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Story Time Ch. 02

By: sleeplessgurl



Author's Note:

Thank you so much for all your comments and feedback about my first submission, Story Time. 

I hope you enjoy this second installment. If you haven't already, you may wish to read the first part of Story Time before reading chapter 2. 

My unending sincere thanks and appreciation to my favourite erotica writer, alana9, for her encouragement and amazing editing! Alana, you make my stories so much better. I cannot thank you enough!

Excerpt from chapter 1 

James raised his eyebrows, "If you let me read the story, then I can act out your fantasy for you."

A wide wicked smile spread across Kate's face. Oh this could really be fun,  she thought. Perhaps it is time for my stories to have an audience after all. 

Thinking of the beginning of that story, she smiled. "If we're going to act out that one, why don't we go have a shower first? That's actually part of the story, anyway." 

A huge grin spread across James' face and he pulled Kate close and started kissing her again.

***

  Story Time -- Chapter 2  

James and Kate walk down the hallway to the bathroom, both relaxed and contented with post coital bliss. Kate starts the water and gasps as she turns around to find James moving in so close that they are touching in several places. Just his closeness makes her breath quicken. She's wanted him for so long, she can barely believe this is finally happening. She leans in closer and presses her body against his, rubbing her breasts against his bare chest, pressing her lips against his. He responds and draws her in immediately. His lips press against hers, his tongue searches for hers, and they swirl around each other in a sensual dance. His hands start moving over her body. Her heart is beating madly again. 

Now that they know how they feel about each other, they can't seem to keep their hands (or lips!) off each other. In the shower, they enjoy lathering each other up, letting their hands explore each other's bodies in intricate detail. They kiss for long steamy minutes with the hot water running over their slippery bodies as they slide against each other. Kate nearly comes as his soap-slick hand slides over her sensitive clit and dips into her hole. He seems to be taking particular care washing that area, only to make sure it's clean, of course. She decides to take particular care washing his cock as well. It's only fair. 

Shower over, Kate and James step onto the fluffy red bath mat. She shivers from the sudden cold and absence of steam. Her nipples poke up prominently. James quickly dips his head forward and draws her right nipple into his mouth. She gasps. He plants his lips on hers again and continues to rub her hard nipples. Nearly panting, she pulls away, smiling slyly at him. They towel each other off slowly, savouring the sensations, prolonging the touching. 

Out of habit, Kate starts to wrap a towel around herself, but she looks James in the eye and lets the towel drop around her feet. Again that dark grin and appreciative gaze of his makes her feel so sexy.

* * * * 

James follows Kate back to her bedroom, letting his gaze travel over her beautiful naked curves. He smiles to himself remembering walking behind her down this hallway, just a few hours ago, imagining her in nothing but a thong. Naked is definitely better. 

He feels a continuous urge to touch her, stroke her silky skin, tangle his fingers in her hair. From behind her he reaches out, places his hands on her hips, pulling her close to him, touching her in as many ways as possible. He falls into lockstep with her while they walk the short distance to her room, and lets his hands slide up her belly and over the contours of her breasts. She gasps and shivers as his hands glide over her nipples. Her hands come up to cover his. He smiles to himself, noticing again how sensitive her nipples are.

They reach her room, and she turns in his arms. He can't help pulling her close against him, addicted to the feel of her skin. He's wanted her for so long, he doesn't want to let go of her now that he has her. He is hard again, blood careening violently from every remote corner of his body to land right in his throbbing cock. 

Noticing his hardness, Kate smiles delightedly and grinds her pelvis against him while planting her lips on his. Another kiss heats up. Their tongues explore each others' mouths, their hands start traveling all over each other. She grinds against his hardness again, making him utter a low growl. 

It's all he can do to pull out of the kiss, to pull away from the magnetic force of her body, but he is so curious about the story she has written. He desperately wants to read it. He's so glad she's agreed to let him, after she nearly died of embarrassment when he accidentally happened to see a paragraph of it earlier. 

He looks her in the eyes, looks pointedly at the laptop, and looks into her eyes again, raising his eyebrows expectantly. She looks embarrassed. Again. James rolls his eyes and smiles. 

"Come on," James says, "you promised you'd let me read that story."

"I know," Kate starts, biting her lip and blushing again, "It's just... You know..." Kate can't seem to finish a sentence. "It's so personal." 

James is still amused at how she can write such erotic words and yet get so embarrassed talking about it.

"Come on," James says again, his eyebrows raised, "you promised."

Kate smiles sheepishly, turns and retrieves the laptop from the desk, where James had left it after he'd pried it out of her arms earlier. She opens it in a smooth movement as she sits on the bed. James wraps his body around behind her, looking over her shoulder at the screen. He lets his hands glide gently over her curves and starts planting light kisses on her shoulder as he peers over. 

"It's just so amazing that you write this stuff," he says softly between kisses. She turns her head toward him and he plants his lips on hers. Another long, languid kiss ensues. They both start breathing heavily.

He glances at the screen and her gaze follows. The story has sprung to life on the screen, at the same spot where he'd -- thankfully - seen it before. He notices it's on page 10. A few keystrokes, and Kate quickly moves to the top of the story. 

"What's the title?" he asks

"Doesn't have one yet."

He smiles and starts reading. Kate turns awkwardly to watch his face. She seems nervous.

***

 Kate was in the living room of the apartment she shared with Mike & Tina. Like most Saturday nights, Mike's best friend James was there too. The four of them had been drinking for some time and were having one of their in-depth, far-ranging political and social conversations. Debating. Joking. Laughing. Sometimes serious, sometimes downright silly. 

All were enjoying themselves. Kate just loved that she could have intelligent conversations with her friends, which, while often heated, always remained respectful and good-natured. 

Kate was having a problem though. She found she couldn't stop looking at James. She always liked looking at James, but it was particularly bad tonight. She would frequently steal glances at him, but whenever James would begin to glance her way, Kate would quickly look away, sometimes blushing. Several times, Kate had caught herself staring at the way James' shirt stretched slightly across his muscular arms and chest, the way his well defined thighs moved in his jeans, or even, the bulge in between his legs. Sometimes she just watched his face longingly as he was speaking. Her eyes roamed over the contours of his face, his light brown skin, his deep dark eyes, full lips, strong jaw with a little stubble on it.

Maybe it was the effect of the alcohol, but her imagination was on overdrive. Images kept springing unbidden into her consciousness. She imagined kissing his full lips, imagined those full lips sucking on her nipple. She imagined staring into his eyes as their naked bodies writhed together. It seemed the more she had to drink the more difficult it was to control her thoughts. Yet she continued drinking....

A few times she'd looked up after being lost in a fantasy to find Tina staring at her pointedly with a knowing look in her eyes. Kate would blush and look away. But when she turned her gaze back, Tina would still have that look in her eyes -- like she knew something. 

At one point, James and Kate reached their hands into the snack bowl at the same time. As their hands touched, they looked at each other. The touch and eye contact made her heart leap and heat rushed to her face, chest, and groin. She tried to cover the little gasp that escaped her. 

More unbidden imaged danced into her awareness. Images of her naked body writhing with his, images of her lips wrapped around his cock while she looked into his eyes, of her legs wrapped around his head, of his cock slowly sliding in and out of her. She had to push these thoughts aside just to continue to think straight. 

Kate withdrew her hand quickly and looked away hoping that no one had noticed, that he hadn't noticed. She looked at Tina. Tina had noticed.

A few times when Kate and James had been arguing opposing points in a discussion, they'd ended up looking directly at each other. Every time she made eye contact with him, her pulse raced and a fluttery feeling rose up in her stomach and chest. Kate was sure there was something there, passing between them -- something smoldering beneath the surface. Their eye contact was usually very short, like they were both somehow made uncomfortable by it. 

Kate was now trying to avoid looking at Tina, with her annoyingly perceptive, penetrating looks, and she was trying to avoid making eye contact with James since every time she did, she blushed and couldn't control her mind.

Once, during the discussion, Kate had actually become quite confounded by looking into his eyes, momentarily loosing her train of thought. While she looked into his eyes, arguing her point about American politics, an unbidden image popped into her head: an image of them both naked from the waist up, kissing, he swirling her nipple around under the palm of his hand and twirling and pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. Kate had trailed off mid sentence, a blush rising to her face and her nipples becoming instantly hard. Everyone had stared at her. She rose from the table shakily, "I think I've had a little too much to drink," was her excuse as she left the room.

Tina jumped up and followed her. 

***

James stops reading and looks at her. He plants a kiss on her neck.

"Wow, there's quite a story here," he says, smiling. 

"I know, I know. You're a guy. You want to get right to the juicy parts," she says, chuckling. 

He laughs out loud. 

"I like stories about relationships. I like the buildup," Kate says. "I don't like what my friend calls 'pizza porn'. You know...the clichéd scenario: pizza guy shows up, door is answered by scantily clad woman, and they're banging by the third or fourth sentence."

James laughs.

Kate continues, "When I start reading a story like that I usually skip it and move on to another one. No... the buildup is just as important as the sex for me. By the time they finally do it, I want to want it as much as the characters do. So in my own writing, I like to set up a plausible scenario before I get to the juicy parts. It's kinda... well... fun." She said lightly. She paused for a moment, then added, "but if you want to skip the buildup and get right to the sex, I can take you to that page."

"No," James replies softly, "I want to read every word you've ever written." 

Kate smiles broadly.

James is struck again by how much sexier Kate seems to him now that he knows she writes erotic stories -- not that she wasn't already incredibly sexy to him before. Just now, there's this entirely new level of naughtiness that he never knew about. He feels like he's hit the jackpot. He can't wait to get to know more about her. 

"Have you really done that?" James asks. 

"What?" Kate raises her eyebrows seeking clarification. 

James continues "Have you really sat there in the living room when we were hanging out, fantasizing about me like that?"

Kate looks embarrassed again. "Yes," she says softly, "lots of times."

James grins. "That's so funny, because so have I." He kisses her again. 

He shakes his head and chuckles at how lucky he is that she is writing this stuff about him. He kisses her neck again.

"It's just so amazing," he breathes into her neck. 

James thinks about all that's transpired in the past few hours. It was just a few hours ago, at the party, that he'd realized he had feelings for Kate. He knew he had to act right then, so he came over here on an impulse, taking a big chance. 

He can't believe that the woman he's been falling for, the woman he's wanted for months, actually wants him too. What's more, he's astounded by the fact that she actually writes erotic stories about him. 

He smiles remembering how he found out, accidentally reading a portion of this story about him on her computer. He smiles to himself as he glances back at the screen again, continuing to plant little kisses along her neck as he reads.

***

"So what the hell is going on with you and James?" Tina asked Kate, keeping her voice very low. 

"W...what?" Kate sputtered, turning to look at Tina. Kate knew her face was blushing completely crimson.

"Don't play dumb with me, Kate. I know you too well," Tina admonished. She laid a hand gently on Kate's shoulder. "You keep checking him out, but you can barely make eye contact with him. So what gives?" 

Kate's blush seemed to deepen. Tina just stared at her with a look that said 'spill it, now'.

"Oh Tina, he's so hot." Kate whispered. 

"Uh huh," Tina agreed nodding, but raised one eyebrow as she always did, waiting for more from Kate. 

"Well, it's just... Oh Tina! I really wanted him. That's all it was. I was attracted to him. I mean, look at him! He's freakin hot! But it was just attraction... at first."

"At first?" Tina pressed.

"Well now... I really like him too. He's really smart, and funny, and kind. Even when we disagree, he's always respectful when he's arguing. You've seen that right?" Tina nodded. 

