Kim Ito was half Japanese and half American. Thin, pretty, dainty, she embodied everything the Japanese culture offered, and her mother, the American half, had passed on the gift of breasts and height through genetics. When we had met Sophomore year, she was quiet, reserved, loved video games and sci-fi. We started dating shortly after that. I had noticed changes in here over the past couple of months, the popular crowd had taken note of her, and distance had grown between us when she started spending time with her "new" friends.
She did not vocally break up with me, but I think it is safe to say that was the outcome of her opening the door, exposing me and all my insecurities to my classmates. My 6'1'' frame was not muscular. I was just over skin and bones in fact. My 6 inch limp cock hung between my legs, covered by my hands and the kids in the main room began to laugh. Looking up, I saw the phones go up and I scrambled for clothes, hoping I could save some dignity before this hit social media. Diving over the bed, I landed on the other side, shielded. Quickly, I pulled my pants on and grabbed my flip flops and shirt. Laughter is all I heard from the crowd as I darted past everyone and ran to my car.
For the rest of the year, I was reminded of that night. Kim had tried to apologize a few times, but my response was always the same, just stay away from me. She even had wrote me a letter, telling me how sorry she was, that she had lost her best friend due to being stupid. It did not matter to me, I just wanted as far away from the small town as I could get.
That was 12 years ago. I had done a stint in the Marines, graduated Cambridge and Law school since then. "Thomas..." an English female's voice sounded, breaking off my reminiscing, "Are you still with us?" Sitting up in my chair, I looked back at my boss, the senior partner in the London, as she let out a small sigh. "Have you returned to earth?" she asked. I nodded my head and apologized. "Where do we stand on the merger?" she inquired. I quickly explained the remaining needs and advised we should have the paperwork by weeks end. "Good, you and Katie are going to that little town and are going to personally ensure the client signs the sales agreement." I nodded my head and looked over at Katie.
Katie flashed a quick smile and looked away when my eyes connected with hers. She was one of my best friends and partner in crime. So much so, she was also my roommate. I watched as she stood up. I knew her measurements, 36E-24-36, 5'4", 115 lbs, or so I assumed based on google's conversion calculator. She had been a glamour model in college and still like to saunter around like she owned the place. Pulling myself up from the chair, my boss looked at me. "Thomas, can I speak with you for a moment?" Slowly, I walked over to where she was standing, "Thomas, I need you to focus, I know this project is difficult because you know some of the people, but please keep in mind the impact this has on our client and the firm." I nodded and agreed, "Camille, I will be fine, it has just been a while since I have been home."
Ordering another pint, Katie looked at me with curiosity, "So, what are you not telling me?" I rolled my eyes as the bartender put another in front of me. "I've told you what it was like, do you really think I want to go back to that place? Plus, it is a backwoods small town, they don't have anything healthy." I answered with a half hearted smile. It was her turn to roll her eyes. "Do we get to stay with Mum and Dad?" she asked suddenly. Katie's parents had died a few years ago, and mine, when they visited, had started treating her like one of theirs. I nodded, "We aren't staying at the Motel 6."
We finished off 3 more pints before we decided to call it a night. "Come on, lets go home. I will suck that magnificent cock of yours and you can fuck me." Katie said pulling me up. "Kate." I smiled trying not to laugh, "this is why people think we are a couple." She nodded, "friends with benefits, best friends with benefits." She announced in her cutest British accented voice as we left the pub.
Pushing her through the door of our flat, I shut the door quickly and locked it. As I turned around, she attacked me, wrapping her arms around my neck and then her legs around my waist. "I am guessing you were not jacked like you are now back then." She stated as she kissed me. Shaking my head, I pulled my belt off and slid her skirt up around her waist. I slid my hands from her thighs, crossing her garter and stockings, to her bare ass. Katie meanwhile, had begun to unbutton my shirt feverishly. "I need you naked now." She demanded as she slid from my grip.
