0 comments/ 24618 views/ 0 favorites Curves & Straightaways Ch. 01 By: Sweetcheekss Kaitlyn stood in her office overlooking the deserted shop below. Glancing around at the numerous lithographs of racing scenes hanging on the walls, she fondly remembered her grandfather who'd started the automotive shop before she was born. An immigrant from Dortmund, Germany, he'd come to the United States with his parents when he was just three years old. Kaitlyn's grandfather had developed an avid interest in automobiles and racing during his early teen years. With the trivial amount of money he'd saved, her grandfather had started the business and built it up over the past forty years. Kaitlyn remembered visiting the shop on Saturday mornings when he and his crew were readying the cars for various race events. Quite often, her parents had allowed her to accompany her grandfather to the races if they were close by. When Kaitlyn graduated high school, it was her grandfather who'd encouraged her to continue her education in the automotive field. She'd become a "car nut" just like her grandfather so the studies were something she enjoyed and eagerly worked at. After graduating technical school, Kaitlyn had successful attained her SCCA driver's license, competing in several racing events but never a full season. Other than being an active driver, her interest had been in development and design of racecars. At twenty-six, it was now up to Kaitlyn to decide what to do with the shop. Her beloved grandfather had passed away suddenly just a few months prior to her annual return visit. Kaitlyn's grandfather, true to his word, had left her the entire business. With her life in somewhat of a turmoil, it was difficult for Kaitlyn to even think straight. She and her ex-husband, Ryan had just divorced and she was facing an inevitable job reduction at the company she was working for. Kaitlyn felt more scared than alone. With everything that had happened to her during the past year, it seemed bad news was following her. "At least I've got enough money in the bank to keep me going for a year or so." Kaitlyn thought. Pulling the large red leather chair back from the desk, Kaitlyn sat down propping her tired feet up on the desk. "I could probably sell the business and shop equipment." Kaitlyn thought. "That would greatly add to my bank account." Selling the business and all its equipment wouldn't be what her grandfather would want her to do. He'd want her to keep it going, make it flourish and grow. Working on her own, it would be highly difficult, alot more of an undertaking than she felt prepared for. Still, she felt compelled to retain ownership of the business. Kaitlyn relaxed in the leather chair, drifting slowly into a light sleep. Waking sometime later, she glanced at her watch, realizing it was early evening. Kaitlyn slowly rose from the comfortable chair, stretching her 5'8" slender body. Running her hands through her short blonde hair, she brushed the sides back over her ears. Feeling refreshed from her extended nap, Kaitlyn descended the stairs to the shop floor. Two cars, a Corvette and a Camaro sat on jack stands, partially assembled. At the far end of the fifty-thousand square foot building, a transporter sat parked facing one of the large overhead doors. Tools and automotive equipment filled the disorganized complex. Kaitlyn smiled, remembering her grandfather and his crew weren't known for their neatness or their organization skills. Everywhere she looked, Kaitlyn could see her grandfather's past, even his old calendars and posters still hung on the shop's walls. Kaitlyn made a last check of the premises, making sure all the doors were secured and latched. Stepping through the main doorway, the early evening sun partially blinded her vision. Locking the door behind her, Kaitlyn walked towards her car, a black '96 Corvette, one of the few things she'd salvaged from her recent divorce. "Hey Kaitlyn!" A male voice shouted. "Kate!" Shading her eyes from the sun, Kaitlyn saw a young man approaching her riding a motorcycle. As he rode closer, she could see the smile on his face increasing. "Hey there!" The young man greeted. "I was wondering if you'd ever show up." "Hi Blaine." Kaitlyn responded. "It's been a long time since I've seen you." "Yeah, sure has." Blaine replied. "High school graduation." Blaine had been a classmate of Kaitlyn's. He was considered by most of his school friends as the most handsome guy in their graduating class. Kaitlyn never admitted it openly but she felt the same way. Standing six foot tall, his rugged appearance and great looks could have led to a modeling career. Blaine's dark hair and crystal blue eyes accentuated his handsome face. Even though it had been eight years since he'd actively participated in sports, Blaine still retained his athletic build. "Come to reminisce or put the shop up for sale?" He asked. "I'm not sure." Kaitlyn answered, looking down at the pavement. Her shyness in front of her former classmate was slowing returning. During her senior year in high school, she'd secretly harbored a crush on the handsome guy now sitting on his motorcycle in front of her. "Be a shame to see it close down or change hands." Blaine stated. "Just wouldn't be the same." "Yeah, I know." Kaitlyn stammered. "I'm sure my grandfather would want me to try and keep