Finally, he turned 22 and it coincided with his first book being released. Although it did well, he knew deep down that his first novel would only be a door opener, not something that would make him a millionaire overnight. However, he was afforded access to promote it and when he found out Kate was promoting her new album with a signing, he simply had to get her signature. At 35, she was stunning. Waiting in the line for a signed copy of her new album, he finally reached the desk. Smiling, he thanked her for going to sign it, when she looked up smiling, then puzzled for a moment.
"Are you, are you a writer by any chance?" she asked him.
"Yes, I am actually" and blurted out his name, amazed when she nodded.
"I really enjoyed your book. Dominic, isn't it?" she commented gracefully.
"I am honoured, I really am Kate" he said and almost shaking, he smiled again, walking off as Kate turned to the next fan walking forward from the line.
Wow! She actually knew who he was! A week later, during promotional work, he was visiting his publisher and went down to the small canteen to grab a cup of tea. Kate was in there, chatting with her PR person, who was rushing off to another meeting.
"Do you want a cup?" he asked, indicating the stand.
She smiled at him and nodded. This was probably the only chance he'd ever have to speak to someone he was a huge fan of and this time he was at least going to string a sentence together. Her PR person left and he sat down, opposite her.
"Forgive me, I hope I'm not intruding. But I wanted to say thanks, firstly for the signed copy. I've been a fan of yours for as long as I can remember and I'm honoured you even know who I am" he gushed.
"Well, I like quality and your writing betrayed a real quality. I think you might find more success quite easily you know" she answered, smiling again.
They talked for a bit and Kate confessed it was great to have an intellectual chat with someone, although she admitted she was impressed at his level of conversation for such a young man. When he asked for her number, Kate didn't seem to mind and they agreed to keep in touch.
A few weeks later, he was going for a drive and called Kate, asking if she fancied a spin in the country. To his delight she agreed and he picked her up in the one thing he had spent money on, his sports coupe. They even found a small country pub, where they sat outside enjoying a bar lunch.
"Listen, I'm doing nothing later and to be honest, I've had such a lovely time today. Why don't you stay for dinner?" she offered him.
"Only if you're sure" he said, not daring to hope this was really happening.
"I do have my faculties you know" she replied and he wasn't sure if he had offended her or if Kate was only joking so he agreed quickly.
Kate was surprised at herself too. She knew he was too young for her, but his conversation, his mannerisms, his personality was a delight and she enjoyed his company. They were merely friends and she wanted some company. Kate also felt she could trust him or he would never have been allowed back. After a pleasant meal, they continued the bottle of wine in the lounge.
Kate had to admit, she was really enjoying the evening. For his part, it was a bit like having the perfect dream, only he didn't want to wake from this one. This gorgeous woman, whom he'd been a fan of since a child, was sitting laughing and enjoying an evening at her house with him. Part of him was wondering if, incredibly, this was leading somewhere, or whether it was just the wine and they were merely two friends enjoying one another's company. Kate was wearing a pale yellow skirt, which came past her knees, worn loosely. Her lustrous dark hair hung down, curling around her youthful elfin face. He poured Kate another glass from the bottle and half sat on the sofa next to her. As he looked at her, their faces were mere inches apart and suddenly they were kissing. As it began to turn passionate, they both drew back and were pleasantly surprised that both felt so comfortable doing so. He filled his own glass and they went back to talking.
"Kate, if you don't mind me saying, you have beautiful legs, well actually, you're beautiful from head to toe" he said, the words tumbling out.
She giggled at his compliment and the talk soon turned a little bolder. Kate was surprising herself at her own boldness, even asking him what sexual experiences he'd had. He countered by asking what she enjoyed most.
"What do you think?" she offered back.
He thought about it, puzzled then eventually smiled back.
"Oral"? he offered.
She laughed at that.
"But specifically?" and he thought again.
"Receiving?" he offered and she nodded.
"Although it's not something I get often" she mused.
Soon Kate was questioning him and was a little surprised as he added although so many things were fantastic with the right woman, he didn't mind giving oral, but preferably if the woman really loved it. Kate didn't respond directly, but they kissed again and they melted into the sofa.
Somehow, his arm ended up under her leg and as he planted kisses on her neck and cleavage, he began to slide down. Her skirt had also slid back and soon, only his arms remained on the sofa, while he sat on the floor. It only took a second of pause before he left a trail of wet kisses on her inner thighs. He couldn't see Kate's face for the bunched skirt, but as he planted a kiss on her crotch, he felt rather than heard her sigh. Throwing caution to the wind, he parted her knickers and brought his tongue to bear on her exposed pussy. Kate hadn't expected today to turn out like this, but everything felt right. He had been gently exploring her with his mouth for several minutes now and if she had a wish, it would be that this went on for ages. He was cleverly letting his tongue enter her, while the back of his tongue brushed her clitoris. She had a mental image of sitting on his face and dismissed the thought. He probably wouldn't let her do that; no, better to just live for the moment and enjoy his ministrations.
"I feel like I could do this for ages to you, if you let me" he said from below.
"Really? I didn't dare hope that would be the case. It feels good having you down there. If I had my way" she finished.
"I'd like you to have your way. I can sense you love this" he said in between licks.
"Maybe later, if I'm lying in your bed and I'm looking up at you sitting on me, we'll both know how much we're enjoying it" he added then slowly licked downwards, until he was at the bottom of her slit.
Kate kept her excitement and surprise in check. Was this delightful young man a mind reader? She couldn't wait to sit on his face later and maybe he would take part in a number of fantasies she had. Kate always came across as quiet and reserved but the slightly selfish aspect of being pleasured was something she adored.
Visions of resting her elbows on the table, while he knelt behind her licking selflessly had her excited. She was firmly resolved now that she did want to fuck him, but he seemed equally agreeable to giving her hours of bliss with his mouth and she intended on enjoying just that. With her thighs either side of his head, he concentrated on her responses. The way this stunning woman was enjoying his pleasuring was exciting him.
He really hoped she would let him fuck her later, but he could tell the way she enjoyed his efforts that she really did enjoy oral more than anything. He also harboured some fantasies in that respect, of Kate being a little demanding on his talents, not realising how realistic that scenario was. Soon however, Kate could no longer contain her excitement and as he responded by sucking on her clit, she yelled out loudly, her hands gripping his hair and clutching his face to her crotch. Even as she slumped back in a state of euphoria, he was still teasing her gently. She could feel his tongue dropping lower then she sensed him hesitate.
"Don't stop" she said and he continued until he reached her ass.
Licking gently, his tongue found entry and Kate smiled to herself.