Kate shook her head and looked despondent. "Shit, Tina. Why does this always happen to me?" Tina looked puzzled, so Kate added, "He's so not into me at all."

"One: why didn't you ever tell me you had the hots for him?" Tina asked with a playful nudge. In response, Kate just shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes upward. 

"And two: I think you're wrong," Tina said softly. "I think he is into you." 

Kate's eyebrows shot up in a look of surprise. "What?"

"I've noticed James checking you out too. Whenever you look at him he looks away. But, it's kinda funny because you both seem to be doing the same thing." 

"It's not funny!" Kate exclaimed. Then Tina's words sunk in. "You mean, you think he likes me too?" Kate added hopefully.

"I think so." 

"Can you find out for me, please," Kate implored. "Ask Mike or something. I really don't want to make a fool of myself is James is not into me... but if he is...." Kate smiled brightly thinking of the possibilities. 

"Sure, honey," Tina replied. "Anything for you. You know that." 

They hugged and brought the beers and snacks into the living room. 

If it was possible, Kate seemed to be looking at James even more now. Kate thought about Tina's words. She wondered if she was imagining James' eyes on her. 

Her mind was racing even more. It seemed even more difficult for her to control the unbidden images that kept leaping into her mind. 

She kept watching James for signs that Tina could be right. She caught him looking at her a few times, but every time she caught him he looked away. Just like Tina had said. Could Tina be right? Could he really be into her? 

......

A while later, when James got up for another beer, he thought it was a little weird when Tina followed him into the kitchen, but he just shrugged it off. Maybe she wanted more of the pizza they'd put away earlier. 

Tina made a deliberate effort of getting a beer out of the fridge, and nonchalantly as possible, in a very soft voice she said, "James?"

"Yeah," James answered.

"Is there something going on between you and Kate?"

"What?" he tried to sound as incredulous as possible, "Kate? No. Hell no, Tina. There's nothing going on between me and Kate. What would ever make you think that? Of course not." He rolled his eyes, but he looked away. She looked pointedly at him, but he wouldn't look back at her.

"Methinks thou dost protest too much," she said softly. James looked back at her, a little too defiantly, for a moment too long. 

"Oh shit, Tina. It's not like... umm... I mean... uh... No."

"James, I've seen the way you check her out."

"So I check her out. Who wouldn't? She's hot." James said, recovering, trying to sound a little too detached. 

"James, I'm no fool. I see the way you look at her. It's not just checking out a hot chick. I've seen you do THAT a hundred times."

There was a pause during which James just looked at Tina like he didn't know what to say. He knew she was on to him. His face changed, softened and took on a look that showed he knew he was caught. He looked almost sheepish.

"Are you pissed?" he finally asked, softly.

"Me pissed? No. Why on earth would I be?"

"Well Mike told me you might be pissed if I messed with your friend." 

Tina scrunched up her face as though that were absurd. "No, James, I'm not pissed at all."

"Ok," he said with relief. Then something else occurred to him. "Oh shit, does she know?"

"Do you want her to know?" Tina responded.

"No!" James said a little too vehemently. But then after a pause, he looked thoughtful and added, "I mean, she's just not into me at all... is she?"

"Well..." Tina said, "I don't know about that." 

"What? Do you think she might be interested? I mean I might have a chance?"

"Well... maybe. I could find out for you." Tina paused, and then added, "But, James, she's my best friend. I need to know: do you really like her." 

It might have been the influence of the alcohol but James just started talking. 

"Oh man," he said wistfully. "Tina, she's just so beautiful, and smart, and funny, and well you know. She's smoking hot." He looked a little embarrassed for saying that part so vehemently to Tina. "I mean yeah. I like her. I think I might like her a lot." He paused for a moment. "Jesus Tina, why do you have to do this to me? I hadn't even admitted that to myself yet." 

Tina had watched his face carefully while he talked about Kate. James saw the inscrutable way she looked at him and wondered what she was thinking. He'd known her for two-and-a-half years, since she'd started dating Mike. He knew she thought he was a womanizer. Maybe she didn't want to trust him with her best friend. But he also knew that she had never heard him talk about a woman that way before. 

Something changed in Tina's face. She seemed to come to a decision.

"Let me talk to her and find out. Ok, James?" He nodded. "Why don't you come over for brunch tomorrow? Around noon. I'll talk to her. Then I'll let you know what I find out." 

"Ok," James said with a mixture of hopefulness and melancholy. 

Tina walked back into the living room ahead of James and they rejoined the others. Thoughts swirled in James' head. He hoped Tina would actually talk to Kate and let him know what happened. He hoped Tina wouldn't embarrass him be revealing too much. Oh Damn, he thought, Tina will probably tell Kate everything he had just said. He chastised himself for being so honest. He didn't want Kate knowing how much he liked her if she didn't like him. This could turn out badly. 


Story Time Ch. 02



For the rest of the evening, he found himself stealing more glances at Kate. Usually when he did, she would look away. He wondered what that meant.

......

Later that night, after James had left and Mike had crashed, Kate cornered Tina in the kitchen.

"I can't believe you. You're such a busy body. What did you say to him?" Kate said sternly. Tina was standing there with a smug satisfied look on her face. 

"Honey, would you just stop complaining and hug me now? He wants you." 

Kate's eyes went wide with surprise and delight. "What?"

"James says you're... what was the term... hmmm... oh yeah... smoking hot." Smiling, Tina deliberately dragged it out, but Kate grinned from ear to ear. 

Then Tina got serious. "But there's more, Kate. He likes you. I mean he really likes you. You should hear the way he talked about you all wistfully. It was so cute. I've never heard him talk about any woman that way before. He said you're beautiful and smart and funny and, of course, smoking hot."

"No way!" Kate exclaimed gleefully.

"Yes way!" Tina said with a big smile. "And here's where you're really going to want to hug me. I didn't tell him how you felt. I only told him I'd find out. So he's coming back here for brunch tomorrow at noon and I'm supposed to talk to you and report back to him." Tina folded her arms across her chest and stood there with a very satisfied grin on her face. Kate did throw her arms around Tina and hug her.

"Oh my god!" Kate squealed. 

"So what are you going to do about it now, Miss Kate?"

"Hmmm..." Kate thought about the possibilities with a big smile on her face. She raised her eyebrows. "Do you guys mind leaving shortly after he gets here?" 

"Not at all, hon. Not at all." Tina said grinning and shaking her head. "I'm sure you two will have FUN." Then she frowned slightly. "But listen, I doubt this will happen, but if things don't go well for any reason --any reason--call me immediately, and I'll come right back for you. But if I don't hear from you, we'll stay away for a few hours." 

Kate hugged Tina again. "You're the best."

"I know," Tina said into Kate's shoulder. 

***

James stops reading, looks up from the story again, and kisses Kate's shoulder and neck up to her ear. 

"Oh, the setup..." he chuckles between kisses. Kate giggles. James continues, "This is really a good story, you know, and not just because I know I get to have sex at the end of it." 

Kate laughs out loud, and gives him a sideways smile. 

"You know," James says, "It's funny you set this up with Tina as the one who's in the know, playing matchmaker." 

Kate turns her face more fully toward him and raises her eyebrows questioningly. 

"Yeah," James continues, "in reality, Tina is completely clueless about us."

"Oh, I'm not so sure of that," Kate says. "I think she might know more than she lets on."

"Has she ever said anything to you about it?" he asks.

"No, but she sometimes has this look. I don't know... it's hard to describe. But I've known her for so long, I can read her pretty well by now and I've seen the look a few times when you've been over for the evening. It's like she knows something."

"Well, when they got to the party tonight and I asked where you were, she looked confused that I was even asking," he says. 

"Oh really? Hmmm." 

"And you know...you are smoking hot," James says, squeezing her. Kate giggles again. "I'm serious," he says. 

Kate leans back into him a little more and nuzzles against him.

"I don't really think so, but in my fantasy I wanted you to think so," she says smiling sheepishly.

"Well I do," he mumbles into her neck, while kissing her. He stops kissing her and looks at her more seriously then. "And you're right about something else," he continues softly, "I do feel that way about you. It's way more than just an attraction."

Kate turns to look at him. Their eyes lock for an extended moment. "I feel that way about you, too," she whispers. Their lips meet again for another long slow kiss. 

James smiles into Kate's shoulder, and caressing her arm absentmindedly, continues reading.

***

The next morning, Mike and Tina were getting ready to go out while Kate straightened up her room. Then she went to have a shower. With thoughts of James filling her mind, she shaved her legs, underarms, everything that can be shaved till it was baby smooth, leaving only a little tuft of neatly trimmed hair just above her clit. She wanted everything to be perfectly smooth for his hands, his tongue, anything else he wanted to touch her with. 

Kate got out of the shower and slathered her body with moisturizing cream, imagining it was James' hands rubbing softly, slowly over her body. She was already wet with anticipation. But she was also incredibly nervous. Her entire body seemed to be humming, as if on pins and needles.

She put on a little perfume, but not too much. She dried her hair slightly, but left it damp. She did her makeup, but not too much. She wanted to look "fresh out of the shower", but with just a little enhancement. She started to hurry because she didn't know exactly when he would be arriving.

Just then, Kate heard a knock at the apartment door and heard Tina call out from the kitchen, "Come in James". Kate's heart rate seemed to double instantly. She heard the apartment door open and close and she heard shuffling in the front hall.

Kate opened the bathroom door. There was a clear line of sight from the bathroom to apartment's front door. James was in the hallway taking off his shoes. He looked up and saw her coming out of the bathroom. 

"Kate," he breathed.

At first he seemed surprised, but then he just stopped and stared, mesmerized. She was wearing a short emerald green silky robe that came to just above mid thigh, showing a lot of leg. The robe was tied loosely in front. It was open nearly to her belly, to maximize visible cleavage, and her nipples were pointing prominently through the thin silky material. Her long blond hair fell in damp waves around her face and past her shoulders. 

She walked slowly toward him, watching his eyes. She was swaying her hips, her bare feet padding gently on the tile floor. Butterflies were fluttering in her stomach as she walked toward him. She saw his gaze travel over her body and allowed hers to do the same. He was wearing loose sports pants and a t-shirt that, she noticed with appreciation, was a little tight over his shoulder muscles and pecs. 

As she walked closer to him, she noticed the bulge in his loose pants start to form a tent. She looked at it quite pointedly for a few seconds, then slowly, deliberately, she directed her gaze up his stomach and chest and make eye contact. She smiled wickedly. There was no mistaking the look in her eyes -- or his for that matter. Pure, raw lust and longing. She walked up close to him. 

"Hi James," she breathed, looking into his eyes.

"Kate..." he whispered, meeting her gaze. 

Kate moved her body very close to his. He just stood there, unmoving, mesmerized, but he was breathing very deeply. Her heart was beating madly. She wasn't used to making the first move. It was exciting and terrifying and exhilarating.

She placed her hand on his chest, and slowly slid her hand up his chest, up his neck, to caress his smooth cheek. She smiled to herself noticing that he'd taken the time to shave that morning.

He seemed kind of frozen for a moment, staring at her, incredulous. Her breath was quick and shallow. As she moved her face slowly closer to his, something seemed to click and his look changed from astonishment to delight. She touched her lips lightly to his. That was all it took. It was as if he hadn't believed this was happening until her lips touched his. 

His hand moved quickly up to the nape of her neck and his other hand snaked around behind her waist. He pulled her in for a more powerful kiss, and drew her body against his. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her body into him. 

