Kate & Jim Chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Kate & Jim Chapter 2

... came down to her ankles to meet the straps of the open toe red leather sandals on her small and dainty feet. Kate’s hair was pinned up loosely on top of her head with long tendrils escaping to soften the look, and her makeup was artfully applied and correct for a candlelight dinner in a darkened room and perfect where they were going dancing. The effect on Jim was more than she could have hoped for or imagined. Kate revisited her stardust dreams and her ardent romantic ideals as a teenage girl. She would secretly bask in the poetry of love read in private, ideals she once held dear, close to her heart….and now to embrace again and be sprinkled in words of stardust for that moment and henceforth. Jim took Katherine’s hands and kissed them, the words flowing from his lips as inspired by his heart, “She walks in beauty, like the night. Of cloudless climes and starry skies, and all that's best of dark and bright, meets in her aspect and her eyes; thus mellowed to that tender light, which Heaven to gaudy day denies.” “Oh, Jim, Lord Byron, I haven’t read or heard poetry like that since my mother died and I…” Seeing that Kate was about to cry Jim kissed her lips, tenderly assuring her of his love and devotion,” Lord Byron said it best, Katherine, and you inspire Lord Byron’s words from the past my lady with your woman’s heart. The steaks are almost ready, Katherine. The table you set for us is a picture of elegance. Please light the candles for our dinner,” and Kate did, wiping a ...

... tear from her face in the dining room and then hugging herself, admiring their soft glow. After a quiet dinner they went to a country-western bar that Kate knew about featuring a live band on Thursday and Saturday nights. Jim tipped the band well so that every other dance was a slow one for him to hold his Katherine close. Katherine pressed close against Jim, for everyone to see, as they danced oblivious to everyone but themselves. She was listening to the beat of his heart. “Jim.” “Yes, Katherine.” “I could dance with you like this forever. Will we dance for forever, Jim?” “Yes, Katherine.” And so they danced lost in themselves and the moment until, “Jim.” “Yes, Katherine.” “The music has stopped….” They had the place to themselves when they stopped for ice cream cones, arriving 10 minutes before closing time, and remaining after the lights shut off, and the employees left, closed for the night. They shared, sitting close together on their picnic tables and taking licks from each other’s cones, kissing in between, ‘stardust sprinkled cones of chocolate and vanilla’ in Katherine’s imagination, until they were gone. On the way home, Jim held her hand, “Jim.” “Yes, Kate.” “My grandmother has been a lot on my mind lately and I haven’t seen her since my divorce. Grandma is going to be 96 next month. Grandma Mavis is the only blood relative I have left.” “You want me to talk to Bobby, don’t you?” “Do you think he will let us go to Florida and visit her?” “I think it can be arranged ...