66 comments/ 74673 views/ 8 favorites The Bachelorette Party Ch. 02 By: K.K. I want to thank The Torrid Temptress for taking the time to proof read this story for me. I hope you all enjoy the story. ***** The door that led from the small room into the sanctuary was opened a crack allowing us a view of the large room. We still had twenty-five minutes to wait so as I waited for things to get started I began to reflect on how I got from the depths of my despair while driving from Las Vegas to Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning three years ago to the near state of euphoria I was in that Saturday afternoon. That night had been the lowest point of my life and it had taken the full three years for me to recover from the pain. My fiancée Kate and her friends had gone to Las Vegas for her bachelorette party and things had gotten out of hand. The trip across the desert that early morning began after I had caught Kate in bed performing oral sex on a weasel by the name of Carl Long at the Monte Carlo Hotel in Las Vegas. I left the hotel that night driven by anger and a desire to get as far away from Kate as I could. I remembered that as I crested the first large hill on the way out of Vegas and the lights of the strip were no longer filling my rear window my anger began to transform into depression. I had so many questions but no answers. Why had Kate done it? Didn't she love me? Had she ever really loved me? Did she think it wouldn't matter if she fucked someone else as long as I never know about it? Did Kate think about the possible consequences of her actions? The only rationalization I could come up with for her actions was that she thought she could have one last fling before getting married. She certainly never expected me to be in Vegas watching her every move or that I would walk in on her and catch her in the act. That was the easiest explanation. It didn't make me feel any better however; it did let me move on to other questions. One big question was why Kate would engage in unprotected sex with a stranger. Her actions could have put us both at risk. Kate knows better than that. I could come up with no satisfactory answer for that question so I moved on to the next obvious question. Was this a one time event or had Kate done this sort of thing before? I knew that if I wanted answers I was going to have to talk to Kate. Unfortunately, I had other questions that I knew Kate would not be able to answer. Questions that only I could answer. For instance, why did I stand back and watch all this taking place and do nothing to stop it. There were several times I could have interceded and put a stop to Kate's destructive behavior. I told myself that I had to find out how far Kate would go but did I have to let her go all the way to get my answer. In retrospect that was just a poor plan. If I would have stepped in at the first sign of trouble I could have prevented Kate from going to bed with that weasel. What's the worst that could have happened if I had stopped her? Nothing could be worse than the way things did turn out. Even if the worse case did happen at least I wouldn't have the awful visual images of Kate performing oral sex haunting me. By the time I reached my apartment at 9:00 AM I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I went straight to bed and sleep for more than twelve hours. When I finally did get up it was only to eat a sandwich and drink a couple of beers and then I went back to bed. The next day I dragged myself to work. I tried to keep busy so I wouldn't have time to think about Kate. Shortly after lunch Ted called me to ask me how things had gone in Vegas. "Well, did the subject of your undercover surveillance misbehave?" Ted asked with a laugh. "Things didn't go well Ted." "Why? What happened?" "I can't talk about it right now," I said. "How about meeting me for a drink after work and telling me what happened?" Ted asked. "I'll meet you at the Rail at six o'clock." The Rail was actually the Brass Rail. It was the bar Ted and I and our other friends often stopped at after work. "I'll be there waiting for you," Ted said. I arrived at the Rail shortly after six o'clock and when I walked in Ted was sitting at bar the talking to Sam, the bartender. I walked over and sat on the stool next to Ted and didn't say a word as Sam and Ted continued their conversation. My mind was in such a confused sate that I was never sure what Ted and Sam were talking about. Their conversation seemed to come to an end and then Ted looked at me. "Sam, I believe this man needs a shot of bourbon and a Bud," Ted said. Sam set the shot glass in front of me and filled it with Jim Beam and then went off to get my beer from the cooler. "Jesus John, you look like shit. How bad did it go in Vegas?" I didn't answer him. I just waited for Sam to bring my beer and then I took the shot of Jim Beam in one swallow and waited for the warmth of the bourbon to spread through my body. I followed this by taking a large mouthful of beer and swallowing it to chase away the burn in my throat and when I looked at Ted, he was just staring at me. Then with a nod of my head I indicated to Ted that I wanted to move to a table where we could talk in private. Thankfully Ted understood what I wanted and dropped a five dollar bill on the bar. "John and I have a private matter to discuss," Ted said. Ted picked up his drink and followed me across the room to a table against the wall. We sat quietly for a minute while I was trying to think of how to start. "Are you going to tell me what happened in Vegas or am I going to have to shake it out of you?" Ted asked. "I broke up with Kate." "Bull shit. Don't kid around like that." "It's true. I caught Kate in bed with another guy," I said. "Damn it John, don't fuck with me. This is not funny." "Do I look like I think this is funny? Kate cheated on me and I caught her with this fucking weasel's cock in her mouth." "Oh shit man. I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. I just can't imagine Kate doing anything like that. God damn. You really caught her that way?" "Yes." "Why? Did you two have a fight? Did she find out you were spying on her? What the fuck happened?" Ted asked. In order to make Ted understand I told him everything starting from the moment Kate and her friends arrived at the Monte Carlo on Friday night until I walked out of her hotel room early Sunday morning. "What are you going to do now?" Ted asked. "I don't know. Just try to get through this the best I can." "You think there is any chance you and Kate can get back together?" "Of course there's a chance. All I have to do is call Kate and tell her that I forgive her for fucking that weasel and ask her to marry me," I said. "Sorry, stupid question," Ted said. "That's okay. I have asked myself that question several times and the answer is always the same. No fucking way," I said. ***** The ushers had begun escorting people to their seats as I watched through the partially opened door. ***** I remembered calling my parents that Monday night when I got home from the Rail and giving them the bad news without a lot of detail. I am sure they thought that I had done something to cause the break up and while I hated them to think badly of me I somehow couldn't bring myself to tell them what really happened. It was just to humiliating. After the