A grin spread across my face as I complied with her request. I pulled my shirt off and threw it on the floor. Katie had started to slide her skirt down her legs. I slid from my pants after kicking off my shoes. Katie was struggling to get her shirt unbuckled. Reaching over, I pulled the shirt open, popping three buttons. "You cunt, you ruined this shirt." She said as I pulled it off her arms. "I will pay the tailor to fix it. It would not be the first one." She huffed and started to speak before I interrupted her. "If you want me to lick that twat of yours, you will shut up and fulfill that promise." She looked at me with a devilish smile, "You'll do that thing?" I nodded and she squatted down.
She let out a little gasp of happiness as she pulled my trunks down and my limp cock fell out. I looked down at her as she smiled, looking back up at me. She had chosen to wear her sky blue bra and thong set. Slowly, she took my limp cock into her mouth, inch by inch until she had all six inches. I felt the twinge of the muscles tightening and stiffening. She hummed in appreciation as my cock started to grow to its full length of 8 inches long. Her mouth clung to my member as she worked up and down the shaft, coating each extruding vein ridge and valley with her saliva. Taking a hold of my shaft, she used a couple of fingers to stimulate my balls, as she held my cock and began to lick the underside of my shaft. With her other hand, she reached behind and undid her bra.
I watched as the bra slid down her arms, and then to the ground as she momentarily let go of the fleshy spike that she was driving in and out of her mouth. Looking back up at me, she pulled the two large globes to my cock and sandwiched it in between. Taking the head of the cock in her mouth, she began to slowly massage my shaft with the silky softness of her tits. With each stroke, she would use her tongue in a method I was not entirely sure she did not invent. She had told me on more than one occasion, that while she had had her fair share of lovers, it was my cock that got her most worked up.
The speed of the activity quicken pace and her moans and slurps got louder. The sheer sound of it brought me pleasure. I felt my balls swell and then tense, suddenly spewing forth creamy goodness, flooding her mouth. Katie was a master cock sucker. She contained all the cum, guzzling it down her throat as she continued to work my cock. I steadied myself as she continued to drain my now softening cock. A moment later, she sat back and looked up at me. "Feel better?" she smiled. I nodded. "Good, now lets eat my pussy and then fill me with cum." She demanded standing up, grabbing my hand and leading me to my bedroom.
We only had sex in my bed. It was partly because she loved the bounce, but also because we fell asleep afterwards. I had been smart and spent the extra money on a good mattress. As we entered my room, she spun around and jumped into my arms, wrapping her legs around my mid-section and kissing me deeply. I could taste my cum in her mouth, feel her hardening nipples against my collar bone, and was bathed in the growing wetness of her pussy.
I fell onto the bed and she quickly climbed up my chest and hovered her pussy over my face. Pulling the thong to the side, she lowered her pussy onto my awaiting mouth. With long deep strokes, my tongue explored her inner folds. Her labia were contained by the perfectly manicured clamshell. I engulfed her legs with my arms and pulled her down into me. She let out a deep moan as my mouth fed on her juicy secret garden. "Jesus... You... Eat.. Pussy.. Better... Ahhh." She exclaimed. The satisfying sound had been caused from my finding her clit. Pulling her backwards a little, I was able to lower her clit to my teeth. Nibbling it at first, I have found that if I gently frame her clit between the front top and bottom two at the base, my tongue can reach angles and do things she has never felt before.
As I painted her clit, she began to rock back and forth, causing me to stop gripping her clit. It mattered not however. My tongue and mouth had encapsulated her labia and clit and were working every nerve ending they could find. The deeper the moans, the harder she ground into my face. She was using the headboard for leverage, to drive my mouth and tongue deeper. Suddenly, her tale tell sign of her body tensing and starting to shiver rolled through her, the orgasm had taken hold. She cried out in ecstasy as I began to gently stoke her clit. With an explosion, fluid drenched my face from deep with in her. Not a squirt, but still a steady slow flow the same.
