1. Au Pair (Part 3)


    Date: 6/16/2016, Categories: Bisexual, Author: Gallo, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    closeness and air of extraversion presented by Gretchen overwhelming to Kate? Would they silently wish they could disappear and find a room? I got busy and lost the thread but somehow, something kept nagging. I cooked a dinner of steaks marinated in Kate’s secret sauce and a good spread of salads. Everybody seemed famished and we enjoyed dinner, Gretchen communicating her compliments afterward. Clearly, she was not used to food into which a lot of passion went. With the excitement of the day taking its toll, Lacey crashed early and while Gretchen cared for her, Kate and I had some time to reflect before she also returned home. Not much was said but knowing Kate, I knew something had to be up. While her kisses were passionate, she still seemed different and I wondered what the reason for that was. Asking her, she offered no explanation other than failing to make her usual eye contact. After she left, I wondered if, from that point on, if we would be truly only friends and if we would carry on our relationship as we had for the past three or so years. There were many confusing aspects to the whole picture and no matter what, I failed to make a deduction that was truly satisfying to my mind. On the other hand, was it really only my mind that needed satisfying? As Kate left, I decided the best place to ponder, was in the pool. ------- Though Gretchen had a glass of wine during supper, she paid a lot of attention to the various whiskies and other spirits I had at the bar. While ...
    inspecting the label of a certain whiskey, I mentioned that she was welcome when she was eventually done with her duties regarding Lacey. “When you’re eventually off duty, feel free to try it out,” I smiled politely, adding that she should try a particular imported brand. I mentioned that during the few cruises I had with the Navy, one of our ports of call was Edinburgh in Scotland. Being allowed a few days of R&R, me and a couple of mates (Pete included) did a small tour of pubs and distilleries in that area. I came back, hooked and very knowledgeable on Scotch, a fact that I prided myself in for long after. “Thanks,” she smiled, making deep, lingering eye contact. The smile she gave me said a lot, excitement perhaps, warming up some maybe. I would not know and was not particularly interested in figuring that one out. The smile, however, was not lost on Kate and she gave me a pondering look that could have meant anything. That was perhaps the reason for her indifference before she left I considered the brief conversation and Kate’s reaction to the smile I got while relaxing in the lukewarm water of the pool. It was still early and I had a shot of Jack to keep me company. There was little light, the moon only being in its third quarter somewhere above me. Perhaps Kate felt threatened by the even younger woman staying in my house. But why did she leave so early and almost abruptly? I would have stuck around and repped my brand. Perhaps something pissed her off and she decided to ...
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