She pressed her open lips to his and searched for his tongue. When she found it, Oh god! A jolt of exciting tingling electrical connection sped through her, making her shiver all over. Goosebumps raised all over her skin. Her heartbeat seemed to speed up even more. A tingly warmth sped through her, with its epicenter in her groin. 

They swirled their tongues around each other. They explored each others' mouths with fervor. James' hands were suddenly moving all over her back, pulling her closer, trying to feel every inch of her. She pressed her pelvis against him, and felt his hardness grow. He groaned into her mouth. He broke the kiss and began kissing along her jaw, to her neck, to her ear. Panting, she tilted her head back, eyes closed, and drifted with the pleasure. Her body was tingling all over. 

James kissed his way back to her mouth again. Their hands traveled all over each other. One of his hands slid down over her ass to the bottom of the short robe and started sliding it up. 

She reluctantly pulled away from his mouth, panting, and looked around. They both seem to realize at the same time that they were still standing in the hallway. They smiled at each other -- sharing a look that was full of wonder, surprise and passion, but tinged with a little embarrassment at how carried away they'd gotten in the apartment hallway. 

James chuckled softly. With his arms still wrapped around her back, he put his forehead lightly against hers and looked into her eyes. 

"I guess Tina talked to you," James said kind of sheepishly, but smiling nonetheless. 

"Yes, and thank God she did," Kate replied smiling widely. 

James chuckled lowly in response. 

"I think we've waited long enough," Kate whispered, as she took his hand and led him down the hall to her room. She walked quickly, looking back at him with the naughtiest 'come hither' look she could muster. He followed with a big grin on his face, a large bulge in his pants, and a wildly delighted look in his eyes.

Kate's heart was beating wildly. She was not used to taking the lead. She was nervous and incredibly excited. Her nervousness was eased, of course, by the fact that she already knew he wanted her and was probably going to be pleased with anything she did. 

Once inside her room, she closed the door, turned toward him, and as she had planned, she dropped her robe. The silky material slid to the floor around her feet. She stood before him completely naked. She was as nervous as she'd ever been. James eyes flashed wide. 

"Ohhh... Kate," James breathed, his eyes traveling all over her body, a serious look on his face, "you're sooo beautiful." Kate smiled, watching his gaze travel rapidly as if he didn't know what to focus on. The moment was electric. She'd never felt so sexy, so appreciated. Goosebumps erupted all over her skin and her nipples hardened even more, poking up prominently.

"Take your clothes off, James," she said in her most sultry voice. She spoke low to try to keep her voice from shaking. 

James smiled, wickedly delighted, pulled off his t-shirt and flung it aside, and dropped his sports pants in a matter of seconds. 

Kate gasped as his cock sprung free, fully hard. She couldn't stop staring at it. She couldn't wait to feel it, to wrap her lips around it, to feel it inside of her. She got even wetter just thinking about it. 

Kate stepped forward and kissed James hard on the mouth. She pressed her body against his and luxuriated in the feeling of their skin touching in so many places. She felt the heat and hardness pressed against her pelvis and belly. Her nipples pressed against his chest and the smattering of coarse hair there. 

Every part of her skin seemed to be tingling. They kissed, their tongues dancing and slid their hands all over each other, trying to explore every inch of skin that could be reached. 

The sound of the apartment's main door closing distracted them for a moment. Kate looked over at her bedroom door and back at him, smiling knowingly. "We're alone," she whispered. He smiled wickedly and kissed her again. 

Kate broke away from the kiss and started kissing across his jaw, down his neck. She moved lower, to kiss his shoulder and chest. His eyes widened delightedly as he realized what she was doing. She flicked his nipple with her tongue, and she could feel his heart beating in his chest and his breathing becoming more rapid. She started bending her knees, kissing lower across his stomach, and trailed her hands across his chest and sides as she slid down. She knelt in front of him and, finally, her face was level with the object of her desire. It was beautiful. So many times she had imagined what it would look like, feel like, taste like. Now she would finally get to find out.

"Oh my god, your cock is beautiful," she whispered. 

James grinned broadly, looking down at her. 

Awed by its length and girth, Kate grasped his hard shaft in her hand and admired it, stroking it. She couldn't wait to feel it inside her, but she wanted desperately to taste him first. She looked up at him again while licking her lips. His face was a mixture of delight, surprise, excitement and longing. 

"I've wanted to do this for so long," she whispered.

She licked James' shaft from base to tip causing him to gasp loudly. A little precum had come out of the tip, so she drew the tip into her mouth with her lips and slurped it like a lollipop, swirling her tongue around the tip. James gasped again. Kate made a humming purring noise, delighting from his taste. Kate pulled back while still sucking, and the tip popped out of her mouth. Then she covered the tip with her lips again and plunged down, taking as much of him in her mouth as she could. He moaned out loud. She loved the feel and taste of him. The smooth hardness of his shaft, the salty sweetness of his precum. She wanted more. Letting him slide out of her mouth, she licked her lips and looked up at him again. 

"Can you sit on the bed, please," she whispered.

"I'll do anything you want," James smiled, panting, with a wild look in his eyes. He took a step back and sat on the bed, as she walked forward on her knees. She then pulled a pillow out from under the bed to kneel on. He raised his eyebrows. "You're prepared," he said chuckling.

"I'm planning to be here for a while," Kate said smiling slyly as she positioned herself between his knees. His grin was priceless.

"I need you to slide forward a bit more," she said, pulling his knees forward. He looked at her quizzically, but complied. "I want to do something special for you. I hope you will like this," she said quietly. 

Her heart was beating madly in her chest. Again, she felt that combination of nervousness and excitement and lust mixed within her. It made her feel as though all her nerves were on overdrive. 

His eyes went wide again and he met her gaze as he slid forward. She pulled on his knees until she had him in just the right position. James propped himself up on his elbows to watch her. "Perfect," she said. He watched her intently as she grabbed a small bottle of flavoured oil from the bedside table and put it on the floor beside her. 

Then she spread his legs open wide, and started slowly dragging her fingertips up from his ankles to his knees. She barely touched his skin, just lightly scraping with her fingernails. He sucked in a gasp. Just above the knee on his left leg, she replaced her fingers with her tongue, and slowly licked little circles up the inside of his thigh, while she continued lightly tickling him with her fingernails on the inner thigh of his right leg. She moved up so slowly. Kate looked up at him and saw that he was still watching her intently. His breathing was getting heavier. His cock was standing at attention just in front of her face. 

She reached the top of his inner thigh with her tongue, and licked the space where the leg meets the torso. His cock twitched slightly. She dragged her tongue down and swirled her tongue around his balls and drew one into her mouth. James moaned, loud and long. Kate sucked the other one in and he felt the warm heat of her mouth and her breath on the base of his cock. He moaned again. Kate smiled inwardly knowing she was having the desired effect. She was so aroused herself, but was too focused on what she was doing to James to be concerned with that right now. 

She let his ball slip out of her mouth, and placed one hand just on the inside of one thigh and used the other hand to caress his balls. She then licked slowly from the base of his cock to the tip. It jumped slightly when she got to the tip. She swirled her tongue around the tip, and sucked it into her mouth while staring into his eyes. He stared back, with a dark look in his eyes, his eyelids half closed, but the look in them was very intense. 

His breathing had become very deep, like he was making a conscious effort to control it. Back to the base of his shaft, Kate moved a little to the side and licked from the base to the tip again, then she sucked the tip and looked in his eyes. Again on the other side. Each time his cock jumped when she got to the tip. Each time she drew just the tip into her mouth.

James watched her with dark intensity while she picked up the bottle of oil and straightened up. She poured some of the oil in her hands and rubbed it on her chest. Then she grasped his cock and coated it with oil. Again his eyes went wide with surprise and delight as Kate leaned forward and her breasts surrounded him. A growling sound emanated from his throat. Looking in his eyes again, she squeezed her breasts together around his shaft. His eyes flashed darkly seeing his brown shaft sticking up through her pale cleavage. 

"Ohhhh so soft," he whispered.

Kate smiled, looking him in the eyes, and moved up along his hard cock while squeezing her breasts around it. As she slid down, it popped up between her cleavage again. She did this movement a few more times, and on the third time, when she got to the bottom of his shaft with her breasts, she sucked the tip into her mouth. 

James moaned loudly. "Ohhhh Kate," he gasped.

Encouraged, she again moved up and down, and sucked the tip in. 

Again he moaned. 

Then again she pulled up, and plunged down, and slurped at the tip, drawing it into her mouth. Then a little faster, then again. James' breathing was becoming more shallow and rapid. He began pumping his hips forward in time with her movements. 

Finally Kate released her breasts and moved her torso back a bit. She grasped his shaft in one hand and caressed his balls with the other. She drew the tip of his cock into her mouth and plunged down fast taking as much of him into her mouth as she could, sucking hard, and grasping firmly with her hand.

"Ohhhhhhh," James groaned, long and loud. 

Kate pulled back up to the tip, paused, and plunged down hard repeatedly. Sucking hard, and squeezing his balls, she kept up this assault for several minutes. James' breathing changed and became more ragged. He moaned lowly again, and she could feel his balls contract in her hand. 

"Oh... god... Kate..." James said between panting breaths, "stop... I'm... close."

But Kate just kept plunging up and down on him with wild abandon, sucking as hard as she could, her hand still squeezing his balls. She felt his balls contract again and felt the vein beneath his shaft pulse. Knowing he was about to come, she sucked even harder.

With a final loud long moan, he finally shot his hot load into the back of her mouth. She swallowed it, and kept slurping and swallowing and stroking his shaft while he kept coming. When he was completely done, she released his cock, looked up at him, licked her lips and smiled, looking quite proud of herself.

***

James' pulse had quickened as he read the story. He had slowed the movements of his hands on her body, and had become completely engrossed in the story. He is breathing deeply and his erection is pushing instantly against her ass. 




Story Time Ch. 02



He looks up from reading. Kate is looking at him expectantly, nervously, but a huge silly grin spreads across his face. He's never read anything so hot, and again, can't believe it's about him.

He looks up at the ceiling. "I am the luckiest man alive!" he exclaims.

Kate laughs out loud. 

"Seriously?" James asks, incredulous, "You seriously fantasize about doing this to me? No one ever has." 

Kate looks embarrassed again. She blushes. Then she raises her eyebrows and nods, with a sheepish smile. Her face becomes more serious, earnest. "I want to do that with you," she replies quietly, "and so much more."

James turns her torso toward him. The laptop falls off her lap, askew onto the bed. He looks into her eyes with love and longing. He kisses her delicately, with awe and reverence, but the kiss quickly becomes deeper, more urgent, hungry. His hands start crawling all over her body, pulling her closer to him. 

He suddenly becomes aware of how hard he's become while reading the story. He becomes aware of his pulse, his breathing. A low growl emanates from his throat and his hands start to drift down over her belly, toward the wet heat emanating from between her legs. But something pulls him back. A thought. A nagging thought. 

"Wait... more?" he whispers between heavy breaths.

"Well, you haven't read all of the story," she says softly and raises her eyebrows.

He reaches for the laptop. Now, when he starts reading again, they're in a slightly different position. Kate watches his face intently as he looks back at the screen. 

While reading the next section, James keeps looking up at her, sometimes with a naughty delighted grin, sometimes with awe and longing.

***

Panting, James fell back on the bed for a few minutes trying to catch his breath. Kate grabbed a cloth from her bedside table and quickly wiped off some of the oil from her face and breasts as she climbed up onto the bed to sit beside him.

"Oh, God, Kate," he began haltingly, "that was amazing... I never..."

He looked at her and his gaze traveled over her body, with dark hunger in his eyes.

