Kate arrived home. Jim was already there. She wrapped her arms around him. He kissed her, long and slow.
"Who's turn is it to make dinner?" She asked.
"Yours."
"Yeah, just checking."
They ate then settled on the sofa. They looked at each other.
"I could never get tired of making love to you, Kate."
"And I never get tired of having you inside me." With that she pulled his shirt off, followed by his pants. Then she stood and stripped for him. Straddling him, she pressed her pussy against his hardening cock, and they kissed passionately.
"Up here." He said, as he pulled her up. She knew what he wanted to do. She knelt against the backrest, and he brought his lips to her pussy. He wanted her wet. He drove his tongue in and she moaned to the lovemaking of his now familiar tongue.
It wasn't long before she wanted, no, needed more. She slipped back down and grabbed his hard shaft. Eyes locked, she lowered herself on it. They made slow love. The ardor of new love moved on to a new, deeper level.
She rocked slowly as his hands caressed her. "I wish I could keep that cock of yours in me always." She increased the pace. She knew him now. She knew if she paced it right, they would cum together. She held his head tight, eyes inches apart between kisses.
"Jim! Fuck! Jim! Oh! Ohhh..."
Her cumming with him deep inside her always sent him over the edge. "Kate! Agh..." And he released his seed inside her. His cumming always increased her orgasm.
They came down, wrapped in each other's arms.
They held each other for an hour. Plans to watch TV vanished. They readied for bed then kissed and snuggled together.
"Oh, I almost forgot. I met a lunch mate today. She invited me for drinks tomorrow. I may be late." She said.
"We haven't seen much of our friends since we moved in together." He replied.
"That's because we've been too busy fucking."
"Complaining?"
"No, oh no." She answered with a smile and a kiss.
***************
Kate arrived at Jackie's apartment straight from work. Jackie was in a t-shirt and shorts. A combination that showed off her figure. She greeted Kate with a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, sorry. I guess I'm the touchy feely type." Jackie started.
"Nothing wrong with that." Kate responded with a nervous smile.
"Come in. Will a Chardonnay do? Or something stronger?"
"I'd love a Chardonnay."
"It's a lovely day. I have a little deck. Wanna sit outside?"
They sat in the warn early evening air. They talked about their jobs, where they were from. But soon their personal lives came up. Kate learned she just got her CPA and moved to town for a new job. And hadn't met any new friends yet.
"So, this boyfriend. Live in?"
"Yes, Jim and I have been together three months now. We moved in a couple months ago."
"A month and you moved in. You two must have been, um, eager?"
"Add a month, " Kate replied, "We were friends first."
"Friends? And someone like you? Hard to believe he wasn't all over you. Or does he have some problem?"
"No, no problem." An image of his hard manhood flashed in her mind, "No problem at all! And yes, he honored my wish to be unattached most scrupulously. I think that is part of how he won me over. That, and he is a hunk. Thing is, I don't think he really knows how much of hunk he is."
"He caught someone like you, and he doesn't know how good looking he must be? I don't buy it."
"Well, maybe I boosted his ego... A bit." Kate winked. "And frankly, I can't imagine anyone better. He is kind, generous. It's kind of novel to be treated like a lady. And does he know how to..." She trailed off.
"Know how to?" Jackie asked. "Oh! Another glass?" And she refilled Kate's.
Kate looked at her with a wry smile. "Knows how to make love to a woman. Oh, Fuck!"
"Fuck indeed then." Jackie said with a laugh. Then her face turned serious, and she went quiet.
"How about you Jackie?"
"I've been having a hard time." She looked at Kate and paused. "I've learned a body like mine can be a curse. Guys see me and just see a fuck partner. I'm tired of it and tired of them." She poured herself another glass of wine. "The few 'Jims' of the world seems to go for the likes of you."
Kate wanted to say she'll find someone, but it sounded cliché.
"Doesn't matter." Jackie continued. "I'm looking for someone different."
"If it's any solace, I had a similar problem before I met Jim. They last one was a jerk. All about his gratification. That's why I kept Jim at arm's length for so long. Yet he just respected that. And that won me over. I often feel I treated him as shitty as his last girlfriend."
"He must love you then." Jackie responded.
"Oh yes. I told him I treated him shitty, and he told me, no, he understood. And that I needed time. God! It's part of why love him so much."
"I'm sorry Jackie. I go on too much about him."
"I don't blame you, Kate. I would too, in your shoes." She responded with a smile. "So, what's he look like?"
"Oh! A picture's worth a thousand words." Kate got her phone out with his photo at the opera.
"Damn, girl! No wonder your smitten."
Kate smiled. "Here, me in my evening dress."
She wolf-whistled. "He done good, Kate!" And they both laughed.
