Date: Tue, 11 Oct 2011 23:16:05 -0700 From: K. Finnegan Subject: Arizona Heat Part 3b: Jenny's Story Arizona Heat Part 3b: Jenny's Story By K. Finnegan Feedback most welcome - kfinnegan64@hotmail.com "Oh Kate! Oh God! Oh God!" I whimpered as I writhed in frantic ecstasy. "Oh baby, please let me come! Please! I can't take this anymore!" I begged as my fingers clawed at my restraints and my back arched. Kate smiled as she expertly glided her tongue gently over my throbbing clit and maneuvered the twelve inch jet-black vibrator in my vagina in a way that prolonged my build-up until it became almost unbearable. The sexy redhead had me nearly senseless with bliss as I trembled and shook, my full breasts bouncing as I thrashed on the bed. My words soon dissolved into a breathless babble of ecstatic squeals and moans. At the perfect moment, Kate twisted the humming phallus ever so slightly and sucked my engorged clit just so and brought me to a rapid series of mind-blowing orgasms that left me senseless and shrieking. I fainted as the last climax took me, but soon awoke to her gentle caresses. "There, there, baby." Kate whispered soothingly, as she unfastened the leather restraints from around my wrists and gathered my trembling and sweat soaked body into her arms. "Your bad girl always gives you what you deserve." Kate kissed me tenderly, teasing my mouth with her lips and the tip of her tongue. I slowly began to kiss back as my senses returned. She placed one soft hand on my face, gazed at me with her beautiful emerald eyes and parted her lips to speak. "Jenny." She whispered. "Are you going to eat that?" "What?" I mumbled. "Hello! Earth to Jenny!" Amy said playfully, as she sat down next to me in the break room. "Are you going to eat that cookie, or just keep staring into space with that dopey grin plastered all over your face? What's gotten into you girl?" She said with a smile. "You've been a dreamy Debby all week." Amy was a plump and cheerful blonde dental assistant at the practice where I worked as a secretary. We had hit it off well and had become good workplace friends. She was easy to talk to, and I had confided in her about my sexual frustrations with Tom some weeks ago. She was the mother of three children and had gone through the post-natal blues before, and she had advised me to just be patient. I was sitting at the break room table at work with a soda, half eaten sandwich and a cookie in front of me. I slid the cookie to Amy, smiling. "What's gotten into me?" I said with a grin, as I blushed. "Umm, my husband." "I knew it!" She squealed, as she gave me a hug. "I told you it would all work out." Amy said, as she picked up the cookie. "It was just a matter of time. No man could keep his hands off a foxy lady like you forever." She said with a wink as she headed back to work. I smiled. That of course wasn't the whole truth, but I was getting used to living with half-truths. As I cleaned up the table and walked back to my desk I wondered how shocked Amy would have been if I had told her the other, and main, reason for my newfound cheerfulness - I was having a passionate lesbian affair with a sexy young redheaded high school student! Although I was very happy that Tom and I were having sex again, I thrilled at the memory of my weekend with Kate, and longed for our next meeting. I couldn't keep from thinking about her, and would often catch myself staring dreamily into space while fantasizing about kissing her soft lips, caressing her firm, pale breasts, sucking on her stiff pink nipples and most of all, tasting her young pussy. A week ago such thoughts would have shocked and disgusted me, but now they seemed as natural to me as breathing. I was desperately trying to think of an excuse to call her and arrange another rendezvous, even if it was just for a few minutes of sex in the back of my car. Yeah, I had it bad. It was Friday, June 27th, almost a week since I met first met Kate when she rescued me from my overheated car on a scorching Arizona summer day. It was a busy day at the dental office, and time passed quickly as I checked patients in and made reminder calls when I had the time. I left the office and headed home at 5:00 stopping at a Basha's on the way to pick up groceries. Just off Grand Avenue I passed the Wonderland Adult store, a windowless building sitting in an unkempt lot next to a Kentucky Fried Chicken. The temptation to visit it had been growing daily, and I resolved to pluck up the courage next week and get something special for my next rendezvous with Kate. My fantasies have taken a turn for the kinky lately, probably because I now openly helped myself to Tom's stash of hard-core porn magazines. I was becoming curious about sex toys, and wondered if Kate was into them or would be willing to experiment. Over the last few days I have been slowly trying to come to terms with my feelings for Kate, and what those feelings meant with regard to my sexuality. I was sure I wasn't a lesbian, because I still felt a physical attraction to men and enjoyed sex with my husband. I guessed I must be bisexual, but I didn't feel any new appreciation for the female form, apart from in pornography. I didn't find myself stealing peeks at other women, or having lustful thoughts or dreams about them. Only Kate. She filled my mind constantly, waking and dreaming. Was it possible, I wondered, for one's sexuality to be defined by an individual rather than a sex? Was I a "Kate-o-sexual," for lack of a better word? Was I... was I falling in love with her? Was this all part of some strange post-natal phase, or was this a permanent change in me? I suppose in a way what I wanted most of this strange, exciting new relationship was answers to these questions. ---*--- I arrived home and hour before Tom was due back and had a chance to catch up with mom, who was looking after my infant son, Max. She and dad were excited because they were going on a cruise to Alaska in late August with some other retired couples from Sun City. She too noticed the change in my disposition lately and commented that I seemed much happier. I told her that Tom and I had worked out some "marital issues" and all was well. She beamed at me and gave me a hug before heading back to Sun City. Max was sleeping so I drew a relaxing hot bath and soaked as I fantasized about making love to Kate. I fingered myself to orgasm twice in the bubbly hot water. Tom got home late, having been stuck at the office doing paperwork. He was tired, and I fixed him a glass of scotch and gave him a back rub while we watched TV as dinner cooked. He told me that a couple from work had asked us to dinner. The Schultz's wanted to get together next Thursday, the day before Independence Day, for dinner at their place over by North Mountain Park. Sensing an opportunity I told Tom that my parents needed a break from Max, and suggested that we hire Kate to baby-sit. It so happened that I had that Thursday off work, and I was desperately hoping that I could spend the day with Kate before she was needed as a sitter. Tom agreed, and was quite looking forward to meeting my rescuer and new friend. I had followed Kate's advice and given Tom the G rated version of our meeting, telling him only that she rescued me from my overheated car, gave me a ride home and stayed with me for a few hours because I was feeling ill. I went into the kitchen to call Kate with the news, but she wasn't home. I spoke with her mother, which was very weird considering the things I had done with her young daughter only days ago. She seemed like a very pleasant woman and told me that Kate was out with her boyfriend Mark on a date tonight, and that she would pass the message on to one of the boys at Mark's place. I returned to the