The mystery was finally about to be revealed. It was not a major mystery, or even a minor one. More like curiosity. I had never been invited into the little house on Venice Beach, but I guess Karen's roommate was out of town, and the coast was clear. I had certainly driven by many times, when I picked Karen up for coffee or lunch, but never been inside.
It had been a late, late night at work, and when I called to say hello and Karen asked me to stop by for a cup of coffee, it sounded like a nice relaxing end to the day. Of course that was about an hour ago and it was already 11 PM by the time I actually got out of work and made the long drive to the Westside. Finding parking was no picnic either, but there I was knocking on the door. I wondered whether she would even still be awake.
I knocked softly and then a little louder. I was sure she was asleep, when I heard a soft voice from inside say " Come in, It’s open." I slowly pushed open the door, and found my self in a quaint, but typical Venice Beach House. So that Mystery was solved, but where was Karen?
"Here, on the left" a sleepy voice called, as I followed the sound into a small bedroom, filled with a large bed. So, that was the famous bed purchase I had heard so much about. "I'm sorry" Karen said, "but I thought you weren't going to make it. So I lay down to watch some TV and I fell asleep."
Jokingly I replied " Well that is not very nice, I am wide awake, and ready for coffee and entertainment, and here you are falling asleep on me."
"I know. I know." She mumbled, " I promise I will make it up to you another time, but I really am not in the entertainment or coffee mode right now. I wish you had come by earlier." "Its Ok" I replied, " I know it's late, maybe next time, so have sweet dreams and I will talk to you soon"
I started to walk out the door, and then I don't know what came over me, but I had all kinds of mischievous thoughts, as I decided... well it was not OK, now that I was here, and maybe all I needed to do was wake Karen up in the right way.
As she sleepily mumbled goodbye, I turned and walked back into the room, and slowly lifted p the bed covers at the end of the bed, and knelt down on the floor. What are you doing "she mumbled, "Don't, its cold" but I just ignored her, and started to softly kiss and lick her feet and toes, working my way up her ankle and calf.
"Stop it! Stop it! " She said sleepily, but I ignored her, continuing to work my way up her leg, making sure to kiss behind the knee, and then slowly kissing up her thighs, while running the tips of my fingers up the side of her legs. I think I felt the first beginnings of a squirm, but I just kept going. I made sure I did not kiss her between the legs, but just spent a lot of time kissing all over thighs, particularly the insides. Maybe my lips did brush across her groin for a second, but I made sure they did not linger. Now she was definitely squirming, as I continued to softly kiss and lick and nibble my way up her stomach, all around the belly button, working my way to her chest. I kissed all around her breasts and nipples, making sure to never actually touch them, though I did allow myself to brush against them a few times, and I saw them start to harden.
Karen was definitely squirming now, and I noticed her breathing pattern change slightly as I continued up her shoulders and collarbone to her neck, ears face and finally lips. We kissed softly at first and then a little more deeply, and passionately, before I pulled away again and started working my way back down. Of one thing I was certain. She was definitely not asleep.
