****** Kathy by Marten ******
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Kathy


-- Author's Warning --
== You should not read this if you're under 18, you should not read this if
you're over 18. ==
This is a fictitious story spawned from well-buried memories and the huge ego
of the Author.


Chapter 1

So, I knew this girl. Once upon a time in a far away land known as High School
a buddy of mine introduced me to his new girlfriend. That's nothing new, he was
always showing up with a new girl of roughly the same type. This girl was named
Kathy; she wasn't really remarkable in any way I could see. Just like all his
other girls, she was about 5'4," 110 pounds, blonde, bluish-gray eyes. Average
looks, average body, average intelligence, all the small details that a man's
mind records in the first few seconds he sees a new girl. We shook hands and
she smiled at me.

Then I noticed her run her eyes over me recording all the same things I
recorded about her. Compared with my pal I'm about as different as night and
day so it kind of surprised me as she did this. I figured that if he was her
type then why was she giving me the eye. I'm tall, 6'3" and somewhere between
thin and athletic, I've never weighed more than 180 pounds. I don't work out
but I'm pretty active so I have this stringy lithe frame while my buddy is all
of about 5'6" and 220 pounds, and built like a fireplug. I'm stereotypically
Italian and he's the epitome of mixed eastern Eurotrash, German, Russian and
good old American stray dog.

Yet, I could feel Kathy judging and recording every detail from my shoe size to
the distance between my thumb and pinkie finger. Tabulating the amount of
testosterone in my body by estimating how much facial hair I had in my mustache
and goatee. This behavior of hers continued for the next few weeks at school.
She started giving me friendly and friendlier still hugs in-between classes
when she'd see me in the halls. I kept refining my opinion of her until I
decided that she was not really as interested in my friend as she was in me.

So, I figured big deal. Just another slut at this high school. Nothing out of
the ordinary there. Well that's what I thought anyway, but the world has a
funny way of proving me wrong at every opportunity. As it turns out Kathy
happened to be an extraordinary slut. Even though I hate using that term, a
better one would be nymphomaniac, but I'm writing an erotic tale so I might as
well use the parlance of the genre.

Well, Kathy was a determined young lady. Never one to spend any spare time
alone or with her clothes on. Suffice to say she never wanted for any kind of
sexual satisfaction. There was always someone around to help her out in any
case. Throughout this time I kept getting little notes and glances from Kathy.
An extra-long, extra-tight hello or goodbye hug. I was honestly not encouraging
any of this attention and still it showed on my friend's face whenever his girl
would act like that around me. Then, Kathy started showing up at my after-
school job, without my pal.

During, high school I had your average "Joe" job clerking a register at a small
business. A job that consisted mainly of sitting on my ass, trying to stay
awake or just hanging out with my friends who used to come there just to hang
around. I was only one of two employees at the joint if that lends an idea of
just how small a business it was.

Well, one night I had to close up the place. So about half an hour before
closing time I started getting stuff ready to shut the place down. Since it was
such a small business I was done ten minutes later and ready to get out of
there. I had to run around to the back of the store to stow the mop and bucket
and when I got back to the counter there was Kathy.

She was leaning against the counter, arms crossed and folded under her breasts
with her back arched pushing her cleavage up to it's highest pinnacle. Her hips
were thrust back and out and her tight ass cheeks were just straining against
her shorts. Her legs shot up from the floor barefoot into a pair of tight,
short cut-offs that were only a brief denim divider between the bare skin of
her legs and the bare midriff. Her flat belly swelled up into a pair of
beautiful handful sized firm breasts captured behind a tight black belly shirt.
Her hair was tied back into a straight blonde ponytail, her long bangs hanging
down in the front and framing her face nicely. She was staring up at the board
of prices behind the counter.

I came around the counter and said hello as I felt her eyes slid down from the
wall and slither across my face.

"What are you doing after work?" she asked without bothering to say hello.

