33 comments/ 51599 views/ 15 favorites Kathy's Engagement By: serpentongue "Did Keith give you that ring, Kathy?" Joni asked. "And is it what I think it is?" The two 21 year old waitresses were waiting for drink orders at the Sam Glance Saloon, a restaurant and bar that featured a heavy handed Western theme. Both wore cowboy hats and plaid blouses with the three top buttons unbuttoned, as the manager's dress code required. "Yes," said Kathy. "I know it isn't a big fancy diamond or anything, but it means we'll be getting married some day." She showed Joni the small pearl ring on her left hand. "It was just a matter of time," said Joni. The two girls had been best friends since they were ten years old, and had both gotten jobs at the Sam Glance for the summer before their senior year in college. "It seems like the two of you have been a couple since, well, forever." "That's true," said Kathy. She and Keith had fallen in love when they were fifteen, and had pretty much gone steady all through high school and in college too. "Everybody knew that you guys would get married someday. Keith is such a sweet and caring guy," said Joni. "He's really the right one for you, I think." "Mmm hmmm," said Kathy. "That's what everyone says." Keith was probably the smartest person either Kathy or Joni had ever met. All three of them were in the same graduating class in high school, although Keith had skipped a grade somewhere along the way and so was a year younger. He was the valedictorian of their class, and had gone off to Harvard after that, while Kathy went to a small liberal arts college near home and Joni went to community college. "You've been his only love, Kathy, ever since I can remember," said Joni. "And he's been mine, too," said Kathy. They got their drink orders and went back to the waitressing routine. Both girls were glad they had gotten jobs there so they could have these little conversations during their shift at work. Kathy thought back to last night when Keith had proposed. Even though they had known each other forever, he was nervous and awkward, which Kathy found endearing. She had an inkling this might be coming, since they were both entering their senior year at school, and real life beckoned after that. Of course there was no question that she would say yes. He had always been her only love, and was wonderfully kind and considerate to her. He treated her like a princess, in fact, always the gentleman, whatever they were doing together. He never took her for granted. Always asked her permission for things. Even when they would go out to Lookout Point in his dad's car, he would ask if he could kiss her, would ask if he could touch her. When she lost her virginity with him, he asked permission for that too. "Have you guys set a date?" said Joni as their paths met at the bar for drink orders once again. "No. We haven't really talked too much about that. You know Keith has been accepted at medical school. Johns Hopkins," Kathy said. "Wow," said Joni. "You're going to be a doctor's wife." "Not for some time though." "Why is that? Can't you be married when he's at medical school?" "No. He says it wouldn't be fair to me since he'll be so committed to studying and all. You know him." "Yeah." Keith's academic dedication was pretty legendary in their crowd. "And he says he doesn't want to have to rely on any income I might make to support him." Kathy was planning to graduate with a teaching degree in elementary education, and she figured at some point she'd be searching for a job teaching third grade or something. Kathy turned to Joni with her eyes shining, "But when my wedding day comes, I want you to be my maid of honor." "Omigod, this is so, so exciting," said Joni. "Of course I will. I can't wait. You are so lucky, Kathy." The only problem now, Kathy thought to herself as she hustled from table to table, taking orders and serving, is Mom and Dad For reasons Kathy had never been able to understand, her parents never liked Keith. Maybe it was because he was so shy and withdrawn around them. Maybe it was because they didn't think it was a good idea for her to get involved with just one boy when she was so young. Or maybe they never got over that time they caught Kathy and Keith making out in the game room when they got home early from some social event. They would have had a fit if they knew Kathy had gone on the pill when she went to college. Of course they would have had a bigger fit if she had gotten pregnant, and Keith was too shy to buy condoms at the drug store. As Kathy and Joni met at the bar once more, Joni said, "So, what do your parents have to say about this?" "I haven't told them," said Kathy. "Well, you're going to have to tell them sometime," said Joni. "I know. I'll just have to find the right time." "What about the ring? How are you going to explain that?" asked Joni "My mom already asked about it this morning," Kathy said. "Eagle eyes, huh?" "For sure. I told her it was just a gift from Keith. That it didn't mean anything more than that. I even said we agreed to keep dating other people." "Well, good luck with them not finding out," Joni said. They retrieved their drink orders and walked separately into the dining room. Later that night, after