soft. Aside from that was a large set of drawers with a mirror on top of it. It only came up to about waist high, but it was very wide, deep and heavy looking. Did people come to hotels with so many clothes that the needed something like this? The only other pieces of furniture were a table and two chairs, and a TV on a bracket attached to the wall.
Katie explored the bathroom and stopped in her tracks. A bathtub! As a kid she had washed in a glorified trough with water boiled over a fire. In her room at the Banners’ she had a sink. This was incredible! Stacked around the bathtub were several complimentary bottles of soaps, shampoos and bath salts.
Katie dropped the shopping bag, they had stopped at a store along the way so she would have things to change into over the next few days. Turning to the mirror, she saw New-Katie smiling back at her, the smile extended into her eyes, shining bright for the first time in years.
Reaching up to her shirt she began to unbutton it, revealing first her chest and then her bra, an old lacy white one that she’d had for a long time. It was slightly too small for her now and pushed her breasts together a bit too forcefully. She shrugged off her shirt and then reached behind her back to unclasp the bra, which caused her breasts to jut forward. With a sigh of relief she removed the bra and exposed both her and New-Katie’s nipples. Katie rubbed her hand under her breasts, savouring the freedom from the constricting bra. Each breast lifted slightly before their weight brought them back down with a perky bounce. The bra was a large “B” but she was definitely a “C” these days. Her nipples sat perfectly centred on small areolas, and stiffened slightly as Katie watched and continued to rub at herself.
Katie undid the button of her slacks, followed by the zip, and pushed them down, exposing her threadbare panties. She kicked the slacks off and saw them land on top of her shirt. Sliding her hands down her taught navel, her fingers slipped under the elastic of her panties. She felt the twin bumps of her hips under her palms and the soft caress of her pubic hair under her thumbs as she pushed the panties down and exposed herself completely.
Looking in the mirror, she took in the sight. Previously she could hardly stand to look at herself, so rushed through getting changed and washing. However, looking at New-Katie’s body in the mirror, she saw nothing to be ashamed of anymore. Katie let her arms hang at her side for a moment, then slid them back up her slim hips, up her belly and cupped her own breasts, giving them a light squeeze. She imagined it was Harland standing behind her and touching her and felt a lightning quick tingle in her pussy as she held the idea in her mind for a moment.
Katie licked her lips and saw New-Katie copy her. Here now stood a girl that a man like Harland would want, Katie was almost sure of it. Katie had exposed the worst of herself, even now she was surprised by how quickly she had told Harland everything, but he had stuck around. She hoped she w
ould be able to expose the best of herself to him, and soon. She blew another kiss to New-Katie and turned to fill the bath.
Bending over she put the plug into the bath, then turned the taps on, tinkering with them for a while before finding an acceptable balance. While waiting for it to fill up, she surveyed the complimentary bottles in closer detail. Picking one, she dumped an entire miniature bottle into the bath and watched as bubbles began to first hide the water, then pile up on top of themselves in sweet-scented clouds.
Looking back at the mirror over her shoulder she posed for New-Katie, putting on a coy face and covering her turned body. Would Harland like to see her naked? The thought of him pressing close again sent a shiver through her body, centring on her pussy and her mouth opened slightly in an involuntary pant.
Looking back to the bath Katie determined that it was full enough and turned off the taps. Tentatively, she dipped her toes into the bubbles, first obscuring them and then her entire foot. Her foot made contact with the water and she snatched it back. Hot! Steeling herself, she advanced her foot again and hissed a breath in and then out. Planting her foot at the bottom of the tub, she brought the other to join it, letting out an “Ooooohhhhh” as it too first protested at the heat, then grew accustomed to it.
Katie stood for a moment then turned the cold tap on for a while. Hot was nice, but she had her limits! She turned the taps off then crouched down, feeling her ass sink down through the bubbles then make contact with the water. Grasping the sides of the tub, she slid her feet forward, lowering her ass further and submerging her pussy until she was sitting. Leaning back, she rested against the tub and let out a deep breath. Luxury! This was practically decadent! Katie grouped some bubbles together and covered her breasts before relaxing completely.
Katie thought back to the previous night and the kiss, her first in years. It had taken her by surprise, but it was so good. The feel of his hands on her back and in her hair. His body pressing against her chest. Katie thought back to how her exposed cleavage had been tantalised by the feel of him and raised her hands again under the bubbles, tracing around her nipples, and sending jolts of pleasure through her body.
Katie squeezed at her breasts, and then bit her lower lip. She couldn’t restrain herself anymore, she had an emergency! She lightly slid her right hand down her navel again, giving herself a shiver as her fingers brushed along her skin just inside of where her hip protruded. Her fingers ran through the wet tangle of her pubic hair until they made contact with her clitoris. She let out a breath, then resumed biting her lower lip and continued exploring further with her hand.
Katie’s finger traced around the opening to her pussy, which made her hips buck around slightly involuntarily. Katie’s outer lips protruded out, but not by much. She had always considered her pussy to be a “tidy package” and now she slipped the middle finger past the outer folds and into the tight slickness of the inside, pushing in past the first and second knuckles with ease, she was so wet already. Katie retracted her finger, rubbing it up over her clit, then pressed it forward again, back into her pussy. “Mmmmmm” she moaned.
Katie repeated the movement several times, gaining pace slightly. When her middle finger was buried as deep as it would go, she squeezed with her pussy as hard as she could and was no longer able to move her finger, the grip was too hard. She relaxed and withdrew her finger, rubbing her clit, then inserted it again, withdrew, rubbed her clit, inserted and squeezed, breathing heavier and heavier. Again and again she rubbed and squeezed, massaging her left breast with her left hand, panting harder and harder.