kitchen and prepare dinner as I fantasized about spending Thursday with Kate. ---*--- Saturday came and Tom and I began our weekend routine. Tom mowed the lawn and cleaned the pool in the early afternoon before it got too hot outside, while I did laundry, dishes, vacuumed the floor and looked after Max. At about 11:00, Tom came into the kitchen, sweating after skimming the leaves out of the pool. I handed him a glass of lemonade and turned to fix one for myself when the phone rang. A jolt of excitement hit me as I wondered if it was Kate. Tom picked up the receiver and held it to his ear as he wiped a rivulet of sweat from his forehead with a dishtowel. "Swenson residence, can I help you?" Tom said. "May I ask who is calling?" He asked. "Oh, Kate! Jenny's told me all about you. I'm Tom, Jenny's husband. Hey, thanks so much for helping her out last week, I really appreciate it." Tom said. "Tom, is that Kate?" I asked, excitedly. "Let me talk to her." "Well, here she is." Tom said. "I look forward to meeting you Kate." He said, as he handed me the receiver. "Kate! Hi, thanks for getting back to me so quickly." I said, trying hard to contain my excitement. "Tom and I have been invited out to dinner and drinks this coming Thursday night by a couple he knows from work. Can you look after Max from about 6 to 10:30?" "Sure," Kate replied, "I can do that. Shall I come over about 5:30?" "Hang on a sec," I said, muffling the phone with my hand. "Honey, could you check on Max, I thought I heard something fall in the nursery." I said to Tom, who headed down the hall. "Kate?" I asked. "I'm here." She said. "I'm not working on Thursday, so why don't you come over about noon." I said softly. "If not sooner." "Could you come pick me up?" Kate asked. "I think Jeff is using the van next weekend to help a friend move." "Sure," I said. "I'll drive you home too." Kate gave me directions to a 7-11 near her house where I could pick her up. "Sounds good," She said, softly. "Let's make it 10:00." "Great!" I said. "I can't wait to see you again! Oh, and bring a swimsuit." ---*--- The days dragged by, and I kept getting more and more excited about Thursday, when we would test Kate's plan of hiding our affair in plain sight. As I drove home from work on Wednesday, I finally plucked up the courage to go to Wonderland. After getting over my initial self-consciousness, my curiosity got the better of me and I lost track of time perusing the aisles of outlandish sex toys, magazines and videos. Before I realized it, 25 minutes had gone by. I didn't want to keep mom waiting any longer than I had to, so I made my selections, took a deep breath, and walked to the counter. The clerk, a thin greasy looking man with tattoos on his arms and neck, was very professional and rang up my purchases like they were everyday groceries. I had chosen 2 magazines and a lesbian porno VHS tape. I paid with cash and walked out into the late afternoon heat carrying a brown paper bag and feeling very naughty. I hid the bag in the trunk under an old blanket and drove home. ---*--- Thursday finally came and I could barely hide my excitement from Tom as I helped him prepare for his day at work. After he was out the door I finished my morning routine and began to prepare for my day with Kate. I picked out a nice floral blouse, a white skirt and sandals. I spent a little too much time in front of the mirror putting on a bit of makeup, and I chided myself for my vanity. I checked on Max and waited for my neighbor, Marge Simmons, to come over. I had called her last night and asked her to stay with Max for a few minutes while I picked up the babysitter for her training day. Marge arrived 15 minutes before 10:00 with her daughter Anne. After welcoming them and getting them settled I set out to pick up Kate. I arrived at the 7-11 early and parked on the edge of the parking lot, feeling nervous and edgy. Three minutes before ten, Kate appeared from around the corner of the convenience store dressed in a pretty white outfit of a short sleeved white blouse, matching skirt and cork sandals. I was suddenly filled with a sense of panic. What was I doing here? I'm a married woman for God's sake! My hands started to shake as she drew closer, swaying her hips in a provocative manner and smiling flirtatiously as her cloud of red hair danced around her pretty face. Kate sashayed up to the passenger side door, leaned into the open window displaying her cleavage and pulled her sunglasses down to the tip of her nose. "Hey honey, you looking for a date?" She said in a nasally New York accent. "Kate! You are bad, so bad!" I giggled. I covered my face as I blushed and burst out laughing. Kate had such a wonderful sense of humor, and great timing. She seemed to have a knack for defusing awkward situations with a well-placed joke or prank. All of my earlier apprehensions vanished now that she was here with me. Kate flashed me her adorable toothy grin as she climbed in and set her bag in the backseat. After closing the passenger door she turned to me, smiling as our eyes met. She was more beautiful than I remembered, and she had obviously spent some time in front of the mirror this morning too. Her red hair was freshly brushed and lustrous, and she wore just a touch of makeup to accentuate her emerald eyes. We sat in silence for a few moments just looking at each other and smiling, the sexual tension building up like steam in a hot shower. Kate brought her left index finger up to her lips and kissed it sensuously. Then with her eyes locked on mine she reached down into my lap and pressed her finger to my pussy causing me to gasp slightly. Without breaking eye contact she brought her finger back to her lips and put it in her mouth. I closed my eyes as a warm tingling sensation spread across my body, and I leaned back into the seat as a shuddering sigh escaped my lips. "Missed me?" She whispered. "Oh Kate, you have no idea." I said, hungrily. "Two weeks is too long." I fumbled for the keys and started the engine. Kate smiled as she fastened her seatbelt, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me. I felt silly having this teenager turning me on so much that my knees felt weak, but at the same time I reveled in the sensation, and longed to feel my hands on her body. "You look good enough to eat, Jenny." Kate said, as she caressed me with her eyes. "So do you Kate." I said, as I pulled out of the parking lot and headed west. As soon as I straightened out on the open road, we looked at each other and smiled. As I returned my eyes to the road, I reached over and took her hand, giving it a little squeeze. We drove to my house holding hands, smiling and chatting about what we have been doing for the past few days. After a short drive, I pulled into the carport, set the brake and turned off the ignition. I smiled at Kate affectionately, kissed my right index finger and placed it on her skirt. She smiled as I withdrew my finger, put it in my mouth and sucked it sensuously. Kate sighed and blew me a kiss, grabbed her bag from the back seat and stepped out of the car, closing the door. She then walked around the car and stood beside me as I prepare to open the carport door. "Behave yourself when we go inside." I said to Kate. "My neighbor is watching Max." "Thanks for the warning." Kate said, as she flashed me her adorable grin. "I was planning on... not behaving myself." "Seriously, Kate." I said as I placed my hands on her shoulders and looked into her green eyes. "You are an innocent teenage babysitter. Just try to... stay in character until I tell you otherwise." "Yes Mrs. Swenson." She answered brightly. "Perfect!" I said, suppressing a giggle as I opened the carport door and stepped inside. We enter into the