"I'm going home after I leave here," I replied, "it's been a long day, I'm
tired, and I can't wait to get out of here."

"That's a shame," she sighed, almost to herself, "I wanted to talk with you."

"'Bout what?"

"Well, first of all I'm single again," she admitted, "second, I don't want to
be alone."

"Where do I come in?"

I knew where this was going, but I wasn't about to play this game with her. I'd
already heard about how she "became" single again. The guy she'd be doing on
the side had spilled his guts to my friend in a customary act of cowardice. All
in all, I was aroused by her manner and dress, but I wasn't about to put any
effort into snaring a girl who'd just treated a friend of mine the way she had.

"Oh, you know then," she had noticed my curt manner, "do you hate me?"

"Honestly? I guess I don't really care one way or the other." the words just
shot off of my tongue like steel, "What you do and who you fuck are two things
that I have no control over."

"Would you like to?" Her voice jumped as though I had said something that Kathy
really wanted to hear.

"Would I like to what?" I asked, and made my eyes pin her down.

"Control me, would you like to determine who I fuck and why." Her eyes were
bright and the color in her face was deepening.

Suddenly it all sank in. She was submissive, and she had just offered herself
to me.

"You're looking for a Master is that it?"

"Yes," she answered shyly this time, "how do you know about those things?"

"I get around, how the hell do you know about things like that? How long have
you been in this kind of lifestyle?"

"I'm online," she replied, and left it at that, it said it all really, "and
I've never really been in the lifestyle. I've only read about D/S online, and
I'd always picture myself as the girl and YOU as the Master."

"Why me?" I had leaned across the counter now and was staring directly into her
cloudy-day colored eyes.

"Well," she began and her eyes slid down to the countertop between us, "because
of the way you look right through me. Your eyes make me feel like I'm pinned
down. It really turns me on."

At this point I knew I was in complete control of her, she'd do anything I said
gladly. It was then that I decided I was going to toy with her first. I'd use
her for my pleasure and draw it out for as long as I could before giving her
any kind of gratification. I was going to test her submissive mettle.

"Go into the backroom," I ordered her, "take off your clothes and kneel down on
the floor. Wait for me there."

Kathy didn't even hesitate; she spared one quick glance into my eyes and
scampered off into the back while I finished closing down the shop and turning
off all the lights. I locked the front door and walked slowly through the
darkened shop into the back storage room. I flicked on only one of the overhead
fluorescent banks of lights and there, dimly illuminated on the floor, was
Kathy.

Kneeling, as ordered, on the thin industrial carpeting naked as ordered, with
her clothes scattered messily over some boxes. Her head was bowed and she held
one hand grasped in the other behind her back. The sensually tight package of
her body was unwrapped and displayed nicely for me.

"Who are you?" I asked her.

"No one."

"Then I don't know you and I should leave, I'll ask again. Who are you?"

"I'm your slave-girl," she answered.

"Better, now who am I?"

"You're my Master."

"Good, what is it you want."

"To be your slave."

"Wrong, what is it you want?"

"To make you happy."

"Perfect, now stand up."

She did as I said and stood at attention, trembling slightly and shivering. I
walked around her, taking in every curve of her body. I came up behind her and
took her soft shoulders in my hands and pulled her back against my chest.

"I'll take care of you. I'll never hurt you and you'll never have anything to
worry about." I breathed the words into her ear and felt her body ripple under
my hands. Gooseflesh broke out across her arms and legs and she leaned heavily
against my chest.

"Thank you, Master." her voice was raspy and barely audible.

"Now, back on your knees. Tonight you'll pleasure me and then you'll be free
until tomorrow. I'll have some interesting things dreamt up for you by then.
You're not to bring yourself to orgasm, ever, without my permission. Do you
understand, Kathy?"

"Yes, Sir." she replied while sinking back to the floor.

I strolled back around her kneeling form. Reaching down and pulling her chin up
to meet her eyes I caressed her chin and let her take a pair of my fingers into
her mouth.

