by Sofia Connor
"So what did you do?"
"We watched television in silence, it was just this terrible atmosphere and...I didn't know what to say...we don't have anything to say to each other any more"
"He's well out of order Katy you deserve a lot better"
"Thank you Nik but I don't know maybe it's me...I don't think he finds me attractive any more if he ever did in the first place..."
"Well I don't know why"
"No it's ok I know I'm not attractive but he barely looks at me let alone touches me..."
"Katy don't be so down on yourself you are attractive."
She shook her head dispiritedly.
"Who thinks so?"
"I do."
Her head shot up trying to determine whether I was taking the piss or not.
"You're really sweet Nik."
"Katy you have a better body than pretty much every twenty-something in the gym."
"You think so?"
"Yes I really do."
She blushed a light shade of red. The blue lamp illuminated the crumpled misery that had always threatened to break out. I smiled reassuringly at her.
"I do try to make an effort, it's not much but last night I really wanted to go out and do something different but..."
"Katy can't you see this is not your fault, it's him and him alone."
"Hmm maybe...I'm not sure. I know I've let myself go a little lately..."
I stared at her incredulous.
"Katy come on how have you let yourself go? How many classes do you do a week?"
She didn't answer.
"You look good Katy, seriously. And if Phil can't see that then, well..."
I trailed off. I didn't want to slam the guy behind his back and I wasn't sure how Katy would take it. She pushed her mug to one side and stared at me intently.
"Nik you're sweet but look at my hair! It's a mess! And my make up has worn off...dear me."
"Ok Katy I'm not going to go on but just take my word for it, you are attractive. Now, do you want another Chai?"
She ignored my question leaning over the table slightly so that the v neck of her cardigan slipped a little revealing a line of cleavage over her red strappy gym vest that she wore underneath.
"What do you see that I cannot?"
Erm.
"I want to know Nik so at least I'll have some idea of...well what could I work on?"
I couldn't tear my eyes away from her top. I was speechless.
She fell back into the plush cushions of her chair deflated.
"Never mind."
I dragged myself out of my trance.
"Katy do you want me to be really honest?"
She nodded leaning forward again.
"You've got a great body Katy, you're cute and..."
She noticed where I was looking but didn't move. Instead she unbuttoned her cardigan and slipped it off onto the armrest of the chair.
I breathed out. Her strappy red vest clung to her skin.
"Is that better?"
"Er y-yes" I choked out.
She lifted the hem of the vest uncertainly as if she was considering where to go next. I felt a rise in my boxers. The cafe was deadly quiet, there appeared to be nobody around but then that was what the place always felt like. She lifted the hem higher revealing her perfect washboard abs so tight you could bounce a ping pong ball off them. She leaned over the table driving her pupils into mine and at that moment I saw the desperation, the longing, the deep rooted urges that had long lain dormant. I leaned into her, hovering inches from her lips. She took the initiative locking her dry lips into mine grabbing the back of my head as she did so. It was a breathless kiss. Actually it was more of a last draw of oxygen than a kiss. Finally she pulled away breathing hard.
"Wow!"
She smiled embarrassedly. And then for what seemed like an eternity we just sat there, fierce electricity crackling in the roaming shadows. The blue light flickered across Katy's face illuminating her pale fractured complexion her soft brown eyes a bottomless pit of despair. Suddenly she reached for her cardigan pulling it on as she slid out the booth.
What? Clearly I'd misjudged this one. I slumped back in my chair feeling all that pent up energy and anticipation dissipating into the musky air. Even my member sank his head in disappointment.
I reached for my gym bag but as I did so Katy's hand grabbed my arm.
"Katy! What is it?"
She motioned for me to follow her. I yanked my bag up off the floor and hurriedly followed behind as she almost floated down the long winding velvet carpet to the crack of light blazing its trail in the seemingly endless distance.
And then there was light.
