During their eon's long journeys our solar system's planets and moons are bound by the simple laws of gravity and their paths are subject to the very precise formulas of orbital mechanics. A small light body is drawn to a larger more massive object and it gains speed. As the smaller mass is drawn toward the inevitable collision it's speed works to fling it into space past its big attractor. The flinging never completely happens. The lesser becomes a partner in a dance of escaping and being captured. It's in an orbit. We have lots of examples but the regular notion of things can be thrown out of kilter. A rogue body hurtles along on its own path and crosses the regular orbits of all the well behaved. The bad boy upsets or perturbs the masses in the neighborhood. Usually it's no big deal. Sometimes it is. 4.5 billion Years ago a naughty Mars-sized interloper crashed into the earth and now we have the moon. People are in their own special orbits and sometimes those orbits are perturbed.
Katherine was about to have her orbit perturbed. The great attractor of her lesbian life style provided a stable large mass for her orbit. A foreign body hurtled through the charged space of human relations. A decidedly non-female, non-lesbian mass crossed Katherine's path and her careful circular journey was nudged into something unexpected.
Katherine showed up at her sister's new house eager to help with the move in.
"Hi Suzy, nice day for a move if you like snow flurries."
"Look Katherine, either unload or complain about the weather. Or you can do both, everyone else is."
Katherine started picking up the sea of small boxes that Suzy had decided were just right for a serious move.
"What was Suzy thinking? One big box would work for the 10 little ones I have to pickup."
Soon it became apparent to everyone that the pace of the move had slowed to a crawl.
"What the hell is not going on" bellowed a new player in the game.
Terry, one of Suzy's friends had been steadily moving large loads into the house and stopped to survey the progress or rather lack of it.
Billy the Rope sighed and explained to the group "Terry's a classic Dom and he was bound to take control. We should be thankful he's here and willing to run the show."
"Shhh" cautioned Suzy "Katherine's not in the scene and I think she's be appalled not just by us but what's behind Terry's command presence."
"My sister is the classic corporate marketing type. The only difference is her interest in other woman and a curious lack of interest in following through. I suspect she'd shit a brick if she know about Terry's D/S antics."
"Well yeah" added Billy the Rope. "I remember the one party at her house where she had that hot little blond all worked up, fed her wine, and touched her all over. I expected fireworks until the evening ended and Katherine started helping people leave. Her little friend stayed until the bitter end and it was bitter."
Billy the Rope turned to Terry with a small smirk. "Hey Terry, can I borrow your knife?"
"Come-on Billy it's a tool for cutting twine not one of you SM trinkets. I don't fancy any of your twisted blood on any of my things."
"Terry, Terry can't you accept that some of us non-vanilla folks aren't all D/S devotes?"
"Oh I can and some of your stuff is cool, I just want to see more moving and less scening."
As the day wore on Terry was able to herd the confused group, unload the truck, and move Suzy's stuff
into her new home.
Katherine stood off to the side and watched as Terry secured all the rope and packing. He threw a short piece of rope to Suzy and joked. "Here you go Suzy, time for a tie and a spank."
Suzy turned and glared at Terry. "Shhhh enough with the BD stuff, not only is Katherine oblivious she's got her own secret thing."
Terry moved closer to Suzy and put his hand on her shoulder to pull her close.
"What do you mean Suzy? I thought Katherine was one of us."
"No, no, no not only doesn't Katherine know about the scene, she's a closet lesbian" I think she's had a couple of girlfriends but she just prefers to think of herself that way and not have to act on it."
"So Suzy, let me get this straight, Katherine is a lesbian who doesn't do lesbian stuff?"
"Exactly and you need to keep your jokes to yourself, she's very sensitive about all this sex play."
Terry finished the cleanup and decided to chat up Katherine.
"Hey Katherine, I really like the way you dug into the work. One of you is worth 10 Billy's."
"Thanks, why do they call him Billy the Rope?"
"I think because he's always tied up in some mess or trouble."
"I've heard otherwise and I think Suzy doesn't know how much of their wired stuff I know about. You seem like a normal guy how do you know those two?"
Terry squirmed and put on his best stealth evasion.
"Well I have my moments, but hey what's your favorite wine?"
"Suzy told me you were a wine nut. I like the reds myself."
"I have a spectacular Pinot that I've been itching to uncork but I don't like to drink alone."
Katherine paused for a moment wondering why she felt attracted to this guy. Terry wasn't obnoxious, didn't hit on women, and seemed to want to help his friends. Terry's intelligence was evident but he didn't press his ideas or thoughts on his friends, he just went with the flow.
"Well I do like Pinot Noir and from what I've heard about you, the bottle you have is probably a notch above."
"Well, all I need is an invitation. I just happen to have said bottle with me just for an occasion like this."
"Occasion? Occasion? What kind of occasion is this?"
"It's always an occasion when you have the energy to drink some wine after a strenuous afternoon."
Terry thought "My evasive best" and then he began picturing Katherine bent over his knee with her panties around her ankles, and her ass a nice bright red after vigorous spanking. "Whoa big boy, careful or you'll blurt something out and scare her off."
Katherine fished out her car keys "Come on Terry let's get out of here before they put us to work again. I can use some relaxation and a glass of wine."
"Ok Katherine, I'll follow you home."
Suzy gestured to Billy the Rope "There goes a real disaster in the making. Terry is a high end Dom and he probably sees Katherine as his next big project."
Billy scratched his head and grinned. "Don't be so sure, Terry has crashed and burned plenty of times but he's also climbed some big mountains without a rope. Ha Ha without a rope. Get it?"
"Sure Billy, hilarious. I just don't want to see Katherine hurt. Terry will have to take fend for himself."
Katherine and Terry were next found lounging on a nice red couch in Katherine's condo looking out her broad picture widow at the traffic on the road below.
"Wow you were right this is a really nice Pinot. How about some more?"
"Well Katherine I just wanted a taste. Sometimes alcohol isn't a good idea."
"Ok maybe just a bit more for me." Katherine poured a nice splash of red into her glass.
"What's with the serious look Terry? Have I offended you somehow?"
"No, No just the opposite. I have to admit I find you quite attractive and that space between your ears has some serious stuff bubbling around. You know I'm a sapiosexual?"
"So you're turned on by intelligence?"
"Yes and a smart curious woman absolutely arouses all my antenna. I guess I'm barking up the wrong tree with you though? Isn't that right?"
"So Suzy told you about my secret life, did she? Damn I don't want any of this getting out. The corporate world I'm part of is not so open-minded. What do you really know?"
"Well I'll net it out. I hear you're an asexual lesbian who dabbles and avoids the scene."
Katherine drew in a short breath "Suzy told me you were sharp and direct. Yeah that pretty much sums it up for me. Looks like In Vino Veritas rules again."
"Well wine will usually loosens the most guarded tongue and I'm just as susceptible."
"You've put your cards on the table so in fairness I have to be equally open"
"Ok Terry, what is your thing why are you here on an impossible quest in some man haters living room?"
"Katherine, please you've got a good heart and I don't for a moment think you hate me. Actually I wanted you to think of me as a new project, a different slant on things so to speak."