"Jackie, but when you said you were looking for someone different?"
"Oh... Um..." She took a gulp of wine, "I hope this doesn't, um, bother you. I go both ways, you know? I've had women in the past. Maybe I'll do better there." She looked at Kate, fearing she would bolt.
Kate did pause. This beautiful woman, yes, a sex bomb. And into women, she thought. "No worries. I know a few. Whatever rocks you boat."
Jackie looked relieved. And the wine made her a bit too honest. "Kate, I want to confess. Yesterday you mentioned guys hitting you up. Well, when I asked to sit next to you, I had the very thought. Sorry. But I see you're not the type. And that man of yours... who could compete. I would like you as a friend."
Kate smiled. Fuck! She thought. Too much information. Too much temptation. "Jackie, I'd love to be your friend. No matter what." She thought, too, that Jackie needed a friend. That she's in the same boat as she was months ago.
"I better go soon." Kate said.
"Want to get together Saturday? I love to shop, even if it's just to look."
"I'm sorry. Jim and I planned a hike. How about Sunday?"
"That works. Text me."
As Kate left, she gave Jackie a hug and kiss on the cheek, then left.
Jackie thought to herself, "I know what her man must have felt." She went to her room and masturbated to images of Kate in her head.
As Kate drove home, her mind was on Jackie. So vulnerable, so in need. What did Jim say when she mentioned her interest in other women? Conflicts were rising. She was attracted to Jackie, the kind of woman she would have loved to hook up with. But Jackie was clearly in need of something stable, not another affair. And Jim. Did he give her a green light? Or was she now remembering more than he said.
She came home and kissed Jim passionately. "I never had dinner."
"Leftovers are in the fridge."
As Kate ate, Jim asked, "So, how did drinks go?"
"I have a new friend. And I empathize. She's getting over a bad relation, like I was when we met. We're going shopping Sunday."
Jim smiled. "Helping a new friend, then?"
Kate cleaned up and turned to Jim, "Make love to me."
They did, but now She was thinking of someone else. The guilt of just the thought haunted her.
Saturday, Kate and Jim did their hike. They held hands, they kissed at every chance. Thoughts of Jackie receded. They made mad, passionate love that night. But as she lay in his arms, she remembered Jackie.
********
Sunday came and they met at Jackie's. "Day's a-waisting!" Kate said.
Jackie had been looking forward for days now. They couldn't be lovers, she thought, so she would console herself in having a friend.
They shopped, or at least looked. Kate put her arm in Jackie's. They laughed and joked. But inside Jackie was dying. Kate was so close, yet unreachable.
"Jackie, Jim has some friends. Sure you don't want to try a blind date?"
"Ugh, I've never been on a good one. Thanks, though."
Kate thought about it. Those friends who weren't attached were just the type of guy she didn't need.
That afternoon, they returned to Jackie's. They looked over the things purchased.
"Hey, some wine?" Jackie asked.
"Got something stronger?"
Jackie got out the bourbon and two glasses with ice.
Jackie pulled out a teddy she bought. She didn't need it.
"Wow, Jackie. You gonna try that on?"
"Would you mind giving me you opinion?"
"Sure." She replied and drank her bourbon as she waited.
Jackie put it on in the bedroom and came out and posed.
"Damn, girl. Umm, you know, anyone who saw you in that would surely want to bed you."
Jackie paused, "Anyone?"
Kate paused, "Sorry, you know what I mean."
Jackie gave a nervous smile. Her heart was aching. "I'll get out of this." The bourbon affected her. She knew it was wrong, but she took the teddy off in front of Kate and put on her t-shirt and shorts. Kate just stared. Jackie's stunning body, there to behold.
"Let's sit on the deck." Kate said, needing to compose herself.
Jackie offered Kate more bourbon, "Woah, I have to drive."
"Sorry. But I don't, mind?" And she poured herself some more.
The alcohol loosened Kate up. Or did she just want to flirt. "Jackie, you know, I understand what you're going through. More than you think. When I told Jim I wasn't interested in another relation, I wasn't quite truthful." Jackie looked at her, waiting, "I didn't tell him I was open to a woman."
Jackie stared now. "Kate!"
"Jackie! No... I meant... I just wanted you to know... I understand where you are."
"So, you're attracted to women?"
"Well, yes Jackie. I had a friend in college. We were so close. After the last one cheated on me, I thought about how it was with her. But I found Jim. And I've never felt happier."
Jackie looked at her, expressionless.
"Jackie, fuck! I shouldn't have said that. I didn't mean... Jackie, I have Jim. Oh fuck! Why do I fuck these things up."
"Kate! No. I understand what you're trying to say. Thanks." But the look on Jackie's face said something different.
"I'm sorry Jackie."
