Looking in the mirror, Katie started getting ready for the day. She could barely believe that she had been at the institute for twelve years. More unbelievable was the fact that she would soon be turning 35. She took a moment to take stock of her appearance: dark auburn hair (she obsessively kept the grey at bay with a hair appointment every six weeks), still a size 6, boobs still perky and her ass still in decent shape. All in all, she really didn't have much cause for complaint but still - 35 was only a few days away.
Now, having a birthday on Valentine's Day is an interesting thing. Double cool if you have a significant other and double crappy if you don't. There would be no candy heart chocolates and roses this year. Katie had broken up with her long time boyfriend right before Thanksgiving. In hindsight, she realized that it was foolish to break up right before Christmas and to not wait until at least after her birthday because now she had to deal with all those "poor girl" sympathy driven people.
Leaving those thoughts behind, Katie finished getting ready for the day. While she enjoyed her class and the people that were in it, she was still happy that it was Friday. She didn't have specific weekend plans and doubted many of her coupled friends would want to get together with single Katie over the romantic weekend. Valentine's Day fell on Sunday, which meant the single people would be desperate to hook up and the coupled people would be engrossed in one another.
Walking into the classroom, Katie noticed that she had a new student. She smiled at him as he silently stared at her. He was interesting looking but not quite handsome: dark hair, dark eyes and square features; she couldn't tell how tall he was, as he was sitting, but she assumed he was at least 6'2" or so; she guessed he was around her age -- definitely doable.
Laughing as she set her supplies down on her desk, Katie realized that she simply must find a date soon. More and more, she had been checking out every man she came across and lumping them into "would do" or "wouldn't do" categories without even exchanging words. Granted, she would do such anyway, but now she was doing it with more intent even if she hadn't worked up the courage to act upon any of the thoughts she had been having.
"I see we have a new student. Would you please stand and introduce yourself?" Katie asked to start the class.
He continued to stare at her but didn't get up or acknowledge her question.
"Ms. Katie, I don't think that he understands you. We . . . a couple of us, have tried talking with him without him understanding." Maria, a fairly new student herself, said this.
"Thank you, Maria," Katie said with a smile, though inwardly she was rolling her eyes and making a mental reminder to talk to Lisa about letting Katie know when enrolling students that didn't even have a basic grasp of the language.
When the class ended, and everyone was leaving, Katie patted the new student on the back to get his attention. He paused and waited, looking at her. She smiled politely and asked, "Do you know any English? Do you understand what I'm saying?"
He narrowed his eyes and shook his head, negative. Katie had to look up at him, confirming her earlier assumption of height; she was certain he was close to a foot taller than her.
Moving to stand beside a chart with many different languages on it, Katie pointed to it and then pointed to him. He moved closer to examine the chart and pointed to one in the middle.
"Russian? Really? Crap, one that I'm completely unfamiliar with," Katie said while wrinkling her nose as she pondered whose class might be better for him. Off the cuff, she couldn't think of anyone at the institute that would be familiar enough with the language to pawn him off on. Pointing to herself, Katie said her name and waited to see if he would respond in kind.
"Alexei," he said in a warm baritone voice that gave Katie a small, undetectable shiver. Well hell, she thought it was undetectable but the way his eyes changed as he was looking at her made her wonder. Smiling confidently he continued, "Вы очень красивейши. Я насладился бы вылизать ваше тело от головки к пальцу ноги." (You are very beautiful. I would enjoy licking your body from head to toe.)
With each word his eyes made a journey down her body and back up again, so with the last word he was looking into her eyes awaiting a response. "Ah, well, hmm. I'm sure that I, er, we can accommodate you in your request." Katie said, hoping that she was on track with the conversation. Then smiling with the knowledge that he wouldn't understand she added mischievously, "Just between you, me and the wall I would be willing to accommodate you in many ways. I bet you look damned sexy without all of those clothes on."
When his smile turned wicked upon hearing the word "sexy" Katie could feel her skin getting hot and wondered if maybe there were a few words he did understand. Alexei moved closer, leaning toward her to run a solitary finger down the side of her face. "Да, sexy. Мы были бы очень sexy совместно." (Yes, sexy. We would be very sexy together.) Katie's breath caught and her pulse quickened,
oh he definitely understood the word sexy.
The bell rang signaling that the next class was soon to begin, breaking the tension between them. Alexei stepped back and moved to make way toward the door to exit. When he reached the door he turned back and smirked, "Я буду видеть вас снова скоро. Я хочу увидеть вас, наг и задыхающся." (I will see you again soon. I want to see all of you, naked and panting.)