Katie sat up and began to fall backwards onto my legs. As she did, I pulled her up and buried my tongue into the crack of her ass, gently making contact with her perfect little starfish. She squirmed at first, but as I continued, she moved to open up her legs so that I could get better access. The moans started again. "Fuck.. you eat ass better than anyone also." I chuckled a little as I continued my now assault. With in a minute, she tensed again and a second orgasm ripped through her body. Pussy juice dripped down her cunt and onto my face. Taking a small nibble of her ass, I taped her leg to indicate she should roll off. As she did, I quickly gave her ass cheek a peck and got up.
I had learned to be prepared with Katie. On my bedside table sat a small bottle of mouthwash. Rinsing my mouth out and spitting it into the empty cup, I turned to see her pulling a pillow under her hips. My cock had found its second life and was harder than ever, glued to my stomach because it was so erect. "Well come fuck me baby." Katie cooed.
Arriving between her legs, I forced my cock down. Nestling my head against her opening, her slit bathed my cock in juice. I loved looking at Katie naked, she was perfect. "Now own me." She demanded, "I want my pussy to be sore in the morning!" I complied with the request. At first, I slid my cock into the hungry wet pussy slowly, letting her adjust to the massive girth. I may have not been given many talents, but God had poured an assload of huge cock into my mixing bowl. The slight upwards curve of my cock rubbed against her G-spot. As I fell forward onto her, I pulled her hands above her head and pinned them down with mine. It was a struggle due to our height difference, but I managed to crane my neck down enough as she arched her back to bath the 1 inch nipple with my tongue at first, then pinch it between my lips and show it the attention it deserved.
I plunged my cock in and out of her, rolling my hips each time to make sure I was paying attention to every crevice of the amazing pussy. As I did, my pelvic bone rubbed against her clit. She struggled as I held her hands in place. I could never get enough of Katie. I ravished her tits as much as I could, nibbling, biting, licking, kissing, everything you could think of. I pulled at her nipples with my lips causing her to scream with pleasure.
Our hips were moving together, pulling apart and pushing towards each other at almost a violent pace now. I felt her pussy form a death grip on my cock as it entered and she pulled her legs up, locking her ankles around my back. The leverage and positioning cause my cock to sink further into her, bottoming out at her cervix. As the third orgasm of the night ripped through her, I held her in place and slammed my dick in and out of the twat that was fighting to keep it in. I was not done. More and more I pushed in and out of her, and more and more her orgasm built and built. I felt one after another flood her body and then finally, she squirted, covering both of us in fluid as I withdrew. I quickly plunged my pussy stopper back into her awaiting cunt and steadied my pace. Her body writhed more and more with each pump, and she began to beg me to stop. I felt my balls start to pull back up in me, reading to empty the remaining contents. Sinking my cock deep into her, cum spewed deep inside her. I pulled Katie in as tight as I could, holding my cock deep into her cavern. She wrapped herself around me and tried to control her body. I could feel the ripples of the subsiding orgasms. A small giggle escaped her as she whispered, "Ok, lets get some sleep, we have to pack tomorrow."
That night, I lay in my bed, Katie sprawled over my chest and then her half of my bed, trying to force myself to deal with the reality that I had to return to a place I hated, see people I did not like. The only plus side was that I was bringing a hot brit with me, who would have my back.
"Why are you walking funny?" I laughed as I followed her to our first class seats. She turned and flashed me a go to hell look and continued walking. "You know why you wanker." She mumbled. "Be careful for what you wish for." I said as I struggled not to laugh. Falling into her window seat, she looked at me and sneered, mocking me, "Be careful what you wish for...." I looked at her with a look of concern. "Are we ok?" I asked cautiously. She had never been this way after one of our stress relief sessions. She forced a smile and nodded. "Katie..." I pleaded, "Seriously, what is going on?" She shook her head, "nothing, just.... just got into my own head. I'll be ok, just give me a couple of hours to process it and I will tell you." I gave her a look and then ordered my drink. Katie ordered two.
