by Nicole Casey
I knew the nearest bar was just one block away, but I also knew of a smaller more intimate one, several blocks away. Without thinking, I hailed a cab and told them where we wanted to go.
Kate was incredibly animated as she rehashed the meeting and some additional ideas. For the first time I could see her passion.
“It would be possible to re-route it all,” her tongue didn’t appear to want to stop working as she worked out the possibilities.
I watched her for a moment, feeling a stirring deep inside. This wasn’t just an urge; there was something special about Kate. She suddenly stopped talking. Her deep, emerald green eyes connected with mine.
“What?” Her voice was husky; her eyes glinted in the dim light as her skin seemed to glow. “You know I opened up to you yesterday in a way that I never have before, to anyone. It was supposed to be just a friendly drink, but you had flair, innocence and sparkle that overcame my natural suspicion of women.” I paused, unsure why I was saying this but knowing that this was possibly the only opportunity.
“I want to know more about you.” It was my turn for my voice to be soft. I tried my best to keep my face balanced between neutral and passionate. In fact, I couldn’t remember the last time I had experienced fear of rejection. It was amazing. I was used to getting whatever I want, but this young lady completely overwhelmed my defences.
Kate didn’t hesitate. She placed her hand over mine; I could feel the desire flowing through my body.
“I could say the same.” She said; her voice still husky but now low and seductive. I was suddenly glad I was sitting down as a tremor shot through my body.
For a long moment the two of us sat there, my mind was blank and anything I could think of saying would destroy the moment.
Finally, Kate spoke, “I’m not a gold digger, you know.” The concern in her eyes was obvious. I didn’t reply for a moment. My eyes gently caressed her face. Kate’s brunette hair was swept back from her face, brushed into a tidy ponytail which cascaded down her back. Her face was petite, her chin almost pointed and her lips were simply begging to be kissed.
“You can, if you want.” She said, startling me.
She knew what I was thinking. Without hesitating, I leaned across the small table and locked my lips onto her warm, soft and delicious ones. She responded instantly, her tongue slowly slipping between my lips and into my mouth.
Suddenly, I could take it no more. Pulling back from the kiss I dropped a note onto the table and slid my chair back. Within moments Kate was out of hers and we were heading for the door. The back of the cab might not have been the first place I would have chosen to become intimate with Kate, but it was the most convenient. Again, our lips locked and our tongues entwined as I ran my hand through her soft hair; feeling the smoothness of her skin and the warmth of her body against mine.
The ride to the plane was short. I wanted to tell the cab driver to take the long route, but I couldn’t. The pilot had waited long enough for us.
“That was my first kiss in over a year and my best ever.” Kate murmured softly to me as we moved up the steps to the plane. I smiled. It had been three years for me, but it was definitely the best kiss ever.
7
Kate
The third day of my new job and I had already clinched an important meeting, been on the company jet and kissed the boss. What else could I possibly achieve? In truth, it would be very little.
The plane ride back had been fantastic. We had kissed and talked. My body wanted more but my mind wasn’t ready to commit to someone new yet. The problem was that had meant the drink had kept flowing and my head was feeling it now!
Swallowing two ibuprofens I looked in the mirror one more time. There were small bags under my eyes and a huge grin on my face; it didn’t matter what I did, I couldn’t shift it. The blast of cold air hit me as I closed the door to my flat. There was no way I was driving today. The bus stop was just a five-minute walk away, but it took me fifteen minutes.
Fortunately, the busses were running well; I walked in the door of the office with one minute to spare. Not bad considering I had left half an hour early than normal.
“Morning!” Fiona smiled, her voice echoing in my head like thunder. I winced. Fiona smiled, “Really? On your third day here?” She asked, but her tone was jovial.
I nodded slowly, “Not a good idea.” I groaned; the pills didn’t seem to have taken effect yet. Suddenly Fiona’s face became serious. “Hey, you were at the meeting with Simon yesterday, is this connected?”
I paused for a moment as I wondered how to answer that.
Fiona looked shocked, “Are you sleeping your way to the top then?” Her expression was still jovial but her voice serious.
I could feel myself reddening, “Not a chance.” I said wincing at the sound of my own voice. “It’s one of the things I despise the most.” Fiona nodded, but her eyes told me a different story.
At that moment my phone rang, “Simon needs to see you please.” Ellie’s soft voice floated through the receiver to me. My heart raced at the thought of kissing Simon again. We could carry on in his office, and there were so many possibilities in it.
Fiona laughed at me, “Go on then, don’t want to keep the boss waiting.” I scowled at her which was another bad idea as my face felt the pain instantly.
Simon looked up as I entered. I noted with annoyance that he looked perfect; no trace of a hangover.
“Are you okay?” He asked, the concern genuine in his voice.
I nodded, “Just not good at handling too much alcohol.” I replied, trying to smile. Simon looked me slowly up and down; I could feel his gaze penetrating me, stripping me where I stood. I suddenly felt really horny.
“You still okay for our date tonight?” He asked softly. I nodded, glad that what I had imagined had actually happened.
