1. Au Pair


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Gallo, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    while still knowing what the other meant. I've always said if I did ever decide to change my lifestyle, Kate would be the one. She had that confidence and the voice of a very sophisticated woman. After using her like a slut in many more ways than one in just one night, I felt guilty. However, we both understood afterward what it was all about and Kate and I became regular companions, both knowing the rules and keeping to it. However, I was the only one of the two of us indulging in my “freedom” while she fucked me exclusively and only when she needed it. “I need something to eat, Babe,” I said lazily as if I did not have a training flight in less than an hour. “Well, try the cafeteria? I heard their pies are to die for,” she suggested. Kate knew how I detested the pies from the little shop on the airfield. Hey, I almost did die from eating one but before I could cross over, she managed to get hold of a very competent paramedic to pull my ass back across the line. “Naw, I feel more like something red meat-ish, like a steak or something,” I hinted. Countering she offered, “Try the butchery? I hear they sell charcoal for Webers as well, makes meat quite tasty.” Fuck, I thought to myself, this woman is good. “Pick you up at seven?” “Yes, please,” she answered. “Dress code?” she continued. “Do not go through too much trouble, it’s just dinner. Maybe a stroll on the beach afterward. I just want some nice uncomplicated company and unwind some.” “Cool, sounds good. See you later ...
    then. Seven, you say?” I confirmed and she hung up. I fully realised, for somebody regarded as one of Tampa’s most desired and most beautiful, I would have been able to take her anywhere and be more than proud. It crossed my mind for the millionth time that Kate was marriage material but I brushed the thought from my mind as Charlie entered my office again. Everything seemed in order and a few minutes later, we lifted off and turned north up the coast. ------ It being summer, I dressed as light as possible, knowing that any decent-looking sort of outfit would be acceptable almost anywhere we might decide to go. Thus, I opted for Bermuda shorts, a button down cotton shirt and loafers. Being one that likes to be on time, I pulled into Kate’s driveway a little before seven, freshly showered, shaved and touched by the cologne Kate gave me for my last birthday. Kate’s place was a cosy but spacious beach house separated from the white surf of the Gulf of Mexico only by a strip of white sand and a smartly built wooden deck. The doors were wide open and I suspected I was either being stood up or, Kate decided on something else. She was one of those women who were never late… well, except once or twice her period, which gave the professional bachelor in me the scare of my life. Entering the front door, candles were lit everywhere. The sweet scent of incense and the sounds of panpipes floated on the slight breeze that blew in from the surf. Kate was in the kitchen, busy rinsing some leaves ...
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