Making it Hard for Me
Friday:
Christopher (Chris)

Chris sat at his desk in his English Literature class at Tulane University in New

Orleans watching as his fellow students filed into class. He sat all way at the top

of the auditorium, where he thought he would be the least noticed and where no

one else would want to sit. Chris had long, straight, jet black hair that was cut in an

emo style without all the gel so it just fell naturally to his neck and covered his

tan face. He was tall at 6 feet and had a lean built frame. Today, he is wearing

black skinny jeans that fall just below his waist with black chuck taylors. He has a

tight, gray ribbed long sleeve shirt that outlines the muscles on his lean frame. He

has a thick black leather band on his right wrist, and a silver ring on the left

side of his full lower lip.

Katarina (Kat)

Kat was running late again for her English Literature class. She always seem to get

sidetracked by one thing or another. Today, it was visiting her physically and

mentally handicapped niece at the University’s employee daycare. Kat’s sister,

Katherine was the secretary at the University’s Engineering Department. She

gave birth to her niece, Kayla, 5 years ago. Katarina had been there for her big

sister helping her out with whatever she could. She loved her sister and niece.

When she stopped by the daycare today to spend time with Kayla, the employees

were having a hard time getting her to take a nap. So, Katarina stayed to calm her

down and put her to sleep by rocking her, one of the methods that always helped

soothe her. But, now she was running late for class again. Katarina was 5 feet 7

inches in height, she had a nice curvy figure with D cup breast, a small waist,

round hips and an ass she was absolutely proud of. She often thought it was not a

body that most white men would find ideal since it is not playboy material by a

long shot. But, the black and latino brothers sure as hell appreciated it. Today,

she wore a blue jean mini skirt which showed off her smooth, muscular, caramel

colored legs and a red relaxed fit V neck T-shirt that gave onlookers a nice view

of the top of her firm breast, finished off with simple tan flip flops. Kat

considered this one of the most comfortable attires she could wear. She never

wore much makeup just a little lip gloss to keep her pulp lips from getting dry. She

had her hair down which fell to her mid back in black tight natural curls.

Class had not started, Thank God, I thought. The auditorium was full, so I climbed the

stairs lazily searching for a seat that I would not have to bother too many people to get

to. I spotted one all the way at the top next to a white kid dressed in all dark clothing

with gorgeous raven black hair. I walked up and asked him if he was saving that seat for

anyone, he just shook his head “no” without looking up. I took the chair and proceeded

to quickly unpack my notebook and pen from my incredible hulk messenger bag. In all

my haste I accidently dropped my pen. I bent down to get it. On my way up, my eyes

roamed up his lean, long legs wrapped in skinny jeans till they hit his crotch, “mmmm”, I

thought as I noticed his semi- arousal outlined against his jeans. I wonder how big his

dick is at full arousal because right now white boy looks like he’s working with some

good shit. I wonder if his dick is circumcised, is it pink or tan, or how about I just undo

his pants right now and start sucking his big cock while the class watches. “Mmmm”, I

wonder if he would like that, I lick my lips; I love the feel of a big cock in my mouth.

Suddenly, I hear him clear his throat. Shit, I think I’ve been watching too much porn

I think to myself and shake my head. When my head comes up, I

look into the most beautiful sea green eyes I have ever seen. “O…MY… GOD…, you are

beautiful."

I whisper before I can catch myself. He quickly looks down again shielding

his face from my view once again with his hair.

Christopher (Chris)

I’ve noticed her walk in late almost every day for the past week since the semester

started. I haven’t really paid attention to women as of late. For the past 3 years, I’ve

been focused on finishing school and getting the hell out of this god forsaken town.

Three years ago, one of the many chicks I regularly hooked up with called me and told

me she was HIV positive. Talk about something to put your life into perspective. I

realized getting laid should not be my goal for the day. That was the scariest time in my

life. When I thought I could have a life threatening disease, suddenly sex was not a

priority in my life as it once was. I stopped having sex, got tested regularly for a year

and thankfully I did not contract any STD’s from my man-whore activities. Another

reason I remain celibate is my brother, Chase. His dumb ass got some girl pregnant and

decided it was his manly duty to marry her. Well, she lost the baby six weeks into the

pregnancy and now is stuck in a love less marriage. It is painful to watch those two; I

don't consider myself a romantic but if I ever get married, I want to be utterly and

totally head over heels in love with the woman. I refuse to settle for anyone just because

it’s convenient. My brother, Chase is ten years older than me, at 32 years old. We were

raised by a single mother who worked her ass off for us. Unfortunely, mom died when I

was 18 from Stage 4 lung cancer. She was diagnosed pretty late in the progression of

the disease so she passed away 3 months after she was diagnosed. The doctors said

since she was diagnosed so late there was nothing they could do. Good thing was she

didn't suffer too much. My brother opened an Auto repair shop a year later called “Chase

Auto Repair Shop”, creative I know. Anyway, it is near the University and does really

well. He makes a good living. I work for him there as his main mechanic after school and

weekends trying to save enough money to leave after graduation this year. As I said, I

don't really pay women much mind anymore, just trying to stay focused on my goals

without any distractions. Of course, I jerk off and it’s nothing like the real thing but I’ve

got too much sense now to fuck up my life. I never really found myself attracted to

African American women, but this girl has me intrigued. Today, she is the last one to

enter class again. I see two beautiful, shapely caramel colored legs walking up the stairs

towards me. My heart starts beating faster as those smooth legs stop right in front of

me. Then my ears hear the sweetest sounding voice in the world ask me if I was saving

the seat next to me for anyone. I was speechless; I never thought she would have such

a smooth, sweet voice to go with that beautiful body. I could only shake my head “no”.

She sat next to me and I began to feel nervous. I have never felt this way around a

woman before. So why her? Next thing I know, she’s bending down giving me a

wonderful view of her voluptuous breasts and I feel myself getting hard. I close my eyes

for a second to try and calm down. When I open them, I see her staring at my hard on

licking those luscious lips. That is one of the fucking sexiest things I have ever seen and

have to clear my throat to avoid groaning in pleasure. When I clear my throat, she looks

up. God, she is absolutely gorgeous up close. Her big brown almond shape eyes are

breathtaking. I think I hear her whisper that I’m beautiful. And I immediately drop my

head,I'm not completely sure how I should feel about that. I don’t want to complicate

my life right now. I want to finish school and possibly move to Texas where my

Mechanical Engineering Degree will give me a vast choice of jobs. But, this girl next to

me makes me feel like I want to make love to her and not just for a day or a weekend

but for the rest of my life. Can it even be possible to feel this way when I haven’t even

said one word to her? I spend the rest of class avoiding looking at her and run out when

class is over.

Katarina (Kat)

I did not get embarrassed when I said he was beautiful, I like honesty and I absolutely

thought he was beautiful. I admit I am a flirt. I love flirting but I also know I’m a tease.

If any of the men or women I flirt with would take me up on any of my suggestive

comments, I’d shit myself. It’s easy for me to flirt with guys or girls I don’t think have

any real interest in me or me in them. So, my perspective on a lot of my male

interaction is flirt because it’s fun and gets a lot of laughter which makes me happy. If

I'm to be honest I’m not as confident as I appear. I do have some self-esteem issues but

cover it up well with humor. I keep stealing glimpses over at him during class but am

trying hard not to appear stalkerish. But, I so want to see those intoxicating green eyes

again. No such luck, when class is over he runs out. O well, maybe he has something

against African Americans. I am well aware of the world we live in.
 
 

Chris and Kat

Chapter 2
Katarina (Kat)

I thought about Mr. Gorgeous eyes all day and not the way I usually

think about men. Usually, when I see someone I find attractive I

fantasize about having sex with them, go home, use my vibrator and

am happy for the rest of the day. But, Mr. Gorgeous eyes, I just want to

see again. I just want to look at him and take in all the details of his

features. I wait around campus until 5 pm to give my sister, Katherine and niece,

Kayla a ride home. Her car’s been in the shop for 2 days so I’ve been

chauffeuring them around. I don’t mind because I get to spend time

with two of my favorite people. I go to the daycare to pick Kayla up.

I walk in and greet the employees. I turn to my little angel and say in an

exaggerated, drawn out voice, “ hiii… pumpkin”, and am rewarded by a

beautiful smile full of recognition. Kayla sits in a customized wheelchair,

packed and ready to roll. Kayla is not diagnosed with a certain

condition. The doctor’s claim the umbilical cord was wrapped around

her neck during childbirth therefore depriving her of oxygen for a few

minutes this caused various abnormalities. She has no use of her

legs, she can use her arms, and so far in her short life has not been able

to form any coherent words but can make sounds. She does, however,

have facial expressions that will definitely let you know how she’s

feeling. I give her a kiss on her forehead as those big brown eyes of hers

stare up at me and wheel her out. “Alright, sweetie, let’s go get your

mama and go home, whatcha say?” “Yes, me too.” I tell her. Katherine

lives at home with our parents. After Kayla was born, her boyfriend

could not handle Kayla’s condition, so the fucker left. My sister refused

to file for child support. She said she did not want to force him to be in

her child’s life and that Karma was a bitch, it would catch up to him

sooner or later. So, she moved back home at age 23 and has

been there for 5 years. Our mom helps her out a lot with Kayla and me

think she enjoys the company since our father goes out of town often

due to business. I drop them off with a quick goodbye and a kiss and

head to my house to relax. Katherine text me 5 minutes later: 4 GOT

TO TELL YOU, CAR WILL BE READY TOMORROW AFERNOON.I’LL BUY

YOU LUNCH AS THX U FOR RIDES THIS WEEK. I text back: HELL YEAH!!,

because I fucking love to eat.

I live in a 4 bedroom, blue and orange shotgun house in uptown New

Orleans near campus with my 2 roommates and best friends in the

world. My father is the president of a company called Gulf Engineering,

it’s a consulting company for refinery and chemical plants worldwide.

Our family is pretty well off. My father pays for all my living expenses

and I get an allowance once a month until I finish school and can

support myself. I’m spoiled but not rotten. I know I’m fortunate to have

what I have and am very grateful for it. My roommates are Michelle

and Denise who we call Dee. Michelle is this Megan Fox look alike, drop

dead gorgeous, every guy’s wet dream type of girl. We met our

Freshman year at Mercy Academy all girls Catholic High School. We

bonded out those bitches hatred towards us. Me, because of the color

of my skin. Michelle, out of jealousy because she was so

hot. So, Michelle and I bonded and watched each other’s back. We got

into a few fights and a hell of a lot of shouting /cursing matches.

I learned how to spew out the greatest fucking mix of insults and swear

words you can imagine. Michelle used to say it was like watching an

artist paint. I love my girl, she is closer to me than my sister because we

have been there for each other through the hardest times in our lives. I

did not date much in high school, I tried a few times but detested the

feeling of being tied down to one person. I wanted to be free to kiss

and flirt with who I wanted, when I wanted. Michelle, on the other

hand, loved all that one guy to call my own bullshit. When we were 16,

this idiot asshole dumped her saying she gave shitty blowjobs and

found someone better. That year, our sophomore year of high school

we spent perfecting our kissing skills and our dick sucking skills. We

would practice different kissing techniques on each other: sucking,

swirling our tongues in various directions, biting. We became pretty

dam good at it, I never got any complaints. Blow jobs were a little

harder to practice, we watched a shitload of porn, we practiced on

cucumbers and bananas. Michelle said bananas were good in case their

dick was extra curvy. But, we needed a real dick to practice on to make

sure we were doing it right. I suggested my comic book store friend

Anderson Wright. Every few weekends a month I’d go hang out at

Galaxy Comics, especially when Michelle had family shit to do. She

wasn’t into that stuff. I met Anderson there, he was there every

Saturday, I don’t think he had any friends. I loved talking to him, we

would talk about anything from DC Universe, Marvel Universe,

upcoming stories, Star Wars. In short anything geeky and nerdy, I loved

it, it was my Haven a lot of times and he was part of it. Anderson was

this tall, skinny, white kid with light brown hair and dark blue eyes. I’m

a sucker for beautiful eyes. But, I wasn’t into Anderson like that. I

thought he was one of the coolest peeps I ever met. I guess in some

way I wanted to give him a gift, and what 16 year old straight male isn’t

gonna love having two girls practice their dick sucking skills on them.

I invite Anderson over to my house; I introduce him to Michelle and me

think it’s so adorable how shy and awkward he is. We take him upstairs

and sit him on my king size canopy bed. I sit next to him while Michelle

kneels in front of him, and his eyes look like a deer caught in the

headlights. I grab his face gently forcing him to look at me and ask him

if it’s okay if Michelle and I practice our blow job technique on him. He

was utterly speechless. I move my lips to his and kiss him softly, then I

gently start licking the length of his bottom lip which causes him to

part his lips and I ease my tongue in his mouth. It feels good, I move my

hands to his hair and entangle my fingers there bringing his head closer

so I can stick my tongue farther in his mouth. I hear him groan and

take a peek down to see Michelle has gotten his erect dick out and I

must say it was impressive. She is rubbing it up and down with one

hand while massaging his tight balls with the other. This sight is making

me extremely wet. I moved my mouth from his and start kissing and

sucking his neck. I feel his breath hitch and look down to see Michelle

has started licking his dick up and down like a lollipop. That is turning

me on, I want a taste. I move down next to Michelle and we each start

licking one side of his dick. He’s breathing has become labored and he

lies back on the bed. I leave Michelle as she puts the length of

his cock in her mouth and move back to the bed. I start kissing him

forcefully this time. I swirl my tongue deep in his mouth. I feel his

breath stop for a few seconds and stop kissing him. Anderson then lets

out a slow long exhale. I look down and see Michelle wiping cum from

her mouth and chin. We look at each other and then at a resting

Anderson. We start cracking up. I say,” I guess he liked it”, which causes us to start

laughing uncontrollably again. That was my first sexual experience. I

really did enjoy it, that sense of dominance and control over another

person’s pleasure. We continue to practice our technique for a few

more weeks until we are satisfied we are awesome at it. Anderson was

awesome about stopping, he said every good thing comes to an end. He

was so cute, he even thanked us. Anderson and I continued to hang out

at the comic book store like usual. We went to a few school dances

together and it was cool, we would get a few looks because of the

interracial thing but not too bad or I was so comfortable with him it

didn’t matter. I loved him as much as I did Michelle, that’s why it

shattered my 16 year old world when his family decided to move to

California. Thank God for Michelle who help ease that pain. We tried to

keep in touch, but slowly phone calls became less and less until there were no more. I

still miss him till this day and tell myself I’m going to look him up and visit him after

graduation in 2 years.

Denise (Dee) is my other roommate; we meet our junior year of high

School. Her father received a promotion from his accounting firm in

New York to New Orleans. Michelle and I adopted her the first day of

School, she seemed so lost. We quickly became inseparatable. Dee is so

cute. She is a light skinned black woman; she has a massive set of tight

brown curls on her head that fall to her shoulders. She has a flawless

complexion and big soft lips. Yes, my friends are Hot! Dee is shy

compared to Michelle and I. She is the kindest and sweetest

person I know. She’s the type of person that will help you at the

drop of a hat and never complain.

I park my custom lipstick red Honda CRV in our driveway and no

other cars are there. Dee is probably working at the hospital and

Michelle is probably with Josh, her boyfriend. I guess I’m home alone,

“good”, I think to myself. I am going to take a relaxing bath and then a

short nap before I go out tonight. We are all going to meet up at Rock

N Bowl tonight at 9 pm. It’s this awesome bar/ bowling alley. It’s 6:30

pm by the time I finish my bath, that’s plenty of time to take a nap and

get ready. I lie in my bed and fall asleep thinking about Mr. Gorgeous

eyes, “mmm… beautiful.”I think as the sandman takes over.

Christopher (Chris)

My life consist basically of going to school and working at my brother’s

auto shop. I don’t have much of a social life, choosing to avoid any

temptation. I make it to the repair shop after class and change into

my blue jumper to finish working on the Honda Odyssey, it just needed

new brake pads. I call the lady, Katherine, when I’m done and tell her it

will be ready for pick up tomorrow. She says, thank you and she’ll be

by in the afternoon. I haven’t seen my brother, Chase, today. He must be in the back

doing paperwork. I haven’t been able to get that sexy ass chick out of my mind. I close

my eyes “Mmmm..”, I think of those large firm breast and how I would love to suck on

those dark nipples. And rubbing those long, smooth legs all the way up to her dark,

tight…”Chris! Chris!”, the yelling interrupts my thoughts. “Huh?” I

say. My brother is standing behind me and I know he’s frowning, he

says, “I’ve been calling your name for like 5 minutes, what’s going on

man?” I look down and my dick is hard as a rock, so I don’t turn around.

I just look over my shoulder and say, “nothing, what do you need?”

“I was just asking if you were done with the Odyssey?” he says. “Yep,

even called the lady, she’ll be by tomorrow afternoon to pick it up.”

“okay”, he says and goes back to his office. I’m left by myself with

a major hard on and wonder if I have enough time to go to the

bathroom and jerk off before anyone comes in. Then, maybe I can

get her out of my head. As I’m considering this, I hear my sister-in-law

say,” hey darling, how are ya?” Fuck, that makes my dick go limp fast.

I look at her and nod. I continue putting up some stuff, when my cell

phone rings, it’s my friend Marcus. I met Marcus my freshman year

of college, we had the same philosophy,” Fuck a girl every night.”As my

philosophy changed, Marcus’ did not. So, we don’t hang out as much

anymore. He is a wide receiver on the football team and a member

of Alpha Delta Pi, a fraternity known for partying. So, getting

laid is not a problem for him. Despite this, he is a pretty cool guy

and we do grab a beer every once and a while. He’s invited me to

a few fraternity parties but I always refuse; I tell him I’m not into

that kind of living anymore and he respects that. I answer,” Hey, man

what’s going on?”” you wanna hang out tonight?”Marcus ask, “What

are you doing? you know I don’t do frat parties.” “No man, just

hanging out with some friends at Rock N Bowl, I haven’t see you

in a while and Josh will be there too.” Josh is another friend, I also met

Freshman year of college. He wasn’t a man-whore like Marcus and me.

He actually dated girls and had serious relationships. Marcus and I used

to make fun of him, saying he was too young to be tied down. We used

to tell him we were young good-looking guys and it was our duty try

as many different type of pussy as possible. Josh is a good guy and

had the right idea, we were the ones in the wrong. Last time I talked

to him, he was dating some chick named Michelle I think. He was

really happy. I’m glad, he deserves it. I was about to tell Marcus, not

tonight, when I hear Stacy, my sister-in-law start yelling at my brother,

“Have you made inventory, yet?” Hey, where ya at baby?” And

I quickly change my mind because I wouldn’t be able to stand

hearing that shit all night without silting my wrist. “Okay, what time?” I

ask Marcus. “9 pm.” “Alright, later.” I hang up.
 
 

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Kat:

I walked into Rock-N-Bowl wearing a pair of dark denim skinny jeans and black peep toe 5 inch platform heels that accentuated the outline of my shapely thighs, calves , and ass to perfection. My top was a green relaxed fit cotton blouse with a high neckline and no back just a thin strap across my shoulder blades. I decided to staighten my hair, add some loose curls,and part it to the side. A little lip gloss and massacara and I'm done. I looked good. I was happy, I was ready to have fun.The place has a club feel to it with the DJ spinning  top 20 hits, dim lighting, and various lit disco balls hanging from the ceilings. This place is huge with 40 lanes for bowling and a dance floor separated by a wall with numerous openings that allow either side to peek into the other. Rock-N-Bowl has 5 fully stocked bars lining the back walls with bartenders dressed in faux tuxedo shirts. It's 9:15 pm, I spot my friends at our usual Lane 1, the one closest to the dance floor. Michelle and Josh have their back to me, looking at the dance floor with their arms around each other. Michelle is wearing  cute white high waisted dress shorts and black crop top with those ulgy bowling shoes. Her hair is in a fish tail braid draped over her right shoulder. Josh is dressed in relax fit blue jeans and a fitted white v-neck polo t-shirt. When I  get to them, I slap them both on the ass and squeeze in between them, wrapping my arms around their waist. Michelle immediately wraps her arm around my waist and gives me a quick peck on the lips, " Hello Katty." I answer in my best British accent "Ello my luvs." Josh pulls me close by my neck and kisses the top of my head "you look good tonight, Kat." I really like him for Michelle. They make the perfect couple. Both are totally awesome people. "Thanks, sexy" I reply. The bowling area was simple, a wrap around bench in a semi-circle that sits about 10 people. 5 feet in front of the bench in the middle is the monitor and desk that allows you to track your score with 2 seats in front of that. Dee is sitting in one of the center chairs putting in everyones information. She is wearing Capri jeans and a pretty red tank. Her hair in her signature style of unrestrained curls around her head. I jump in Dee's lap, give her tight hug around her neck and a big wet kiss on her cheek. she settles her arms around my waist and lays her head on my shoulder, "Hey baby girl, how was work?"I say. "Hi Kat, work was good, thanks for asking. Marcus is bringing a friend tonight, your gonna be on his team. They should be here any minute." "Cool. I'm going to go get some drinks and snacks, you want anything special?" Dee says,"Nope, usual is fine." I get off her lap and ask Josh and Michelle if they want anything different, they both say no. Josh tries to give me some money, but I tell him I'm buying this round. I strut over to the closest bar.

Chris:

I went home to shower and get ready. Marcus texted me that he would pick me up because he did'nt want me backing out, that was cool. When I got in the shower my mind drifted back to her again. I started imagining her wrapping those soft lips around my dick sucking it while I guided her with my hand entangled in her hair. I stroke my hard dick and it only takes me a few minutes to reach my release. "Fuck, that was good."I lean my head against the wall to catch my breath but continue stroking my shaft. Good, maybe that will get my mind off her. I knew I was lying to myself because I wanted to jerk off to her again. But, I did'nt have time Marcus would be here soon. I threw on some black straight leg jeans, a fitted cream colored long sleeve with 3 open buttons in the front and my black converse.

Marcus and I walk into Rock-N-Bowl and head towards Lane 1. I see Josh standing there with a beautiful girl which I assume is his girlfriend. I shake everyones hand and catch up with Josh. I am standing with my hands in my pockets listening to Josh when the cute chick named Dee taps me on my shoulder. " Chris, you see that derriere sticking up in the air," she points to one of the bars,"that's your teammate. You mind helping her bring the drinks and snacks over here?" I nod as I walk mesmerized by the perfect shape of that ass.  As I approach, I notice she has her heels on the stool, bent over the bar, reaching for something. I see her foot slip, my reflexes kick in as I run to catch her as she's falling. I hear her yell in surprise. My arm slips inside her backless shirt to encircle her waist and rest on her flat stomach. Her skin is warm and feels silky smooth. I look down to see if she's alright and our eyes lock. It's HER and I think, Shit, I. am. seriously. fucked. I desperately want to kiss her. She looks gorgeous; her hair hanging down exposing all of her lovely face. Her full lips are begging to be kissed. I feel my face inching towards her and watch as her tongue sweeps over her bottom lip in preparation. Suddenly, I hear "Katty, O my God, Katty, are you okay?"

Kat:

"Katty, O my God, Katty, are you okay?" I hear Michelle screaming. He helps me stand and removes his strong reassuring grip  from my bare waist. In my head I scream "No, No,No, Fuck No." Mr. Gorgeous eyes was just seconds away from pressing his beautiful lips against mine and I was more than ready and willing to let that happen. And just like that the moments gone, thanks to Michelle. I try not to sound disappointed when I answer, "I'm fine."  I look over at Mr. Gorgeous eyes, and for some reason just looking at him brings a smile to my face. " Thanks to this handsome specimen of a human being." I say pointing at my savior.  "Well, it's you lucky day, cause that handsome specimen of a human being is your bowling partner. He's Josh and Marcus friend." 

"Hi, I'm Katarina, Kat for short." He has his hands stuffed in his pockets, looking down at his shoes. His hair falls over his face in such a sexy manner it gives me goosebumps. He gives me a quick glance with a smile and says," Hey, I'm Christopher, Chris."I almost melt to the ground , he's voice is deep and sensual. I think I'm swooning, I am swooning like a teenager meeting her favorite boy band member.I want to hear more. I want to hear him say my name. Michelle  bumps me and breaks my trance." Come on, let's get these drinks and food back to our area." When we get back Dee ask," What happened ?" "The fucking bartender was taking too long so I decided to grab the waters  from under the bar myself. Guess that was'nt the smartest move, huh?" or maybe it was thinking of Christopher hovering over me about to join our lips together. Marcus walks up to me with open arms , "Hey darling" and picks me off the floor with a big hug. "Hey, Marcus", I say dry voice," Can you please put me down, I don't feel like being felt up by you right now?" Marcus is Hot, I'm not gonna lie. I've had a few fantasies with my vibrator involving him. But , he is definitely a slut. He looks at me and winks,"Maybe later?" "No. Thank you." Dee grabs his arm," Come on baby, you can molest me, she's no fun." I stick my tongue out at her. Dee and Marcus' parents are close friends he never disrespects her. My theory is he thinks Dee is too good for him, I agree 100 percent. Me, on the other hand, almost fucked him at a frat party where I had too much to drink. Thank God Michelle saved me from  that incredible mistake. Either he thinks I'll still sleep with him, which I won't or he just likes bothering the shit out of me. I have had some decent conversations with him in the past when he's not trying to have sex with me. I'm inclined to think he's a respectable human being when he wants to be. Josh asks," Are we ready to start ?""No", I say, I grab Chris' hand. His hand is rough, I can feel his calluses and I like it. I remember how they felt on my naked stomach and am longing to experience them exploring my body.  "Chris and I are going to get our bowling shoes, we"ll be right back." I pull Chris with me, no objections and that makes me giddy.

Chris:

I am caught off guard by her grabbing my hand but welcome the smooth soft feel of her skin. We are walking towards the shoe renting desk, I feel her staring at me and say," Your in my literature class, right Christopher?" I love the way my name sounds coming from her, I think of her screaming it in pleasure while I pound her pussy. I swallow hard and look straight, "yep." I try to think of something else and erase that image because I can feel my dick starting to grow. We are standing in line with one other person in front of us still holding hands. "Shit", I say under my breath as I see these two girls I used to fuck coming up to me. This is why I avoid these type of college hangouts. They are your sterotypical blonde, blue eye, curveless, American girls. "Hello Chris", they say trying to sound sexy. They are trying too hard, their voice is annoying me. "Hey", I say and I feel Kat pull her hand away. I don't even look at her. I reach and grab her hand again. This time I intertwine our fingers. It feels comfortable and nice. She tries to pull away again, I hold her hand firmly, and look down at her and shake my head "no." I don't remember the chicks names or care to. They look down at our joined hands, I see disappointment and disapproval in their faces. "Well, if your ever free and want to hang out again, you know where to find us, we could show you a good time." I simply say, "no" and walk up to the shoe rental desk. I can feel the girls still staring at us, so I let go of Kat's hand and hug her closer to my body resting my hand on her hip. God, she feels amazing this close to me. I ask the man at the window for a size 12 shoe. I bend down to whisper in Kat's ear, "What size do you need, sweetheart?" She smells like flowers on a spring morning. I know I have a new favorite scent. "Umm, Umm, huh, 7?" I almost laugh at how flustered she looks. It's so cute. I did'nt even notice when the two girls left.

Kat:

The rest of the night was fun. I always have fun with my girls. Chris was alot shyer than earlier. I did get a few smiles to cross his face. Once when we won a game, I ran up and jumped in his arms. He held me with one arm around my nude lower back. When I let go a wide smile graced his face. He was stunning.

We were all going to the club next door after our bowling game. Chris said he needed to go home since he had to work in the morning. I could tell Marcus was not too keen on the idea of leaving Rock-N-Bowl just yet. So, I volunteered to drive him home. Then I hear one of my favorite songs come on "Talk dirty to me" by Jason Derulo and 2 Chainz. I tell Chris I'll be right back to take him home. I grab Dee and head to the dance floor. I can fucking dance; I move my body and pop my ass to the beat of the song. I stare at Chris' deep green orbs while I'm dancing and mouthing the words. It is making me so horny dancing for him while he watches. All the while his tongue is playing with that sexy ass lip ring. JESUS! The things I want to do to this man!

When the songs over, I grab Chris' hand, "Come on honey, I'm taking you home with me."  I'm only half way teasing. I'm not taking him home but I would love to. We say our goodbyes and leave. When we get to my car,I unlock the doors, and ask Chris if he wants to drive since he knows where he's going. He looks hesitant at first. I put the keys in his hands,look him straight in his eyes and say," I trust you, Christopher." And I do, I wholehearedtly trust him.

Chris:

I drive to my house in relative silence but not awkward. When Kat said she trusted me, it made my heart swell. I wanted to rip her clothes off and make love to her right there in the parking lot. She has been looking out the window for most of the ride. She turns to look at me. " Chris, can I say something?". I glance at her, she looks unsure and timid,"Sure."  "I did'nt mean to cockblock you at the shoe rental desk with those two woman, they looked pretty eager to spread for you, sorry." I frown," Don't be sorry, I did'nt want any part of them." "Why?" "I'm not into the casual sex thing." "O, that's kinda different." "Ya, I know. I used to be into it, but it's not worth it. At least not to me." There's silence, I want to ask her if she has casual sex but know it would piss the shit out of me if she said yes. So, I don't ask. I pull up to the house. A 3 bedroom yellow and white cottage home with stairs that lead to a raised front porch. I watch Kat examine the house," Do you have any roommates?", " No, I live with my brother and his wife. My brother made rhe attic into a second floor so that's where I stay." We start talking about different things; family, friends, music, movies, food. At some point we recline our seats all the way back. I peek over at her occasionally but mostly we just stare at the lipstick red ceililng. I asked her about the color, she said she likes it cause it pops and makes her stand out on the road. I am loving this, I want to know her. I don't think I've ever had a conversation like this with anyone. Plainly put, it makes me  happy, something I have not felt in an eternity. I don't want her to go. We are still parked in the driveway with the car running when her phone rings. She looks at it and ignores it. She let's out a sigh, "I guess you need to get some rest." "Yep" I answer sadly. We both open our door to get out. I'm  standing in front of the car looking at those captivating eyes. 

Kat:

"Thank you Christopher. It was really nice meeting you." I had intended to kiss him on the cheek. But when I saw him lick that godamn lip ring, I wanted a taste. I take his bottom lip into my mouth and suck on it gently savoring the feel and taste of him.

Chris:

She starts sucking my lip and fuck it, feels too fucking good. I've been wanting this all night. So, fuck it. I grab her waist and pull her flush against me. I pull back only for a moment and see her brown eyes are full of lust. I capture those willing full lips of hers into a dominating kiss. I plunge my tongue into her mouth and hear a moan. I can't seem to get enough. Our tongues wrestle for the sole purpose of tasting each other. I grab a hand full of that round ass which each hand and lift her up. She instinctively wraps those long firm legs around my waist and her arms encircle my neck. I turn her around while massaging her ass and sit her on the hood of  her SUV.  I move my hands to her inner thighs and spread her legs. I fit my erection on her jean clad sex. I feel her breathing get heavier. She lets go of my lips and starts biting neck as she slowly grinds on my dick. I groan in pleasure. I keep wrapping  my right hand around her hair until my fingers reach her scalp. I pull her head back and once again assualt her those luscious lips. I move my other hand under the hem of her shirt, I am desperate to touch her skin again. I trace my fingers over her bare stomach and ribs moving up until they reach their destination. I pull down her bra and am elated when I finally reach it. I hold her breast for a second enjoying the feel of the weight in my hand. I start kneading it while I rub her nipple with my thumb. I hear her whimper and it makes my dick jump. I do the same to the other breast. I'm not sure how long we are on top of the hood dry humping and making out. But, I finally tell her, "I want you Kat. no. I fucking need you right now."