"Very good, Kathy, now you know what to do."

"Yes, Sir, thank you, Sir." with that she reached up and slid the zipper of my
jeans down. Her eyes never left mine while she undid the button and slid my
jeans down with my boxers in them.

A small, mouse-like gasp left her when she saw the size of my half-hard cock.
Her eyes glanced between my organ back to my eyes and they were wide and
staring. Her small hands crept around the shaft and started to massage the
blood down into my cock. I started to harden quickly and her small hands began
gripping me harder and making longer and longer strokes up and down my shaft.
Slowly Kathy brought her mouth closer and closer to my meat and tentatively
flicked her tongue out to taste the tip. I smoothed her hair back and curled
her ponytail around one fist, taking control of her head movements. I moved her
forward slowly onto my cock, savoring the feel of her lips and tongue sliding
over the large sensitive head of my cock and enjoying the tight smooth heat of
her mouth. Kathy twitched slightly when the head of my cock made contact with
the back of her throat but kept on moving down. Instead of making her deep
throat me right off the bat I pulled her back until only the tip was still
between her tight sucking lips. Her eyes looked up into mine. Gauging whether
or not I was displeased, I smiled down at her and slid her mouth forward again.

Then I let go of her hair and let her take it at her own pace. Kathy took right
to the task with passion, wrapping her hands around the length of shaft that
she just could take into her mouth. Her tight lips clamped down on my cock and
kept up an excruciatingly slow pace until the first moans escaped from deep
within me. Kathy changed her tempo exactly as I felt my orgasm starting to
swell inside. Her hands flew faster and kept perfect time with her hard sucking
lips. She only had to keep this up for another half a minute before I exploded
into her mouth. When the first taste of my cum hit her tongue both of her hands
left my cock and wrapped themselves around my hips. Kathy pulled me to her as
closely as she could, clamping her lips down and sucking as hard as she
possibly could. She was whimpering now deep in her throat and swallowing as
fast as she could.

I was finally done filling her mouth and Kathy slowly withdrew her mouth from
my cock. She stayed on her knees before me, still licking any errant drops from
the tip of my cock. When she was satisfied she looked up at me with a content
look on her face. Her cloud-colored eyes were shining and her smile was
beautiful in the low light. I replaced my pants on my hips and helped her up
from the floor.

We embraced for awhile, with Kathy's head nestled against my chest while I
traced patterns around the soft muscles in her naked back. Finally we pulled
apart.

"You did very well tonight, Kathy. You made me very happy." I smiled and looked
into her eyes, "Now, I want you to get dressed and go home and get some sleep.
You're going to have a long night ahead of you tomorrow, darling."

I helped her straighten her clothes and sent her out ahead of me so I could
lock up. We embraced and kissed softly in the parking lot and then I watched
her drive away. During the slow happy drive home I turned over the events of
the evening and started making plans for the next night. Then there was the
weekend to think about. I'd have to make sure to switch shifts with the boss.


Chapter 2

-1. Planning

I had just arrived home, I'd been thinking about my adventure with Kathy during
the entire ride home from work. I could still feel her lips on mine and smell
her perfume. I felt very relaxed and my mind was free to dream about what new
and interesting things I could make Kathy do for me.

I mentally added up everything I knew about her again. I thought about her
tightly packed athletic body. Kathy's at least a foot short than my six feet
three inches of height, I'm thin at about 180 pounds, but she could weigh more
than 105 pounds, if that. I turned over the memory of her soft blonde hair
sliding through my fingers and thought of how sexy she looked in ponytail. I
wondered how she'd look in school-girlish pigtails. I loved the look of quiet
supplication she could put into her cloudy pale bluish-gray eyes.

I had never been into the B/D/S/M type of lifestyle that Kathy had just
introduced me to. I knew how it worked. I had an internet connection, and I'd
never found any kind of sexual situation to be unacceptable, as long as it
didn't cause anyone serious harm or left a mess that was too difficult to clean
up afterwards.