The remainder of the day's classes went well, with no surprises. Walking home, Katie gazed at the colorful Valentine's Day decorations on display in store windows. While Valentine's Day is a suck-ass commercialized holiday, it sucks even more if you don't have anyone to share it with. Katie thought about stopping to buy herself a gift, however that would be a bit on the pathetic side so she decided against it.
It is funny how fast a weekend can go when you don't do anything; Katie spent most of the weekend lounging around in her pajamas. Being single, it didn't take much effort to keep her apartment clean and doing laundry for one doesn't take all that much time. Normally she enjoyed her quiet, homebody life; the ability to masturbate day or night, as well as walking about nude are wonderful things. An overabundance of sappy movies on cable was doing her in, and by Sunday afternoon she decided to get dressed and take a long walk in the park.
"Damn!" After an hour of walking around Katie decided it wasn't much better in the park than in her apartment. She sat on a park bench, leaned back and closed her eyes to enjoy the feel of the sun warming her skin as well as to block out all of the happy couples enjoying the day.
Fucking people. Couldn't they stay home and just bone each other all day? Lick chocolate off of each other and play that stupid game of 'Who loves whom the most'. No, I'm not bitter, just lonely and horny. It happens to the best of women. Right? RIGHT!?
The hair on the back of her neck tingled as she became aware that someone was watching her. She wasn't sure how she knew, but a gut feeling had her opening her eyes to look around. She saw her new student Alexei walking on the path toward her, staring at her intently. Her pulse jumped and she couldn't help giving him the once over. He had long muscular legs in tight, well-fitted jeans and a white T-shirt that fit snuggly across broad shoulders.
Oh, what is it about men in white? So yummy!
She continued to watch him watching her as he moved closer. She noticed that he walked as if he had a purpose; long, confident strides that ate the ground beneath him. He stopped when he reached the park bench and waved his hand in front of the empty part. Katie gave a sideways smile and nodded. Alexei sat and turned toward her. She continued to smile at him as she tilted her head and raised her eyebrows. Katie wasn't sure what to expect yet remembering those last moments in class the other day, she figured it would have to be entertaining to some degree.
"Hi. Hello. Yes?" Alexei said uncertainly.
Katie nodded and said, "Hello." She kept wondering what he wanted.
He was fun to look at and it put some testosterone in the air around her, so really, what did she have to lose. She had nothing better to do and nowhere better to be. She sensed a sexual under current between them but wasn't sure if it was her own ramped up sex drive or a figment of her much too vivid imagination. No one needed to know that she had spent the morning masturbating to the idea of tackling Alexei and having her wild way with him. Something about him being so much bigger than her made her want to challenge herself against him. The bigger they are and all. Mostly, it just upped her amusement to have him sitting by her now.
The silence between them was starting to feel uncomfortable. Alexei slowly moved closer, as if he dared move too fast she might run away or disappear. This captured Katie's curiosity and she waited to see what he was going to do. Alexei raised one hand and lightly stroked his fingers along her arm, while gazing at her to gauge her reaction. His fingers felt rough on her soft skin but Katie couldn't think of a reason to ask him to stop. She knew it was inappropriate on some level but as they were both adults, what was the harm? Truth be told, she wasn't all that inclined for him to stop.
Goose bumps appeared on Katie's arms and Alexei's expression changed from questioning to knowing and he became bolder with the caress. His fingers moved up to tease along her neck, circling the delicate skin around her ear before curling under to graze her jaw line. His other hand came up and he ran a finger down the side of her face before combing the sides of her hair back, away from her face.
"Ваша кожа настолько мягка и уговаривающ. Взгляд в ваших глазах так приглашая. Я интересую если я смог иметь вас здесь, то в публике." (Your skin is so soft and tempting. The look in your eyes so inviting. I wonder if I could have you here, in public.) Alexei said in hushed tones.
The sweetness of these gestures sparked more than simple curiosity in Katie; his light touches were making her ache and long for so much more. It was a tease and Katie knew she wouldn't have the patience to continue sitting passively while her body started humming to life. She had stopped looking into his eyes and was now focused on his hard but full looking lips saying words that she couldn't understand but hoping she was getting the gist of it. As he continued to stroke her arms, shoulders and neck Katie was wondering what it would be like to kiss him. Her tongue darted out and she licked her lips in anticipation, in readiness.
"Я знаю вы хочет меня. Покажите меня." (I know you want me. Show me.) Alexei said more firmly, offering encouragement.