it going. It was his whole life." "You and your husband could make a go of it." Blaine said. "I'm sure of it. You've got the brains and if I remember correctly, you were always a car fanatic." "Well, it'd just be me." Kaitlyn murmured. "I'm no longer married." "Oh, sorry." Blaine apologized. "I didn't know that." There was a long pause of silence between the two. Kaitlyn felt uncomfortable not knowing what to say. Shuffling her feet, she kept her eyes looking down at the asphalt pavement of the shop's parking lot. "Well, how about joining me for dinner this evening?" Blaine asked, breaking the silence. "Oh, I…………I doubt if I'll bother to eat dinner this evening." Kaitlyn replied, knowing it sounded stupid. "Nonsense!" Blaine exclaimed. "Everyone's got to eat." "I promise I won't bite." He added, grinning. "Ok, I guess it'd be alright." Kaitlyn finally agreed, a light blush developing on her face. "Great!" Blaine responded. "Where are you staying?" "I'm staying at the Holiday Inn just off the west bypass." Kaitlyn replied. "Cool! I know where that is." Blaine stated. "How about I pick you up at 7:00?" "Ok, that sounds good." Kaitlyn responded immediately. "Great!" Blaine exclaimed. "I'll see you then." Blaine started his motorcycle and gave Kaitlyn one of his famous smiles before riding off. Kaitlyn stood there motionless, watching him till his handsome figure disappeared into the heavy traffic. Realizing she just had a little over an hour and a half to get ready for her dinner date, Kaitlyn quickly walked to her car. Arriving back at her hotel, Kaitlyn took a quick shower and prepped for the dinner date with her former classmate. Fretting over her make-up and clothes till she was exhausted, she felt she looked her best. At least, she hoped Blaine would approve. The phone in her room rang shortly before 7:00. It was the desk clerk notifying Kaitlyn that her dinner date was waiting for her in the main lobby. Grabbing her purse, Kaitlyn hurried down to the lobby. Blaine, dressed in a dark gray Armani suit, looked as handsome as ever. Kaitlyn, dressed in her best dress, a dark blue draped-sash designer original with color-matched high-heels, caught Blaine's eye as soon as she entered the large lobby area. "Wow!" He exclaimed. "You look fabulous!" "Thank you." Kaitlyn responded, blushing. "You look as handsome as ever yourself." Blaine surprised Kaitlyn by giving her a light kiss on the cheek as he slipped his hand around her waist. "I've got reservations at Antonio's." Blaine stated. "I hope you like Italian food." "Yes, I certainly do." Kaitlyn replied, smiling. Kaitlyn slipped her hand onto Blaine's arm as the two exited the hotel. Blaine had parked his car, a late model, silver Jaguar XJ8 sedan close to the entrance. Opening the door for Kaitlyn, she slid into the soft, plush leather seat. Blaine's face displayed a constant smile during the drive to the restaurant. Sitting in a quiet and cozy corner of the restaurant, Blaine and Kaitlyn ordered drinks before dinner. "So tell me." Kaitlyn inquired. "What kind of work are you doing now?" "I'm a sales manager for a Jaguar dealership here in Fort Worth." Blaine replied. "My uncle's the general manager so you can figure how I got the job." "I always knew you'd make a good life for yourself." Kaitlyn stated. "You always seemed so self-confident and had that air of success about you." "Well, I don't know about the success part." Blaine said. "I make good money but the job gets a little boring, especially when sales are slow. This economy has really slowed things down at the dealership." "Yeah, I know what you mean." Kaitlyn agreed. "It's slowed things down everywhere." "So what kind of work are you doing?" Blaine asked. "I notice you've got California plates on your car." "I'm working for an investment firm in Long Beach." Kaitlyn replied. "I do investment planning and strategies." "That sure sounds interesting." Blaine said. "How come you never went into the automotive field? As I recall, you went off to a technical school after graduation." "I did go to tech school but I couldn't find a job that I really wanted so I got into the investment field. It's just a paycheck, not really something I want to make a career out of." "What about kids?" Blaine inquired. "Any children?" "No, not yet." Kaitlyn replied. "I don't think I'm going to plan on having children. What about you?" "Never married, engaged twice but never made it to the alter." Blaine muttered. Blaine looked away from Kaitlyn, not wanting to look her in the eye. Kaitlyn felt he was hiding something, maybe disappointment that he'd never married. "Well, we're both still young." Kaitlyn quipped. "You never can tell what's around the next bend in our lives." "Yeah, that's true I guess." Blaine mumbled. "I'd like to have kids, maybe two or three." "As I remember, you had more girlfriends than most guys had socks." Kaitlyn quipped. Blaine laughed softly at her remark. "Yeah, but they were just girlfriends." He stated. "None of them ever wanted to get serious about marriage." During dinner, Blaine and Kaitlyn discussed their old high school memories and some of the classmates they remembered. Although they never had any friends in common, they reminisced about some of the things that had occurred during their high school years. "How long are you going to be in town?" Blaine