the waitresses' shift was over around at 10:30 pm, they sat down to relax with a couple of margaritas in the bar. The two friends did this pretty much every night. Keith was never able to join them, as he wasn't yet 21, and since he looked about 16 was sure to be carded. A large man in his late thirties came through the door. About 6'5", his shaved head gleamed in the light. He had a black fu manchu mustache, and one ear was pierced, the earring a small silver horseshoe. He wore a black t-shirt that accentuated his pects, and the cut-off sleeves emphasized a pair of good sized biceps. Across his chest, white gothic letters spelled out "Pariahs." The man looked around the room, saw that it was empty except for Kathy and Joni, and walked slowly, with a slight swagger, up to the bar, pulled out a stool and sat down just to Kathy's left. "Bourbon. Rocks," he said to the bartender, putting a twenty on the bar. Kathy glanced at him sideways. She should feel his close presence towering over her, though he hadn't touched her. "Thanks, buddy," he said to the bartender. Kathy thought how his voice sounded, well, commanding somehow in a way she couldn't really explain. "You work here, honey?" he said to Kathy, after taking a long sip from his drink. "No," she said flippantly, "I just like to wear these cowboy type clothes around," gesturing at her short white skirt and her plaid blouse with the three top buttons open. She and Joni had discarded their hats in the locker room earlier. "Hey," she heard his low voice again, and then felt his large right hand on her wrist, gripping hard, "there's no call to be such a smartass, baby." His grip was tight. "Stop, you're hurting me," Kathy said, looking at him full in the face for the first time. He continued his grip for another couple beats, then abruptly released it. And finished his bourbon with another long pull. "Thank you," Kathy said. Then after a couple moments of silence. "I haven't seen you in here before." "Haven't been in here until today. Seems like a nice enough place" "What brings you this way?" Kathy said "New job. First day." "Oh? Where do you work?" Kathy couldn't quite believe she was even engaging in conversation with this guy. He was a lot older than her. And a lot rougher around the edges. Maybe a lot rougher all the way through, she thought with a smile. "At the Harley dealership at Market and Fifth." he said. "What's so funny?" he asked, seeing her smiling at him. "Nothing" He grabbed her arm again, this time above the elbow, leaned closer and growled, "Little girl, don't you fuck with me, now. Making fun can get you hurt." "Please, let me go," she gasped. "I didn't mean anything by it. Just thinking that I don't usually talk with guys, um......" "Guys like me?" he asked. "Yes, I guess so." "Just what do you think guys like me are like?" he asked. "Well, I don't really know," she said, thinking that one thing was clear. He wasn't a guy like Keith. That was for sure. He had released her arm now. "How about if I buy you a drink? Margarita?" She nodded. She heard a whisper from her right. "Kathy, what do you think you're doing?" Joni asked Kathy had almost forgotten that Joni was there. "What?" she whispered. "Are you crazy?" asked Joni. "That guy is dangerous. Why don't we get out of here now? We could stop over at Keith's before going home" Kathy looked at her watch. "It's after 10:30. Keith's asleep by now." "Well, I think we should leave anyway," Joni said. "You go ahead," said Kathy. "I'm going to stick around for a little while. I've got a new margarita here." "I hope you know what you're doing," said Joni, as she gathered up her purse and got down from the bar stool. "See you at work tomorrow." Kathy watched her friend go out the front door. She thought to her herself, "She's just jealous because there's a guy here paying attention to me instead of her." Joni was always quite popular. She was the head cheerleader in high school, and while Kathy had Keith as a steady boyfriend, Joni dated a series of guys: the quarterback on the football team, the star basketball player, the baseball pitcher who was now playing in the minor leagues. She was never serious about any of them, but she never lacked for male companionship. That made it exciting for Kathy that tonight, this guy was paying exclusive attention to her. "What's your name, baby?" came the low voice from her left. Staring straight ahead. "Kathy," she said. "And yours?" "You can call me Bo," he replied. "You have a girlfriend, Bo?" Kathy asked, gazing at the tattoo on his huge upper arm that spelled out "Amber" in a fancy script. "A few," he said. "None in particular." "Amber?" she asked "Long time ago. My ex. My first ex," he rumbled. Kathy thought to herself that making conversation with this guy wasn't the easiest thing in the world. Not like Keith, she thought. Although Keith was shy around lots of other people, around Kathy he was a regular chatterbox. He could go on and on about just any subject you could think of, to the point where sometimes she just had to tune him out for a while. "You feel like talking huh?" Bo asked her. "Um, well, ...." she began. "Tomorrow. I'll be back around the same time. We can go out somewhere, you and