"Do you even think about what you say before you say it?" She asked suddenly. It wasn't hateful, more of an inquiry. Pulling my headphones off, I turned to her. Usually she was well put together, she hated to go anywhere with out being fully done up. Today, she was in yoga pants, a baggy hoodie, had her crimson hair pulled back, and no makeup. "Yes, unless we have been drinking." I said with a thoughtful look, "Why?" She turned back to her magazine and ignored my question. I let out a short sigh and pulled my head phones back on. Two minutes later, she reached over and pulled them from my head, "See the thing is, I am not so sure you didn't mean for it to happen." She spat. I let out a frustrated breath and answered, "What did I mean to happen then? What the hell are you talking about?" I watched as she pursed her lips and anger flashed through her eyes. She shook her head slightly tossed my headphones back at me. Closing my eyes, I counted to 10, hoping that the frustration would fall away.
I did not have to wait long, by the time I opened my eyes, Katie had turned and staring at me. "I'm fucking married." She hissed quietly. I gave her a cross look and smirked, "yeah, sure. How long have you been married." The expression of disdain remained on her face. "Oh, about 10 months." She answered with a grin I had only seen before she dismembered an adversary. I let out a sigh and shook my head. "10 months ago we were in Vegas...." I started and then stopped. As a joke we had gone to one of those little chapels and played along with the act. Elvis was marrying people, it had to be a joke. "Naw... there is no way that was real." I added, "We read the paperwork, we did not authorize them to get a marriage license." The told you so expression had now rolled across her face. "No, there is no way. The firm's yearly background check would have pulled it up." I stammered. She cocked her eyebrow at me, "How do you think I found out about it. This morning. Email from Camille, congratulating us. Said it totally explains why you have been absent minded over the past week. Fear of me meeting your full family." I shook my head in disbelief, "Kate, you can stop now. It isn't funny." She picked up her martini and downed the rest of it. "I'm not joking husband dearest." She answered, "And when we touch down in New York for the layover, you are taking me to Tiffany's and buying me the largest ring I can find."
I spent the next hour trying to come to grips with the new information. Katie on the other hand had started to torture me. "I mean I could do worse, you are the greatest lay I have had, you are good looking, sweet, caring. Don't get me wrong, we can work on your fashion, but I think we could work.", "You will make a good first husband.", "I mean, I don't plan on changing the openness of our relationship", were some of the comments that were targeted towards me. "Katie, you do know we are getting this annulled when we get back right?" I asked. She rolled her eyes, "Yes you wanker, I am not ready to be married yet."
Touching down in New York, we had a day lay over. We had done as Katie had requested, dropped our bags at the company apartment and gone to Tiffany & Co. She walked out with a 2 carat ring that she would be giving back to me when the annulment went through. Holding her hand out in front of her at dinner, she smiled, "Well, this has definitely earned you something special tonight." "Oh it better." I added taking a bite of my burger, "We didn't get a wedding night together." She smiled a little, "We were both preoccupied with that Hen party.
Somehow, my partner in crime had got us into a bachelorette party. The night had ended, or the morning began rather, with a group of women and myself helping satisfy carnal needs. I smiled and looked back at her. "I am sorry, I didn't know. I always thought that was a joke." She waved me off and added, "If I have to be married, being married to my best friend is the way to go." I suddenly perked up, something she had said in the past, denied me during our play time, came to the forefront of my memory. With a devious smile and looked at her. "What?" she asked cautiously. "Well... You told me the only man that would ever get your ass is your husband..." She cut me off, "oh, no.. no, no, no." I smiled at her and nodded her head. "A 30K ring says I am your husband and that tight ass of yours is mine." She smiled and rolled her eyes. "Enough." She laughed, "This is temporary and you will not take advantage of it." I chuckled a little and smiled, "Fair enough."
We left the restaurant with only one goal, to consummate the marriage. We knew it was fake, temporary, whatever you wanted to call it, but pretend was fun at times. "Carry me across the threshold?" she asked softly. I opened the door and picked her up. As she wrapped her arms around my neck she smiled and lent forward, kissing my lips gently. "I'm your wife tonight. Be gentle. I want you to make love to me." She requested.