Kat:

Holy fuck ! This man is all kinds of sexy. I didn"t think he could turn me on even more. But, when he whispered in my ear in a deep, husky voice "I want you Kat. no. I fucking need you right now." My panties got soaked. I nod "yes" cause I wanted him too. I had to tell him something first which I prayed wouldn"t make him change his mind.I stop kissing him, press my forehead against his,put my hands on his shoulders, look into those now dark green eyes. I take a deep inhale of his now familiar earthy masculine scent. "Mmmm."  I am slightly out of breath, "Christopher, I need to tell you something first." "Okay" he caresses my cheek gently. I lean into it, he runs a finger over my swollen lips. I love the feel of his rough hands on me. " Christopher,  I'm a virgin, but I want you soo much right now."I whisper.  I don't know what has come over me, I just know I need him inside me right now. I have gone 22 years and have never felt this overwhelming urge to be with someone, not even when I'm drunk and horny. I can stop myself. When I date a guy, I'm straight with them and tell them I won't sleep with them. They usually don't stick around after that. With Christopher, just after one day, it feels right. I want him. I need him. I'm ready for this. Chris moves back and his eyes have regret in them,"I'm sorry Kat. I can't do this." He goes into his house. I stare at the closed white wooden door with tears welling up in my eyes for a few minutes before I get in my car and drive away.

Early Saturday morning.

Kat:

I drive home in a state of shock. My vision blurry from tear filled eyes and my lips still tingling and swollen from an incredible make out session. I didn't really know how I felt. My emotions have been through a rollercoaster tonight. Mostly in an upward climb but shit that was a hell of a fall. All I keep thinking is," the fuck just happened?" I just presented this incredibly awesome, gorgeous guy the gift of my wonderful virginal pussy and he said "no?" Didn't guys like sacrifice themselves in middle eastern countries for that shit. Unless, he regretted everything and realized he didn't like me as much as I thought he did. Maybe, I was just good enough to fool around with but no way he would fuck a black chick. THAT fucking hurts, I feel my chest tighten and fresh tears escape my eyes. Fuck, that makes sense Kat, I tell myself. I saw those two skinny typical model looking white girls at Rock-N-Bowl. I look nothing like them. Of course I'm not his type. No way someone that HOT, white, and beautiful in every sense of that word could be into me in that way. I should be used to it. Going to a predominately white High School, I learned there are not too many Caucasian men that would want to date or are even attracted to an African American woman. I should not have let myself believe I could have a shot with Chris.

I finally reach my house, when I get inside I go straight to my room. I text Michelle and Dee to let them know I'm not going to meet them out and that I'm home safe. I turn my radio on to the soft rock station. I let my head fall on my pillow and commence to let go of all my tears. I've never cried over a guy like this before. I'm not that type of girl. I've never invested so much emotionally in someone to be in pain like this. The only other time I had waterworks this bad was when Anderson left. Anderson, I miss the hell out of him.  His actually the only other guy I have ever thought of giving my virginity to. Not so much because I was in complete lust for him that I wanted to fuck his brains out and vice versa like I did Chris. But, because we had a strong emotional friendship. I knew he wouldn't hurt me or disappoint me. I completely trusted him. I always thought he would be the perfect person to explore and practice sexual positions with. Hell it work great with learning how to do blow jobs.

But, Christopher. Christopher, I wanted all of him: mentally, emotionally, and physically. And I still do.

My virginity is something very precious to me. I fool around with guys. A girl has needs of course. I do blowjobs. I enjoy being fingered. I let a guy go down on me once but he was fucking awful at it, so it kinda turned me off of it. Physically, I want to fuck. I masturbate a lot to keep my mind off sex on a daily basis. Hell, maybe it is a fairy tale expectation. But, I want to have mind blowing, earth shattering, passing the fuck out sex everytime. I hear all these horror stories from girlfriends about their sexual experiences; painful first times, men only worry about pleasing themselves, never hearing from the man again, small dicks, terrible/ unsatisfying sex. Fuck that, I want to be sure about it. I do not want any disappointments. Like I said, it's probably just an unattainable dream. For now, a girl can dream, can't she?

After 30 minutes of listening to soft rock and crying silent tears,I stop. I feel drained. I stare at the blades on my ceiling fan going around and around until I start getting dizzy and nauseous. It's about 2 am when I decide to get my ass out of bed and clean myself up. I change into my comfortable cotton Victoria Secret night pants with the different color high heel shoes on them and a tight pink tank top. I'm walking to my bed when my bedroom door swings open and in rush my 2 best friends. I have a dark wood king size canopy bed with a leather headboard. Mchelle and Dee both jump in it.

"So, Katty, was it good? He was adorable." Michelle says looking at me. She sees my red, puffy eyes. "Wait. Katty, have you been crying? The fuck happened tonight?"

"Come sit in here. Tell us what happened." Dee says tapping a spot between her and Michelle for me to get in.

"Alright."I say because I need to vent. I need to see someone else's perspective. I want to be told I'm wrong. He really did want me. He left for some other reason, not because he realized it was a mistake . I slip in the spot. I pull my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my knees. I stare ahead at nothing in particular just replaying the whole evening as I retell it. Michelle and Dee turn to me and give me their full attention. I recount everything; from seeing him in my literature class in the morning, to the incident with the girls at Rock-N-Bowl, to our amazing makeout session, and finally to seeing the regret in his eyes as he said he couldn't be with me. At some point in the story, Dee puts her head on my left shoulder and was rubs my back. It was soothing. I did't cry. I told myself I was done. But, I could feel the tears threathing to spill again.

Michelle says," What an asshole, he doesn't deserve to have your kitty-cat."

"Yeah, but my Kitty-cat was soo weeping for him." We start laughing. It feels fun. I love my friends.

When we stop, all is quiet. There is a light knock on the door. "Come in!" I yell. It's Josh," Hey ladies." He looks at Michelle "Babe, I'm going to bed. Marcus passed out on the couch. I'll bring him home in the morning." Michelle smiles at him and nods. " I'll be in later."

"Night, ladies." 

"Good night, handsome." I say.

"Night, Josh." Dee replies. This is not the first time Marcus has drank too much to drive and crashes on our sofa. We have an extra room but Marcus never makes it that far. Josh being Michelle's boyfriend stays over at least one night every weekend. Dee and I do not mind at all, especially since he makes us breakfast in the morning.

Both my friends know how I feel about my virginity. Dee says," Kat, you were that sure about this guy after one night that you were going to give it up?"

"Yes." I try to explain to them that it felt like all the planets were aligned and it felt right. I try to explain that I had  this intimate emotionally connection with him that bought a beautiful sense of peace and trust.  And an overpowering need to feel more connected to him through making love. I wanted him inside me. "I guess he didn't feel the same way." I sigh. Michelle grabs my face and holds it in front of her face. "Katty, you are one hot piece of ass and any guy that rejects you like that is a complete douche and you absolutely deserve better than that. It has nothing to do with you. You are a beautiful black woman and anyone with a dick would gladly fuck you. Black, white, asian, doesn't fucking matter. And if he does not want to be with you because you're black then Fuck Them. You are worth more. Got it."

"Yes." I whisper.

"I didn't fucking hear you."

"Yes." I say louder.

"Say, I'm a Sexy Ass Bitch who will get my fucking Sex God Prince fucking Charming that I fucking deserve not some white asswipe who thinks he's too fucking good for my unbelievably beautiful black ass."

"Wow!" I start giggling. " I taught you well grasshopper. That was a classy set of words you strung together." I raise my right hand as if I'm reciting an oath,"I'm a Sexy Ass Bitch who will get my fucking Sex God Prince fucking Charming..."

"Good enough, I love you girls." She kisses me and Dee on the forehead and gets up. " Goodnight you gorgeous bitches, I am going to go fuck my man."

"Night." Me and Dee say together, smiling as she leaves.

Dee turns to me and talks softly," Kat, I don't think he left you out there because he didn't want to be with you. Think about it; he could have slept with the two Barbie looking chicks from the bowling alley, he definetly only had eyes for you while you were dancing, and he was the one who said he wanted to sleep with you first. Maybe, the whole virginity thing scared him. I'm not saying he did not want to sleep with you at that moment but he might have a different reason other than your skin color. If you like this man as much as you seem to, than maybe don't give up on it just yet."

"Okay." I answer. We both lay down in the bed. I look at her,"Thank you, Dee." "Anytime."Then I turn the opposite direction. It is 4 am, I'm exhausted. It doesn't take long for sleep to claim me. 

Chris:

After I close the door,I stand there with my back pressed against it. I keep my eyes closed until I hear her car leave the driveway. I hit my head against the door. The fuck was I thinking. She's way too fucking good for me, she deserves better than my worthless ass. That dejected look on her face, God forgive me. But, I did her a huge favor. I just hope she doesn't completely hate me. I had this primal urge to claim her as mine tonight but when she told me she was a virgin, it bought me back to reality. There's no way I'm meant to be with such a pure, kind hearted, gorgeous human being. I don't deserve her. I bang my head on the door again,"shit, shit, shit, I want her." I huff.

"You want who?" It's my brother, Chase, coming out of the kitchen with abottle of water.

"That girl you were all over out in the driveway just a few minutes ago? What did she reject my O so handsome brother?"

"Fuck you, Chase."

He laughs,"The way you two were going at it  I thought for sure you would be up in your room by now having her screaming your name."

"Yeah, well, you know I don't do that whole one night stand type of shit anymore. Besides that particular woman is way out of my league."

"She didn't seem to be complaining."

"She deserves better than an ex drug head." After my mother died I got into drugs to try to deal with it. I put Chase through hell during that time.  Chase is quiet for a while. He stares at me, I guess trying to decide if I'm joking.

"Hey, Christopher. In all seriousness. Just because you made some stupid choices in the past shouldn't dictate what or who you are entitled to now. Chris, you've turned your life around; you stopped using, you stopped whoring, you are doing great in school ready to graduate this year with a fucking Mechanical Engineering Degree. Holy Shit, man!Your doing fucking awesome."

"Whatever."Chase stands in front of me and puts his hands on my shoulders. He's staring at my face but I'm looking up the stairs past him. " Chris , you know leaving town doesn't change anything. All that shit you did in the past, mom dying, dad leaving,it all still happened. Just cause you leave town it does not erase it. You need to face it and deal with it man. I'm here for you if you need anything." He stares at me for a minute then gives me a quick hug. "It's late, get some sleep. come to the shop after 1 pm today, alright." As he's walking away, he turns around with a smirk on his face,"Seeing you get all that action made me horny, later."

"Fucking pervert." I tell him.

I go upstairs to my spacious attic room. It is simple. When you walk in the black armoire is on the left wall. In the middle of the room is my full size mattress that lies low to the floor on a plain black bed frame.  And theres a black nightstand to the right of the bed with a worn out silver adjustable lamp sitting on top. My mom gave me that lamp when I started high school so I could study at night without disturbing anyone. I brush my teeth and take my clothes off. "Mmm." I can still smell her sweet flower perfume on me. It's soothing and a little arousing. I collapse face first on my bed and bury my head in my pillows. I groan as I grid my dick lighty on top of my soft comforter. I take a deep breath. I don't know if Chase is right. I just know I want to get the fuck out of here. I want  a fresh start in a new city where I don't have to worry about running into an ex drug buddy or a woman I screwed when I go to the grocery store or the movies or grab a bite to eat. I want to go somewhere where I'm not reminded of how I helped put my mother into an early grave or was the cause of my father abandoning his family. I wish I would have meet Kat after I got out of this city. I feel like she could make me happy and help me forget all this shit. Bring me peace like she did tonight. But not here, not this fucking place where everytime I would take her somewhere they'll be memories of what a fuck up I am.

Saturday

Kat:

I wake up around 11 a.m. Dee is not in my bed anymore. I stretch out on my King size bed and rub my bare feet on the soft sheets. Saturday morning. I'm still tired but have to get up. I need to take Katherine to pick up her car in a few hours and she promised me lunch. I feel better about Christopher. I decided I like him. I really,really like him. I liked spending time with him. I liked talking to him. I liked kissing him. I'm even getting the sterotypical butterflies in my stomach just thinking about seeing his gorgeous face Monday in class. I still do not understand why he left after my confession. But, grinding his hard dick on me is a good indicator that he was feeling me on some level. I sigh, the regret in his eyes after. Maybe he thought it was a mistake. STOP IT KAT! I tell myself. I'm not going to think about it, I'll see him on Monday. By that time, I would have figured out what to do and what to say. For now, I'm going to enjoy my Saturday with Katherine.

Our house is not the traditional Shotgun house. It does have the rectangular shape with the rooms lined up one after the other. My bedroom is first, then Dee's, the guest room, and Michelle's is the last room in the house.There are two full baths. One between my room and Dee's which we share. One between the guest room and Michelle's. The front of the house is wider than normal Shotgun homes. It has been renovated to have the living room and kitchen arranged in an open floor plan. It makes it more suitable for entertaining guests. There are hardwood floors throughout the house. Our home is decorated in a contemporary style. There is a red leather sectional in the middle of the living room that can seat 7 people. A large black suede swivel chair sits next to the sectional separated by a side table that the sales person described as origami inspired. It looks like a barrel with geometric shapes cut into it, Dee thinks it's the coolest thing ever. In front of the sofa, is a back and white checked area rug. A 50 inch Sony flat screen T.V. is mounted the the wall facing the sectional.

I walk into the living room, Marcus is lying lazily on the sectional watching music videos on T.V. He is shirtless with a thin sheet covering only below his waist. I can see all the details of the large muscles of his arms, chest,and abs. The man is ripped. His right arm is behind his head and his left hand disappears under the sheet. He turns his head and catches me watching him. He gets a conceited smirk on his face," Hey Kat, you want to help me out with my morning wood?" He slides his left hand up and down stroking his dick under the covers. As I pass him, I hold up my middle finger." Screw you, Marcus." "Exactly, you know you want to." I ignore him and walk into the kitchen area. 

Our modern kitchen has stainless steel appliances. There is a 3 person bar behind the sofa in the living room that looks into the kitchen. It is lined with 3 transparent acylic bar stools. We have a 4 person glass top dining table that is held up by a large, thick, hollow, tree stump. The kitchen itself is narrow allowing only 2 people to maneuver in it comfortably. I stand at the entrance and observe as Josh cooks breakfast and Michelle  places the finished product on serving plates. They are both dressed for the day. Michelle is wearing a flowing green Maxi dress with flat sandals and Josh is in a powder blue and white striped T-shirt and dark jeans. They are freaking perfect together. Michelle notices me first and comes to give me a big hug," Are you alright?" " Yep." Josh looks at me and smiles sweetly," Morning, made breakfast to pay for my overnight stay." I run on my tippy toes to him, wrap my arms tight around his middle,lay my head on his muscular chest, and look up at him with adoring eyes," You know I love you, right? You are welcome to spend the night anytime." "Thanks"' he says and I release him. I examine the food," I'm only going to get some bacon and pancakes cause I'm having lunch with Katherine in a few hours." I annouce. I help Michelle finish placing the serving dishes of eggs, bacon, pancakes, and biscuits on the table. Marcus walks behind me, sniffs my neck, and whispers," Mmmm, offer still stands, anytime." "ugh", I push him hard. He has on a white undershirt and his jeans from last night. I look at Michelle who is making herself a plate of food," Why is it I can get this ass to fuck me but not who I want, to fuck me?" Marcus ask," Who would'nt fuck you?" " Chris" I mumble. He starts cracking up which pisses me off." Why the fuck are you laughing?" I scowl at him. "Cause Chris." he says as if it's an obvious answer. I raise my eyebrows and arms questioningly. He snickers,"He does'nt do one-night stands, says pussy isn't worth the consequences. He had some great epiphany after our first year of college, now he's on some bettering himself type of kick. So, no sweetheart, he ain't going to sleep with you."  "Hmm, okay." I respond cause I don't want to continue this conversation with Marcus. But what he said did ease my feelings of doubt I was having earlier. Michelle stares at me and shrugs her shoulders and mouths the words, " I don't know."I stare at her for a few seconds and then change the subject," Where's Dee? Is she still asleep?" I ask as I sit down with my plate. "I guess so" Michelle answers, "I'll make sure to leave her a plate." The rest of breakfast is uneventful. We just bullshit about school and plans for the weekend. When I finish my breakfast, I tell everyone bye and thank Josh for a delicious meal. They will probably be gone by the time I shower and dress. I text Katherine to let her know I'll pick her up around 2 p.m.

I dress in a cute white vintage romper with a pair of nude Micheal Kors T-strap 5 inch wedges. My hair is in a high, tight bun with my bangs swooped to the side. My makeup consist of lip gloss and mascara only. I look pretty good. As I'm leaving, I notice Dee at the kitchen table with books sprawled out everywhere. " Hey baby girl, you going to study all weekend?" " Yes, madame. Where are you going looking so adorably cute?"   "Visit my sister. You going to make to church and Sunday lunch at my mama's tomorrow?"  Dee nods her head vigorously" Absolutley!" I smile at her, "See ya later alligator." "Later." The girls and I try to do the traditional Sunday lunches after church at my mama's house every week. We might not always make it to church but we always make it to Sunday lunch. I love it, it gives us a sense of being a real family. Sometimes Dee's or Michelle's parents join us. Usually it's just us 3, my mama, my dad if he's in town, and my sister and niece. Josh has been coming for the past 2 Sundays, I think he even looks forward to it now.

I pull up to my childhood home located in a prestigious neighborhood on St. Charles Street in New Orleans. It is a beautiful 6 bedroom 5 bath white colonial style home with cerulean blue window accents. There is a staircase on both sides of the entrance leading up  to massive glass double doors. I enter the quiet home and go to the kitchen because that is usually where my mama is. There she is, feeding Kayla her lunch. " Hello mama." I kiss her on the cheek." Hello my little pumpkin." I kiss my neice on her head. "How have you been Katarina?" " Good mama, let me help Kayla." I say taking the spoon from her hand. " When does daddy come back?"  " Wednesday, he will be in town for 2 weeks." I put the spoon in Kayla's hand and help her feed herself, it's macaroni and cheese. Her grip on objects is getting stronger. That's good, I have high hopes for her. I believe with practice she can improve in many areas. I chit-chat with mama for another 10 minutes and finish assisting Kayla with her lunch and clean her up." You look so pretty Kayla, darling."I pinch her cheeks and get a wide smile which makes me get a goofy grin. I love how such a simple gesture on her part can make me happy. 

Katherine and I have a late lunch at Zea's Rotisserie and grill because I'm craving the Thai ribs and corn grits. " This taste soo good, thanks." I moan. "You're welcome. Thank you for hauling us around last week." She is silent for a while watching me." Katarina, how long do you have left before you graduate?"  "2 years."  " When do you plan on telling daddy that you changed your major to special education?" "Hmmm, never?" I grin. When I started college I was suppose to be a mechanical engineering major with a minor in management. I am suppose to follow in my father's footsteps. He is suppose to teach me the ropes and prep me to take over the company. After my first year, I decided I wasn't feeling engineering and that special education was my true calling. After working with Kayla and spending time at the different facilities among her peers, I found I felt very fulfilled working with speacial needs children. Although I had enough courage to change my major for myself, I am scared shitless to tell my daddy. Katherine was going to be the one to succeed him. After Kayla was born, she quit school to take care of her. Daddy was so disappointed in her. Their relationship has never recovered. I'm his second and only choice left to continue his legacy. I know he'll be devastated when he finds out I'm no longer an engineering major. I'm procrastinating breaking my daddy's heart and changing our father-daughter bond  for as long as possible. Selfish, I know. "He comes back on Wednesday Kat. You should tell him before he gives you an internship at the company and waste both yours and his time. Your excuse of focusing on school can only last so long. I love you little sister, but the longer you lie to him, the more betrayed he'll feel when you do tell him."  " I know, I'll think about it." She was right but I wasn't ready yet and don't know if I will ever be.

I park my lipstick red Honda CRV in a parking space right in front of the open door to Chase Auto Repair Shop. Katherine and I stroll into the shop. There is a handsome 30 something year old man with wavy dirty blond hair sitting at the front desk messing with the computer. He looks up at Katherine and me and smiles," Hello ladies, how may I help you?" He looks pass us and I follow his gaze to my car. He gets a Cheshire cat smile on his sun tanned face, "Who's car is that?"  "Mine," I say," but nothing's wrong with that one. We came to pick up the Honda Odyssey." He ignores that," What color is it?" I give him a bright smile proud of my car color selection," It's a custom paint job, lipstick red. My father paid a pretty penny to have it done. Not another one like it in the city." He extends his hand," I'm Chase, I own this little shop." I take his hand to shake it. "Kat." I didn't think his smile could get any wider but it does,"The only other time I've seen a lipstick red CRV was last night in my driveway." With that he lets go of my hand and winks at me. He's crystal blue eyes filled with amusement. He shakes Katherine's hand. Holy Shit! This is Chris' brother and this is the shop where he works. I don't have time to feel embarrassed by the fact that Chase witnessed my steamy makeout session with his brother. I'm too excited by the prospect of seeing Chris again. My heart is racing. I scan the shop but don't see him. Maybe he didn't come to work today. Wow! That thought crushes my previous excitement. Katherine finishes paying and gets her keys. She hugs me,"Thanks Kat." " No problem." We're walking out when Chase calls me," Hey Kat!" I look back. He has a mischievous smirk and is bekoning me closer curling his idex finger. I narrow my eyes at him and saunter back, "Yes?" I question. He leans over the counter," You know," his voice is smooth and deep now," my brother was right. You are way too fucking beautiful for him." His eyes roam up and down my body.  " But," he stands up, " if you want to see him, he's in the last office to your right finishing up his lunch." He lifts the counter to let me pass. I debate whether to go or not. My desire to see Christopher wins and Chase telling me he said I was beautiful gives me confidence. " Hey darlin," I turn around and he winks at me, " try not to be too loud, I still got customers coming in." He laughs. I roll my eyes and keep walking. OMG! Chris never told me his brother was so cheesy.

I stand outside the door nervous with anticipation. I knock, no answer. I knock again, still no answer. I knock a third time. This time I hear Chris yell," It's not locked." I turn the knob slowly and walk in closing the door quietly behind me. I watch Chris throw away a McDonald's bag before he turns around. And when he does, I just want to rip his clothes off and lick every inch of his well built body. He's wearing a mechanic navy blue jumper with the top half tied around his waist. A white wife beater tank covers the top half of his body. He has these lean perfectly scultped arms, shoulders, and chest. His left arm from the forearm up is covered in a colorful tattooed sleeve. Fucking sexy. "Hey" he says putting his hands in his pockets and looking down. He has light stuble on his cheeks and chin and the way his unkept hair falls around his face is fucking sexy.God, everything about this man gets me wet. He's sweaty, dirty, smells of motor oil mixed with his distinctive masculine body odor," Mmm", and all I can think about is riding his dick. "Hey," I say breathlessly," Your brother said I could come in here," I pause " to see you." He looks confused," He said he recognized my car from his driveway last night." "He's a fucking asshole. Sorry about that." He glances up at me and his tongue starts to play with his lip ring. Fucking sexy. My panties keep getting wetter and wetter. If he keeps doing this shit, I swear  I'm gonna come just standing here. I take a deep breathe cause I need to stop with my pornographic thoughts. I focus on what he just said. I cautiously ask," Are you sorry about your brother or about kissing me?"  "Both." he answers and I see regret in those beautiful sea green eyes again. I feel my heart tighten, my eyes getting wet, all the hope I had earlier about us being together dissipates.

Chris:

I was shocked to see Kat standing here in the office. She looked drop dead gorgeous in that outfit. Those long, smooth mocha colored legs made me think of the fantasy I had this morning with them wrapped around my neck as I ate out her sweet tasting pussy. Her eyes are full of sorrow because I just told her I was sorry about Chase and for kissing her. My heart aches seeing the saddness take over her whole demeanor.

"Is it because I'm black?" she ask.

"Huh? Hell no!" I answer angrily.

"Do you find me attractive at all?" She can barely get it out as she is on the verge of crying. I can't fucking believe she's asking me this. I see the tears start to spill over. Shit! Ugh! I'm trying to do the right thing and keep her away from a loser like me. But I can't stand seeing her cry. It's fucking crushing me. I refuse to have her think any less of herself than what she is. I step in front of her, cup her face in my hands, and kiss her lips gently," Katarina, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." I wipe away her tears with my thumbs. She smiles at me and says in a hoarse voice," You are truly the sexiest man I have ever seen." I stare down at her for a second before I crush my lips against hers. I kiss her hungrily and passionately, trying to put all my desire for her in that kiss and leave no question in her mind that I am without a doubt attracted to her. She kisses me back with the same amount of voracity. My hands move from her face to her chest where they lightly graze over her swollen nipples. I grip her small waist in my hands and walk her until her back is against the door. Her hands undo the top half of my coveralls that is tied around my waist. I feel her warm hand slip into my boxers and grip my dick. I groan into her mouth and feel her smile. She pulls out her hand and I release her mouth to catch my breath. We are both breathing heavy. She looks at me with her lovely dark brown eyes and a seductive smile. She lifts her right hand and stares in my eyes as she licks it from the bottom of her palm to the top of her middle finger slowly and back down again. It's fucking sexy as hell. She brings that hand back to my rock hard cock and encloses her hand around it. I brace myself with my hands against the door. She works my dick with expertise; twisting, jerking, increasing and decreasing her stroking motion, she uses her other hand to massage my balls just right. All the while, she's moaning in pleasure and telling me how much she likes the feel of my long,thick dick in her hands. "Fuck Kat, I'm about to... to fucking... come," I pant with my face nestled in her neck. Her voice is silky soft as she whispers," Good. Cum for me Christopher."And that's fucking it. I do. And it's fucking incredible.

Monday

Kat:

I have 30 minutes before my 1:00 literature class. Plenty of time to visit Kayla, it's on the way to class. Ahh!!! I'm so excited to see Chris, I want to do a happy dance. I haven't seen or spoken to Chris since Saturday. Fuck, that was so hot! That man makes my emotions go haywire. One minute I'm ready to fuck him, the next I'm ready to go on an ice cream eating, self-pity, all night crying binge, then I'm jerking him off. Speak of the devil. I spot Chris casually strolling in front of the library. He's wearing dark skinny jeans and a thin long sleeve shirt. His black backpack is strapped on both shoulders. Damn, his ass looks tight. I'm gonna have to explore that shit next time. "Chris!" I yell. When he turns, he looks aggravated at first but then I see a sweet smile form on his lips. He glances down and waits for me with his hands tucked deep in his pockets. I'm dressed in fitted bootcut jeans, a red swoop neck racerback tank top and brown flip flops. "Hi, handsome." I say as I wrap my arm around his strong bicep. "Come with me. I have someone I want you to meet." He lets me guide him to the Employee Childcare Center. We walk in comfortable silence until I interrupt it."Umm," I hesitate, he keeps looking forward,"Chris," "Yes"  "Do you want my phone number? I know you can get it if you need it, but do you want it?" He stops, I know he sees the uncertainty in my eyes. He holds my face in both hands and kisses me quickly with his pillow soft lips. "More, please." I breathe out slowly. He chuckles, and presses his lips to mine again, this time he nibbles my bottom lip before releasing it. "Yes Kat, I want your number" and hands me his phone.  At the Employee Childcare Center, Kayla is playing with a keyboard. She is doing well with her gross motor skills. She is manuvering her hands purposely to hit the various keys on the keyboard. "Kayla," I coo." I have someone I want you to meet." I stroke her hair. "This is my friend Chris." Chris is standing next to me with an easy smile, "This is my niece, Kayla." "Hi Kayla," he reaches out his hand and Kayla extends an uncoordinated arm. Chris catches her hand and shakes it, "nice to meet you."  "Miss Katarina," Jocelyn, one of the caregivers calls to me. "I'll be right back," I tell Chris. "She likes peek-a-boo," I lightly pat his ass.  "Miss Katarina, are you going to pick Kayla up this afternoon?" " No, Jocelyn, my sister has her car back, so I'll just stop by to visit between classes. Is that alright?" "Of course." "Thank You."     

My heart melts as I see Chris playing peek-a-boo with Kayla. She has one of those big toothy grins on her face and I can hear her giggling too. OMG, she seldom giggles. I rub his ass again cause I can't help it. It feels so nice and firm." Hey charmer, we need to get to class." I kiss Kayla on the top of her head,"Bye pumpkin." " Well, Miss Kayla, it was a pleasure to meet you." Chris kisses the back of her hand. She maintains that large grin. I really, really like Chris. I peck his cheek and give his butt a healthy squeeze.

Chris:

I like how Kat effortlessly shows her affection for me. I know I shouldn't but I want to spend more time with her. Maybe, I can allow myself a few months of happiness before I graduate and leave. I'm certainly not worthy of her in the long run but maybe just for a little while I can pretend that I am.

We leave our literature class together. "Kat, I gotta go to work now." I pause. " What time is your last class tomorrow?" I'm a little anxious, I haven't asked a girl to hang out in 3 years and back then it was only for sex. "Umm," she bites her full lower lip and closes her eyes thinking."11" she finally says." My last class is at 12. You want to come by the shop and have lunch with me before my shift starts?" she focuses on my eyes and I nervously run my hand through my hair. Kat smirks,"Fuck yeah. In the office slash lunchroom, right?" I laugh, "Yep." I kiss her and this time I make sure my tongue tastes hers. I suck on her enticing plump lips. " See you tomorrow," I speak against her lips. I give her a few more hasty pecks before I leave.

Tuesday

Chris:

I'm on my way to pick up some Subway for my lunch with Kat when my phone alarm sounds. I look at it,"Fuck!" I need to go back to school and pick up my schedule for the internship interviews. "Fuck!" I text Kat Sorry, running late. I have to go back to school to pick up an interview schedule.  She answers It's okay. I'll pick it up and wait for you.  I text sorry. Thanks.

I run into the engineering office. "Hey, I'm here to pick up my internship interview schedule." The pretty African-American secretary smiles at me, she seems familiar."Hi. Name." "Christopher James." She looks through the files,"Here you go Mr. James," she says eyeing the envelope. " O , Mr. James, since you are in the top 5% of your class," she looks through a smaller stack of packets," you have the opportunity to interview for an intership position with the international company, Gulf Engineering." "Thanks." I don't show it but that's fucking awesome. That's one of the top companies in the world. The possibility for job placement out of state even out of country is huge.

Kat:

I have on short tan shorts and a baggy off the shoulder white shirt with gold flat sandals and gold bangle bracelets. My hair is in a high ponytail and bangs swooped to the side. I'm dressed too cute for today. "Hello Chase," I greet Chris' attracrive older sibling. He gives me that smug smirk,"Hi sweetheart, dick that good you came back for seconds?" he says with his pleasant southern drawl. "Just lunch this time handsome." I lift the subway bag and wink at him which makes his smile get wider. "Hey, since you gonna be coming around here, come meet my crew." He ushers me to the car repair area with his arm around my shoulders. He has on loose fit jeans and a white V neck T-shirt that shows off the top of his chiseled chest. I leave the Subway bag and my keys on the front counter. "Hey Chico, stop for a second and come meet Chris' woman." I backhand Chase on his chest. Damn, he's solid." I'm not his woman, I'm just a friend." "Well, Shit woman. I want a friend like you." I roll my eyes at him,"Fuck you, Chase" and as soon as the words leave my mouth I regret saying them because I know where this is going. He gets that devilish smirk and glances down at my chest," I most certainly would love to but," he sighs as he holds up his ring finger on his left hand to show the gold band,"unfortunately I'm married," and pouts.