difficult call to my parents I notified the rest of my friends that the wedding was off. It amazed me how friends thought they were being supportive by saying things like, "You're better off without a slut like that," or "She has probably been cheating on you all along." Comments like those were not helpful. I just couldn't bring myself to think of Kate in those terms and it hurt to hear others say things like that about her. After all, those comments reflected badly on me too. Was I such a fool that I didn't know what was going on? The next two days had passed unremarkably which was a relief to me because I wasn't ready to handle any more bumps in my road. On Thursday night when I got home from work the light on my message recorder was blinking. I debated about whether to listen to the message or not. I just didn't want to deal with anything in addition to what I was already dealing with in my head. In the end I pushed the play button on the recorder. "It's me. I thought that you might not want to talk to me so I decided to call when I knew you wouldn't be home and just leave this message. I want to come over tonight to pick up my things and I was hoping we could talk. If you don't want to talk to me, I'll understand. I'll be there around eight o'clock so you don't have to be there if you don't want to, I'll leave the key on the kitchen table when I leave." Kate's message left me very agitated. I didn't know if I was ready to see her, let alone talk to her. I had a lot I wanted to say to her about what happened and questions I wanted her to answer. I wanted to vent my anger on her but wasn't sure I would be able to sufficiently control my emotions. I wanted to tear into her but the last thing I would ever want to do is attack he physically. I would never forgive myself if I did that. I decided that there was no point in putting it off. I was going to have to talk to her sooner or later, and with her already coming over to pick up her stuff from my apartment it just made sense to stay home and deal with it. I was looking out the window at eight o'clock when I saw Kate's car pull up to the garage gate. When she still hadn't knocked on the door ten minutes later, I figured that she must have seen my car and got scared. She probably had to screw up her courage to be able to come upstairs to face me. When Kate finally knocked on the door I didn't move to open it. Kate knocked again and when I still didn't answer; she used her key to open the door. I was sitting in the kitchen drinking a beer when she came in. "I didn't think you were here," Kate said. "I'm here." "I can see that now." Kate came into the kitchen and when she looked at me I almost looked away but I caught myself. Why should I look away? I didn't have anything to feel guilty about so I looked directly at her and she looked away. "Do you want to talk?" Kate asked. "Not yet." "When?" "After you get your things together we'll sit down with a beer and talk," I said, in a voice so calm I surprised myself. Kate went about her business silently and efficiently and by 8:30 she had everything together and ready to go down to her car. She set her boxes by the door and came back into the kitchen and stood by the counter. I handed her a beer, "Okay, you're on," I said. Kate just looked at me with a quizzical expression. "You wanted to talk so start talking," I said. I could see this threw Kate off stride. She obviously didn't know how to start this conversation. I didn't either and that's why I put it on her to start. Kate set her beer on the counter and tried to meet my stare but couldn't keep eye contact. "I guess you want to know why I did it," she said. "That would be a good start," I said. "I don't know why I did it. It just kind of happened. I had a lot to drink on Saturday and was feeling a little crazy Saturday night. Then Carl came over and asked me to dance." "Carl? Was that the assholes name?" "Yes. Carl Long. Anyway, while we were dancing he kept telling me how beautiful I was and that he thought I was the sexiest girl he had ever seen. I don't why I would fall for a line like that but I liked hearing it. Then when I sat down Sherry kept saying, "He's cute. You should go for it. Have your last fling before marriage." "So this is Sherry's fault?" "No, I know it was my fault but it didn't help to have her egging me on. It's just that when he came back and asked me to dance with him again it was to a slow song. While we danced, he pressed himself against me and I could feel him getting hard. He told me that having me so close was causing him to become aroused. I don't know why but when he asked me to go up to his room. I suggested that he come to my room instead. I swear I don't know why I did it. It was just a terrible mistake," Kate said. "A mistake? Making a left turn when you're supposed to make a right is a mistake. Bringing home a bottle of white wine when you were supposed to get red is a mistake. What you did was not a mistake. You knew there were consequences to your actions but you didn't hesitate to jump into bed with that fucking asshole." "I don't know what to say. I never intended for any of this to happen," Kate said. "So this whole thing started Saturday night?" "Yes." "That's bull shit," I said. "What?" "I said that's bull shit. How do you think I happened to show up in your room Saturday night?" "Pam called you." "She didn't and even if Pam did call me how could I have gotten here in time to catch you sucking his cock if I didn't know what you were up to until late Saturday night." Kate looked confused. "Pam didn't call you?" "I just told you she didn't call me." "I guess I owe Pam and apology too." "Who else do you owe an apology?" I asked. "What?" "You just said that you owe Pam an apology too. So who else do you own an apology?" "You, of course." "Don't bother trying to apologize. Telling me you're sorry isn't going to buy you any goodwill from me," I said. Tears started to run down Kate's cheeks. "If Pam didn't call you, why were you there?" "I was there all weekend." "You couldn't have been," Kate said, I got up and went to my desk and pulled out the prints of the pictures I had taken and the roller coaster photo I had purchased. I also picked up the bag next to my desk and went back to the kitchen. I dropped a picture in front of Kate. It was the one of her dancing with Carl on Friday night when he had his hands on her ass. "You said that everything happened late Saturday night so how do you explain this picture taken on Friday night?" "How did you get this picture?" Then I dropped the picture of her sitting at the table with Carl. I could see that Kate remembered when that picture had been taken. "John, how did you get these pictures?" I quickly pulled the surfer wig out of the bag and pulled it on and turned to Kate. "The two of you make a lovely couple. Are you married? Engaged?" I said. Kate's hand went up to her mouth. "Oh God. That was you?" She asked. "Yes, that was me. I was close by all weekend and I watched you act like a girl on the make on Friday night." I dropped the picture of Kate and Carl on the roller coaster in front of her. "You did it again Saturday afternoon and Saturday night." I said and dropped the rest of the pictures, except for the last one I took, on the counter. Kate was weeping openly as she looked at the pictures. "Would you like