“Yes, is that what you wanted me for?” I replied, my voice starting to sound normal again. Simon smiled indulgently. “No, you were impressive yesterday. I simply want to offer you a different role here.” I gasped as the reality sunk in; promotion on day three at the office.
8
Simon
It had been a good week. Four nights in a row I had managed to see Kate; although the drinking had been less frequent. She was bubbly, fun and vivacious, but she was also scared. Today was the time to move the relationship forward.
I drove my Porsche convertible the twenty-five minutes from the best part of town to where Kate’s flat was; not quite the roughest part of the city, but approaching it. I had to admit, thoughts of gold diggers flashed through my head as the area got poorer and the houses smaller.
Kate opened the door at my first knock; she was wearing a short white skirt coupled with a red, loose fitting top. She looked stunning.
“Hi,” Kate said, conscious that this was the first time I had seen her flat.
“Come on in.” I followed Kate into the small, one bedroom flat.
“I pay you better than this.” I said, without thinking.
“Yes, but I don’t need anything else; especially now I have you.” She replied smiling.
Instantly I pulled back, the comment clashed with the gold digger thoughts fresh in my head.
“What do you mean by that?” I asked, the irritation obvious.
Kate looked shocked. “Just that I have a roof over my head, and a handsome man by my side; what else do you need?” She replied.
For a moment I thought about snapping at her, but she actually seemed genuine. In fact, on our dates so far she had insisted on paying half of everything; even though my resources were infinitely larger than hers. It had made for an interesting experience as I tried to pick places that were not too pricey.
“Sorry.” I could hear myself saying. “I guess I am still sensitive about my ex.” Kate’s smile warmed my heart; her entire face lit up.
“Don’t worry, so am I.” Her face was serious for a moment, as she appeared to think about her track record.
I tried to light
en the mood, “Why are you thinking about my ex?” I demanded. The responding giggle was enough to restore the good atmosphere.
“I’ll be five minutes.” She said as she disappeared into a room at the side. “Make yourself at home,” her disembodied voice called.
I wasted no time in walking around her flat; I could get from one side to the other in just six seconds. The place was neat and simply decorated. A bank of computers on the far wall was the only indication of her passion for life. This was something I had become very aware of in the last few days: if I got Kate on the right subject she would just light up.
Less than five minutes later she slipped her hand into mine, and the now familiar thrill raced through my body as we stepped outside. Kate suddenly stopped as she stared at my Porsche. “Have you got anything less ostentatious?” She asked, shaking her head in disbelief.
I chuckled. I did have several vehicles but I knew this one would play to her concerns about her level of wealth. Ever the gentleman, I opened the door for her. The roof was up; I didn’t want to ruin her hair yet.
9
Kate
I had to admit that Simon had been the perfect gentleman. We kissed every night, but he hadn’t pushed for more. I was just starting to think that maybe not all men wanted one thing; that maybe it would be possible to find real love.
“What have you got planned for us today then?” I asked as he drove, a little too fast, through the town. Simon had been very insistent that he had a plan today. For a change, I was happy to simply go with the flow. It had been a busy week!
“You will see soon.” He said, grinning as he turned to look at me.
Again, I was touched by the strength in his face. His ice blue eyes portrayed confidence and power, but I knew he was also vulnerable. His reaction today hadn’t been the first time he had shown that he still thought all women were gold diggers.
Ten minutes later, I recognized the airport turning. His jet was parked on the runway, ready to go. I couldn’t stop beaming. I had loved the experience of flying last time and it felt so cool to just be able to walk onto a plane and take off.
Simon’s arm slipped around my waist as I walked up the stairs, probably making sure I didn’t slip. I was too excited to notice his nerves.
The plane had just eight, huge leather seats, a toilet nearly as big as my flat and a kitchen area for meal preparation. There were even two large beds at the back of the cabin. But it wasn’t any of that which caught my eye as I crossed the threshold. Sitting in the front seat was a young lad, the spitting image of Simon.
I gasped; I wasn’t expecting to meet his son yet!
Shaun rose and stepped forward, the epitome of manners.
“Good morning Kate.” He said politely, offering me his hand. “My dad has told me a lot about you.”
I felt like the wind had been knocked out of my body.
“Hello, young man. Likewise.” I managed to stammer back. I barely avoided glaring at Simon; he could have warned me!
Simon gently touched my arm. “Sorry, but Saturday is usually my day with Shaun. I wanted to share it with you today and he agreed.” He paused before adding, “I hope you don’t mind.”
I shook my head, the initial shock wearing off. “It will be fun!” I said, possibly a little too jovially.
Actually, it was. When I realized we were going to Disneyworld I was a little disappointed, but I soon found out that it was a fantastic experience when you were treated as a VIP and Shaun spent half his time on the rides, leaving Simon and me to enjoy our own activities.
By the time we got back on the plane, it was past nine, Shaun hadn’t stopped talking during the ride back to the plane, but he had been onboard just moments before falling asleep. Simon tucked him into one of the beds and moved back to me. His arms slipped round my waist. I could feel the heat of his body as he pulled me close; our lips slowly pressing against each other.
Slowly Simon ran his hand down the side of my body. His light touch sent a shiver through me. “Thanks,” he murmured softly. “For being so good with Shaun.”