Kathy was a nymphomaniac, pure and simple. She couldn't satisfy herself
sexually through normal means. Kathy hopped from boyfriend to boyfriend and bed
to bed as soon as she got bored. She had been planning on jumping to mine after
her last relationship, one that included my close friend, had ended due to her
lack of fidelity.

I'd never been a very good partner as far as monogamous relationships went
myself. My own problems with fidelity were a much-talked about topic among my
own social circle. Now, here I was presented with a type of relationship where
fidelity was not only not expected but was never even part of the equation.

I leaned back in my favorite easy chair and shook myself out of the clouds. I
had to get busy and plan something exceptionally slutty for my new slavegirl to
accomplish tomorrow night. I'd made plans with Kathy after our brief tryst
earlier in the storeroom where I work. I had to think of some way of making
Kathy perform some seriously slutty actions within 24 hours, and then there was
the weekend to think of.

The first order of business was to get out of riding the register tomorrow
night at work. It was a Friday night and I knew it wouldn't be easy. This meant
I had to call my manager whom I'd nicknamed, "The Fat Cross-eyed Hair-Bag."
That could wait until morning though. Tonight I had to do some dreaming and
research. The dreaming was easy, like any other filthy minded teenage male I
had enough fantasies in my head to fill a library. I felt slightly lagging
behind Kathy in her knowledge of B/D however. Research was definitely the next
order of business.

Online I went, a quick glance at my bookmarks made my decision for me and off
to White Shadow's it was. I spent the next few hours pouring over as many
different types of stories as I could.

With the knowledge of a thousand fellow perverts (authors) coursing through my
mind I sat back again and began piecing together my plan of action.

- 2. Positioning

As it turned out, getting that Friday night off was much easier than I thought
it would be. I only had to promise the "Fat Bastard" that I'd work a double
open to close shift for him on Sunday. This wasn't any serious problem however,
it was getting to be the end of summer and people always had better things to
do on their weekends than come bother me at work. Sunday's were always dead
quiet at the store anyway, so I just focused on all the different ways I could
play with Kathy all over the shop.

I had my plan well thought out when I arrived to school on Friday. I was
running a little late as always and was hurrying to my locker when I saw Kathy
leaning against the locker right next to mine.

Her hair was pulled back into the exact same style ponytail that she wore the
night before during our encounter. She had on a plain white blouse tucked into
a pair of tight blue jeans. She took one quick glance into my eyes and then
lowered her gaze to the ground between her feet.

"I love your hair that way." I said, as I stepped up to my locker.

"I hoped you did." Kathy replied, "That's why I wore it this way."

"You did very good, Kathy."

"Do you know what we're going to do tonight?" she asked. Her eyes were
gleaming.

"I have everything all planned. I have a few questions for you though."

"What kind of questions?"

"What kind of bikini do you have?" I asked.

"I just got a new thong one," she brightened up quickly, "it's red and very
stringy."

"Perfect," I said, "I want you to wear that tonight with a wrap, and bring
something comfortable to change into as well."

"I can't wait for tonight." Kathy's eyes were dancing and her smile was
infectious.

"I'll pick you up at 6 o'clock. I want you to be ready, and only wear the
bikini."

Just then the bell started ringing and I shut my locker door. Kathy just had
enough time to wrap her arms around my neck and breathe "Yes, Master" in my ear
before giving me a quick kiss and running off to her own class. I had a smile
pulling at the corners of my mouth all day as I was thinking about what the
evening would bring.

I only had three classes each day, being that it was my last year in high
school. I got out a few hours earlier than Kathy, but she had her lunch hour
just as I was leaving school so she was able to catch me in the halls on my way
out the door.

"I'm dying to know what we're going to do tonight," Kathy was breathing a
little hard, "especially if I have to go around half naked all night."

I tilted her face up to look directly into her eyes and smiled my best sly
smile.

"You'll find out soon enough, and if you're good, I'll let you go around
completely naked."