me, honey. Just the two of us, me and that sexy body of yours. Don't need your friend to come along" "What? I can't. I'm....um.....I'm...." She didn't know why she couldn't bring herself to tell him she was engaged to be married. Just recently, in fact, as in yesterday. "You got a boyfriend?" Bo asked. "Well, yes, I do, as a matter of fact." "College boy?" "Yes, he goes to college." "Don't matter. I'll be back tomorrow," said Bo, and he knocked back the last of his bourbon. And suddenly, without warning, he placed a large paw behind her neck and drew her to him for a kiss. A long, hard one. And with that he got up and sauntered out the front door. Kathy was shaking. She downed her new margarita in two fast gulps. Nothing remotely like this had ever happened to her. To have a man, that's what he was, not a boy, attracted to her this way. It was making her head spin. "No, that's just the drinks," she thought to herself. She had kind of hard time sleeping that night, waking at least three times from dreams filled with images of this guy. This guy she knew absolutely, well practically, nothing about. The next day, as Joni and Kathy began their shift, Joni said, "I can't believe the way you were acting last night." "What? Acting how?" said Kathy "You know exactly what I mean. Here you are just engaged to be married to the sweetest guy in the whole world, whose going to be a big doctor and everything some day, and you're sitting at the bar flirting with some, some....I don't know, motorcycle gang guy." "I wasn't flirting, just making casual conversation," said Kathy. "And how do you know he's in a motorcycle gang?" "Pariahs? You think that's a literary society?" "Oh, you're just overreacting. Talk to you later," as she moved to wait on a new table of four. Kathy and Joni didn't get much chance to talk to each other during the rest of their shift. It was Friday night, their busiest night of the week, and they were both kept hustling to keep up with the flow of customers. Finally, when their shift was over, the girls met again in the bar. "Wow, $300 in tips for this shift." Kathy said. "Being busy has its benefits." "Maybe it had something to do with you not wearing a bra tonight, Kathy," said Joni. "I saw a few old guys getting a pretty good look." "Well, if that's all it takes..." They sat down at the bar and got their usual margaritas. "Uh oh," said Joni. "Here comes trouble." Kathy found herself hoping she knew what Joni meant. Sure enough, as she looked up she saw Bo, moving through the door. He seemed so huge he almost had to turn sideways to get through. He must have changed clothes after work this time, though. He was dressed in black slacks with a light grey long-sleeved shirt open at the collar. He had a thin gold chain around his neck, with the same horseshoe earring she had seen last night. "Hi baby," he said to Kathy and he took the bar stool beside her. He totally ignored Joni, sitting only three feet away. "Hi, Bo," said Kathy. "How was work today?" "Another day, another dollar," he replied. "Bourbon. Rocks," he said to the bartender. "And another margarita for the lady." "Thank you, Bo," she said. "You didn't have to do that." "You ready to go?" he asked her. "What?" said Joni. She couldn't help overhear, she was sitting right there. "Not talking to you, bitch," said Bo. Kathy hadn't made up her mind whether to go with him, not until that second, when Joni, with her one word question, started acting like she could tell her what to do. Like she was the big know it all when it came to dealing with men. "I'm ready," Kathy said. She looked over at Joni with a smile and said, "Bye, Joni. Could you call Keith for me? We were just going to watch tv over at his house tonight. His Mom and Dad aren't at home for some reason, visiting some relatives I think. Could you just tell him I wasn't feeling well? I'll see him tomorrow." They left Joni standing speechless at the bar. Walking out the door, Kathy struggled to keep her voice under control. She had never done anything like this. "Which car is yours, Bo?" she asked, looking around the parking lot. "Over here," he pointed to a five year old Dodge Challenger. Black, with black leather interior. "I was expecting a Harley," said Kathy. "Not tonight, baby. Left the bike at home. You'll have to try something else to get the feel of something powerful between your legs, honey." Kathy ignored that comment as they got in. "Where are we going?" "Private club, members only, other side of town," he said, turning the radio on. In about fifteen minutes, they had arrived. After he parked the car, Kathy got out of her side and they walked up to what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse building. Kathy didn't know much about the nightspots in town, since she was usually away at school and only turned 21 this past year. And because Keith was underage, their usual date was a movie or maybe a concert or baseball game. She wondered for a moment what he was doing right now, and why in the world she was here. She put that out of her mind, though, thinking "a girl should be entitled to a fun night out every once in a while." A guy at the door almost as big as Bo broke into a big smile as they approached. "Someone