"Mmmm, now I get to taste you," he growled.

James sat up quickly, grabbed her by the hips and guided her to lie back on the bed. Once again, he admired her body with delight. Holding himself up over her he kissed her mouth and searched for her tongue. He slid down, trailing kisses down her jaw and neck, across her chest and lightly across her breast. He swirled his tongue around her nipple. 

Kate was already so aroused before he even began. Within seconds, her breath was coming in ragged gasps. He sucked her nipple into his mouth and tweaked it with his teeth. Kate moaned softly. He rolled the other nipple between his thumb and index finger, while continuing to suckle her. She arched her back off the bed, gasping and moaning. The attention James was giving to her breasts was sending tingly waves of sensation out through her whole body. 

He resumed sliding his face downward, peppering kisses across her stomach. He positioned himself between her legs and gently pried them wider. To be honest, there was not much resistance. She spread them as wide as she could.

James ran his fingertips up from her ankles to her knees, and up her inner thighs, causing Kate to shiver. He could see her swollen wet pussy open up for him, anxiously waiting. He could see the slick wetness pooling there. He could smell her arousal. He breathed deeply, indulging in her scent. Yet, he continued to torment her with his excruciatingly slow movements. 

James watched her intently as his fingers danced ever so lightly over her smoothly shaved lips and tickled the small tuft of hair just above her clitoris. She looked into his eyes while he lightly stroked his fingertips over her, never going inside where she wanted them. She shivered again. Her body was trembling with anticipation. She was pleading with her eyes for him to give her more, to give her the release she needed. 

He moved his face so very close. She could feel his hot breath on her mound. She wanted to scream. She needed to end this torment. She needed release so badly. She was gasping raggedly. Her pulse was racing.

"Please..." she whispered in a shaky voice. 

James chuckled lowly and finally she felt his tongue on her lips. With a sharp intake of breath she made a noise in her throat somewhere between a sigh and a cry. 

James used his tongue to trace around the outside of her labia. Slowly. Ever so slowly. She was trembling with excitement.

"James... please..." she whispered again.

Finally he ran his tongue up her slit and over her clit, and then back down to her dripping hole.

"Oh!" Kate cried out as he passed over her clit. 

James did it again, and again, making her cry out each time. "Oh yes! Oh YES!" 

Then James sucked her clit, causing her to emanate new noises altogether. She arched her back. He pressed his tongue hard on her clit, running it from side to side, as he stuck his fingers inside her and started to prod gently inside. She was gasping for air between sighing and moaning uncontrollably. She knew she wouldn't last long.

Writhing on the bed, she grabbed the covers with her clenching fists as her thighs started to shake. James continued his attention on her clit with his tongue. He turned his hand over inside her and started to do the "come-here" motion so that his fingers were brushing over her G-spot. This was more than she could take. The shuddering started from deep inside and emanated outward so that her whole body seemed to be shuddering and shaking. James continued rubbing back and forth on her clit with his tongue, and pressing harder and harder on her g spot.

"Oh God!" Kate screamed. "Oh James. Oh. Oh. Ohhh." 

The explosions were like fireworks going off inside her. She was screaming with each new wave of pleasure. He kept pressing on her g-spot with his fingers and on her clit with his tongue. She just kept convulsing for many long minutes. Finally it started to subside. Kate let go of the covers and relaxed. Her whole body seemed to sink into the bed as though she has lost the ability to control her muscles. 

But James didn't relent. He kept licking her clit. He kept his fingers moving inside her. He had her shuddering and moaning again within seconds. 

With a tremendous effort, with a ragged breathy voice, she attempted to speak.

"James, I want you to fuck me," Kate breathed between moans. He looked up from between her legs, her juices covering his face, and climbed slowly up her body, licking her stomach, her nipples on the way. Holding himself over top of her with strong arms, he stared deep into her eyes and smiled. He held his cock poised just at the edge of her swollen sopping wet pussy. She whimpered and wrapped her arms and legs around him, forcing him into her. He thrust forward till he was completely buried within her. They both moaned loudly as he slid his hard cock into her hot wet tight hole for the first time." 

***

James looks up at Kate again. He is panting. He is looking at her with awe and hunger. 

"Well, that's as much as I'd written when you arrived," she says simply.

"Damn, you are good at that," he says with a deep gravelly voice. 

She's given me a manual to her body. James thinks. He can't believe how lucky he is. He can't believe that this incredible woman wrote this about him. 

He growls and pounces on her. He is taken by an overwhelming urge to try what he's just read. He flips her on her back and kisses her hard on the mouth. She responds immediately. Their tongues swirl around each other. He starts kissing down her neck and chest to her nipples. He flicks her nipple with his tongue and sucks it in his mouth, causing Kate to gasp. He smiles inwardly again noting how sensitive her nipples are. 

"Hey! Come on," Kate says, "I know what you're doing. You said if I let you read the story we'd act it out."

"I can't wait to taste you, Kate," James growls.

"Me too. I've been dying to do this for months," Kate says, "and you promised."

James laughs out loud, thinking, She's trying to convince me to let her titfuck me and give me head, and I am arguing? Damn I am so lucky. 

"Ok, ok," he laughs, "Rubber arm twisted."

He gets into the position she had described in the story. She pulls a little bottle of oil from the bedside table and places it on the floor beside her. She grasps his cock and licks it lovingly, looking up into his eyes with a sultry look.

"You're amazing, Kate," he whispers, and he gasps as she sucks him into her hot mouth.

They act out the story almost exactly she described. It's absolutely exquisite.

Afterward they fuck with him on top just as she had described at the end of the story. But this time, it's slow and sensual, rather than their urgent frantic first time earlier that evening. It lasts a long time, until they both come together. 

They fall asleep, blissfully contented, tangled together, seemingly still trying to touch in as many places as possible.

A few hours later she wakes to go to the bathroom. She stirs and attempts to disentangle herself and slide away from him without waking him, but he wakes up anyway.

"Where are you going?" he asks, reaching out to her.

"Bathroom. I'll be right back." she whispers.

He watches her body move across the room and thinks again how beautiful she is, how lucky he is. She grabs a long housecoat from a hook on the back of the bedroom door and wraps it around her. He chuckles seeing a short emerald green silky robe hanging on the hook beneath it. Since they were already naked, she left that part out when they acted out the story.

Later when the sun is shining through her open window, he wakes and realizes he has to go to the bathroom too. He slips out of bed ever so carefully so as not to wake her. He slides on his jeans to quietly leave the room. As he's about to close the door, he gazes back again at Kate, sleeping peacefully, and watches the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest. 

He marvels at how beautiful she is, how sexy, how intelligent, how funny and kind, how incredible it is that she wants him as much as he wants her, how he loves her. The thought slipped in quietly, unbidden, but it was noteworthy because it was so unusual. He wasn't sure where it had come from. It gave him pause.

As he silently closes her door and takes a step down the hallway, Mike emerges from the bathroom and sees him stepping away from Kate's bedroom.

"James!" Mike exclaims, surprised. Realization dawns instantly on his face. "You fucking dog! We wondered what happened to you last night."

"Yeah...um....I came here," James mumbles confusedly, still shaken by his realization. He smiles at his unintentional double entendre, and adds, "literally."

"You fucking dog." Mike says again, punching James playfully on the shoulder. Mike shakes his head, but with a smile that shows he's not angry. He's genuinely happy for his friend. "So..." he says, raising an eyebrow, smiling expectantly.

"Mike, I think I'm in love," James says quietly.

Mike's smile fades quickly as he realizes James is serious. James has been with plenty of girls but he's never said that about any of them before.

"No shit? Really?"

"She's the most incredible woman I've ever met. She's fucking amazing, Mike," James says raising his eyebrows and looking at him pointedly. 

Mike smiles knowingly. 

James continues, "but it's more than just the sex, which is -- let me tell you -- unbelievable. But, I realized when she didn't show up at the party how much I liked her, so I came over here. And get this: she's wanted me for as long as I've wanted her. Can you fucking believe it?"

"No shit," Mike says, incredulous.

"Oh and she's pissed with you for telling me to back off." James punches Mike playfully on the arm. Mike laughs. But they both turn serious again.

"Wow..... Have you told her how you feel?"

"Fuck no! Not yet. But man," James pauses thoughtfully, "I think she might actually feel the same way."

"Holy shit, James. Wow. That's... that's awesome."

After going to the bathroom, James slips quietly back into Kate's room, to find her awake. A huge smile instantly comes across her face when she sees him return. There's a knowing look on her face. James wonders momentarily if she overheard his conversation in the hallway.

"I wondered if you'd left," she whispers, a little sadness marring her beautiful face.

"You can't get rid of me that easily," he smiles while peeling off his jeans. He climbs into bed with her, and she immediately wraps her arm and leg around him and begins caressing his skin.

"So, when do I get to read another story?" he asks, eyebrows raised.

She laughs, and pulls him close and starts to kiss him again.



Story Time Ch. 03



Story Time Chapter 3

Author's note:

I'd like to thank Steelersfan for the wonderful help editing this story. I know how much time, thought and effort you put in, and I truly appreciate it. You made it better, babe. 



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Morning light is streaming in through the window. 

Kate feels so warm and wonderful with James lying naked in her bed, her arm and leg wrapped around him, her body pressed up against his. She can't remember when she has slept so well or felt so content upon waking. With one arm folded under her head, her free hand is lazily gliding over the planes of his body. She loves feeling his warm skin, enjoys sliding her hand over the contours of his arm muscles, up his back, down over his shoulders and chest, reveling in the delicious contrast between the smooth skin of his shoulders and the coarse smattering of chest hair. So masculine, so strong, so sexy. 

She watches her pale hand glide over the warm light brown skin of his chest and her gaze glides upward to take in his beautiful face. She examines his adam's apple and the bit of stubble showing along his strong jaw. She reaches her hand up to caress his jaw and cheek and looks at his full sensual lips that she loves to kiss. Her tongue snakes out of her mouth and wets her own lips in anticipation. She notices how his eyes follow her tongue and the sexy grin that alights his face. That sultry grin of his makes her heart flutter every time she sees it. 

She looks into the deep dark liquid pools of his eyes and sighs contentedly, thinking about all that has transpired in the last twelve hours. She can barely believe it. After months of wanting him, of fantasizing about him, of writing abut him... Just yesterday morning she couldn't have imagined or hoped that they would be like this here now. 

***

James lies on his side, gazing into Kate's eyes. His hand is also gliding lazily over Kate's curves, along her side, into the dip of her waist and over the swell of her hip. He's enjoying the feeling of being warm and entangled with her naked body. He remembers how several times last night he had awoken and just gazed at her sleeping form. He had watched the rise and fall of her chest, the way her golden hair cascaded on the pillow, the veins that were visible through the pale skin of her breasts, the fluttering of her eyelids as she slept. He had wondered what she was dreaming about as he watched her. 

Looking into her bright green eyes, he can't help but admire how beautiful she is. So sexy, and so naughty, in ways he would never have imagined. He can't believe how lucky he is. 

His hand continues its slow caresses as he alternately kisses her and just gazes at her face with a happy, silly, sultry grin. 

"You didn't answer my question," James whispers.

James watches as Kate moves her face closer to his and kisses him again. She mumbles into his mouth, "Mmmm? What question....?" 

This again? he thinks. James smiles and rolls his eyes. "You know very well what question," he says and tries to feign a look of disapproval but ends up smiling anyway.