utility room and headed for the den were Marge and her daughter, Anne, were sitting on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune. Marge looked up and smiled as we entered. "That was quick!" She said cheerfully. "Oh, you must be the new babysitter." She said, addressing Kate. "Marge, this is Katie. Katie this is Marge Simmons and her daughter Anne, my neighbors." I said, performing the introductions. Kate stood with her knees together and her hands folded over her skirt, smiling shyly and radiating innocence. "Hello Mrs. Simmons, nice to meet you." Kate said, as she shook Marge's hand. "Thanks again for keeping an eye on Max." I said. "I hope he wasn't any trouble." "Oh, no trouble at all. He didn't even wake up." Marge said, as she stood up and took Anne by the hand. I saw Marge to the front door and thanked her again for watching Max. I closed the door and turned to Kate. "You were very good, Kate." I said, smiling. "Why thank you, Mrs. Swenson." Kate said, giving me a mischievous smile. "Before you show me around the house, may I use the restroom please?" "Oh, I get it smarty-pants." I said, laughing. "You can come out of charac..." I stopped speaking mid-sentence as a wicked and fun idea came to me. Judging from the gleam in Kate's eyes she was thinking the same thing. I had read about role-playing in one of Tom's porno magazines, and it always struck me as silly. But right now it seems like an intriguing idea, and I decided to roll with it. If nothing else, it was more creative than my plan, which involved dragging her into my bedroom, tearing her clothes off and making love to her for 4 hours, give or take. I suppressed a grin, then got back into my role as the prim housewife. "Why certainly Katie, right this way." I said, as I led her down the hall and opened the guest bathroom door. She thanked me politely as I held the door open for her and told me that she would be a few minutes. She closed the door and I wandered back into the den thinking of how I was going to play this. I had told her to be the innocent babysitter, which meant that I was going to have to be the seductive lesbian with a taste for teenage babysitters masquerading as a prim and proper housewife. I found the idea exciting, as it was so out of character for me. I bit my lip as I thought how I was going to go about this. If I were a lesbian seductress, how would I go about corrupting an innocent teenage babysitter? Some wine would probably be a good help - getting the babysitter drunk seemed like an obvious play. Then I recalled the video I bought yesterday. How could I work that into the seduction? After some frantic brainstorming, I came up with the outlines of a plan. I placed the lesbian porno in the VHS player, and opened up a bottle of chilled white wine and got into character. This was going to be fun! ---*--- Katie, a sweet young girl who had answered my ad in the local paper calling for a babysitter, came out of the restroom and walked into the den, looking absolutely edible. She was the third girl that I interviewed at a local Dairy Queen, and as soon as I saw her I knew I had to have her. She was short, about 5 foot 4, slender but with curves in all the right places. She had long red curly hair that fell to just above her breasts, which were about 34 C's, firm and shapely. She had an adorable face, with pale skin, freckles and beautiful emerald eyes. I offered her the job immediately, and she had accepted. She was over for her first babysitting session, and I was showing her around the house. She expected to be babysitting in an hour while my husband and I went out to dinner with friends, but what she didn't know was that tonight was really my husband's poker night with his work buddies. I wouldn't be going anywhere. I was pouring 2 glasses of white wine when she came into the room, dressed in a tight fitting pink T-shirt, jeans and red sneakers. I noticed with delight that she was not wearing a bra, and the dark outline of her areolas could just be made out through the fabric. "Ah, There you are Katie." I said with a smile. "And don't you look pretty in that pink top." "Thank you." She replied with a shy shrug. "You look very nice too Mrs. Swenson. I like that blouse, it looks very good on you." "Why thank you Katie, you're very sweet." I said, as I filled two glasses with white wine at the bar. Katie smiled as she looked around, familiarizing herself with the house. "Here Katie." I said as I handed her a glass. "I know you're too young, but what happens in this house stays in this house, if you know what I mean." I said with a wink. Katie smiled and thanked me, and took a sip of her wine. "Well let's get started on the tour, shall we?" I said, as I took Katie's free hand in mine and led her through the house showing her where everything was that she might need tonight. Her hand was warm and soft, and she made no objection to my intimate gesture. When we got to the nursery and motioned for her to be quiet as we crept in. Max was sleeping peacefully, and I pointed out to Katie all of the baby supplies in the closet. After I had familiarized her with the nursery, I put a hand on her back and ushered her out into the hall, taking the opportunity to sneak a little caress on to the small of her back. I then led her into the kitchen, pointing out the list of emergency numbers by the phone, and showing her where the bottles of breast milk were kept in the refrigerator. Katie was impressed. "You mean that's all... from you?" She said, eyes wide as she looked at the stack of bottles. "Yes, that's all fresh and home made." I smiled. "My boobs aren't usually this big." I said as I cupped them. "But they're all full of milk, so I've gone up two cup sizes." I said with a sly smile as I gave them a little jiggle. My little display had the desired effect, as Katie's eyes grew big as saucers "How do you get it... out?" She asked, curiously. I smiled as I stepped closer to her. "Well, I have a machine called a breast pump." I said, as I reached into the dishwasher and pulled out a clear plastic disc with a nipple attachment. "This is a part of it." I said softly, as I casually pulled the left side of my blouse down exposing a stiff pink nipple the size of the end of my thumb. Katie stared at my nipple with wide eyes and swallowed. "It is a sort of suction cup that fits like this." I explained, as I placed the plastic disc over my nipple. " I attach it to an electric pump with some tubing, and then it sucks the milk out of my boob and puts it in a bottle so I don't always have to breast-feed Max." I looked into Katie's wide eyes and smiled as I tucked my nipple back into my blouse. My plan seemed to be working so far. She seemed mesmerized. "How about more wine?" I asked, as I led her by the arm around to the bar. I refilled our glasses and smiled as I noticed Katie's nipples had become stiff, and were poking up alluringly through the pink fabric of her T-shirt. As I poured the wine I posed myself in such a way that she got an eyeful of my cleavage. I smiled with satisfaction as I saw her gaze settle on my tits out of the corner of my eye. After taking a sip of wine I set my glass at the bar and excused myself, making sure to lightly brush my breasts against Katie's arm as I slipped by her and walked to the bedroom. I waited for a minute then went back to the den. "I just called Tom and unfortunately he's going to be about an hour and a half late." I announced. "I'm going to have a bath and change into something more comfortable." "Why don't you have a seat." I said, as I placed a hand on Katie's shoulder and guided her to the couch. "Relax, and watch a video for a while. I'll be back in about twenty minutes. Just watch a video, and help yourself