Chico is a 40 something year old Hispanic man. He is bald,tall, and built like a fucking freight train. He has this don't tuck with me ex-gang member type of look. He has a Navy blue mechanic jumpsuit on. His black and gray tattoos on his neck and hands are visible. Judging from that, I'm pretty sure the rest of his body is saturated with tattoos. "Kat, this is Chico, my other mechanic.  Chico, this is Kat, Chris' wo..., " he turns his gaze to me,"sorry, Chris' friend." Chico gives me a smile that seems genuine but awkward. I don't think Chico smiles too often. He wipes his greasy hands with a rag before he shakes my hand." Nice to meet you Kat." He has a thick Latino accent. I could easily see him attaching holmes or esse naturally to his sentences. "Likewise." I smile brightly. "Come on darlin," Chase says as he moves his hand to my mid back to led me to a back door that opens into an unremarkable patio area. There is a wooden pinic table and 2 wooden bench seats on either side of the table. A giant blue beach umbrella in the center of the table provides plenty of shade. The teenage girl that was sweeping stops and watches as we approach."Hi Maria. this is Chris' friend," this time when he says friend he makes quotation marks with his fingers,"Kat." I roll my eyes at him. "Kat, this is Chicos' daughter, Maria. She spends Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoons with us after school. She's a great help around the shop. They had half a day today so she's here early." Maria is a thick girl but has curves in all the appropriate places which makes her body appear more mature than her chronological age. She is wearing jean capris that are cuffed at the bottom, a blue polo shirt and white keds. She has long wavy black hair that is currently unrestrained and whips her face when there is a gust of wind. She gives me a huge smile, leans the broom on a wall, and pulls me into a tight hug. "Hi, I'm Maria. O my God, you are so pretty. Isn't she pretty, Mr. Chase? I love your outfit,OMG, it looks so cute. I love the shorts and shirt and those sandals are to die for. We have to go shopping together. I don't get to shop too much for clothes since I wear a school uniform almost everyday. But, I love your style."She talks fast. It's hard to keep up with what she is saying. I hold up my hand and she stops talking. Good, at least that worked. Did she even take a breath? Jesus Christ. I smile at her. She's cute. I like her especially since she likes my outfit. I look over at Chase. He is rubbing his temples as if he has a headache."It is nice to meet you Maria, thank you for all your compliments."She looks anxious to speak but I keep my hand raised. Chase is backing away to the door we came through and I start to follow. I glance back at Maria who looks so sad and pitiful like she just lost her best friend. "I'll be right back," I tell her. That returns the gleam in her eyes. "Chase," he turns around quickly and rest his hands on the top of the door frame making his sinewy arms flex. When I halt in front of him, he leans his body forward." Can I ask you something?" I say. He smirks" No, darlin. I ain't gonna fuck you. I told you, I'm married." I push his hard chest. " Shut up ass. Where is this saint of a woman, anyway?" He straightens up,"Angie's not here today, I'll intoduce you next time." We're quiet for a second. "Chase why'd you say I'll be around?" He has a relaxed smile,"Cause Chris has never invited anyone to the shop before. Plus that man had a shit-eating grin all day Saturday after you left. So, I figured you're a keeper." I watch him leave as I process the information he just gave me. Okay, so that means he likes, likes me, right?

Chris:

I rush into the Auto Shop. Chase is sitting at the front desk watching me with amusement. "Hey." I greet him. "Hey," he answers. "Your woman is out back with Maria," he hands me the Subway bag and her keys nonchalantly. I would tell him she's not my woman and just a friend but I like the idea of referring to Kat as my woman. I'm also in a hurry so I don't have time to engage Chase in a nonproductive conversation.

Standing at the opening to the patio, I admire my woman in short shorts dancing merengue with Maria. The teenage girl hooked up her phone to the outdoor sound system and convinced my woman to dance with her. Kat's round ass is fucking perfect. I can't take my eyes off of it as she smoothly alternates popping one ass cheek to one side then the other. She follows Maria's moves flawlessly. They gain an audience as Chico and Chase join me at the doorway. Kat and Maria continue dancing skillfullly and giggling until the song ends. We all clap when it's over and Kat and Maria hold hands and curtsy. They both seem very pleased and overjoyed with themselves. This makes me get a ridiculously satisfied grin. I'm glad she's having a good time here. Chico clasp my shoulder, " I like her holmes." "Thanks man." He goes back to work. Chase yells at Maria," Come on girl, go help answer the phone in the front." She races past us, "Yes sir, Mr. Chase."Chase then points at Kat," Remember, no riding that dick today, Chris has a lot of work to do." I'm about to tell Chase to fuck off, when I hear Kat respond. Imitating a southern black slave as she bows her head and cluthches her hands together in a pleading manner she says,"Oh yessa massa Chase, I gon be gud, sir." She grins at him and flips him off. Chase turns away laughing,"Crazy ass woman."

"That was really cool, you're good." I scratch my stubbly cheek. "Latin night at House of Blues." she answers as she sauters towards me. "Sorry I was late. Thanks for picking up lunch." I set the bag on the wooden table. " What do I owe you for the sandwiches?" " A mind blowing kiss and we can call it even." She grins innocently as she steps in front of me. I feel the right side of my mouth curve upward. I really like this girl. I grip her neck, angle my head to the side for better access and smash my lips to hers. I waste no time delving into her sweet tasting mouth. I hear her moan in satisfaction. Our tongues wrestle for dominance as both of us can't seem to savor enough of each other. My hands move to her back and continue their descent until their reach that ass I've been dying to grab. I grope the perfect orbs and she whimpers. I press her against my erection and groan as I grind into her. I 've never been so fucking aroused just from kissing someone. She threads her fingers through my hair as we continue kissing. Kat finally pulls away out of breath. "Holy fuck, Chris! Remind me to pay for lunch again. Wow!" I lean my forehead against hers and softly massage her butt." I guess that qualifies as mind blowing?" "Hells  yes." I smile at her satiated expression. "Come on let's eat."

Kat:

"So, I met Chico. He's one scary looking motherfucker." I say.

" Yeah, but he's good people."

"I like Maria, talks a lot but she has a cute and bubbly personality. Hard to believe that Chico's her dad."

"I know. She comes here afterschool when her moms not home. Chico doesn't like her at home by herself."

"Are Chico and Maria's mom together?"

"Nah, but he takes care of his responsibilites. He's a good dad."

" The only one left to meet is Angie, Chase's wife. Which must be one hell of a woman to put up with him."

"Hmm." Chris just shrugs his shoulders. I can sense he doesn't particularly care for this woman from his reaction.

I narrow my eyes at him," Do you not like her?"

"She's alright." he answers and goes back to eating. I decide to drop the subject.  "Did you pick up your internship packet?"

His eyes light up,"Yep, interviews are in 3 weeks."

"Is there a particular one you really want?" I'm done eating. I put my chin in my hands with my elbows proped on the table and stare at him like a lovesick teenager. Because this man is truly beautiful when you take him all in.

"Yes." he says excitedly. "There's this company called Gulf Engineering, it's one of the most prestigious worldwide. It offers job placement options out state and out of country."

"That's awesome. You must be pretty fucking smart cause only what? like the top 5% of the graduating class are even granted an interview with that company?"

He smiles proudly," Yep."  " Hey, how do you know so much about it?"

"Ummm. My sister Katherine, Kayla's mom, is the secretary in the engineering department." I choose not to tell Chris that my father is the president of the company. I don't want to put any pressure on him or make him nervous or make things awkward between us. I don't even know if that information will affect him but I still elect to keep my mouth shut. I'll tell him after the interviews. He finishes his sandwich and mimics my position with his face in his hands observing me. "So, your dream job is to be a mechanical engineer for Gulf Engineering working in another state or possibly out of the country?"

"Yep. Anywhere but here. How about you. What's your dream job?" he ask with genuine interest.

"Well...I'm not exactly sure." I bite my bottom lip thinking." I'm a special education major but don't want to spend my days couped up in a classroom. I know I want to work with special need kids like my neice, Kayla. But, I want to be able to explore different techniques and approaches with them. So, more  along the lines of special needs therapist. I know. I need to sit down and figure it out one day." I sigh, thinking about my father.

"When you're ready you'll figure it out." He touches my cheek with his thumb.

I reach over and grab his hand as I stand up." Walk me to my car gorgeous." He stands with me and links our fingers. Going through the repair area, I holler,"Chico, it was a pleasure meeting you." Chico nods his head in acknowledgement,"You too." Maria is the only one at the front desk. She is doing homework. "Maria," I let go of Chris' hand as Maria comes around the counter. We give each other a tight hug. "Miss Kat, you are so pretty. Don't forget we are suppose to go shopping. I'm so glad we met. I can't wait til you come by again. We'll definitely chat more then." " Call me Kat. You are freaking awesome and we will go shopping." I assure her. We had exchanged numbers earlier and I even got her to speak slower and more coherently. "Bye sweetie." "Bye Kat."

We walk outside to my car. Chris traces a line from my naked shoulder to my bare clavicle and up my exposed neck. His callused fingers feel so pleasant caressing my skin. We stop at the drivers side door of the CR-V. Chris stands behind me and I shut my eyes as he continues with his manipulations. I tilt my head to further expose my neck and his fingers accept the invitation as they follow a path further up my collar."Mmmm." He takes my earlobe in his supple lips, nibbling and licking it delicately. One of his hands grips my waist while his other hand has found it's way under the top of my shirt. His rough hand softly massage the top of my breasts. He whispers in a deep, hoarse voice," I'll see you tomorrow, Katarina." His breath is warm and he's stubble feels enticing as it scapes over my skin. It sends delectable shivers throughout my body and a pleasurable heat between my thighs. Fucker knows what he's doing. I lean the back of my head on his hard chest. "Later, Chris" I manage to get out. I'm definitely going to have to use my vibrator tonight.

Kat:

I arrive home. Michelle is laying leisurely on the couch watching one of the Real Housewives reality shows on Bravo. Josh is in the kitchen doing dishes. That is a fucking good ass man. "Hey babe." I wave at Josh who turns around and nods"Hey Kat, how was your day?" " Freaking awesome!" That gets Michelle's attention. She pops her head up."Why?"  "Because I just came from hanging out with Chris." I jump on top of her. I rest my head on her chest and she wraps her arms around my back to hug me. "Cool Katty. So. Did he give it up, yet?" I sigh and dig my head under her chin. "Fuck no. But O my God, everytime he touches me, just touches me, not to mention kisses me." I wiggle my hips and moan reminiscing of the sensual manner that man handles my body." That man has me soo fucking horny."  "Hey Michelle, you think a woman can get blue balls? Cause I fucking have blue balls." Michelle laughs, "Probably." She pets my head." If I had a dick I'd fuck you till you couldn't walk, babe." She thrust her hips up reiterating her statement. "Ohh.. you're so thoughtful. Thank you. But, I only want Chris' dick right now." " That's soo HOT!, If I buy you a strap on, can I watch?" Marcus says staring down at us with a big grin like a kid who was just offered the biggest lollipop in the world."Fuck off, Marcus." We say in unison. He holds up his hands in surrender backing away." Just putting it out there." I should have known he was lurking around if Josh was here making lunch. The three of them have some kind of advanced math class together at 12:30 on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Sometimes they have lunch together after class. I snuggle with Michelle for a few more minutes. I give her a quick peck on the lips. "I'll be in my bunk." "Alright Jayne, we won't disturb you." I go to my room.

I take off all my clothes. I dig through my drawer of sex toys and get my vibrating bullet. This isn't going to take long. I can feel my core getting wet with anticipation. I consider going to an internet porn site. I don't feel like waiting for video uploads that might not even be all that arousing. I'm ready to come now. I just need a little mental stimulation. I so want to masturbate to Chris but feel if I do I might jinx it. I don't want to put any expectations on Chris if we do happen to sleep together. I want to go in fresh with him, no presumptions on what he would do or how he would feel. I lay on my bed naked, spread my legs, put my vibrating bullet on low while I gently rub it over my swollen nub. When I close my eyes, I force my vision of Chris' sexy ass to the back of my mind. To my surprise, I get a picture of Chase. I start thinking about: how firm his chest felt when I pushed him, how he's athletic arms flexed when he was holding the top of the door frame, how erotic that southern drawl of his sounded especially when he made lewd comments, how those alluring crystal blue eyes roamed over my body. I insert 2 fingers in my pussy and start pumping slowly. I'm so wet already. I picture Chase's muscular naked body stroking his 9 inch dick as he commands me to get on all fours. I imagine him kneeling over me rubbing his hard cock between my ass cheeks as he roughly kneeds my tits and pinches my erect nipples. He tells me to spread my legs wide for him in a gruff voice.  " MmmHmm..." I let go of the bullet and move my hand to my breast where I kneed it and pinch my swollen nipple. Finally, I envision him invading my tight pussy, stretching me out, and thrusting in and out forcefully ordering me to fucking take his big cock and tell him how much I fucking like it. I pump my two fingers inside my opening, increase the speed of the vibrating bullet on my clit, I buck my hips up to meet my thrusting fingers as I fuck myself thinking about Chase's huge dick. It doesn't take long before my legs begin to tremble and that delicious sensation fills my body as I hit my climax.

Wednesday

Kat:

On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, I have two morning classes and then a three hour break before my 1:00 literature class. I either go back home and take a nap or hang around campus studying. Today is such a beautiful September day it would be a shame to waste it indoors. I have a comforter I keep in my car for days like this. I take it to a spot by the Student Union Building and lay it under a big shady oak tree. The weather is perfect about 70 degrees with a light breeze. I text Dee and Michelle to come visit me out here between their classes. I text Chris: I have 3 hour break before next class. By big oak tree next to student union if you want to come by. I'm not even sure if he has any free time today. So I'm freaking thrilled when he text back 5 minutes later: okay.

I'm dressed in a long,flowing, halter top watermelon colored sundress with flat sandals. My hair is pulled up in a messy bun to keep it out of my face especially with the wind blowing today. I take my sandals off because it make me feel care free like I'm out in the country enjoying an unauthorized day off. I sit indian style with my legs covered by my sundress, my back on the oak tree. I'm reading a comic book waiting on my friends. Although, I am content just reading and reveling in the marvelous weather. About 45 minutes later Dee plops down next to me and gives me a wet kiss on the cheek.

"How you been Kat?" Dee asks.

"Good babe, how bout you?"

"Studying and stressing, girl."  Dee is probably one of the smartest people I know. She's a pre-med major and puts too much pressure on herself to make perfect grades. But Dee is Dee and no matter what I say, she will continue her quest for perfection.

She lays her head on my shoulder and I rest my head on hers. We remain in relaxing silence until we hear Michelle.

"Hi, my beautiful African-American baby dolls!" Michelle hollers at us. We both smile at her approaching frame clad in green running shorts and a snug Nike shirt. She pinches our cheeks and settles down facing us. Her long tan legs on display between Dee and I. Her arms stretched behind her as she leans her torso back.

"What's up ladies?"Michelle ask.

"Not much hon. Same old same old. I'm torturing myself with class assignments and preparing for exams. No time for much else." Dee answes first.

Michelle looks at me exasperated, "What are we going to do with her? You think if she got laid it would help?"

"I wouldn't know." I shrug my shoulders.

"Michelle, girl, you know I don't date during the semester. Too distracting."

"Maybe she just needs a friendly plastic dick to help her release some tension. Now that, I can vouche for." I say to Michelle. I glance between Michelle and Dee, then grin," Sex shop trip this weekend, ladies?"

Michelle nods" O Yeah."

Dee shakes her head no but says,"Sure."

I raise my eyebrow at her in an inquisitive manner,"Really Dee? You know you fucking love going." I playfully push her away and she laughs.

"Michelle, how are you and your beau doing?" I question.

She gets this dreamy look in her eyes,"Real good." She gets a wide naughty smile like she's thinking how good it was last time they screwed," Real fucking good."

"Well, Hot Damn! Josh is really working his magic stick, huh?" I ask tickled.

Michelle's eyes get wide, goofy grin on her face, and she nods sluggishly. Dee and I howl with laughter.

"I ain't mad atcha." Dee gives Michelle a high five.

Dee turns to me,"Okay, so I'm getting a dildo as a boyfriend, this one," she points at Michelle,"is getting fucked like a champ, so how about you? What's the deal with you and Chris?"

I let out a deep breath,"I'm not exactly sure. I am just enamored by his whole being. I know he likes me but to what extent. I don't know."

Michelle replys skeptically,"Katty, do you like him like boyfriend type of like?"

"Umm yes?" I answer tentatively.

"Wow Kat, that is awesome. You're finally over what that prick Max Breaux did to you in high school?" Dee says.

"Kinda, I guess. It's not that I never wanted a boyfriend after that shit with Max. It was I didn't want to feel tied down to someone. I always wanted to do what I wanted to do with whom I wanted to do it with. Guiltfree. No commitment. But, with Chris," I sigh ," I only want him. I don't want to fool around with anyone else. I want to spend time with him. I get soo excited and eager to see him. Like right now, he's suppose to stop by and my body's all tingly anticipating his arrival."

"Katty, you got it bad." Michelle says with a sad smile.

"I know." I return her joyless grin.

"Kat, you should go for it. No reservations. If it doesn't workout at least you gave it a shot." Dee says encouragingly.

"I honestly don't think I have a choice, my mind and body both crave him. I don't think I could stay away even if I wanted to." I look off.

"Fuck this. Cheer the fuck up people!" Michelle demands. Although Max Breaux didn't mess up my desire to be in a committed relationship, he did put a hell of a crack on my armor of self-esteem especially when it comes to white men.

We start talking about less emotionally charged subjects like; upcoming events, weekend plans, trips we want to take this year. We chat until it's time for my besties to head to their respective classes and playing hooky is over for them. I, on the other hand, have at least another hour. I stand up for a group hug with Dee and Michelle.

As I'm watching my girls leave, I feel someone grab my ass and kiss my neck. I immediately elbow them in the stomach and push them forcefully to the ground.

"The fuck do you think your fucking doing asshole." I scream at them pissed off.

"The fuck Kat, you never minded before." He yells back holding his mid section. It's Louis, a good looking latino on the University's soccer team. He has the body to testify to his athleticism. When I need some physical loving, I'll sometimes call him up. We makeout, he gets a blow job, I get fingered. Everyone's happy. No committment. He's right, I usually don't mind being groped by him, but that was before Chris. I only want to be groped and fondled by Christopher ,now. That just felt gross with Louis. It's not that I'm in a steady relationship because I'm not. It just felt wrong to me.

"Well, I fucking mind now! I should kick you in your nutsac. Don't ever put your motherfucking hands on me like that again! Fuck is wrong with you?!

"I'm still pissed even though I know it's not totally his fault. I close my eyes and take a few deep breaths. I'm still not happy but I force myself not to be a total bitch and say," Sorry. I'm just not feeling this shit anymore." I wave a finger between me and him.

"Fine. You didn't have to assault me though." He gets up to leave. I see his hand inching towards my cheek. I slap it away. My anger rising again," Did you not fucking hear me?" I say sternly.

He smiles flirtatiously and says,"You got my number, babe," before he departs.

"Ehh..." I shiver in disgust.

Chris:

Class let out 15 minutes early today. I'm making my way to the Student Union area. I'm looking forward to spending time with Kat before class. I spot her from a distance by a massive oak tree. I stop to admire her as she hugs her friends. She is so stunning even from this distance. She's wearing a long, fluid, pinkish dress that clings nicely to the curves of her body. Her hair is up in an untidy bun, so the silky caramel skin of her back and arms are exposed. THE FUCK! I see some guy grab her. That has me fucking fuming. My jaw tightens and I clench my fist. I start walking briskly towards her. Classes must have just let out cause there's a lot of people getting in my way and partially blocking my view. O SHIT! Did she knock him down? Wow! My girl can take care of herself. I can hear her yelling. I'm stll trying to rush to Kat, my adrenaline pumping getting ready for a confortation. I feel insanely possessive of Kat right now. She's MINE. I despised seeing someone else touching her. I've never felt like this towards a woman before. Fuck, Marcus and I used to sometimes trade girls the same night. MOTHERFUCKER! I wait impatiently as 2 University cop golf carts pass in front of me.

By the time I get to Kat, that assholes gone. Her back is to me, I snake my arm around her waist and gently kiss her cheek. "You alright  baby?"

She leans her head back, traces the length of my arm from my elbow until she finds my fingers and interlaces them with hers. I tighten my embrace and draw her closer to me. She nuzzles her face in my neck and inhales deeply,"Mmm... you smell so damn intoxicating." I can feel her warm breath on my neck and slant down to get nearer. I shut my eyes as she brushes those velvety lips along the crook she's nestled in. This shit is arousing me. Ususally, I would have to get into heavy petting to get a hard on. With Kat, just a few words and soft lips to my bare skin is enough to get my dick jumping.

"I like this. it feels right." she breaths out. I have to restrain myself from grinding my erection up and down that plump ass since we're out in public.

"You two should get a room." It's Marcus. Kat doesn't move seeming comfortable in her position. I tilt my head slightly making sure not to disrupt Kat's posture as I make eye contact with Marcus.

"Hey man."I say. I see he has some chick with him. A brunette, thin frame with fake boobs. I think her name is Kristin, Chrissy, Christina, something like that. God, I feel like like such a fucking whore right now.

"So, you and Kat a thing?" Marcus ask. That gets Kat to open her eyes and disengage from her cozy position. She regards my face with curiosity but I can see a hint of hope in her brown orbs. I catch her gaze and think about how much I loathe anyone elses hands on her body. MINE. My greedy mind screams.

"Yes." I tell Marcus without looking at him and bend down to kiss her inviting lips.

"Good. Now give that woman some dick. I'm tired of hearing her complain about you not giving her any."

"Wow Chris, you were never stingy with your big cock from what I remember."says the fucking bitch with Marcus. I feel Kat tense up and her grip on our intertwine fingers constrict. "And I do remember Chris." She says in a sultry voice. I glare at her with revulsion. I want to tell that bitch to go fuck herself, that I don't remember her name much less her pussy. But, don't want to appear like a bitch myself.

Kat says in a calm voice," Marcus, you got about 2 seconds to get that motherfucking scawny, milli vanilli fake ass tit having, disrespecting half-witted dumb cunt out of my sight before I run over there and get motherfucking ghetto on your heidi fleiss looking whore. Cause I ain't the one to mess with, not to-fucking-day, Bitch."

Marcus gets the message and hauls ass with his slut in tow. Kat turns to face me, wraps her arms around my waist and lays her head on my chest. I hug her around her shoulders and rest my chin on the top of her head."The fuck is wrong with people today?"she says irritated. I rub circles on her naked back and she relaxes. I kiss her hair,"You are fucking amazing Kat."

She tightens her embrace and snuggles closer and says," Let's get out of here."

We take my 2006, 2 door gray F150, it was a graduation gift from Chase. I take Kat to Audubon Park, since she says she wants to remain outdoors and it's a short ride from campus. It's a huge park with a shit load of live oak trees, lagoons, and a vast amount of green space. We can easily find a secluded area to relax. We find an isolated spot under an enormous oak tree by a small pond surrounded by more trees. We lay down Kat's comforter. I sit with my legs stretched out and Kat settles between them facing me. Her knees are bent and her shoeless feet are planted next to my hips. She gathers her sundress up reveling those sleek legs and tucks the left over material between her legs. She slants forward resting her arms on her knees.I recline back putting my weight on my arms. We focus on each other. I bite my bottom lip and play with my lip ring, a mannerism I have when I get nervous.

"Kat, was that an ex-boyfriend earlier?" I ask.

She laughs without any real humor." You saw that huh?   Louis, no. I don't have any real ex-boyfriends. Never really wanted any. He was just some guy I used to hook up with every once and a while." I feel a singe of jealousy and anger. I think she must of noticed. She smiles tenderly." I was letting him know I wasn't interested anymore."

That gives me a sense of relief.

"Chris." She says cautiously. " I don't want you to feel obligated with what you said to Marcus about us being together. Not that I don't want to. Cause believe me, I definitely do. But, if your not ready or don't want to. It's okay.You probably think I'm so fucking ghetto now anyway." She says that last part more to herself than me. She puts her head down. I notice she rambles when she gets insecure about something.

I inch closer to her and lift her head with my hands, those mesmerizing brown eyes looking at me." Kat, I meant what I said. I think all of you is amazing. I loved your ghetto side. I love that my woman can defend herself against assholes and stupid bitches. I should apologize for that shit by the way. I'm sorry." I let go of her face."Kat, I used to be just like Marcus. I used to sleep around a lot with a lot of different women. Didn't care who they were just as long as I had a hole to ram my dick in that day and come." I take a deep breath, not knowing what she will think of me now. 

"What made you stop?" she ask.

"I had one of the girls call me and tell  me she was HIV positive. Stopped right after that. Got tested every month for a year with negative results. Thanked God and haven't had sex in 3 years."

"And now, after 3 years, you want a relationship with me?" She asks hesitatingly."I mean I don't think I'm your type. I don't look like any of those women you've slept with."

" The Fuck Kat!" I say frustrated and run my fingers through my hair. " You are 100 fucking percent prettier than any of them. Who the fuck did this to you?"

She gives this pitiful, defeated look. I just wanted to console her and reassure her. I lift her up by her ass. Nice. Place her on my lap so her legs are straddling me. I like this. She wraps them around my waist and her hands massage my scalp. I start kneading her ass. She starts grinding up and down my dick over my jeans which are getting uncomfortably confining. Her hard nipples scraping my chest everytime she moves up and down. Kat takes my bottom lip in hers and licks my lip ring. I part my mouth requesting her tongue and she accepts. We kiss each other hungerily.

"I want to feel you." She pants. Her hands move to undo my pants, I help her free my taut member. Kat uses the extra material of her dress to cover us as she repositions herself. She straddles me again but this time in a kneeling position so her legs are spread wider.

"Holy Fuck, Kat."I groan as her soaking wet sex descends on the exterior of my cock. She's not wearing underwear and her shaved pussy feels so fucking smooth as it strokes the spanof my cock. I stretch one arm behind me for support, massage one of her voluptuous breast with the other while we kiss each other passionately.

Kat disengages her lips from mine and says erotically,"I'm going to use your dick till I come." I lean back on both arms to watch her. She looks beautiful. Her chest amplified by her heavy breathing. Some strands escaped her messy bun and are blowing wildly in the breeze.

I smirk conceitedly," It's all yours sweetheart."

She angles forward, her kiss is gluttonous and dominating as her engorged clit grinds purposely over the length of my shaft. She makes sexy whimpers as she gets closer to her goal. I stick my middle finger in her mouth, she moans as she sucks it greedily. I capture her lips again,reach under the concealing fabric, and around to stick my middle digit in her tight ass. She breaths out a slow ," Fuuucckkk" into our connected lips. Her legs start to tremble as her warm juices bathe my rock hard dick. Kat collapses on top of me. I flip her over without warning. I cover my ass with the other half of the comforter. "My turn." I whisper hotly in her ear.

I rub my stiff dick vigorously over her drenched sex. Kat maneuvers her hips meeting my every movement increasing the friction and intensity of each stroke. I bite and lick the sensitive spot on her neck. "Shit. Chris. I'm...cumming...again.." Kat exhales. I cum with her as she convulse under me. This woman is all kinds of fucking sexy. The only thing holding me back from pounding her beautiful pussy is the fact that she's still a virgin and that scares me shitless. I adjust my pants. We clean ourselves as much as we can. Thank God Kat carries hand wipes and sanitizer in her purse.

"That was fucking unbelievable." Kat says as she lays her head on my chest. She rest her body perpendicular to mine. I wrap an arm under her breast.

"Yes, it was woman. Definitely did not expect that."

"Now. You gonna tell me who made you think you're not a fucking gorgeous woman?" I ask.

She sighs, "Yes." I wait patiently for her to begin. " I went to an all girls Catholic high school called Mercy Academy. It was predominately white but had one of the best academic programs in the state.  My senior year, I dated this guy Maximilian Breaux. He was really attractive;blond hair, blue eyes, muscular, caucasian. Every girls dream guy. He was captain of the football team to our brother school. He wanted to go out with me. Of course I said yes. Didn't even question why this type of guy would want to date a minority with nothing going for her. I was not on the cheerleading squad or the dance team or did sports. I did take dance classes outside of school. I did some school clubs but nothing that would make me stand out. We went out for a total of 4 months it was good. I thought. We had fun times together. I never had any reason to question his attraction to me. I met his parents once or twice, he met mine. Max did keep trying to  have sex with me but I never gave in. For some reason, I guess my subconscious didn't totally trust him.

Anyway, Michelle and I got into a lot of fights at school over stupid shit, but we always had each others back. One of those fights was with these two cheerleaders over some jealousy shit where one of the girls, Kristin Davis, thought Michelle stole her boyfriend. Whatever, thought it was dumb but Michelle was my girl. We kicked their asses, thought that was the end of it.

The second chick was Christina Breaux. Yep. Max's sister. So, one day I go over to his house to surprise him. His dad let's me in. When I get to his room, I knock lightly, don't wait for an answer and walk in. Well, motherfucker is in his bed fucking Kristin Davis. Long story short. It was all a big joke on the black girl. I was an emotional hot mess. I blamed myself for most of it. Cause how could I be with someone for 4 months and not know they didn't even like me much less care about me. How could I be so fucking naive to think this gorgeous, football captain, white, typical  American dream type of guy could actually want to be with a plain black chick. And believe me the girls at school reminded me often of my stupidity. It was like everyone was in on the joke but me. I got over it thanks to my two best friends. But, I guess some of that insecurity is still with me especially with you." She sits on her knees and looks down at me,"Have you seen yourself in a mirror, you are fucking adorable." She smiles and pinches my cheeks. "So, yes, I have doubts that a heartthrob like you wants to be with me. I trust you and it's not fair to compare you to someone in my past. I'm working through that self-doubt and fear cause I really, really, really like you." She sounds like an elementary school girl.

I didn't say anything during her story. I stand up and take her hands to help her up. I look in her eyes and sincerely say," Katarina, I sorry that happened to you. But, I want you to know that I really, really, really like you too." I smile teasingly at her.

I say in a serious tone," Kat, don't EVER think I don't think you are fucking beautiful. Don't EVER doubt that I want you." I kiss her tenderly.

I continue." I don't know why you want to be with ME. I know I don't deserve someone like you. That you are way too good for me. But, I want to enjoy this for a little while."

We stand there in muteness.

"Sooo," Kat swings our linked hands." Are we giving this girlfriend/boyfriend thing a try? Cause you know, I never really had a boyfriend." She says innocently.

I smile at her," You know I never had a girlfriend, either. Let's give this shit a try." I give her a close mouth lingering kiss.

We walk hand in hand back to the truck, it's about 4 pm.

"Sorry for making you skip class today. I'll get notes from Stacy tomorrow. You want me to bring them by the shop?" Kat says.

"Are you kidding? I'll skip class with you anytime. And yes. Come by tomorrow. I want to see you. I'm fucking starving. You want something to eat?"

"Yes, but no. My daddy comes back from New York today. I'm going to my mama's for dinner in about 2 hours."

I leave Kat by her car on campus. She's sitting in the drivers seat with the window rolled down.

"Bye babe." I tell her.

My phone starts ringing."Fuck. I forgot to call Chase." I answer it while I run a finger over her heavenly soft lips.

"You plan on coming into work today, Chris?" Chase says on the other end.

"Sorry man, I got caught up with some things. I'm on my way."

"Sure, little brother. Tell Kat I say hi."

"Hey Chase." Kat yells into the phone and Chase starts cracking up.

I hang up and pull Kat into a deep, toe curling kiss. When I let her go, she starts fanning herself. "Damn Christopher." I give her satisfied smile and one more quick kiss on her cheek.

"See you tomorrow babe." I leave.

Wednesday Evening

Kat:

"Holy Shit!" I yell excitedly in my car on my drive to see daddy. "Holy fucking Shit! I have a fucking boyfriend!" I shout. I'm soo freaking happy, like a pig rolling around in shit happy. There's no way I'm talking to daddy tonight about changing majors. Hells no! I'm not ruining my high.

When I get to my parents home, I head for the kitchen.

"Katarina." says a strong deep voice. It's daddy calling me from his study. I run in and jump to throw my arms aound his collar.

"Daddy!" Daddy clasps his arms around my waist to hold me up as I bombard him with kisses.

"Girl, stop this foolishness." he says seriously. I love my father, Robert Creed. Robert Creed is a 48 year old, 6 foot 2, 190 pound dark skin black man. He is always clean cut and impeccably dressed which adds to his extremely intimidating presence. This is why I like acting silly with him. It makes him uncomfortable and makes him break out of that 'take no prisoners' persona. My father grew up as an orphan. He never talks about the details of his childhood but I know it must have been tough for him. He worked his ass off to get everything he possesses. He may not have been home often while Katherine and I were growing up but he was a slave to his job for his family. He gives us a good life so I have no resentment towards him for being absent. All I have is gratitude  for the life he has bestowed on me and thank him for it everytime I see him.

I finally let him go.

"I love you, daddy."

"I love you too, Katarina. Have a seat." I do, but I'm dreading what he wants to talk about. With his no nonsense personality in full effect, he says.

"Katarina, I'll be back in 3 weeks to assist with the Gulf Engineering internship interviews. I could pull some strings and get you on the list for an internship this year. You would have 2 years with the company before you even graduate. This is  a colossal opportunity for your career. I do not know what you are waiting for Katarina."