I smiled at him, allowing my hand to drop across his back and onto his muscular buttocks. “Anything for you.” I breathed softly into his ear. My whole body was trembling with desire as Simon slowly slid my top over my head.
Unable to wait any longer, I pulled at his shirt, the buttons popped undone; revealing his toned stomach. It wasn’t quite a six-pack but it was close. His tanned skin was firm and warm to the touch. He groaned as I ran my fingers across his body.
Simon’s lips sank into my neck, tracing a line of kisses down the side of my body, his fingers tugged at the button on my jeans as he slid them downwards before guiding me into the chair, the plush leather cold against my naked buttocks.
I could feel the desire in him, pushing hard against me as his kisses circled back up my body and to my lips. Slowly, seductively he removed my other clothes; his own fell into a pile next to him and I gasped, the size of his member was impressive.
Without thinking I reached for him, pulling him in closer, tugging on his manhood. My hand locked around it, pulling him towards me as Simon groaned with pleasure. Slowly I moved my hand back and forth, gripping it just tight enough for him to squirm. His hands slipped into my hair as I continued. I could feel him ruffling and then pulling on my brunette locks; a sharp jolt of pain shot through my body as he tugged harder. A moan escaped my lips as he lowered his lips down to mine.
Our tongues entwined as he lowered himself down. A moment later he was half kneeling on the floor in front of me; forcing me to release him. I could feel my heart beating faster as his lips moved down the side of my neck.
He nuzzled, kisses gently trailing across my body; down towards my cleavage. Slowly he circled my breasts, one hand slid lightly across them, pinching my nipple as his teeth sank gently into the other.
I yelped from the shock and felt instant warmth spreading through my body; the pleasure was amazing. His kisses continued, slowly downwards, his hand remained on my now erect nipple, lightly running over it. Every touch sent a shiver through my body.
A moment later his strong hands guided my legs apart, his tongue slipped slowly down between my thighs. It was my turn to squirm. I could feel his tongue probing against me, slowly, delicately caressing my most intimate parts. Another gasp tumbled from my mouth as I felt his tongue slide inside me. Pleasure shot through my body like a bolt of lightning. I could feel him hitting all the right spots; one hand was still gently caressing my nipple, the other now moved to grip the bottom of my back; holding me in position as his tongue took me to the edge of heaven.
Just as I felt I was about to explode, Simon pulled back. With a wicked gleam in his eye he moved back to my face, his lips pushed against mine as his hand slid between my legs. Two of his fingers slipped inside me as his tongue entwined around mine. I could taste the sweetness of my own juices.
That was when he pulled the lever and the chair went back flat. The full weight of his body pushed against me; I felt like I was about to explode. His fingers were moving fast, roughly pushing in and out of me. Quickly I clamped my hands onto his toned buttocks and dug my nails in.
I felt him stiffen, his hard shaft pushed against me. Slowly he slid his fingers out of me; his eyes remained locked with mine as his shaft slid deep into me. His fingers came up to my mouth, without saying a word I opened it, licking them as he started to thrust against me. His weight pushed onto me; sending vibrations through my body. Every movement sent a bolt of pleasure through my body.
Simon picked up his pace, faster and faster he moved until I could take it no more. With a loud cry, I released, allowing my juices to flow round him. A moment later he bucked against me, crying out as he reached his own triumphant conclusion.
I sank into the seat, holding him close, content, a big smile on my hot face.
10
Simon
For the first time in as long as I could remember, I didn’t get up and hit the gym. I had a
lmost begged Kate to stay overnight but she had insisted it was too soon. To be fair she was probably right, but we were having so much fun it seemed silly to stop. Plus, I wanted to get some repeat action.
I glanced at the clock, almost nine already! That was impossibly late for me. More surprisingly was that Shaun had not yet been in to bounce on my bed; it was one of his favorite activities during the weekend, whether I was in it or not.
Smiling, I pushed myself out of bed; Kate had things to do this morning so I wasn’t seeing her until two. I had a feeling it was going to be a long morning; even with the activities Shaun would undoubtedly have planned.
I padded across the room and into the hallway; Shaun’s room was next to mine. For a long moment I sat at the edge of his bed, simply staring. He looked so content whilst asleep and for a moment I marvelled; his whole life was in front of him. He could do or be anything.
The morning actually disappeared surprisingly quickly. Before I knew it I was dropping Shaun off; he was having a sleep over at his friend’s house. It was nearly quarter past two when I got to Kate’s house. I smiled to myself; it was good not to appear too eager, no matter how I felt. In truth, the only reason I hadn’t spent every minute of the morning thinking about her was because Shaun had kept me extremely busy.
“Hi.” Kate’s voice bounced across the concrete as I stepped out of the car. Unlike me she had no problem with being eager. She was already waiting to go.
“Hi,” I managed, looking her up and down. She was the only person I had ever met who got me tongue-tied.
“You look fantastic,” I said and I meant it. She was wearing ankle boots and jeans which hugged her slim legs. Her simple vest top highlighted her toned body and the leather jacket added an air of rock chick. I could feel my knees weakening.