new tonight, buddy?" he asked as he faked a left jab at Bo's jaw. "Stuff it, Ace," said Bo as they walked through the door, Bo's arm around Kathy's waist. Kathy looked around the large room, crowded this Friday night. There was a long bar along the wall to their left, and tables and chairs were arranged randomly around the floor area, with an empty area in the middle, apparently for dancing. Bo guided her to a table, and they sat down. A waitress came up. "Bourbon, rocks for you Bo?" she asked. Kathy looked at her. The waitress's tight tube top left little to the imagination. And her short ruffled skirt barely covered her ass, revealing red elastic panties beneath. "Sure, Debbie." "And for the lady?" Debbie asked. "She'll have bourbon too. On the rocks." Bo ordered for Kathy. . The drinks came and Bo raised his glass, "To adventure," he said. Kathy nodded, they clinked their glasses and she took a long sip of the fiery liquid. Bo got up, offered Kathy his hand and said, "Time for some adventurous dancing, baby." Kathy took his hand and the moved to the dance floor. As a new song began with a slow, bluesy beat, he gathered her in his arms. Kathy looked up at him. She was overwhelmed by his size and could feel the massive strength of his body, even though he wasn't squeezing her particularly tightly. Whenever she danced with Keith, he was always asking if he could hold her this way or that way, or apologizing for stepping on her toe. This guy didn't say a word, just enveloped her in his powerful arms, and began moving slowly with her to the beat. Things continued this way for a couple of hours. A few close dances, then back to the table for a couple more drinks, then some more dancing. Kathy was adjusting to the taste of bourbon, and in the process she learned a little about this guy. He had been a Navy Seal, got married right after he was discharged. That didn't work out, with the marriage ending a little over four years later. After that, he had spent about four years just moving from town to town. Mechanics were always in demand, so he used the opportunity to see the country, usually spending six months or so in one place, then moving on. Got married again, settled down for a year, that didn't work out either. Moved here about a year ago, working for a couple of different motorcycle shops, and just got a job with the dealership down the road from the Sam Glance. Kathy's own life experience seemed pretty skimpy compared to all that. What could she tell him, she thought? She'd gone to high school, then college, dated pretty much one guy the whole time, they'd probably get married some day. Instead she just gazed at this man sitting across the table from her, his huge hands resting on the table, his shaved head glinting, his horseshoe earring winking at her in the soft light. And she took another long pull from her bourbon. As another song begin, Bo extended his hand again to her and she once again melted in his arms in the dance floor This time both his arms were around her back, and both of hers around his neck as they slowly swayed together. He leaned down and his lips met hers in a warm kiss. Before she even knew it, she surprised herself by kissing him back. His hands moved lower down her back as he held the kiss, now his tongue probing her lips. With his hands beginning to caress her ass, he pulled her close to him, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her. "Omigod," she thought to herself. "This guy really wants me. Me." Kathy let her lips open slightly under his pressure, and his tongue entered her mouth. A fleeting thought of her fiance crossed her mind. He could never know about any of this. That thought disappeared as Kathy felt Bo's hand caressing her breast now, and her nipple involuntary rose up to meet his touch. "Bo, no. Everyone can see us out here," she said Kathy's Engagement "Time to go anyway," he said, and she couldn't help feeling vaguely disappointed. Maybe she had displeased him by not acting, somehow, adult enough for him. He took her hand, walked with her up to the bar, got a card from the bartender, signed it, then he turned and claiming her hand they walked together out the front door. As they approached his car, he unlocked the driver's side door, and she walked around and got in the passenger seat. He started the ignition and they drove away from the club. "Bo" "Uh huh?" "Where are we going?" Kathy said. "My apartment, baby. Be more comfortable there," his low voice rumbled. Kathy stared out the passenger window, her mind racing a million miles an hour. His apartment. She had never been to a man's apartment on a date. She and Keith both lived in the dorms, and she had never gone out with any other guys at school anyway, not other than going to a few dances with that one boy that Keith never knew about. Somehow though she couldn't bring herself to object. This is what an adult man did at the end of a date with a girl, he brought her back to his apartment. If she asked him to take her home she'd just be acting like a little kid. Besides, she was remembering his caresses on the dance floor. And his kiss. Kathy had a sudden memory of how she and Keith had dated for six months before he shyly asked if he could