Katherine Ryan spent a few minutes putting the dishes away and straightening up their Winnebago before joining Jim in the bedroom; her motto; a place for everything and everything in its place.
Her lover was lying naked in bed with a big smile on his face. He was shaking his dashboard hula dancer, her little gift to him and watching it jiggle, which in turn made her smile.
Katherine's lover Jim Brady is a balding, brutish looking man bordering on homely.
He is also built like a hairy fireplug wrapped in muscles and is as strong as a prehistoric cave bear; in contrast to his thoughtful and gentle nature when he is with her; especially when he holds or tenderly caresses her with his powerful callused hands.
His outward appearance aside, Jim's intellect is as sharp and keen as a virgin scalpel. He plays it down to his advantage so that people will underestimate him. He finds their lack of insight and preconceived assumptions about him amusing. Katherine loves him more than all the stars in the heavens and Jim loves her more than life itself.
Jim is a wrecking yard owner and scrap dealer. He comes from a long line of lawyers and doctors; with family members in the diplomatic corps. He has three brothers and one sister in those professions. Jim absolutely loves his work, especially the hard physical labor involved.
Before she became his lover, Katherine had no idea he attended private schools, followed by an Ivy League college to earn a six year degree given his occupation. Katherine was a pretty thorn in his side and concurrently, Jim was an irritating thorn in hers because she viewed him as unreasonable, immovable, and obtuse until she moved in with him as his housekeeper.
Jim and Katherine were neighbors for almost ten years when unforeseen events devastated Katherine's life. She is a very pretty woman with shoulder blade-length copper red hair, green eyes and a lithe trim figure.
Katherine is also a very organized and resourceful woman. When they were neighbors and feuding; Jim saw Katherine as a sophisticated and well dressed and often time caustic tongued bitch of an adversary.
Although Jim didn't tell her then, he admired her tenacity and organizational skills. Katherine was active in the Community, including the city council. The neighborhood historical and improvement committee was a particular favorite of hers.
Jim always loathed and despised her husband and thought him undeserving of her. He recognized the narcissistic opportunist for what he is; an adulterer and all around disreputable asshole.
Katherine's ex-husband, the tall, trim and classically handsome investment councilor devastated her finances and reputation. He left her nothing but the clothes on her back. The house awarded to her from the divorce settlement literally burned to the ground destroying all of the contents.
The fire marshal deemed the suspicious fire as arson for the insurance money. Her ex-husband hired a hacker to steal her identity to remortgage the house as well as creating several large credit card balances and other similar accounts without her knowledge.
Katherine was the prime suspect in the ensuing police investigation that led to a grand jury hearing and subsequent bench trial culminating in a plea deal out of desperation.
Katherine had nothing to go back to because she came from nothing; growing up in a shabby trailer court in an immaculately clean old trailer in central Florida. Kate lived in that tiny abode with her mother, grandmother and grandfather. Her father left when she was five.
Grandpa Jack was a resourceful scoundrel in his younger days making a living as a gambler and pool shark; a janitor after he married and settled down. He taught Katherine the finer side of billiards. Katherine's grandpa Jack loved her more than anything in the world. He died when Kate was thirteen followed by Kate's mother who was killed by a bus walking to work when Kate was fifteen.
An honor student, Katherine dropped out of High School to work full time to care for her grandmother. At nineteen, she married a man almost twenty years her senior and moved with him to Western New York to be his trophy wife.
Katherine has a fiery temper to match her hair; and when angry can be a caustic bitch, intimidating any man not prepared or able to deal with it. Her ex-husband is terrified of her, while Jim finds it a challenge.
Jim sees her fiery temper amusing for the sex afterward is amazing. He lets it run its course within reason; a lesson Katherine painfully learned when it's not.
Jim started calling her Kate to annoy her, the reference being the Kate from Shakespeare's "The Taming of the Shrew". To Katherine, Kate is now the ultimate term of loving endearment.
Kate licked her index finger and placed it at the base of Jim's throat to trace an imaginary line to his manhood, stopping to stroke his big thick cock in her small hands to get it hard. While God set aside handsome for Jim, he more than made up for it in Jim's well endowed family jewels.
Jim stood up and Kate got on her knees, continuing to stroke his big hard monster cock in one hand while cradling his balls in the other. She started licking the tip of his pulsating cock teasingly while stroked Jim her face and hair.
Becoming aroused by his taste, Kate began stroking her pussy with a free hand as she licked and sucked on his hard pulsating cock... teasing him... probing and caressing with her tongue and lips while Jim took Kate's bun down; removing the pins so that he could play with her ponytail.