asked. "Or are you going to stay here in Fort Worth?" "I haven't decided what I'm going to do." Kaitlyn replied. "I'll stay at least till Friday." "If you decide to keep the shop going, I'd be glad to help you whenever I could." Blaine offered. "Thanks. I'll keep your offer in mind." Kaitlyn responded. "I'm afraid I might not be able to make it as successful as it once was. That's one of my biggest hang-ups." "People love race cars." Blaine asserted. "With your grandfather's name behind the business, it might help you attain the success you want." "Yeah, Wurner Automotive was a big name back in the eighties and nineties." Kaitlyn responded. "Don't know if it'd carry much weight now without my grandfather." "Worth a shot, don't you think?" Blaine said, coaxingly. "Yeah, maybe." Kaitlyn replied, her voice just above a whisper. After dinner, the two drove back to Kaitlyn's hotel. Their conversation was almost nonexistent. Entering the lobby of the Holiday Inn, Blaine put his arm around Kaitlyn's waist. Strolling towards the elevators, Kaitlyn wondered if Blaine would kiss her good night. She was sure he would at least try. She hoped so anyway. Standing at the door to her hotel room, Kaitlyn inserted the door's security card into the slot. The latch released, allowing her to open the door. "Thank you for the great dinner." Kaitlyn stated. "And the wonderful company. I had a really good time." "Thank you for accepting my offer." Blaine responded. "I'm glad we got to spend some time together." "Maybe we could get together again before you leave." He added. "Unless you decide to stay that is." Blaine leaned towards Kaitlyn to kiss her goodnight. Putting his hands on her waist, he pulled her into him. Kaitlyn's eyes closed as their lips meshed into a soft kiss. Her hands gripped Blaine's shoulders, holding him firmly. Blaine's lips pressed harder against Kaitlyn's, increasing her passion. Their kiss lasted for several moments before their lips slowly parted. "Hmmmm." Blaine whispered. "I hate to see this night end." "I know." Kaitlyn muttered. "I hate to see it end too. But I've got to get some sleep." "I could stay for awhile if you like." Blaine whispered. "I wouldn't mind if you'd stayed till morning." Kaitlyn boldly muttered. Not saying a word, Blaine eased Kaitlyn into the hotel room before closing the door behind them. Kaitlyn set her purse down on the dresser. Blaine standing behind her, lightly brushed the hair on the back of her neck to the side. Pulling Kaitlyn back against him, he kissed her neck lightly, working his way towards the back of her ear. Kaitlyn's tensed body leaned back against Blaine. Tingling sensations covered her body as Blaine nibbled at her earlobes. Her eyes partially closed, Kaitlyn barely heard the distinct sound of the zipper at the back of her dress being eased downward. Brushing the dress from her shoulders, it slid downward to form a pile at her feet. Standing there in her pink bra and thong panties, Kaitlyn felt no embarrassment. "God, you've got a great ass!" Blaine whispered in her ear. "I can't wait to get you naked!" Kaitlyn softly smiled at his compliment. Turning around, she kissed Blaine hard, working her lips over his. Blaine's hard tongue parted her lips, sliding into her mouth. Swirling his tongue inside her mouth enflamed Kaitlyn's inner passions. Blaine reached behind Kaitlyn, unhooking the lacy pink bra. Slipping it off, he tossed it next to her purse. Blaine's hands cupped Kaitlyn's firm breasts, gently massaging them. Kaitlyn's hands, slightly shaking, worked at Blaine's tie. "I need a damn good fucking!" Kaitlyn exclaimed. "That's just what I'm going to give you!" Blaine responded. "Over and over!" Stripping quickly out of his designer suit, Blaine picked Kaitlyn up and laid her across the queen size bed, not bothering to pull the covers back. Blaine kneaded Kaitlyn's breasts, teasing the nipples till they became fully erect. Sucking on her nipples, Kaitlyn's mouth uttered loud moans. Trailing kisses down over her tummy, Blaine hooked his fingers in Kaitlyn's thong panties, easing them down her legs. Blaine's lips locked onto Kaitlyn's pussy, sliding his tongue up and down her hot slit. Kaitlyn's body reacted, twisting and turning. Blaine's strong arms held Kaitlyn's sleek legs apart, spreading her wide open. His tongue slid inside Kaitlyn's juicy pussy driving her over the edge. Her sudden orgasm made her cry out. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh Goddddddddddddddd Blaine" She cried out. "Stooppppppppp Nooooooooo" Her outcry only made Blaine work his tongue harder and deeper on Kaitlyn's wanton pussy. Sucking her flowing juices, Kaitlyn's taut ass lifted upwards. Blaine lifted her up till her feet were no longer touching the bed. Her butt fell back against the moist bedding, grinding hard against the soft material. A second orgasm took control of Kaitlyn's quivering body. Her hands grasped the back of Blaine's head, forcing his face hard against her pussy. With the orgasm finally waning, Kaitlyn managed to partially open her eyes. Blaine's tongue was slowly licking up and down Kaitlyn's pussy, easing her body's tensions. "Fuck me Blaine." Kaitlyn begged. "Don't make me wait." Blaine got up from the bed and pushed his tight briefs down his legs. His hard cock protruded from body, aimed at Kaitlyn's