kiss her. He said he had been reading in a magazine that a girl shouldn't kiss a guy at least until the second or third date, and so it took him a while before he got up the courage to ask her. Of course, he was only 16 then. But that was so like him, trying to figure everything out by reading about it, and always asking permission. And here she had already been kissing this man she hardly knew, and in a sexual way, on their very first date. She was dealing with a lot of mixed feelings, and it wasn't made any easier by the unaccustomed amount of bourbon she had consumed. She thought that she wasn't afraid of Bo, exactly, as she gazed over at him concentrating on the road. But he was definitely an unknown quantity and she couldn't suppress a nervous excitement about being alone with him. The car slowed then and pulled over. Kathy looked out the window and saw an aged car stopped at the curb. The hood was up and an old guy was peering under it at the engine. "Stay in the car," Bo said. "Bad neighborhood." He passed over a flask to her, "Here, try not to drink it all," he said with a smile. "Be just a minute." She took the flask and took a sip as she watched him approach the old man. Bo towered over the guy as they talked for a minute. Then he came back to the car and opened the trunk, taking out a tool box, and went back to the old man. As he grabbed a wrench from the box and bent under the hood, Kathy took another sip and though about how good the cool night breeze felt blowing across her open blouse through the passenger side window. She remembered one time when Keith was driving her in his dad's car to a baseball game, when the engine had unaccountably stopped. And how he had to look in the owner's manual for twenty minutes to figure out how to get the hood up. Not that there had been any point to that anyway, since he knew nothing about cars. It turned out they had run out of gas, she recalled with a smile. Kathy watched as the old man stood behind Bo, who had removed his shirt, she guessed to keep it from getting dirty as he worked on the old vehicle. His shaved head, and his huge chest and arms glistened under the street light. After a few minutes, he put the hood down, and motioned the old man to try the ignition. As the car started, Bo put his shirt back on, and shook hands with the old guy through the car window. Kathy watched as the old man pulled his car away from the curb and disappeared down the street. Bo carried his tool box back and put it in the trunk, then walked around to the driver's side and got in. "Any left?" he said. "Mmmm hmmmm," murmured Kathy, feeling a little lightheaded as she handed him the flask, and he quickly downed the remainder. "That guy ok?" she asked him. "Should be able to get home now," said Bo. "The carburetor on those old Pontiacs....." He pulled into a parking lot of an ordinary-looking three building apartment complex. "This is it," he said. They got out of the car, and he took her hand as they walked together to the closest building. The entryway door was unlocked, they went in, walked up a flight of stairs and he unlocked the door on the right. Apartment 2A, she noticed. As they walked in, he flipped the switch for the overhead light and she looked around. The small living room was sparsely furnished. There was a couch opposite a tv with some end tables, a coffee table in front of it, and on the other side of the room another table with some liquor bottles and glasses on it. She stood in front of the couch and looked around, not knowing quite what to do as he walked through the living room down the attached hallway, then after a few minutes, returned. He turned on two table lamps in the living room to a low light, turning off the overhead light. Then he walked over to the table with the liquor bottles, pouring bourbon into two glasses. She expected him to hand her one, but instead he took the glasses down the attached hallway again, returning empty handed. He looked into her eyes then, smiled crookedly and then, without a word, he picked her up, right off the floor, one powerful arm behind her thighs, the other behind her back. "Bo...What? What are you doing?" she cried out in surprise. But being off balance, she instinctively reached around his neck, and he leaned down and kissed her, surprisingly softly this time. Then this man, a man she barely knew, on their first date, effortlessly carried her down the hallway to his bedroom. "No.. Bo? Bo?, No, put me down! I don't want... no! No!" "Sure baby," he said. "Whatever you say." And as she held on to his thick neck and shoulders, they entered the bedroom, and Kathy saw the room was lit with the light of dozens of candles, reflecting off the glasses filled with bourbon sitting on a table at the side of the small bed. He laid her down on the bed, and she stared up as he towered over her. She tried to get up, but he held her down with his powerful chest and arms. Her heart was pounding, her breath coming in shallow gasps, her head spinning. Then, as he held her so she couldn't move at at all, reaching over with his right hand, he gently pulled her chin toward him. She closed her eyes as their lips met, and without even knowing she had, uttered a small "mmmmmmm." His