Indecent Revenge

by Riley, Jennifer

  Cathy sat in front of him, all shrugged into the coat, peeking at David with unconcealed curiosity in her eyes.

  “Have you ever wondered where we would be now and what we would be doing, if some of the particular events would turn out to end differently?”

  “No, I’ve never thought about it,” said Cathy straight forward, meanwhile puzzling her head what did he mean by all this. Was “we” standing for two of them as a couple or each one separately? Has “what we would be doing” a general meaning or particular action of two of them in a particular place, aka bed?

  The rest of their dinner went on engaging more obvious flirt. While telling some funny story, he put his hand to rest just above her knee and felt her body trembled at his touch. When his hand crept a little higher more shivers of excitement ran through her back. She noticed, David breathed in her scent as she leaned for some salt. He overwhelmed her with compliments, flattering her vanity and she listened to his stories, delicately and tenderly touching his hand. The further it went, the more she thought about getting him laid. Her skin was burning with the desire. Even a though of his touch left her melting for it.

  “Do you still write?” asked Cathy eventually.

  “Yeah...” smiled David with a slight irony, more addressed to himself. “Shorter phrases, but more effective, those usually go on posters, banners or leaflets.”

  “I’m sorry,” said Cathy, not sure what to say. “That is a loss, I think.”

  “That’s fine. It pays the bills.”

  “No, that’s not fine. You were good at it, you wrote interesting, appealing stories, so that is not fine. That’s a loss to all humanity...” she was going to say more, but stopped as she saw David’s sad face expression.

  “Well, the good news, we are young, brave and still have lots to explore,” she said cheerfully, touching her dress near the shoulder and running her fingers down through the edge of lacy décolletage, lifting the hem a tiny bit, as if was too hot, not in a vulgar or slutty way, but revealing herself to be seductive and alluring.

  “Are you brave?” she asked flirtatious, highlighting the importance of question with cunning tone.

  “Want to bet?” raised the challenge David.

  A quick blush ran through her cheeks, which he found very appealing.

  After they have finished the dinner, David invited her to visit his place, if she wished to. Cathy expected nothing less.

  ***

  Entering David’s apartment was a very pleasant surprise. It surpassed all expectations Cathy could possibly have. It was not messy and sloppy bachelor’s nest as she presumed to herself. Instead, Cathy was welcomed by the modern ivory, cream and white apartment with an obvious touch of professional designer. Matching furniture, few ridiculously expensive vintage items on the shelves and cosy pillows on the couch merged into harmonic unit, complemented by an amazing view of the nocturnal multi-storey buildings’ lights, shimmering on the other side of the enormous balcony.

  “Please, make yourself comfortable”, said David while helping her to hang up the coat. “Some wine, perhaps?”

  Cathy nodded. David went to the kitchen. The kitchen was the furthest part of living room, consisting of few cupboards and shelves, probably never used oven and a bar, separating it from the rest of the room. The high gloss finished long flowing lines and sweeping curves of contemporary design, handle-free drawers and fluorescent illumination of the shelves compiled into magical, although modern setting. Cathy left her high heels at the front door and walked on the amazingly soft carpet with her bare feet.

  “Once I’ve rented an apartment with a similar bar like this,” said Cathy. “I really loved it.”

  “So, you don’t have it now?” asked David, while pouring the wine into the glasses.

  “No, present landlady is kind of old fashioned” explained Cathy, hiding the fact that the house she lived in is too old to make any alliterations and required lots of paperwork on safety issues. Adequately, cheap rent redeemed all possible discomfort.

  “You rent?” he asked casually.

  “Yes, don’t you?”

  “No, I own the place,” said David bringing the wine.

  There was no expression on his face, at least Cathy could not tell. No pride, no malevolent joy, not even compassion or surprise – as if it did not matter to him at all. Cathy was surprised of it, considering they were the same age and she was long way from owning any property at all. David was obviously winning the unannounced competition of who is doing better – even if he did not know about it.