- 3. Presenting

I picked up Kathy exactly on time. Before I could even get my truck stopped she
came bouncing down her driveway and jumped up into the cab of my truck. I drive
a restored 30 year old Chevy with a lot of room in the cab.

Kathy slid across the bench seat and planted a tight clinging kiss on my lips
then sat back. I had time to give her bikini a good looking over. It was a
small as she'd made it out to be. Her firm high breasts were held amazingly by
two very small triangles of red material. The bottom was very high cut in the
front and held to the back with strings that slithered up over Kathy's slim
rounded hips. I didn't have a chance to see how her ass looked in the thong so
I asked her to roll to one side and let me see.

It was amazing. Even under the transparent wrap she had wound around her waist
Kathy's ass was a beautiful as it could be. The thong ran snugly between her
cheeks and looked wonderfully at home right where it was. Her ass is
beautifully soft when relaxed and deliciously firm when flexed.

And she had her hair tied up in a ponytail.

Kathy ran her fingers down my arm and gave me her sluttiest pouty face and
asked me, "Where we going, Master?"

"It's such a warm night I thought we might take a walk along the boardwalk and
watch all the pretty people."

"You want to show me off is that it?"

"That's part of it." I couldn't help but grin my evil grin when I saw Kathy's
arms ripple with gooseflesh.

Once we arrived at the boardwalk, I could see it was about half as busy as it
usually is. It was still early but people were strolling along and the sun had
just disappeared making all sorts of shady spots for lovers to relax in.

I took Kathy's hand and we walked along the water pausing now and then to point
something interesting out to one another. We found a nice part of the pier
overlooking the darkening lake to stop and leaned against it staring down into
the water. I thought this would be a good time to test Kathy's exhibitionist
tendencies.

"Take off that wrap." I leaned over to whisper into her ear.

She did so and started to turn to face the walkway with her back to the water.
I turned the same way and then pulled her quickly to me so that her beautifully
shaped ass was on display to anyone who happened to walk past.

Kathy fidgeted slightly at her exposure until I started running my hands over
her back and down over her firm little ass. Then she quieted and melted against
my chest. I slowly started working the thong of her bikini out from between her
ass cheeks. I slid my fingers inside the tight fabric, over her tight asshole
and began slowly massaging her pussy lips and clit with my fingertips. Kathy
lifted her head and her eyes were a little wide and staring. I reassured her
with a warm passionate kiss and she returned her head to my chest and drew her
nails down my back.

I continued to do this for a few minutes without drawing much attention to
ourselves, until that is, a young couple walked past. The woman glanced over
and seemed to pause in her stride and tilt her head just a bit. It was as if
she was gauging what was going on. The man she was walking with moved off into
one of the bathrooms nearby not noticing that his girlfriend had stopped.

The woman looked after him then approached us slowly from behind Kathy. I'm
sure Kathy couldn't have heard her approach with her head pressed against my
chest the way it was. I made eye contact with the woman and she raised a hand
in a "what's going on" gesture. With the hand that wasn't buried in Kathy's
crotch I waved her closer. The woman smiled and seemed to understand the
situation immediately.

- 4. Performing

She knelt down behind Kathy and I reached down with both hands and spread her
ass cheeks for the woman's inspection. She leaned in close to Kathy's ass and I
could tell from the way Kathy stiffened and looked up at me that the woman had
just taken a taste of Kathy. Later I found out from Kathy that the woman had
started by licking Kathy's tight puckered asshole and slid her way down to her
pussy. I however neglected to tell Kathy that it was another woman who was
going down on her. I saved that bit of information until later on. I looked
directly into Kathy's eyes and whispered to her that she needed to put all her
faith and trust in me. I told her that I would never let her be hurt in anyway
and that she was perfectly safe there in my arms. Kathy's eyelids slid closed
slowly and she returned her head to my chest stifling a low moan. The woman
still had her face buried between Kathy's legs but would every so often pull
back to look at the bathroom door.

