My dear cousin Katie picked me for our little shopping trip in the late afternoon, last Saturday. She was dressed festively in a beautiful red coat, with a sprig of holly on the collar and a cute little matching hat. "Is that mistletoe?" I asked as I kissed her cheek.
"It's holly," she replied, "But that's OK." I used to think of her as "cute little Katie". She may have outgrown that nick name, but Katie is still gorgeous. I think it might be true that fifty is the new thirty. When she was a teenager and in her early twenties, back when she was my little brother's lover, she was a cute girl. I shouldn't say this, but her little sister Nicole is even cuter. That's just a comment on cuteness. Now, with a few lines in her face and the character that the years bring, she is a gorgeous woman.
She still has a gleam in her eye, especially, when she's horny. She had that gleam Saturday afternoon, when she picked me up. Katie always was a very sexual creature. Fortunately she married a man that appreciates her talents and appetites. Well maybe not all of her appetites. Before Kate was married, she slept with nearly as many girls as she did boys. She gave all that up when she got married. I looked at Kate's sparkling eyes and her glistening lips and trembled as I fought the temptation to give her another kiss, a lover's kiss. That would have to wait.
I'd returned to my little hometown a few months before the holidays and had gotten reacquainted with Kate and her little sister, Nikki. Both of whom had been lovers of Teddy's when they were young. Once Kate found out that Teddy and I were writing about our early sexual exploits, she was enthralled. Teddy's story held a special fascination for her since she was a central character.
Kate called me late one night to tell me her version of a particular encounter between Teddy, her and an Asian girl named Li. By the time she had finished the story, she was breathing rather fast and talking quite slowly. As the story reached its climax, well so did Kate. It took me a few more seconds, but I reached my own climax. Hearing Kate's ragged breath and faltering speech sent me over the edge.
We've made a habit of our bedtime story calls ever since. It wasn't long after the calls started, that we began to see more and more of one another, and began to flirt and act like little school girls. We went shopping and held hands at the food court, making eyes at each other. We made out in her car and got together when ever we could. I guess you could say she's my girlfriend now.
We had a very special night right after Thanksgiving. Kate, her little sister Nikki, my little brother Teddy and I all got together for a night of drinking, dancing and debauchery. We all ended up in Ted's hotel room and there, Kate and I realized that we are actually in love. I don't intend to steal her from her husband of all these years, I just want to be her lover.
When Katie and I planned our Christmas shopping trip we knew that it would entail more the an excursion to the mall. We chose the Westgate Mall, which is outside a town nearly twenty miles away so as to avoid running into Katie's friends that would surely be shopping that Saturday before Christmas. Another reason we chose that mall, is that there is motel at the freeway exit there, just in case.
We wrapped up our last minute shopping in time to have lunch at a bistro near the mall. We chose to pass on the crowded food court in favor of a dark booth, where we could sit together, hold hands, share some wine and enjoy one another's company.
We kissed in her car outside the mall and outside the restaurant. We couldn't get close enough together. We ate our lunch, both struggling not to drag the other beneath the table and just go wild. We finished our lunch, paid our tab and walked to Katie's car, hand in mittened hand. We made out in her car once again before agreeing to pick up a bottle of wine and stop at the motel. I had to have her and she felt the same about me.
We got into the room, filled the sink with ice and deposited our wine there to chill. We started to kiss before we'd even removed our coats. I took Kate's coat from her and she took mine. We tossed them on one bed and tore the bedspread off the other. We stood at the foot of that bed, kissing and running our hands all over each other.
There is something very sensual about running one's hand all over a woman's fully clothed body in the winter: the fabrics and textures, the different temperatures of the surfaces after coming in out of the cold. I could feel the straps and clasps of her under garments that I hoped I'd soon be removing. Kate's nose and cheeks were still cold, but her lips were warm and her tongue was hot and wet.
I pulled Kate close to me and felt her firm breast, supported wonderfully by her expensive bra against my own breasts. We held one another and kissed tenderly for several minutes as we unwound. As consumed with passion as we were, we were able to pull our selves together and relax, a little.
We kicked off our shoes, poured ourselves a glass of wine and settled down, eyes lock on each other. Kate professes to find me as beautiful as I find her. I looked her up and down, and licked my lips. "I could just eat you up," I said.
"Then why don't you?" she replied, and began to unbutton her blouse. I remembered a story about her that Teddy had shared with me. It was about when she and Teddy were little kids and were hiding in a closet during a game of hide and seek. Teddy kissed little Katie from head to toe, with all her clothes on, of course. She had done the same to him in return. Years later, the second or perhaps the third time they'd had sex, Teddy kissed her naked body from top to bottom, much as he had done before, that night in the closet. Teddy let his lips linger in some very special places that time. I wanted to kiss Katie from head to toe and taste every crevice and crack .
By the time I had gotten to my feet and made my way to Kate, her blouse was open, revealing the cleavage of her sumptuous breasts, above that wonderful bra. I kissed her warm, wine flavored lips and sucked at her tongue as it flicked my lips.
I kissed her forehead and then each eye. She knew immediately what I was up to and sighed. She undid the top button of her slacks and unzipped them, before starting to loosen the fasteners of my clothing. As I kissed each of her cheeks, each ear and then her neck, Kate opened my blouse and caressed the warm, bare flesh of my ribs.
I continued kissing my Katie, gliding my lips down her shoulders to the softness of the upper globes of her breasts. I pulled her to her feet, pushed her blouse back off her shoulders and watched it slide down her arms. I unclasped her bra and removed it as well. She did the same to me. We stood there naked from the waist up gazing upon one another. I kissed each of her nipples and dropped to my knees. I kissed all over her flat, firm stomach, flicked my tongue in her navel the kissed father and farther down, until I reached the waistband of her panties.
I placed my hands on her hips and turned her around slowly, planting gentle kisses along her waist, until I reached the small of her back. I kissed my way up her spine, to her shoulder blades, then her shoulders. I kissed and nibbled across her left shoulder to her arm and all the way down it to her hand and then her fingers. I made my way back up, across to the right arm; down that one, to the wrist, the palm, to each and every fingertip and back up again.
I found something specially enticing about the smooth skin of her shoulders. I allowed my lips to linger there, moving from the right side to the left and back to the nape of her delicate neck, barely making contact with her tender flesh. I brushed her hair aside and kissed up the back of her neck as far as I could, parting the baby-fine hair with my breath as I pressed my lips against her skin. Katie heaved a deep sigh.