to change your story now?" I asked. "I guess it doesn't make any difference what I say now. The truth is that it all started on the trip over to Vegas. We were drinking and Sherry kept telling me that I should have one last fling and after a while it started to sound like a good idea; but I still didn't plan on doing anything. What I told you about Carl was true except that it started Friday night instead of Saturday. I just didn't want to make this any more painful than necessary," Kate said. "The truth would have been less painful. When you were dancing with the asshole, did you even think about me?" "No, I guess I didn't. If I had I certainly would not have let this happen," She said. "You didn't think of me when the guy next to you on the dance flood Saturday night said, "Somebody told me that you were getting married in two weeks. Is this your fiancé?" "That was you too?" "Yes, it was. Did you think about me when I called you while you were in bed with that fucking weasel?" "Oh God, how could I have been so stupid?" "Don't look at me for help with that," I said. "I have one more question," I said. I dropped the picture of Kate sucking Carl's cock on the counter. "How could you have been so fucking stupid that you would have unprotected sex with a complete stranger? You realize that you put yourself at risk and you would have put me at risk too if I hadn't caught you." Kate picked the picture up and tore it into tiny pieces and began crying harder. "Destroying that picture won't help. I still have the original imbedded in my brain," I said. Kate just stood looking at the pieces of the picture in her hand and slowly moved her head back and forth. After a couple of minutes Kate regained her composure. "I guess there really isn't anything I can say. I wish I could go back and fix this but I can't. Unless you have some more surprises you want to spring on me I think I'll leave," Kate said. Kate pulled her key out of her pocket and set it on the counter and started to turn to walk away. "Aren't you forgetting something?" I asked. "Forgetting what?" "The ring," I said. Kate took a deep breath and pulled the engagement ring off her finger and set it next to the key on the counter. I walked to the door with Kate and picked up a couple of her boxes and carried them down to her car for her. Just before she drove away Kate said, "I know you don't want to hear this but I am truly sorry that I did this to you. I do still love you." I didn't respond. I just turned and headed back up to my apartment. ***** "Looks like it's going to be a full house out there," Ted said, bringing me back to the moment. "Yeah, it's filling up fast." Ted seemed nervous but I felt very calm. I continued to watch the ushers perform their task while I let my mind wander back in time again. ***** For the next three weeks I did nothing but work during the days and sit in my apartment and drink beer at night. This routine was finally broken when Pam called me and asked me to meet her for drinks after work. I suggested we meet at the Rail and she agreed. I was already at the Rail when Pam arrived. She gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "How have you been?" She asked. "It's been hard but I'll get through this," I said. "You look like you have gained some weight," Pam said. "I guess I have been drinking too much lately and not getting any exercise." "You've got to take care of yourself. You can't let this ruin your health." "You're right. I guess it's time to get back to my normal routines." "Make sure you do." "Okay mother, I will." I said. Pam laughed. "I'm just worried about you two," she said. "Two?" I asked. "You and Kate. Both of you are my friends and I care about both of you." I just let that pass without comment. I have to admit though that I was curious about how Kate was doing, but I wasn't about to ask Pam. I didn't want her to go back and tell Kate I asked about her. I didn't want to send the wrong messages. "Did you know Kate told her parents the truth about what she did?" Pam said. I was stunned. "She did? Why would she do that? She could have found a way to spare them that pain," I said. "I think she was punishing herself." "How did her parents take the news?" I asked. "They were pretty pissed; but they are her parents and they had to forgive her. Well maybe they didn't have to, but they did." Pam and I spent the next half hour just talking. I avoid talking about what happened in Las Vegas and Pam didn't mention it again. We had just ordered another drink when I saw Ted come through the door. He spotted me and waved and headed for the bar. I guess that was when he saw me with Pam. He thought I might be there on a date, so he wasn't going to interrupt us. Ted ordered a drink and then looked over at me. I signaled for him to come and join us. "Ted, you know Pam, don't you?" I asked. "We met once before," he said. "Hi Pam. Nice to see you again." The Bachelorette Party Ch. 02 The three of us sat there for a couple of hours talking and they even had me laughing. It was at that point that I knew I was going to be okay. ***** I watched one of the ushers escort and elderly couple to a front row seat and I wondered how long they had been together. ***** I didn't see Kate again for about three months. It happened at a mutual friend's party. I almost didn't go because I knew there was a chance Kate would be there. At the time I had just started dating Angela, and decided to take her to the party. I had known Angela for a few years. She worked in my office and often flirted with me. She used to say, "If you weren't engaged," leaving the rest of that to my imagination. After the break up I figured that I should find out what Angela would do if I wasn't engaged. One afternoon I stopped at her desk and asked her if she would like to have a drink with me after work. That night we had drinks at the Rail and in the morning we had breakfast in her apartment. I decide to take Angela to the party because I wanted Kate to see that I was moving on with my life. I spotted Kate as soon as we walked in the door and I noticed that she was alone. That made me feel good, not because I would have been jealous but because I wanted her to feel lonely when she saw that I had a date. I guessed that I still had a need to get revenge on her. I did my best to ignore her during the evening but I caught her watching me a couple of times. Late in the evening, as I was returning from using the bathroom Kate suddenly appeared next to me. "Hello John." "Kate." "How have you been?" Kate asked. "I'm much better now that I've been cured of trusting people," I said. "I guess you're still angry." "And in your case I will be for a long time," I said. Just then Angela appeared. She slipped her arm through mine and looked at Kate. "Sorry, I have to take John home now," Angela said. "I think he is going to get lucky tonight." Then Angela kissed me. A deep soulful kiss. Kate disappeared before the kiss ended. "Why did you do that?" I asked. "You wanted to make her jealous, didn't you?" Angela said. "Besides, I was serious about your getting lucky tonight." I felt bad that Angela had done that to Kate but I didn't let it interfere with the rest of my evening and Angela was right, I did get lucky that night. I took Angela out a couple more times but there was nothing more to our relationship than