pussy. Climbing back on the bed, Blaine grasped Kaitlyn's legs, spreading them apart. Kaitlyn's eyes widened, her eyes stared at the enormous cock about to fuck her. For a brief moment, she felt her pussy tighten in resistance. Blaine guided the mushroom shaped head of his hard dick between the lips of Kaitlyn's pussy. Pushing hard, he penetrated her slowly, his dick lubricated by Kaitlyn's flowing juices. Working his cock into Kaitlyn's pussy, he managed to penetrate her completely. Kaitlyn's hands gripped Blaine's muscular arms, holding onto him. Her fingernails dug into him as she felt herself building another extraordinary orgasm. Blaine fucked hard in and out of Kaitlyn's pussy, bringing her up quickly to another incredible orgasm. Kaitlyn cried out as she felt her body being consumed by the orgasm. Blaine's mouth covered hers, muffling her outcry. Kaitlyn's fingernails dug deeper into Blaine's arms, penetrating his flesh. She barely noticed the blood trickling down his arms. Blaine continued pounding his huge cock deep into Kaitlyn's pussy, harder and faster, almost with a vengeance. Kaitlyn's body, weakened by her orgasms, fell prey to his cock ripping into her. Within minutes, Blaine's cock erupted, spewing his hot cum inside her. Gradually slowing, Blaine collapsed on top of her, pinning her against the bedding. Kaitlyn could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his hard breathing against her face. She put her arms around him, holding him tightly. After several minutes, Blaine lifted his head, placing his lips on Kaitlyn's. They kissed softly and passionately. "Damn, that was the best sex I've ever had!" He muttered. "For me too." Kaitlyn responded. "I've waited eight long years for you to fuck me." "What do you mean?" Blaine asked. "I wanted you to fuck me when we were in high school but you never acted like you even noticed me." Kaitlyn explained. "You were always dating one of the cheerleaders." "Wow!" Blaine replied. "I wished I'd known that. I didn't figure you'd go out with me." After a brief moment, Blaine slipped his cock out of Kaitlyn's pussy and eased himself off the bed. Heading towards the bathroom, he pulled Kaitlyn with him. The two stepped into the shower together. Blaine adjusted the water flow as they stood under the warm spray. Blaine and Kaitlyn kissed before soaping each other. After rinsing off and stepping out of the shower, they dried each other with thick, soft towels. Entering the bedroom area of the hotel room, Kaitlyn picked up her dress off the floor and placed it on the dresser. Blaine retrieved his briefs, holding them in his hand. "Should I put these on?" He quipped, grinning at Kaitlyn. "It'll only make it harder for me to suck your cock if you do." Kaitlyn responded with an evil grin. Pushing Blaine down on the bed, Kaitlyn knelt over him. Grasping his cock firmly, it hardened almost immediately. Kaitlyn forced her mouth over the mushroom shaped head, taking as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. Her tongue swirled feverously over the head as her lips sucked on his shaft. Blaine's hands gripped the bedding, pulling on it. Kaitlyn's mouth worked rapidly up and down on his cock, savoring the taste of his flesh. Loud slurping sounds filled the hotel room as Kaitlyn continued sucking on his cock. Blaine, trying to keep from cumming too soon, couldn't hold back. His cock erupted a hot load into Kaitlyn's mouth. Her head kept bobbing up and down on his cock. Gently kneading his balls, Kaitlyn wanted all of his cum. Her mouth sucked hard on his cock, almost making him lift his butt up off the bed. "Oh God! Stop!" Blaine yelled out. "You're sucking my balls off!" Curves & Straightaways Ch. 01 Kaitlyn finally gave in to his wishes, not really wanting to stop. Kaitlyn loved sucking cock almost as much as fucking. Slapping him on the leg hard, she joked. "What's the matter big guy? Never had a good blow job before?" "God no! Not like that!" Blaine managed to answer. "I thought you were going to suck my balls out." "I was trying to." Kaitlyn responded, grinning evilly. "I love the taste of cum." Straddling Blaine's pelvis, she leaned down and kissed him hard. Her pussy ground against his cock, teasing him. "Why don't we get a little of that sleep you mentioned earlier?" Blaine said. "Give me a chance to recuperate." Pulling back the covers, the two drifted off to sleep. Blaine held Kaitlyn in his arms, pulling her in close to him. Looking at her in the darkened room, he realized that he was more than just sexually interested in Kaitlyn. Early in the morning, well before sunrise, Blaine was awakened by Kaitlyn's kisses. Responding immediately, he forced his hand down between her legs. Her pussy was already moist from just thinking about being fucked. "Turn over on your tummy." Blaine commanded. Kaitlyn did as she was ordered. Blaine knelt over her body, spreading her legs apart. Swirling his tongue over Kaitlyn's taut butt, he worked his way down to her pussy. Probing her with his tongue, Kaitlyn rose upwards off the bed. Gyrating her ass in his face, Blaine held her legs firmly, spreading them apart. With her pussy juices flowing, Blaine forced his hard cock into her. Kaitlyn gritted her teeth to keep from crying aloud. She forced herself back onto him, fucking him hard and fast. Blaine's strong hands