Ch 1 - The Surprise
After a long hump-day of tutoring at college, Kelly returned home ready for a hard-earned rest and some relaxation. She was, therefore, a little miffed to be greeted at the door with a short but tongue tingling kiss, when all she wanted was a Vodka and something. A heavy on the Vodka, light on the something, at that.
From experience though, she knew that those sorts of kisses led to those sorts of nights. The kind you have on a Friday night, not a freaking hump-day Wednesday!
She sighed and stepped back from her latest live-in boyfriend, Raul. Helen had been right, and that's what really pissed her off. At lunch, Helen had bet Kelly $20 that Raul would use today as an excuse for wild, butt-pounding sex. Sure of her man and a pending gift, Kelly had accepted the bet in a flash.
"Hello, Kel. I have a surprise planned tonight for your birthday," he explained. "I hope you're hungry because I have something special in organised just for you."
"Right," she growled in a tone that suggested nothing was right at all, "I thought we agreed to do the party on Friday. I have to work tomorrow, you know."
"We did sweetie, and we will. But today is your birthday and I am not letting it slide by without a special present!"
"Fine," Kel grumbled while trying hard to push a smile onto her face. Raul was a great guy, and usually thoughtful, so why hadn't he had a Vodka and Tonic, or Sprite ready for her when she came through the door.
She didn't want a special present, she wanted booze and relaxation. But no, just as Helen had predicted, Raul was thinking sex. She could see it in his eyes.
Fuck,
she thought,
there goes my twenty bucks!
"Don't be so glum, you will love it. I know you've always dreamed of having one."
Kelly wasn't so sure about Raul anymore. How could she have read him so wrong, hell how could he have read her so wrong? He knew she liked to wind down from work with Vodka. Every fucking day, in fact. She just couldn't grasp how he could have missed that little thing on today of all days.
If his "special present" was a skimpy see-through come-fuck-me nightie she was going to spit on him and kick him the fuck out of her home. Dreamed of it, yeah, right! If only he knew what she really dreamed of, that would shock him for sure. In fact, she would send him packing with her dream ringing in his ears if this present was any sort of clothing.
"Why don't you go freshen up while I get things ready," he suggested.
Fucking men,
she raged in her mind as she ran through his words for a clue.
Hope you're hungry,
that's what he had said when she had walked through the door.
That would be right,
she thought. For his birthday she had cooked his favourite meal and they had watched some stupid Galactic War movie.
Was he going to reciprocate,
she wondered? Fuck no. He will be expecting her to dress up just to go out and eat and then come home and let him rip some stupid teddy bodysuit off before he fucked himself to sleep leaving her unsatisfied. Great birthday.
Before she snarled and snapped his head off, Kelly stormed off to the master bedroom, leaving a somewhat bewildered Raul in the hallway. Well if he was going to make her dress up, she was going to take her time at it. Mumbling about men, Kelly tossed a pair of jeans from her wardrobe onto the bed.
"Fucked if I am getting all tarted up for him to parade around!" she declared to the walls.
He better have made late reservations too,
she mused as she stripped off her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. At thirty-two she still cut a good figure and had perky tits to match, even if she did say so herself. She was a fine catch, and Raul should be more attentive to her needs! She tossed her hair over her shoulder and glanced to the right.
Noticing for the first time a glass on the dresser containing an enticing red and white mixture, Kelly took a tentative sip and broke out into her first real smile of the night. It was a raspberry cosmopolitan. One of her favourite Vodka cocktails, the boy had been paying attention! Maybe tonight would be okay after all. She took a long sip and then turned on the shower.
While waiting for the hot water to run through, she took another look in her wardrobe and pulled out a silver and black slinky dress. "Might as well dress to please," she said to the glass before gulping it all down and getting into the shower.
The hot water soothed her body as she soaped herself up and touched the parts that needed touching as well as washing. But she stopped short of masturbating.
It's my damn birthday, someone else should be doing this for me,
she said to herself.
Ten minutes later, and a little hornier than before, Kelly emerged from a cloud of steam and strode into the bedroom. With the grime of the day washed off she felt a lot better and the fresh drink on her dresser made her feel loved. Her man had visited, how sweet!
Kelly took up the drink and had a sip.
Wow,
she thought,
not only a big glass but double strength too! Raul was doing all the right things after all.
Casting her eyes to the dress laid on the bed she contemplated underwear. Seamless silk panties or a sexy thong, that was the question.
She took another long sip of her cosmo and decided a bra was not required. "Let him see my nipples," she said to herself in the mirror as she touched them. "Let them be his guide as to what he was doing right - or wrong."
Sitting down at the dresser she brushed out her long raven black hair and then set to work on her makeup. No matter where he was taking her she wanted to look good. She liked the way men, and some women turned to look at her. It made her tingle with warmth inside.
In her book, there was nothing wrong with a guy ogling a woman. It let her know she was appreciated and desired. She took another sip of her cocktail before putting in her earrings.
"Right," she said as she stood, "underwear." Opening the draw, she searched for her favourite flashy silk panties but came up empty. She knew Raul loved them too, after all, he had eaten her out through them last weekend.