After about five minutes of this the woman lost her nerve or decided she'd
pushed her luck enough because she stood up, gave me a smile and went to stand
next to the bathroom door. A few seconds later her boyfriend came out and the
wandered off without a look back.

At this point we were completely alone the boardwalk along the beach had
started to empty out and only a few people were scattered across the sand
looking at the star's reflection in the water. I still had the painfully stiff
erection I'd gotten when the other woman first knelt down behind Kathy.

"Ever have sex on the beach, Kathy?" I asked her.

"Of course, but not with you."

"We'll have to change that then." I said leading her off and down some stairs
to the still warm sand of the beach.

As soon as we found a nice quiet spot far enough away to avoid being
interrupted I sat down on the soft dry sand an told Kathy to kneel next to me.
I undid the top of my shorts and had Kathy take out my large swollen member.
Kathy held it softly in her warm hands and looked to me for permission. I
nodded and as she dipped her head down to take me into her mouth I swiveled
around nearer to her ass. We were in a pseudo-sixty-nine position when I untied
her bikini bottom completely and used my talented fingers on her clit again.
She got very wet very quickly while I stroked her smooth little bud. Kathy's
pussy juices were actually dripping down my fingers and over my wrist. She was
making quiet whimpering noises in her throat at first, which quickly blossomed
into muffled moans. Kathy's hot wet mouth was wrapped around the head of my
cock tightly and the extra sensation of her moans made my entire body ripple
with pleasure.

My quick fingers brought Kathy to the brink of orgasm over and over, leaving
off only at the last frustrating moment. This treatment continued for about
twenty minutes. Kathy's body was shaking and her breath was coming in ragged
gasps from around the large shaft still pressed between her lips. Once again,
as I played my fingers fluidly over her clit, she started to buck and grind her
pussy back against my hand. I stopped just a split second before her orgasm
crashed over her and tapped her shoulder.

"I want you on your hands and knees, slavegirl." I rasped to her.

Kathy quickly complied, sliding away from me and thrusting her hips up into the
air. I moved behind her and taking my slippery steel hard shaft in my hand ran
the head of my cock down the crack of her ass and across her pussy lips.
Kathy's whole body quivered visibly when the head of my cock rubbed up against
her sensitive clit. Then, slowly, I began working my cock between Kathy's tight
wet pussy lips. I moved very deliberately, teasingly to draw out every ounce of
pleasure from the experience I could. Kathy was whimpering and writhing beneath
me, wanting nothing more than for me to pound her as hard and fast as possible.

As soon as my cock reached rock bottom Kathy gave out a short sharp cry and
bucked against me as hard as she could. Wanting nothing more than to satisfy
her burning need she began thrusting back, rocking herself on her hands and
knees, forcing my cock in and out of her gripping tunnel as quickly as she
could.

That just would not do, and I gave her a sharp slap across her right ass cheek.
Kathy gave a quick squeak or surprise and stopped in mid-thrust.

"Remember who's in control here, slavegirl." I growled down at her.

"Yes, Sir, I'm sorry." Kathy looked back at me over her shoulder, "I just got
carried away."

"I know you'll do better in the future, Kathy." I said as I slowly brought my
cock to the very point of slipping out of her before sliding it back in.

This elicited a throaty purr from Kathy and I set up a slow fucking motion of
my own. Savoring every texture and muscle in her tight velvety pussy and slowly
working us both up to the breaking point. I felt my own orgasm coming on
strongly and Kathy's breath was a short, heavy kind of panting. Kathy's pussy
was so wet that I could actually feel it dripping down over my balls and
sliding across the skin of my thighs so I knew the next thing I was going to
introduce Kathy to would work out just fine. I slid my left hand up over her
bouncing ass cheek and around her hip to her swollen clitoris and set up a
quick practiced rubbing motion there. Kathy's grunting and moaning picked up an
even quicker pace. Her pussy was positively gushing around my thrusting shaft
now. She was starting to cum, and was repeating barely loud enough to hear,
"I'm gonna cum," like a private mantra.