the physical aspect. ***** I estimated that there were about 200 people in the church. The Ushers were still seating people, but what had started off as a steady stream of people was now just a trickle. ***** After Angela, I didn't date anyone for a while. I didn't want to get involved in a long term relationship but I wasn't interested in dating the type of women that felt the same way. I realized that would sound strange to other people but it made sense to me. I wasn't ready to make a long term commitment to anyone yet. I was going to have to learn to trust again first. At the same time I wasn't interested in dating women who were just looking for short sexual relationships. It had been a couple of months since that last party when Pam called me and asked me to come to a party she was having at her apartment. I was proud of myself. I said yes without asking if Kate would be there because I really didn't care. Pam's party turned out to be a reversal of the last party. This time Kate was there with a date and I wasn't. Kate was hanging onto this guy's arm like she was afraid he would float away if she let go. While it didn't bother me that she had a date it did bother me that Kate seemed to be trying to make me jealous. It was kind of sad. After about two hours of pretending to ignore me, Kate brought her boyfriend over and introduced him to me thereby initiating one of the strangest conversations I have ever had. "John, I'd like you to me Peter Thompson," Kate said. We shook hands. "Nice to meet you, Peter," I said. I looked him over quickly and decided that he didn't really seem to be Kate's type but then I would not have thought that the weasel in Las Vegas was her type either. "So you're the ex?" Peter said." "Ex what?" I said. I was just being obtuse. "Ex fiancé." "Ex, that's right. I'm the lucky one," I said. Kate made a face that told me she felt the sting of that comment. "This is one hot little lady. I am sure glad she dumped you so that I could get a taste of this beautiful body," Peter said. I looked at Kate but she was staring at him as thought he was the only person in her world. Something struck me as being disingenuous about the two of them. How could she let him talk about her like that? Well, I sure as hell wasn't going to straighten him out. "Glad I could be of service," I said. "Kate tells me that I really know how to float her boat," Peter said. "And which boat would that be?" I asked. "You know what I mean. She says my touch excites her more than anyone else." I took a careful look at Kate and didn't see any sign that his touch was exciting her; at least not the way she showed it when I had excited her. "I'm really happy for the both of you," I said. "You want to know what really turns her on?" He asked. 'I think I know this one. Give me a minute... Oral sex?" I said. The smile left Peter's face and Kate recoiled a little. Peter wasn't expecting that answer and didn't seem to know what to say. I leaned in close and whispered in Peter's ear. "I never had to touch her to excite her, "I said. "Watch her nipples." I turned toward Kate and said, "Do you remember how hard your nipples used to get when I talked about them. I'll bet they are getting hard right now. Look, you can see them growing right now." Kate's face turned bright red and her nipples were suddenly very prominent as they protruded through her top. Peter was staring at them in disbelief. "You see Peter, I don't think there is anything you can teach me about Kate, but thanks for thinking of me," I said. I left the two of them were speechless as I walked away. ***** The sudden appearance of Reverend Holcomb caught my attention. "It's time," he said. Reverend Holcomb opened the door and walked out into the sanctuary. Ted and I followed him out and moved to the steps in front of the altar. One of the ushers escorted the mother of the bride to her seat. ***** Before I left the party that night Pam had asked me to have dinner with her the following Wednesday night and I agreed. I couldn't imagine what she would want to talk about. She had to have seen Kate's act at the party so she couldn't still be trying to get us back together. I met Pam at the restaurant Wednesday evening and she never mentioned Kate. For a while I thought that she was trying to see if I would ask about her. I wanted to only because I wanted to get Pam's perspective on the way Kate had acted with her new boyfriend at the party but I let it go. We had a very nice dinner and we talked about ourselves. What I had at first thought was Pam wanting to get together to talk about Kate was beginning to feel like a real date. At the end of the evening I gave Pam a kiss on the cheek and suggested that we should get together again soon. Pam said that she would like that. When I got home that night I started to think seriously about dating Pam. We were already friends, I knew I could trust her, she was attractive and I liked her very much. Could that like grow into love? The down side to the idea was that Pam was Kate's best friend. By dating me she would risk losing Kate as a friend and if things didn't work out between us she could also lose me as a friend. There was also the possibility that Pam would have no interest in dating me in the first place. I decided to proceed slowly. I asked Pam out to dinner a couple of weeks later and we had a very enjoyable evening but I didn't feel any electricity between us yet. I decided not to try and push anything with Pam. If there was something there it would come out in time. Pam and I got together a couple more times in the next month but after that we stopped calling each other. I started to think that Pam was just trying to make sure I didn't sit at home every night drinking beer and getting fat. Well, I wasn't sitting at home any more and I did lose the weight. ***** The ushers made their way to the front of the church and lined up to my left and faced the rear of the church. Then two very young girls started down the aaisle tossing flower petals on the floor. ***** For a while I dated sporadically, seldom dating the say girl more than two or three times. Sometimes it was for the sex other times it was for companionship. During this period of time I had lost contact with most of my old friends. I hadn't seen Ted in a few months and for most of my other friends it had been even longer. I was moving on with my life and it seemed that I had changed directions as well. One morning it dawned on me that it had been a year and a half since Kate and I had split. I was beginning to realize that something was missing from my life. I longed for companionship. The kind I had with Kate. Someone I could talk to and make love to and who would be there the next day and the day after that. I decided it was time to start looking for a long term relationship again. No sooner had I decided that I wanted to get back in the game than my coach put me in the line up so to speak. I was at a party at my boss, Jack Mason's house when I met her. Her name was Karen and she was a beautiful sexy woman. Karen was the opposite of Kate. Kate was tall with dark hair and dark eyes while Karen was short with blond hair and blue eyes. I was surprised by how strongly I was attracted to her and I sensed that she was also attracted to me. We spent most of the evening talking and I asked her if she would