  “Oh my, how much do you earn?” Cathy said aloud impulsively, yet straight away realising her non-tactic behaviour. “Sorry, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it. You just seem doing so well, achieving everything one can possibly think of. That is so great. I’m truly impressed.”

  “No, not everything” said David with a sad note in his voice. “You’ve just reminded me, I’ve lost one of the biggest passions in my life – writing. I don’t write anymore.”

  “Yet, everything else in your life seems thrilling. Look at this couch only – that thing must have cost a fortune.”

  “We think about money, while we don’t have them,” said David.

  “And when we have them - could it ever be enough?” Cathy asked rhetorically.

  “I think so. Having or not having money depend on ones priorities where to spend them. You can spend millions on nothing or you can focus on your goals with every little. I knew what I wanted and concentrated on it, putting everything else aside. Little step after step and I’ve achieved what I aimed for.”

  “I’m happy for you,” said Cathy, wondering to herself where did that come from. This uncontrollable honesty was becoming annoying.

  “Yet, I shouldn’t give up everything else from my life – my passions, my hobbies, the things that fascinated me. I have lost my essence on the way. Meeting you was a gift from fate. You reminded me things.”

  “Are you sure it’s a gift from fate, not a revenge?” asked Cathy playfully.

  He looked at her with lots of questions in his eyes and she realised it was just about the time to shut up and sip the wine.

  “Is there a couple having sex in the balcony?” he asked suddenly, his eyes narrowed at some particular point behind her.

  Out of curiosity, Cathy turned back to have a look, quickly scanning all the balconies behind.

  “I can’t see anything,” she said, turning her face back to David.

  That was when he kissed her. All of a sudden, his face was next to Cathy’s and a deep, passionate kiss invaded her lips.

  Few questions ran through her head in an eye blink. What was next? What should she say about the girlfriend? Did he plan it before we get here? However, that was all – just an eye blink. “Don’t think! Do not think! Just float!” her alter ego was screaming to her and Cathy was gradually surrendering to temptation.

  She dived into the enchanting sedation of the kiss, savouring the pleasure of his warm, soft lips adjoining hers. The memories of their first kiss under the cherry tree surfaced from her memory once again. It was thrilling, exciting and next to innocent then, but this, the kiss right here right now, was so much better. His tongue was dancing tango inside her mouth, as if it was announcing a victory.

  Suddenly, he pushed her away and stepped back.

  “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Cathy, I shouldn’t...,” he said apologetically, put his glass of wine on the coffee table and sat right there on the couch.

  “It’s alright,” said Cathy very calmly, put her glass beside his, went behind the couch and started to massage David’s shoulders very gently. “Just a moment of weakness, emotions from the past – I do understand that. It is all work and tension, we are tired, exhausted actually. It’s alright, relax, and don’t think about it”.

  David looked calmer, more assured and surrendering to her gentle touch. Meanwhile Cathy was more self – assured, all in the game now, going ahead with her plan and happy with her little victory.
She carried on massaging his shoulders, deliberately moving gently on his back and hands, touching and squeezing his biceps, then getting back to the neck and gradually gliding towards his chest. He seemed to give up to the floating too, all relaxed, resting his head with closed eyes and enjoying her touch, until a wave of some disturbing thoughts crossed his mind and swooped all Cathy’s efforts away. His expression was filling up with concern and tension again.

  Seeing David like this, Cathy became worried that his consciousness will catch up with him and she will loose her sweetheart once again without even using the opportunity to taste and feel him. Cathy slowly leaned towards him, as if she wanted to whisper something, but instead started to suck the edge of his ear. David closed his eyes. Her hands carried on massaging his neck, though slowly going down his spine. Cathy saw David enjoying it and it encouraged her to fondle his body more intensively. She was gradually getting down towards his private part, but did not want to rush too much in order not to scare him away.

  Cathy massaged his neck and shoulders, squeezing and pressing harder at some places. She wanted to make it a slow, sensual massage, concentrating on his muscles, only with the lightest pressure. Cathy ran her hands over his back and drilled fingers up and down his spine with a soft, vibrating action, soothing and providing gentle comfort to his muscles. He murmured appreciatively, as it blew away the unwelcome thoughts out of his head.