I carried her into the apartment, closing the door behind us. She adjusted a little, pulling her lips towards my neck. Beginning to kiss her way down my chin, she gently pecked at my skin. Entering the bedroom, I put her down on the edge of the bed. She looked up at me with a smile I had never seen from her. She was truly gorgeous. I was not sure I would ever have someone belong to me that was ever this beautiful again after we got the annulment. I pulled my T-shirt off and her grin widened. I knew Katie like seeing my abs. Years of work in the gym had turned my once scrawny body into something to be proud of. Standing up, she took a step towards me and stood on her toes to kiss me. I pulled her into me and deeply kiss her, our tongues intertwining. I felt her body relax.
Suddenly, her arms shot up. Taking a stop back, her smile entranced me. I shook my head and pulled the hoodie over hers, exposing her skin. She was not wearing a bra. She usually did not when she was dressed like this. The rubbing against the soft fleece interior of the sweatshirt had coaxed her sensitive nipples to their perky upright position. Her hands fell to my waist and began to unbutton my pants. Bending down, I began to kiss her, first her cheek, then her jaw line, ear lobe, then her neck. She giggled a little as I hit a ticklish spot. Pulling back a little, she quickly gave me a peck on the lips and stepped back to admire her handiwork. She had managed to pull my pants down just a little. I shimmied as much as could out of them as I bent a little and pulled her up. As she wrapped her legs around my waist, she used them to lower my pants. I shimmied a little letting them fall to the ground with my boxers. I continued to kiss her, moving towards her collar bone and then to her luscious breasts. She arched her back and fed me her nipples.
Katie had breasts that dipped a little but then curved back up, making her nipples easy access. As I worked my mouth around each one individually, she moaned a little. "Ohhh." She said suddenly, "Your cock is awake." I kiss her neck at her jaw line and whispered, "You kinda have that effect on it." She giggled and whispered, "Then I think you know what I need."
Laying her on the bed, She arched her back and pulled her yoga pants off. Laying stark naked on the bed, I climbed on top of her and lowered my mouth to hers. As we kissed deeply, she reached down and pulled my cock into her pussy. Something had turned her on. Katie was dripping wet, and as pressed her hips towards mine, she easily took my full length. Tonight was about slow and deliberate. My movements were the same, long deep intentional strokes, gentle caresses, targeted touching and kissing, she wanted the experience so I would give it to her.
As we progressed, Katie had a different response than our normal outings. She wrapped herself in me still, but now it was as if she never wanted me to stop, her to let go. Her gasps and moans were deeper, with emotion. "I want to be on top." She said suddenly.
We rolled over and she found her way back onto the hard penis. She sat up and rode me for a few seconds. Holding onto her tits to steady them, she rocked her hips back and forth. I could not help but lay in awe of her. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders. She had her eyes closed and was biting he lower lip. I could feel her muscles contracting around my shaft. "Spin around." I ordered. Slowly, she turned, and I felt my cock slide against the walls of her pussy. Putting her hands on my thighs, she began to bounce up and down. The view of my cock entering her from behind was almost to much. The tight little ass bobbed up and down with each movement.
I sat up a little and slipped my hand around her waist, motioning for her to lay backwards. Taking the hint, she adjusted her legs so her feet were next to my knees on the bed and laid backwards on me. Slowly, I slid my cock in and out of her. My hands found her breasts and I slowly began to work her nipples and areolas. Looking up at me, I craned my head down and kissed her deeply. My cock erupted inside her pussy, coating it with everything I had. That was all it took. An orgasm rolled quickly through her body. I held her tightly and pulled her into me, slowed my entry and exit from her canal. Holding her tightly, my cock withered from her and she turned over in my arms and buried her face into my chest. I could feel tears from her eyes as she began to cry a little. "Are you ok." I asked quietly. She nodded. "Why don't we get under the covers. It has been a long day."
