Chapter 3: Night Out
Recovered from our morning activities, breakfast consumed and coffee savored, we dressed and Kay showed me the town. University towns always fascinate me. I find they have a unique energy level. I also love the mountains, and as Boulder is nestled at the base of the Rocky Mountains, I was beginning to already like this town a lot. My beautiful sexy cousin, a very lovable and fuckable cousin as it turns out, a lovely town, a lovely day and more adventures to unfold. I was glad I made the long overdue trip.
We enjoyed the day out exploring. Having coffee and browsing books together at a local Barnes and Noble. We caught an early afternoon movie and held hands and fondled each other in the dark like high school kids. We walked across campus enjoying each other's company.
Kay had reservations for dinner in Denver. We went back to the house to freshen up and get dressed. When I came out, Kay was already in a beautiful calf length fur coat and her lower legs clad in very stylish high boots. I whistled softly and simply said, "Wow."
She smiled with pleasure as I opened the door and we walked out to the car. As Kay sat and swung her legs into the car, her legs parted, her coat fell open, and I was treated to a view of her lovely thighs all the way to her crotch. "Jay?" Oops, she caught me. But what's a guy to do when in the presence of beauty and seductiveness.
The valet gave Kay an appreciative twice over as she stood up out of the car. I wondered if she had given him the same flash of thigh. Inside, when I helped her out of her coat, my breath caught. She was draped in a black cocktail dress, made of fabric, not shear like the one she wore the previous evening, but plunging front and back, hinting at revelations that might occur at any moment. Her breasts were covered, but the fabric threatened to slip off with each movement. The neckline dipping to, I'm not sure just where. Likewise, the fabric coursed down the flat of her back in a flowing curve, stopping just above the cleft of her bum. The boots she was wearing I could now see were knee height, black nylons continued up, drawing my eyes to the high hemline of the cocktail dress. Heads were turning again as we were ushered to our table.
"Kay you look fantastic. Every eye was following you across the room to see if anything important was going to be revealed."
"Hmmm, you know, after I order I will have to visit the powder room briefly. Too bad it is way out in the lobby, isn't it?" she asked impishly.
Our waiter arrived and couldn't keep his eyes off Kay's cleavage as she moved strategically to let first one breast, then the other threaten to fall into view under the loose draping of her dress. I was having fun watching Kay torment the poor kid. His eyes riveted on her chest as she shifted and leaned back and forth, her breasts moving seductively under the slippery material, her nipples erect and proud. I was sure her areolae were exposed at times, but the low light left you wondering.
We placed our orders; the wine was opened and poured. "To my cousin who has astounded me, entertained me, and so completely satisfied me." I toasted Kay.
We clinked glasses and drank the delicious nectar of the gods.
Kay set her glass down and gracefully stood up, flashing me a full view of her breasts as she stooped to pick up her napkin, accidentally dropped in front of me. It occurred to me, as her knees flexed to allow her to carefully reach for the napkin, that she would be lucky to keep her bum fully covered with the short dress. As she stood, I glanced quickly around the room. Several eyes were following the course of her derriere as she stood back up. Kay saw me looking around, a small smile pulling at the corners of her mouth.
"Hmmm, do you think I gave them a show?" She turned and walked across the room carefully picking her way through the tables. Heads swiveled and followed. A few minutes later, Kay returned with much the same effect.
"Well Kay, the fabric isn't shear tonight, but non-the-less, it is definitely more provocative. You haven't let anything truly slip, but everyone is getting an eyeful. You really seem to enjoy this don't you?' I asked with a chuckle.
Our waiter returned to refill our wine glasses. Kay rewarded him with a big smile and when he glanced at her cleavage, she leaned forward causing her dress front to open slightly giving him a nearly unhindered view of her breasts. He paused with frozen look on his face. He recovered quickly and poured each of us more wine, turned and walked away, somewhat reluctantly it seemed.
Wanting to set the tone for the evening, I asked Kay, "Did our afternoon together remind you of anything...?"
She knew I was referring to our intimacies several years ago. "Yes, I still think of that movie we went to see, the one with Banderas and Jolie, the one with all the nude sex scenes? We were in the balcony, back row, nearly alone. You had your arm around my shoulders and had undone a few buttons of my blouse, your hand inside, fondling my breasts. I reached up and unbuttoned the rest so my breasts were almost completely exposed. You were so shocked. But when I put my hand in your lap, I could tell you were also aroused. Your cock bulging, wanting to stand up straight but trapped by the fabric of your jeans."
"Yes, I still think about that as well. I was thinking about it at the movie this afternoon." Kay was always the risk taker. Kay was always the wild one. "You were an exhibitionist back even then weren't you? I couldn't believe it when you reached over and undid my belt and pulled down the zipper of my pants. But it felt so good when you reached inside my underwear and freed my cock. I was so incredibly turned on. I could see your breasts, fondle your breasts, and having your hand between my legs holding my penis was so exciting. And doing it in the dark theatre with other people nearby added a crazy energy to it. I was anxious at first, but you were so bold, you were amazing."
"Having my breasts exposed like that and taking your cock in my hand in public was an incredible turn on I have never forgotten. The cool air of the theatre on my bare skin, I could feel my nipples tighten and stand up. It kind of hooked me right there you know, being somewhat of an exhibitionist. Do you remember the mess we made?"
"How could I forget? You jerked my cock a few times and I came all over myself. My cum shot up all over your hand and the front of my shirt. Fortunately Anthony and Angelina were making appropriate noises at the same time, and I think everyone was paying attention to Angelina's naked body at the time. However, if they had caught a glimpse of you Kay, I think we would have become the center of attention."