lips felt hot, wet and insistent as their mouths pressed together. He placed his hand behind her neck and drew ever even more tightly to him "No," she thought to herself. "I can't let myself enjoy this." She thought about Keith, and how he'd never be able to deal with this if he found out. But her thinking was interrupted as Bo's probing tongue now entered her mouth, and her own tongue involuntarily, it seemed, sought his out. "It's wrong. All wrong," she thought to herself. And she tried once more to push him away. But his size and strength were way too much for her. And in a way, a crazy way, she felt like his strength and physical command over her released her from her own responsibility for any of this. And now his hot wet tongue was swirling and stroking again and again around hers, faster, harder. And without willing it, without Kathy even quite knowing what was happening, her mouth slackly opened wider, accepting him. And her hand circled around the back of his broad neck, pulling him tighter to her. "Mmmmmm," she murmured. "ahhhhhhhh" And she opened her eyes now, and was met by the smoldering gaze of his brown eyes, the edges crinkling as he broke their kiss and smiled down at her. As he gazed steadily at her, he unbuttoned the cuffs on his shirt, then the buttons down the front, finally throwing it down onto the floor. Then he slipped off his loafers and socks. And then, removing his belt, he zipped down his trousers zipper, and pulled his pants down, leaving his underwear on. She couldn't take her eyes off his huge bulge, then looked upward to his massive chest, with the narrow gold chain around his neck. And now, without saying a word, with one hand he began unbuttoning the buttons on her blouse. One, and now the one below, and now the one below that, as he gazed directly into Kathy's eyes, easily opening each button in turn, until in seconds there were none left to undo. She had a fleeting memory of how frustrating it was when Keith always seemed to fumble around with buttons and such, but again her reverie was interrupted as Bo straightened up and pointed at her buttoned cuffs. "Help me with those, baby," he said. She knew that if she did, she would be telling them that she wanted him, whatever she might have said earlier. It would be a point there would be no returning from. She tried to think, to think about her sweet loving fiance, but his image just wouldn't stick in her mind. She looked up at Bo for a long time, this older, powerful man with her in his bed. And then, slowly, as she faintly smiled at him, she unbuttoned first her left cuff, then her right one. And now he kissed her hard again, both their mouths open and working against each other. And as he reached down and pulled her blouse down off her right arm and then her left, his head moved down to hotly tongue her neck as she leaned her head back. Kathy responded to him more loudly this time, "mmmmmm, ohhhhhhh, sssssssss." Now he was kissing and licking her soft neck as his right hand stroked slowly down, surrounding her breast, stroking lightly round and round, close to but not quite touching her sensitive nipple. "ohhhhhhhh" she cooed again. And now, still wetly licking her neck, his left hand did the same, now both hands all over her, sliding and stroking round and round her soft breasts as her back began to arch off the bed, presenting herself to him. And then he resumed their kiss, his tongue entering her mouth in simulated coitus, and Kathy, her right hand around his neck drawing her to him, with her left hand began softly stroking his chest, running her fingers over the narrow gold chain. As her hand stroked against him, now his fingers closed on her sensitive nipple, her back arching harder to meet his touch. Her nipple hardened under his hand and she moaned into his kiss, her tongue circling wildly round his. ""ohhhhhhh........ummmmmmm...ooahhhhhhhhhhh" she cried out His strong hands and fingers now caressed both nipples, as like bullets they pressed into his palms. He move his head down now, hotly tonguing down across her neck as her head moved slowly back and forth beneath him. She was embracing him, her arms around his broad back, pulling him to her, urging him on now. All thoughts of this being wrong were far behind her now, all thoughts of her fiance, of how she was being intimate with a man she hardly knew. All that filled her mind was the desire that he go on, and on, her breath coming in heavy gasps now. And now his not wet tongue circled round her nipple, lightly once, then stronger and harder and over and over. Kathy moved her hands down behind his shaved head and pulled his mouth to her turgid nipple and rhythmically cried out, "aaaaahhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhhhhhh, aahahhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhh" as she tried to catch her breath. He moved his mouth quickly from nipple to nipple, stimulating the young girl into mindless abandon. Faster and faster his tongue swirled over one, then the other, then back again... And then he rose up, and her eyes got as big as saucers as he reached around behind her ass, and with one hand undid the catch and zipper on her skirt. He reached down and began pulling the