I yawned a little as I spooned her, holding her backside as close and tight against me as I could. She had clung to my arms and begged me not to get up. "Are you sure you are ok." I asked again. She nodded again and pulled my arm into her. I kissed the back of her head and spoke again, "So are you taking my last name? Its traditional." She began to laugh slightly, the emotion and tears subsiding a little. "I do not think you can call us traditional." I could feel her playing with the wedding ring, twisting the diamond back and forth with her pinky and middle fingers. "That... That was wonderful." She finally said. I kissed her shoulder and whispered into her ear, "You are always wonderful." She chuckled again, "Can you be serious for a second." The voice was strained. It worried me a little. "Kate, what is it?" I asked pulling her into me tight. "I do not think I have ever felt anything like that. We have never done anything that intimate before. Do not get me wrong, I like you fucking me like a little slut, but that.. that was different. I want that. I want the other, but I want that." She answered. "ok." I responded, "I don't think that is an issue."
She was quiet for a few more minutes before speaking. "I do not want to lose us." I rolled my eyes a little. I knew it was not a time to be flippant about what we had just done or our situation, but she was being overly emotional. "We are not going to be anything other than us. You are my best friend, you put me back together after Iraq. I don't think either of us wanted to be married, but if I had to be, you are what I would want." I could feel her smile. "Thank you." She spoke softly, "you are a great first husband. And everyone knows you marry the 1st one for love, not money." I laughed as she did. That was my Katie.
We woke the next morning wrapped in each other's arms. It was a foreign experience, but a pleasant one. I watched Katie as she dressed, this time, in her usual fashion. Boarding the plane, she was in a much better mood. We sat in our seat and she reached over and held my hand. The new ring sparkled in the light. "So what are we going to tell mum and dad." She asked as she took a sip of her mimosa. "The truth." I said with a look. She shook her head, "They already think we are a thing anyways." I let out a little sigh. She was not wrong, my parents thought we were hiding the fact we got married, so this revelation would only further strengthen it. "They are going to have to know, they will figure it out when we get it annulled." Swallowing her drink she spoke, "What if we did not get it annulled. I mean, you are not seeing anyone, I am not seeing anyone, and we both kind of love each other." The look that came across my face must have been upsetting because she quickly backed off, "I am kidding you wanker."
I had not thought of a life with out her, nor had I thought of one with her as my wife. She was amazing, my best friend, and I hated to see her with anyone else. "What if we didn't.... Could you be married to me?" I asked. She rolled her eyes, "Forget I said anything." "No, I mean it. We might have to readjust our situation socially, I mean, I do not know that I want an open marriage." I added. She let out a sigh as she began to thumb through a magazine. "You are the only guy I have fucked in two years. Are you telling me you want to give up threesomes?" She asked looking at the page. "We do not have threesomes." I said. "Currently." She responded. "Up for negotiations." I countered. She put the magazine down and turned to me. Picking up her glass, she took a sip and cocked her head, "You want to give up fucking Lacy in accounting?" I scoffed for a second, "I would." "What if Lacy wanted to fuck both of us." She asked. I paused for a long minute. "I do not share well." I finally stated. She laughed and leaned over and kissed me. "I am aware. But you would not be sharing if it was both of us. And you do not have to worry about men, I am not really interested in anything they can give me after having you. I swear." I nodded my head slightly, "I am not someone who shares my women with other men. It doesn't really seem fair for me to get all the fun." Katie picked my hand up and kissed it. "I am aware, and you know I am not really interested in men, you know, other than you."
How we went from single less than 48 hours ago to the decision that we would not annul our sham marriage was hard to process. We both cared for each other, wanted to be with each other, and could not stand the idea of not being without the other. If you had asked me who my ideal woman was, it would have been Katie. I had just always been to chicken to act on it. "So husband," Katie said taking another mimosa from the flight attendant, "How do we tell your parents." I had not thought about my family. "We just tell them I guess. God knows mom will fawn all over you, she will have a girl finally. Well a girl my brother didn't knock up." Katie laughed a little. "Ah... Bryan.. he is always the highlight of conversation. What about your friends?" I laughed at the thought. "I don't have any friends here." I said taking a bite of the meal they put in front of me. Katie took a grape from my plate and popped it in her mouth. "Oh, that's right, you weren't beautiful in, what do you call it, high school." She smiled. Giving her an amused look, I answered, "No, not even close."