Kate almost brought Jim to orgasm several times, but backed off, delaying her own orgasm while playing with her dripping wet pussy. She stopped sucking and licking his cock to lick and suck on his balls making Jim smile and growl in his throat as he took the elastic band from her ponytail, letting her hair dance about her neck and shoulders.
Jim's hands were buried in Kate's hair as she took his cock deeper in her mouth, licking and sucking ravenously all wet and sloppy; she was savoring every inch of it.
Kate was anticipating impaling herself on his cock; anticipating feeling his massive thick and hard cock in her cunt and uterus when she rode him like the well hung stallion Jim is. Kate wanted Jim's cock buried in her pussy and soon; but she was patient and will pleasure him first; just as he does for her.
Jim will often arrived home from lunch with an intense hot look in his eyes; a feral and demanding look; a large hungry grizzly bear circling his prey. That look always excited and aroused her. Her Petruchio would gently crush her to him and kiss her lips long and deep. Jim might then pick her up and put her on the kitchen table.
Soon Kate's clothes would be off and he would perform oral on her; having her for lunch; licking and sucking on her freshly shaved plump pussy with abandon while caressing her full breasts. He made few demands on her; although her plump shaved pussy was one of them; to be available for his tongue or cock.....the ultimate incentive to wax and shave her pussy for him.
Jim might bend her over the kitchen table to take her from behind and Kate always would orgasm first.....always....Jim after he pleasured her. On those days Jim took her out to lunch and sent her flowers when he returned to work.
Jim's orgasm was flaming onslaught testosterone laden energy as his hard member assaulted Kate's mouth and tongue. His ensuing orgasm was soon followed by a torrential onslaught of his thick rich semen flooding her mouth for Kate to swallow greedily.
"Was that good sweetheart?" Kate asked licking the tip of his cock, teasingly.
"It was heaven on earth, my sexy red haired vixen."
"Good because I'm going to suck on your cock to get you hard again."
Jim climbed into bed and was soon was hard as she know he would be.
'He's incredible!', Kate though as she slowly climbed on top of Jim, lowering herself in place, engulfing his entire huge hard cock into her swollen and dripping vagina, thinking 'I'm so happy Jim let's me fuck him like this... it feels so good....mm, I'm going to fuck myself silly.'
Kate looked down to see Jim smiling up at her. She tossed her head and smiled back. Kate's beautiful red hair spilled over her shoulders and then her back as she arched it, stretching like a cat in heat. She put her finger tips on Jim's chest and slowly raked them down his chest, not with her nails, just her finger tips, for Kate knew better.
Kate's hips were slowly gyrating while she was pumping up and down on Jim's big fat thick cock. As always it felt incredible to her and better than that. Kate gradually increased her speed and gyrations and in her exuberance and passion nearly lost her balance.
Jim held Kate in place by her hands as she pumped on his cock; up and down, increasing her cadence as he thrust upward.
"That's my girl Katherine," Jim encouraged her; "You are in charge now, my love and my life. Don't hold back, my beautiful Katherine, my sexy little redhead."
Kate was wild and out of control as her multiple orgasms burned through her....Kate's eyes were closed, her head was thrown back. She was holding Jim's hands as she came, moaning, and panting and squealing with delight, not holding back as she did with her ex. Kate never has to hold back or express her healthy sexuality with Jim.
Kate opened her eyes to see Jim smiling at her through her passion and what she considered reckless abandon in pleasing herself. As always, Jim is pleased by it; he encourages it. Jim's always game when she wants it and his appetite for her is insatiable.....as is his love for her, and she for him.
As I mentioned, Kate never knows when or where when Jim might enforce his demands. She gladly submits to him as his woman and his unrelenting and wild sexual appetite; his just under the surface animal magnetism that never fails to arouse and excite her.
It is a marvelous sexual rapture being his lover; to be herself with a man Kate can't intimidate in any way shape or form, including being turned off by her healthy sexual needs. Jim Brady has given her his complete love and loyalty and Kate gives it back the same.
Satisfied, Kate lay down of top of Jim while he stroked her hair and held her close in his powerful and protective arms. The special intimacy they share and intuitively understand is an unspoken and deep ineffable feeling of loving solitude as if they are one.
As he held her Kate reminded herself she loves Jim with a deep, tangible passion that she didn't think she was capable of loving any man, she merely settled for security with her husband. Kate had summarily dismissed such silly notions as soul mate years ago as girlish fantasies, fairytales and nonsense.
Kate could feel Jim's heart beating and it was beating only for her. This thought was wonderfully unfailingly girlish but spectacularly true; after a bit Jim rolled over on his side and she fell asleep snuggled up next to him safe and secure in their fortress of solitude......