skirt down, then stopped and looked at her with a knowing smile, and then she raised her hips to help him and they pulled her skirt off together, leaving only her panties on now. He kissed her lightly, and said, "C'mon, baby." She was past the point of any hesitation now, and as she looked up at him, she put her fingers in the waistband of her panties, and pulled them down and off, lying completely naked before him. His mouth went to her breast once again, tongueing her nipple to resumed hardness, as his hand slowly stroked down her side, along the curve of her hip, now light as a feather along her leg. And then his hot tongue moved lower, wetly caressing her stomach, as her legs slowly spread wider and his hand stroked up and down her inner thigh. "What was he doing?" she thought. Was he going to kiss her, down there? Keith had never done that to her, she didn't know why, other than it seemed so, well, so forbidden. And as she recalled her fiancé, without being consciously aware, Kathy's hands started gently pushing Bo's head lower, as her legs spread wider and her hips began moving under him. His tongue licked slowly and teasingly down a fraction of an inch at a time, with her hips and belly beginning to thrust up at him rhythmically. As her legs spread wider, wanting him, he ran both hands up the back of her thighs, reaching below her and cupping her ass cheeks with his big powerful hands, pulling her hips to his lips and tongue, now licking her belly button. She was quivering under him now. Shaking uncontrollably. She placed her hands on the top of his gleaming head, trying to push him down, to get his hot lips and tongue to her hot, quivering pussy. But the harder her hands tried to pushed him lower, the slower he went, driving Kathy crazy with anticipation. Now his tongue was right at the level of her pubic hair, now a fraction below. "Ohhhhh, aahhhhhhhh..mmmmmmmmm" she cried out, gasping. "Don't tease me. Please. Don't tease me!!" And his tongue, circling lower, and still lower now licked hot and wet over her pussy lips, lightly up and down with her hips bouncing uncontrollably. Closer he came, fraction by fraction, as she pushed down on his head with all her strength, shaking with excitement and anticipation. And then, closer still, her hips thrusting upward again and again, and again, seeking his tongue. And then yes, yes, his tongue and lips were there, right there, right there, closing over her hot, wet, burning clit. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh oooohhhhhh mmmyyy goooddddddddd" she cried out in a long wail as her hips, with his warm hands on her ass cheeks, spasmed up hard against his tongue. But his tongue never lost contact, swirling round and round, then up and down, stroking her sensitive clit without mercy. "uhh, uhhhhh, do it to me ....ohhh you're tongue is sooooo hot...yessss" she cried And now his tongue was slashing side to side, stroking, almost vibrating, now moving away, now coming back there, right there. Her hands reached down behind his head, pulling his tongue harder against her, thrusting her pussy into his face. "ohh...goddd....ohgod.....yes..yes...make me cum..make me cum now....now...ohhhhhhhh yesss Then in a crescendo as his tongue slashed harder and faster, "aiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeee oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Do it to me....goddd your tongue .don't stop....don't...." And her orgasm seemed to go on and on and on, continuing for at least a full minute as she bounced and thrusted spasmodically out of control. She recalled then how she had reached climax with Keith a couple times, as he was sometimes able to bring her off with his hand. But this. She thought to herself with a smile that this somehow deserved a different name. And as she came down from the peak, Bo seemed to know just when her clit was too sensitive for his tongue, as he kissed her inner thighs for a few moments, but then, soon, began working his way upwards again. This time, when he resumed contact with her clit, swirling softly round and round it with his wet tongue, it didn't take long before she started climbing that wave of excitement again, her hips bouncing and thrusting up at his persistent tongue. "ohhhhh yessss, baby, do it againnnn...aaahh....aaahh......soooo....gooodddddd...." And after a few more seconds it broke over her once more as his lips and tongue rode with her. "aaaaahhhhhhhh, omigoddddd.....aaahahhhh yessss... I'mmm cummmminngggggg. Cummminnnnggg againnnn. And she collapsed once again on the bed, her breaths coming in rasping spurts She was puzzled then, as he rose up over her, and reaching down to her left hand, slid off her ring. Then, removing the thin gold chain around his neck, he threaded the ring on to it, then reattached the clasp behind him. Now he loomed over her, a huge mass in the soft candelight, and leaned down and kissed her so softly. He levered himself over so that he was on top of her now, but she bore none of his weight as he held himself up above her, his triceps bulging and glistening, still holding his kiss. She felt him now, at the entrance to her pussy, her legs wide and her pussy hot and wet for him. Her hips were still making