"Mmmm?" Kate murmurs as she presses her lips against his again. Trying to shut me up with kisses, he thinks, and he's about to pull away until her lips part and her tongue meets his. His heart rate speeds up and a tingle runs through him. He responds, kissing her deeply for a few moments, then he pulls away from the kiss. He tries to give her a reproachful look, but ends up smiling again. 

"When are you going to let me read another one of your stories?" He asks again. Kate crinkles her forehead and James adds, "come on...you did like the way I responded to the story last night, didn't you?" 

Images from last night zip through his mind. His heart had been beating so loud in his chest as he had knocked on the apartment door that he could swear the sound reverberated off the hallway walls. She'd looked so amazing as she opened the door to invite him in, with that sexy smile on her face and her hard nipples poking through her t-shirt. The building sexual tension as they chatted in her room. Her reaction when he saw the story. He smiles to himself remembering her embarrassment. That first kiss. It wasn't exactly how he would have planned it, but it became so passionate and so hungry, so quickly. Their first time. "Doggy style" she'd blurted when he'd asked what her favourite position was. God that was so hot! He gets instantly hard again just thinking about her saying those words. Then when she let him read the story she'd written about him. Wow! Again he realizes how lucky he is. 

***

Kate smiles broadly remembering everything that transpired the night before. What a night it was! And yes he did respond very nicely to the story. It was terrifying and exhilarating letting him read it. Her stories are so full of her personal feelings and secret desires, especially that one. These are not things she would normally share with someone so early in a relationship, if ever. But it was so exciting letting him read it. She was on edge the whole time. It was like that feeling of anxiety and excitement just as you crest the top of the first big hill on a rollercoaster. You can see the drop below you and you know you are about to plunge down quickly into the unknown and your heart is in your throat. What an amazing feeling it was. And yes, it had made them both so hot. Yes. It was amazing acting out her fantasy with James, in almost every detail. She can't believe her 'James' stories are coming true, or the obvious effect they have on him.

"Tonight," she whispers. James smiles and raises his eyebrows hopefully. "I'll show you another one tonight." She smiles, but inside she is terrified again. 

"Why not now?" James asks raising an eyebrow.

"I have to go to work soon," she says. 

Kate reluctantly pulls her face away from his, looks at the clock, and deflates.

"Shit, I have to be at work in an hour and ten minutes," she laments.

She watches his brow furrow and then he pulls her closer and kisses her again. Kate would like nothing more than to stay like this all day. She falls into the kiss, allowing herself to be carried away by him again. Her heartbeat speeds up, as does her breathing. His tongue finds hers. She invites him in and swirls her tongue around his. As their tongues dance, his hand starts gliding over her soft curves, more insistently now. She feels his hand travel down along her side, over her hip, across her ass, up her back, over her shoulders. Goosebumps rise on her skin. Her nipples harden. The kiss deepens. It becomes hungry. Needful. 

Kate's hand is traveling too. Her hand slides all over his naked form. She glides it up across his chest, once again reveling in the contrast between his course chest hair and the smooth skin of his shoulder. Such a sexy part of a man's body. 

She allows her hand to drift down through his chest hair again, feeling it softly scratch against her palm, and then glides it up over his shoulder. Then she slips her hand back down again and across his nipple. She pinches it slightly. He growls into her mouth. While still kissing her, he takes the cue. She feels rather than sees his mouth curve into a smile within the kiss. 

She feels his hand glide over her shoulder and down over the swell of her soft breast. He slides the palm of his hand over her hard nipple, rolling it under his palm, and then cups her breast, taking the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. A shiver runs through her, emanating from her nipple and culminating between her thighs. Kate moans. She writhes her hips closer to him and arches her back, pressing her pelvis against him, discovering how hard he is. 

She sighs as he breaks away from kissing her mouth, but gasps when James quickly reaches his head down and sucks her nipple into his mouth. The sensations rush through her again, like lightening from her nipple to her groin. She can feel hot wetness pooling between her legs. Kate gasps and arches her back more, presenting her chest to him. The action causes her pelvis to press closer against him. Oh, he's so hard, she grins to herself.

***

Again, James is enjoying how sensitive her nipples are. He sucks one while pinching and rolling the other between his thumb and forefinger, knowing what it will do to her. The reactions of her body are so sensual, so encouraging. Her writhing and moans and gasps are making him so hot. As he sucks her nipple she arches her back, pressing her pelvis against his hard cock. He can feel the moist heat emanating from between her legs. He presses against her and feels hot slickness coat part of his shaft.  

"Mmmmmm", he growls with his mouth still firmly latched on to her nipple. The rumbling vibration causes her to squeal. He smiles with her nipple between his teeth and she squeals again and shudders. 

He lets go of her nipple and moves his mouth to the other one, eliciting another sexy little squeal. He slithers his leg upward along hers while allowing his hand to drift downward. He slides his knee between her legs, parting her warm core to his exploring hand. He glides his hand down across her torso, over her belly, over her mound and slips a finger easily between her lips, finding hot slickness eagerly awaiting his exploring fingers. As he slides his finger in, he is rewarded with a hissing gasp and shudder, so he slides another finger in. He loves how her body moves and writhes in response, opening up to him, inviting him in deeper.  

Oh, she's so wet, he smiles to himself. 

James growls, finding her so hot, slippery, and ready for him. Kate moans as his fingers enter her. He feels her sliding her hand down across his taught belly to find him fully hard again. He gasps as she wraps her small hand around his hot hard shaft. The blood flowing throughout his body seems to change directions, moving now towards the tip of his cock, making it throb involuntarily. She starts to stroke him gently and slowly, matching the slow movements of his fingers within her. 

As he moves from sucking one lovely breast to the other, he begins a smooth rhythm where he alternates between sliding two fingers into her slick wetness, and out again to squeeze her clit. He plunges his fingers in again, and out again. He can't believe the reaction he's eliciting from Kate. It's so exciting to watch her and see her responses. Kate's breathing has quickly become ragged. She's panting. Her body is writhing and shuddering. She's oohing and ahhing and gasping. He feels her begin to stroke him much harder and faster, with more urgency. 

James' heartbeat has sped up and soon he is panting as well. His pulse is careening from every corner of his body straight to his cock. A hot tingling sensation begins in his balls. He lifts his head off her breasts and kisses her hard on the mouth. The kiss is so hungry, they are devouring each other, panting and moaning into each other's mouths. Their movements become nearly frenzied. 

***

Kate cannot hold out any longer. Her heart is beating madly. Her breathing is coming in ragged gasps. Her pelvis is shuddering, convulsing every time he touches her clit. Her pelvic muscles are clenching at his fingers each time he slides them in. She needs to feel him inside her. Now! 

She begins to roll on top of him. James gets the idea and rolls onto his back as she quickly straddles him. Smiling and staring into his deep dark eyes, she kneels upright and slides him into her easily. They both moan as he is engulfed so deep in her hot wetness. She sees his eyes flash wide at the sight of her sitting up over him. She allows her body to settle down completely on top of him until he is buried all the way within her. She pauses there for a moment, feeling so gloriously full. 

She begins to roll her hips like a belly dancer, creating a sensuous rhythm. They both moan, looking into each other's eyes. They revel in the sensation of their bodies, in the connection between their eyes. They're sharing so much more than just physical pleasure. 

His hands glide up her torso, over her breasts, and he begins pinching and pulling at her nipples, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her, while she continues to ride him.

"Yesssss," she breathes, looking at him through heavy lidded eyes, as she is grinding and rolling on top of him. She looks down at his hands on her nipples and moans. "Ohhhh, I love that," she whispers, "don't stop."

He continues to pinch her nipples between his fingers causing electrical jolts of sensation to course though her body right out to her fingers and toes. Deep within she feels incredible heat building. His eyes are wild watching her as she starts to lose herself in the sensations. Tingly heat is emanating out from her pelvis throughout her body. As she begins to give herself over to the sensations, she closes her eyes and allows her head to roll around with her movements. 

She feels James slide his right hand down from her breast, across her belly and brush his thumb lightly across her clit. Kate's eyes pop open wide and she meets his gaze, realizing he's still watching her intensely. James smiles wickedly and starts to rub his thumb back and forth across her clit. Kate moans and her breathing becomes more ragged, her grinding on him more vigorous. She's begins lifting herself off him and plunging down with each stroke. 

***

James' excitement is growing quickly as he gazes at Kate. He watches as her movements become more wild and frenzied. He keeps moving his thumb back and forth over her clit, pressing firmly, and keeps squeezing and rolling her nipple between his fingers. He feels the contractions of her pussy muscles clenching around his cock. She's moaning and panting, making little mewling noises that are just driving him crazy. The way she moves on him is so erotic, so sensual, so mesmerizing. He has not been with a woman that gives herself this freely. It's making him so hot. He has to hold his muscles back to keep from cumming. 

He gazes at her with fascination as her orgasm builds and begins to overtake her. There's a far away look in her eyes, yet she continues to meet his gaze with intensity. His eyes go wide as she starts lifting off him with her knees and plunging down hard on each stroke. 

Suddenly she leans forward, and presses her chest against his. His hands can't stay between them in this position, so he grabs her hips with both hands, as she begins a fast rhythm of lifting her ass off his pelvis and plunging back down hard onto him over and over. She's pounding down onto him, squeezing him and taking him so deep inside with every stroke. It feels so good he doesn't know if he can hold out much longer. 

James starts lifting his pelvis up to meet her thrusts. They're slamming against each other so hard now, he's momentarily afraid he'll hurt her, but she is so into it, and she's controlling the pace and the depth. She grunts with every thrust, but she just keeps going and going, so his doubt dissipates quickly and he gives himself to the building sensations, knowing he's going to blow soon. 

Kate's face is beside James' head. She bites the pillow he's lying on and cries out loudly into the pillow as the first wave of her orgasm hits her. Fascinated, he turns his head to look at her face as she comes, but her face is pressed into the pillow. The contracting muscles of her pussy squeeze him so tight, so many times. Her orgasm seems to go on and on, as she continues to ride him hard. She screams into the pillow. The release of her voice seems to correspond with the release in her body, and he feels warm liquid gush out of her and onto his pelvis while her pussy clamps down even harder around him. 

James grips her hips and ass firmly with both hands, pulling her down onto him and thrusting up into her, as she starts to loose control of her movements in the middle of her orgasm. Keeping the pace going, he feels himself filling her hot, tight pussy, the pressure building in and around his hard pulsing shaft. She continues to spasm and contract around him. The sight of how much she gives herself over to it, and how long her orgasm seems to last is driving him crazy. 

As she spasms a few more times, James finally lets go and explodes within her, with a long growling groan that rumbles in his chest. He pulses and shoots into her, and she collapses on top of him like a rag doll. Her body melts into his as his cock pulses and spurts a few more times inside her. Her face is still buried in the pillow, and she turns her head toward him, gasping for breath. He wraps his arms around her back. They both pant heavily for several moments. 

***

Laying on top of him, Kate's head fits so nicely in the space where his neck meets his shoulder. She kisses there and enjoys the salty taste of his sweat. She is reveling in the masculine sent of him, the mixture of their sweat and juices between them, the feel of his skin touching so much of hers, his strong arms wrapped around her. 

She stays there for a long while, with him still inside her, while their breathing slows.

"Mmmm, I could happily wake up like this every day," she mumbles her thought out loud into his neck, and immediately wonders if she should have voiced it. She senses his smile by the way his neck and cheek muscles move, and it makes her smile too.

"Mmmm hmmm," he concurs and wraps his arms tighter around her. "I wish you didn't have to go to work right now. I could just lie here with you all day," James says softly. 

"Yeahhhh," she breathes, and presses her lips again into the dip between his neck and shoulder. 