  All teased up and affected by her initiative, he grabbed her hand and eagerly moved it down his torso, but suddenly stopped on the way. He was putting all his efforts to restrain himself. All Cathy wanted was to win against that shadow of his girlfriend and the only way was to stay oblivious to the reality – for both of them. She could not let all her efforts be ruined.

  She stopped her seductive massage, came around the couch and sat beside him. Taking her glass of wine in one hand, Cathy playfully leaned on another, so the angle he saw her from would reveal more of the naked body underneath her décolletage.

  “So, it looks like you have achieved so much, triumphing over all the challenges on the way. Is there anything you could not do? If you would have all the time, possibilities and opportunities in the world, although all the rules would have to be broken, what would you do? What... would you... do?”

  David peered at her, wondering how daring she is and realising she was allowing him to do whatever he wants. Meanwhile Cathy could see from his eyes that all he needed was a little help, a little push or, perhaps, a little reminder of something he could not resist.

  She slowly leaned forwards, as if in order to make her more comfortable. Cathy put one leg on the top of the other, tasted her wine, closed her eyes and slowly licked her lips. Then, she turned and looked straight into his eyes, still sliding her tongue through her lower lip. She started slightly move her bare foot up and down his ankle. He found that incredibly arousing. Cathy gracefully lifted her hand and ran her fingers through his hairs. David closed his eyes and turned his face towards her hand, so, as if incidentally, she touched his cheek. Cathy held her palm against his cheek for a minute, feeling the warmth of his skin, then moved her hand down, exploring his wide chest, and more down, playing a little around his belly button, until finally reaching the end of the shirt and sliding her palm into his trousers. Cathy felt his cock with her hand and it was indicating the time for more daring play. She could feel him hardening more and more. It was obvious - David could no longer restrain himself.

  David turned his head and looked at her. Cathy gave him a cheeky smile and he smiled back, revealing he is all in now, succumbed to her seduction. He leaned towards Cathy, slipped one hand behind her and, holding strongly, pushed her closer. Carefully and softly, David started to bite her lip. His other hand took the edge of her dress and moved it down a bit, revealing her naked shoulder. He leaned and kissed that shoulder.

  Smiling, Cathy stepped back, unzipped her dress and took it off without any rush, staying with nothing, except for black, laced, and sexy underwear. He had a close look at her up and down, evaluating her beauty. She put one leg across him and gracefully sat on his lap. David put his both hands on her legs, just above the knees, and slowly went up, gently touching her slim and smooth skin, reaching her perfectly rounded butt. Cathy leaned forward to kiss him again, meanwhile unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off. She leaned a bit to kiss and lick his bare chest, then seductively moving back up towards his ear, biting the edge of it and reaching for his lips again. Cathy pressed her palms into his biceps and succumbed to the well-shaped muscles’ charm. She wanted him right here right now.

  Her hands went down to unbutton and unzip his trousers. David moved to make a way for the unwanted cloths to get off. The aroused organ revealed itself.

  Suddenly, he grabbed her hand, wrapped her fingers around his shaft and pressed until she could feel it pumping. Cathy started to stroke it and shivers of excitement ran through her back when she saw his cock increasing in size even more.

  Cathy felt his hand squeezing her bum even more tightly. Some inadvertent sighs of pleasure from David, inspired her to slip her other hand below his cock. As if incidentally, her fingers found his sack and dabbled against it, twirling around the base and massaging the balls. Cathy was overwhelmed to see waves of pleasure cramping his body.

  David reached out for her bra, unclasped and took it off, leaving Cathy topless. She carefully examined his face and was satisfied to see the utter admiration in his eyes. Her bare breasts and firm nipples just waited there to be licked. He started to fondle and pinch them playfully, while she kept on stroking his cock; their eyes fixed on each other all the time.

