Kate & Jim Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Kate & Jim Chapter 2

... luscious lips each and every time. Yes, after Gina, and up until Kate, Jim had his share of women. He was honest with them about commitment; he always showed them a good time and treated them like ladies, the bedroom being the exception. The sex was always good for what it was, but there was no passion, no feelings of tenderness afterward. It was a mutual dalliance, a good time, a non-committal tryst, their careers taking precedence. Jim never brought them home for a roll in the hay. If Jim didn’t pick them up at their place, they met somewhere, a restaurant, a bar, the movies perhaps, to return to their place afterward. They often planned a week or a weekend together, traveling in the same car, flying to their destination together, or simply meeting there. What really amazed and overwhelmed Jim were his feelings of simple tenderness he felt for Katherine, wanting to protect her from the world, just as he felt for Gina. In his mind, Jim failed Gina; he didn’t protect her as he should have. It was a throbbing intense guilt that faded with time until it was a dull ache, never completely going away, and Jim resolved that his penance was to live alone and never commit again. Jim’s heart was beating forcefully like a hammer on an anvil when he heard Kate scream from inside the locked garage. He gave it no thought when he crashed through the door to get to her. And then, oh yes, and then, when he scooped Katherine up in his arms…scooped her up and realized Kate was safe….that ...

... secret place in his heart of hearts, that little door that he stubbornly kept locked burst from its hinges as his love burst forth to envelope her. “I’m sorry Katherine, I warned you not to hit me with the broom. I did tell you what to expect when you moved in. It’s a shame all that lamb stew went to waste,” Jim said, pretending to sigh while grinning from ear-to-ear. “Jim?” “Yes, Katherine?” “I’ve never been spanked before.” “Katherine, you need to talk these things out with me first.” “Obviously,” said, Kate, rubbing her bottom. “Don’t be afraid to speak your mind or ask me anything.” “Do you know what I think, Jim Brady?” He didn’t answer. Kate continued, kneeling on the ottoman while facing to him, “you look ridiculous.” “Anything else, Kate?” “Yes, sweetheart; take a shower and a nap while I clean up the mess. I’ll call you when it’s time to put the steaks on.” “No more tricks?” Jim asked. “At least not for today, my bum can’t take………” When Kate went upstairs, she found Jim naked, sleeping on top of the covers. Kate went into the bathroom to clean and discovered he already cleaned the tub; the dirty towels and lamb stew saturated clothes were in the hamper; she was pleased with his thoughtfulness. Kate was thinking, ‘Jim can fall asleep at the drop of a hat, good, that means he’s not angry with me. I’m sorry I doubted you sweetheart,’ and Kate smiled, ‘that spanking really stung, despite the fact you were holding back my no nonsense troll who quotes “Shakespeare”, I love you ...