go out with me the following evening. She said that she would love to. I loved being with her but I found that I could not completely give myself to her. I was holding back but I didn't know why. I thought that it was my fear of getting hurt again. On our fourth date Karen invited me up to her apartment. She opened a bottle of wine and we sat in her dimly lit living room drinking wine and kissing each other. Up until then we had not had sex but I think we both knew it was going to happen that night. I spend a lot of time kissing Karen's neck, which she seemed to like. I took everything slowly because I had plenty of time. It required self control because it had been more than a month since the last time I had sex. I slowly unbuttoned her top and helped her remove it. Then I unhooked her bar releasing her firm breasts. I loved the way they felt in my hands and the way her nipples responded to my touch. I tried to open the top of her jeans but they were so tight that Karen had to stand up to unsnap and unzip them. Karen pushed them down over her hips and let them settle around her knees and then she stepped out of them. Seeing Karen standing in front of me in just her panties was causing a problem inside my pants. There wasn't enough room in there for the growth that was taking place. I pulled her down in my lap and as I kissed her breasts I slipped my hand inside her panties and found her slippery wet hole. I slipped a couple of fingers into her and moved them in and out for a while. Karen started tipping her pelvis up and I knew she was ready. I pushed her off my lap and onto her back and quickly removed her panties. Karen's pussy was covered with a growth of soft light brown hair that I loved running my fingers through. I bent down between her legs and locked my mouth over Karen's mound and pushed my tongue inside her. She was making low moaning sounds until I started to attack her clitoris with my tongue. Karen became very vocal when I did that. "Oh yes. That feels so good. Don't stop." I kept up the assault on her clitoris until she had an orgasm and as soon as it passed Karen started pulling on my pants. She was in such a hurry that she didn't even bother to try and open them. When she finally realized that she couldn't get my pants down unless she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants she quickly resolved the problem and soon had my throbbing cock in her hand. Karen repeatedly took me into her mouth and then pulled back until my cock almost came out. She soon had me very close to losing my load in her mouth. Karen got up off the sofa and took my cock in her hand and led me to her bed. She got onto the bed and I climbed on top of her and guided my engorged shaft into her warm inviting tunnel and we began to move together giving each other pleasure as we did. I started taking faster, shorter strokes into Karen when I felt myself building toward my release. Karen managed to get off just before I did and afterward we just held each other. After that night Karen and I began to date exclusively. I wasn't sure yet if I loved her but she sure brought out the passion in me during our love making. A couple of times over the next several months Karen asked me if I thought we should move in together. It seemed like a good idea but I couldn't make the commitment. It was funny because when I was with Kate I was the one that suggested moving in together and she was reluctant to do it. ***** I had to hold my hands in front of the prominent lump in the front of my pants. I realized that it was a bad idea to think about things that aroused me when I was standing in the front of so many people. ***** Karen and I had been dating for a little more than a year when everything changed. I was at her apartment and we were watching a movie when Karen started to talk. "I am not sure this relationship is going where I wanted it to go," Karen said. I kind of knew what she meant but I didn't want to admit it. "What do you mean?" "We have been dating for more than a year and I still feel like I don't know you. You are holding something back from me. I think you love me but not enough to make this work. Over the last couple of months I have begun to feel like we are headed for a dead end and I am not sure I want to wait till we hit it before I get out," she said. She was right. I had known for some time that I wasn't going to be able to commit to her but I didn't know how to end it. "I don't know what to say. I wish things were different but I am just not able to give you what you need at this time. I do love you but maybe not enough," I said. "Then let's end this now before it gets even more painful," Karen said. "If you decide later that you are ready to make a commitment give me a call." That night Karen and I parted as friends, at least as much as former lovers can be friends. ***** The door in the back of the church opened and two little girls entered carrying baskets. The two of them walked slowly toward the front of the church tossing flower petals in the aaisle. Then the doors opened again and the first of the bridesmAIDS started to walk slowly down the aaisle. Just as she entered the room I caught a glimpse of the bride standing behind her. She looked beautiful. My heart started to beat faster as I watched her pass the open door and disappear from my view. ***** A few weeks after Karen and I went our separate ways I got a call from Pam. She said that she needed to see me and asked if I could meet her at the Rail after work that night. Pam was already sitting at a table when I walked in. She had already ordered me a beer so it arrived at the table about the same time I did. I kissed Pam and sat down. "How have you been Pam?" "I'm good. I have been wondering about you. I haven't seen you in more than a year. No one has," Pam said. "Is that what this is about? Are you checking up on me to see if I'm okay?" "No, but I was curious. What I wanted to talk to you about was Kate," Pam said. "Kate?" "Yes. Have you seen her lately?" "I haven't seen Kate since that party at your house nearly two years ago. Why?" "I haven't seen her either. No one has. I am a little worried," Pam said. "Did you call her parents?" I asked. "Yes, but they don't return my calls. Isn't that strange?" "That is strange but why are you asking me about Kate?" "I was just hoping that you might have run into her somewhere," Pam said. "Sorry, I haven't seen her. She probably has a new boyfriend and just doesn't have time for her old friends anymore." "Maybe you're right but I was her best friend. I can't believe she would just let our friendship end without a word," Pam said. "My only suggestion would be to keep calling her parents until you get a hold of them and find out what she's up to," I said. "Aren't you going to help?" "Listen, I hope she's all right but she is part of my past," I said. "I have no interest in seeing her or talking to her and I certainly don't want to talk to her parents. I am sorry but you are on your own." 