gripped her waist, hanging on to her. Plunging his cock in hard and fast, their strokes fucked against each other. The two fucked like wanton animals angered at each other. Blaine's pelvis made loud slapping sounds as he fucked Kaitlyn. "Fuck me!" Kaitlyn cried out. "Fuck me hard!" Blaine fucked Kaitlyn as hard as he could, bring her to orgasm within minutes. Her cum mixed with his as he shot his load deep inside Kaitlyn's pussy. The two collapsed in a heap on the bed, their combined passions totally spent. Blaine slowly lifted himself up off Kaitlyn. His cock felt like raw meat from all the fucking. Looking down at Kaitlyn's beautiful body spread out beneath him, he leaned down and kissed her up and down her back, placing numerous kisses on her taut, well-shaped butt. "I don't want you to go back to California." He muttered. "I hope you'll consider staying and reopening the shop." "Let me think about it." Kaitlyn responded. "I need to think about it some more before I make a decision." Running his hand over Kaitlyn's back, Blaine glanced at his watch. "How about we go out somewhere for breakfast?" He suggested. "I've got time before I need to get back to my apartment and get ready for work." Dressing quickly, the two left Kaitlyn's hotel room for the restaurant just off the main lobby. Over coffee and a light breakfast, they discussed the pros and cons of keeping Wurner Automotive ongoing. Exiting the restaurant, Blaine kissed Kaitlyn lightly on the lips. Kaitlyn agreed to meet Blaine at the shop later in the day. Watching him drive off, she walked towards her car. The thought of following him to his apartment for another heated session of fucking briefly crossed her mind. Arriving at the shop, Kaitlyn opened up several of the overhead doors to let fresh air cleanse the stale smell of the shop. Walking amongst the equipment and tools scattered about, she found herself casually straightening things up and doing some organizing. Noticing her actions, she sat down on a stool at one of the workbenches. Maybe her uncontrolled actions were a sign from her grandfather. She needed to make a decision. No sense in putting it off any longer. She'd give the automotive business, founded by her grandfather, a new beginning. Kaitlyn ascended the stairs to the overhead office. Passing through the office, she entered the small living quarters at the back. After her grandmother had passed away a few years ago, her grandfather had sold their home and created a living area for himself at the shop. It was not only convenient for him; it kept him close to the things he loved, racecars. Kaitlyn sauntered around the small studio apartment. Looking out the windows didn't offer much of a view. Businesses adjacent to Wurner Automotive and the interstate a few blocks away were pretty much the view. Looking around the apartment, Kaitlyn could plainly see it needed a thorough cleaning. Opening the refrigerator door, the smell almost knocked Kaitlyn off her feet. It would have to be cleaned out then thrown out! Returning from the supermarket with ample cleaning supplies, Kaitlyn tackled cleaning out the refrigerator first. Wearing a sanding mask she'd found in the garage and rubber gloves she'd purchased, Kaitlyn wasted no time in getting everything safely bagged in trash bags. She'd need help in disposing of the refrigerator. Hopefully, Blaine would give her a hand. Kaitlyn worked the rest of the day cleaning out the kitchen, throwing almost everything away. By late afternoon, the small apartment was looking much better, almost livable. Like the shop, her grandfather hadn't been much at housekeeping. Poking around in her grandfather's desk, Kaitlyn found several old photo albums. There were numerous pictures of her grandfather with some of the cars he'd built and the drivers who driven them to many victories and championships. Another photo album contained pictures of her as a child posed with her grandparents and several racecars. It brought back alot of memories. Although it saddened her, the pictures made her feel even more determined to bring the business back and have it prosper. Late in the afternoon, Kaitlyn heard the sound of footsteps ascending the stairs. Walking out into the office area, she saw Blaine. A big smile adorned his handsome face when he spotted her standing in the office. "Hey there!" He greeted. "I didn't see you downstairs in the shop so I thought you might be up here." "I've been doing some cleaning most of the day." Kaitlyn explained. "Thought I'd better get that done so I can have a place to live." "Hmmmm." Blaine responded. "That sounds like you've decided to stay. That's great news!" "I guess." Kaitlyn replied. "I just hope I'm making the right decision." "I'm sure you are." Blaine said, smiling. "At least, from my standpoint." Kaitlyn walked back into the apartment with Blaine following close by. "I'm going to donate most of this old stuff to the Salvation Army." Kaitlyn stated. "Except for the fridge. It'll have to go to refrigerator hell." Blaine offered to have some of the guys from the dealership stop by after work the next afternoon and get everything taken down to the shop floor. It was an offer Kaitlyn could hardly refuse. "How about some dinner?" Blaine suggested. "I could really go for some pizza." "Sounds great." Kaitlyn responded. "I haven't eaten all