Katie continued to pick at my plate. "Should I order you one or is mine working out for you?" I asked. "It is what wives do, or so I assume." She answered, "Who was that girl... Kim, what about her. I know she humiliated you, but your families are still close, no?" I nodded my head. "She apparently works at her parent's dinner. I try not to interact with her unless I have to." Katie suddenly shot up. "What do you think about a little revenge, or at a minimum, closure." I shook my head at her. "Kate, I just want to do this deal and be done." Katie was already putting her plan into action. "Shhh. I am your wife and we are going to make her the talk of the town. Plus, I like to dominate women." She said. Quickly leaning over, she kissed my cheek. "Do not worry yourself, I will do the scheming." That was honestly what I worried about, she was almost espionage level with her plans.
After landing, I loaded the truck my parents had left for me in assigned parking. "Explain to me again why we are riding in this?" Katie asked as she walked around the vehicle. Dressed in jeans, a chunky cable sweater and riding boots, I could see my reflection in her glasses when she looked back up at me. "We are going to be on dirt roads, in the country. This is a small town." I said as I shut the back door to the cab, "And this truck is an $80,000 dollar truck, it isn't cheap." She shook her head, "Land Rover would have worked also." I smiled, "Get in the truck and be pretty." As she got in she looked over at me, "At least I don't have to worry about the last part. And how am I going to give you a blow job with this console." As I buckled my seat belt I answered, "I am sure you can be creative."
The three hour ride was not with out its excitement. Katie had never been anywhere rural in the United States, and Americana fascinated her. Questions, squeals, sudden requests to stop and take pictures, and her first tastes of BBQ had kept her occupied. Pulling onto Main Street, she looked at the picturesque town. "It looks like something off the tele in the 1960s." She stated in awe, "Where is this place we have to go to get the paperwork signed?" I looked down the road, "Um... down the street on the right, the yellow house." She peered out the window. "Quaint." She said, "So how much longer to Mums." Taking her hand I gave it a little squeeze. "It will be fine, they will be more happy to see you than me.
Exiting the truck, we walked up the steps. The old plantation home still had its grandeur. My parents had renovated it from ground up when they bought it. It was the first thing they had done with their construction company. "Katie?" my mom sounded with glee, opening the door as we walked up the porch steps. Katie bound forward and into her arms. My mom was a couple of inches taller than Katie, and roughly the same build minus the chest. "Thomas." My dad said walking up behind me, "you brought her finally." I nodded my head. Bryan, my brother walked around the porch with his new girlfriend of the week. "Katie." He boomed with a smile, "He finally brought you home." Katie was eating up the atmosphere, she did not have family. "So, when are you two going to just admit you belong together and...." My mom said and suddenly stopped, "IS that...." She screamed with joy as Katie lifted up her hand. "Your stupid boy tricked me into marring him when we were in Vegas." She said with a smile, "To punish him, I am going to make him spend the rest of our lives making it up to me." My dad slapped me on the back. "Good job. About damn time." I gave him a not amused look and looked over at Bryan. "Don't look at me, I don't any intentions of trying to take the spot light off you." He laughed as he hugged his new sister in law. "This one is a great wing woman, not that I need her." He continued as he motioned to a woman. She was frumpy, plain, not the type of woman my brother usually dated. "This is Sarah, she works down at Doc Jones' office. Finally said yes to go out with me a couple of weeks ago." He announced. I looked her over. "Sarah Mcgee?" I asked. She nodded, "Hi Thomas." Sarah had been Kim's best friend prior to falling in with the new crowd. I walked over to her and hugged her, "How have you been?" She told me fine and that she had been back in town for a couple of years now.