"How long is your shift?" 

"Eight hours," she sighs.

"Damn," he says, "that's a long time to wait to see you naked again." Kate chuckles and lifts her head to look into his eyes. She smiles a loving affectionate post-coital bliss kind of smile into his deep dark eyes. The look in James' eyes mirrors hers. She loves looking into his eyes. They're beautiful and soulful and deep, and she feels like she could just stare into them forever.

James presses gently against her smiling lips and her mouth opens instantly, her tongue searching for his. They kiss slowly and languidly for several long moments, enjoying the taste of each other.

Reluctantly, she pulls away from the kiss and lifts her head to look over at the clock. She lets out a deep sigh. 

"50 minutes," she says ruefully, and pulls herself up off of him. She feels empty as he slides out of her. She sits up on the side of the bed and grabs a bottle of water from the bedside table, taking a long drink from it. She offers it to him and he sits up and takes a long drink as well, smiling at her with his eyes. 

"I'll walk you to work," he says. 

Kate is delighted. She smiles brightly at him. The popular café where she works is only a few blocks from her apartment, but she's glad that he seems to want to prolong his time with her for as long as he can. 

"Let's go shower," she says, smiling. 

She stands and she swears she can feel his eyes roaming over her as she walks over to the back of her bedroom door to grab two robes. He follows her and she hands him the long blue robe, as she starts putting on the short emerald green one. He smiles knowingly at the robe she's wearing. She wonders what he's thinking. She wonders if he realize this is the robe from her story.

Looking down at her green robe, she says, "I didn't think this one would cover much of you," she chuckles. "Although, that wouldn't be such a bad thing," she adds. 

He laughs, and wraps the longer blue robe around him. She opens her closet door and grabs a couple of towels, and then leads him by the hand out the bedroom door into the hallway. 

She walks quickly toward the bathroom, hoping not to see Tina or Mike. She knows she screamed pretty loud a few minutes ago, and despite the fact that she screamed into her pillow, there was no way anyone in the apartment didn't hear that. Hell, people in the next apartment probably heard it. She blushes thinking about it. 




Story Time Ch. 03



Oh well, I've had to listen to them having sex for three months. Time for some payback, she thinks to herself as a broad grin alights her face. Despite telling herself that, she's still embarrassed nonetheless. 

As she nears the bathroom door, she makes the mistake of glancing into the living room and the kitchen. Mike is in the living room watching tv, and he looks up with a broad knowing grin as they pass. He raises his eyebrows at James. Kate doesn't see James' response to him, because she makes eye contact with Tina in the kitchen. Tina is wide-eyed with a curious smile, and a look that says: "What the fuck is going on?" 

Kate's face is completely crimson as she reaches the bathroom door. She yanks it open and quickly pulls James inside, closes the door, and lets out the breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

This is THE definition of the walk of shame, she thinks.

"Look at you. You're positively glowing," James says, smiling affectionately at her. Kate glances over at the mirror, and sees her red face. Her eyes go wide with embarrassment and somehow her skin seems to get even redder. She looks back at him sheepishly and looks away.

***

James finds her embarrassment so endearing. She's so full of contradictions. She writes highly graphic and detailed erotic stories, she lets herself go into the ecstasy like no woman he's ever been with, but she blushes talking about sex, and here she is blushing like mad because her best friend and roommate know she has just had sex. 

She's so cute, he can't help but kiss her. He turns her face to his and feels with his fingertips the actual heat emanating from her face. He smiles giving her a reassuring look, and plants a soft kiss on her lips.

"Haven't you heard them having sex?" he asks. 

Nodding and rolling her eyes, she says, "Yes, frequently." He smiles brightly, partly at Kate's reaction and partly happy that his buddy, Mike, is getting it regularly. 

"So, what's the big deal?" 

"It's just....embarrassing," she replies and looks away. He gently turns her face back to look at him again.

"Why? Because everyone expects you to be celibate?" 

"No. Well.... I mean....." she huffs out an exasperated breath. "Oh, I don't know."

"Just relax, Kate," he says softly and reassuringly as he gathers her into his arms and hugs her body close to his. "I have roommates, too. Everyone is just going to have to get used to it, cuz I intend to make you scream on a daily basis from now on," he says with a broad smile, waiting for her reaction. She looks up at him with a horrified wide-eyed look. He chuckles and kisses her forehead. I knew that would make her react.

"Oh God," she whispers, and leans her head against his chest. 

He watches her affectionately as she pulls away from him and starts to take off her robe. He growls lowly as his eyes travel rapidly over her naked body again. 

"Now, we're just showering. I have to get to work, James," she admonishes. 

He takes off his robe and her eyes widen seeing he's already hard again. She gives him a reproachful look, but her eyes betray her delight. 

"What?" he asks. "I can't help it. You're so incredibly beautiful." She smiles brightly at that. He continues to let his gaze travel over her as she turns toward the tub and starts the water flowing.

They both step in, and as she tilts her head up to the water, he presses his body up against her from behind. He plants his mouth on her neck as his hard shaft spreads her ass cheeks and one hand quickly slides up to squeeze her nipple. He knows how sensitive her nipples are and hopes this will get a reaction. Simultaneously, he slides the other hand down into her slippery slit and over her clit, delighted to find her wet again...or still.

"Ohhhh, James," she moans, and presses back against him. 

Ah, yes, that's the reaction I was hoping for.  He smiles against her neck, once again loving how sensitive and sensual she is, not to mention responsive!

Encouraged, he slides two fingers deeper into her, finding her so hot and slippery. When she doesn't try to stop him, he slides his fingers back out and rubs her clit vigorously, while continuing to squeeze her nipple. Within seconds she's panting and moaning again. 

"Oh God, James," she moans again. "Oh God... Oh... Alright. Fuck me quick," she says and she bends right over and braces her hands on the side of the tub. 

James' eyes open wide with surprise seeing her bent over, hot beautiful Kate, spreading herself open, displayed before him. He grins broadly at the sight. The hot water is coursing down on her back, splashing up at his torso and face, and running down over her ass and pussy lips. 

He growls and slides his hard cock into her slippery heat. They both moan as he enters her and buries himself inside her. He grabs her hips and starts thrusting quickly. Her hand flies up to her clit, and she starts rubbing it frantically. 

Within seconds, he's slamming hard into her over and over, causing her to squeal with each thrust. They are both moaning as they climax together quickly, coming hard and fast, panting while the hot water splashes over them. He thrusts a few more times till he empties himself within her and he's certain her orgasm is done. Finally, he pulls back. 

She stands up and turns around, moving closer to him. She seems a little shaky, so he gathers her up in his arms and pulls her close.

"Oh Kate, you're amazing," he says in a low husky voice. 

"So are you," she says, as she lifts her face to kiss him. He kisses her deeply for another long moment, as the water courses over them. Still panting, they pull themselves away from each other. 

"Ok, now we really have to hurry," she says, giggling.

He watches as she grabs the shampoo and begins washing her hair. She hands it to him and he pours some on his hand and lathers his hair as well. He can't help but slide his soapy hands over her breasts. She gasps and gives him a reproachful look.

"James!"

"I can't help it," he smiles at her. "You're irresistible." She rolls her eyes, but smiles anyway. 

"I really have to go now," she says, and grabs his hands and moves them back to his own head. James chuckles.

They each wash themselves, but not without a few more kisses and soap-slippery caresses thrown in for good measure. They finish showering quickly and step out onto the fluffy red bathmat. They dry off quickly and wrap themselves in their robes, and head back to Kate's bedroom to get dressed. 

James notices that Kate looks pointedly at the floor, and nowhere else, as she walks back down the hall toward her bedroom. He chuckles to himself again at the incongruity of her embarrassment and her unbridled passion. 

"Oh fuck! We have to be out of here in ten minutes," Kate declares when she sees the clock. 

Finding his jeans on the floor, James begins dressing in the clothes he wore the night before, while Kate opens a drawer in her dresser. She stops for a moment, and looks over her shoulder at him seductively. James pauses with his fly open and stops dressing to watch her wiggle into a red lace thong and matching bra. He gets hard again. She notices and smiles. 

As she turns to walk to the closet wearing only the red thong and bra he can't help but drink in her curves. She slides on black dress pants that look so good on her ass, and a black shirt that hugs the curve of her breasts. Her wet hair falls down over her back. All he can do is stare. With or without clothes, she looks so delicious. 

After getting dressed, she turns around and catches him watching her with a hungry look in his eyes, the bulge still in his pants. He moves to cover up, but there's no use. He's caught. She laughs out loud and looks pointedly at his crotch.

"You're going to have to keep it in your pants for a few hours," Kate says. 

He smiles sheepishly at her and resumes dressing. He finds his shirt where it had been flung on the chair last night and pulls it on. 

Kate goes to the dresser, and looks in the small mirror on top. Again James just watches her intently as she glides some product through her hair, moisturizes her face, and applies some light makeup. 

He walks up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist, pressing his body against her back so she can feel his hardness against her ass again. She gasps. He looks at her reflection in the mirror and whispers in her ear, "You don't need that at all, you know. You're absolutely beautiful without it."

"You're going to give me a big ego," she says, smiling back at his reflection, as she throws lipstick, her wallet and cell phone into a small purse. 

She turns around and holds her hand out to him. He gladly takes it with a smile and follows her out of her room. 

Tina is standing by the bathroom door as they leave. 

"Kate!" Tina calls out, then raises her eyebrows seeing James following her.

"Gotta get to work," Kate says as she pulls James quickly along behind her, "I'm late."

James is sporting a cheshire cat smile, and he winks at Tina on his way out. Tina just stands there wide-eyed and gape-mouthed. He can't help but chuckle. Geez! Girls are so uptight about these things.

He follows her out of the apartment and they walk in silence the few steps down the hallway to the elevator. James is smiling with affection all the way, watching Kate squirm. Her face is red again. As they arrive at the elevator and Kate pushes the down button, he says gently, "You're going to have to face them, you know." 

He watches her face as she looks up at him, embarrassed, her green eyes wide. They seem to shine even brighter green when she blushes. Perhaps it's the contrast against her red skin. 

"I know," she says softly. 

"What's the big deal?" he asks. "The four of us already hang out so much together anyway. This is perfect, really, if you think about it. Best friends dating best friends. What could be better?"

***

Did he just really say "dating"? Kate is temporarily distracted by the tingly rush of excitement caused by that little word, so that she momentarily loses track of what they were talking about. 

The elevator arrives and thankfully it's empty. 

They step in and James presses G. He looks back at her with his eyebrows raised, obviously waiting for her to respond. What had we been talking about? Oh yeah, my embarrassment.  She blushes again, but this time because she has lost her train of thought.

"It's just that I haven't shared an apartment with anyone for a while. I just moved in here to share the cost. I guess this part of the living arrangement hadn't occurred to me."

"What, that they know we're having sex?" he asks.

"Yeah," she says sheepishly, and looks at the floor. 

He cups her cheek gently with his palm and turns her face up to look in his eyes. She loves it when he does that. It's such a gentle yet commanding move, and every time he does it, he looks at her with such emotion, it makes her melt. 

"But you've heard them..."

"Yeah," she shrugs, "and because I've heard them, I know just what they heard this morning." Her face turns crimson again as she says this. He smiles sinfully at her and raises his eyebrows up and down. She giggles and playfully pushes on his chest. Just then the elevator reaches the ground floor with a lurch. The doors clunk open. 

He reaches for her hand, and she gladly takes it. Her heart soars as they walk through the lobby and out onto the street holding hands. Like a couple, she thinks. Dating.

