Kate & Jim Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Kate & Jim Chapter 2

... voyage. What’s for lunch now that I’ve had you for dessert?” “Our car, Jim?” “Yes, our car, Kate. We just christened it together, much better than any champagne bottle hitting it and making a mess. The RED VIXEN doesn’t need any more dents in it. I decided to name our car after you, you little red head vixen." “You can be so sweet, do you know that, sweetheart,” Kate replied putting her head on his chest and just hugging him for all she was worth, “I made you Liverwurst and onion on rye with tomato basil soup; did you eat the chicken salad sandwiches I sent with you this morning?” “Yes, they were delicious.” “You say that about everything I make for you.” “I only speak the truth, Katherine; you spoil me.” “You deserve to be spoiled. I telephoned Grandma this morning. She is looking forward to my visit. “ “Did you tell Grandma Mavis about me?” “Not yet…..” Every night after work for a week, including all day Saturday and Sunday, Kate helped Jim rebuild the engine. Jim was patient with her, explaining everything step-by-step. Kate was lost in all the technical terms, theories and such that only motorheads cared about or understood. All she cared about was she was with Jim, and they were doing it together and she loved him for happily ever after. They didn’t make love again in the garage, so intent were they on completing the job, but Jim being Jim saw to it that Kate received more than her share of hugs and kisses. Kate torque down the final bolt on the engine while Jim with ...

... much playful fanfare mimicked the sound of a trumpet salute with the help of his hands. As a reward, Kate received a playful slap on the ass, a crushing hug and a passionate kiss….several passionate kisses, actually. They went out for dinner in their coveralls and now matching traditional dark blue New York Yankee ball caps that Jim bought for them. Initially Kate protested, about wearing the coveralls insisting that she change into a nice dress. Jim insisted they were fine for the occasion and she could dress to the nines for their next dinner, hinting he might purchase a suit for her, as big of a concession she was making for him. “You look beautiful, Katherine, my lady fair,” said Jim, taking off his old grease stained ball cap. He bowed to her at the waist with a flourish, “Your cute ponytail is perfect. The most elegant and costly ball gown couldn’t do you justice to how you look in the honest coveralls you are now wearing.” Jim won Katherine over with more hugs and kisses on her grease smudged face. Kate conceded to herself that at one time this was something she would never dream of doing; going out in public unless immaculately dressed and coiffed, until now, until Jim, her charming troll who stole her heart for happily ever after. Kate insisted she should drive the RED VIXEN to get a full tank of gas and then to the semi-refined establishment of pretty good dining, “Mama Nancy’s”. They negotiated, Kate poked and tickled Jim, darting away just out of his reach until he ...