to the wine." I said, as I twirled a lock of my blonde hair and smiled. "Uhh, okay." Katie said uncertainly, as she got comfortable on the couch. I headed to the bedroom with a smile on my face. She seemed a curious type, and I was sure that when she discovered the lesbian porno I had left in the video player and watched it for a few minutes, she would be good and ready for me. I went into the master bathroom and opened the taps to fill the bath, putting in a dollop of my favorite Jasmine bath oil. As the tub filled I stripped and admired myself in the mirror. Young Katie seemed to have a thing for tits, and I was particularly well endowed in that area. I ran my hands lightly over my girls, gently tweaking my nipples as I thought of what the evening had in store. Katie may have walked into my house has a sweet and innocent teenage girl, but I was determined that she would leave it as my cunt licking lesbian plaything. I put my hair up and lowered myself into the tub for a quick soak. I had intended to give Katie a good twenty minutes to get into the video, but I was impatient and after about ten minutes in the hot tub I stepped out and dried myself off, slipping on a soft blue robe. I had to have a peek to see if Katie had taken the bait. I quietly opened the bedroom door and crept down the hall. As I walked closer to the den, heard the sound of gentle moaning and whimpers of pleasure. I could see she found the video, as a lesbian orgy scene was unfolding on the television. The clever girl had turned the volume down on the television, but this only made the sounds of her own lust that much more obvious. As I crept up behind her I saw that her attention was fixed firmly on the screen where 3 women were having sex with each other in a variety of positions. Katie had unbuttoned her jeans and had her left hand down her panties, frantically masturbating. She was nearing a climax when I placed my hands gently on her shoulders. She instinctively froze and went rigid, as I began to gently massage her shoulders. "Oh Katie. I see you found my special video. I was wondering where I had put that." I said, as my hands kneaded her shoulders. "It's one of my favorites, great for releasing... tension, don't you think?" "I - I didn't go through your stuff!" Katie stammered, as she grabbed a pillow and hugged it over her lap. "It was already in the machine, honest!" She began to tremble, and her breath came in ragged sobs. "M-Maybe I should just go." She said, her voice laden with shame. "Shhh, it's okay." I said soothingly, as I snuggled up next to her on the couch, placing a comforting arm around her shoulders. "I'm not mad at you." I said softly, as I twirled one of my blonde locks with my finger. "In fact, I think it's quite sweet that we have something in common." "What do you mean?" She said nervously. "What do we have in common?" "Well, we both like to look at girls." I said, as I brushed a strand of her red hair from her face "It makes you hot to see women naked, isn't that right? To see their supple breasts, their smooth skin, their soft lips. It turns you on, doesn't it? I know it does me!" "No, I'm not... I was just... it was different... I've just never seen anything like that before!" She protested weakly. "I'm not like that. I love my boyfriend." "And I love my husband, sweetie." I said as I gently slid towards her. "But we both know..." I said softly, as I gently brushed her lips with mine. "That we have needs that men can't fill..." I whispered, as I traced the outline of her lower lip with the tip of my hot tongue. "However much we love them." I breathed hotly, as I kissed her lower lip tenderly. Katie froze and trembled in my arms, like a bunny caught in the gaze of a predator. Her face was flushed, and her breathing was ragged. I took her by the shoulders and very gently laid her back on the cushions of the couch. Her breathing quickened as she looked at me with a mixture of fear and desire. I leaned towards her and gave her a delicate kiss that lingered on her lips deliciously. How I had looked forward to this moment, free at last to taste and lick her young and soft lips. Her paralysis finally broke, and I felt her lips respond to mine, timidly at first, but with growing passion and confidence. I gently slid my tongue into her mouth and broke the last vestige of resistance as her desire defeated her propriety. Her whole body came alive with lust as she clutched at me and kissed me back with surprising passion. I was sure that this sweet young thing had never been kissed like this before, and soon she was delirious with pleasure as I kissed her throat, nibbled her ears and cupped her firm breasts through her T-shirt, rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger, making her sigh and moan with desire. Her growing passion was matched by my own, as my lust grew white hot. My hands kneaded her breasts and I kissed her lips fiercely. I was intoxicated with the power I had over this young girl, and I thrilled as I watch her transformation from innocent schoolgirl to lesbian plaything - my little lesbian slut, to do with as I pleased. Now that her passion was burning, it was time for the next step. Although she was kissing me with great passion, her hands were content to simply embrace me. It was time for me to give her the first lesson in pleasing her mistress. I broke the kiss and sat up, straddling her thighs. Watching her face intently I began to undo my robe, revealing one of my breasts. "Mrs. Swenson, what are you doing?" Katie gasped. "No, I can't... We shouldn't..." "How sweet," I thought to myself. "She still has little fight in her." Katie's protests died in her mouth and her breathing became even more labored as I shrugged off the robe. My 36 DDD's swayed gently, my nipples erect and beckoning. Her eyes, big as saucers, fixed on my breasts as I sensuously ran my hands down them, cupping them as I leaned forward to offer them to her. "Touch them, Katie. Squeeze them. I know you want to." I said in a husky voice. "I can see it in your eyes." Katie's hands seemed to move against her will and gently explored my tits, her fingers delicately tracing the shape of my areolas and softly pinching my nipples. She grew bolder as I whispered encouragement to her and she began to caress and fondled my breasts with greater urgency. I felt her hips start to move beneath me as she began gyrating with desire. I took my right breast, lean forward and traced the outline of Katie's lips with my stiff and puffy nipple. "Suck my tits, Katie." I whispered. "Suck them like a good girl. You know you want to." The young redhead was completely under my spell and obeyed me without hesitation. Her lips parted and her hot pink tongue guided my waiting nipple into her eager mouth. She licked and teased my nipple with her tongue before sucking as much of my breast into her mouth as she could fit and bathing it with her tongue. "Oh yes, Katie! Mmmm, that's it baby." I sighed, as I leaned over her. "You like tits, don't you baby? Oh yeah, right there." Suddenly overcome with desire, Katie sucked, licked, nibbled and nuzzled my breasts as if her life depended on it, moving from one to the other. She hungrily kissed and sucked my tits as I leaned over her face until my entire chest was slick from her tongue's efforts. All the while I was whispering words of encouragement, in between moans and whimpers of delight. Now that I had Katie suckling at my breasts like a baby, it was time for the next step in her transformation. As I held myself above Katie with my left arm, I slid my right hand down onto her soft belly and caressed my way down into her panties causing her to shudder and moan with desire as she rolled her hips up, forcing her pussy into