Once on the street, the cell phone in Kate's purse dings. She reluctantly lets go of his hand and fishes it out. There is a text from Tina. Kate laughs out loud and turns it, showing James. It reads: "omg!!!! u better talk 2 me as soon as u get home or i swear i will kick your ass!! xoxo" 

James laughs. "I can't imagine ever telling Mike I'd kick his ass and then following that with hugs and kisses."

Kate laughs too, and drops the phone back in her purse. She grabs his hand again, smiling contentedly. They start a brisk pace along the sidewalk, toward the café. 

She looks up at him, sensing he's about to say something. He looks over at her, resuming the conversation, "You know Kate....the guys I live with...we've all had girlfriends. We've all heard each other having sex. It's no big deal. It comes with the territory when you live with people. You're just going to have to get used to it." He smiled at her. 

She smiles back, "I know," she says tentatively. 

James tries to make a straight face. "Well if you can't handle it, then the only solution I can see is... you'll have to stop having orgasms." He gives her a sideways look and sees her smiling at him with mock horror in her eyes. 

"Well," he continues, "I have a sneaking suspicion that you're not very good at being quiet. Of course I'm just basing this assumption on less than 24 hours of evidence. We'd have to test the theory more thoroughly to be sure." 

She looks at him pointedly, a half smirk on her face, and punches him playfully on the shoulder. He mocks being hurt on the shoulder where she's barely tapped him. 

"Well then," Kate says sternly, "I'll just have to try to be more quiet...because NO orgasms is absolutely out of the question."

James smiles broadly. 

They walk with an easy rhythm, in comfortable silence. As they walk along holding hands, Kate keeps gazing up at him, smiling. They round the corner and they can see the old brownstone house that's been converted to the café on the next block. It's a popular independent café in the middle of the downtown campus that effectively rivals the big corporate chains. 

"How long have you worked here?" he asks. 

"Just since the beginning of September," she says, "I was lucky to land this job so close to home and to my classes. Business is brisk, so even though it's not high end, the tips are still pretty good at the end of the shift." 

James nods, listening to her with rapt attention. 

Before they get too close to the café, James tugs on Kate's arm, turning her towards him and gathers her into an embrace, planting his lips on hers. The quick action takes her breath away and starts her heart racing again. She opens her mouth to him and wraps her arms around his neck, as his hand comes up to caress the nape of her neck, while his other arm is wrapped around her waist, pulling her close. The kiss is quick but deep and intense. Kate is breathless, again, as she pulls away grinning. 

Kate stares into the endless depth of his dark brown eyes. They're so dark, that even in the sunlight it's difficult to distinguish the iris from the pupil. She tilts her head at him and smiles. "Why don't you come in and have breakfast? You must be starving. I know I am." James' stomach rumbles at the mention of food. 

"I guess my stomach is speaking for me," James chuckles, nodding.

A broad smile alights Kate's face. 

The first and second floors of the old house have been renovated and filled with café tables and chairs. There are two fireplaces on each floor. Large comfy chairs with little side tables surround the fireplaces. These prime seats are usually taken. 

As they walk into the main room of the first floor, Kate asks James, "Do you drink coffee?" 

"Of course," James nods. 

"Sit wherever you want," Kate says, appraising the room and noticing about one third of the tables are full. She knows the place will fill up as it gets closer to lunch. She says "hi" to her co-worker Sharon behind the coffee machine and waves to Gord in the kitchen. 

Looking back at James, she says, "I have to go check in. I'll get you a coffee and menu. What kind of coffee do you want? Latte? Cappuccino? Espresso?"

"Thanks," he says genuinely smiling at her, "Just plain old coffee, milk and sugar."

She smiles affectionately into his eyes one more time and turns to head into the kitchen. 

***

James looks around the café. About half of the occupied tables have a single person with a laptop, typical for a university café. He notices one of the large plush chairs by the fireplace is free so he settles into it and gazes around the coffee shop. He picks up a Saturday newspaper from a nearby table and starts reading. Moments later he senses her presence near him and looks up from his paper. She's looking down at him with a beaming smile, holding a large mug. She also has a bunch of menus tucked under her arm. He's struck again by how beautiful she is. 

A broad grin spreads instantly across his face when he sees her. While she places the cup on the table beside him, she leans a little closer than necessary, and looks into his eyes, giving him a sultry look. For a moment he holds his breath thinking she might kiss him. But she straightens up and hands him a menu. 

"I'll give you a sec with the menu," she says. 

"That's okay," he replies, "I already know what I want." He says it with a mischievous look in his eyes. Kate giggles and blushes.  

"Now behave," she whispers, but smiles at him letting him know she wants the same thing. "So, what do you want to eat?"

He says nothing but looks at her with a positively predatory look. He deliberately lets his gaze travel down her body to her crotch, and he stares pointedly at it for a moment, before he looks back into her eyes. She giggles and blushes again, but the look in her eyes shows him she wants it just as much as he does. She squirms slightly and shifts her weight. 

"Food," she says, blushing deeper and giving him a playfully reproachful look. "Breakfast food! From the kitchen?"

James chuckles and relents. He loves the way she blushes. It excites him to see that she wants him as much as he wants her. He hands her the menu without opening it, and says, "Bacon and egg sandwich with tomato, please."

"White, brown, or focaccia?" 

"Brown, please." 

He smiles at her for another couple of heartbeats. He's happy that she doesn't seem to want to leave his presence. An image of her smiling at him as she straddled him this morning fills his consciousness. His look turns hungry, and he notices her beautiful green eyes are sparkling as she smiles at him. 

Finally she seems to realize she should get back to work, and turns to go. He watches as she goes to the kitchen and places his order, and then starts checking in with the other tables. He continues to watch her as she moves about the room. She has a kind of grace to her movements. So feminine. So attractive. 

She has an easy-going manner with the patrons. She smiles warmly at them and greets them with genuine friendliness that makes them feel at ease and smile back at her. He watches her hips sway and her ponytail swing as she moves about the café. He remembers the red lace bra and thong she's wearing beneath her black shirt and pants and it causes a stirring in his loins. As she moves around the café, he just can't take his eyes off her. 

*** 

Back behind the counter, Kate gives the food orders to Gord in the kitchen, and then walks over to place some coffee orders with Sharon, a bubbly, petite brunette, who's acting as barista and handling the counter for take out orders. Kate and Sharon had hit it off from their first shift together. 

"Kate! Who is that incredible hottie you came in with?" Sharon asks, gesturing her head toward where James is sitting. Kate looks at Sharon and a huge smile spreads across her face, while a blush creeps up her face turning her cheeks crimson.

"Oh my god, you're fucking him!" Sharon exclaims.

"Sharon!" Kate frowns at her. "Shhhh." Kate says as she looks around to see if anyone heard that. 

"Oh my god, you like just fucked him, didn't you?"

"Sharon!"

Sharon lowers her voice. "Well shit, Kate, it's written all over your face. And his," she says. "Plus he hasn't stopped staring at since you came in."




Story Time Ch. 03



"Really?" Kate smiles. 

"Yeah, he has literally watched you the whole time as you walked all around the place." Sharon says, 'Sooo, who is he? When the hell did this happen?" 

"He's James," Kate says wistfully, looking over at him, a giant grin on her face. Sharon places her hands on her hips. 

"No coffees for you until you start talking," Sharon admonishes. Kate laughs. The customers are not going to be terribly happy if they delay too long. 

"Well you know Mike and Tina who I live with?" Sharon nods. Kate continues, "he's Mike's best friend. He hangs out at the apartment all the time."

"Uh huh," Sharon nods once, and tilts her chin forward with her eyebrows raised, waiting for more.

"Well, I've been secretly lusting after him for months. Turns out, he felt the same way about me." Kate glances lovingly over at James, then turns back to Sharon and continues, "When I didn't show up at that party last night, he came by the apartment looking for me." Sharon is grinning broadly, clearly happy for Kate. 

"Well the party sucked. I'm sure you had a much better time than I did," Sharon rolls her eyes, but smiles at Kate. 

"No doubt," Kate says, and blushes again. Sharon gives her a knowing smile and turns to start making the coffees. 

"I want to hear more about him later, after the lunch rush," Sharon says.

Kate just smiles and fills some glasses with water and takes them to the table that asked for them. She feels like she's floating on air as she flits about the café, visiting the tables and checking in with the patrons, bringing them their coffees. She thinks she can feel James' eyes on her, and she keeps glancing over at him. Every time they make eye contact, she feels a flutter in her chest and stomach, and a tingle of excitement races through her body. 

She heads back to the kitchen and picks up a number of food orders, one of which is James' sandwich. She's takes his first, and heads over to where he is sitting. As she walks over toward him, their eyes meet. A tingle rushes through her body just from the eye contact. The look in his eyes seems to reveal a combination of affection and longing. Her hips sway a little more as she walks. God he is so sexy, she thinks. 

Smiling at each other, they have a conversation with their eyes. I want you, he says with his eyes. I want you too, she says with hers. His gaze travels deliberately over her body while she walks toward him. I want to peel your clothes off and kiss and lick every inch of your skin, he says with his eyes. I want to jump on you and fuck you right here on this chair, she says with hers. She realizes that this last idea of hers is probably not the best for her job security, though. She giggles to herself as she arrives and leans in close. 

"What's so funny?" he whispers as she approaches.

"Just thinking...." she whispers to him while placing his sandwich on the table beside him. She turns her eyes to his and the fire burning behind his eyes makes her blush. She averts her eyes and starts to pull away. 

"Thinking about what?" he whispers with a low growl, and places his hand over hers, motioning for her to stay close. The touch makes her shiver. He notices and smiles. She glances around quickly, and seeing no one watching them, she looks back into the depths of his eyes. He's staring into her eyes with such intensity, she cannot look away. Her face blushes crimson again. Her heartbeat speeds up. For some reason, she feels compelled to answer. 

Fighting through her embarrassment, she drops her voice to a hoarse whisper, "I was just thinking that what I'd like to do to you right now would get me fired."

James raises his eyebrows and his eyes flash wickedly. Kate gives him a sultry smile, and straightens up, and turns to go back to the kitchen. She looks back over her shoulder at him and sees him staring after her, dumbfounded, mouth gaping open. She smiles to herself. 

Kate is busy working the tables. As it gets closer to lunchtime more of the tables fill up. 

After he finishes his sandwich, James stays and hangs out at the café for a long while. He reads the entire Saturday Star newspaper. Then fishes around in the pile on the coffee table in front of him and reads the entire Friday Globe and Mail as well. Kate is so touched that he doesn't seem to want to leave. 

She can feel his gaze on her as she moves around the café. Frequently, she looks over at him and catches him watching her. He usually just smiles and returns his attention to his newspaper. A few times, he was looking at her with something like affection and fascination in his eyes. A couple of times he holds her gaze and lets the look in his eyes turn hungry, letting her know exactly what he is thinking. It makes her shiver every time. 

After about three hours, Kate realizes James has finished the Friday Globe and has moved on to MacLean's magazine. She swings by James' seat again and asks him if he wants another refill of his coffee. She notices he's chosen a current events magazine, rather than the Sports Illustrated or one of the other magazines available in this little sitting area of the café. 

"No thanks, I think four cups is enough," he chuckles holding her gaze. The eye contact makes her shiver and her nipples get instantly hard. He notices and smiles knowingly. Then he adds, "Actually, I probably should go home, shower and change." 

"But you look so good in this," Kate smiles. James smiles broadly back at her. Kate raises her eyebrow, "besides, you've already had two showers in the past 24 hours." James smiles wickedly, apparently remembering them both fondly. He sighs. 