  Cathy enjoyed this time so much. She was eager to show off her perfectly shaped body to David. That moment a thought crossed her mind, that uncountable hours in gym pays off in the moments like this. She could not wait to show him even more, as she has changed and learned a lot since they were sixteen.

  She stepped back from his lap, leaned down and took his cock with her mouth, found the most sensitive spot with her tongue and played with it for couple of minutes. When she peeked back at David for a moment, he was half lying on the couch with his head facing the ceiling. She could not see his eyes. David was groaning from pleasure with his hand gripping the edge of the couch, fingers scratching the leather. That turned Cathy even more and she wanted to give him a mind-blowing suck. She took his cock as deep as she could and gave him a few long slow sucks, making noises each time releasing it.

  His continuous moan, interspersed with sharp gasps and few incoherent words of pleasure, indicated him falling into trance. David completely submitted himself to Cathy’s oral charms. Her tongue danced up, down and around his cock, followed by sudden and long sucks. Cathy teased him even more by tickling his balls and brushing them very gently with her palms, while continuing sucking his cock with no stops. His body flinched in response. The time stopped existing for David.

  Suddenly, prompted by overwhelming urge to penetrate, David swiftly got up. Pushing Cathy back slightly, he got behind her and pressed her body down to the couch, completely surrendering her to his will. He held her down pressed to the couch with one hand, sprightly wriggling with other hand the only remaining thing, her panties, off and throwing them aside.

  Kneeling beside the sofa, Cathy felt a growing urge to feel his cock inside her. She responded to his abrupt actions by moving her legs apart and naughtily pushing her body back towards David, until she could feel his pulsating cock slipping in between her legs.

  “I like it rough and tough” he whispered. All her inside was shouting “me too!” even though she did not say anything aloud.

  He grabbed her hips, held them tightly with his strong muscular hands and thrust his cock inside. Without any delay, he started to move it in and out, glad to discover her entrance was so wet and ready to welcome his harsh impacts.

  He reached out for her breasts from behind, cupped and squeezed them. The soft moan from her showed how much she was enjoying it. David squeezed her bre
asts few more times, while keeping on with the same rhythmic cock movements. His cock felt good inside, stretching out and pressing hard all the skin around it.

  He pressed all her body closer to him, holding her breasts, then moving his hands down on her thighs and up on the hips later. Pressing hard with his hands and squeezing his fingers deep into her skin, he kept on dashing her vagina with harsh movements, rocking and smashing his pelvis to her butt, until reached the culmination and let the entire load out, followed by a joyful pant of relief.

  Exhausted and sweaty they slumped down on the floor, and lay there, side-by-side, trying to catch up with their breaths. Cathy looked at David and was thrilled to see that he was smiling.

  ***

  “Would you like to drink something?” David asked suddenly, looking at the empty glasses on the coffee table.

  “Allow me!” Cathy jumped up, eager to have a second look around his apartment. Throwing on her the first cloth she could find, which appeared to be David’s shirt, Cathy gracefully stood up and took the empty glasses.

  She went towards the kitchen. The gleams of the moonlight were dancing on the glazed shelves, adjoining with their luminosity from inside into magnificent shimmering show. Was it the influence of this magic and mysterious night view or was it the relaxation and tension relief that overwhelmed her - Cathy felt rather different now. She was carefree and joyful now. Even though there was no music, she felt like dancing and almost walked in the small waltz steps. In this perfectly designed kitchen, surrounded by all the glamour and comfort it could offer, Cathy felt like a princess, superstar or millionaire, even though she was just about to wash and clean the glasses. All the envy was gone. She pressed the button on the radio, reduced the volume to the non-disturbing level and the night filled with quite silent chain of melody. Swinging a little to the music, Cathy forgot herself for few moments, submerging with the relaxation and delectation.

  David sat on the floor, leaning his back on the couch. He smiled lightly as he watched her tip – topping around the sink, feeling all so cosy, humming to the music silently. For him she was that teenage girl he had been so close with and, at the same time, the mysterious, beautiful woman he had just met.