Kate & Jim Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Kate & Jim Chapter 2

... greet a few of the people at the various tables finishing with the hangers-out from Tom's table. 'He looks so happy,' Kate thought, mentally hugging herself 'stardust and moonlight, sweetheart. I love you Jim.' Although Tom's back was to Jim, Kate could see Jim pointing in her direction and smiling. Each of the men got up to shake Jim's hand in congratulations, slapping him on the back. They then walked quickly towards Kate as if to congratulate her too. By the time Jim shook the last hand, four of Tom's friends were standing around her booth with worried looks on their faces. One of them whispered in Tom's ear, "Tom, for god's sake, you are making time with Jim’s fiancé." Kate could see the angry look on Jim's face when he realized who was sitting with her. He walked over pushing two of his friends out of the way. "I didn't know, Katherine," Tom said, quietly, "Jim and I were good friends once. I'm sorry, I didn't know." and sighing, Tom stood up to face Jim. "Jim," Tom said, in a terse greeting, taking off his ring and putting it on in his pocket, "Do you and I have a problem?" "You're damn right we have a problem. You broke the truce. Are you ready to go outside to finally settle this? Sally is not here to save you, may her soul rest in peace. She is not here to break us up so that I can finish kicking your sorry ass." "You're out of your mind, I was winning," Tom replied, easily pushing the two men in front of him out of the way to get to Jim, "Sally didn't want to see ...

... either of us getting hurt. You want to go outside, fine with me." "Jim." "Not now Kate, stay in the booth. This is my business." "But Jim." "Shush, Kate I'll handle this." "Like hell I will, Jim Brady," Kate said angrily, not to be ignored. She slid out of the booth and stood between them with her arms extended, holding Jim by his coveralls and Tom by his shirt to keep them apart. “Don't you dare not now Kate or shush Kate, me. I'll speak my mind when the time comes for it.” Tom couldn't believe what he was seeing and was thinking, 'this little lady has a temper as red hot as her hair. Katherine Ryan is blasting him in front of the whole place and Jim was just taking it.... The son-of-a -bitch has a right hook like a sledgehammer and Jim is just taking it from her...wow! Jim must have fallen for this interesting woman in a big way. It's like a hummingbird attacking a grizzly bear.' "What are you looking at?" Kate said, turning her wrath to the men from Tom's table, "If you no account impotent gaggle of timid jackasses who are trying to live your lives vicariously through someone else had the good sense to mind their own damn business and not encouraged Mr. Butler there wouldn't be a problem now. Furthermore, since there isn't a single one of you chicken shits who is man enough to keep them from fighting you might as well go sit down and plan another potential disaster while I get to the bottom of this. You should be ashamed of yourselves for letting a lady break up this fight. ...