Oh my god, did he actually just sigh?

"I really should go," he says after a long moment of gazing at her.

Kate looks a bit sad, but realizes it's best. She does have to work another five hours, so she can't really spend time with him here. 

Seeing the sad thoughtful look on her face, James adds. "I'll be back before your shift is over. I mean, if you want me to...."  

"Of course I want you to," she implores seriously. "....if you want to."

"Just try and keep me away," he smiles and seeing her return the smile, the look in his eyes turns wicked again for just a moment. "In fact, it will take every ounce of my willpower not to drag you out of here before the end of your shift." 

"It's taken every ounce of my willpower not to leave. Having you sitting here for the past three hours has been quite a distraction."

They share another smile while wicked thoughts pass behind both their eyes. 

As he stands, he holds his hand out offering her two twenty dollar bills. She looks at it with confusion.

"For my tab," he says. 

"It's nowhere near this much, and I've already covered it," she says pushing the money back at him.

"I can't let you do that," he says, offering the money back to her.

"Already done," she says pushing the money back at him, looking stern and serious. Her look says there will be no more discussion on this point. 

James gives up seeing that look on her face. "Alright. Then I owe you dinner," he says.

"Deal," she says smiling brightly. 

As they fall silent, there's an awkward moment, as he clearly wants to kiss her but knows it's not prudent here at her place of work. Kate shivers as he reaches out and gently caresses her upper arm just below the shoulder. He's looking into her eyes with such endearing affection as he slides his hand down her arm and off the end of her fingertips. She literally shivers.

"See you soon," he whispers, as he turns to go. 

She smiles broadly at him, and watches him leave. She feels an odd emptiness after the café door closes. 

Since the height of the lunch rush is approaching, she turns her attention back to the dinging bell of the kitchen and notices that some of her orders are up. She's never been so impatient for her shift to end in her life.

****

James walks home from the café thinking about all that has happened in the past 24 hours. Images and memories from last night and this morning flit through his head one after another. He just can't seem to wipe the smile off his face or quell the bounce in his step. 

Then he starts to think of the many things that have transpired over the past few months and how, in hindsight, they all have new meaning for him now. It strikes him how little he's actually made eye contact with Kate in the past three months. So many evenings hanging out at the apartment with Mike, Tina and Kate. So many conversations. So few times they actually made eye contact. It seems unusual. He realizes now it was because they would often be staring at each other and would look away when the other one would "catch" them, just like she had described in her story. And thinking back on it now, the times they had made eye contact, she had always seemed to be blushing. 

He remembers another time he had arrived at the apartment after work. It had been American Thanksgiving, so there were NFL football games playing on a Thursday. Mike had called him, said he was leaving work early and asked if James could get away from work to catch the 4:15 game. Mike said he had the fridge stocked with beer and suggested they meet at the apartment, order pizza and watch the game. So James had shown up at the apartment straight from work, wearing his business suit. Mike had called out from the livingroom. "Dude you're just in time. Opening kick-off! I've got a cold one here for you." 

As James was walking toward the livingroom, Kate had come out of the kitchen, carrying a sandwich and cup of tea. She'd been wearing an old t-shirt and yoga pants, her hair tied up in a messy bun, no makeup on. She had clearly been startled to see him. He had noticed how, at first, her eyes had gone wide with surprise. A smile jumped quickly into her eyes, then they traveled over him. She had said, "wow, you clean up nice." He had smiled at that, and his eyes had traveled over her while she had been checking him out. 

He thought she looked amazing. She always looked delicious to him. She then seemed to remember how she was dressed, looked down at herself and furrowed her brows. As he was about to say something, she'd said sheepishly, "better get back to my essay," and she had hurried back to her room. James watched her backside as she walked away and closed her bedroom door. Later when she had joined them in the living room for pizza, she was wearing nicer clothes and had makeup on. It didn't register at the time. 

Other moments with Kate occurring over the past three months, take on new shape and significance in his memory, resolving now as signs of their attraction to each other, signs of their growing connection. So many phrases, so many little gestures, take on new meaning now in hindsight. Damn, if only I'd known sooner, he thinks, we've wasted three months. But then he realizes, maybe they haven't wasted three months. Maybe they needed all of that time to get to where they are now. So many times in the past, he'd acted quickly on his initial lustful attractions and had sex with women right after meeting them, often that night. It had never lasted. Sure a few had lasted for a couple of weeks, maybe months. A couple had turned into fuck buddies. But he'd never had a long-term loving relationship that worked. 

Now, he was at a completely different place. He had feelings of genuine affection for her before he had sex with her. The most amazing part was that the sex was so much better, so much more, because of his feelings. There was this reciprocal emotional connection between them. It wasn't just carnal enjoyment. Well it was definitely that! But it was so much more! And then... it was like the incredible emotional connection during sex, plus the fact that she felt the same way about him, had solidified things and made his feelings for her even stronger. He was definitely in uncharted territory here. Is this what love is like?

He suddenly realizes that he's walked the whole way home with very little awareness of his surroundings. 

As he walks into the house he shares with his roommates, he is immediately greeted by the smell of stale pizza, stale beer and sweat. He chuckles to himself. Looks like it was a usual Friday night here. They probably came back here after the party. 

As he steps into the livingroom he sees his roommates Chad and Spencer sitting on the couch playing Madden on the Xbox. An open pizza box containing only crusts is on the armchair. Papers and clothes are scattered throughout the room and there are several empty beer bottles and pop cans strewn on various surfaces.

"Hey guys!" James calls warmly as he enters the livingroom. 

Chad and Spence look up from their game, smiling broadly to see James arrive home. Chad pauses the game. They make quite a pair. Chad is small and thin, of South-Asian descent, with sharp features, dark eyes, and jet black hair. He wears black jeans, a white dress shirt and blue vest. Spence is tall, slightly overweight, and white, with messy sandy brown hair. He wears a bright yellow t-shirt and Bermuda shorts. Spence's mass on the couch seems to be almost twice that of Chad's.

"James, you dog!" Chad says, "Out all night again!" 

"You left the party pretty early, man. Who'd you hook up with?" Spence asks.

"Um...Kate," James responds.

"Fuck off," Chad says, "I didn't even see her there."  Simultaneously Spence says, "Tina's friend Kate? The hot blond with that tight ass and the big tits?" He says chuckling and gesturing with his hands in front of his chest. 

"Hey, don't talk about her that way," James says sternly, looking at Spence. 

Chad and Spence look at each other and burst out laughing. 

"I'm serious, guys, I don't want you to talk about her that way," James says raising his voice. They both stop laughing and look at him. 

A serious look crosses Chad's eyes and he begins watching James' face more intently. 

Spence simply looks incredulous. Chuckling, he speaks up: "Who the fuck are you and what have you done with James?" 

James laughs, slightly amused and slightly perturbed. He is about to respond, but, before he gets a chance to answer, his cellphone beeps. He fishes it out of his pocket and looks to see who has texted him. 

"Fuck, it's Angela," he says with no attempt to disguise his annoyance. He knows what the text will say before he even reads it. Nevertheless he clicks open the window and reads: "Hey baby! I'm free tonight. I've got an itch only you can scratch. Can you stop by after 11? ;-)"

"Angela!" Spence says, raising his eyebrows with a mischievous smile. "Angela tonight. Kate last night. Shit man, how do you do it?"

"I have no interest in seeing Angela." James says lowly, almost to himself as he grabs the pizza box off the armchair and drops it to the floor. He sinks into the seat. As if thinking out loud, he adds, "Fuck. I don't want to deal with this right now." He looks up at his friends again and asks, "How do you break up with a fuck buddy, anyway?" 

Spence still looks incredulous. "What do you mean break it off? Are you crazy? Break off regular no-strings sex.....with Angela? What the hell is wrong with you?"

Chad has been observing James intently since he came in. Realization dawns on his face. He puts his Xbox controller down on the coffee table and looks at James with serious concern in his face. "Oh man, you've got it bad, don't you?"

James looks at Chad and smiles sheepishly. "I do? ...uh....yeah... I guess," James mumbles incoherently. 

Chad nods thoughtfully, seemingly to himself. "S'up, James?" Chad asks. 

"She's just.... I mean... She's so.... " James pauses and collects his thoughts. Spence and Chad both watch him intently – Spence with a slightly incredulous and disdainful look; Chad with sincere curiosity and concern. 

"She's amazing." James finally gets a sentence out. He takes a breath, and continues, "Last night at the party, when she didn't show up, I was disappointed she wasn't there. I realized how much I was looking forward to seeing her. Too much, you know? I realized...." He trails off. 

Chad raises his eyebrows waiting for more.

James doesn't want to say this out loud to these guys. It's too soon to talk about this. We just hooked up last night, he thinks. It was different telling Mike....and I shouldn't have said that to Mike this morning, anyway. Fuck, why did I do that? I was disoriented. Oh well it's already out there now. Anyway, these guys know me almost as well as Mike. They're some of the best friends I have. But I'd rather it was just Chad. Oh well, Spence will know about this eventually anyway. Might as well deal with it now.

James takes another deep breath and continues, "I realized I actually had feelings for her. It wasn't just about wanting to fuck her, you know? Well, of course, that was part of it – a big part. But it was more than that. I actually just had to see her, you know? I missed her. It was disappointing that she wasn't there. I realized I had to go over to the apartment to see her. Turns out she's really into me too, so...we hooked up." 

James smiles awkwardly and pauses there. He sees Chad smiling thoughtfully so he continues, "but now.... now I don't want to see Angela. I don't want see anyone else." He looks at both of them. "I'm totally fucked aren't I?"

The guys had all been through this when they each met different girls. Each of them had had girlfriends, except James. Well, he'd actually had lots of girls, but rarely had a long term commitment to any one of them. Things had changed for the guys when Mike had met Tina. Mike changed. Mike fell in love. At first, James had looked down on Mike for being "weak", but also, in a way, James had envied Mike. He didn't like feeling that way about his best friend. He didn't like having a woman come between them. It took a while, but James eventually found that he just had to get used to hanging out with Mike and Tina a lot of the time. And he honestly was genuinely happy for Mike. 

James looked to Chad more than Spence. He'd always had a deeper connection and more serious conversations with Chad. Spencer seemed to want to continue to act like they were still 21-year-old undergrads, even though they were all closer to 30 than 20.  

"You just hooked up for the first time, last night, right?" Chad asks. 

"Yeah," James says, and couldn't help the smile that lit his face and the mischievous look that entered his eyes. "And this morning." James adds smiling. 

Chad rolls his eyes, but smiles anyway. He leans forward, leaning his elbows on his knees, giving James his full attention. 

"But you've known each other for..... how long?" Chad asks.

"Three months," James supplied, leaning forward, responding to Chad's body language. 

"And how do you feel about her now?" 

"I can't wait to be with her again. She's so amazing. The things she did to me....." he trails off with a wicked grin as images from last night flit through his mind again. 

Chad rolls his eyes. Then he smiles and nods, but remains silent, waiting for more. 

James looks back at Chad again and continues, "But it's not just a hook up. I can't stop thinking about her. I want to be with her every moment. Right now! I feel like....weird... just from not being with her right now. I'm going back to see her at the end of her shift. She's working till 5:00 today. And here's the most fucked up thing, Chad. I can't even believe this. I actually don't want to fuck Angela anymore. Now you know how she is, right?! I mean God! But it doesn't matter. I mean it! I really have no interest in seeing Angela again. The same goes for anyone else. I don't want anyone else but Kate. And I don't want her to be with anyone else."