my hand. "Oh Katie, you are so wet and ready." I sighed. "You want me to eat your pussy girl, don't you? You want me to suck that young, sweet pussy." "Yes! Yes please!" Katie whimpered, as she squirmed with desire beneath me. "Yes what, young lady?" I teased, as I sat up and drew my breasts away from her hungry lips. "Let me hear you say it." "Please suck my pussy Mrs. Swenson!" Katie whimpered, begging for release. "Suck my pussy till I come!" Contented with the sincerity of her pleading, I smirked as I dismounted her and quickly pulled off her jeans and soaking panties. I knelt beside the couch and turned Katie slightly sideways, opened her silky pale thighs and began to nibble and kiss the soft flesh, working my way up to her dripping pussy. Katie laid back into the cushions clutching at her hair with a wild look on her face as her breaths came in ragged gasps. "Please suck my pussy Mrs. Swenson!" Katie begged softly. I do love it when they beg! I was getting so turned on I knew when my turn came it was going to be awesome. I was going to come hard all over her pretty freckled face, but first I was going to show her what lesbian sex was all about. I was going to give this little teenager an orgasm that would change her life. And once she had it, she would do absolutely anything for another. At last, I stopped my teasing and began licking her swollen labia with soft rhythmic strokes. Katie's hands clutched at her hair, as if she were going mad from pleasure. She moaned and whimpered breathless words of encouragement as her body shook and bucked with the waves of ecstasy that were emanating from my skilled and practiced tongue. Katie watched, mesmerized, as my tongue explored and teased the pink folds of her pussy. I lapped hungrily at the entrance to her vagina, moaning with pleasure as I drank her juices. Her breathing came in ragged gasps as I stabbed my tongue deep inside her, curling it up to reach that special spot that sent her senses ablaze. Katie fondled her breasts through her T-shirt and pulled her nipples as the first wave of a prolonged toe-curling orgasm hit her. "Oh God! Oh God...Yes! Yes! Yesssss!" Katie cried, as the first peak wracked her body. I quickly shifted my attention to her throbbing clit as I pushed a finger deep into her cunt again and again. I took her swollen nub into my lips and rapidly sucked it in and out of my mouth as my tongue flicked it gently until she was panting so rapidly I feared she would faint. I drove her off the orgasmic plateau with one final thunderous climax as I slipped another finger into her and stroked her labia with my thumb, while with my other hand I pushed with my fingers on either side of her clit and sucking it like it was a little cock. Katie's eyes rolled up into the back of her head as she went rigid and let out a long low moan. I slowed the tempo of my tongue's caresses, now gently licking with long slow strokes up and down her slit, drinking her juices and bringing her down gently. "Oh Mrs. Swenson!" Katie panted, as tears slid from her eyes. "I've never felt... anything like that before... so good, so good!" "Oh baby, we're just getting started." I said, looking up and smiling at her from between her thighs, my face and chin glistening. After Katie's breathing had become more regular I kissed my way up to her tummy, lifting her T-shirt. She raised her arms and I lifted it off exposing her delectable, pert young breasts. "Oh my, don't you just have the most adorable tits, Katie!" I said softly, as I fondled her pale, firm breasts. "I'll bet you want me to suck on them, don't you Katie? Would you like that baby?" I whispered. "Oh yes Mrs. Swenson, please suck on my tits!" She whimpered softly. "On one condition." I said with a confident smirk, knowing full well that the pretty young redhead was completely under my spell. "Anything!" She said, as I caressed her shoulders. "I think it's time you tasted your first pussy, young lady." I said with a hungry smile. For a brief moment there was hesitation in her eyes, but as I massaged her breasts and pinched her nipples she sighed and submitted. Katie closed her eyes and nodded. "Yes, I want to taste your pussy Mrs. Swenson." She whispered. "I want to make you come the way I did." I smiled with satisfaction, as the last step in my seduction of this beautiful young schoolgirl was about to be consummated. I climbed back on the couch straddling her thighs once more. Katie's eyes were drawn to my pussy, which was as wet and engorged as it had ever been. I rocked my hips forward to give her a better view and took her right hand in mine. I guided her hand to my pussy and cupped it under me as I sighed with delight and close my eyes. "Feel what you've done to me, Katie." I sighed, as I forced her fingers into my dripping folds. "Feel hot you've made me baby!" Kate's pretty face was locked in an expression of shock and desire as I took her right hand to my lips and licked my juices from her fingers. "Mmmm, you are in for a treat if I do say so myself." I said softly, as I gave her hand one final lick before releasing it. "See for yourself, baby." With that I pulled Katie down toward the middle of the couch as I crawled over her and gripped the armrest. I slowly lowered my pussy to her waiting face, eager for her final act of submission. "Suck me Katie." I said, in a husky voice. "Suck me and make me come. Make me come all over your pretty face baby!" I sighed, as I rocked my hips and lowered myself down onto face. I sighed with delight as I felt her tongue caress my wet and swollen folds. I whimpered her name as her lips explored my pussy and she sucked my juices from my cunt with eager slurping noises. I began to Quiver and moaned with delight as young Katie went to work with a passion, wrapping her arms around my ass and pulling her face deep into my womanhood. I instinctively started to grind my pussy into Katie's upturned face, sliding it up and down while panting words of encouragement to her. I was getting off from the physical sensation, but what really turned me on was the fact that I had turned an innocent schoolgirl into a cunt-licking lesbian slut, a plaything for my amusement. I arched my back and squeezed my nipples as I reveled in my latest conquest. I rocked my hips backwards, forcing the stiff nub of my clit into Katie's willing mouth where she serviced it enthusiastically. I humped her face rhythmically as a powerful orgasm rolled towards me like a tidal wave. I began to chant "yes!" over and over like a mantra as the climax slammed into me. "Oh God! Oh God! Ohhhh!" I whimpered loudly. "Don't stop Kate! I'm coming! I'm fucking coming!" I gasped as my body went rigid and a flood of sweet, slippery juices shot out from my cunt, splashing over Katie's chin and neck. I clung to the armrest, panting and shaking as the aftershocks of my climax worked their way through me. I felt Katie slide down between my legs as the next gush of my girl-cum hit her directly in her mouth. A wave of weakness hit me, and I rolled off of her into the cushions at the back of the couch. I reached out and clumsily gathered her into my arms. "Did I do it right, Mrs. Swenson?" Katie asked quietly, her pretty freckled face soaked with my juices. "Did I suck your pussy good?" "That was... very, very good Katie." I said, gasping. "Yeah... very good. Fuck..." Katie beamed at me, happy that she had pleased me. She leaned forward and kissed me, letting me taste my girl-cum in her mouth. I kissed back hungrily, and seemed to come out of my post-coital daze as I climbed back on top of her, taking charge of our encounter once more. I leaned forward and began making love to Katie's breasts. Her tits were very sensitive, and I rapidly drove her to the edge