day." Closing all the overhead doors and locking up the shop, Blaine and Kaitlyn drove to a nearby pizza restaurant. Over dinner, the two discussed Kaitlyn's plans for reopening the race shop. Blaine had acquaintances who were racecar fanatics so finding people to work at the shop might not be as hard as Kaitlyn had originally figured. Finding customers and clientele might prove to be much more difficult. The next day at the race shop, Kaitlyn continued cleaning up the apartment. Boxing up most of her grandfather's personal belongings, she'd go through them later on when she had more time. Later that afternoon, several of the mechanics from the Jaguar dealership stopped by the shop with Blaine. In less than an hour the men had all the old furniture down to the shop's main floor. The Salvation Army would pick them up the next morning. Kaitlyn and Blaine thanked the men for all their help. Walking back up to the almost completely empty apartment, the two looked around at the newly created openness. "Looks like you're going to need some furniture." Blaine quipped. "Unless you're planning on sleeping on the bare floor." "Are you suggesting I need a nice comfortable bed?" Kaitlyn smarted. "Well, not only comfortable but something that'll stand up to alot of use." Blaine replied, grinning. "How about I take tomorrow off and go furniture shopping with you?" He added. "I know several nice furniture stores in the area that have quick delivery." "You won't get into trouble with your uncle will you?" Kaitlyn inquired. "No, he won't mind." Blaine replied. "I seldom take any time off." "How about I take you out for dinner this evening?" Kaitlyn suggested. "Unless you've got other plans." "How about I fix you dinner at my place." Blaine suggested, grinning. "I'll let you pay for it anyway you'd like." "That offer definitely has sexual innuendos if there ever was one." Kaitlyn joked. "If you're a really good cook, I'll have to make sure you get a generous tip." Blaine's face blushed at Kaitlyn's remark. His mind was spinning trying to think of what to prepare for dinner. His cooking left alot to be desired so he was skeptical that Kaitlyn would be very generous in the tipping department. Leaving her Corvette locked in the race shop overnight, Kaitlyn rode with Blaine to his apartment in the north side of Fort Worth. Not having much to offer Kaitlyn for dinner, Blaine decided on something simple. With Kaitlyn's assistance, the dinner turned out well. Later in the evening, Kaitlyn joined Blaine for a shower. Horseplay and passionate kisses were on their mind much more than getting clean. Blaine soaped Kaitlyn's firm breasts, teasing her nipples to erection. Kaitlyn's desires rose immediately, her pussy was as wet as the rest of her body. Blaine's huge cock was poking at her trimmed pubic hair, making her even hotter. "Fuck me now!" Kaitlyn begged. "I need you inside me!" Blaine hurriedly rinsed the two of them off. Not bothering to dry themselves off, Blaine and Kaitlyn rushed to the bedroom. Before Blaine was able to pull the covers back, Kaitlyn shoved him down on the bed. Straddling his body, Kaitlyn's lips locked onto Blaine's for a hard and passionate kiss. Her tongue penetrated his lips, swirling frantically inside his mouth. Blaine was almost gasping for air. Sliding down his body, her lips traveled over his chest and tummy. Blaine's rigid cock was pressing against Kaitlyn's tummy. Sliding down further, his cock was nestled between her breasts. Kaitlyn rubbed her breasts over his cock, teasing Blaine till he was almost out of control. Slipping her mouth over the mushroom shaped head of Blaine's cock, Kaitlyn slowly flicked her tongue around the head and ridge. Sliding her mouth slowly down his shaft till it filled her mouth, Kaitlyn gently sucked on his rock hard cock. Blaine's hands, at the back of Kaitlyn's head, forced her to take as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. Kaitlyn's mouth bobbed feverously on Blaine's cock. Feeling he was about to cum, Kaitlyn pulled her mouth from his cock. A thick strand of saliva trailed from her lips to the head of Blaine's cock. Straddling Blaine, Kaitlyn held his cock while she lowered herself down on him. Working her tight pussy over the lubricated head of his dick, she managed to penetrate herself. Slowly and gently, Blaine's cock slid deeper into Kaitlyn's inner depths. A loud sigh escaped her lips as she felt the fires inside her about to be satisfied. Blaine's hands firmly cupped her breasts as Kaitlyn lifted then settled back on his rigid cock. Faster and harder, Kaitlyn took her pleasure with Blaine's cock. Blaine lifted his butt upwards, pistoning his cock into her hard. Cries of wanton pleasure filled the room. Fucking each other harder and faster, the two reached orgasm within minutes. Blaine's cock spewed his hot load, filling Kaitlyn's lustful pussy. Kaitlyn fucked herself till she lost all strength. Tightening her pussy around his cock, she milked the last of Blaine's cum from his heated balls. Out of breath, she eased herself down on top of him. With her legs spread over Blaine's, she clamped them hard, not wanting him to move. The feel of his hard cock inside her, added to her already sated pleasures. Blaine held Kaitlyn firmly as he rolled her onto her side, his cock still inside her hot, cum-filled