There it is. My previous high all gone. I sit there staring at daddy with my heart beating a mile a minute. I'm fidgeting trying to think of a lie because I don't want to disappoint the man I respect most in this world. I know I should come clean. "Tell Him!" My mind compels me. But, I chicken out. I'm not ready.

" Daddy, I just want to concentrate on making good grades in school right now." I say remorsefully. My heart still accelerated, my hands sweaty, I say a silent prayer." Please accept, please accept this excuse. Dear God, please let daddy accept this excuse."

Daddy sighs, "Okay Katarina." I can hear the saddness in his voice. I feel like the wrost daughter ever. Fuck me. I want to cry.

"O there ya"ll are, dinners ready." Katherine annouces. Dinner went well, daddy didn't mention it again.

I'm laying in bed in panties and a tank top thinking about my boyfriend. I giggle. The term boyfriend is so foreign to me.

I text Chris: Thinking about my insanely HOT boyfriend, Goodnight Sexy.

He answers within a few minutes: Hi Beautiful. How was dinner?

Mostly good. I'll tell you about it sometime.

Anytime. Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. Goodnight,babe.

Just like that my high is back.I fall asleep with an enormous grin on my face.

Thursday

Chris:

I pull up to Chase's Auto Repair Shop after classes today. I spot Marcus' 2013 2 door black coupe BMW in the parking lot. He gets out when he sees me pull in.

"Hey Marcus, what's up man?"

"Hi Chris. You got a minute?"

"Yeah." I answer. Marcus leans on the driver side door of his car, arms and legs crossed. I stand in front of him with my hands shoved in the pockets of my jeans. He looks off at the inactive street and back at me.

"Hey man, I just wanted to apologize about yesterday with Kristin. That was really disrespectful of her." He looks ashamed.

"Don't worry about it, Marcus. It wasn't your fault. Thanks for leaving when you did. No hard feelings. We're cool." I assure him.

"Good." He smiles."So.You and Kat, huh?"

I smile and nod my head,"Yep."

"She's fucking hot! I kept trying to hit that, but she always turned me down."

I lose my smile."Marcus, get the fuck out of here before I regret saying we're cool." Inwardly, I'm relieved Kat didn't do shit with Marcus.

"Fuck.   Yeah man.   Sorry about that." He realizes his temerity. "Anyway, Umm. I'm happy for both of you."

As he's pulling away, he rolls down the driver side window and smirks," She's fucking Hot!"

"Asshole." I shake my head as I enter the shop.

Kat:

I decide to pick up a dozen glaze and a dozen assorted doughnuts from Krispie Kreme for the shop. Chase is at the front counter and has a mischievous smirk. He really is a good looking son of a bitch.

I saunter up to him." Hey handsome. Got ya'll some doughnuts." I set them on the counter.

I'm dressed casual in a short jean skirt, V-neck relax fit red t-shirt, and brown flat flip flops. My hair cascading down my back in loose curls.

"Hi sweetheart." His eyes trek the length of my body. " You look fucking good today."

I wink at him." Thanks baby, I try." I walk to the swinging half door that separates the lobby from the work area.

I holler." Chico, I got ya'll some Krispie Kreme doughnuts." He peeks over the hood of a blue Toyota Corolla.

"Kat! Hey. Thanks, girl. I love those fucking doughnuts." His latino accent thick.

Then I see my man. He's wearing his navy blue coveralls with a backwards cap to keep his long hair out of his face. Those sea green eyes as captivating as ever. He makes his way to me with his hands planted in his pockets and a warm smile. He reaches the half door.

"Hey babe, sorry I'm dir..." I don't let him finish. He looks too freaking cute. I grab two handfuls of his navy jumpsuit and pull him to me. I press my lips to his and push my tongue in his mouth gently relishing his taste. I suck on that bottom lip before I free it with a few extra nibbles.

I whisper in Chris' ear. "I like you dirty." I sensually trace the inside of his ear with my tongue. I hear his breath catch, he breaths out," Kat.."

"Yes, baby." I say softly while my lips travel down his neck.

"God fucking Damn Kat!" Chase shouts. That stops my molestation of my boyfriend.

I turn my head back." What?!" I ask innocently. "That's not how your woman greets you?" I ask.

"Darlin', no woman has ever greeted me like that."

I let go of Chris and look up at him. He places his forehead on mine.

"Hey, let me get cleaned up right quick. I'll be right back." He gives me a quick kiss on the lips.

I walk over to Chase who is watching me with humor.

"What?" I ask.

"So, when did your status change to his woman?"

I drop my head in faux embarrassment. "Yesterday." I mumble.

"That must have been one hell of an orgasm."

"Mmmhmm." I close my eyes thinking about it and unconsciously squeeze my thighs together.

Fuck. Did I just do that in public? In front of Chase? There it is, his deep chuckle. I slap my hands over my mouth, which makes him laugh harder. He grabs the boxes of doughnuts, leans forward inches away from my face, and winks.

"He's crazy about you too. Thanks for the treats." He strolls to the back office/breakroom.

Chris came back with the top half of the coveralls around his waist and a white wife beater clinging to his torso. His lean cut arms bare and that sexy ass tattoo visible. He still had the backwards hat on. It made him look younger and freaking adorable. Chris had two doughnuts in one hand wrapped in a napkin and a bottle of water in the other.

He yells out." Chico, I'll be back in 15."

"Sure holmes."

Chris wraps the arm with the water bottle around my shoulder and kisses the side of my head. He escorts me to the back of his truck. He sits on the tailgate with his legs hanging off. I rest my back on the side of the truck bed and stretch my unconcealed legs on his lap. He instinctively starts to caress them lightly with his callus hands. So arousing. I want to spread my legs open and beg him to finger fuck me. Instead, I clutch my thighs firmly and fuck that feels good too. I can feel the moisture in my panties. Chris hands me a doughnut. We eat in relative quiet with only the sounds of passing cars. When I finish, I scoot my ass closer to him so my thighs are in his lap and lay my head on his tattooed shoulder. I carefully trail it with soft fingers starting at his chest.

"It's beautiful." I say. His arm is covered from halfway down his forearm to his chest. The background is black fish scales. At the forearm is a blossoming white lotus flower with greenery around it. From the elbow up to his shoulder is a dark red/orange blended Koi fish swimming up his arm through crashing blue waves with white foam that spillls over into his chest. There are sprinkles of unblossomed pink and red lotus flowers throughout his arm. The vibrant colors impressive against his skin tone. The piece is breathtaking in it's entirety. My delicate touch follows the stunning artwork to his shoulder and biceps. Chris suddenly stops my hand from further advancing. He smiles shyly."Thanks." he says. And starts playing with our hands, weaving and unweaving our fingers.

"Why this?"  I ask as I readjust my head on his shoulder.

Chris abandons my hand and claims my thighs. He strokes them absentmindly. His hands feel so pleasureable.

"Chris, baby, you need to stop touching me like that if you want me to listen to you." I plead faintly.

He looks down at his hands, ceases his mindless rubbing and smiles tenderly.

"Have I told you, I really, really like you?" He places a sweet kiss on my forehead that makes me tingly all over. I swing myself off his lap and sit next to him with our thighs touching. I maintain my head nestled on his upper arm and intertwine our fingers together.

"That's better. Continue, luv." I say.

Chris stares off at the nonexistent traffic. "It's a tribute to my mom. My father left when I was 5 and Chase was 15.  She raised us on 2 and sometimes 3 jobs. All shithole jobs. Point is, she did what she had to do to provide for us. She never let me work to help out with money. She wanted me to concentrate on school, get a good education so I wouldn't end up like her. She was a fucking awesome mom. She died when I was 18 of lung cancer. I was still in high school." I don't say anything. I kiss his shoulder lovingly and squeeze our joined hands. He gives me a sweet, sad smile. Chris is silent for a little while.

"For special occassions like birthdays, we would always go to Japanese restaurants for Sushi or Hibachi. She fucking loved that shit. These Japanese places would always have a pond with Koi fish in them. She used to tell me that Koi fish would climb waterfalls courageously. Koi fish were a symbol for aspiration and advancement. Mom would say that's what she wanted from me.  For me to be brave, to aspire to advance as far as I can in the career I chose. But most of all she wanted me to aspire to be a great man in want ever role I took. Whether, husband, father, employee, or employer. I lost my path for a while Kat. I got this tattoo to remind me to strive to become the great man my mother raised me to be."

I jump off the truck and face Chris. I can see the sorrow in his eyes. I hold his face in my hands and he lets me lure his lips to mine. The kiss begins sweet. Then, Chris gets off the tailgate, he slides his hands under the back of my t-shirt and pulls me flush to his body. He deepens the kiss and O my God, the way this man works his tongue. Amazing. His rough hands massaging my naked back.

"Feels so fucking good." I moan. 

"Skin is soo soft and smooth, baby. Like silk. Mmmm. I love touching it." He continues to dominate me with his mouth and caresses.

Chris pulls away, both of us short of breath.

"Chris, I believe you have become a man your mother would be proud of." I'm holding his captivating face in my palms.

"Thank you." He says sincerely. "I want to see you tomorrow."

I nod my head."Come by my house  afterwork. We'll do something."

"Good." he says. His gaze fixated on my swollen lips. "I gotta go back in."

I give him a tongueless kiss,push him away, and give him a quick spank on the butt.

"See you tomorrow, handsome."I watch his sexy ass walk in. I rush to my car, take the literature notes and deposit them in Chris' F150. Almost forgot what I came here for.

Chase comes to the open shop door."Kat come meet my wife, Angie."He waves me in. I go to him. He's standing with his arm around a tall, skinny, pale, reddish/blond haired woman. She's waering jeans and a fitted black baby doll shirt that says Jack Daniels across her breast. I don't want to judge but Chase could do so much better. He's too attractive for her. God, forgive me for judging, she's probably really sweet.

"Kat, this is Angie my wife. Angie, this is Kat. Chris' lady." he introduces us.

I smile. I'm about to say hello and extend my hand when I hear this annoying screeching voice."Wow. Sure didn't expect that." Says Angie.

My smile departs, I narrow my eyes at her." The fuck is that suppose to mean?" Chase removes his arm from her shoulder and looks at me apologetically.

"Nothin sugga. Just didn't think think Chris was into black girls. Although, you are pretty for a black girl." The fuck is this bitch's problem. I glance at Chase, who looks horrifically embarrassed and speechless. I grin at him right before I charge her. He reacts with lightening speed and catches me by my waist before I get to the fucking bitch.

"Angie, get the hell inside!" he yells.

He totes me by my waist. My body bent in half by his muscular arm. "Fucking flat chested, skinny ass, ignorant fucking cunt." I grumble. Chase chuckles as he sets me down next to my car.

"I wasn't going to hurt her."I declare crossing my arms across my chest.

Chase lifts his eyebrows."Really?"

"Not too bad anyway. I didn't even take my shoes or earrings off." Now he laughs.

"Sorry Kat. I didn't know she was going to be so fucking stupid about it."

"It's fine. Maybe I need to get used to it since I'm dating a fucking gorgeous white man."

The corners of his mouth turn up."Fuck no. There's no excuse for that shit and you shouldn't take it either. And for the record woman. You are a hot piece of ass yourself." He winks.

I shake my head at his bluntness. "Sorry for attempting to kick your wife's ass."

He laughs and shrugs his shoulders."It's okay. Chris woulda fucking loved it. I don't really give a flying fuck cause she deserved it. I just thought it would probably be the right thing to do to stop you since I'm her husband and all. I'll talk to her and make sure she doesn't act like a disrespecting idiotic bitch next time.

"Thanks, doll."I give him a hug. Damn, no wonder Chris doesn't like Angie. Me either.

Friday

Chris:

The more I see Kat, the more I'm possesed by a selfish need to spend more time with her. She's become the highlight of my day.

We are walking hand in hand after visiting with Kayla and having lunch together. Our conversations flow so easy and our moments of quietness are peaceful instead of awkward.

We still have 40 minutes before our class together begins. We sit on a wooden bench. I drape my arm around Kat and she snuggles close to my frame. I kiss the top of her head. I love this, I love us together.

"Chris," Her soft brown eyes locking with my green ones. " I want you to...I want to sleep with you. I know last time you said you couldn't but now that we're dating I figured...I mean, I'm ready whenever you are. If you need more time, it's fine. I'll wait. I just want to let you know that  I want to be with you." She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. She opens one eye to peek at me waiting anxiously for my response. She's so fucking cute when she rambles like this.

"Kat," Both beautiful chocolate colored eyes fix on me." I want you baby." I rub the back of my hand gently over her smooth cheek." I just never been with a virgin before and am nervous as shit. I don't want to hurt you and I definitely don't want you to remember your first time as shitty." I sigh. My fucking dick wants to pound her tight pussy so bad. I've been jacking off to Kat every fucking day. I still know I don't deserve her, but I don't want anyone else to have her either. I've elected to live this fantasy with Kat until she realizes how shitty I am for her or until reality slaps me in the face somehow. Either way, if I stay with Kat, I'm not going to be able to restrain myself from having sex with her.

"Christopher, I trust you. You won't hurt me." She tells me with confidence. I adore the fact that Kat always has faith in me. I tenderly massage her neck as I lower my lips to hers in a slow loving kiss.

"Thank you, Kat. If we're going to do this, I'm going to get tested first. You deserve that." My hand still calmly caressing her nape.

"Well, if you get tested, then I will too." She tells me assertively.

"Kat, you know you don't need to, babe."

She frowns at me."If you do it. I do it." she says firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Kat gives me a playful smirk, stands up, and pulls me with her." Let's go get tested, loverboy." She says excitedly.

Friday Night

Kat:

We decided to have a BBQ tonight with Josh, Michelle, Dee, and Chris. Josh and Dee are in charge of cooking the food. I'm waiting on Chris so we can go to the store and buy drinks. I'm dressed plainly in dark wash skinny jeans, a black Victoria Secret tank top, and black Guess sling back wedges. All my curves are incredibly accentuated.

There's a light knock on my bedroom door followed by the door opening timidly.

"Babe?" Chris asks tentatively.

"Hi handsome." I answer as I sashay to him, swaying my hips seductively.

"Umm, Michelle told me I could come back." His eyes roam the span of my body.

I reach him." You can touch me you know. It's all yours." I whisper brushing my lips on the outside of his ear.

"Baby, if I touch you the way I want to touch you right now, you won't walk for a fucking week." His voice husky. He grabs my ass with both hands and pulls me to his crotch, forcing me to feel his erection.

"Mmmm." I grid on it, threading my fingers through his dark hair.

Chris groans, squeezing my ass roughly. "Fuck Kat. If you want to get out of here, you need to stop or I swear I'm gonna fuck your sexy ass right now. Fuck test results."  Goddamn! My pussy just wept a fucking river. But, I stop and stare into the same lust filled eyes as mine. I take a few controlled breaths. I give Chris a chaste kiss on his beautiful supple lips.

"No. We'll do this right."  And kiss him again."Let's go."

"Babe, give me a minute. I'll meet you in the living room." He says with closed eyes.

"Alright." I walk to the restroom to clean myself up and leave him alone to recover in my room.

Chris:

We take my truck to the grocery store. Kat's smooth hand in my weathered one. She softly rubs a finger over one of my calluses.

"You have a really nice house, babe." Kat's house is fucking nice. Everythings so elegant and contemporary. It makes my place look like a shithole.

"Thanks. All three of us help decorate it, so it reflects all our taste."

I park at Rouses Supermarket and turn the car off. Kat holds my hand as we walk through a fairly empty parking lot. I had to rub one out before meeting Kat tonight,  I was so fucking horny. The way she's dressed, every voluptuous curve of her body beautifully enunciated by her well fitted attire, has my dick hard again. I glance down at her retreating ass as she walks towards the grocery store. Perfect globes beckoning me to touch them. I untangle my hand from hers and move it to one of her plump ass cheeks. I slowly rub gentle circles making sure I give equal attention to every spot on her generous derriere. Kat slips her arm around my waist. I use my other hand to discreetly adjust myself before we walk into the store.

I'm pushing a grocery cart, Kat's hugging my bicep as we peruse the aisles. This feels nice, domestic, natural. We get to the liquor aisle.

"Okay handsome. You pick out the beer and I'll go get some Margarita mix." Kat gives me a lingering kiss. She moans into it. God, her lips feel good, warm and soothing. I groan in disappointment when her lips abandon mine. She cups my face in her hands and draws it close to hers. Her eyes are so dark their almost black.

"Christopher, do you feel this overwhelming, barely able to control need to have your dick buried in my pussy? Because, I sure as hell want your cock embedded deep inside me." Fuck me! My dick is hard as steel now. I grab her hand, deserting the grocery cart, and pulling Kat into a family size bathroom. I lock the door. I descend on her luscious lips passionately gaining entrance into her warmness, our tongues dueling erotically. My grip on her hips help walk her back until we hit the sink counter. Kat's hands find the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. Our tongues continue their sensual battle. Kat's nails delicately graze my naked back. I moan in approval.

"Katarina, I really want to fuck you, but I don't want you first time to be in a grocery store bathroom. I came in here to taste your dark sweet pussy."I undo Kat's jeans and slip my hand in. Shit! No panties, just smoothness. My fingers continue their trek down, Kat spreads her legs to give me better access. My fingers find their destination in a throughly soaked hole.

"Damn baby, that's all for me?"

"Mmmhmm." She moans against my mouth. I slip two digits in as I cascade hungry kisses down her exposed neck to her heaving chest. Her hips are thrusting up and down rhythmically with my fingers as I insert them in and out. I lick and suck the mounds that form the top of her breast. I pull out my moist fingers and taste them.

" You taste fucking good, like sweet honey." My voice deeper than normal. " I want more but this time straight from the source." Kat slips her shoes off and I take her pants off. I lift her on top of the counter. She leans her torso back and her legs fall apart for me.

"Wow. You are fucking beautiful baby." My voice hoarse. Her enlarged clit and glistening slit begging for attention and I oblige. I position my face between those shapely chocolate thighs. My tongue slowly caresses her slit from her precious core up to her engorged nub.

"Mmmm." She moans with pleasure. I stick my tongue in her opening and tongue fuck her as my thumb rubs rapid circles over her dilated bud.

"Fuck! So Good!" She breaths out.  Kat's hand fist my hair. "Please..baby, don't.. stop." She pants. I have no intention of stopping until I savor her cum in my mouth. I continue my manipulation and then switch. I plunge two fingers in her pussy curling them up to hit her sweet spot while my tongue expertly assaults her tight pearl.

"Chr..is,...cum..mm..ing..."I quickly move down to her opening and lap up every bit of her delicious cum as she finishes trembling in my arms.

"Absolutely beautiful." I give her a deep,longing kiss making sure she taste herself on my lips.

"Amazing!" She stares at me with half-hooded eyes, still slightly out of breath. My dick is fucking harder than ever. I undo my pants and start stroking the length of my dick. Kat's eyes remain dark as I watch her run her tongue over her lips then suck on her index and middle finger. She pulls her legs apart and slowly runs those two digits over her other lips and I watch as they disappear into her passage. Fucking sexy. I rub my cock rapidly and deliberately using my pre-cum as lubrication.

"I love watching you stroke your big, thick cock, Chris. It's soo fucking HOT! Mmm." Kat pulls her fingers out and places her hand firmly over her mound. She moves her hand in circles and rolls her hips sexually in tempo.

"Shit!" I growl as I feel the build up and my dick about to explode. I shut my eyes and then feel the most pleasurable warmth surrounding my manhood as I cum. I open my eyes to see my woman's mouth milking my cock dry.

"Fuck Kat." I manage to say in a whisper.

Once we are recuperated and redressed. I hold Kat's face," I really, really, really like you." She laughs as I kiss her forehead.

"I really, really, REALLY like you." I smile at her and she kisses my cheek. We walk out the bathroom feeling much more relaxed. Our sexual tension had been quickly building ever since we agreed to get tested.

Kat's phone chimes. She looks at it." Shit. We need to hurry, babe. Michelle's asking if we're alright." I see her swiftly text something back before putting her phone away again. Our grocery cart is where we left it.

"Same plan. I get Margarita mix, you get beer." She says as she runs off. I pick out Budlights and Abita Purple Haze. I'm standing waiting for Kat to return.

"Chris. Chris. Is that you?" I turn around to see Patrick,a dude I use to shoot up with. He's my age but looks 20 years older. He's been using for a while. Fuck this. I give him a tight smile.

"Hey Patrick. How's it going?" He's scratching his arms nervously and he has fresh track marks. Guess he's still using.

"Good. Good. Hey you got any stuff on you?" Patrick ask me.

"No, man. I'm off that shit." He looks disappointed.

"Ohh. Hey you thinnk you can spare some money? Kinda down on my luck, you know?" I normally wouldn't but I don't want Kat to see him. I give him a $20 to make him leave.

"Wow. Thanks Chris, man. I promise I'll pay you back someday." Yeah right, I think.

"Don't worry about it. See you later." I go in the direction I saw Kat go. God fucking Dammit, I can never get away from my fucking past shadows. Fuck!

I spot Kat, she has a huge grin and is bouncing happily towards me. I can't help but smile too instantly forgetting about what just happened.

"Ready Freddy?"She smashes our lips together with a loud smack.

"Yep."

Kat:

Chris and I walk into the house holding hands and no doubt with bright smiles. Michelle eyes us suspiciously. Chris is carrying the grocery bags. Michelle turns her attention to Chris.

"Josh and Dee are almost finished with the food. You mind bringing Josh a beer, Chris."

"Nah. No problem." He kisses the top of my head before going to the refrigerator to store the beer. He takes two with him to the backyard.

I go get the Margarita mix from the kitchen where Chris left it. Michelle slowly walks towards me watching me doubtfully. When she reaches me, she stares at me intently. She kisses my mouth, then runs her tongue over my lips. She slaps my arm.

"You fucking whore, you taste like cum!" She yells."That's why you two are late and have that fucking satisfied I just came grin on your faces. In the truck Kat?"

I shake my head." In the bathroom at the grocery store." I say hesitantly. She slaps my arm again.

"You fucking slut! Ya'll didn't fuck did you?"

"No! Just oral." Michelle gets this evil smirk.

"How was it?" She asks.

I return her wicked grin." Holy Shit! Michelle.  He ate my pussy out like a man eating his last meal savoring every lick. Mmm. I didn't know it could feel like that. I'm a huge fan."

She hugs me, mock cries and wipes away fake tears." I'm so proud of you to have found someone that could bring you such joy." Like it's a great accomplishment on my part. I push her into the kitchen.

"Fuck you, bitch."We start laughing.

We make the margaritas together. I put music on the outdoor speakers. Michelle and I carry the beverages to the patio dining table.

We have a cute little yard lined with outdoor hanging jar laterns. By the back fence is a built in wood burning BBQ pit. The focal point of the yard is a modern frosted, tempered glass dining table that seats 7 in aluminum framed wicker chairs. Happy by Pharell sounds over the patio speakers and I start singing.

"With the air I don't care,baby,by the way." I clap my hands as I dance to Dee. She smiles but shakes her head making her tight ringlets bounce around her pretty face.

"Because I'm Happy, clap along if you feel like a room without a roof." I grab Dee's hand and spin her around.

"Because I'm Happy." I hold both her hands as I move my feet and hips to the beat.

"Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth."

"Because I'm Happy." She finally joins me dancing. After two more verses I spin her around one last time.

"Because I'm Happy." I strut my way to cut a piece of steak. I moan after I eat it.

"Because I'm Happy." I sway my way to Josh who has an arm around Michelle while speaking with Chris. I give him a half hug.

"Thanks for cooking, Josh."

"Anytime Kat." He squeezes me before letting me go.

"Because I'm Happy." At last I reach Chris. I embrace his middle linking my hands and lay my head on his chest. He throws an arm to encircle my lower hip and lightly pats my butt.

"Chris." Dee says. Chris turns to Dee." I take it you're responsible for Miss Creed's Because I'm Happy behavior tonight."She points a finger at me. Chris' cheeks turn pink. He's blushing. How adorable is that?

"Sure as hell he is." I answer her. I look up at Chris and whisper in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear. " It's okay. Dee's just jealous cause her boyfriend ran out of batteries." I turn to Dee and wink." We'll get you a new one tomorrow, sweetie." Dee gives me the finger and smiles."Dinner's ready."She annouces.

I run to her, grip her face , and try to kiss her on her mouth which she hates. She starts laughing.

"Get off me! I'm not into that dyke shit you and Michelle do." Now, I stick my tongue out and manage to lick her cheek.

"Ugg! Gross Kat!" Michelle and I are cracking up as she wipes frantically at the insulted skin with a napkin.

Michelle yells,"Ewww. Dee, and you don't know where her mouths been tonight." Michelle and I resume our fit of laughter as Dee starts rubbing her cheek harder.

Josh is shaking his head." I'm glad you're here." He tells Chris. Chris is clearly amused by our antics.

"Yeah. Me, too." He smiles at me lovingly and it makes me warm on the inside.

Dinner went great. We all fit in well together, like we've been knowing each other for years. I love that.

Dee and Michelle, both give Chris a hug bye. He thanks Dee and Josh for dinner. I walk him to his truck, he stands by the driver side door.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning if you're at the shop when I get there to pick up Maria. I'm going to try to convince Chico to let me bring Maria to the car wash fundraiser, so she doesn't have to spend the whole day couped up in there."

I told Chris earlier that Michelle's father is involved heavily in the community. Her dad is hosting a car wash fundraiser on campus Saturday morning and I promised Michelle I would help.

"Sounds good. If I'm not there, then I'll see you in the afternoon." He lowers his head and stuffs his hands in his pockets. I love this pose. His unkempt hair falling over his face.

"Hey handsome, thanks for tonight. Especially the oral. Very, VERY good. I'm a big fan." I grin.

He captures my waist." Good, cause your pussy is addictive. I can't wait to enjoy more." Chris nips my bottom lip and gives me one of his make me weak in the knees profound kisses that leave me dazed for a few minutes.

Saturday Morning

Chris:

I wake up earlier than usual to get to work, I'm trying to see Kat before she leaves with Maria. I walk into an eerily quiet shop at 7:30 am. I know Kat is here because I saw her lipstick red CR-V parked in the front lot. As I continue further into the shop , I yell.

" Kat?" "Chico?" Neither answers me.

Maria is the one that responds." They're having a staring contest. If Kat wins I get to go with her." She flashes me a bright smile." I rooting for Kat."

When I finally see my woman and my co-worker in the repair area, I have to stifle my laughter. Chico is towering over Kat with his arms folded looking like the scary motherfucker he is. Kat doesn't look one bit intimidated, arms on her hips, face lifted returning Chico's intense gaze. I stand next to Maria watching this battle of wills. I find myself admiring Kat. She's dressed in white terry cloth short shorts that show off her mocha colored legs which house that sweet pussy between them. She's wearing  a matching white terry cloth zip up top with short sleeves. Her long hair up in a messy bun exposing that kissable neck.

Kat takes a slow determined step forward, narrows her eyes into slits, purses her lips together in what I'm assuming is suppose to be a threatening pose. She looks fucking adorable. Chico starts to chuckle.

"Fine. You win." He says still chuckling.

Kat pokes his chest." I told you I could be a scary ass bitch." Chico starts to actually laugh. I don't think I've ever heard him laugh before. Maria has a perplexed expession, I guess she's never heard that noise come from her father either. She turns to me.

" Is he laughing?" I nod my head and shrug as I walk over to them.

"I take Maria with me, I'll get you lunch, and a free carwash. Deal?" Kat returned her hands to her hips while negotiating.

"You will have her back by 1:00pm, so her mama will pick her up." Accent heavy.

"Jes, papi." Kat answers.

Chico extends his hand."Deal." Kat ignores his outstretched hand and embraces him instead. Chico looks stunned and just stands there. It's hilarious to watch. Kat pulls away, hits him lightly on his chest.

"Holy shit man, it's like hugging a giant fucking oak tree." And for the second time today, Chico laughs heartily.

I wrap an arm around her shoulders from behind and kiss her delectable collar.

"You are something else Katarina."She lays her head on my chest and gently rubs my forearm as it rest across her chest.

"Hi Chico." I greet him.

"Hey Chris."

Kat removes my arm and grips my hand.

"Thank you Chico." She says sincerely. Chico nods his head smiling.

Maria still looks a little puzzled. Kat gives Maria a high five.

"Maria, get the car keys." She whispers.

Kat guides me to the lobby. When we stop, her hands start massaging my scalp as she trails sweet loving kisses along my jawline until she reaches my lips.

"Morning gorgeous."She says as her eyes reflect a blend of lust and genuine affection.

"Morning beautiful." I take her in my arms, relishing the feel of her body against mine. I bury my face in the crook of her neck inhaling her familiar aroma of almond and vanilla.

"Mmmm." I snuggle closer. I love this woman. The fuck! Did I just think that? I pull away to see beautiful brown eyes staring at me with concern.

"You okay baby?" I'm still in shock by my realization.

"Ummm,

Yeah." At that moment Maria comes in jiggling keys.

Kat grabs my face, pecks my lips." See you later."

Kat:

I park Chico's 1980 black Chevrolet Silverado Pickup in the Student Union parking lot. Maria and I get out the truck.

"Come on, mami." I thread my arm through hers and lead her to where the fundraiser is being set up. It's pretty elaborate: there's an area for carwashing, tables are set up for the various clubs offered by the University, there's displays for the fraternitys and sororitys, there's a University Student Admissions table, and a huge snack and drink buffet. This is pretty sweet. There's a lot of kids here Maria'a age.

"Katty!" Michelle comes charging at me. "Katty! You came!" She hugs me so tight around my neck, I can barely breathe. I pull her strangling arms off of me.

"The hell Michelle. You trying to choke me?"

"Sorry, Katty. I'm just so, so glad to see you. My father's driving me crazy with his political bullshit." She huffs and folds her arms. I wrap my arms around her and pet her hair.

"I'm here baby girl. Where's your big bad daddy?" She points behind her where there's a shitload of cameras and T.V. station personalities talking and taking pictures. Mr. Donald Grammer, Michelle's father, plans to run for re-election into the United States Senate this year so his campaign team has been working relentlessly getting coverage on every minuscule thing he does for the state. I saunter to him.

"Hello father." I refer to Michelle's father as father and she does the same with my parents. When we became friends in high school, we were inseparable. We became so comfortable living at each others houses, we sometimes forgot which home we were at. We ended up referring to each others parents as mother and father. It made sense to us because we already considered ourselves sisters.

"Katarina, how nice of you to come help." He grabs my shoulders and kisses my cheek.

"It brings me immense joy to give back to the community and I am grateful you have organized such a delightful get together for our youths." He smiles brightly at me. He places an arm on my shoulders as pictures are snapped.

"Thank you Katarina." Mr. Grammer says before letting me go. I stroll back to Michelle and Maria.

"And that's how it is done, sweetie."

"O shit. I forgot to introduce you two."

"No need. We are civilized enough to introduce ourselves Katarina." Michelle says with a smirk.

"What is all this shit for anyway?" I ask her.

"It's a youth community day." She turns to Maria." Maria, you'll fit right in. This day is directed to teens like you to get interested in going to college. And a fun day to socialize with other teenagers."

"Cool! It's sure beats hanging out at the Auto Shop all day."

"Good. You want to help set some stuff up or just look around?"

"I can help." She says quickly.

"Maria, are you sure?" I ask carefully, not wanting her to feel any pressure to have to work.

"O yeah." She replys excited.

"Mark!" Michelle gets his attention. Mark looks about 17 years old, a

good looking African American. He runs over.

"Mark, can you show Maria around and let her know where she can help out."

"Yes, ma'am."He holds his arm out for Maria , she slips her hand in with a giggle.

"Maria, I'll be around if you need anything. Okay, sweetie?" I tell her because she is my responsibility.

"Yes, Miss Kat. I mean Kat. Thank you for bringing me." I smile at her. She seems over the moon as she's whisked away by young handsome Mark.

My attention on Michelle,"Okay, so what am I doing?"

"Moral support."Michelle sighs. She throws an arm around my shoulders and pulls me in close. We lean our heads together.

"Anytime luv."