The rest of the day flew by and dinner was quick. Sitting in the parlor, Katie and I talked with Bryan and Sarah. "You know she wants to see you." Sarah said with some caution. "Who?" Katie asked fully knowing. "Um.. Kim Ito, his former girlfriend," Bryan answered with baited breath. "Oh, well that sounds like fun, I would like to see who you use to date." Katie smiled. I rolled my eyes, "My stance is still the same." I responded. "Tom, you are going to have to deal with her eventually." Sarah added, "Plus she really does realize how bad she screwed up. Let her make it right. You have moved on, let her do the same." "yes, let her move on." Katie demanded, "Poor girl has been carrying this for all these years."
Almost as if it was arranged, the doorbell rang. "That is my ride." Sarah announced. "It is Kim isn't it?" I asked. She flashed a quick smile. "Maybe." I looked at Bryan who swore he did not have anything to do with this.
As she entered the room, I stood up. It was like I had been transported back in time. She was just a beautiful as she had been. Time had been just as good, perky tits still bounced a little as she walked, still slender, and still cute. "Thomas." She said quietly. "Kim." I greeted her as she attempted to hug me. Katie had rose also, and was standing at my side. "Hello." She said, "I am Katie, his wife." The words were almost bitter, cutting through the tension, creating a deeper version. "oh, I am sorry, I did not mean to..." Kim answered but Katie cut her off. "It is ok Deary, we have surprised everyone with it." Kim took a step back and looked Katie up and down. If there was anyone that could outdo Kim in the looks and body department, it was Katie, and it was not even close. "Again, sorry, I did not see a ring." Kim said with a little bit of attitude. Katie flashed a smile at her, a smile I knew meant she was willing to kill someone if needed and answered, "That is right, where is your ring?" Attention turned to me and I answered quickly, "Home. You know how I hate traveling with it and risking losing it." Kim seemed satisfied with the answer. "Well, if you two have some time, I would like to hear all about everything and say a few things of my own. Could you come by the diner tomorrow night?" she asked. I started to say no before Katie broke in, "Of course, I have so many questions that this one will not answer."
Everyone said their goodbyes and we adjourned to our own rooms. Closing the door behind me, Katie was giddy at the size and décor in the room. "I love your mum." She said throwing herself on the bed. I stripped off my clothes and walked over to the bed. "Nope, you have to do something first." She demanded. I watched as my wife quickly stripped off her clothes and demanded me lay on my back. "My pussy needs to be licked and I owe you a blowjob." She sung.
Lowering her pussy into my mouth, I could smell the aroma of juices that had started to well inside her. Something had made her excited. "I don't like that bitch." She said as she took my cock into her hand. I began to lick along the part in her labia, darting my tongue in and out. As she stroked my cock, it grew. "She does not know that you are mine." She continued, "Ohhhh. Keep doing that." My mouth had parted her and had taken her inner folds inside, my tongue bathing each part of her. "I am going to put her in her place... " Katie added, just before she plunged my hardened cock into her mouth and down her throat. I was not sure how she did it, but her blowjobs and deep throating felt different each time, different techniques, different parts of her mouth, I did not know, nor did I care. Up and down she went, twirling her tongue, creating suction. It was not long before my cock started to pulsate and my balls tightened. "Mmmm." She let out. My cock immediately emptied what felt like a pint of cum into her, and to her credit, as always, she sucked everything out of me, swallowing all my little sailors.
Letting my cock fall from her mouth, she pushed her pussy back into my mouth, giving me access to her clit when she raised her hips. This was where I excelled. Taking her clit, I drug my tongue around its base, flicking up just a little. Her clit began to swell and as I continued to paint it with long soft strokes, she let lose. The orgasm rumbled through her body and the tension caused by earlier in the night faded. She buried her face into my leg to muffle the scream. I kept my mouth on her pussy, taking in as much of her as I could. Finally, as the juices began to subside, I kissed the inside of her thighs next to the cup of her ass.
Katie quickly climbed under the covers and fell into her little spoon position. "You have no competition." I said finally as I kissed her forehead. "Oh, I know, I am going to collar that bitch." Katie announced, "I did not know to what extent it would humiliate her, but now I know."
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