pussy. "You really love to fuck, don't you?" He exclaimed. "Yes, I do." Kaitlyn replied. "That's something I never could get my ex to take an interest in." "Your ex-husband didn't like to fuck?" Blaine asked. "Not as much as I did." She responded. "He was more interested in horsing around with his friends and hanging out in strip clubs." "Damn!" Blaine exclaimed. "You might be more than I can handle." "I'm sure you'll have some help." Kaitlyn muttered. "I hardly ever say no to anyone." "What! What do you mean?" Blaine asked, confused by her remark. "Let's not talk about it right now." Kaitlyn remarked. "It's not important." Blaine held Kaitlyn in his arms till she drifted off to sleep. Blaine found it difficult to sleep, trying to comprehend what Kaitlyn had meant by her statement. He was beginning the have serious feelings about the beautiful girl in his bed. Thoughts of her with another guy entered his mind and it worried him. "Suppose she finds someone better than me in bed." Blaine thought. "What then?" Early the next morning, Blaine awoke before Kaitlyn. He showered and dressed for work at the dealership. Waking Kaitlyn up, she noticed he was dressed in a suit and tie instead of something casual. "A little overdressed for furniture shopping, aren't you?" She joked. "I better not take today off." Blaine mumbled. "I think we've got some sort of staff meeting this morning." "Oh, Ok." Kaitlyn responded. "I'll get dressed and you can drop me off at the shop." During the drive from Blaine's apartment to the race shop, Blaine never spoke a word. Kaitlyn could easily sense something was wrong. Not wanting to get involved in an argument, she remained silent. Pulling up in front of the shop, Kaitlyn exited the car. The thought of kissing Blaine good-bye briefly crossed her mind but Blaine didn't make an effort to lean towards her. Saying a quick good-bye, she shut the door and walked towards the door of the building. Blaine pulled out of the lot and into traffic barely looking to see if it was clear. "Well, if he's upset with me about something, he can damn well get over it." Kaitlyn thought. "I'm not going to chase after him." After showering and changing clothes at her hotel room, Kaitlyn spent most of the day shopping for furniture by herself. Returning to the race shop late in the afternoon, she prepped the apartment for delivery of her new furniture. Listening for the phone to ring, she expected to hear from Blaine but the call never came. It was almost 7:00pm when Kaitlyn locked up the shop and headed back to her hotel room. Eating alone in the hotel's restaurant, she did her best to keep thoughts of Blaine off her mind. Retiring to her hotel room, Kaitlyn spent the rest of the evening concentrating on forming a business plan to get the race shop back in operation. It was, after all, her most important priority. The next morning at the race shop, Kaitlyn started the tedious task of organizing the office area. Her grandfather was never a believer in computers except in his racecars. He conducted business the old-fashion way, with paper and pencil. Sifting through piles of loose paper and stacks of folders, she gradually started gaining on the chore. Kaitlyn stayed with it, skipping lunch. Not noticing, time had slipped by quickly. Looking out over the disorganized shop below, she noticed the sunlight wasn't spilling in through the open overhead door anymore. She decided to close up the shop for the day and start again the following morning. Stuffing some file folders in her attaché, she drove back to her hotel room. After showering and ordering dinner from room service, Kaitlyn started further investigating the files she'd brought back with her. To her surprise, Kaitlyn discovered her grandfather had been working on a new prototype racecar as well as new suspension and aerodynamic products. Several documents depicted rough sketches and mathematical calculations. The knock on the hotel room door startled Kaitlyn, interrupting her concentration. Pulling the short robe around her and checking the robe's tie strap, she hurried to the door. Peering out through the peephole, she discovered it wasn't room service after all. It was Blaine. Hesitating for an instance, she unlocked the door and opened it. "Hi." Blaine greeted, forcing a smile. "Thought I'd stop by and see if you were alright." "I'm alright." Kaitlyn responded. "I wasn't expecting to see you." "Mind if I come in?" Blaine inquired. "I guess. Come on in." Kaitlyn replied, stepping back from the door. "Kinda thought you'd be living over at the shop." Blaine mumbled, closing the door as he entered. "I'm checking out tomorrow morning." Kaitlyn responded. "Been too busy today to do any moving." "How about going out for some dinner or have you already eaten?" Blaine offered. "I ordered from room service." Kaitlyn stated. "They should be here any minute." No sooner had she spoken the words then another knock sounded at the door. It was room service with her food order. Kaitlyn pulled the robe around her and cinched the belt tight before answering it. Signing the tab, she took the tray and set it on the table. Blaine's eyes never stopped staring at Kaitlyn's long legs as she walked by the bed he was sitting on. Kaitlyn uncovered her dinner and sat down to eat. "Have you eaten yet?" Kaitlyn casually inquired. "Yeah, I