small convulsive motions from her recent orgasms. Then suddenly, she craned her head forward. He was pushing his erect cock just slightly into her, as she felt it and caught a glance at it, she was astounded at how huge he was. "Oh, baby. No...It's too big.....I can't take it..." she cried "Don't worry baby....nice and slow...." he said. "You'll see.....nice and slow..." And with that he pulled back. She saw that he had in his hand a small vessel filled with some kind of oil. Pouring the viscous fluid over his dick, he stroked himself slowly, his hard shaft glistening in the light. Then placing the vessel on the floor, he resumed his position levered over her. And without using his hands, he thrust his hips toward her, his cock seeking her opening. After two or three small thrusts, failing to find her, he grunted in frustration, and then she reached down with her left hand, and guided his huge cock into the opening to her vagina. Looking up at him, she raised her head and kissed him softly, as her ring on his chain winked at her in the soft light. And he moved his hips ever so slightly, burying the head of his cock in her vagina. "Ohh...ohhh" she moaned Then withdrawing slowly and patiently, he moved again, withdrawing slowly, then again, then once more, a fraction deeper each time.. "Aaaahhh yeesssss aaahhh" she groaned under him, getting more adjusted to his size with every stroke. Her hands gripped his arms behind the elbows, and her tongue licked hotly over her lips. Minute after minute went by, his pace gradually increasing, and her cries of ecstasy getting louder and louder. His repeated thrusting motion caused the gold chain, with the ring hanging on it, the ring Keith had given her just a couple days ago, to swing like a pendulum just above her naked breasts, right in front of her eyes. Now they had established a rhythm together, the grunts of his efforts harmonizing with her high squeals of delight. Gradually, imperceptibly, they picked up the pace. Together. Her moans were louder now, as he buried the full length of his huge cock in her again and again. With a questioning tone, "aaahh? Ooohhhhhhhhh? Ahhh?" as Kathy was more and more amazed at how her body and mind were totally overcome with lust for this man, this man whose huge cock was driving her wild... "Don't stop....ohhhh no, no. .Don't stop..." she cried as her hips thrust up at him. "Tell me now, honey," he said. "Tell me what you want. What you need, honey." as he sweated and grunted above her, moving harder and faster "yessss.....aaaaahhhhhh.. omig godddd......never felt sooooo....sooo fulllll, Ohhhhh yessss. Baby.....I neeed it now.....Ohhh yesss. Fucccckkk meeeeee!!!!! Fuck me now with your big cock!!! Ohhhhh godddddd yesssss fuck...ffuccckkk..... Kathy's Engagement And now their bodies moved with incredible speed and stamina together, his huge cock ramming her pussy harder and faster, his ass turning into a blur as he levered himself over her...sweat dripping from his face and chest, dripping down onto that small pearl ring, then onto her glistening breasts beneath him.... She released her grip on his arms then and extended her hands above her head as her hips continued to move against him. And now her eyes opened wider in surprise as the increasing intensity of her sexual excitement under this man.....She could feel it coming again. She couldn't believe the way she was feeling. She had never experienced an orgasm with straight intercourse with Keith. He was usually finished after only a few seconds. But this....this.. Her face was glistening with perspiration, her hair sticking to her forehead. Now she began moving her head from side to side, slowly at first, but gradually, imperceptibly, faster and faster, her hands clenching and unclenching now above her head, her knees spread as wide as they could possibly go.... And then it hit her....For a split second she was completely silent, her lips pulled back over her teeth. Then, "Aiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee omigod....ooooohhhhhhh.....give it to me baby....fill me now......fill me with your cockk......More cockkk....Morreee.....ooooooooohhhhhh! aaaahhhhhhh ohhhhhhh god yesss.....do it......do it nowwwwww And then Bo bellowed like a great bear above her....."Yeahhhhhhhhhh...arrrgggggg." as he shot his hot seed again and again into her womb.. The room was silent then as they collapsed together on the bed, their hearts beating hard and fast, their breaths coming in deep gasps. After many minutes went by, the two lovers gradually regained consciousness, and he brought her a glass of bourbon from the table. "To adventure," he said, her ring, Keith's ring, glistening on the gold chain. "To adventure," she replied. After they finished the drinks, he said, "Time for you to make a call." "Why?" she said. "Better call home. Tell your mom you're staying at Joni's tonight. Won't be home till tomorrow." After she got off the phone, she returned to his bed, still naked. After kissing him lightly, she reached down and stroked his cock, lightly, like a feather, as she asked, "Can you, um, go again?" feeling strangely shy. Remembering that once Keith was done, that was it. He just chuckled as he took her into his huge arms.