I had a fun day spending time with my best friend. We did political rounds with her father, toured the booths, joked and danced with the teens. When we'd get wore out, we'd sneak off for a breather and catch up on our lives. I went to check on Maria at least twice every hour. She was having a blast which made me extremely proud that I bought her to this event. I even remembered to get Chico's truck washed and waxed, it's shiny. By 12:20pm, I tell Maria 10 more minutes before we have to leave. I go make plans with Michelle.

"What time does this shindig end?" I ask her.

"3 pm."

"I'll go get Dee and we'll swing around here picking you up. We'll get something to eat and go sex shopping."

"Sounds like a plan." I kiss her.

As I'm going to retrieve Maria to leave, Marcus intercepts my path. He is wearing an Alpha Delta Pi polo with khaki shorts and a bleach blond skank on his arm.

"Hello Kat." He tries to touch my cheek but I move my head.

"O you still mad about the other day. Sorry about that."

I roll my eyes. "Is there something you want?" He's eye fucking me and I'm repulsed by it.

"You know there is." He says suggestively with a smirk. This is not cool. He's suppose to be Chris' friend.

"This is my friend Candice, Candice this is Kat." Candice gives me an artificial smile.

"Hi."

Marcus stoops closer."Don't worry, Chris didn't fuck her. But, there are plenty  and I mean plenty of women around here he did." He says in a bitter tone which I do not appreciate at all. I'm pissed, so I knee him in the balls with a vengeance. He immediately grabs them and falls to his knees.

"Good luck fucking someone tonight, asshole." I hiss at him and storm off. I'm fuming. If it wasn't Mr. Grammer's event, I would go back and kick his triflin ass some more.

I feel bad for Maria having to listen to me cuss Marcus out using the entire spectrum of profane words I could imagine. Although, I did catch her smiling a few times at my vibrant language.

When we reach Chase Auto Repair Shop, I'm still furious. I calm myself down enough to give Maria a big hug.

"Thank you Kat. I sorry about what happened with that guy." She says remorsefully.

"No. It's okay sweetie. It wasn't your fault. I apologize for all the cursing I did in the car. I'm glad you had a good time."

She smiles and nods."It was fantastic!"

"Hey can you bring these in." I hand her the 3 large pizzas I bought for the guys. "I'll be in soon. Just need a few minutes to compose myself."

I shut my eyes, take some deep slow breaths. It seems to work until I start thinking about that bitch ass motherfucker and my rage surfaces again. I need an outlet to get rid of this anger. I need to punch someone, I wonder if Angie is here. Maybe, I'll just go for a run.

I sense Chris before I actually see him. When I open my eyes, I take in his sexy ass dressed in coveralls, hair damp from sweat, enticing lip ring, and panty dropping sea green eyes looking at me with care. I know I found my avenue to release all my animosity.

I walk over to Chris , grab fistfuls of his lapels, and proceed to rape his mouth. Diving my tongue down his throat, sucking and harshly biting and tugging his lips. I have my way ravishing his celestial mouth until my anger subsides.

"Wow!" I breath out. I run my hands through his smooth hair that falls on his collar.

"Fuck. I needed that." Still breathing heavy, I feel spent.

Chris picks me up bridal style and sits me in the bed of his truck.

"Tell me what happened." He demands. He stands between my legs, his lips are a burgundy color and puffy. It looks painful. My fingers timidly tap them.

"Does it hurt?"

"No. Tell me what happened." His expression serious. I inform him about Marcus' obnoxious behavior and how much it pissed the shit out of me. I tell him how I kneed him in his fucking nuts and how much I wanted to do more damage but didn't out of respect for Michelle's father.

His face displays a mixture of anger and saddness.

"Hey babe, I don't care about the women." I say softly."I was pissed at a so-called friend acting like a fucking dick."

He sighs and sits next to me. His shoulders slump, he looks defeated.

"If it wasn't for the shit I did before, you wouldn't have to deal with any of this."

I stroke his back soothingly. His eyes still downcast.

"Kat, after my mom died, I had a really hard time coping with it. I kinda blamed myself. In order to deal with her death, I started shooting up heroin and meth." He takes a deep breath. "I know it was wrong, but it gave me an incredible rush and made me forget about shit. Which is what I wanted at the time. Staying high all day was expensive, so I started selling too. Went to jail for 6 months.Chase suffered a lot because of me but he never gave up on me. And Chico, I met in prison, he changed my life. Got me back on the right path. For that, I owe Chico an unrepayable debt. Plain and simple Kat, I'm a fuck up and you deserve better."

He gets up to leave, but I snatch his arm. He stares at me, his eyes laden with regret and sorrow and it breaks my heart. I hold his face delicately. The words just flow out effortlessly without even thinking about it.

"Christopher James, I..love..you." It's the only phrase that conveys how I feel: that his past does not affect my perception of him, I'm proud to be with him,and that I'm fully invested in this relationship and not willing to give up on it.

He looks at me in awe, then carefully lowers his lips to mine. He kisses my neck tenderly.

"Thank you." Is all he says.

"Come see me tonight?" I whisper my request.

"Yes baby." He speaks in my neck and gives me a parting kiss on my cheek.

Chris:

I am beyond ecstatic. I was definitely taken aback by Kat's confession. It took me a while to completely understand what it meant, mainly that she still wanted to be with me. After that, I couldn't erase this fucking grin on my face.

I'm on my way to see Kat tonight, but I have to make one stop first.

I pull up to the Alpha Delta Pi fraternity house. It's only 7 pm so the regular Saturday night party hasn't started yet. Marcus' fraternity brother, Brad, opens the door. I shake his hand.

"Marcus here?"

"Upstairs man."

I knock and open the door not waiting for an invitation. Marcus is sitting up on his bed watching T.V. He's surprised to see me but puts on a phony smile.

"Hey Chris, what's going on? You should have called man."

"Cut the bullshit Marcus. What the fuck is your problem with Kat?"

He stands up glaring at me. Marcus is slightly taller than me and much bulkier. The difference is I didn't grow up as a spoiled rich kid who had other people handle their battles. Being brought up in a white trash neighborhood has it's advantages. I've had my fair share of fights.

"She's too good for you."

"And what? You think you're good enough for her?"

"Screw you with your high and mighty attitude just because you've remained abstinent for 3 years. Yeah, what happened to that crap anyway? And when the fuck did you develop a taste for black pussy?"

Then it hits me, he's fucking jealous. Even though Marcus is there, I'm mostly thinking out loud when I say," Kat's a woman you've been trying to screw for 2 years and haven't been able to. The handsome, rich, athlete who gets any girl he wants can't get Kat. And me, a white trash, mechanic with no social status gets the girl in less than a week of meeting her." He sneers at me.

"That's it Marcus? That's what you're pissed about isn't it?"

"Fuck you, Chris." He spits out.

"Just stay the fuck away from her."I warn him and leave.

Kat opens the door, she instantly throws her arms around my neck. I hug her back tightly.

"Hi handsome."  She has an unbelievably huge grin. She gives me a quick kiss.

"I've got something for you." She hands me an envelope.

"Where's everyone?" I ask as I retrieve the contents of the envelope.

"Dee's working nightshift and Michelle is at Josh's. Just you and me tonight, love."

The papers are our lab results. We are both clean. I raise an eyebrow questioning her.

"You ready to fuck me ?"Her voice husky, making my dick grow. Her back is against the arm of the sofa. I stand in front of her between her legs.

"No baby. I'm not fucking you tonight. I'm gonna do something I've never done. I'm going to make love to you." I hear her gasp as I descend my lips to hers.

Kat:

His kiss took my breath away. It was a tender kiss full of promise of his previous statement that he was going to make love to me. Still standing by the couch, we continue to kiss each other. Our tongues entwining trying to make impossible knots, desperately reaching, exploring the extent of our oral cavities. Our tongues and lips, alternating sucking and biting each others lips whole. Our heads move perfectly when needed to allow one another the different angle desired to continue our lingual manipulations. Our breathing heavy, we do not disconnect our mouths. We pause brieftly to take each others breath as our own before our tongues resume their eroctic exploitation. We persist this sensual make out session until our need for more intimate contact engulfs us.

Chris removes his T-shirt, then calmy removes my camisole. I am not wearing a bra so my voluptuous breast are revealed.

"Wow baby. Fucking beautiful." His voice hoarse. I smile with pleasure as he grabs one in each hand, testing their size and weight. Chris brings his face to my chest, rubs his stubbled cheeks against the contrasting softness of my breast. Feels good. I brace myself with my hands on the arm of the couch as he lightly licks my dark nipple causing my body to shudder. Chris massages one breast as he greedily takes in as much of the other as he can fit in his warm mouth. He groans as he masterfully sucks my tit bringing fresh pools of wetness between my thighs. My body reflexively arches toward his hot mouth encouraging him to continue.

"Mmmm." He swithches, giving the other breast the same attention and leaving both nipples hard as rocks. This motherfucker is good.

Thumbs grazing my rigid nubs, he begins kissing my neck. My whole body is so sensitive to his touch.

Chris looks so fucking hot. His lean, ripped torso unconcealed. That sexy ass tattoo accentuating his arm and chest, making me cream my cunt even more. His jeans falling casually right below his waist exposing his happy trail but not disclosing his coveted manhood.

"Kat, are you ready for me?" He whispers between kisses.

"Hells yeah." I say breathless. I feel his smile against my collar.

Chris pulls down my black cheerleader shorts and panties. He places a sweet kiss on my mound as he stands up.

"I want you on the couch." He leads me around the opposite side. Chris positions me with one leg on the floor and one leg kneeling on the sofa. My hands gripping the arm of the couch and my ass tilted back towards him.

"Perfect round ass, Kat." He softly runs his rough hands over it, moving down until he spreads my lower lips and inserts two digits in my drenched hole.

"Mmmm. So fucking wet baby."

"I want you Chris." I gasp as Chris inserts a third finger. He starts pumping them cautiously.

"How does it feel Kat?"

"Good, but I want your dick." He starts pumping his fingers faster. He reaches around with his other hand and strokes my swollen clit. I'm so fucking horny, it only takes a few seconds before I'm coming all over his hand.

"Mmmmhmmm. So.. good."

As I recover from my first orgasm tonight, I hear Chris remove his pants. His firm chest on my back, I turn my face. His lips crash against mine, we fall into that sensual tongue ballad once more. One of his legs is next to mine on the floor, the other one is bent over my kneeling one. His generous member stroking my slit.

"Fu...cc...k!" I try to yell as his huge cock enters my cunt. Chris kisses me intensely until the initial pain subsides.

I relax, Chris commences to move inside me. We both move slowly, rhythmically. We melt together and move as one. The girth of his dick stretching me out delightfully to my limit. His length going in so deep hitting ever sweet spot throughly.

He groans." Baby, your pussy is so fucking tight. Fuck!" Chris begins to lunge into me, I meet him with equally forceful movements of my own.

"Holy shit, baby! That feels fucking awesome!" I pant. This angle, the onslaught of his thrust is hitting every fucking G-spot I own.

I didn't think my pleasure could increase until Chris kneads my breast, pinching my nipple with one hand. His other palm pressing against my abdomen right above my pelvis as his fingers stroke my engorged clit.

"Ahhh...Christopher..I'm...go..ing.. to..." I feel my walls start clenching.

"Not yet baby." He moans. His movements become deep, slow, circles, reeling me back from my impending orgasm. Chris commences those sinfully delicious thrust bringing back to the edge again. This motherfucker has my pussy fluttering on the fucking verge of release and I'm loving it. I feel like every single pore in my body is aroused, all my senses on high alert.

I could live in this ecstasy forever. He continues this sweet, sweet torture of my being. We crescendo to the point right before the anticipated climax, pull back, and journey back up again. Fucking delicious. I feel Chris' sweat on my back, our heavy breaths mingled together, the sounds of his groans and my whimpers, and the lewd sexual melody of our juices spilling as our bodies collide.

"You ready to cum for me baby?" His speech strained.

"Y...es." I can barely speak. This shit is too good. He rams my pussy harder, faster, deeper. Tears stream down my face.

"Ho...ly...G..od...Ch..ris!" My orgasm is like nothing I've ever felt before, feels like my whole body coming apart blissfully. My body convulsing uncontrollably, my pussy constricting Chris' dick gluttonously, this intoxicating euphoria never ending. I feel Chris' release and it intensifies my current orgasm. Our coital juices mixing and overflowing my opening. The fuck did he do to me. Soo good. That was my last thought. I'm not sure how long my orgasm lasted or when I finally stopped trembling. I'm pretty sure I blacked out.

When I  come to, I find myself sitting across Chris' lap with my head on his shoulder. Both of us still in our naked glory. His arms are wrapped around me, rubbing my back lovingly. I lift my head  to look at his gorgeous face.

"Wow Chris. Just. Fucking. Wow." My voice husky.

"Yeah, wow is fucking right. Was fucking amazing, baby."He caresses my cheek and kisses my lips tenderly.

"I love you, Chris." His alluring dark green eyes looking at me adoringly.

Thank you, babe. I love you too."The sincerity in his voice cause me to kiss him deeply. I strandle his waist and rub my size D tits on his chest. His erection growing, my pussy throbbing and creaming. This sends us into another round of love making.

Chris softly grips my hips and guides me on top of his penis. He groans and I whimper as his warm flesh stretches my inner walls. I start sliding up and down his shaft getting a feel for this new position. My forearms find support on his shoulders, my hands threading through his long silky locks. He moans as my tongue finds his, our erotic oral dance resumes. Breathing erractically, heart racing, I pull back to look at my lover.

"I want to watch you cum." I say. Our eyes locked together as I start to bounce enthusiastically on his cock. He clasp an ass cheek in each hand and pounds my pussy meeting each of my vigorous thrust. Sending us both to that beautiful abyss of climax.

"Fuc..king... He..ll..Kat!" It is so fucking hot watching him come. His brows furrow, top teeth biting his bottom lip, his darken eyes radiating a pure carnal need to achieve sexual satisfaction . Absolutely beautiful.

 I collapse on top of him, wrap my arms around his neck. I am worn the fuck out.

"Your pussy. So. Fucking. Good. Baby."Chris breaths out as he snuggles his face in the crook of my neck. I chuckle.

"Chris, baby. Bed. Now. Need sleep." Chris carries me into the bedroom my legs embracing his waist. I love this. I don't want to let go.

He lays me in my bed and covers me, but doesn't lay down.

"Don't leave, baby." I tell him through half closed lids. I sense the smile in his voice .

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to wipe you down and then pick up our stuff in the living room." He kisses my forehead, I do not remember anything after that.

Chris:

Tonight was fucking incredible, making love to Kat was unbelieveably amazing. No fucking way I''m letting this girl go.

I'm propped on my elbow watching her sleep. She's positively radiant and she's mine. I kiss her shoulder, wrap my arm around her waist  and curl my naked body next to hers. I fall asleep completely satiated and happy beyond belief.

"Mmmm." I propel my hips up into a moist, warm...

"Mmmm ..good.." I move my hand down and run into thick, soft hair.

"Kat." I say still groggy. Kat moans as she sucks my dick sending erotic vibrations from my cock, to my balls, to my ass. She strokes and sucks my dick skillfully. She uses her other hand to massage my balls and taint. I coil my hand in her long hair until I reach her scalp. Fisting her hair, I assist the tempo in which she ascends and descends on me and increase the length of my cock penetrating her divine mouth. She takes it cravingly moaning with pleasure.

"You like that fucking dick, baby?" I groan.

"Mmmmhmmm."She hums, sending those enjoyable sensations through my cock and balls.

"Fuc..k.. ye..ah..ba..by!" Accelerating the speed of my thrusts, I shoot my load into her awaiting cavity. She continues to suck my dick until it's completely drained. This woman is freaking awesome. Kat climbs on top of me and lays her head on my chest.

"So, you liked it?" She asks satisfied with herself.

"Best fucking blowjob I've ever had, babe." I kiss the top of her head. We fall asleep like this.

I could not have imagined waking up to a more pleasant sight. My breath-taking beautiful woman laying naked on top of me. I lie here relishing this serene moment. I gently stroke Kat's back, enjoying the feel of her silky skin. I travel down her body and capture those two plump orbs. I alternate between squeezing and rubbing that hot ass. Kat starts moaning, slowly grinding her smooth, dripping pussy on my hard on. She looks up at me through sleepy eyes, persisting her arousing gyrations on my dick.

"Good morning, lover." She smiles.

"Morning babe."

"Mmmm. Whatcha doing today?" She ask.

I give her a sinful smirk." I'm about to make love to you." She grins approvingly. I flip her over on her back, I kiss those delectable lips as I slide my dick in expanding her tight hole. 

Kat whimpers."Fuck baby. I love how your cock stretches out my pussy." I growl. She wraps those long, brown legs around my waist, I bury my dick all the way to the hilt.

"God fucking damn!" She yells. I move in deep, sluggish, circles. Kat follows after a little while

 undulating her hips, submerging my dick further in her cunt. I rest my forearms on either side of her head and press my chest on hers reveling the feel of those big tits against me. I kiss her tenderly, her tongue licks my lip ring and gently pulls it.

"I think this shit is sexy." She says holding on to it. It makes me smile. I like that she finds it arousing.

I ravish her mouth. Our bodies fuse moving as one synchronized sensual being.

I separate our mouths. I lovingly kiss Kat's cheek, then her neck. I gaze into those dark chocolate eyes.

"I love you Kat."I tell her then resume kissing those supple lips.

Our kisses become voracious. Our movements grow edacious, faster rotations of our hips, deeper strokes, my pelvis pressing against and grinding relentlessly on her swollen pearl.

"Ahh..mmm.. fuck...shit..mmm" Kat moans and swears. Her pussy starts choking my dick coaxing it to release it's seed. As my baby comes convulsing underneath me, my dick submits depositing my cum deep inside her. We stay connected, recuperating in each others embrace.

"Fucking heaven Kat." I say nuzzling into her neck.

"I know. You sure are." She answers in small gasps.

"Shit! Baby, I'm so sorry. I'm crushing you."I pull out quickly and hover over her supporting myself on my arms.

"No. I love the weight of this hot piece of ass on top of me." She slaps my ass. I smile at her, kiss her soft lips, roll over on my back and stare up at the ceiling.

"Kat, I should have probably asked this before. I didn't use a condom. Are you on any birth control?" She shifts on her side to face me and I turn my head to look at her amused face.

"Yes, lover I am. I get the shot." She gives me a chaste kiss on my chin," I have to pee."

She climbs over me."Ohh.." She grimaces. When she begins walking to the bathroom, she yells." Ahh! Fucking hell Chris, I think you broke me." I'm laughing

but rapidly get up and carry her bridal style to the toilet.

"I'm going to run a warm bath for you babe. You have any of those bath salt things, I hear they help?"I turn on the water, adjust the temperature, and let the tub fill.

"You know honey," I look over at her with a suggestive smirk.

"Yes? Are you ready for another round?" Kat cracks up laughing.

"Not exactly, lover."

"I was going to say, you know the rules. You break it, you buy it. I guess I'm yours."I kneel in front of her, cup her face and lower it to mine.

"Fuck yeah, you are, Kat." I kiss her intensely, my dick rising wanting to claim her again. I pull back, our foreheads together, short of breath. Her dark brown orbs staring at me lustfully. I want to fuck her. Kat closes her eyes.

"Fuck Chris. I can't get enough of you, but my pussy is so fucking sore right now."

"It's okay, baby. Let's heal you up. Where are those bath salts?"

"Under the sink." I grab them and pour them in the bath water. After they dissolve, I pick Kat up and lower her into the soothing warm bath.

"Mmmm. Thank you Chris." She relaxes her body in the tub. I kiss her head and sit on the edge of the tub regarding her impeccable form.

"What are you doing today, babe?" Kat asks.

"Probably be in the library most of the day. I have to present a proposal at one of the interviews in 2 weeks. How about you?"

"Sunday lunch at my parents house. After your interviews are over you should come. Meet my parents and officially meet Katherine."

I nod my head."Sounds good." I'm fucking nervous. Meeting parents, I've never had to do that before. All the how about if I'm not good enough for their perfect daughter cliche shit running through my head. Kat must see my anxiety.

"Hey Chris, babe." She grabs my hand, kisses the palm. I direct my eyes to her.

"I love you, they will too." My tension diminishes as she continues to place quick little pecks all over my palm and fingers.

"I'm going to make you breakfast. Take your time in here." I leave her with a quick peck to her lips. I get dressed in my jeans and T-shirt and head for the kitchen.

I have breakfast ready by 10 a.m. The kitchen is well organized so it wasn't hard finding the items I needed. I make pancakes, scrambled eggs, and Canadian bacon.

"Well, hello there Chris." I turn around. It's Michelle grinning at me playfully from behind the bar.

"Good morning, Michelle."

"Sooo. Can my girl walk this morning?"She asks languidly.

I smirk, pretty proud of myself." I left her soaking in the tub. I was just about to tell her breakfast was ready. Would you like some?"

"Michelle!" Kat trys to run to her but it looks really awkward but incredibly cute. She changed into a red pair of pajama pants with matching tank top.

Michelle starts laughing and bends over a bar stool. Kat stands over her trying to appear angry but can not keep a straight face. She finally gives in and laughs with her.

Michelle lifts herself up and hugs Kat.

"Well, how was your first time Katty?" Kat gives me a bright smile.

"Infuckingcredible! Chris' dick is fucking gold." Kat winks at me. I must be beet red.

Michelle and Kat giggle. Michelle hugs Kat again.

"Good for you sweetie."She tightens the hug and gives Kat a long, wet smooch on her cheek. "Be right back."

Michelle comes back and sits with us while we eat. She says she's already had breakfast so she just eats an orange. It's fun. Michelle and Kat together are hilarious. They had me blushing and laughing throughout the meal. I love her friendship with Michelle, it's so genuine.

Kat does not allow me to pick up after breakfast. So while she cleans up, I take a shower. Kat provides me with a new toothbrush and clean towels. I redress in my same clothes.

Kat walks me to my truck, wraps her arms around my waist, mine encircle her shoulders. She rest her head against my chest.

"I know I already said it, but thank you. Last night, this morning, fucking amazing."She inhales deeply and breathes out slowly.

Kat looks up at me but squeezes her eyes closed."Chris, you can say no if you want. But, I wanted to ask if...ummm. I could possibly...you could maybe give me your shirt. I know it might sound weird, but I love the way you smell. I want to wear your shirt when your not with me so I can still be able to smell you. Too much?" I shut my rambling beauty up with a kiss. I break the kiss and take off my shirt. Her eyes beaming with joy when I hand her my T-shirt. I smile at how little it takes to make this woman happy.

"I love you." She jumps up and places a soft sweet kiss to my lips.

"I love you, too." I climb in my truck thinking how fucking redneck this must look. No shirt on, about to drive home in my truck after having sex over my girlfriends house last night.

Kat turns around.

"O wait. Babe, Sunday lunch, Carmen, mama's chef makes a shitload of food. I can bring you some leftovers tonight for dinner, if you want." I smile at the thought of seeing Kat again tonight.

"Okay."

Kat:

Sunday family lunch. Yay! I am so fucking happy right now. After Chris left, Michelle and I woke Dee up to share my exquistely magnificent lost of virginity tale. Okay, maybe that was too much but it was incredible sex. We spent about an hour having girl talk and joking around. I am really lucky to have such wonderful women in my life.

The three of us ride together to my parents house. Josh is already here waiting for us in his 2010 blue Ford Mustang convertible. He climbs out when we pull into the driveway. After friendly greetings, we walk in together.

Daddy is in the kitchen wearing black dress pants and a crisp blue dress shirt. Mama is in an elegant blue pant suit helping Carmen, their chef, with lunch. They just got back from church. Michelle grabs my hand and sprints towards daddy dragging me behind. I'm still sore from all the glorious love-making I had last night and this morning, so running isn't comfortable at all.

"Fuck Michelle! That fucking hurts!" I yell. She starts laughing giving me a sympathetic look.

"Ooo. Sorry Katty, I forgot." She wraps her arm around my shoulders. Daddy, mama, and Carmen are looking at me with concern.

"Are you okay Katarina? What happened?" Daddy asks.

"It's nothing daddy, I just fell." I lie lowering my head to the cream ceramic tiles decorating the kitchen floor.

"Yeah. Fell on Christopher James' dick?" Michelle mumbles. I scowl at her and slap her back.

"Christopher James?" Daddy raises an eyebrow inquisitively. Desperate to change the subject, I say.

"Daddy, have you met Joshua Adams, the guy Michelle is fuc..."

"Katarina Marie Creed, watch your language in this house!  "Mama scolds me. She sighs. "I do not know how I raised such foul mouth young ladies. "Turning away from Michelle and me, her demeanor softens. "Denise, sweetheart, how are you?" She gives Dee a welcoming hug. Michelle and I shoot Dee the middle finger. Dee responds by sticking her tongue out at us.

She says, "I'm good mama. At least you have ONE daughter you raised right." Shaking her head mama says. "Ain't that the truth."

While daddy is distracted, Michelle and I take the opportunity to shower him with hello kisses.

"Good to see you too, girls." He says as he encircles an arm around each of us.

Focusing on Josh, he addresses him."Hello Joshua, it's nice to meet you." He extends his hand releasing Michelle.

"Hello, Mr. Creed, likewise." They shake hands.

"God bless you for putting up with this one." He motions to Michelle with his head. Josh looks at Michelle endearingly as she tucks herself under his arms. He kisses the top of her head.

"She's not so bad."

Sunday lunch went well, I enjoyed it like always.

Daddy and Josh got along decently. They spoke mostly about work, school, and Josh's after graduation plans. Which basically entails more schooling. He wants to go to graduate school for a Masters in Accounting.

Josh and Michelle left about an hour ago. Dee left with them explaining she needed more sleep. I stayed behind, spending my time playing with Kayla and catching up with Katherine.

Chris texts me at 6pm that he is heading home from the library.  Carmen made Mexican Lasagna for lunch and gives me half a pan to take to Chris. I have to promise her that I will introduce her to him soon. I say goodbye to my wonderful family and proceed to visit my amazing boyfriend.

When I arrive at Chris' place, I tote the half pan of Mexican lasagna to the front door. Chris opens the door before I get a chance to knock.

"Hi babe." He gives me a tender kiss with those soft lips and God Damn! if that doesn't have my body craving more. He takes the pan from me. I follow him into a modest  kitchen where he deposits the container on top of the stove. When he turns around, his dark green eyes are filled with desire. He drags me to him by my waist. I wrap my arms around his neck gently massaging it. Chris closes his eyes with a smile. I continue, taking pride in the fact that he's appreciating my contact.

"I've been thinking about you all day, Kat." He says softly moving his hands to my butt. I caress his 2 day old stubbled cheeks and capture his bottom lip with my full ones in a sensual kiss. He squeezes my ass pushing my core against his growing member. I release his mouth with a moan of regret.

"Baby, I want you to eat first." I whisper. He smirks mischievously.

"Gladly." Chris turns me around lifting me on the counter easily spreading my legs against my knee length black bell shape skirt.

"O Shit." I pant as his intentions dawn on me.  

"Chris!" It's Chase. "Chris!"

"FUUCCK!" He bangs his head on the countertop between my spread legs. " In the fucking kitchen!" He closes my legs and I jump off the kitchen surface, smoothing my skirt down.

Chris' back is to me as he watches the door shaped opening to the kitchen. I push him towards the kitchen table.

"Go sit. I meant eat LASAGNA, smart ass." Chris chuckles."Let me fix you a plate."

He regards me with unease."You don't have to do that Kat, I can do it myself."

"Go." I slap his firm ass."Let me do my girlfriendly duties." He accedes.

"Hey, I'm ..." Chase pokes his head through the kitchen entrance. I look back at him and smile. He has that cocky grin on his handsome face.

"Hello darlin." He says in that sexy southern drawl as he slowly struts towards me.

"What did you need Chase?" Chris asks him midway. He stops to address his brother.

"O, yeah. Kat distracted me. I'm on my way to pick Angie up from her mothers."

I manage to find the utensils and a plate. I place a square of the warm food on a plate for Chris.

I feel a muscular arm snake around my waist, his fingers sprawl securely on my abdomen. For a second, I envision a threesome. My naked legs wrapped around Chris' waist as he pounds my pussy and Chase's powerful chest pressing my back as his dick fucks me in my ass. Wow. I inhale deeply wiping the erotic image from my mind.

"Whatcha got there sweetheart?" He says staring at the unwrapped pan.

"My mama's chef made Mexican lasagna for Sunday lunch." I cut a bite size piece with a fork. "I bought Chris some leftovers. You're welcome to have some if you want." I bring the fork up to his mouth. "Taste." Shit. That sounded kinda horny. Chase lifts an eyebrow in question but opens his mouth, his arm still hugging my middle. I feed him like a little kid cupping my free hand under the fork in case anything falls. I thank God he didn't make the gesture sexual at all.

"Holy Shit! That's good. Save me some."

"Will do." I move out of his hold with Chris' plate in hand. I set the dish in front of him.

"Thanks babe." I bend down, kiss those inviting lips making sure I savor his tongue before parting our mouths.

"What do you want to drink?" I ask with my lips inches away from his.

"Water in the fridge." His eyes fixed on my mouth as I run my tongue over my plump lips relishing his flavor.

"Fuck Kat, I don't get a hello kiss like that?" Chase asks.

"No!" Chris yells. I grab Chris a bottle of water from the refrigerator. As I pass Chase, I give him a sweet smile and motion him to come closer curling my index finger. I stand on my tip toes, give him a nice, long, smooch on the cheek then

I look at him seriously.

"Now get the fuck out of here so I can have sex with my boyfriend."I smile as I lightly push his chest. He laughs.

"Chris, you are one lucky son of a bitch." He says as he walks to the front door. I hand Chris his water, he is almost finished his meal. I settle across from Chris resting my elbow on the table and cradling the side of my head on my hand lazily. I sit admiring Chris' features and taking in his cute mannerisms.

"Chris, baby, how did you do working on your proposal today?"

"Pretty good for the most part. I do have a lot of work ahead of me though. I have to turn it in by Friday so they can review it before the interviews the following Friday. I probably will only go into the shop a few hours this week." I love the deep serious sound his voice. He glances down. When he raises his head, his tongue is manipulating his lip ring so I know he's anxious about something.

"I probably won't be able to see you much this week." It's very touching to see the remorse in his eyes. I get up and sit in his lap, straddling the chair. I cup his face with my hands.

"Baby, don't feel bad. I absolutely understand." I kiss him tenderly. My hands abandon his face. I start twirling a strand of my hair which is lying across my shoulder in a side ponytail.

"Hey maybe..." Now it's my turn to be nervous. "If you want, you could umm..." I close my eyes tight."You could sleepover?" I rush out the sentence. I release one eye from the prison of it's lid. Chris' hands are gently massaging my upper thighs. He's watching me with an adorable smile. I open my other eye.

"Fuck yeah, babe."He gives me one of his toe curling kisses.

"I believe you said something about having sex with your boyfriend." He voice husky. I nod my head slowly. He picks me up, my legs encircle his middle, and Chris charges up the stairs.

Chris throws me on his bed and proceeds to undress. He pulls his long sleeve cotton shirt over his head revealing his taut muscles. The pure lust in his dark eyes has me incredibly horny for him. I start to unbutton my dress shirt but I guess I'm too slow because Chris walks to me and rips it open. Fucking Hot! He pulls down the lacy material covering my breast. Milking my breast in his hand, he latches on to the nipple sucking it hungrily. His dark eyes watching my response. I find it so arousing.

"Mmm..Fuck Chris." I moan. Our eyes lock as we observe the mutual pleasure we are affording each other. My hands fist his soft hair encouraging his continual handling of my breast. Chris switches breast, leaving the erect nipple of my right breast in the cool air. His warm mouth engulfs my left tit giving it equal stimulation. His callus hand rubs up my inner thigh, his fingers spread my engorged pussy lips and dive into my drenched hole.

"Fuck Kat. Are you fucking serious? Your this fucking wet?" He groans. I gyrate my hips.

"Mmmm.. Chris." I feel my walls wanting to spasm already. I stop.

"No fingers, baby, I ..mmm Fuck."God, it feels too good. I'm trying to stop from cumming."I want...your..dick, baby." I manage to finally pant. He complies. But, when he removes his digits, I can't help it. I compress my thighs together and an orgasm hits me. Chris separates my legs, rips my panties off and immediately submerges his thick cock into my overflowing opening. My whimper is barely audible over the animalistic groan Chris releases as he enters me. I love this aggressive shit.