So not that endless after all. I had expected it to be a lot darker but inspecting my phone I saw it was only 7.30. It was bloody freezing though. Looking at Cafe de Florentine from the outside you wouldn't even notice it if you walked past. It blended into the other buildings like it was a block of flats. Come to think of it where was the name? Or the entrance for that matter? I shook my head. How did I even find the place? I had told Katy that I'd found it some weeks ago but when? My head was a mess. The hot, sweetly scented air that permeated Cafe de Florentine hung tantalisingly around us. Us. Where was Katy?
I turned and saw her hailing a taxi. Well thanks for telling me! I jogged over.
"Hey Katy - "
I broke off. She held the door open beckoning for me to get in.
"Come on mate."
The taxi driver's voice broke my trance. I jumped in and sat opposite Katy.
"Ok where do you wanna go?"
"Narrington Avenue p-please" Katy stammered shakily.
"Alright then."
The taxi sped off into a haze of amber streetlights visible through the steamy windows. Should I have told the driver to drop me off at the station? No. Drop Katy off and then worry about that. I'll probably get lumbered with the fare as well. Sigh. As per usual the meter had started to shoot up as soon as we started moving. What pissed me off more than anything was how it never started at 0.00 but something like 3.80. Unbelievable.
I looked across at Katy. She looked anxious fretting over nothing in particular her gaze swivelling awkwardly to avoid mine. I touched her knee gently trying to calm her down. She flinched pulling her knee away. I sank back dispiritedly.
I stared out into the misty night with a sigh. Where had I gone wrong? She had a partner of course but that was a loveless coupling if there ever was one. And a kid. Yes that was true. Maybe it was for the best. But what about her? Does she have to wait until her kids grow up and leave home to finally be able to be happy again? How do you resist those urges for that long? What do they manifest into?
Absent-mindedly I turned my gaze back to her. She looked straight back at me blushing as she did so. She bit her lip nervously. She opened her legs apart a little causing her skirt to rise up her thigh. My member uncurled slightly. Ever so slowly her dainty little fingers unbuttoned her cardigan one by one leaving the last one. Her red vest was moist with perspiration. She trailed her fingers along the striped hem of her cardigan lifting it barely an inch to show a flash of skin. My member began to unravel. Her fingers danced lower down her waist to her skirt. I breathed out slowly. Her fingers eased down further reaching –
"Alright that'll be ?24 mate."
Fuck! Katy jolted upright grabbing her bag in such a rush that her purse fell into the seat next to her. She hurriedly grabbed it and clicked the door open. So I was paying then. Great. I pushed two tenner's and a fiver through to the driver and jumped out into the cold still of night.
Katy was rushing to the door of a whitewashed two floor house identical to both houses adjacent.
"Katy, wait up!"
I sprinted over just as she was about to close the door.
"Katy! What's wrong?"
"Ssh...the neighbours might hear you!"
"Oh...sorry I didn't realise...I-I..."
The door clicked shut. Wow. This was beyond teasing. It h
ad gotten colder and Katy still had my hoodie. Suddenly the door clicked open.
"Come in."
I gratefully stepped over the threshold into a neatly arranged hallway: a coat stand leant against the cream wallpaper, shoes of varying sizes lay in perfect order alongside the wall and an admittedly hideous floral carpet stretched down into the next room. My first thought was how impersonal it all was. Katy was wringing her hands frantically.
"Uh Katy?"
She raced upstairs as if terrified by the sound of my voice. This was weird. I took the stairs two at a time. There were three white doors but only one was ajar. I knocked on it softly creeping it open slowly.
Katy sat on a pristine white queen bed. The room was sparse like a hotel room. Two bedside tables, a large white cabinet, a dressing table and mirror and a door in the corner I figured was a bathroom. Everything was so white and clean it felt like something out of a fairytale. But the queen was bedraggled and broken. Maybe that was why Katy dressed like she did to break out of the staid perfection of her home.
I dropped my gym bag and sat beside her and hugged her tightly. She collapsed into my chest sobbing uncontrollably.
