Note: My first story, comments/feedback welcome!
Disclaimers: As usual, any and all characters in this story partaking in sexual stuff are 18 or older. Everything about this story is 100% fictional. If you think you know anyone named here, it's purely coincidental.
Having accepted a new job with a consulting firm in a new city, Stephen was reluctant to leave behind ten years of friends and family. He was, however, excited for new possibilities. Steven packed all he could into his late model Honda, sold or gave away the rest, and turned in his apartment keys. After one last goodbye party, which lasted into the wee hours of the morning, Steven was ready to begin anew.
Arising early from crashing on a friend's couch, he quietly snuck out into the early morning light to his fully packed and gassed vehicle. As he watched the Denver skyline go from full scale buildings to what seemed like a toy model in his review mirror, he was on his way. Seattle, a few hours short of a full day's drive from Denver, was exactly the kind of driving challenge Steven love to accept. Most people would split the trip into two parts. But Steven was not most people.
"Google maps, says a few minutes shy of 20 hours. I bet I can easily do it in 17 pushing the limit in the many wide-open stretches if I'm following some other idiot speeding, stopping only for gas, food, and bathroom breaks," he thought to himself.
In the wide-open expanses of Wyoming, moving along at nearly 90 mph, it is easy to let one's mind wander to the past and future, ideas and dreams. Steven fell into the rhythm of the road. He wondered what Seattle would be like. He wondered how he would meet new friends. The only person he "knew" was his new roommate, Andy, whom he had only spoken to through an online connection and was also going to be new to Seattle. He wondered if they'd get along. While he seemed cool enough in their brief conversations, he was experienced enough to realize that you never really know someone until you've spent quality time with them. Steven hoped he wasn't some uptight prick.
As he was driving, Steven reflected on his most recent relationship. Katie was one of the smartest people he had ever met. It's what instantly drew him to her. They had the easiest connection, the kind that makes people fast friends. They had been introduced by a mutual friend at a party. Their playful banter quickly led from meeting for coffee, to phone conversations that bled well into the next day, to dinner dates, and ultimately an intimacy that is reserved for, what Steven believed, only a lucky few get to experience.
On their fourth date, they had gone out to a hole-in-the-wall karaoke bar. They spent the entire evening vacillating between downing shots and making fun of the never-ending line of attention starved middle aged has-beens.
After one painfully bad rendition of Air Supply's "I'm all out of love", Katie piped up, "I'm going to be all out of hearing if we stay much longer. Want to get out of here?"
Without missing a beat Steven shouted back over the newly starting song, "You bet!"
Katie grabbed Steven by the hand and lead him to the front door. Steven loved her assertiveness. She had a delicate way of being a confident leader and yet not completely dominating at the same time. Once outside she immediately was on her phone hailing an Uber. Steven asked, "Where did you want to go next?"
"My place," Katie said with absolute certitude, the kind Steven knew not to argue with. Not that he wanted to argue with her either.
Steven's mind was swimming in anticipation. Up to this point in their relationship, they had only kissed goodnight, but something in the way she said "my place" had, in no uncertain terms, communicated they would be doing more than just kissing by the night's end.
The Uber pulled up and they climbed into the back, Steven first then Katie. He scooted all the way over and she sits right next to him in the middle. As they car pulls away, they put on their seatbelts. Steven glanced over at Katie. He noticed the way a soft curl of her hair has fallen against her cheek. "God she is beautiful," he thought to himself. Noticing his gaze, she glanced over, smiles, and reached for his hand. As he turns to look forward, she leaned over and places a soft kiss on his neck, and then another, and then another.
The sensual string of kisses induced an immediate effect on Steven. He felt a stirring in his pants that millions of years of evolution assured would be automatic. He glanced down to see her short dress had ridden up he legs slightly. He eyed her legs and noticed that above her knees there was just a hint of soft blond hairs that he could make out with every passing streetlight. He hoped that this meant she hasn't subscribed to the notion that women should shave to look exactly like little girls. Steven preferred woman more natural. Not an ape per se, but a woman none the less. Nothing is more repulsive to him than fake tits and a desert where some semblance of a forest should be. He couldn't quite understand the typical modern male's ideal of the female body.
They arrived at her condo a short 8 minutes later. Katie led him by the hand as they sauntered up to her door. She reached into her purse and pulled out her keys. Steven's heart was already beating a little faster in anticipation of what he imagined would follow. He was looking forward to going in and see what unfolded next.
Katie suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. Their bodies started to pull closer together as naturally as two magnets. At first it is just soft on the lips, but soon their kiss evolved from a teenage crush to adult intimacy as they shared the most deep and passionate kiss. Their mouths began to open, and they gently explored each other's mouth with their tongue. Steven loved the gentle probing, the sensation of giving and receiving in the same moment. The excitement seemed to spread to every inch of his body.
This is the first time that Steven has held her this tight for so long. Sure, they'd had their goodbye kisses, but it wasn't a full embrace. Now he was holding her, really holding her. Katie's thin summer dress gave him the opportunity to sense the outlines of her body. Katie was an avid runner, and as such, had a runner's body. She was very fit and lean, but not the kind of lean that makes you want to send a girl to an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Oddly enough, the first thing Steven noticed as he wrapped his arms around her is how firm and muscular her mid riff was. His arm rested just above her hips and he could feel that most womanly defining curves. He could also feel the hem of her underwear just below the surface layer of the dress. He wondered what she looked like in her underwear.
With each passing moment they pulled each other tighter and tighter into each other. Steven started to notice other, more exciting outlines. He could feel the soft swells of her chest pushing into his. She was not a large chested woman, he guessed a B cup, but he loved the feel of her breasts against him. That soft cushion that provides curves and comfort.
But it was the last outline that brought definitive swelling to his member. The more they pressed together the more he could feel her mound grinding into him. His holding her had informed him that all that lay between her naked flesh and him was a thin summer dress and her panties. This was more than his manly senses could process, at which time he allowed nature to take over and let the blood fill his cock. He wasn't hard as a rock, but there was no way that she didn't notice and feel the lifting bulge in his shorts. In fact, Steven felt like once he started to grow, she pushed a little more firmly against him.
After a short while, Katie slowly pulled away from their kiss, while their bodies remained pressed.
