Valerie's weekend at her parents found Kathy and me remembering our quiet and alone times before Valerie moved in. Don't get us wrong, we loved Valerie to death. It's just making love like we enjoyed: slow, tender, and languid was something we missed. To Valerie's credit, she did make a few announcements on a Saturday or Sunday morning that she was going shopping for a few hours... alone. We each kissed her. When she would return, she always had a 'shit eating' grin and would say that it looked like we had fun, as she looked at Kathy's 'glow', and the rumpled bed.
It was like the first few days after Kathy had arrived a few months ago. We couldn't get enough of each other. Friday night we stopped at the local tavern. Danced. Ate. Drank. Danced some more. A night swim ended with me eating her luscious pussy of hers under the stars, and hearing my name as she howled it into the still dark night. Taking me into her warm mouth, slickening me... preparing me so I would effortlessly glide into her warmth as she straddled and rode me, with a vengeance. Then turning onto her hands and knees, that white bottom staring back at me, I fucked her with a vengeance. Kathy's hand alternating between her clit and my swinging smooth nut sack. Our combined release as we howled each other's name into the still night.
Cuddling in the warmth of our bed, as we drifted off to our secret place of shared dreams.
Waking with 'morning wood' nestled against her soft butt cheeks; Kathy guided me outside, her hand wrapped around my 'wood', hopped up on the picnic table, spread her legs wide, grinned, and waited. My cock pounded her wide open and wet pussy. The fingers of her right hand a blur on her needy clit. The fingers of her left hand pulling and pinching first one nipple and then the next. The birds scattering at our combined releases.
We decided to make Saturday night a 'date' night. Our 'date' night. Kathy was going to do her makeup and wear the second sun dress that the two of them had purchased that one afternoon. The one where the front was open enough to showcase the soft gentle swells of each of her little tanned breasts.
I waited patiently at the kitchen table waiting for the entrance of 'my princess'. And then... there she was. I think I said to myself, "Oh shit". She must have heard it because I saw a huge smile.
The combination of the dark eye liner and mascara highlighted her blue gray eyes against the white background. Her soft pink lips had a slight sheen. A gold necklace and gold pendant rested against her smooth tanned skin.
The dress... oh the dress. It looked different than when I saw it in the store. Perhaps it was that now, she had taken the time to properly adjust it.
It was as if she had slipped it over her head and the fabric found its own resting place along her lithe body. The soft material was molded to each of her little breasts. The inside edge was tight along a line that was halfway between her nipple and the beginning of the gentle swell of her smooth little mounds. The "V" shaped opening, wide at her shoulders and then coming to a 'point' maybe six inches below the bottom of her breasts. It was all held in place by two delicate shoulder straps that disappeared over her shoulders to connect with an opened "U" down her tanned back. Only this open 'U' extended down to the gentle small of her back to just below her Dimples of Venus. The dress ended mid-thigh. White sandals adored her feet with the light pink painted nails. So much smooth tanned skin on display... front and back... and those legs. Turning sideways, and smiling, the gentle swells of her exposed flesh were alluring and sexy as hell.
I think my breathing stopped, as all I could do was to totally take in the vision of pure feminine loveliness that stood before me.
"You can breathe now," she grinned.
"You like?" as she extended her arms out to her sides and did a slow three-sixty, stopping mid-way to look back over her bare shoulder and flashing that infectious 'Kathy smile'. Oh... and that back... that smooth tanned back.
"My god Kath... you are so sexy. So beautiful... did I say sexy?"
"Yes. But you can tell me again and again that I'm sexy," she grinned, and then she was in my arms.
"I keep saying this... I love it that you appreciate me the way that you do... my sharp mind... my personality... and this," stepping back, giving me a sultry look, "and my body." as her hands moved up her sides, over her breasts, and stretched for the ceiling.
"Every time I watch your eyes go over my little body, it's the way every woman wants her man to look at her. You make me feel so special. So appreciated."
I brought her into my arms and held her, "That's because, my love... you are special... so very very special to me," our lips meeting.
"Come on. Let's go on our date. Let me show the world how special you are and how lucky I am to have found someone like you. Otherwise, I am going to whisk you off to our bed and make slow love to you. But, that's for later," I was rewarded with a bright smile. A smile of anticipation.
We hit the Italian restaurant that we enjoyed. It was cozy, in a romantic sort of way. Kathy turned heads. I loved it. We shared a bottle of Chianti and enjoyed the closeness. We were in no hurry. The restaurant wasn't that busy so we didn't feel like we needed to hurry to free up the table for waiting customers.
We sat in a corner booth, next to each other. I was able to look over and take in the soft gentle swells of her breasts.
After about the tenth 'look', she leaned in close, kissed my cheek, and whispered, "You're looking at my boobs."
Grinning.
"If you don't stop looking at me like that, we are going to have to go somewhere very private."
"Yes I am. And going somewhere private is for later," I leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"What are you thinking?" she grinned.
'OK. I can have some fun here,' I thought to myself.
"I'm thinking, that in a couple of hours... of how my hands, mouth, lips, and tongue are going to be worshiping each of your lovely little mounds. Of how my mouth, lips, and tongue are then going to slowly feast on each of your hard sensitive nipples," my voice a whisper. I felt her shift, and move in closer. Turning. Our eyes meeting.
She leaned closer, her hand resting lightly on my thigh, and whispered into my ear, "Then what?"
I could feel her warm breath on my neck, before she pulled back to, again, meet my eyes.
"Then, I am going to kiss my way down your completely bare body. I'm going to deeply inhale your erotic scent. My tongue, slowly gliding through your soft petals. I'm going to drink that special nectar that will be seeping from your fully blossomed flower. A nectar that is made for me, and only me."
"Then what?" her voice raspy... her breathing slow, shallow, and laboring. Her eyes filling with need... with desire.
"Then my tongue is going to, first, probe. Probe as deep as I can into your opened sex. I am going to bath that sensitive pearl to the point where your whole body will be begging me to stop. Calling out my name as your body becomes consumed with orgasm after orgasm after orgasm."
"Oh shit," she gasped as I heard her take in a lungful of air, and then hesitating, as that vision of what was to come, played out before her eyes. Her hand reaching under the table to grasp my completely hard erection.
"Then what?" her voice hushed as her breathing became more intense. Her soft lips inches from my ear. Her hot breath on my neck.
"Then I am going to make love to you. I am going to slowly, and completely make love to you. I am going to fill you with my hard cock. I am going to fill you with my hot thick seed to where you will be overflowing," her hand now in a vise grip around my covered length.