"Ssh it's ok...it's ok...I'm here...it's ok."
I continued to whisper sweet nothings to her hoping they would soothe her. Her sobs eventually subsided to leave the sound of hoarse shallow breaths.
She sat up gingerly staring miserably at her tear soaked top. She appeared so pathetic and yet so exquisitely broken at that moment that I was drawn toward her. I helped her to her feet.
"Thank you Nik."
She smiled through her tear-strewn face. Her fractured cheekbones more apparent than ever. She wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her cardigan.
"I'm sorry Nik I must look like such a state!"
I didn't answer. I wrapped my arms around her waist and brought her down beside me. I brushed a tear from her cheek and leaned in to kiss her. Her lips were dry so I flickered out my tongue and in response her lips parted and our tongues waltzed in tandem. I ran my fingers through her damp hair pushing y lips harder into hers until I could no longer breathe. We pulled apart panting.
"Can you get my boots off please?"
Katy lay back onto the white bedspread and lifted her left foot. I stood up noticing that a clear bulge was evident through my joggers. Oh well. I pulled her boots off dropping them to the fluffy cream carpet below. I massaged her feet exerting gentle pressure. She sighed blissfully. Her skirt had ridden up again exposing the tight curve of her bum through her tights.
"Come on Nik get your shoes off!"
Katy stood up and wandered over to the mirror. I kicked my trainers off and turned to her. She was trying to straighten her hair. It was an impossible job.
"Katy?"
"It's no good is it?"
"Come here."
She turned and hovered over to me anxiously. I drew my fingers through the red tangled mess and gazed into her eyes kissing her forehead as I did so.
"You are perfect."
She blushed scarlet. Slowly she lowered her hand and unbuttoned the last button of her cardigan allowing it to slip off her shoulders. I stroked her surprisingly muscular arms shocked by how pale they were. I pulled one of the straps down leaning in to kiss her bare neck. Her neck arched as my lips met warm skin. I reached around and released the other strap drawing my lips across her neck. Katy raised her arms and I duly obliged lifting the moist red material over her head. She quickly folded her arms across her chest. It was cute how she became self-conscious all of a sudden. She was wearing a black sports bra that pressed her breasts together. Katy had impressive cleavage for a petite woman and her tummy! Wow. I marvelled at the toned definition, not an ounce of fat or flab.
"Nik?"
"Yes."
"Can you take your shirt off?"
"No but you can."
Tentatively she reached forward and pulled my white t-shirt off.
"Ooohhh!"
Her hands immediately swamped my chest coursing over my abs. I drew down on top of her so our bodies pressed together. I kissed her softly grinding up into her crotch. Her hands pushed my chest upwards and reached down the waistband of my joggers and into my boxers. Her fingers explored the rock hard member, tickling the tip and caressing my balls. I breathed out in pleasure. As she played I slipped my fingers around and unclasped her bra. She shot upward letting the bra fall, her gorgeous supple breasts upright, her nipples pert. Her hands slid my trousers down; my boxers were powerless to stop my raging member escaping.
Katy's hands continued to stroke my penis in fascination as if it were a new discovery. I cupped her breasts squeezing them playfully. She giggled. I twirled her nipples that were hardening by the second until I could no longer resist to have them in my mouth. I lowered her gently into the velvety soft silk bedsheets and sucked her nipples in greedily my tongue maniacally circling the pointy tip.
"Uunnhhhh!"
When I pulled away her back was arched almost pleading for more. I longed to rip her skirt off. Katy looked at me with an odd smile. She leapt up off the bed and began to sensually rub her hands over her breasts finally easing them down to her skirt. Like a dancer she deftly slid her tights down and with a light flick they lay on the carpet.
Her legs were smooth and beautifully toned but ghostly white. The red skirt seemed ill at ease against the white saturation ever present in the room. Before I could slip it off she crouched down onto her knees and stroked my penis uncertainly placing her lips on the moist tip. I moaned as her whole mouth engorged my throbbing member. As my groans grew she gained in confidence going deeper and slower. She drew her tongue up the shaft sending shivers down my spine. I was going to blow if she went on like this!