of orgasm by my ministrations upon them. As she moaned and squirmed on the brink of a powerful climax, I repositioned her so that my knees were under her lower back, her knees were over my shoulders and her body was tilted back so that only her head and shoulders were on the couch. She crossed her legs behind my neck as I once again sucked on her pussy while my hands continued to fondle her breasts as my fingers pulled and pinched her nipples. I brought her to a powerful climax in this position, but as I moved to reposition us, my knee slipped off of the sweat soaked leather cushions and we tumbled off the couch with a shriek, landing on the floor by the coffee table with a loud thud. ---*--- We landed in a heap of arms and legs, my head uncomfortably close to the coffee table. "Are you all right Jenny!" Kate said, breaking character. I lay on the floor, laughing hysterically, my face red. I could only nod. "Smooth one, Mrs. Swenson." Kate teased, seeing that I was unharmed. "Oh shut up!" I laughed. "And give me a hand." Kate untangled herself from me and helped me up, then we both wearily climbed back on the couch and cuddled as we caught our breath. "Well, that was fun!" I said. "I read about role-playing in one of Tom's magazines, and I thought it sounded silly. But that was... hot!" "That was totally hot!" Kate said, grinning. "You were great! I wasn't sure how well you could play a seductress, but that was Oscar material." "No, you are the one who deserves an Oscar." I smirked. "You actually acted convincingly innocent." "Oh very funny." Kate laughed, as she tickled my ribs. I tickled her back, and we both squirmed and giggled. "I can't wait to find out what happens next." Kate said. "Yeah, I guess I left it as a real cliffhanger, didn't I?" I said, as we both broke into a fit of giggling. After our laughter had subsided, we lay together in a tender embrace, gazing into each other's eyes. A strand of red hair fell across Kate's cheek, and as I reached to brush it aside my left hand collided with her right, which was reaching for a similar strand of gold which had fallen across my face. We laughed as our fingers intertwined and we both smiled warmly at each other, falling once more into each other's eyes. I saw a wistful look pass over Kate's face as she sighed and kissed my hand. "What?" I said softly. "I'm glad your car is a piece of shit." She said softly. "Me too." I whispered in reply. We both leaned in together for a long and tender kiss. ---*---- After nearly two hours of gentle lovemaking, three baby breaks and a short catnap it was coming up on 2:00 in the afternoon and we were both feeling ready for lunch. I put a frozen pizza in the oven, letting it cook while we showered and put on our bathing suits. After lunch we decided to brave the heat and go for a swim, since it was only 102ø. I had Kate helped me move Max's crib into the dining room so I keep an eye on him through the sliding glass door. We then stepped into the heat of the backyard and sat in a pair of lawn chairs under the covered patio. I enjoyed the warmth of the air against my skin and relaxed as Kate produced a bottle of sun-block from her bag. Kate smiled and invited me to rub on the lotion, which I of course did in the most erotic manner possible. I had brought a bottle of tanning lotion, which Kate happily applied to me, taking special care that my breasts were well covered. Despite the heat, both of us had hard nipples poking up through the fabric of our tops. I tweaked one of Kate's nipples playfully before running to the pool. She followed close behind, the two of us giggling like schoolgirls as we jumped into the cool water. After splashing around and swimming for a few minutes we sat together on the steps at the shallow end. Kate looked very different with her hair wet and hanging down straight - beautiful in a very different way. When her long curly hair was dry it was so full it hung about her face like a red cloud, partially hiding her features. Hanging wet and straight, her hair looked elegant and the fine bone structure of her face was more apparent. "Have you ever thought of straightening your hair?" I asked her. "I think you would look very elegant with your hair straight." I said as I arranged her wet locks over her shoulder. "Hmm, trying to change me already?" She teased. "Oh, I don't mean permanently." I said. "I was thinking for a special occasion, like if you and Mark were going out to a very fancy restaurant. I love your curly hair, but it does hide a lot of the beautiful bone structure of your face." I said, as I gently touched her cheek and ran my fingers down along her jaw line to her chin. "You really think I look... elegant with my hair straight?" She asked, flattered. "Yes I do." I said, lifting her chin slightly and giving her a soft kiss. "If you ever get tired of looking cute and adorable, you could always try it as a new look." We smiled and looked into each other's eyes. "Do you have any nosy neighbors?" Kate asked, as her eyes scanned the cinderblock walls around the backyard. "Not at this time of day. It's too hot." I replied. "Why do you ask?" I added with a smile. "Hmmm...No reason." She said, as she stood up and threw her arms around my shoulders, settled into my lap and gave me a soft, lingering kiss. We made out languidly in the pool for several minutes, kissing and caressing, before returning to sit on the steps in the shallow end to catch our breath. After a while I climbed on top of an air mattress and turned over onto my back to sunbathe. Kate swam over to a sort of love seat carved out of the side of the pool over by the deep end, half of which was in the shade of a palm tree and pulled me over, keeping me floating in the sunny side while keeping her fair skin in the shade. Kate asked me about California, and I told her of when I was a young "beach bunny" in San Diego, and all the trouble I used to get into. I told her of my time in high school, how I dated surfers and played volleyball. And I told her of my brief time at UC San Diego where I met Tom in my first year and how we had a whirlwind romance and married soon after we met. I recalled our condo near the beach, and how much I missed it. A major aerospace company hired Tom soon after graduation, and he was promoted just over a year after being hired and transferred to Phoenix. We stayed in the pool for about an hour, taking breaks to go inside, fix drinks and check on Max. 3:30 was rapidly approaching so we at last got out of the pool went inside and had a very erotic shower together. We washed each other's hair, soaped and lathered each other sensuously and made out until we were so worked up we needed a quick session on the bed after we had toweled each other off. We had a quick but passionate 69, as we both agreed we needed to taste each other's pussy one last time today. After we had cooled our passions we wash our faces and prepared for Kate's introduction to Tom. Kate changed back into her pink T-shirt, jeans and red sneakers - this time with a bra. I thought it best to reacquaint Max with Kate, so we took him out of his crib and brought him to the den to play with him for a while. He seemed to remember Kate, especially her red hair, which he was fascinated with. We played games with him, encouraging him to scramble back and forth between us on his hands and knees to wear him out. Before long the sound of Tom's car in the carport could be heard and Kate and I exchanged nervous smiles. We were about to see if Kate's plan of hiding in plain sight was going to work. I took a deep breath to calm myself as I handed Max to Kate and walked over to the bar. Tom came in from the carport with his briefcase and flashed me a smile. "Hi honey." I said as I