'If you should run into her somewhere, would you at least tell her to call me?" Pam asked. "If I see her I will tell her to call you." "Thanks." Just then Ted walked in and came over to the table. "Hey stranger. How have you been?" Ted asked. Ted joined us at the table and for the next half hour we talked about what we had been up to over the last several months. Most things hadn't changed but there were a few surprises. ***** Another bridesmaid started down the aaisle. ***** About a month later Ted called me one morning and asked me to have lunch with him. He said he had a favor to ask me. "What's the favor?" I asked. "I tell you at lunch. I'm buying if that helps," he said. "Sounds good to me. Where should I meet you?" "You can pick the place," Ted said. "Okay, How about Wolfgang Puck's at Universal City Walk?" I suggested. "Okay, I'll meet you there at noon." We both arrived at Puck's about the same time and we sat outside and order a sandwich. Ted was in no hurry to ask me for the favor he wanted me to perform, which made me wonder how distasteful it would be. We had just about finished eating when he asked. As it turned out it was not only a favor that was easy to grant, it was something I was happy to do for Ted. After Ted paid the bill he went inside the restaurant to wash his hands. I stayed at the table finishing my soda and watched the people walking past. I was suddenly aware of this tall brunette. She was wearing jeans and a short sleeve top. What caught my attention was how skinny she was. This girl looked sickly. Then I saw the eyes and knew instantly that it was Kate. Her eyes were the only recognizable feature of her face. I was so shocked by her appearance that I almost let her pass without speaking. "Kate. Is that you?" I called to her. She turned and looked at me and a smile appeared on her face. I got up and walked over to her. "Kate, what have you done to yourself?" I asked. In the back of my mind I was thinking anorexia. "I was ill for a while but I am okay now. How have you been?" "I'm good. Listen, a lot of people have been worried about you. No one has seen you in a long time." I said. "Were you worried about me?" She asked. "I wasn't until now. You have to take better care of yourself." "I told you I was ill but I am better now. I'll get back to normal soon," Kate said. "What have you been up to?" I asked. "I have been through a lot since the last time I saw you. I would love to tell you about it sometime if you are interested," she said. "You have to call Pam. I promised Pam that if I ever ran into you I would tell you to call her." "I was planning to call her soon. Maybe I'll call her tonight," she said. We stood looking at each other for a moment and then she realized I didn't have anything more to say to her. The Bachelorette Party Ch. 02 "It was nice to see you again," Kate said and then turned to leave. I took a quick look at her sickly looking body and decided I had to know what happened to her. "Kate. Wait a second," I said. Kate stopped and turned around. "Do you think we could have dinner together and you can tell me what you have been up to?" I asked. "I'd like that. When?" Looking at her I decided that she needed a good meal with lots of calories. "Tomorrow night? We'll go to Musso and Frank's. "That would be nice." Kate said. I didn't want to leave the impression that this was a date so I didn't volunteer to pick her up. "I'll meet you there at seven. Is that okay?" I said. "That's fine. I'm already looking forward to it," she said. Kate was still very pretty when she smiled. ***** The third bridesmaid was halfway down the aaisle and I was starting to feel some butterflies in my stomach. ***** I got to Musso and Frank's about ten minutes before Kate so I had time to think. I was worried that she may have developed an eating disorder and so I planned to watch her carefully to make sure she ate and that she didn't head to the lady's room immediately afterward. I decided that if I sensed that she did have an eating disorder I would talk to Pam about arranging an intervention. When Kate came in she smiled as soon as she saw me, which worried me a little. I hoped that she wasn't getting the wrong impression. I didn't want her to think that all was forgiven and than after three years we could pick up from where we left off before her bachelorette party. "Sorry I'm late. Traffic on the 101 was miserable tonight," She said. We made small take while we waited for the waiter to bring us drinks and take our dinner order. I was pleased that Kate ordered a steak with a baked potato and a salad. When the waiter left with our order I said, "You were going to tell me what you have been up to these last two years. Why don't you start with the illness that has left you so thin?" "Actually, it's closer to two and a half years since the last time I saw you," she said. "As to the illness, that happened when I was in South Africa." "South Africa? What on earth were you doing there?" "I was in the Peace Corps working with Children born with AIDS." "You didn't get that did you?" "No. I didn't get AIDS. We spent a lot of time visiting remote villages with poor sanitation and I ended with a reasonably minor case of dysentery," she said. "A minor case of dysentery? Have you looked at yourself? You must have lost twenty-five percent of your body weight. That doesn't seem minor to me." "Well, I guess it depends on your frame of reference. When you see people dying of dysentery almost every day, a case of dysentery that doesn't kill you is minor," she said. I was stunned. First, that she would join the Peace Corps and second that she treated her dysentery as if were no big deal. I could tell by looking at her that it probably nearly killed her. "When did you come home?" "I came back from South Africa three weeks ago and spent the first two weeks in the hospital. I have been back in LA for a week. I have already gained five pounds," Kate said. "It's going to take me a minute to digest that. How is it you joined the Peace Corps in the first place?" I asked. "That's the long story and you may not want to hear it because it involves what happen to us." "I do want to hear it. I can handle hearing whatever you have to say if you can talk about it." "I know that when you got back from Las Vegas you were in a lot of pain, but what you may not have considered is that I was also in a lot of pain. The difference was that you had me to hate for what happened. I could only hate myself which just made things worse. "Then I decided to tell my parents the truth about what happened. I figured I owed you that much. I didn't want them to think that our breakup was because of something you did. My parents were really pissed at me for a while but in time they forgave me. "I was trying to put my life back together when I went to that party and you showed up with Angela. I was so humiliated when she kissed you right in front of me. I guess it was your way of telling me it was really over." "I had nothing to do with that. Angela decided to do that all on her own. I had no idea she was going to kiss me at that moment," I said. "I guess she was marking her territory. Letting me know that you belonged to her," Kate said. "Actually, she only did that to make you jealous. She thought that it was what I wanted." "Are you still seeing her?" "No. I knew that relationship wasn't going to last when I saw her giving her phone number to one of the other guys at that party," I said. "I guess that brings us to the party at Pam's apartment when I showed up with Peter. I knew you were going to be there so I asked Peter to come with me. I wanted him to make you jealous to get even for what happened at the other party. I