He gets on his knees, wraps my legs around his waist, his hands grip my hips lifting them off the bed.

"Hold on tight,babe." His voice a deep baritone holding lots of promise of the incredible fuck that is coming. His first thrust is hard, deep, hurts so fucking good. He uses his grip on my hips to slam my body into his thrusting frame. My man starts fucking the fucking hell out of me, releasing an onslaught of rapid, powerful pumps into my accepting core.

"Motherfucker Chris!" I climax amazingly hard. My body trembling and weak by the profound orgasm. My legs go limp but Chris secures them around his waist and continues to pound my spasming pussy.

"Holy Motherfucking Shit! Chris!" I keep having orgasm afer orgasm with each thrust.

"God Fucking Damn Kat! Too tight!" He groans.

I can feel his hot semen being released deep inside me. His movements continue but at a slower pace until he's completely empty.

"I love you, Kat." He finally lets my legs fall. He inclines down to kiss me. Chris dislodges himself from my core and lays on his back.

"Come here, babe." He says breathlessly. I snuggle my face into his sweaty neck, his arm rest on my hip. We stay in this post coital embrace for a while enjoying the peacefulness.

I lift my head,his eyes are closed, his breathing back to normal.

"I love you, Chris." I kiss his delectable lips. "You make me happy." He opens his eyes and has a self-satisfied smile."And not just because you have given me the best fucking orgasms of my entire life either." He smile grows wider.

"Same here, babe." He brings his mouth to mine in a sweet kiss.

Friday:

Kat:

Chris came over on Monday night but it was not to conducive to getting sleep. We kept waking up throughout the night having unbelievable sex. We were so tired Tuesday morning. I ended up skipping my morning class and Chris was late for his.

I've only gotten to see him during our literature class the rest of the week. I know how important it is to him to do an impeccable job on the proposal for my father's company.  But, I miss him. Since both of us are not phone people , we haven't talked much this week, either.

Chris is coming over tonight, but I want  to see him sooner. So, I'm bringing Raising Caines over to the shop. Maria requested the delicious chicken strips.

I park in front of the building. I'm about to exit the car when I hear a text come through my phone. It's Katherine: Katarina Marie Creed! I met your sweet boyfriend today. He just dropped off his internship interview proposal. You didn't tell him who your Father is?!!

"Fuck." I text her back: No! I have my reasons. Did you tell him?

Katherine: No. Be careful. Lies are never a good thing. Talk to daddy too! Love you, sis.

I sigh. I'm not ready yet. My text: Thanks. Love you too.

I walk in with 2 aluminum covered pans.

"Let me help you, Kat." Maria takes one of the pans and leads the way outside. I love the feel of a Friday afternoon in the Fall. Beautiful cool weather, the relief of no assignments hanging over your head until Sunday. Relaxed and liberated from the confines of college classes.

I walk to the back patio, Chase is sitting on the edge of a ledge with a guitar in his arms singing Jon Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive in a deep, raspy voice.

"I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride. I'm wanted dead or alive. Wanted dead or alive..."

"That's fucking sexy." I say out loud. Maria gives me an approving nod. Chase looks up with a cocky ass smirk.

We put the trays of food on the pinic table. I give Maria a hug and a kiss on the cheek which she returns enthusiastically.

I stand behind Maria, lay my hands on her right shoulder and position my chin on top of my hands. We stand there mesmerized by Chase.

I love to sing and I love this song. I can't stand it any longer. I tell myself fuck it and go sit next to Chase. I join in during the next chorus.

Chase:" I'm wanted"

Me: "Wanted"

Together: "Dead or Alive"

I match his raspy voice with a slightly higher although still deep griity voice of my own.

Chase:" Wanted"

Together: "Dead or Alive"

Chase turns to me and motions for me to go on. I do the next verse by myself.

Me: "I walk these streets, a loaded six string on my back..."

We do the last verse together, switching lines automatically like we've been doing it for years. Our voices complement each other naturally.

Chase rest his guitar on the side. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and I hug his strong chest.

"That was fucking awesome, darlin." He places a kiss on my head. Maria and Chico are clapping.

"Mr. Chase and Kat, you two sound really good together." Chico nods his head in approval. I let Chase go but he keeps his arm drapped on my shoulder loosely.

Angie steps through the open door.

"That was you?" She says confused. I cock my head to the side, lift an eyebrow.

"Yes! That. Was. Me. You got a problem with that?" Chase's grip on my shoulder tightens as my body tenses up.

"Not at all. I just didn't know you people listened to that type of music."I roll my eyes at her comment. I try to get up but Chase's hold on me is unyielding.

I frown at him.

" I'm not going to do shit. Bitch ain't worth it, babe." I pat his cheek and wink at him. He let's me go.

"Chase, I'm going to run some errands. I'll see you at home."She tells her husband. He lifts a hand.

"Later." There's nothing there. No feelings. Nothing. He deserves better.

Chris walks into the patio carrying a grocery bag with the drinks. I run to him, bury my hands in his long hair. I kiss him passionately, delving my tongue in his mouth, reacquainting myself with his taste. His free arm is strangling my waist.

There is a loud throat clearing. We stop. I rotate my head, Chase is watching us with a boyish grin.

"Although, I'm enjoying the free show, we do have minors present." He's right. I'm going to have to wait until tonight to really refamiliarize myself with Chris.

Lunch went great. I sat on Chris' lap the entire time. His hand rubbing my bare upper thigh, his lips discreetly caressing my neck and shoulders throughout our meal.

We enjoyed lunch for an hour. Me, Chris, Chico, Maria, and Chase. There was lots of laughter and delightful conversation among all of us.

Chase stands up first.

"Alright, funs over. Back to work."

"Thanks for lunch Kat." He kisses my cheek.

Everyone else rises too. Maria hugs me first.

"Bye Kat."

"Bye, girl. Shopping next Friday, right?" Maria has a Back to School Dance  in a few weeks and asked me to help her shop for a dress.

"Heck yes."

"I'll pick you up here afterschool." I look at Chico. " You asked your dad?"

"Yes." She hugs me again.

"Later Kat. Thanks." Chico says in his thick Mexican accent. He tries to walk past me  but I grab his massive arm.

"No, you don't." I attempt to give him a bear hug. He allows it which for him is the same as him hugging me back.

"You know you fucking love it." He just shakes his head and continues walking into the shop.

Chris wraps his solid arms around me from behind. He bites and sucks my neck. I close my eyes and moan.

"I miss you baby."

"I'll come see you afterwork, babe."

"You better." I turn in his arms and kiss him. I hold his hand as I trek to the front entrance to leave.

"Hey Kat." I stop to look at Chase who is standing at the front counter. "Come listen to my band play tonight at the Famous Door on Bourbon. Do a song with me." I nod my head.

"I'd love too."

Chris scrunches his eyebrows together .

"You sing Kat?"

"Yep." I smile at him and give him a quick peck.

"I'll see you tonight, handsome." I squeeze his ass and leave.

Friday Evening:

Chris:

I'm heading over to Kat's right now, I just left work. I miss my woman. She texted me earlier to just walk in, she said she would probably be in her room.

I walk into an empty house, I go straight to Kat's room.

"Kat?" I knock on the bedroom door before I turn the knob and enter.

"Yes, handsome?" I'm speechless.

Kat looks fucking sexy as hell in red lingerie. The bra is sheer lace cupping just half of those delectable brown globes. The curve of her waist into her hips is so fucking womanly. She has on a matching sheer lace g-string. I can see the subtle split in the middle. Fuck me. It's crotchless. I groan as I peruse her seductive outfit. Kat's hips are adorned with  a red garter belt strapped to thigh high stockings. Her feet are placed in charcoal stilettos. Her hair is hanging in loose curls down to her midback.

She saunters to me seductively licking her lips slowly. I unconsciously mimic her gesture. My jeans are too fucking tight for the fucking steel hard on in my pants.

"You like what you see?" Her voice husky. I can only nod my head still unable to form coherent thoughts.

Kat stands in front of me, she's fucking tall in those heels. She easily reaches my ear to whisper.

"I am going to take care of you tonight, Chris. I am going to make you cum and when you do I want to hear you scream my name." Her tongue snakes into my ear and erotically licks from the inside to the outside shell. I moan.

Kat grabs my hand, she turns around and walks in front of me. The perfect round orbs look so juicy, held up by those long shapely legs. She is sexiness personified.

She leads me to an antique style maroon chaise lounge. It has no sides and is curved to adhere to the curvature of your spine.

"Sit Chris." Kat commands. I sit on the side with my legs on the floor. I start to unbutton my pants. Kat halts my movements by touching my hand.

"I'll take care of you tonight, let me." She kneels in front of me and rubs my bulge.

"My big cock must be so constricted in there, let's get it out Chris." Her voice still husky and low. She unbuttons  then unzips my jeans. I lift my butt off the chaise as she pulls my jeans and boxers off.

"Mmmm." Kat encircles my dick in her hand, stroking it.

"Beautiful Chris." Her dark eyes locked on mine as the tip of her tongue wipes the pre-cum from my dick.

"Mmmm. You taste good, Chris." She swoops her hair to one side and takes me in her warm mouth, eyes remain fixed on mine. She's sucking my dick so fucking good. I groan and close my eyes. She release my dick from her mouth with a pop. I look down at her.

"I want you to watch me while I make you cum, Chris." Fuck. The way she keeps saying my name is oozing with lust. It's so hot. My attention is on Kat as she licks my shaft, her hand takes over stroking it expertly. Her mouth engulfs one of my balls, gently sucking it sending erotic sensations to my ass and cock. Fuck. I've never had anyone do this shit to me. She switches to the other side, her hand continuing to pump my dick. So fucking good. I groan. Her eyes staring at me conveying her pleasure.

"Kat, I'm gonna...cum." Her hot mouth embraces my throbbing cock, swirling and pumping up and down. My hips imitating her pumps.

"Fuck Kat!" I explode in her mouth. She moans as she sucks and swallows, draining me deliciously. She releases me with a loud pop.

She has an enticing grin. "I love sucking your dick, Chris." She has me under a lust filled spell. All I can think is how fucking sexy Kat is. I hear her words and my mind goes to how those beautiful full lips were wrapped around my cock and how fucking good it felt. I moan. My semi-erect dick twitches.

Kat smiles. She grasp the hem of of my T-shirt and pulls it off. She smells my shirt, it's cute gesture but definitely strange.

'I'm keeping this one, Chris." She throws it on her bed.

"Lay back for me, Chris." I do, my legs stretched out in front of me. She has a predatory gaze as she climbs on the chaise on all fours. Her tits look succulant as she rubs them the length of my torso. It feels so good as she continuously rocks her body back and forth. Her plump ass rising up in the air as she leans forward to stroke her large lace covered breast on me. My dick is getting hard again.

This time when she leans forward, she straddles me. So fucking Hot. Two chocolate mounds being offered on an elegant lace platter. When she straddled me, the split of her red crotchless panties spread further revealing her pink engorged nub and shaved swollen pussy lips. Fuck. 

Kat leans over to kiss me, first just licking my bottom lip savoring it then entering my mouth caressing my tongue.

"You are so God damn sexy, Chris." I feel her moisture dripping from her center on my stomach. I grab the back of her head shoving my tongue in her mouth. I kiss her fervently.

My daze over, I'm ready to enjoy this sexy ass red package. I slide my hand down her smooth back, grip her luscious ass positioning her over my fully erect manhood. Kat starts grinding her sopping wet pussy over my dick as our tongues fight for dominance.

Kat removes my hands from her ass and places one on each side of our bodies. She breaks our kiss as she persists grinding my dick with her wet cunt.

She smirks and in that sexual voice she says." You want this pussy, Chris?"

"Fuck Yes." I say out of breath.

"Tell me you want my pussy, Chris." She lifts up and lets the mushroom tip tease her opening.

"I. fucking. Want. My. sweet." I bite her neck, she moans."dark." I suck her neck, she moans."drenching." I lick her neck, she moans."wet." I kiss her neck, she moans again."Pussy, Kat." I say slowly with the same erotic tone she's been using. I free my hands, grasp her hips and slam my dick into her awaiting hole.

"Shit!" We both yell. It feels amazing.

She moves erotically on top, hips snaking and twisting in a hot sensual rhythm. I remove my hands from her hips and pull down the scarlet red lace material that has been obstructing my full view of those glorious breast. Finally. I bend forward, roughly taking one in my mouth while kneading the other one. Kat whimpers and continues riding my dick masterfully.She keeps moaning as her movements grow quicker. She places her hands on my chest for support and starts rapidly thrusting up and down on my cock as she clutches it with her inner walls.

"Fuck Kat!"

"Mmmm..you..like..th..at....Ch..ris?"

I grab her hips and take control slamming her down as I thrust up to meet her. Her breast bouncing with each pump. That shit is so feminine sexy to me. Feels too good! God Damn she's still tightening up.

"Fuck me Chris!" I look down to see that beautiful ebony skin peeking through that crimson red lace. Sexy as hell. I growl as I pump us both to orgasmic bliss.

"Christopher! Chris! Shit! Chris!" I fucking love hearing her scream my name as she reaches climax. She collapses on top of me still shaking. She pushes my sweaty hair away from my face.

"I fucking love you, Chris." She kisses my lips softly and rest her head on my chest.

Once I catch my breath, I say."Babe, did I tell you how sexy you look?" Kat lifts her head and smirks.

"Thanks, that was what I was going for."

After a few minutes, I ask."Kat, how long have you been singing?" She sits up and disconnects us. She smiles and lays back on my chest. Her smooth fingers start gently rubbing circles on my chest. My arms hug her and I rest my hands on her lower back.

"When I was 10, I asked my dad for singing lessons. I've always loved to sing. Problem is I don't have the sweet, classic Whitney Houston type of voice. I have more of a gritty Macy Gray/ Tina Turner type of voice. The teachers he found didn't want to fuck with it, said they couldn't help me. I got very discouraged, but daddy never gave up on me. He said my voice was beautiful and we just needed to find the right fit. He did. His name was Mr. Charles B, daddy said he ran into him one night at a nightclub he took some clients to. He said his singing reminded him of mine. We were lucky he agreed to give me voice lessons, he normally didn't. But, my father is very persuasive when it comes to something I want." She stops.

"I must sound so spoiled, huh?"She whispers.

"Yes." I answer truthfully." But also very much loved." I add.

Kat sighs."Yeah, he does."

"Mr. Charles B, taught me to sing songs suited for my kind of voice. Chase's voice reminds me of his. For my recitals, I'd get to go to the club and sing with him. Fucking awesome, a minor singing at a nightclub. Crazy, huh?  Daddy would take me. Mama would shit a brick if she knew. Great memories."

She's silent.

"Mr.Charles B died about 5 years ago, so I haven't really sang since."

"Your father sounds cool, babe." I rub her back.

"He is. He really is." She sighs. I move some of her hair out of her face.

"What's wrong?" She takes a deep breath.

"There's something I have to tell my father, but I am really fucking scared to tell him."

"Why?"

"Because I think it is going to disappoint him and ruin our relatonship." She turns her head so that it's facing down making her long hair cascade over my chest and arms.

"Look at me Kat." She raises her head, I cup her cheeks.

"This man loves you. There's no doubt about that, Kat. I know he will forgive you. You need to talk to him because from what I see, you are miserable. So your relationship is already changed and you lying to him isn't making it better. Tell him."

She huffs, looking away."I know. You're right. I really have to. He'll find out sooner or later anyway."

"Yes, babe. It's better coming from you." It's quiet.

"So, When are you going to talk to him?" She presses her forehead on my chest.

"I don't know."

"Pick a day Kat." I tell her. She looks up and frowns at me. She's so cute. "You know if you don't you're not going to do it." She glares at me.

"Okay. Sunday."

"This Sunday?"

"THIS Sunday."

"Now, call him and tell him you want to talk to him on Sunday."

"Now?" I nod my head. "Can I text him instead?" I lift an eyebrow.

"You know I don't like talking on the phone." She whines.

"Sure. Text now." I slap her ass signaling her to get up.

She gets up still in full lingerie attire.

"Damn girl." She turns around and giggles. Fuck, she's Hot. I go to the bathroom before I decide to make love to her again and skip going to watch Chase.

I start a bath. Kat walks in a few minutes later wearing my dirty T-shirt. I chuckle and shake my head.

"Why do you like those dirty shirts?" She grabs a handful of fabric and inhales it with a huge grin on her face.

"Cause it smells like Christopher James and he smells O soo divine." She fans herself. I laugh.

"Did you text your father?"

"Sir.Yes sir I did and received confirmation sir." She salutes me like a military solider. I pull her to me by her waist and kiss her deeply.

"Love you, babe." This woman makes me happy, really happy.

"Baths ready." Kat puts her hair up on top of her head in a tight bun.

"Cool. Let's get in."

I sit in between Kat's spread legs, my back to her chest. My arms rest on her bent knees rubbing her silky lower legs. The tub is full of soapsuds from some bubblebath shit Kat threw in here, smells like flowers. Kat insisted on bathing me, I reluctantly let her. She is shampooing my hair, scratching my scalp soothingly. I close my eyes and lean my head  on her shoulder.

"Baby?" Kat says softly.

'Hmm?"

"On Friday, after your interviews, can we have a talk?" I open my eyes and face her.

"Is something wrong, babe?" She sighs heavily.

"No. There's just something I want to tell you but not until after your interviews Friday."

"Umm. Okay." I'm a little worried at what it could be. Kat tugs my lip ring with her mouth and smiles.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious." That doesn't help much but I let it go.

Kat grabs a washcloth, she proceeds to scrub my chest and arm.

"This is so hot, baby." She says as she traces her fingers over my tattoo. This time I let her as she follows it to my elbow and forearm. I feel her tenderly stroke my tattooed covered drug track marks. She continues to caress them lightly with her fingertips. I turn my head to look in her eyes. She gives me the most loving smile I've ever seen. She takes my hand, places a sweet kiss in the palm, then my forearm on the track mark, my bicep, my shoulder, neck, cheek and lips.

"I love all of you Chris." She says sincerely.

"Thank you." I kiss her.

There's a knock on the door followed by Michelle barging in.

"Hey Chris. Hey Katty. Sorry guys but I have to pee like a fucking race horse." Michelle goes to sit on the toilet. I don't look only hear the sound of piss hitting water. Kat does turn to look.

"Don't look at me like that. I knew you two weren't fucking. I listened before I knocked." She finishes pissing." Anyway.   Josh locked himself in my bathroom to get ready for tonight, he said I distract him too much and Dee was in the other one. I had to fucking pee!"

Dee comes in."The fuck is wrong with you, Michelle. I told you I'd be quick." She notices me and Kat in the tub and starts laughing.

"Hey Chris." I smile at her.

"Hi Dee."

Josh stands behind Dee in the doorway fresh out the shower, only a towel wrapped around his waist.

"What's going on?"

I'm sitting here thinking how fucking strange this must look to someone on the outside but with this group nothing seems out of the ordinary. I just go with it. Kat wraps her arms around my neck, her hands hang languidly across my torso.

"Hey Chris."

"Hey man."

"So, Chase is playing tonight, huh?"

"Yeah, his band at the Famous Door." Everyone stays in the bathroom as we discuss plans for tonight.

After about 10 minutes, Kat finally says." Okay, get the hell out so we can get ready."

Friday Night:

Chris

All five of us walk into the Famous Door, Chases' raspy rendition of Sweet Home Alabama filling the dim, smoky club.

The club is modest, the stage is on the left side of the entrance. There are two long wooden bars that line both sides of the walls with an average size dance floor in front of the stage.

Kat is swinging her arms to the beat while holding my hand and using my arm as a pivot to twirl herself around.

"Chris, let me save you before Kat yanks your arm off." Dee says pulling Kat to the dance floor leaving me with Josh and Michelle by the bar. I smile as I watch them go. When they get to the dance floor, I see Kat wave at Chase and point in my direction. He smirks at her and glances my way, I nod at him in acknowledgement.

I get an Abita Purple Haze beer at the bar. Josh comes to stand next to me when Michelle joins Kat and Dee dancing.

"I invited Marcus to come tonight." Josh informs me. I must give him an irritated look because he ask if something happened between Marcus and me. I tell him no and just shrug my shoulders. I'm not a little bitch whose going to complain. I'll deal with Marcus if I need to.

Chase finishes Sweet Home Alabama and begins Hotel California by the Eagles. I watch as Michelle, Dee, and Kat are making their way towards the bar where Josh and I are standing but are stopped when a tall, dark hair guy pats Kat on the shoulder. I observe intently. Kat faces him, she seems confused at first but then gets an enormous grin and flings her arms around his neck, he hugs her back excitedly.

Jealousy creeping in, I eye Josh and ask," Who the fuck is that?"  Josh is watching attentively too.

"Don't know."  The guy hugs Michelle and then holds on to Dee's hand for a while speaking to her. Kat hugs his arm holding his hand as all four of them return to the bar.

Michelle stands in front of Josh who rest his arm across her chest. Kat gives me a huge smile, threads her fingers in my hair and gives me a quick kiss. She goes back to this man and places her hand on his back.

"Josh, Chris this is Anderson, an old friend of mine. I haven't seen in for-fucking-ever." Kat tightens her arm around his waist. He wraps his around her shoulders. Anderson is dressed in a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and dark gray slacks. He is an inch or two taller than me and more muscular. He has long wavy hair with blue eyes and my girlfriend seems very happy in his arms. Fuck yeah, I'm jealous.

"Anderson, this is Josh, Michelle's beau." Josh shakes his hand.

"And this," she comes back to me and I encircle my arms around her waist possessively.

"I'm her boyfriend, Chris." I grasp his hand firmly. Kat slaps my chest.

"Stop being an ass." She whispers. I was about to tell her I didn't know what she was talking about when Chase pokes his head between Kat and me throwing an arm around each of us.

"Hey ya'll." He greets.

"Darlin." He kisses Kat on the cheek.

"You sound good, man." Josh says shaking his hand.

"Thanks."

"Chase, this is my friend Anderson." Kat introduces. Chase shakes Anderson's hand.

"Hi."

"Chris, I'm gonna steal this beautiful lady for while." Chase tell me.

"I'll be back lover." She nibbles my bottom lip and squeezes my ass.

"Be good." I roll my eyes, a habit I picked up from her. Kat gives me a threatening look.

"I'll be good." I say quickly, she smiles.

Anderson stands next to me when Kat leaves.

"She's a good friend Chris. I respect your relationship." He says sincerely. Kat was right, I was about to be a total asshole to this guy. I appreciate him coming to talk to me.

"Thanks." I say.

We all order some drinks and hang out.

I find out Anderson is in New Orleans on business. He's staying at the Marriott across the street. Anderson finished school early and was hired as an Engineering Consultant for the Geotechnical Engineering Consultant Firm. His firm, GEC, gets commissioned by a company that has a problem. GEC gets proposals with bids from various companies on a solution to the problem. Anderson picks the best offer and presents it to the hiring company for approval. He stays with the project until he decides it is functining properly then moves on to the next. Sounds pretty sweet. I tell him I'm graduating in May with a Mechnical Engineering Degree, he is impressed. He gives me one of his business cards and I give him my number.

We stop conversing when Chase gets on the microphone. He announces Kat as a special guest. We yell and cheer for her, there's even a few whistles. Who can blame them, she looks fucking hot, in tight boot cut jeans and a black low cut fitted shirt with a tattered back.

Chase and Kat sing Picture by Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow. The song choice was perfect for them. Kat and Chase hold hands and take a bow, it is followed by the crowd cheering in appreciation. Chase ask the fans if they want to listen to Kat sing another song. They answer yes enthusiastically.

"Hey Chris, your girl, sings real good." Marcus says the "your girl "part in a condescending manner. Asshole.

"Yeah. MY WOMAN, does sound good." I answer.

Kat starts singing Georgia On My Mind by Ray Charles, it sounds incredible. I think this must be the type of music she used to sing with Mr. Charles B. She's mesmerizing and sexy.

I hear Marcus talking." Dee, wanna dance?"

"Sorry Marcus, but I promised someone else a dance and this song is perfect." Dee walks to Anderson and extends her hand.

"Ready?"

"Yes." He answers with a silly grin.

Marcus smirks at me." Damn. Another good sista lost to the white man."  He turns to address two of his frat brothers he came with. A white dude and African American guy with similar build to Marcus.

"I can't for the fucking life of me figure out why my beautiful African American woman are giving up the pussy to these insignificant white assholes."

I look at Marcus pissed off, I fucking had enough and ball up my fist.

"Keep talking motherfucker." I take a step towards him. Michelle grabs my hand and pulls me.

Dance with me." At first I don't budge and stare him down. "It's not worth it Chris." But then, I let her lead me away.

Kat

That was fucking exhilarating. I give Chase a tight hug.

"Thank You, Chase." I say gratefully.

"Anytime sweetheart." I give him a quick peck on the lips and he gives me one of his sexy ass smiles.

I find my handsome man waiting for me at the edge of the stage.

"Hey babe, that was sexy as hell." He tells me in a deep husky voice as he pulls me close to him and we start dancing. Chase's band is playing slow rhythmic music. I want to ride Chris' dick to that same unhurried sensual beat. I settle for grinding on his hard on and kissing him. I relish the feel of his warm, smooth tongue as it expertly bites, sucks, and licks my bottom lip simultaneously, then my top lip, then enters my mouth and exotically plays with my tongue.

"Mmmm. Let's get out of here baby." I moan as he starts running the tip of his tongue up my collar bone to my neck.

"Yeah. Let's go tell everyone." I urge him.

"Okay." He intertwines our fingers as we set out to look for our friends. Marcus intercepts our path.

"Kat, I just wanted to congratulate you on your beautiful singing." He opens his arms to give me a hug, but I push him away.

"Fuck off Marcus."

"O. So you get some white dick and you think you're all high and mighty now." I feel Chris' grip on my fingers tighten and he hesitates for a second.

I ignore Marcus, not wanting Chris to get in a fight. I spot Michelle and Josh by the bar and walk towards them.

Fucking Hell! I hear Marcus following us.

"Hey Kat, I'll be here when you dump his whoring, drugging ass and realize you deserve better." Chris has a death grip on my hand, he glances at me with pleading sea green eyes. I'm fucking tired of hearing Marcus' voice.

"Chris baby, kick his ass." I say softly. He gives me a hasty kiss and punches Marcus in the face. Marcus stumbles and attempts to return a hit, Chris dodges it, and punches Marcus again. This time drawing blood from Marcus' nose. One of Marcus' friends rams Chris from the side causing both of them to fall to the ground. Josh tries to pull the guy off Chris but Marcus' other frat brother pushes Josh. Josh knees that guy in the stomach. Then all hell breaks loose. Bodies trying to break up the fight and end up getting involved in the brawl. This goes on for about 5 minutes until the cops come in and begin arresting people. Chris and Josh are among them. I find Michelle before going to see the guys outside.

They have 10 men in handcuffs lined up against a brick wall on the side of the club. Michelle and I walk over to Chris and Josh who are positioned next to each other. Chris has a small cut on his lower lip but no other wounds. Josh looks like he got hit in his left eye, no swelling yet just light bruising.

Chris lowers his head, I cup his face.

"I fucked up." He says to no one in particular.

"Naw, baby. We'll get you out, Michelle's dad is a Senator. It won't even go on your record." I kiss his lips softly. "I'm gonna go check on Dee and let Chase know."

"Okay." He lowers his head again. He looks so disappointed and I feel crappy for encouraging him to fight.

"Baby?" He keeps his head down, just raises those gorgeous green orbs at me. I completely forget what I was about to say. His hair falls around his face in a messy sexy way.

"Fuck. You're gorgeous." I whisper. That gets me a sweet smile from him.

Dee is waiting for us at the entrance of the Famous Door with Anderson at her side.

"Michelle and me are going to get Chris and Josh out of jail. You want us to drop you off at the house on the way?" I ask Dee.

"I'll take her." Anderson says quickly. He looks at Dee."If it's alright with you." She grins and nods her head gleefully. I smile at both of them. I hug Dee and then Anderson.

"Thanks Anderson."

"You're welcome."

I ran in and explain to Chase what's going on.

Michelle calls her father, Senator Donald Grammer, who takes care of everything through a few phone calls, like it never happened.

We don't get out of there until 4 am. We drop Josh off at his place.

Chris is quiet the whole ride to our house,, he seems dispirited. He declines my invitation to stay over, gives me a soft kiss and tells Michelle and me thank you. I resist the urge to touch him.

"Call me tomorrow, if you want to talk or umm do something." I say hesitantly feeling my insecurity creeping in. He nods and gets in his truck. I sigh, Michelle hugs my shoulders and we head for the front door.

"Long night, babe." She leans the side of her head to mine. I wrap my arm around her middle.

"Yeah, long night." I answer and sigh again. "I hope everything's okay with him." Michelle just squeezes me tighter.

"Holy Shit!" Michelle and I say in unison as we enter our home. The living room has been torn apart. There's throw pillows on the floor, our lamp is broken, the side table is on it's side, the bar stool on the ground, paintings askew on the wall, and picture frames cracked.

"The fuck happened here?" I look at Michelle who is just as alarmed as me.

"Dee?" I say and we rush to her room.

The scene is way more startling than the current state of our living room. Michelle and I look at each other with wide eyes and back at the two naked bodies sprawled out on Dee's bed. There's a pair of handcuffs, a flogger, are those nipple clamps?, ball gag, and an anal vibrator littered on the bed and hardwood floor. The most shocking part of this sight is the light bruises, scrathes, and bite marks on their exposed skin. Michelle and I run to her room and crack the hell up.

"Those two fucking freaks." Michelle whispers in awe.

"Fucking slut having a one night stand." I say. Dee has never done anything like this before. We start laughing uncontrollably.

We stay up talking until the sun comes up. I end up falling asleep with Michelle in her bed.

I'm woken up by noise coming from the front of the house. I reach for my phone, it's 11:20 am. No call or text from Chris. I'm kinda sad. I get up still wearing my jeans and shirt from last night and head to the living room.

Dee is in a pair of red boy shorts and a white tank kissing Anderson passionately by the front door, his hand roughly kneading her ass. I love it. When they separate, Anderson sees me and I wave at him flirtatiously.

"Hi Kat." He says shyly. Anderson grew up into a really handsome man.

"Hi Anderson, have fun last night?" I smirk at him knowingly.

"Ummm, yeah, really good." He looks down embarrassed stuffing his hands in his pants pockets. "How are Chris and Josh?" He ask.

"Good. We got them out without any problems."I answer.

"Kat, you want to catch up sometime?"

"Of course." I say as if it's the most obvious answer in the world.

"I have a graphic novel book club at 5 pm today at the comic book store if you want to come. Have you read Locke and Key by Joe Hill?" His eyes brighten.

"You still into that shit?"

"Fuck yeah."

"Me too." He laughs." I read it, I'll love to go. Steve still there?"

I nod. "O yeah.  Give me your phone." He does and I program my number in it and call my phone to get his. I hug him.

"It's really nice to see you again."

" You too. I'll see you tonight." He gives Dee one more kiss before he leaves.

Dee rolls her eyes at me. "Don't say anything." She tells me sternly. I snatch her hand and drag her to Michelle's room. I wake Michelle up.

"I think we need a house meeting on how we won't destroy communal property during freaky sex acts." I declare, Michelle and I laugh.

"Girl, you Both are into some fucking kinky ass shit." Michelle tells Dee.

"It's always the quiet ones." I shake my head.

"Mmhmm. You said it Kat. I ain't hatin though. Do your thang Dee."

"Fuck you both." Dee tells us as we continue to snicker.

"Dee, so what? Are ya'll dating now?" I ask.

"No!" She answers fast then grins modestly." It's just sex. Incredible, earth shattering, multiple orgasmic sex." She takes a slow breath. "No strings attached."

"You can handle that babe?" Michelle ask concerned.

"If the sex continues to be as fucking good as it was last night. Hell's yeah! He's only here for 6 months, anyway." We stare at her suspiciously.

"Look, I'm in school and I have a job. I can't get distracted by all the dating bullshit, but God Damn a woman needs real dick every once and a while. We have an understanding, exclusive sexual partners."

"You mean, exclusive booty calls, you lovely slut you." I hug her.