gave him a hug. "I'll bet you're ready for the weekend." "Am I ever!" He said, as he gave me a quick kiss and set his briefcase down on the bar. His eyes turned to Kate, who smiled sweetly at him. "Tom, this is Kate. Kate, Tom." I said, performing the introductions. Tom grinned warmly as he gently shook her hand. "Kate, Jenny has told me all about you." Tom said. "Thanks again for helping her out of her jam, that was very good of you." "Oh no problem. It was my pleasure, really." She said, as she and I exchanged a meaningful smile. "Well, we should get dressed honey." Tom said to me. "The Schultzes are expecting us in just over an hour." "Kate, if you need anything just shout." I said as I headed for the bedroom. "Feel free to turn on the stereo or the television if you like Kate." Tom said as he followed me. ---*--- I entered the master bedroom and began to lay my cloths out for tonight. "You didn't tell me Kate was such a cutie." Tom said with a grin. "You don't suppose she's planning on having a boyfriend over tonight, do you?" "I already had that talk with her, and I trust her to be good." I said, as I stripped out of my T-shirt and shorts. "Besides, her boyfriend has his own place." "Ah, an older man with his own apartment?" Tom queried, as he took off his tie and work shirt. "Not too much older, he's a senior at her high school." I said, as I put on a black lace bra. "And he bought a house with some help from his father. He and 3 good friends live in it together. They're in a band - Kate plays bass guitar." "Uh oh! Rock and rollers!" Tom said, grinning. "We're not going to come back and find a house full of punk rockers, are we?" "Tom!" I said in an exasperated tone. "Kate is a very sweet and responsible girl." Tom laughed as he put on a powder blue leisure suit. "I'm just kidding, she seems really sweet." Tom went into the bathroom for a quick shave while I slipped into my black cocktail dress. When Tom had finished shaving I went to the counter and began putting on my makeup. ---*--- I finished my preparations with a final touch of lipstick, then picked up my black handbag and headed towards the den where Tom was talking with Kate. "You'll have to let us know what day you're playing so that Jenny and I can come and watch." He said to Kate. "I'd love to come see you play at the fair." "Ah, there you are, darling." Tom said to me. "And don't you look beautiful!" I stopped and smiled as I entered the den and did a little spin, as much for Kate's benefit as for Tom's. I was wearing a tight fitting black cocktail dress, with 3 inch black pumps. I was also wearing full makeup, which Kate had never seen me in before. I could see the desire and admiration in her eyes, and it warmed me and made me feel glamorous. While Tom collected the keys from the bar, I walked over to Kate and gave her a hug, teasing her with a little squeeze on her ass that Tom couldn't see. Kate bit her lip and gave me a pained expression followed by a sweet smile. I told Kate that it was best to let Max wear himself out crawling so that he would sleep soundly through the rest of the night. I showed her a list of emergency numbers by the phone again, then Tom and I said our goodbyes and headed out the door. ---*--- Tom and I drove east across the freeway, following the directions that Tom had gotten from Eric Schultz. The house we were looking for was in a nice neighborhood in the hilly terrain just west of Mountain View Park. Twenty minutes later we pulled up their steep driveway and parked, admiring the view over the city. Eric and Rachel greeted us warmly at the door and we exchanged greetings. Eric was small and wiry, perhaps 5'5" tall with dark curly hair, tan skin and a thin mustache. He was wearing a mustard colored leisure suit. Rachel was petite, standing at about 5'2", with an enormous head of jet-black hair done up in a beehive. She was slender with narrow hips and small breasts. She had a very pretty face with large dark eyes and full lips. I think Tom told me she was 25. She was wearing an attractive maroon cocktail dress with matching pumps. She was very lively, and spoke in a slightly grating New York accent. Their house was dimly lit, the walls covered with wood paneling. A black velvet painting of a Matador and a bull hung over a small fireplace, and their den was filled with sturdy looking leather sofas and chairs. Up a short flight of 4 stairs was the next level of the house, open to den and front hall, with a hallway to the right, kitchen straight ahead and dining room to the left. We were ushered up past the dining room, through a set of sliding glass doors and out onto a wooden patio that gave a magnificent view of the sun setting over northwest Phoenix. Rachel offered us glasses of wine and a cheese tray as we enjoy the view. We all engage in small talk while we waited for the meal to cook, with Rachel making frequent trips into the kitchen to check on the progress. The drinks flowed freely - the Schultz's were serious drinkers. I discreetly reminded Tom to pace himself, or we would be going back home in a cab. Dinner was served as the sun set over the White Tank Mountains in an incredible display of colors. As much as I disliked living in the desert, I had to admit that the sunsets in Arizona were unmatched. I helped Rachel bring the food out and set the table, and before long we were all sitting and enjoying the feast. Rachel had cooked a delicious chicken pasta dish with a white garlic sauce, a green bean casserole, assorted fresh vegetables, bread and olive oil. The conversation flowed well: Eric and Rachel were accomplished hosts and kept the evening entertaining with witty anecdotes and stories. I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but I felt like Rachel was being a bit too friendly towards me. She leaned in very close when talking, and often put her hand on my arm or thigh when making a point in a story or a joke. I also thought I saw her staring at my breasts out of the corner of my when I was talking to Tom or Eric. I dismissed these feelings, as I still had Kate on my mind and our wild afternoon romp, and I'm sure that was distracting me. After we had all finished dessert there was a flurry of activity as Rachel started to clear the table while the men went out onto the patio to smoke cigars and talk shop in the warm evening air. I offered to help Rachel, and she gladly accepted an extra pair of hands to help with clearing the table and rinsing the dishes. After the dishes were put away in the dishwasher she poured me a glass of wine, another for herself and lit a cigarette as she regarded me with a smile. "So Eric tells me you're a California girl?" Rachel said, as she looked me up and down admiringly. "You certainly look the part. I'll bet you look foxy as hell in a bikini." "I turned a few heads back in the day." I said with a grin, as I sipped my wine. "Back in the day?" She said as she took a drag from her cigarette. "Honey, you're killing me here! You're gorgeous. Seriously, if Eric hadn't told me you had recently had a baby, I would've never guessed." "And what about you Rachel, I'm guessing New York?" I said, changing the subject. "Brooklyn, from a loud Jewish family." She said, with a loud staccato laugh. "I met Eric when I was a stewardess working for TWA, if you can believe that - a Brooklyn girl as a stewardess." She plucked a slotted spoon from its holder over the oven, pretending it was a PA system microphone and spoke in a clipped professional voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned on the no smoking sign..." She said, as she switched to a loud, abrasive Brooklyn accent. "So put 'em out already, what are you, stoopid?" We both laughed uproariously at her performance, and I