Part I
The shrill sound of a telephone ringing pierced the air. Katie, in the middle of rinsing her hair, cursed softly and grabbed the towel from a nearby rack. Making a half-hearted attempt at wrapping it around herself, she ran out of the bathroom and answered the phone. "Hello?" she said, breathlessly.
"Why are you panting, baby?" Nick asked, sounding far too amused.
"Oh, don't even try it, Mister," Katie giggled. "You knew I was in the shower."
"Maybe, maybe not," his voice deepened and became more seductive. "But I can tell you that the image of you standing there dripping wet is making my cock rock hard."
Katie blushed beet red and didn't know what to say. "I...umm...well.."
He laughed then and it made her blush even more. "It's okay baby, I know how easily it is to embarrass you."
She huffed and began making faces at the phone as he continued to talk. "I actually just called to let you know that I will be late getting home this evening."
"But Jessie and Chris will be here at 6! They are your friends! Please don't make me meet them by myself." Katie begged.
"It can't be helped, sweetie," he said calmingly. "Don't worry. You'll do fine, and I'll pick up some Chinese food on my way home. Okay?"
"Oh, alright. If you say so."
"I do. Now I need to get back to work. I'll see you this evening. Love you."
"Love you too," she sighed as she hung up the phone. She didn't want to meet these people to begin with, and now she had to do it without him. What if they didn't like her? What if they told him that she was rude to them or something? She didn't want to mess this up. With another heavy sigh, Katie made her way back to the bathroom to finish washing up.
Two hectic hours later, she sat on the sofa waiting for the couple to arrive; all the while feeling quite aware of the fact that she wasn't wearing any panties. It had never bothered her before that she wasn't allowed to wear them. So why was it bothering her now? Her flowing skirt came down to her knees; so unlike the shorter skirts Nick liked to see her in. Those skirts left very little to the imagination. She squirmed a bit while recalling how he'd shamelessly groped her from behind while they were out shopping the other day. The way his fingers curved possessively under the skirt to brush against her pussy lips had caused her stomach to knot up with intense need.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Katie was jerked back to reality by the beating on the door. Crap! She thought. Now, I'm nervous and horny! Running over to the door, she smoothed her skirt self-consciously and then opened the door. The couple on the other side of the threshold smiled warmly as Katie greeted them.
"Hi, there!" she said, while ushering them inside the apartment. "It's nice to finally meet you. Nick is running a little late, but he should be here shortly. Got caught up with work and stuff, but he's bringing dinner with him. Normally I would cook but..." She stopped mid-sentence as she realized she was rambling away and probably not making much sense at all. Jessie and Chris just stood there staring at her like she had two heads.
"I'm so sorry guys. You'll have to excuse my nerves. I don't usually talk this much. It's just that well...oh, never mind!" With an exasperated sigh, she beckoned them to follow her into the living room, silently praying Nick would hurry and get home.
"You don't have to be nervous, Katie," Chris laughed. "We don't bite."
Katie laughed timidly while her gaze roamed over the quiet woman sitting beside Chris. Jessie smiled politely, but didn't say much of anything during the thirty minutes or so they sat there idly chit-chatting and waiting for Nick to get home. Chris, on the other hand, was quite the talker. Katie got the impression that he was one of those people that talked just for the sake of getting to hear himself. While he chattered on, it gave her more of a chance to survey Jessie. She was a pretty woman, petite with creamy pale skin and long dark brown hair that cascaded in waves around her shoulders. She was a natural beauty; that was obvious. Jessie was wearing light pink lip gloss which helped accent her luscious lips. Other than that, she wasn't wearing any other make-up. Nor did she need any. Katie wanted to kiss those lips, and found herself thinking about other parts of Jessie's body she'd love to kiss.
"What are your thoughts on it, Katie?" Chris' voice pierced through her daydream and she sat there stunned for a few moments, not knowing what to say.
"I'm sorry, Chris. What were you saying?"
Before anything else could be said, the front door opened and Nick came walking in carrying bags of food from Ming, their favorite Chinese place.
"Daddy! You're home!" Katie jumped up and ran over to him. She waited just long enough for him to set the bags down before she threw her arms around his neck and squeezed him tight. As she hugged him, she realized the words that had just come out of her mouth. Oh god, she'd just called him Daddy in front of these strangers. They were going to think she was a nut! Embarrassed, she buried her face against Nick's shoulder and just hung on for dear life.
Laughing, Nick pried her off of him and waved over to the couple on the sofa. "Don't mind her. She's a little excitable, in case you haven't noticed," he gave her a quick pinch on her bottom and they headed into the dining room. "Come on guys. Let's eat."
Part II
An hour later, while clearing the table, Katie heard the raucous laughter coming from the other room. She frowned and tried to finish up the cleaning as quickly as possible. She didn't like feeling left out. And those three were having way too much fun without her. Finally, with the dishwasher loaded, she made her way into the living room and dropped down into the floor by Nick's feet.
"There you are," he said warmly, while reaching down to give her hair a playful tug. "We were beginning to think you were hiding from us."
"Now, why would I want to hide?" Katie smiled up at Nick coyly. Which, in turn, earned her another sharp tug on her golden locks.
Chris was quick to chime in with his opinion. "Maybe because you didn't want to answer the question I asked earlier right before your 'Daddy' walked in the door?" he smirked.
She forced a slight smile and was determined not to let this man get a rise out of her. She'd heard a lot about Chris in the year and a half she'd known Nick. Supposedly, he loved to debate with people and try to make them feel stupid in an effort to boost his own ego. Why someone as wonderful as her Daddy would be friends with a person like that was beyond her comprehension. She refused to let him win though. She was too stubborn for that. Little did she know that that stubbornness would prove to be her ultimate humiliation.
"I don't think she heard your question the first time," Jessie announced in a soft voice. The other woman was so delicate, almost ethereal in not only her physical appearance, but also her personality. Katie smiled warmly at Jessie and waited for Chris to ask his question.
"I asked you what you thought about the soft drink tax the Mayor of San Francisco is trying to get passed," Chris said impatiently.
Katie groaned, and she heard Nick chuckling behind her. She'd seen this story on the news the previous day and poor Nick had already heard her staunch opinion.
"Well," she began. "I believe it is ridiculous!"
"Because you own stock in Pepsi?" Nick teased.
"No!" she scrunched her nose up at him and would have stuck her tongue out if she knew she wouldn't have gotten bopped in the mouth for it. "I might drink a lot of soda, but I don't think a tax on it is going to make people lose weight."
"And why not?" Chris asked.
"Ummm, well look how they've been taxing the hell out of cigarette companies for years!" she continued. "I don't think cig taxes have had that much of an impact on people's smoking habits."