"Whatever."

Sunday morning:

Kat

I had an awesome time hanging out with Anderson yesterday. We got to catch up on the last few years. It felt nice, like old times.

I didn't hear from Chris the whole day, I decided to give him some time to figure out whatever is bothering him.

Right now, I'm going to face my father. I am so nervous. My heartrate is accelerated, my palms are sweating, my mind is making up a million and one devastating outcomes to our talk. I rest my hand on the knob and pray for strength before I turn it.

My father is seated at his desk looking every bit as intimidating as ever.

"Hi daddy." I give him a kiss on the cheek.

"Hello Katarina. Have a seat." I sit across from him staring him at eye level.

"Now, what did you want to discuss?" Here goes nothing.

"I love you Daddy." He continues to regard me stoically. I take a deep breath. "I changed Majors. I'm no longer a Mechanical Engineering Major. I'm majoring in Educational Studies with a minor in Special Education. Please don't be mad at me." I beg.

"When did you make this change Katarina?" He asks patiently. Fuck. I swallow hard.

"At the end of my first year." I cast my eyes downward.

"So, Katarina, you have been lying to me for 2 years. Why?" He has an eerie calmness that scares me more than if he was yelling at me.

I sigh and look up at him."I didn't want to disappoint you like Katherine. I didn't want our Father-Daughter relationship to change like it did between you and Katherine."

He leans forward with such composure, he's hard to read.

"I'm not stupid Katarina. I knew you changed Majors, I was waiting for you to tell me. Contrary to what you have made up in your mind, I am NOT disappointed you changed the course of your studies. I AM disappointed you lied to me for 2 years about it. I AM disappointed that you do not RESPECT you father and can easily lie to me countless times while looking at me straight in my eyes." My tears start falling and his voice startes rising."I AM disappointed that you do not know how much I love you that you think a simple thing like changing your major will anger me. I AM disappointed that you do not know how much your Father HATES being lied to." Now my tears are really flowing." Let me tell you something else, My Daughter. Do not presume to know about my relationship with your sister. You have never asked me about it. I WAS sadden, NOT disappointed by Katherine's situation. I AM very proud of her, she is working hard and taking care of her handicap child without complaints. Of course our relationship has been altered by her circumstances but who are you to assume it has been for the wrost." 

He is so right. I feel disgusted with myself right now. I continue to cry silently. Fuck. Why couldn't I have just talked to him when I made my decision to switch. Why did I have to lie?

My father sits back and takes me in. "I'm so sorry daddy." I say between sobs."You are right about everything. I'm sorry...I'm sorry I lied."

He stands up and walks towards me.

"Come here." He opens his arms and I run to him, clutching him around his waist, his arms surround my shoulders.

"I'm sorry, daddy." I'm bawling into his dress shirt.

"I am angry and disheartened by the way you handled the situation Katarina, but I love you. We will work through this."

"Thank you daddy. I'm sorry." That's all I can think to say. I have no excuse, no argument, I fucked up.

Sunday lunch was tense. I know my father loves me, but I also know he is extremely upset at me and I let him down. He didn't talk to me the rest of the day. It's going to take some time for him to forgive me. That thought is the catalyst for the waterworks to begin again.

It is 6 pm and I still haven't heard from Chris. It's driving me crazy. I finally text him: Are you okay? Are we okay?

It's been an hour and no answer. I don't want to act like a stalker but fuck it. I go to his house. I need to see him.

His truck is not in the driveway but Chase is pulling out. I ask him about Chris, he says Chris mentioned going to the cemetery to visit their mother's grave. Chase says he does that when he needs to clear his mind. I think, the fuck did I do? Chase unlocks the front door for me and invites me to wait for him in the house, I accept.

CHRIS:

When I pull into the driveway, I'm surprised to see Kat sitting on the porch stairs. She has her elbows on her knees, face in her hands, staring off.

She turns her eyes towards me but doesn't move as I approach. I notice her cheeks are tear stained and her eyes are puffy and red from crying. I instantly feel like crap for not calling her or answering her text.

"Shit, babe. I'm sorry." I say as I remove my hands from my jean pockets and spread my arms for an embrace. She doesn't move. She just continues to stare at me. I lower my arms and swat in front of her. I go to cup her face but she slaps my hand away and narrows her eyes at me.

"I'm not crying over my dumb ass boyfriend who hasn't bothered to call me for two fucking days or had the fucking decency to at least return my text. I'm pissed at that dick and only here to tell him to his face that if his fucking selfish ass doesn't want anything to fucking do with me at least man up and let me know." Kat stands up dusting off her clothes and starts walking her beautiful ass towards her SUV. I catch her arm and turn her around. She tries to tear her arm from my grasp but I forcibly pull her to me and hug her tight. She struggles at first but finally lets me hold her. She wraps her arms around my waist, buries her face in my chest and begins to cry.

"I'm sorry babe." I kiss the top of her head and begin massaging her back. I cradle her in this comforting embrace till her tears stop flowing.

Kat raises those sorrow filled eyes to mine. She allows me to wipe some stray tears beneath her eyes with the pad of my thumb. She let's me place a light kiss on her soft lips.

"Come inside with me. Please, Kat." I plead. She nods her consent. I hug her to me as we walk into the house.

I sit on the couch and pull Kat to sit next to me. She sits indian style, part of her knee resting on the top of my leg. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and watch as she silently faces forward.

God, I'm so ashamed for ignoring Kat for the past few days. Seeing her here now, I don't know how my stupid ass even questioned being with her.

"Thank you. I needed that." She whispers, eyes still looking ahead.

"Babe, what happened?" I ask as I gently stroke her shoulder and upper arm.

"Nothing. Only I got my ass chewed out and handed to me by my father. Now, he hates me and won't look at me and won't talk to me. That's all." She shrugs her shoulders nonchalantly. I squeeze her closer to me and Kat lays her head on my chest.

"I'm sure he doesn't hate you babe."

"If you say so." She sighs. We remain in this quiet reprieve for a while until I break it.

"Kat, baby, I'm really sorry for not calling you."

"You're an asshole."

"I know." She lifts her head to look at me.

" The fuck happened Chris?"

I take a deep breath.

"I needed some time to figure out some shit." Kat pulls away from me. She turns to face me maintaining her legs crossed.

"Look babe, I have worked hard to keep my life straight for the past 3 years. No women, no drugs, no jail. I would go to school, study, and work. That's what my life consisted of until I met this breathtakingly beautiful African-American woman." I smile at her. She returns it and rolls her eyes.

"Laying it on kinda thick, aren't you Romeo?"

"I'm just being honest." I smirk.

"I tried to stay away from you when I first met you but I couldn't. You were so fucking irresistible." She smiles and shakes her head.

I am quiet and stare off for a few minutes before I continue.

"That incident with Marcus, I fucked up Kat. I could have lost everything I've been working so hard for. Going to jail for kicking somebody's ass is fine if it's a first offense but not for me. I just got off of probation. I can't be fucking up like that."

"I'm sorry, I encouraged you."

"Naw babe. It was all me. I wanted to do it."

"Thank Michelle and her dad for me for their help getting that erased." Kat smiles and nods. I reach for her hand and lace our fingers together.

"Kat, that shit Marcus said. You know you really are too good for me."

Kat holds her hand up. "Stop it. I WAS too good for you when you were whoring and doing drugs, but you've changed. You're a good man, Chris." She strokes my cheek and kisses my lips lovingly. " I don't know why you can't see that baby. Everyone that really knows you, sees it: Chase, Chico, Josh, me." I lean my face into her hand enjoying her touch.

I take her hand and play with it lacing and unlacing our fingers again, the contrast of our skin tones is so arousing to me. I stop focusing on that and look at Kat's face.

"It's not just that Kat. We come from two different worlds. I'm a white lower class guy living in the attic of his brother's house with ex-con friends. You're a privilaged upper class woman with influential friends. I'm sure I'm not the type of guy your parents have in mind for you. I may not be the best man for you, but I want to be with you babe. I love you." She smiles widely and then punches me on my chest. Hard.

"Shit! That hurt Kat." I rub the spot she hit on my chest.

"Good. Don't be such a dick to me next time. Let me know what's going on and don't shut me out. Okay?" She raises her eyebrows expectantly.

"Yes." I say. She leans in close, full lips inches from mine and gazes into my eyes.

"Just so you know, my father would get a hard on just for the fact that you're a mechanical engineering major and my mother would just want to eat your adorable ass up. And most importantly, they'd like you because I love you."

She licks my bottom lip slowly, nibbling and pulling my lip ring when she reaches it.  I smile, who would have thought that simple piece of jewelry would get me so much action.

Kat climbs on my lap, straddling my hips. My hands go directly to her juicy ass. I knead it, squeeze it, spank it, and rub it.

"You like that ass baby?"

"Fuck yeah." I groan.

Kat threads her fingers through my hair and kisses me deeply, her tongue entangling mine. Fuck. How did I ever think I could leave this.

"Hey baby?" Kat says out of breath as we dry hump on the couch.

"Yeah babe?" She licks the shell of my ear, nibbling my earlobe. I groan deeply.

"You owe me a make up fuck." She says lustfully. I waste no time. I pick her sexy ass up, her legs wrap around my waist and I run up the stairs.

And fuck her I do. Against the wall, on the bed, doggystyle, and in the shower.

Kat's laying in my bed sleeping. I'm admiring her heavenly naked body, I just had the pleasure of enjoying. She really is breathtakingly beautiful.

I feel so relieved I talked to her today about the shit that's been bothering me.

I climb in and scoop her from behind inhaling her sweet scent. I rest my arm right below her breast and gently cup one succulent orb.

"Mmmm." She moans as she presses her ass further into my semi-erect penis.

"Don't start something you can't finish babe." I tell her. Kat responds by grinding her smooth ass on my dick making it grow.

"Mmmm. Can we have some lazy sex?" She continues to grind on my dick." I'm so wet and just want to feel that beautiful cock of yours stretch and pump my pussy deliciously slow and deep. Mmm. I'm craving a little taste baby." She says a little groggy, eyes still shut. She bends the leg on top giving me better access to enter her pussy.

"Fuck kat." I whisper as I kiss her neck. I easily slip my fully erect cock in her soaked center. I bury myself to the hilt and steadily pump into her.

"Yes baby. Just like that." She moans. Kat rolls her hips synchronized with my thrusts.

"Fuck Kat. That feels good." I move my hand from her soft breast and lay the palm against her pelvis. I use 2 fingers to stroke her swollen nub.

"Shit Chris." She breaths out. Her hips roll faster as I thrust deeper into her warm, wet center keeping the pressure on her clit. "Fu..ck.. ba..by.." Her pussy spasms and tightens around my dick.

"Damn babe." I pull out and stroke my dick between those luscious globes, grabbing a handful.

"Fuck Kat. This. is. one. fine. ass." I say hoarsely between thrusts. I squeeze both cheeks roughly as I pump faster and climax releasing my load on her silky back.

Damn that was unexpected but fucking good. I quickly get up and grab a towel to clean Kat. I throw the towel on the floor, too lazy to get back up.

She rolls over and places a soft kiss to my lips smiling.

"Thank you. You are so forgiven for being a dick." She lays her head on my bare chest.

"Good. Cause I don't think I could go another round." I grab that perfect gorgeous ass which I'm absolutely addicted to. "You wore me the fuck out woman." She giggles.

"Serves your ass right." I kiss the crown of her head and shut my eyes.

I'm never leaving this woman I think as the Sandman takes me away.

FRIDAY

KAT:

Chris says Chase has been stressing out looking for a mechanic to replace him. So,he's been working a lot trying to finish as much work as he can before his internship begins. He's been coming to see me every night after work and fucking me so good I can't see straight. Chris says he doesn't know how often we'll be able to see each other after he starts working as an intern so he's trying to get in as much time as he can now. I ain't complaining.

Chris has 4 interviews lined up today. The one with my father at Gulf Engineering is the last one. I'm a little nervous. He's suppose to pick me up at Chase's shop after so we can talk. I hope he understands. 

This is where I am right now. Sitting at the front counter browsing through the internet while chase locks up.

Dee dropped me off after dress shopping with Maria and her friend Amber. We had fun helping the two girls pick out dresses, accessories, and shoes for their homecoming dance. They are going  to look so fabulous.

I got to met Maria's mom, Rosa, when she picked her up from the shop. Maria favors her. She's short with a curvaceous body, long black hair and dark brown eyes. She was so sweet, thanking me for taking Maria shopping and giving me a hug.

"All locked up!" Chase yells. "Kitten, get your ass out here and have a beer with me and Chico!"

Chase has given me the pet name kitten. He says it suits me better because kittens are more adorable than cats. I shot him my middle finger when he told me. He just laughed saying, "Exactly. So adorable." Then winked at me and blew me a kiss.

I walk into the dimly lit back patio and sit at the pinic table next to Chico and across from Chase. Chase hands me an open bottle of Corona. I take a sip.

"Sooo...We gonna have guy talk now." I slide close to Chico so our legs are touching. I put my elbows on the wooden table, cup my face in my hands and smile brightly at Chase. Chase chuckles taking a swig from his beer.

"Kitten, what kind of guy talk do you want to have?" His voice deep with that southern drawl. He smiks raising an eyebrow.

I get a huge grin as the wheels turn in my head. "Your lost of virginity story. Oooo.. Yay! This should be fun." I clap my hands. "You go first Chase." I'm so excited. I squeeze next to Chico, thread my arm around his massive bicep and lay my head on his large shoulder. I look up at him with a sweet smile. He gives me an irritated glare that would make a normal person shit in their pants but I'm not normal.

"Mmmm. This is soo comfortable." I say rubbing my head into his arm. "And stop looking at me like that. Your big Godzilla ass knows you like it." That makes Chase crack up. Chico let's me stay there and picks his beer up with his other hand.

"Stop it Chase and tell us your story." I stare at him until he ceases his laughter and just that cute smile graces his pink kissable lips. Fucking cute ass motherfucker.

"Okay."

"I was a fine ass 16 year old white boy working at this auto shop for the summer. The owner, Mike, had a 17 year old daughter, Nicolle. She was cute but hell, I wasn't gonna be messin with the owner's daughter. I wasn't that stupid. During this particular summer, Nicolle's 18 year old cousin Mika came to visit. Now, Nicolle was cute but Mika was fucking HOT." He smiles obviously thinking about it.

"Her mom was white and her dad was black. Girl got the best fucking genes from both races." He looks at Chico with a mischievous smirk.

"Big ass titties, nice round juicy ass, caramel colored skin, long light brown hair and a pair of gorgeous blue eyes like mine." He winks at me.

"Damn. That girl was hot. I can still bust a nut to her."

" She was totally into me. So, I didn't refuse the pussy when it was offered. First time was a little awkward, I came really fast. But fuck, I was a horny teenage boy with a sexy ass woman who was ready to be fucked. It didn't take long for my dick to get hard again. Second time, I lasted a little longer. Mika enjoyed the fact I was a virgin and spent the whole summer teaching me all the explicits of sex. And fuck, I learned. I was fucking her so good and hard, had her toes curling, screaming my name and walking bowlegged by the time she left. Damn, that chick was sexy." Chase has a shit eating grin. I can't help but smile at the lustful happiness of his expression.

"That's fucking awesome man. Got you some black ass. Huh? Pound it." I say with a smirk, reaching over the table, fist extended.

"Fuck you kitten." But, he pounds it anyway.

"Alright papi, now it's your turn." I untangle myself from my comfortable position to look at Chico.

"You really want to hear this?" His deep chicano voice rumbles.

"Hell yeah! Spill it Chico." I answer him. I'm halfway done with my beer. I stradle the the bench, lean one arm on the table and rest the side of my head on my hand.

"Okay, I'm ready."

"Not much to tell. I was 17 about to turn 18. My father took me out, bought me a beer and then bought me a prostitute. Then told me I was a man."

"Was it good?" I ask curiously.

"It was sex to a 17 year old who never had sex before. Yes it was good."

"Alright. Hells yeah Chico! Pound it." I say in an exaggerated voice offering my fist to him. He looks at it, shakes his head and reluctantly touches it with his own knuckles.

"Darlin' it's your turn. Let's hear about that virginal pussy getting pounded." He grins.

I shake my head." Nope. You don't want to hear it." Chico surprises me by speaking.

"Kat, we shared. Spill it mami." He nudges my shoulder with his huge tattooed hand.

I give them a devilish grin and say in a husky voice," Fine. But, I didn't think you would want to hear about Chris' long..hard..thick..di..."

"Shut the fuck up, kitten." Chase interrupts me and I start laughing.

Chico stands up."I'm leaving, ese." He downs the rest of his beer. " I don't want to hear about Chris' dick. Have a good night." He shakes Chases' hand. "Kat see you later girl."

"Later papi." I wave.

When he's gone, Chase stares at me.

"You serious kitten? Chris was your first?"

"Mmmhmm and well worth the wait." I smirk. He smiles and shakes his head.

"Lucky fucking bastard."

We sit in a comfortable silence until I break it.

"Chase, can I ask you something? No offense intended." He raises an eyebrow and nods his head.

"Shoot."

"Okay. So,you like big tits, big ass, curves. What the fuck are you doing with Angie?" He rolls his eyes.

"One fucking stupid drunk ass night of unprotected sex."

"I get that you got her ignorant ass pregnant but why marry her?" He sighs.

"I know you know about our dad leaving us. Chris was 5 and I was 15. And to be honest with you, even though it was a struggle after he left. Our family was way better off without that abusive son of a bitch. I don't think Chris even remembers some of the shit that asshole used to do." His face grimaces as he recalls some of those memories.

"You should talk to him sometime about your dad." I encourage him. Something telling me Chris needs to hear this.

"Yeah. Probably. " He's quiet for a little while.

"When Angie told me she was pregnant, I didn't want my kid growing up without his father in the house. Or being raised by another man that might treat him like crap. I wanted to be a good man and a good father to my son or daughter. So, I manned up and married Angie. Besides, I thought to myself, love doesn't really exist so I could settle for her. From my experience kitten, what me and Angie have is way better than any examples of marriage I have ever seen. Main case and point, my parents."

Chase gives me a sad smile." But I see you and Chris. And yes, I can admit, I'm kinda jealous. He has a fine ass woman and you're both heads over heels in love with each other. I didn't know that existed." Shit. He's breaking my heart.

I get up, stand in front of him, caress his handsome face in both my hands and bend down to meet his eyes.

"Sweetie, you deserve a fine ass black woman with a big ass and some big ass fucking titties that will ride that dick hard every night and appreciate you fucking the shit out of her till she can't motherfucking walk the next day." He chuckles.

"You sure got a way with words."

"Chase, you deserve to find someone you love not someone you settled for because you got her pregnant. You deserve to be happy. I know it's none of my business but I really care about you. Divorce Angie and give yourself a chance to find love or lust. Someone that invokes some kind of emotion and makes your dick hard when you see her." I smile sincerely and wink at him. "No matter what race. Just think about it." He gives me a genuine smile as I straighten up.

"Kitten, you are something else. My brother is a lucky son of a bitch." He stands up and pulls me into a hug. I wrap my arms around his waist and lay my head on his firm chest.

"Thanks sweetheart." Chase kisses the top of my head.

"You're welcome."

"Chase?"

"Yeah kitten."I raise my head to look at his face.

"Come to church with me on Sunday then Sunday lunch at my parents house, lots of good ass food. I haven't gone in a while and probably need exorcism." His playful smirk is back.

"Food as good as that lasagna you bought last time. Fuck yeah. I don't do much on Sundays anyway. Angie goes to her moms and I watch football all day."

"Cool. We'll have the games on. My daddy loves football. Mass is at St. Joseph's Catholic church at 11 a.m."   Church has always helped me make big decisions in my life. I'm hoping something there will help guide Chase toward divorcing Angie.

We hear the patio door open and I pull myself from Chase's embrace. A sexy ass Chris passes through the entrance. He's dressed in well fitted gray dress pants, white dress shirt, a stripped powder blue and gray tie, no lip ring, clean shaven, and hair parted to the side in a preppy style.

"Damn boy! I don't know if I want to rip your clothes off and fuck you or just finger fuck myself while I stare at all your sexiness." I say biting my bottom lip admiring my boyfriend.

"Fuck." Chris groans adjusting his crotch as his dark green eyes focus on me.

Chase laughs."Shit! Kitten. That's the kinda of shit I need in my life."  I turn back to Chase.

" You need someone that appreciates all your fineness." I give him a quick hug and a soft kiss to his lips.

"Thanks."

"See ya Sunday."

"Yep." He winks at me.  I feel his eyes perusing my body in my cotton strapless teal pant jumper that clings to my curvy form. And Damn, my pussy creams as I have an image of of Chase sitting on the bench while I ride his dick reversed with my back to his chest, Chase kneading my breast as I bounce on his long thick dick. Chris looking sexy in this interview outfit with only his dick out fucking my mouth. Fuck. I'm horny.

"Chris you are one lucky motherfucker, man."

Chris nods in agreement." I know." He whispers as he watches me approach him. When I get to Chris he has a smile but there is saddness in his eyes and I remember why we're meeting here tonight.

"Hey babe." He pulls me close to him by my waist and gives me a quick peck on the lips. "We need to talk." I sigh and wrap my arms around his neck holding him tight reveling in his warm embrace.

"Yeah. I know." I answer.

"Come on. Later Chase!" He calls out as he leads me by my waist to the front of the building his hand gradually lowering to my butt where he starts rubbing it.

"Later brother."

Kat:

Chris starts up the truck, I move as close to him as possible. My left hand reaches over to run my fingers through the back of his long black hair. I lay my right hand on his inner thigh.

"Baby, I was serious, your ass looks sexy as hell." I whisper as I squeeze his thigh and sowly inch my hand higher. I alternate between licking and sucking his neck and smooth jawline.

I finally reach his dick. "Mmmm, you hard for me baby." I stroke it over his pants. Chris' breathing increases.

"Kat, I can't..."

"Shhh, baby. I really, really, want to suck your dick right now." I say seductively while I undo his pants and free his erect dick.

"Fuck babe." His voice hoarsed. I lower my head to his crotch and engulf his whole wonderful manhood in my warm mouth. I feel the truck swerve and a "God Damn" from Chris as he sucks in his breath. Two more quick turns and the truck abruptly stops.

I turn my entire focus on pleasuring my man. I spiral my tongue around his cock as I move my mouth up and down his shaft, my hand taking over jerking his dick when my mouth moves up. I moan.

"I love the feel of this hard, thick cock in my mouth baby."

"Fuuuccckk..." Chris hand fists my hair, his hips undulate thrusting his cock deeper in my mouth.

"Fuucck, I'm...cu..mm...ing." His voice deep as he draws out the words. His warm seed gushes into my mouth and I swallow it hungrily.

"Damn." He groans. I continue to devour his dick making sure I drain him completely before I release him with a loud "pop." I look into his satisfied gorgeous green eyes.

"Delicious baby." I say as I wipe the corner of my mouth with my thumb.

Chris is staring at me intensely then suddenly crushes his lips to mine, kissing me voraciously.

"You are the fucking sexiest woman Kat." He tells me in the mist of dominating my lips and tongue with his. Chris pulls my strapless top down and gorges on one of my full breast as he palms the other one.

"Mmmm." I arch my back enjoying his manipulation of my tits.

"I love these." Chris says as he greedily latches on to the other breast and pulls off my jumper. I bend my knee and he moves my panties to the side inserting two fingers in my wet, aching pussy. I am so ready to cum. I move my hips to meet his every pump.

Chris unexpectedly pulls his fingers out. I look at him confused.

"What...? I want to cum baby." I whine.

He has a cute boyish smirk that's more pronounced by his shaved face and parted hairstyle.

"You will." Chris moves down, removes my panties, spreads my legs further apart and starts feasting on my sopping wet cunt.

"Ahhh..yes..baby.." I pant. His tongue pistons in and out of my wet hole while his thumb strokes my clit. I thread my hands through his long hair enjoying the feel of his soft locks. I watch as he eats me out looking sexy in his interview clothes. His tongue and fingers sucking, licking, and stroking me sending an amazing pleasure throughout my core.

"FUCK CHRIS!" I reach my climax quick. My essence flooding Chris' mouth. He persists fondling me with his talented tongue making me cum two more times. I lay back with my legs pressed together emitting quiet moans until the delicious orgasmic sensations have faded.

I sit up to stare at Chris whose sad smile has returned.

I smile and sigh," Damn. You're good at that, baby."

He chuckles. "Look who's talking." He leans over and kisses me softly on the lips. I pull my jumper back on.

After a few minutes of us catching our breaths and sitting in silence, I take a deep breath ready to discuss the situation.

"Chris I know I should have told you about my father but I didn't want to put any added pressure on you. I wanted you to be yourself and interview with the CEO of Gulf Engineering, not your girlfriend's father. I hope you understand." I ramble.

He laughs."Does it seem like I'm angry at you? Especially after that fucking incredible blowjob."

I shake my head. "But, I know something's wrong."

Chris' smile disappears, he looks at me seriously and takes a hold of my hands.

"Kat, you know I love you, right?" I nod my head with an uneasiness building in the pit of my stomach. "Fuck." He sighs. " You know I've really wanted to work for Gulf Engineering, right?" I nod my head once again. " I can't have both, not right now anyway."

"Because of who my father is."

" Yes."

"Kat, I still haven't accepted the position. I need to let him know by Monday."

I lower my gaze to our intertwined hands, I pick them up and kiss the back of each of his hands before I let them go.

"I love you, Chris." I smile sadly. "But, we can't see each other anymore, it's a no brainer."

"Fuck me." Chris sighs and hits the steering wheel. I lift my knees to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs. I lay my chin on top of my knees. Chris peers out the windshield at the empty parking lot, his expression riddled with anger and confusion. We engross ourselves in silence for a while.

"Babe, I know this is unfair of me to ask, but it's only 6 months of internship. Will you wait for me? I don't want to lose you." He ask sincerely.

I turn my head towards him laying my cheek on my knee.

"If that's what you want. I will, no brainer." I answer truthfully.

"That's what I want."

I give him a sweet smile. "I will."

Chris: Earlier today

I'm sitting outside of Mr. Robert Creed's office, CEO of Gulf Engineering waiting to be interviewed.

My other three interviews today went good but this is my dream internship, this is the one I really want.

"Mr. James, Mr. Creed will see you now." A short stocky red hair woman addresses me.

"Thank you." I say as I head to his office. I knock before I open the door and walk inside.

The office is huge like the size of a studio apartment. Directly to my left is a dark brown suede couch. In the center is a massive dark wood desk with matching bookcases on either side and a high back leather chair behind it. Two antique style brown cushion chairs with craved etchings in the wood of their arms and legs are situated facing the desk.

"Mr. James."

"Yes sir." He stands up from behind his desk and walks towards me. He extends his hand and I give him a firm handshake.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. James."

"You too, Mr. Creed." Robert Creed is an African American man, a little taller than me. He seems familiar like I've seen him before.

"Have a seat." He says as he goes to sit behind his desk again.

Then he starts with the bullshit questions I've been answering all day: "What do you have to offer the company?" "What can we offer you?" "What are your plans after graduation?" "Where do you see yourself in 5 years?"  "10 years?"  I answer honestly because I actually do see myself at Gulf Engineering in the future.

Then he asks me a question I've been dreading and glad I had avoided all day until now.

"Mr. James, what were you arrested for?" He is straight forward, no change in his professional demeanor. There is no point in lying or trying to spin this. Plus I hate bullshit. I look Mr. Creed in the eyes, unashamed and confident.

"I was arrested for drug possesion and distribution, sir."

"Were you doing drugs?"

"Yes." He is stoic, no reaction.

"Do you still engage in drug activity?"

"No sir." He stares at me for a long time.

"Thank you for your honesty, Mr. James."

"You're welcome." Another few minutes pass as he evaluates me.

"Mr. James, your academic accomplishments are outstanding otherwise you would not even be here. Your proposal was exceptional, the best I have seen in a few years. What I really look for in a candidate is intergrity and by answering honestly and owning up to your past mistakes you have proven that you have that. I have an immense respect for you and would like to offer you one of our internship positions."

I feel like jumping up and down but only smile modestly.

"Thank you ."

"Is that a yes, Mr. James?"

"Absolutely."

"Good. We are very lucky to have you." He stands up to shake my hand.

"Mr. James, your proposal was so impressive, I showed it to one of our clients. They are interested in using it. I want to introduce you to the representative you will be working with to put your proposal in effect."

"Yes sir." I can't fucking believe this is happening.

"Nancy, please locate and send Mr. Wright in."

"Yes, Mr. Creed." We talk about the details of my proposal and some changes required until there is a knock on the door.

"Come in." Mr. Creed answers. And Holy Shit! If it isn't Anderson. This is the job he's in town for?

Anderson greets Mr. Creed first then his gaze falls on me.

"Chris?" He says surprised.

"Yes." I stand up.

"You know each other?" Mr. Creed asks confused. Anderson looks at him then me then back at him perplexed.

Then says,"You two DON'T know each other?" Now, I'm completely thrown off.

"No." I shake my head puzzled.

"You've never met your girlfriend's father?"

"WHAT?" Mr. Creed and I yell in unison.

"You're Christopher James, the guy Katarina's been... Shit, no wonder the name sounded familiar." He says to himself. I plop down in the chair.

"Ho..ly..Fuck." I say amazed at the situation. That's why she wants to talk to me after this interview.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Christopher," I guess he figures since I'm fucking his daughter we're on a first name basis," This is a problem, son." His expression worried.

"Anderson, come have a seat." Anderson sits in the matching antique chair next to me.

"This is definetely a problem." Mr. Creed runs a frustrated hand over his face.

"Christopher, I like you son. I know my daughter and I know she purposely kept this information from you. I'm sure she thought she was doing the right thing." He takes a moment." Here's the problem. About 5 years ago, Gulf Engineering began to have a problem with our internship program. We had always been known as a reputable company only allowing the best candidates into our internship pprogram and hiring qualified employees afterwards. Some of the people running the program either started hiring unqualified friends and family members or accepted bribes from influential patrons to allow sons and daughters into our program. Needless to say, our company suffered. The dependable, high quality of our work was gone. We lost some business with complaints of poorly trained employees. I assembled a group to look into the matter. When we found the corruption, some people were let go and anyone discovered to be participating in nepotism, favoritism, or bribery is to be immediately terminated. I instilled new guidelines to the recruitment process. Two important ones are only the top 5% of the graduating class is granted an interview and I personally conduct final interviews." He let's out a heavy sigh." You see Christopher, where it would be viewed as an act of favortism not to mention hypocritical of me to hire my daughter's boyfriend for a position."

My heart sinks. The job I wanted so bad has just been taken from me because of the person I feel in love with.

"Yes sir, I understand." I answer dejected.

"That being said, we only hire the best and you, Christopher, are one of the best we have seen in a while. This is a great opportunity for you to learn and enhance your already prolific skills. We as a corporation would immensely benefit from an innovative intelligent mind like yours. It would be a loss for both parties to miss out on this opportunity." He looks over at Anderson, then levels his gaze at me. "Christopher, I can talk to Katarina." I understand what he's insinuating, to leave my woman so I can have this internship. Fucking Fuck.

"I don't know how serious your relationship is but I'm sure if I explain the situation she would understand." He glances at Anderson who is regarding me with sympathy in his eyes. Anderson puts a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sure Kat will understand what a big deal this is for you." I know they can see the distress in my face. I bite the left side of my bottom lip searching for my absent lip ring.

"Mr. Creed, I love Kat." I confess. He smiles at me and nods.

I sigh. " I will talk to her tonight and get back to you on Monday. I appreciate the opportunity you are offering me and comprehend the perdicament we are both in." I stand up to leave. "Thank you ." He stands up also and shakes my hand.

"Please consider this, it would be a tremendous loss on both parts."

"Yes sir." I turn to Anderson who rises from his chair.

"Anderson." He shakes my hand.

"Sorry man."

I leave the office to go meet Kat.

I'm so fucking pissed. Why does life have to be this fucking hard?

Sunday:

Kat:

I arrive at a crowded St. Joseph's Catholic Church 15 minutes before mass starts. I'm dressed in a green ankle length Maxi dress with flat sandals and a dainty cream colored sweater. I straightened my hair and parted it in the middle letting it fall to my midback.