had too much to drink and wasn't able to respond to the things he was saying. The next morning I unfortunately remembered everything that happened and once again I was humiliated." "Did you really like him?" I asked. "Peter? Of course not. He was just doing me a favor. That was the only time I ever went out with him," she said. I ended up staying in my room for two days and Tracy got concerned so she called my parents. My mother came for me and took me home. I was a mess for about a week. I had to quit me job and I couldn't bring myself to leave the house. "Finally my father made me an appointment with a psychiatrist and made sure that I kept the appointment. I didn't talk much during the first appointment but toward the end of the hour I started to feel comfortable with Dr. Silver. I continued to see her weekly for the next six months. "I told her everything. I told her all about us and she made me tell her in detail everything that happened in Las Vegas. Most days I just talked and she took notes. It seemed like I felt stronger after each session. Then during one session she told me what her diagnosis was. "Dr. Silver told me that I had a fear of commitment, which manifested itself in self destructive behavior. I asked her how that could be possible. After all I had been in a committed relationship for more than two years and was planning to get married. Dr. Silver told me that planning a wedding didn't mean that I wanted to be married. She said that I was only twenty-two years old and that I was subconsciously afraid to get married. That I had used the bachelorette party as an excuse to do something to sabotage the wedding." "That doesn't make sense. You didn't know I was going to catch you, so how would that have worked to sabotage the wedding?" I asked. "That's right, you weren't supposed to be there but Pam was there and I knew that Pam would tell you what I did. Pam liked you and she would never have let me get away with that. It would not have mattered if you hadn't caught me, you still would have found out." I didn't say anything. I was wondering if what she was saying was true. "Can you tell me now why you followed me to Las Vegas?" Kate asked. "I was just worried that something might happen," I said. I just wasn't comfortable having you go there without me." "Why do you think you were uncomfortable?" Kate asked. "I don't know. I never really thought about it. In the end I was justified." "I am not accusing you of anything. You don't need to defend your actions. I just want you to realize what my doctor pointed out. The reason you followed me was that you subconsciously felt that I might do something stupid. You did what you did in an attempt to save our relationship while I did what I did to destroy it. "The problem was that I did love you and I didn't want to lose you but I threw all of that away with my self destructive behavior. Can you understand what I am telling you?" Kate said. "I can see a pattern here that may have a seed of truth to it. I will have to think abut it some more before I can decide what I think about all this," I said. "I realize that it's too late now. If I had been able to express my fears before things got out of hand we might have been able to save our relationship," she said. I didn't comment because I thought she might be testing me to see if there was a chance of getting back together. "Anyway, during my last appointment with my doctor she told me I should go do something that would make me feel good about myself again. That's when the idea of joining the Peace Corps came to me," Kate said. Just then our meal came and Kate began talking about the work she had done and how sad it was to work with children with AIDS, while at the same time it was enriching for her. ***** Suddenly my attention was brought back to the matter at hand. Kate had just started down the aisle. She looked great. She was back to her normal weight and looked quite healthy. When her eyes met mine she smiled. Kate stopped opposite across the aaisle from me. ***** After dinner I walked Kate to her car and told her to take care of her self and make sure she talked to Pam. "I talked to Pam this morning and she said she needs to talk to you about something important," I said. "I will. Call me if you ever just feel like talking," She said and then drove away. I had no intention of calling her. Kate was part of a past life that I didn't want to remember. We had both changed, probably for the better. Several weeks later I was having a drink with Ted and he asked me if I had a love interest. I had to laugh at the way he asked that. "I guess misery enjoys company. You want to drag me down with you," I said. "Come on, be serious. Don't you have a girlfriend now?" "No." "Isn't it time you got on with your life?" Ted asked. "I did have a girlfriend a while ago. Did I ever tell you about Karen? I really liked her but I couldn't commit to her so we drifted apart," I said. "If you could get back together with her, would you?" "I might if I felt that I could completely give myself over to the relationship. I wouldn't want to hurt her again by leading her on and then not being able to commit." "John, it's been three years and you are still letting Las Vegas affect you. We don't live in the past; we live in the present and plan for the future. Isn't it time for you to start living again?" Ted said. "You may be right Ted. I guess it is time for me to move forward," I said. I thought about what Ted had said several times over the next few weeks until I decided I was ready to move on. I started to think about what Kate had said about her self destructive behavior and realized that I was acting in a self destructive manor. Although it wasn't as bad as Kate's behavior, it was keeping me from being happy. I wondered if Karen would be interested in giving me another chance. I had changed since we broke up and I believed I was ready to make a commitment. I remembered that my boss had a beach house at Seal Beach. Kate and I had used it a couple of times. I called Jack and asked if I could use the beach house for a weekend and he said yes. I was thinking a romantic weekend at the beach would be a good the way to get Karen back. I went to the phone and hesitated. Was I really ready for this? I thought about how people change over time and I wondered if Karen had changed. I thought about that for a minute and made up my mind. I picked the phone up and dialed the number. "Hello?" "Hi. It's John." "John. This is a surprise. It's nice to hear from you." "I was just wondering if you would like to go down to my boss's beach house next weekend." "I'd love to but I'm busy Saturday afternoon." "So am I. I was thinking that we could drive down Saturday evening and stay till Monday if you are free. What do you think?" I asked. "That would be great. I don't have to work Monday because I don't currently have a job." I said, "Great. See you next week." ***** I was only half aware of Reverend Holcomb speaking and suddenly I realized I was supposed to be paying attention to this part of the wedding. After all it was time for the exchange of vows and I had to listen so I would know when to hand Ted the ring. I handed Ted the ring and listened to him swear his love with a shaky voice and then Kate handed the other ring to Pam. I have to admit that I had a huge lump in my throat