Go For It

“Do you need to take a shower?” You fish.

“Yeah, I could use one, I feel like I’m sweating out that whiskey.” Katherine looks at you, a coy smile playing at the edge of her lips. “You go ahead.”

You rest your hand on hers and she does not withdraw it.

“We could save time,” you say quietly, “why don’t you join me?”

You can see the mental calculus behind her glittering eyes. She’s in love with Orchid, she’s always been attracted to women in the past, whatever other unknowns she is factoring into it. Her smile broadens slightly.

“Okay,” she answers softly and grips your hand.

She gets up from the chair and, still holding your hand, follows you into the bathroom. You begin undressing slowly, in front of her, and she watches appraisingly.

“That scar,” she says, tracing a fingertip down your abdomen, “how did you get it?”

“Everyone has their dark side Katie,” her hand continues down to the unbuttoned waist of your slacks.

“Kate,” she says as her hand reaches into the waistband of your boxers, “my lovers call me Kate.”

Her fingers are slightly chilly to the touch and you shudder involuntarily as they wrap nimbly around your semi-erect cock. You move your hands to your waist and push the slacks and boxers down around your ankles, then step out of them.

“I know I don’t have what you're used to,” you joke, “but I hope it will do.”

She steps to you, her body warm and the silk of her blouse cool against your skin. She lowers her mouth to one of your nipples and licks it. Her breath is hot and electric and the sensation as she briefly sucks on your nipple is tantalizing.

“I’ve been with a man before,” she explains, “once when I was sixteen. I know where everything goes.”

She squeezes your cock slightly. You unbutton her blouse, exposing her small wineglass-shaped breasts pushed up gently by a white lace bra. She lets the silk blouse slide off of her shoulders and reaches behind her back to unbutton the bra. You wrap your arms around her and kiss her neck, tracing kisses up to her earlobe and then nibbling there. You feel her shiver against your body.

Your hands trace down to the concealed zipper of her skirt and as you slowly slide it down the bra falls away revealing the most perfect breasts you have ever seen. They are no more than a B-cup, maybe a large A, but their shape and the way her nipples are slightly upturned are beautiful. Her skirt falls to the floor and now she is wearing only tight silk panties and her stockings. She pushes back and makes a show of taking her stockings off by putting her feet up on the bathroom counter and slowly rolling the stockings down and off.

Finally she turns her back to you and bends over, the silk panties tight on her shapely ass. With her thumbs she slides them slowly down, exposing her ass and giving you a good view of her pussy, framed by neatly trimmed dark pubic hair.