suddenly realized I needed to pee. I excused myself and went down the hall to the restroom, but the door was locked. Just then Eric came from the master bedroom and saw my predicament. "Jenny, you can use our bathroom - right this way." He said, as he gestured towards the back of the house. "Pardon the mess, Rachel was so busy getting dinner ready she didn't have time to tidy up the bedroom." I thanked him as I entered their bedroom, which like all the other rooms in the house was done in wood paneling. It was quite a large room, dominated by a huge circular bed the likes of which I had never seen before. On the wall behind the bed was an enormous black velvet painting of prowling tigers, and the ceiling above the bed was mirrored. The wall to the left of me was almost all glass, with a sliding door opening onto a small balcony with a magnificent view of the city lights spread out below. I made my way to the bathroom and relieve myself, only to find to my annoyance and empty cardboard tube where the toilet paper should be. Breathing a soft curse I opened the nearest cabinet and looked inside. I was shocked. It looked like one of the display cabinets at the Wonderland Adult store. Vibrators, dildos and other sex toys were piled under the sink. There was even a strap on dildo that must've been at least 10 inches long, and my mind boggled to think of why they needed such a device. The next cabinet held more mundane objects, including to my relief, toilet paper. As I returned to the kitchen I realized I had arrived just in time, as Eric was trying to convince Tom to have a glass of aged single malt. "I hate to be the killjoy here, but we have a long drive home." I said. "Yeah." Tom said regretfully. "Jenny's right, I really shouldn't. Perhaps some other time." "Are you sure you don't want to stay the night?" Rachel asked, swaying slightly. "We have a spare bedroom, and you're more than welcome to stay and do some serious drinking!" "We'd love to Rachel, really." Tom said. "But we have a babysitter watching Max." "Oh, that's too bad." Eric said, as he put his arm around Rachel's waist, steadying her. "One of these days you should leave the little tyke with relatives and come over here for a proper adult party! It would do you both good." Perhaps it was just the wine, but I thought I detected something lascivious in the eyes of both Eric and Rachel as they looked at us, and a chill ran up my spine. "That sounds great." Tom said. "One of these days, we will have to take you up on that offer. But I'm afraid we have to hit the road now." We exchanged hugs and handshakes as we said goodbye and stepped out into the driveway as they wished us well. I thought that Rachel had displayed a little too much affection with her parting hug, having held me so close in our parting embrace that our breasts molded together for a moment, but I didn't mention anything to Tom. I climbed into our car and gave a final wave to Eric and Rachel, who were standing on their front porch. ---*--- We returned home about ten minutes after ten, both of us still slightly buzzed from the wine. Kate was curled up on the couch watching the news when we came in. Happily she had nothing to report; Max had been sweet, and the evening uneventful. Tom tipped Kate generously, giving her a $20 bill before he hurried to the bathroom. I smiled at Kate and softly scratched her back with my fingernails as she purred. As soon as I heard the bathroom door closed down the hall I leaned down to Kate and kissed her softly on the lips. I grabbed Kate's hand and led her to the carport door, turning at the last minute and shouting down the hall, "Honey, I'm driving Kate home!" "That's okay dear, I'll do..." Tom said before I closed the door. Giggling like naughty schoolgirls, Kate and I jumped in the car and drove away into the night. "So how was dinner?" Kate asked, as she took my hand. "Oh, dinner was fine. Rachel is a good cook, and she fixed an excellent chicken pasta dish." I said. "But..." I trailed off uncomfortably. "But what?" She asked. "Oh, I don't know. I just got a really weird vibe off of both of them." I said, frowning. "I got the feeling that they were both... well, checking me out. In a creepy way." "Well you do look absolutely gorgeous tonight, you know." Kate said with a smile. "You have the kind of body that just turns heads, men and women." "I don't know about that." I said, blushing. "But Rachel was being very touchy-feely with me. And they kept trying to get us to drink more, and invited us to stay overnight in their guest bedroom." "Maybe they're swingers." Kate said, grinning. "Looking for a foursome." "Oh, ew!" I exclaimed. "I mean, you might be right. That would explain a lot of things." I realized that Kate was probably right: the bed, the mirrors, the sex toys - it all added up. My sex life was complicated enough right now, and I really couldn't see the swingers lifestyle in my future. Kate guided me to a park not far from her house. I pulled in the darkest corner of the empty parking lot and turned off the ignition. We both quickly moved to the back seat and fell into each other's arms, sighing. "I wish we had more time." I said. "But I have to get back soon." "Yeah, I know." She said sadly. Kate looked into my eyes, her face illuminated by a distant streetlight. She smiled and caressed my cheek. "You really do look wonderful tonight." She said softly, and leaned forward until our lips met. I closed my eyes as we kissed tenderly. Our passions spent, this was not foreplay but kissing for the sake of kissing. We brushed our lips together lightly, tasting and teasing each other with the tips of our tongues. We made out for about 10 minutes, and then I checked my watch and made a sad face. We held each other tightly and sighed. "My new schedule starts soon, and I don't work on Mondays anymore." I said. "Tom works from about 8:00 to 4:30 on Mondays. Do you think you might be able to see me then?" "Yeah, we rehearse on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and sometimes on the weekends but Mondays are free." She said. "I'd love to see you every week." "I'd like that too Kate." I sighed, as I squeezed her. "I'd like that a lot. And I'll let you know just as soon as I find out when Tom will be away on his next business trip." "Mmmm, I can't wait." She whispered in my ear. "I love waking up in your arms." "I think that this is going to be a wonderful summer!" I said, as I kissed her softly. After a brief hug, we returned to the front seat, smoothed our rumpled clothing, and straightened our hair. I turned on the front seat car lights to check on my hair. I smiled at Kate and did a double take before covering my mouth and laughing. I had forgotten that I was wearing full make up tonight, and Kate's face was covered in bright red lip prints. "What? Is it my hair?" Kate asked, as she tried to smooth out her hair. "Oh my God Kate, look at your face!" I giggled. Kate looked in the sun visor mirror, and burst out laughing. "Well Jenny, I'm glad you spotted that before my parents did!" She laughed. "That would've taken some explaining." We had a good laugh as she cleaned her face with her beach towel. After her face was scrubbed clean, I set off for her house. I pulled up to the curb in front of the house she indicated that put the car in park with the engine running, as I didn't want to tempt us. Kate smiled and gave me her trademark "Aloha" gesture with her finger, which I returned. Kate gathered her belongings and stepped out into the warm evening air. She closed the passenger door and turned. We both smiled wistfully and waved as I drove off into the night. I drove home to my husband, who I loved, but my heart ached for Kate, the best babysitter in the world.