at the end of the ceremony when Reverend Holcomb said, "I'd like to introduce Mr. And Mrs. Ted Gibson." Ted and Pam were two of my favorite people in the world and the fact that they had found happiness together made me extremely happy. After the ceremony I had to walk out of the church with Kate on my arm. Other than when we did the same thing the previous night at the rehearsal this was the closest Kate and I had been to each other since the night we had dinners at Musso and Frank's several months earlier. At the rehearsal dinner Pam and Ted managed to keep us apart I guess because they didn't want to make either of us uncomfortable. At the reception Kate sat to Pam's right at the head table and I was sitting to Ted's left. During the meal Kate never even looked at me. After the meal I went to the bar to get a drink and had to cross the dance floor on the way so I just started dancing with different people as I crossed the floor. I did the same on the way back with my drink in hand. I walked up in front of the head table so that I could talk to both Pam and Ted at the same time, something that was difficult to do when I was sitting next to Ted. "You looked beautiful today Pam. I can't imagine why you would waste your beauty on this bum," I said. "I think he is kind of cute don't you, Kate?" Pam said. "Yes. Ted is very handsome in his tux," Kate said. "Are trying to flirt with my wife?" Ted said. "Of course I am." "I saw you dancing across the floor," Pam said. "You look pretty happy. Is that because you are so happy for us?" "Partly but I'm feeling good about myself too," I said. "Really? Why is that?" Ted asked. "Remember when we talked a few weeks ago and you told me to start living in the present and planning for the future?" Ted said, "Yeah, I remember that." "You told him that?" Pam said. "That's pretty good. It makes me glad I married you." "So what does that have to do with your feeling good about yourself?" Ted asked. I looked at Kate before answering, to see if what I was about to say would upset her. She looked like she was interested to hear what I had to say so I answered Ted's question. "I thought about what you had said for a while and realized you were right. I felt that it was time to learn how to trust people again so I contacted an old girlfriend and ask her to go down to Seal Beach with me tonight and spend tonight and tomorrow night at my boss's beach house. It's just a first step. I hope it works out, but if it doesn't I know I can handle it," I said. "So who is this mystery girl?" Pam asked. "Anyone we know?" "I am not sure," I said. "You might know her. Actually, you probably do know her. After all she is your maid of honor." It took a second for that to sink in and then Pam looked at Kate, who was smiling brightly. "You're going to the beach tonight?" Pam asked. "Together?" "Yes." Kate said. "When did you two plan this?" Pam asked. "John called me a couple of weeks ago and ask me to go to the beach with him," Kate said. Pam almost started to cry. "I am so happy for you but why didn't you tell me before now?" "We didn't want to do anything to take away from your wedding," Kate said. "This is your day. Frankly, I was surprised that John decided to tell you. I though he was going to wait till you got back from your honeymoon before he said anything," Kate said. "I am glad he didn't wait." Pam said. "I am glad he didn't too," Kate said. "It makes it seem more real to me. That it is actually going to happen." "I think we should all get out there and dance," I said, "I want a chance to dance with the bride before you run off to Hawaii with her" I said. ***** At nine o'clock that night Kate and I were walking on the beach. We didn't talk much. I guess we were both lost in our own thoughts. I was nervous about what was going to happen when we went back to the house and went to bed. Would old memories ruin the night for me? I hadn't had any problem with those memories for a while and I was just hoping that it would remain that way. I thought that Kate might be worrying about the same thing. When we got back to the house we sat in the dark and watched the ocean through the large picture window. I felt that it was time for me to make the first step. As many times as we had made love when we were together I would have thought it would be easier to start but I felt like it was the first time which in a way made things a little more exciting. Finally I just put my arm around Kate and she turned to me. When our lips met I felt the old passion begin to build. None of the women I had been with since Kate and I broke up, including Karen, had ever ignited my passion with just one kiss. Our tongues probed each others mouths as our hands began to explore each others bodies. I was looking down at Kate's breasts hidden behind her thin shirt. "Are you nipples ready to get hard," I said. "I want them hard before I suck on them." They responded and I could now see the nubs in the front of her shirt. Kate gave me a little punch in the arm and laughed. "The last time you did that to me you really embarrassed me," she said. "I just wanted to see if I still had that power over your nipples," I said. "You can stop teasing me now. They are already hard," she said. I opened her shirt and took her right nipple between my lips and flicked my tongue across it and soon had Kate moaning. I finished removing her shirt and then opened her pants. I slipped my hand into her panties and began to tease her clitoris and occasionally slip one or two fingers inside her. I wanted to taste her when her juices began to flow freely. I pulled her pants off but before I could pull her panties off Kate stopped me. She gave me a kiss and then started to open my pants. I was pretty sure where that was leading. When Kate used to give me oral sex it was something special. It's not that it was better or more important than the intercourse. It wasn't. It was just that the way she did it to me made it feel special. Now I was worried that what she had done that night in Vegas would change that. It might never be special again. As I lifted my hips up so Kate could pull my pants off I thought back to that night in the hotel room. I was able to recall the scene with complete clarity. Kate was just holding his cock and bobbing her head up and down on it. She had told me at the time that she only did it to get him hard so that she could get him to finish and leave. I still had that picture in my mind as Kate took my cock in her hand and began to plant kisses all over the head. Then she started swirling her tongue around the head and finally she took me inside her mouth. The sensation was wonderful as she slowly slid my shaft in and out of her mouth while using her tongue on the underside of the little helmet. It was just the way it used to be and suddenly I know I didn't have to worry about it not being special anymore. What I had seen that night was Kate giving that weasel a blow job. What she was doing to me was making love to my cock. There is a difference. With that worry put aside I was able to enjoy what she was doing to me. I stopped Kate before I climaxed and had her sit on the sofa and I got on the floor between her legs and slowly removed her panties. As I moved my head in between Kate's thighs I told her to look out at the ocean while I gave her pleasure with my tongue.