stopped for some fast food after work." He answered. "You mind telling me what happened the other morning?" Kaitlyn asked. "Was it because of what I said the night before?" Blaine didn't answer right away. Shrugging his shoulders, it gave him a brief moment to think of a response. "I wasn't exactly sure of what you meant by hardly ever saying no to anyone when it came to sex." He muttered. "I meant it exactly the way I said it." Kaitlyn fired back her reply. "I'm making up for alot of lost time." "I take it you not interested in a monogamous relationship then." Blaine said. "No, definitely not." Kaitlyn replied. "I was married for three years. Fuck monogamy!" There was a brief period of silence. Neither Blaine nor Kaitlyn said a word. "How many girls have you fucked in your lifetime, ten, twenty, thirty?" Kaitlyn finally broke the uncomfortable silence. "I know of at least several girls you were banging in high school." "I haven't been with all that many women." Blaine responded. "At least, not since high school and college." "So why is it bothering you that I want to have numerous sexual partners?" Kaitlyn asked. "If you can have sex with anyone you want, why the hell can't I?" "I guess there's no sense in trying to explain my reasons." Blaine answered, trying to cover up his tone of anger. "I guess I better be going." Blaine eased off the bed and slowly walked towards the door. Exiting the room, he never looked back at Kaitlyn or said good-bye. Feeling at a loss, he wasn't about to give up on Kaitlyn. Although their relationship had been brief, it meant more to him than any other he'd been involved in. Kaitlyn picked at her food, not feeling all that hungry. Although she'd spoken her true feelings, perhaps she'd been too hard on Blaine. Their conversation could have gone much better if she'd tempered her remarks. "Maybe this is all for the best." Kaitlyn thought. "I couldn't handle another serious relationship." After watching the late news, Kaitlyn turned off the tv and went to bed. Thoughts of Blaine and the race shop ran through her mind making it difficult to fall asleep. Curves & Straightaways Ch. 01 Waking early the next morning, Kaitlyn packed her clothes, calling the front desk to arrange her checkout. Packing everything in her Corvette, it filled the sports car to capacity. "I need to get something more practical." She thought. "This is getting to be a hassle." After getting settled in at the small studio apartment at the race shop, Kaitlyn spent the rest of the day working on straightening up the office. Finding more folders with sketches and plans, she put them aside to review later. By late afternoon, the office was cleaned and organized. Everything was neat and orderly to where Kaitlyn could work productively. Looking out the windows at the shop floor below, Kaitlyn knew her biggest chore was about to begin. Casually strolling through the shop, Kaitlyn glanced around trying to figure out where to begin. The workbenches were covered with hand tools, drawings and trash. Tackling them first sounded like the best choice. "Excuse me." An elderly female voice shouted. "Is there a mechanic here who could look at my car?" The voice startled Kaitlyn. Turning around quickly, she saw a frail woman, somewhere in her seventies, standing in one of the open overhead doorways. "I'm sorry." Kaitlyn responded. "I'm not open for business. I'm just trying to straighten things up and get organized." "Oh!" The woman exclaimed. "Looks like you've got quite a chore ahead of you." "Yeah. Kinda looks that way, doesn't it?" Kaitlyn replied. "What's wrong with your car?" She added. "Maybe I can help." "I'm not really sure." The elderly lady responded. "The red, check engine light just came on all of a sudden. I'm afraid to drive it." "Hmmm." Kaitlyn remarked. "Did you just put some gas in it?" "Why, yes, I did." The frail woman answered. "Not more than ten minutes ago." Kaitlyn followed the elderly lady out to her car, and older Chevrolet Lumina. The woman opened the car door and got in behind the wheel. "I'll show you what it's doing." She stated, starting the car. The red, check engine light came on immediately. Not showing any signs of going out, the two women stared at the warning light. "Well, it could be a gas sensor that's sticking or you may have gotten some bad gasoline." Kaitlyn stated. "Let me try something first." Walking to the left rear fender of the Lumina, Kaitlyn opened the gas fill door and removed the gas cap. "Is the light still on?" Kaitlyn inquired, looking at the woman. "No, no it's not!" The elderly woman exclaimed. "It went out! It's not on anymore." Kaitlyn put the gas cap on, barely tightening it. Closing the gas fill door, she walked back up to the open driver's door. "I think the gas cap might have caused too much pressure on the fuel system." Kaitlyn remarked. "When you put gas in your car, I'd suggest you barely tighten it. The trick works most of the time but not always." "Well, thank you my dear." The elderly woman spoke. "How much do I owe you for your time." "You don't owe me anything." Kaitlyn answered. "Just make sure you put good gas in your car and drive safely." The woman closed her car door and drove off, pulling out easily into the heavy traffic. Kaitlyn hoped her little trick kept working and the frail woman wouldn't worry about her car.