Katie’s finger brushed against that special spot inside her pussy that was so sensitive, and she gasped out loud. Flicking over it with her finger in a “come here” motion she started thrusting her hips back and forth, flexing her abdominal muscles and squeezing her eyes shut. Water and bubbles splashed around wildly as Katie writhed under the caress of her own hands.
Katie opened her eyes and spotted the detachable showerhead just above the taps. Reluctantly removing her hand away from her pussy, she flicked the switch that changed the water flow and then turned the water on. A powerful jet of water blasted out from the showerhead, Katie directed it to her breasts, first spraying at one nipple, then the other. Oh god, it felt so good! The spray of water caused a vibration of pleasure each time it hit a nipple, and Katie swapped sides frantically.
Katie raised her legs and put each foot over the side of the bath, then lowered her feet again until her knees rested on the edges. With her legs splayed, her pussy lips parted slightly, Katie reached down with her left hand and with the first two fingers, one on each side, parted her pussy further, exposing her clit. With her right hand she lowered and submerged the showerhead. First the jet of water hit her belly, then her strangely ticklish area just inside her hips, then her pubic hair. When the water made contact with her clit, an explosion of fireworks burst in front of Katie’s eyes and she threw her head back, moaning “Ohhhh yessssss!”
Bucking her hips back and forth, she vocalised her pleasure with increasing volume. “uh….Uh….UH….Mmmm”.
Katie thought about lying in bed, naked, with Harland above her. In her imagination, Katie looked down and saw Harland’s hard cock poised at the entrance to her pussy. Katie grabbed his cock by the shaft and aimed it carefully. Looking up into Harland’s eyes she demanded “Fuck me.” And Harland did.
As Katie imagined Harland thrusting forward, she tipped over the edge of self-control back in the bathtub and squirmed under the pleasure of her orgasm. Pulsating waves of pleasure originated from her pussy and travelled to her stomach where they ebbed, until the next wave hit. “Ohhhhh fuuuuuck yessss.” She said as quietly as she could manage.
The high pressure of the water from the showerhead continued to tantalise her clit, until it became too sensitive. Katie squealed and pulled it away, turning off the taps and hanging it back up. Katie leaned back again then sunk down into the water saying “Oh….. my …. go-blubblubblub” as her head submerged.
Katie resurfaced and wiped the water and bubbles away from her face, then began to calm herself. Tonight she would do her best to make her fantasy a reality. For now, though, she could relax before getting dressed in her new clothes. She had made Harland wait outside when she went into the store to buy these new clothes, because she had also needed to buy new underwear. How long had it been since she had new underwear? She couldn’t remember off the top of her head. Too long, anyway. Katie could hardly wait for the feel of a bra at the proper size, not to mention the opportunity to show off her legs to Harland in the skirt she had bought. Katie leaned back and enjoyed the soak.
*****
Katie exited the elevator and entered the lobby, looking over towards the restaurant and searching for Harland. He was easy to find, taller than anybody else near him. Katie approached him with a smile.
“What do you think?” she asked gesturing down at her outfit.
“Wow… you’re positively glowing.” Harland said. Katie blushed slightly.
“I had a… hot bath.”
“They are relaxing.” Harland said. Katie hoped she didn’t look too flustered. Harland continued
“Anyway, you’re right on time, and here we are. Man cannot live on pink cotton candy alone, are you hungry?”
“Yes, starving!” Katie said and gripped on to Harland’s offered elbow.
Seated at their table they enjoyed a much more down-to-earth meal than the previous night, both of them downing burgers and fries, with root beer to drink. Harland asked about any other good places they could go the next day.
“Well, for young adults the most popular place is probably 52nd street, there’s lots of trendy clubs there, but I don’t think they are open in the daytime.”
“That’s ok, as long as you say they’re popular, we can just have a look around the area.” Harland smiled “You’re an excellent guide.”
Katie smiled wryly. “Sure, take you to a fair and cry into my cotton candy. Some
guide.”
Harland reached over the table and held her hand. “Don’t be so hard on yourself, it was a truly wonderful place. How are you feeling now, by the way?”
“Much better. It’s been bottled up for a long time, there wasn’t anybody to listen. I guess I was pretty desperate to get it out, I bet not everybody you meet burdens you with their issues like this. At least not so quickly. Did we really meet only a couple days ago?”
“Indeed we did.” Harland raised his mug “To us!”
Katie raised hers, they clinked, drank, then laughed at each other’s root beer moustaches.
After dinner they went for a walk, Katie nestled safely under one of Harland’s arms. Neither of them said much, Katie enjoyed the comfortable silence. They were together but alone in their own thoughts. After a while they found themselves back at the hotel, rising in the elevator in silence.
Katie opened the door to number 45 then turned to face Harland. She grabbed his tie and pulled his face towards her own. Their lips met, but this time she was ready for it. His tongue pushed into her mouth and her tongue pushed back playfully. They kissed ever more passionately, Katie felt a dampening between her legs and pushed against Harland, feeling a hard bulge press into her stomach.
Harland broke off the kiss and looked into her eyes, with his hands on her upper arms. Katie was gobsmacked when he said “Goodnight, Katie West. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.” and turned towards his room. Katie was too taken by surprise to tell him that he could see her all night, so just said “Goodnight” as Harland closed his door.
Katie lay in bed that night, a bed so big she couldn’t even touch both edges at once, in confusion. She knew that Harland had wanted her, an erection that big couldn’t lie. But he had refrained for some reason. Why? An answer eluded her and she drifted off into a confused but extremely comfortable slumber.
*****
Katie was woken by a knock at the door. Blearily she looked at the clock, it said 9:15, she was late! She sprung out of bed and rushed to the door.
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