THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT KRISTEN
Not what she seems
There was this woman, Kristen. We had met her and her family at church. Her family and ours along with several other couples became a tight group of friends. I won't take any time introducing or describing them because they really do not play into the story.
Kristen was an attractive woman, but did necessarily stand out in a crowd. However, you could tell she wanted to. She was just a couple years younger than me.
There was an air about her, like she thought she was special, not in a conceited way, but in a confident way. It made her subtly alluring. I gathered from some conversations she had been extremely popular at the small high school she attended. I think she made mention one time that she had been homecoming queen. This fit right in with her personality.
She didn't have an outstanding body, though it was fit. Not very curvy, with smaller than average breasts. She did have a warm smile and with her outgoing personality the total package was captivating in a way.
I too had been very popular when I was younger. I dated the homecoming queen in my high school. I'm Steve, by the way. I was now in middle age. I had let myself go a little, but I was not in terrible shape. People have always told me I look much younger than I am.
We all lived in a small community near a fairly large city. This group of friends would get together multiple times a year, at birth days, graduations, and occasionally just to hang out. We attended the same church. Each volunteered time and were involved with many organizations, so we had lots of interaction. We actually all were very close.
Kristen had been working with the local community center and eventually took over the roll as the director. She really did a wonderful job. She grew it and raised a lot of money for it. Naturally she roped us into helping from time to time. But we were glad to assist when we could.
I had always felt a strange connection with Kristen. Our personalities seemed to click somehow. And I sensed she felt, at least partially, the same. The reason I say this is our conversations were always relaxed and we were comfortable around each other from the beginning. To go back to the younger days and high school analogy, we knew immediately we were in the same clique.
Kristen was an extrovert. At times, she could be bold and unreserved. I think she liked to occasionally appall people. She clearly liked to joke around and kid people. All this gave me the sense that there was a temptress smoldering inside her somewhere.
I would sometimes wonder if she had some kind of thing for me. I mean it certainly wasn't obvious. But sometimes I would get a look that appeared a little wicked. One time she even exclaimed to my wife that I was extremely handsome with me standing right there. She would make other bold and flattering comments about me occasionally. She was always very touchy-feely. Of course, all in our group would hug and she was never out of the way with it. But she was clearly the most uninhibited one in our group.
Oh, and I forgot to mention terribly competitive. Sometimes in our get-togethers we would play some kind of game. Kristen always had to win or be on the winning team. It was amazing to see what effort she would put into winning a silly game.
Kristen had an advisory group at the organization she ran. Several in the group had already served on it. One of our friends was going to have to leave that role and asked if I would take his place. I willingly agreed.
This group would usually meet in the early evening after everyone was off work, but sometimes would go two or three hours if there was a lot to cover.
I am a very outspoken person and immediately started to express my opinions. Occasionally Kristen and I would disagree about some minor point, and argue fervently. I guess I don't like to lose either. In the end we would come to an agreement and Kristen knew I always had her back.
Maybe not when we argued, but the rest of the time I think she liked having me in the group. She truly liked for someone to push back every once in a while. I think she liked to argue. It was not uncommon for us to engage in lively banter in our social settings as well. It was always light hearted but spirited.
Well one night as the advisory group finished up, Kristen started straightening up and putting away chairs. I stayed and helped her. Everyone else was filing out and before you knew it Kristen and I were the last ones in the building.
She walked past me as we finished and patted me on the butt and said light heartedly, "thanks for helping out, stud."
I said, "watch it. Don't start something you can't finish." We had moved from the meeting room into the narrow hallway to the entrance.
She turned around quickly and said, "oh I can finish it. I always finish what I start."
"Ha, you're all talk."
Kristen got right up in my face with a suggestive look and said, "you want to try me stud?"
Well up to this point it had been playful banter, or so I thought. I was trying to decide, did she really have something nefarious in mind, or did she just want to get the last word in. I wasn't honest before. I hate to lose as much as Kristen. I was not going to let her get the last word in.
So I say, "I would, I would indeed but I know you would chicken out."
Then she looks at me with the most devilish grin and says, "we'll see who chickens out first." She throws her arms around my neck and kisses me on the lips, and holds it for a good little bit.
At first, I couldn't believe she did it. And then I said to myself no, that's her. She just wanted to shock me and have the last say. Dang it, I'm going to give her a taste of her own medicine.
So I say, "is that all you got?" I take her and kiss her passionately. Out of habit I push my tongue against her lips and she quickly opens them and accepts my tongue in. She pulls me tighter and leans into the kiss.
