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That "Saturday Night ... Fever", Part 1 of 7  

tomboytgirl68 55T
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7/15/2020 3:45 pm
That "Saturday Night ... Fever", Part 1 of 7


It was almost 7;00; Rita had called again and advised she would be picking up for the barbecue, etc. Yes, I was a bit anxious ... not really nervous but a bit anxious for a few reasons. I always try make appointments, dates, etc. on time. Also, I really prefer take my own car wherever so I can leave whenever. Finally, I could not find my shoulder bag ... my "go- to" hobo purse, especially if there is potential at all for extended meetings, etc.

Oops, "... and here she is", and grabbing my sweater and meager clutch, I'm out the door and long strides the passenger door, or reasonable facsimile ... as her "ride" is a Jeep ... and not "pink" in deference anything else but in US Army OD, cuz she purchased it second hand and cuz she is Rita ... but at least not "camo" ... the whole effect as, if you knew her a little ... "in your face", a bit Butch, but also charming so she pulls it off with class and usually tact ... just cuz she is ..... and perhaps what sorta attracts someone like me? ... and she knows that also?

As we took off, and smoothly I might add, (as she told me, her Wrangler does not even offer and optional automatic transmission), Rita made me feel good from the start beginning with her long glance at me, no, a twice, "once over of me", actually letting me know she was "looking" at me ... and then followed by a pat on my knee, (and when sitting ... my legs, shaved & lotioned smooth, and warm that evening, are bare from my<b> toes </font></b>to almost my waist) ..... with a rather smug smile, she taunted me with, "Good thing it's a warm night or you would catch a cold for sure ; are you trying catch a boyfriend tonight?"

"Not as first choice, but rather maybe a super sexy GF if her husband wasn't going to be there, " I said as I snuggled into her shoulder and I found her hand and put it back on my knee ... again on my knee.

"You know that Bob is aware that I think I have a thing for you " as her hand moved up the inside of my thigh ... making her point! while potentially also claiming new territory for our near future commitments? thus her conquest?!

But I was almost not even aware that much of her hand, much less able to enjoy her imposing exploration or savor the implications at all as I played part of her last remark over, "... Her husband, my lover "Daddy" knows ... because his wife confesses she "may" a thing for his secret lover, his "Bunny" ... me!

The rest of the trip to B & R's home and the barbecue/meeting was seasoned with small talk ... obligatory "chatting" to hasten our arrival as, for one thing, there was no point to pursue the direction of the previous discussion, at least not then, at least not me. I did not know how I felt, or really wanted to feel ... about my answers about myself nor Rita or Bob/Daddy and so I certainly did not want hear Rita's answer as whatever right then ... I was still thinking about the potential consequences of Bob/Daddy and/or Rita and me/Bunny and perhaps short term, what was in store for for the evening. I remember musing about ... one of my most fanciful sexual desires ... was I finally going be "spit-roasted" this night?! And, potentially finally faced with that remote possibility, if I were given the choice, did I really want that after all? or, was it one of those "fantasy fun thingys" only? as I have always preferred "one to one" ..... only?
... xox Kaycee.

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