Using my free right hand I slid out of her hot clutching pussy and easily slid
my soaked cock about halfway up her vise-like asshole. Kathy froze a squeaked a
high sharp note before sliding herself all the way down onto my cock and
orgasming so hard that her arms wouldn't support her and she crumpled into the
sand just as my own orgasm released a huge steaming load of cum deeply into her
bowels. This burst of lubrication and Kathy's clenching sphincter practically
shot my cock out of her ass and we both collapsed into the sand still naked
from the waist down.

- 5. Playing

Once she caught her breath Kathy crawled up next to me and laid her head on my
chest.

"That was so fucking intense. I've never cum like that before." Her voice was
husky and low.

"I had a feeling you'd enjoy that." My smile crept into my words and Kathy
sighed quiet laughter against my chest.

"You really do know me pretty well then, don't you?"

"And I wouldn't have you any other way."

"I'm hoping you plan on having me many other ways." She giggled and stood up to
retrieve her bikini bottom.

"I'm a mess, may I take a quick dip in the water?" She was asking for
permission.

"Of course, I'll be right behind you." I gave her ass another quick but less
forceful slap. I was looking forward to washing off the sweat and sand myself
after our workout.

"Mmmmm, thank you, Sir."

She turned and ran down the beach and splashed into the cool water. I was a few
seconds behind her after retrieving my shorts and slipping into them. We
splashed each other and played in the water until a cool wind started up. We
got out and dried each other using my T-shirt. I took this opportunity to
mention that the cool air and water had a very pleasant effect on her nipples,
which were very close to ripping right through her bikini top. They also gave
me another wonderful idea.

We decided to get back to the truck and change into our spare clothes and go
for some food. Kathy looked a little dazed but happy as she readjusted her wrap
and we went on our way back to my truck. As we were walking I curled my arm
around Kathy's waist and slowly began loosening the tie that held her bikini
top up while rubbing her back. Eventually I got it to the point that a quick
tug would completely expose her breasts to anyone looking directly at her.

The opportunity to display my slavegirl came along perfectly once we got to the
parking lot. The bright sodium arc lights made the lot as bright as day and
parked a few spaces before my truck was the woman who had gone down on Kathy
and her boyfriend. They were leaning up against their car chatting softly to
each other and they both looked over when they heard our footsteps. I took the
opportunity to take the last of the resistance out of the tie holding her
bikini together and in a flash Kathy's high firm breasts we completely exposed
for the five or six seconds it took her to get over the shock and to cover up.

The woman cheered loudly, clapping her hands and smiling broadly while her
boyfriend just continued to stare slack-jawed. Kathy looked shyly down at the
ground and then up into my smiling face. She recovered quickly and gave the
couple a saucy smile and flashed them again before retying her top and jogging
off to my truck.

I had just gotten in and rolled down my window when the woman from earlier
leaned into the window on Kathy's side of the truck and gave her a quick kiss
on the cheek. I also noticed that she slipped a folded piece of paper into
Kathy's hand before turning and running back to her boyfriend's car. Kathy
opened the paper to find the woman's phone number and name scrawled inside the
folded sheet. She looked over at me with surprised wide eyes and said, "That
was fucking weird. Do you think she gave me her number just because I flashed
her? I'm not even bi!"

I had to drive for a few minutes in the cool night air before I got control of
my laughter and started explaining to Kathy exactly who was behind her on the
boardwalk.

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Well, there you go. Chapter two of the story begun in "Kathy," I hope everyone
enjoyed it. I got an incredibly warm and pleasant response to my first-ever
submitted story and so I ask you again to share you opinions with me. Good or
bad or indifferent I'd love to hear what you have to say so email me at
martinaz@hotmail.com and thanks to everyone who emailed me and encouraged me to
continue. Thanks guys and girls.

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