"Katy ahhh!"
She was not stopping! I steadied my breathing enjoying every slurp that broke the silence. Just as I knew I couldn't hold it any longer she came up for air.
"Ahhh Katy that was incredible!"
She wiped her lips smiling embarrassedly. I helped her up and stroked her legs rubbing her thighs with vigour. I teased her and myself lifting her skirt a little more each time without revealing her panties. I let out a sigh as I finally eased it down. She was wearing white frilly knickers that were at odds with her whole outfit. She really was the strangest creature. I lay back pulling her down with me. Her breasts pressed into my chest our nipples brushing each other. My penis rubbed up against her panties as I clenched her tight bum cheeks savouring the toned flesh.
"Nik?"
"Yes?"
"I want you inside me."
I sat up. Katy stayed sitting in my lap my penis brushing her stomach. She stroked my shoulders looking directly into my eyes.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Ok."
"Ok can you wait just one sec? I'll be back."
"Er what...where are you going?"
But she had already rushed out. I sat bemused and kind of transfixed by how bloody hard my penis was. There was something about Katy that turned me on more than anyone I'd ever met.
Katy ran into the room as quickly as she had left. She was carrying a bottle of champagne and – wait a minute, was that jam? – Yes it was! Strawberry jam. Man she was full of surprises. Only Katy could come up with such an odd combination!
"Nik erm would you...it's just that I've always..."
"I'd be delighted Katy."
"Really?"
"Come here."
She approached apprehensively and lay down onto the pristine white sheets.
"Katy this could get messy, are you sure?"
She nodded.
"Ok then."
I cracked open the champagne sending a plume of bubbly liquid onto Katy's prostate body.
"Mmmmm!"
She was laughing now deliriously happy massaging her hands over her wet skin. I titled the bottle spilling the golden fluid down her stomach and over her panties. She groaned. I made to move down on her but she stopped me.
"T
he jam Nik the jam!"
I thought we might try and forget about the jam. Oh well. Typically it was one of those organic thick jams that played havoc with its stickiness. I took a large dollop on my finger and slid it into Katy's mouth. She sucked gratefully moaning louder. I took another dollop and rubbed it onto her champagne soaked tits.
"Oooohhhhh!"
She grabbed the jar from me and began spreading it lavishly over her skin filing her tummy button with the deep red sticky substance. I retrieved the champagne and went overboard drenching her from head to toe taking particular care to soak her crotch. Katy was groaning so loud I worried the neighbours might hear, her hands feverishly coursing over her skin sliding through the Jampagne coating her body.
I crouched down and spread her legs. Peeling her panties up I tilted the bottle and tinkled a stream of champagne down. I massaged her pussy through her sopping panties finally easing them down her soft thighs. Her pussy was soaked but that was probably the champagne. A small tuft of reddish hair hung over her vagina that was tantalisingly inviting with its pink lips and tiny clitoris. I poured the rest of the champagne over her and chucked the bottle onto the carpet.
I dropped down and pulled her legs apart darting my tongue over her inner thighs tasting sweet fizzy strawberry.
"Ah-Ah-aahhhhhh!"
I teasingly licked around her pussy drinking in the puddles of champagne.
"Nik pleaseeee!"
I answered her cry darting my moist tongue inside her, joyfully flicking her clit with my parched tongue. The mixture of champagne and juices was glorious, otherworldly nectar. Katy moaned and moaned as I whirled my tongue into a frenzied tornado. Inhibition had been thrown out of the window, this was unreal!
"Nik aahhh no aaahh!"
I extricated my lips from hers and knew I had to be inside her.
"Katy are you ok?"
A manic grin was pasted across her face, Jampagne covering every part of her bare skin.
"Can you go slowly Nik?"
"Of course."
I spread her legs and slowly I entered.