I'm in the vestibule anointing myself with holy water when a strong arm wraps around my waist from behind.

"Hi kitten." Chase places a soft kiss on my cheek. I turn and grin at him elated that he came.

"You came!" I shriek.

"Yep." He grins. Jesus Christ on a fucking pony! These James brothers clean up real fucking nice. His style is preppy trendy so different than his usual casual relaxed look. His navy blue slacks paired with a white cuffed short sleeve dress shirt and white belt fit him to a T. The shirt is borderline indecent for church showing off his well sculpted chest. The entire outfit is fitted to his body, showcasing his strong legs, flat abs, and round firm ass. He looks like a fucking GQ model.

"Well, you clean up real nice, Chase."

He smirks." Thank you Kitten. You look beautiful as always." I smile at him as he offers me his arm.

As we were searching for a seat, I notice the women appreciating Chase. They are giving him these "fuck me now please" looks while I receive death stares.

We find a pew with enough space to accomodate both of us near the center aisle. Chase lets me in first and sits next to me hanging his arm behind me on the wooden bench.

I lean in close to Chase." Your Hot ass is going to get me killed and your ass raped before we get outta here." I whisper. I guess that took him by surprise because he laughs loudly gaining the attention from the people around us. The looks quiet him down quickly.

I look back to see the priest and alter servers lining up. Chase squeezes my shoulder and bends down to whisper to me.

"Hey Kitten, I'm sorry about Chris. That fucking sucks balls." I rest my head on his chest as he hugs me.

"Yeah. It fucking does." I sigh.

Church relaxes me. Most of the time I really don't pay attention. I stand up, sit down, and recite prayers that have become automatic from being drilled in my unconsciousness since I was born. It's a time of quiet reflection and meditation, I leave feeling refreshed and cleansed ready for life again. But today, I pay attention to the homily when the priest speaks and it validates inviting Chase.

The priest begins," Ending a relationship by letting go of a friendship maybe a neccessary measure in your life. It does not mean that you should stop caring about that person, it does not mean you should be unkind to that person, it does not mean you should never speak to that person again."

I'm so excited. I put my hand on Chase's thigh, I lightly squeeze it and rub it as I continue to listen.

"Whether it is a friendship or a romantic interest, it maybe a relationship in which both parties have grown apart, interests have changed therefore the relationship is no longer beneficial to either person. Needs are not going to be met which will lead to anger and resentment. It is okay to let go of this relationship." I squeeze Chase's thigh again because the priest is so right. Chase halts my hand from stroking his leg and removes it placing it in my lap.

I give him a confused look.

He bows his head to my ear." You can't do that to me woman." He whispers.

"What?" I mouth. Then I notice the bulge in his pants that was not there when we first sat down. I slap a hand over my mouth in surprise at first but then it helps hold in my laughter.

He smirks before he reclines his head back and takes a few deep breaths.

Once his erection goes down, he situates his arm across the back of the bench again.

Father John continues,"For example, if your friend is no longer interested in going to Thursday evening bible study and believes it is more important to play Thursday night baseball, then his values have changed. It is okay to let go of a relationship in which you do not share the same values anymore. It is a difficult decision especially if it has been a long term relationship. These unshared values will only develop into bitterness and animosity towards each other. Have the insight to know when to let go, the courage to actually let go and allow yourself to grow in your Christian faith. AMEN." He concludes.

Chase throws a lazy arm around my shoulders as we make our way to the exit. I smile and greet some people as I seek out my parents. I can't find them, there's too many people.

Once outside, I ask Chase. "What did you think?"

"It was good Kitten. Thanks." He walks me to my car.

"Thanks for coming." I hug him and give him my parents address.

"See you soon, handsome." He gives me a bad boy smile and winks. God Damn! He is a god looking man. That gets me thinking about Chris' gorgeous ass and how much I'm anticipating missing him these next 6 months.

Sunday lunch:

Kat:

Chase is already parked in my parents driveway waiting for me in his black Toyota Tundra.

I'm dragging Chase through the house by his hand when I hear the T.V. on in the living room and take Chase with me to see what's going on in there. I smile when I see the newest member of our Sunday family lunch, Josh. He's made himself at home lounging in the gray sectional watching the pre-game show on ESPN.

"Hi Josh." He turns his attention to me.

"Kat. Hey Chase. Where's Chris?"

"We broke up." I say casually.

He looks hell of a shocked. "What the hell happened?" I shrug my shoulders.

"I'll tell you about it later." Knowing I can trust Josh not to tell anyone but not wanting to talk about it right now.

Then he scrunches his eyebrows, looks at me and Chase, and down at our clasped hands. I know what his thinking.

"Fuck you Josh. You know me better than that." His embarrassment turning his cheeks red.

"Sorry Kat."

I smile at him cause I'm not really mad."I'm going to introduce Chase to Carmen."

Chase is unaffected by Josh's assumption and simply says," I'll be back Josh."

"Cool." With that Josh turns his attention back to the talking box.

In the kitchen, Michelle and Dee are sitting on the island bar talking to Carmen. Carmen is about 5 feet 7 inches tall, medium build with black shoulder length hair. She looks like Claire Huxtable from the Cosby show. Carmen has been my parents chef since I was a little girl. She is a 60 ish year old woman, originally from Honduras. She has never been married or had any children. Carmen has always been sweet to me and Katherine and we regard her more like a grandmother than an employee. Despite her age, she is strong and healthy and claims she loves coming to work.

Michelle and I love to talk to Carmen because she is always unexpectedly funny and her broken english is so cute. I know Michelle must have asked her something grossly inappropriate by her answer.

"Girls, My chu-cha is dry like de desert. It be act de Dios for river to flow down there again." Carmen says in her Spanglish. Michelle and Dee giggle. 

"It's thru. (True)" She has no idea how amusing she is. I start to giggle too. Michelle and Dee turn around smiling at us.

"Hi Chase." Michelle greets him.

"Hello ladies." He answers in his sexy southern drawl.

I lay an arm around each of my girls shoulders. I give Michelle a quick kiss on the lips and peck Dee on her cheek.

When Carmen finally turns around away from preparing the food, her eyes land on Chase and go wide like saucers.

"Ay, Dios mio. Dios give me a miracle." She grabs the nearest counter with one hand to help her kneel down. Then does the sign of the cross 3 times straight. She stands back up staring at Chase who's giving her a sexy grin.

" The river just start flowing. Ay." Without missing a beat, Chase strides to her, wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her flush to him.

"Well, Carmen, I guess we need to go take care of that. You know what the bible says, what the lord giveth, the lord taketh away. Let's go enjoy it before he decides to taketh away." Carmen starts fanning herself.

The three of us are laughing at Chase's antics.

"Ay Dios. Kat, dis man is muy guapo." She wraps both arms around his waist and looks up at Chase all dreamy eyed.

"Joo are Chris?"

"No, darlin', I'm Chris' handsome brother, Chase." His voice smooth like melting butter as his tongue swipes that plump pink bottom lip.

"Damn." Dee whispers.

"Damn is right." I answer.

"Shit." Michelle says.

"God have mercy, who is that?" Katherine ask from behind us.

Carmen let's go of Chase and puts her hand on the kitchen counter behind her.

"Guapo, joo gonna have to go because my rio jus become an ocean and I havee work to du."

"Ay, Dios mio." Chase releases her with a chuckle. Carmen's eyes shamelessly roam his body from head to toe as he walks away. She waves a hand at her face then her crotch which sets us off in hysterics.

Chase turns to her and in that charming, silky voice says." Maybe later, huh sweetheart?" and winks at Carmen. Carmen loses her grasp on the counter and almost falls but recovers herself quickly.

"That hombre is puro sex." She bites her lower lip and shakes her head still perusing the length of his form, "Mmm. Mmm. Mmm." I have never seen Carmen like this but it's entertaining as fuck.

"Hello. Kitten, who is this beautiful young lady?" Chase is referring to Kayla. I smile at her.

"Hi pumpkin." I give Kayla a soft kiss on the top of her head and rub her shoulders.

"Chase, this is my niece Kayla." I kneel to get to Kayla's eye level.

"Kayla, this is Chase, Chris' brother." She gives us one of her adorable smiles. Chase takes her hand and kisses the back of it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Kayla." He is so sweet just like Chris.

Chris, I think.

"And you've met my sister Katherine at your shop." Katherine extends her hand and Chase shakes it lightly.

"Good to see you again."

"You too."

"Kitten, I'm gonna go join Josh."

"Cool."

"Wait." I grab a tray with chips and homemade salsa and guacamole dip and hand it to Chase.

"Nice."

"I'll bring ya'll some beers too."

"I can come get them." I frown at him.

"No, you don't. If Carmen sees you again you might kill her with all your sexiness," my hands outline the shape of his body in the air, "and we gots to eat lunch first." 

He leaves the kitchen with a chortle.

Lunch was awesome. Carmen made beef stew with rice and peach cobbler with ice cream for dessert. Absolutely delicious.

There is still tension between my father and me, although he did speak to me today.

Carmen was eyeing Chase like a straving woman all through lunch and Chase was eating it up, flirting with her like crazy. The two of them were insanely funny to watch, it made for probably the most entertaining Sunday lunch we've ever had.

Daddy, Josh, and Chase bonded over watching the Saint's play.

It's 6 pm, I'm in the kitchen helping my mom and Carmen pack up food and wash dishes.

"Kat, give dis to Chase, tell him take dis to Chris, bueno?" I smile at her for thinking about Chris.

"Si." I hug her.

"Katarina, come see me in my office." My father tells me from the kitchen entrance.

"Yes daddy."

"Mama, do you know where Chase went?"

"Last I saw, he was in the backyard speaking with Katherine."

I find Chase in the backyard on the swing set with Kayla on his lap talking to Katherine whose on the swing next to him. That picture warms my heart. I open the sliding door and casually walk to them smiling.

"Hi beautiful girl. You having fun?" Kayla has an exaggerated grin on her face. I stroke her cheek tenderly.

"Chase, don't leave yet. Carmen packed some stuff for you and Chris. I'm going to go speak to my father and be right back."

"Sure Kitten."

Katherine reaches out to clutch my hand."It'll be alright Kat. Just give him some time." She says sympathetically.

"Thanks sis."

"Daddy." I say solemnly as I take a seat in front of him.

"Katarina, I wanted to talk to you about Christopher."

"Sorry, I didn't tell you about him daddy. I...He..." I take a deep breath and close my eyes trying to regain the tranquility that mass had bestowed on me.

"Daddy, Chris really wants to work for Gulf Engineering. I didn't want him having undue pressure on himself and I didn't want you treating him differently because of who he was to me. So, I decided not to tell ya'll about each other. I don't know if that was right, but I hope you understand where I was coming from." I stare at him awaiting his response.

" I understand." His expression so full of love that I allow myself to believe our relationship will be restored.

He stands up, takes the seat next to me and holds my hand.

"Katarina, I asked Christopher to break up with you. It was my idea." He says remorsefully."I'm sorry, baby girl, but that man deserves this chance. He is too talented for me as the CEO of that company to let him walk away."

I squeeze my father's hand."I know daddy. That's why I told him we couldn't see each other anymore."

"You did the right thing for him."

"I know." I answer sadly.

My father smiles genuinely at me." I really like Christopher. He is smart, honest, and honorable. He asked me not to talk to you that he would take care of it. He's made mistakes in his life which only makes him a better man. He reminds me a lot of myself and I just don't want his potential to be wasted."

It makes me happy to know that my father, the hard ass that he is, really likes Chris. I knew he would.

"Thank you for caring, daddy." I hug my father tightly.

"I'm sorry you had to break up with Christopher. I'm going to make it up to you, baby girl."

I think about telling him not to worry about it, but fuck, I might as well get something out of this shitty situation.

"Okay daddy."

I help Chase load up his truck with tupperware full of today's meal. Chase leans on the driver's side of his truck, arms and legs crossed. I mimic his stance and position myself next to him while we take in the sea of green grass.

"So, did you have fun?"

"O yeah. you're family is fucking great. I feel bad Chris couldn't be here."

"Me too."

"Kitten." He turns his gaze to me and my brown eyes meet his clear blue ones.

"If you ever need anything, you can always count on me."

"Thanks babe. Thanks for going to church, I hope it helped."

"It did."

"Thanks for coming to share our family lunch. I probably should go buy Carmen a vibrator, now that she has a reason to use it."

Chase chuckles."Come here Kitten." He pulls me in his arms and I go willingly."I'll see you around." He kisses the crown of my head before releasing me.

"Hey Chase."

"Yeah?"

"Tell Chris, I love him." The corners of his mouth go up.

"Sure will, darlin'."

Wednesday before Thanksgiving

Chris:

I like the job at Gulf Engineering, I look forward to it. I've been working on my proposal project with Anderson and two other interns, Craig and Aniston.

Craig's this nerdy tech guy. He's pretty cool. Aniston, well, fuck. My past always comes back to haunt me. She's this attractive Asian chick and yes I fucked her my Freshman year of college. She hasn't blatantly said it, but I know when a girl wants to ride my dick. She'll sit close to me and have our thighs or arms rub against each other. Which I quickly move away from. Even though me and Kat aren't together, it just feels wrong. Or she'll wear these low cut V-neck shirts with a push up bra and lean over to show her full fake rack.

Currently, she's sucking on a rectangular caramel Sugar Daddy. She is swirling her tongue around it and then easing it slowly in and out of her mouth while she stares at me. I'll be lying if I said it wasn't getting my dick hard.

I did good for 3 years but after getting a taste of Kat's good ass pussy, it's been fucking hard not to think about fucking all the time. Shit. I watch Aniston's lips surround the sugary treat and slip it down her throat. Six months is a long fucking time. What the shit am I going to do? It would be so easy to just fuck this girl and release some tension. But I'm not an asshole. I asked Kat to wait for me and I sure as hell better wait for her. I love her and I'm pretty sure Chase and Chico would kick my ass if I did anything to hurt her.

"Hello guys." Mr. Robert Creed walks into the conference room. That breaks my thoughts on sex and makes my dick go limp. Good. We all turn our attention to him.

"You are all invited to my home for Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow at 5 p.m. if you do not have any plans." He makes it a point to look at me. I get to see Kat. Fuck yeah, I'm in.

"Yes sir." We all answer together. He nods his head.

"Okay.

"Christopher, can I talk to you for a second?"

"Yes." I get up from my chair and meet him by the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow, if not I will see you on Monday." Mr. Creed addresses the rest of the workers. He steps out the conference room door and I follow closing the door behind us.

"Chris, when you return on Monday, I'm going to have you work with me for a week."

"Yes sir." Cool. I bet this man has a shitload of knowledge he can pass down.

"Also, come early tomorrow around noon. Katarina will be there all day." He smiles at me and shakes my hand.

"I will, Mr. Creed. Thank you." I smile back at him.

As I enter the meeting room, I wonder how inappropriate it would be to fuck Kat in his house. My mind gets flooded with images of fucking Kat in different positions, her cumming moans, her sexy as hell body. Shit. I'm getting hard again. Maybe going to Thanksgiving dinner at her family's house isn't such a good idea. I have to remember to wear loose fitting pants and jerk off till I'm drained in the morning.

Thanksgiving Day:

Kat:

"Mornin' sweetie." I plop on a bar stool and lay my head on my folded arms. Michelle is making her morning coffee.

With a freshly prepared cup in her hand, she turns to me with furrowed brows.

"The hell is your problem, Katty?" I lift my head up and huff.

"I'm so, so horny. How the hell did I ever agree to 6 fucking months with no dick?" I huff in frustration.

"O yeah. I'm in love." I say with no conviction and lay my head back down. Last time I was with Chris, we didn't even have sex. Fuck. I wish we would've squeezed in some dick and pussy action in there.

Michelle comes around the counter and rubs my back sympathetically.

"I miss him Michelle but my body is physically craving his, badly."

"I'm sorry baby." She hugs me from behind, laying her head against mine.

"I know you two heifers ain't acting like someone died over Kat's lack of dick." Me and Michelle look at each other and then pout at Dee.

"O my God. Ya'll need to stop it." She smiles.

"But Dee, I'm soo horny." I whine.

"Dee, won't you help a sista out and strap one on and fuck me. Please baby." I stand up and stick my boy short clad ass at her. "Michelle already agreed to, so maybe I can get some double penetration action." I sit back on the bar stool. "You know ride one while the other fucks my ass." Bracing my arms on the counter, I act like I'm humping the seat. Michelle grabs my hips and thrust her pelvis behind me. I make loud moaning noises.

"Stop it. That's gross." She says laughing.

"Come on Dee, help a friend out who's in desperate need." I give her a sad, pitiful look.

"Ya'll are so fucking perverted." She rushes to me and Michelle, hooks an arm around each of our necks, and gives us a loud smooch on the cheek. She hugs us so hard and tight we end up falling to the floor in a fit of laughter.

"I love you heifers anyway." Dee says between giggles.

"We love you too." Michelle and I tell her laying on the ground with our limbs entangled.

Kat:

It's lunchtime on Thanksgiving day. I'm at my parents house in the kitchen helping prepare the dinner. Mostly, I'm just enjoying spending time with my family.

Michelle is at Josh's for lunch then she's going to her father's fancy government Thanksgiving dinner but said they would stop by in the evening.

Dee is at home doing schoolwork, but her and her parents are coming for dinner. I invited Anderson to dinner since he doesn't have family in Louisiana.

Right now, it's Katherine, my sweet little Kayla sitting by the counter working on eating some cheerios, mama, daddy, and Carmen. We have Motown music playing through the speakers in the kitchen. Carmen and mama are tackling the big stuff, the turkey and stuffing. I'm cutting up vegetables for one of the dishes. Daddy and Katherine are working on daddy's orgasmically delicious seafood dip. Mmmm. I love the holidays.

The doorbell rings and daddy looks at me and smiles.

"That's for you Katarina." I look at him confused and hesitantly walk out the kitchen to answer the door. I'm not expecting anyone until later and how does my father know who it is anyway.

"Holy Shit!" I yell when I see a gorgeous Chris in loose stylish slacks and a dark blue long sleeve dress shirt standing outside. The smile that graces my face and the happiness I feel is uncontrollable. I look around him.

"Are you alone?" I whisper. He gives me a sexy smirk.

"Yes babe." I hook my hand in his pants and pull him inside the house.

"I miss you baby." I tell him as I reach my arms around his neck. His arms circle my waist as he lowers his lips to mine.

"I miss you too." What starts out as sweet, soft kisses quickly evolve into passinate, lip and tongue consuming, ready to fuck kisses. This is followed by Chris hoisting me up by my ass which his been fervidly groping and me wrapping my legs around his waist. Chris turns us around so that my back is against the door. His hard dick is grinding against my aroused clit over my leggings. I thank God I'm wearing these thin leggings.

"Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good." I breath out. Chris trails his soft lips down my neck, sucking and licking me along the way.

"Mmmm."

"I need to be inside you, Kat. I really fucking do." He groans.

"Yes. Mmmm. Yes." I moan.

My body is overwhelmed with anticipation of having his dick fill me up. My pussy is throbbing and beyond sopping wet. I can feel an orgasm building just from his kisses and dry humping.

"Too fucking good, baby." I say as I close my eyes allowing my body to indulge in the release it's yearning for.

"Kat!" I faintly hear my name. But, it feels too damn good to stop.

"Kat!" Chris suddenly stops his orgasmic provoking exploitation of my body.

"Get off of Chris!" Katherine yells at me and I let my legs fall with a hard thump. I bury my head in Chris' chest.

"Fuck. I was so fucking close." I mumble in his shirt. He squeezes my waist. I take a few seconds to catch my breath before I peek around to look at Katherine.

"Hi." I smile. "We're coming." That gets me laughing cause I didn't quite make it there. Katherine rolls her eyes.

"You're lucky daddy didn't come get you."

Chris hasn't moved, his hands still on my waist, his eyes are closed, and he's taking deep breaths.

"Hurry up. Their asking for you."

"We will." I say.

"Hi Chris." Chris finally moves, he looks back.

"Hi Katherine." He says embarrassed. She smiles at him.

"Okay, see ya'll in a little bit."

Chris leans his forehead on mine, lust filled green eyes staring into identical desire filled brown ones.

"Later babe. Cause I'm not leaving till I get a taste of my pussy."

"Damn right." I give him a chaste kiss on his lips. "We better go." I cup his face in my hands. "And stop looking so Goddamn sexy." I let my hands wander, my fingers thread through his soft hair. He groans.

"Stop it Kat or I'm not going to be able to wait until later."

"Yeah." I say breathy as I look into his gorgeous sea green eyes.

Chris:

I'm waiting for Kat at the bottom of the stairs. She ran up to change into a new pair of leggings.

She rushes back down.

"I love you Chris." She smiles sweetly and laces our fingers together.

"I love you too, babe." I think about kissing those invitingly full lips but stop myself not wanting to start something again.

We walk into the kitchen holding hands. I feel like a fucking high school couple but fuck it. I've got my woman with me. That's all I care about right now.

Kat release my hand and hugs her father.

"Thank you daddy."

"You're welcome."

"Hello Chris." He extends his hand.

"Hi Mr. Creed." I shake it firmly. "Thank you for inviting me."

I greet Katherine with a kiss on the cheek and she smiles.

"Hello again Chris."

"Well, hello cutie, remember me?" I ask Kayla. She gives me a big grin and reaches her hand to me. I take it and lay a soft kiss on the back of it.

Kat grabs my hand.

"Carmen, this is Chris."

Kat leans in her ear and whispers."He makes my river overflow everytime." That sets Carmen into a fit of giggles.

"That's bueno Kat. Muy bueno." She whispers back.

I catch Kat's mom giving her a disapproving shake of her head. I'm wishing she didn't hear that.

"Katarina, my God. No respect child." Fuck. My cheeks feel warm and I'm sure their red. I smile shyly.

"Thank you for all the wonderful food you send us, Carmen. I really appreciate it." I say holding her hands. "It's nice to finally meet you." I kiss her on the cheek. She pulls me into a tight hug.

"Joo and joo brother are welcome. Anytime. Okay."

"Thank you."

She turns to Kat.

"Que lindo."

"Si."

"Mama, this is Chris." Kat is swinging our clasped hands together. "Chris, this is my mama, Grace." Grace is about 5 feet 7 inches tall. She has a sophisticated, elegant air about her, she's classical beauty.

Grace walks over to me, holds my face in her hands and places a tender kiss on my cheek. The gesture reminds me of something my moms would do. I do miss my mother.

"Robert has told me a lot about you, Christopher. Welcome and Happy Thanksgiving."

"Thank you, Mrs. Grace. Happy Thanksgiving." She envelopes me in a warm embrace which I return. She let's me go but remains holding my hand.

"He's adorable." She tells Kat. Kat smiles at me and winks.

"I know, mama."

"Now, that we all know each other." She turns her gaze to me." I'm going to put you to work." I smile at her.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Help Katarina cut up the vegetables. Take that dress shirt off first so you don't get it dirty." She releases my hand with a squeeze.

I do as I'm told laying the shirt beind a bar stool. I'm wearing a white short sleeved undershirt so my tattooed sleeve is visible.

"Christopher, that is absolutely beautiful." Grace tells me.

"Thank you. It's a tribute to my mother." She runs her hand up my arm across my track marks observing the detail.

"Koi fish, they represent personal strength and overcoming adversity."

"Yes ma'am."

She smiles up at me. "It's beautiful Christopher." And rubs my shoulder before she goes back to preparing dinner.

I wash my hands and go stand next to Kat who has a cute smile for me.

"Hi beautiful." I kiss the crown of her head. She hands me a knife and cutting board.

"Get to work handsome."

We catch up on my internship and school with her dad praising me like crazy. Katherine tells us how good Kayla is doing with physical therapy.

Grace and Carmen drill me on how I've spent my holidays since my mother passed away which has basically been me by myself because I couldn't stand to share a meal with Chase and Angie. Carmen tells me that Chase and I are to come here for every holiday from now on.

We are listening to Motown music when "My Girl" by the Temptations starts playing. Mr. Creed grabs a willing Mrs. Creed to dance and seranade.

His deep voice singing."I've got sunshine on a cloudy day, When it's cold outside..."

We all stop to watch them, they look so happy. Kat slips her arms around my waist. I wrap mine around her shoulders and kiss her soft lips.

I got to taste everything that was being made for dinner. From the stuffing, to gravy, to appetizers like Mr. Creed's killer seafood dip.

If it wasn't Carmen, it was Mrs. Grace, Kat, or Katherine giving me something to sample. And everything was fucking good.

After Mr. Creed finished his dip, he said his cooking duties were over and invited me to join him in the living room to watch some football when I was ready. But, I was enjoying my time with Kat and the other woman.

The warmness and acceptance of this family is overwhelming. I've never been made to feel like part of someone else's family. It's incredibly nice to have. I could see myself here in the future.

I look at a beautiful Kat and smile at her. Fuck, I've never thought like this before. But, then again I've never been in love before either.

Chris:

"Katherine, I'll go rock Kayla to sleep." Kat tells her sister who is busy making the deserts for Thanksgiving dinner.

"Thanks Kat."

"Baby, you wanna come? Or you can go watch football with daddy?"

"Fuck no. I want to spend as much time with you as I can." I kiss her and she smiles.

"Me too."

We take Kayla out to the back patio. Kat gets her out of her chair and cradles her in a dark wood rocking chair. I sit next to her in a matching rocker.

"This won't take long." I smile at her then look out into the vast yard. She quietly sings "Twinkle, Twinkle little star" to Kayla as she rocks her to sleep. We sit in pleasant silence for about 15 minutes.

"I'm going to put her in her bed." I look over at Kat who has a mischievous grin. "Wanna come with me?" I return her smile, cause fuck yeah, I want to be buried deep inside my woman.

"Yeah." I stand up. "Let me take her." I nestle Kayla in my arms as Kat leads the way. We go through the kitchen and Kat picks up my dress shirt.

"Awww..." Grace coos.

"Adorable, isn't he?" Kat says as they stare at me carrying Kayla in my arms.

"Thank you Chris." Katherine adds. I don't usually get shy but all this loving attention is unusual for me. I smile and put my head down.

"You're welcome." I hurry out the kitchen.

After we put Kayla in her bed, Kat seizes my hand and takes me to her old room.

"You don't know how badly I want you right now, baby."  Kat says breathlessly before she attacks my mouth. We work together to help each other undress. Grabbing, groping, squeezing, and stroking everywhere our hands land.

"You're so fucking sexy, babe." I tell her in between intense kisses and caresses.

She lays on the bed and spreads her legs for me giving me a beautiful view of her glistening cunt.

"Fuucckk." I climb on top of her and thrust my rock hard dick deep into her silky smooth welcoming pussy. I groan at how tight and warm and just fucking good she feels.

"Mmmm... so good Chris, so fucking good." She moans.

Both our hips are moving in a familiar rhythm bringing erotic pleasure to my cock. I grind my dick deeper and rotate my hips faster, our bodies are flush against one another. Her voluptuous breast rubbing my chest sensually. My lower pelvis stroking her clit with each movement. I capture her lips, thrusting my tongue inside her mouth savoring every crevice knowing I won't be able to have her like this for a while.

Her inner walls start spasming. "Cum for me Kat." She starts moaning in my mouth, her pussy clutching my dick, her juices drench my cock causing my dick to explode and fill her up with my cum.

I place light kisses in the crook of her neck.

"Thank you babe." I tell Kat still embedded in her fabulous pussy.

"Fuck baby. I really, really, really was craving that."

"And as much as I am in love with this position, I have to get up and get ready for Thanksgiving dinner."

Kat:

By the time I get dressed in a short pink V-neck bell skirt dress, all the guest have arrived.

I only have lip gloss and mascara on as makeup. My hair is in curls swung to one side over my right shoulder.

Damn. Chris felt fucking incredible and I have this post-orgasmic smile I can't get rid of.

I get to the kitchen where I greet Dee and her parents.

Dee hugs me and whispers." I saw Chris earlier, I guess your pain is over for a little while judging from that huge ass grin on your face."

"You know it girl." I place a loud kiss on her cheek.

"Katarina, can you let the rest of our guests know dinner is ready, to meet us in the dining room."

"Yes mother."

The living room is loud with conversation from our guest.

Anderson is the first to approach me.

"Happy Thanksgiving  Kat."

"Hey Anderson." I kiss him on the cheek.

Then my eye catches Chris sitting on the corner of the sofa. There's some Asian girl sitting way too close to him giving him this "I'm willing and ready to be fucked" look.

"O. Hell. No. The fuck is that?" I begin walking over there but Anderson grabs my hand and pulls me close to him.

"That's one of the other interns, Aniston. Your dad had to invite all of them, not just Chris." Anderson whispers to me. I frown at him and detach myself from his grasp. I stare back at Chris and this chick. Well, at least Chris looks annoyed.

I go to my father who's talking to Chase.

"Daddy, dinner's ready." Daddy gets out of his seat.

"Hey Kitten."

"Happy Thanksgiving." I mumble.

Chase looks over at Chris as he stands up and gives me a cocky smirk."You look beautiful. You want to make out with me and make him jealous." He winks at me. I think Chris heard some of that because he gives Chase a death glare.

"I guess not." He says but places a kiss on my lips as he stares at his brother. "He loves you Kitten. You have nothing to worry about." I smile at him.

"I know." I do know and I trust Chris. It's this fucking bitch I don't care for.

"Dinner's ready!" Daddy annouces from the front of the room. Everyone stands up. Then I notice Maya. She was sitting next to Chase quietly watching T.V. She's wearing a long sleeve cream turtle neck with a black jumper dress that's 2 sizes to big with black flats. Her hair is parted to the side and gelled down. The girly side of me really wants to take her out for a makeover.

"Maya, Happy Thanksgiving." I say sweetly as I hug her.

"Happy Thanksgiving. Thank you for having me." Her head down and voice so soft it's barely audible.

Chase let's out a breath. "Sweeheart..."

I furrow my eyebrows at him. "Leave her alone." I say sternly and wrap my arm around her shoulders leaving him behind.

"Come on Maya, you can sit next to me."

Daddy sits at the head of the table, mama next to him, then me, Maya, Chase, Dee, Anderson, and Carmen on one side. The other side is Chris across from mama, Aniston next to him and across from me, Craig the other intern, Dee's parents, Katherine, and Kayla at the other end of the table.

Dinner is freaking delicious as expected. Conversation is pretty good. I see everyone talking and laughing. I talk to Maya which I find so cute with her shyness and she is a good distraction from watching the Aniston shamelessly touching and flirting with Chris. Chris gives me these I'm so sorry looks from time to time.

The Craig intern guy seems pretty nice. I heard him try to talk to Aniston earlier. She was being a class A biotch to him. So, I started talking to him but his attention was on Maya. Chase turns a leery eye on him when he starts asking her basic questions like, Where did she grow up?, What her parents do for a living? Maya gives him straight forward one word answers.

"Maya are you in school?" He ask.

"No."

"What do you do?"

"Umm..I'm a mechanic." She glances up at him.

"That's really cool."

"Are you serious? You're a girl mechanic?" Aniston giggles.

O'Fuck. I want to beat the shit out of this chick so bad. Chase just glares at her before he turns his attention to Maya and takes her hand in his. He looks back up at Aniston. Before he can say anything, my mama starts.

"Excuse me young lady, Aniston was it? This is MY home. Can you please refrain from disrespecting my guest with your ignorant comments. If you can not please leave, I do not wish to have your company." Aniston looks at my father who doesn't say anything.

"And please leave this young man alone. He clearly has no interest in sleeping with you. So stop embarrasing yourself. It's quite painful to watch darling." Then she resumes her conversation with daddy as if nothing happened.

Chase whispers something in Maya's ear still holding her hand and she nods her head.

At least Aniston is leaving Chris alone now. I give my mama a side hug and kiss her on the cheek.

"I love you."I tell her. She leans her head against mine. "I love you too, baby girl."

Aniston left right after dinner citing she didn't feel too good. The rest of te evening went pretty good even though I couldn't show Chris the affection I wanted.

Maya and Chase left a little bit after desert. They thanked my parents and complimented Carmen on a great meal. Carmen sent them both home with plenty of leftovers.

When Craig ask Chris about leaving, Chris reluctantly says yes. I understand. It wouldn't look too good for Chris to be the only one to stay late.