| A Little Rain Must Fall - Part 2 Karen buys me a grilled chicken salad at a Wendy's drive thru. She turns and smiles at me as I try my best to not wolf my food down like the starving kid I am. She tells me about her two girls while I eat. Their names she says are Megan and Polly...that they were sisters taken from their family who had sexually molested them when they were 8 and 6 years old respectively. Megan the oldest, she says, is now 11 and Polly is 9 years old. They had lived with Karen and her wife for a year - and now for a year since Melody -- Karen's former partner -- died from injuries suffered in a skiing accident while in the French Alps. :::Ring-Tone::: Her cell phone beckons with a snippet of PJ Harvey's 'Catherine' (which I fucking LOVE) It was the Nanny calling to see if she needs to pick the girls from Montessori School later . "I'll get them Margaret, I am already out and about and have taken a day off for a long weekend" she says "We'll be there in a few hours. "Oh, and we are having a guest for the weekend" she informs her "It is a custody case I am working on and I have invited her over for a visit" "'that sounds good then 'Bye" "How would you like to get cleaned up and do a bit of shopping?" Karen offers. "Really!?" I squeak... "Yeah, Megan and Polly have after-school daycare so we have time to kill" We stop first at REI and pick out some athletic wear. She says she is taking me to her Gym and we can workout and shower there before we shop. When Karen steps out of the car she appears to be about 5'8" tall. She is a beautiful and an imposing figure I must say. 'intimidating I bet in the courtroom. She places her hand on my shoulder as we walk toward the store. She is at least 8" taller than me. Before long we make my selections and get going. Soon we arrive at the private club and spa. Wow! I thought. This beats the hell out of what my prior plans were for the day! Karen has a private suite there. We bring in my work-out gear and and she lays it out in front of her walk in locker/closet. She has a mini wardrobe on site. She says she often must change or shower before court or after court to get more casual to work in the office. "Let's take a hot shower first." She says. "We can sit in the sauna and get a massage after we exercise" :::Goody!!::: Karen slips off her heels and pulls up her skirt to unsnap her hose from her garters. She looks over and catches me staring. She is decked out in what must be a $500.00 outfit. Her black jacket and white silk blouse adorned with a french knot tie make her seem lipstick butch. Otherwise she is as feminine and beautiful as any woman I have ever seen -- 'movie-stars - 'models -- bar none... I do not want to assume anything yet. It would be foolish to reveal that I can't wait to see her naked. Or that she could take me in that shower and have her way with me on the spot. But I prefer to graciously let this unfold as it will, In the shower I thoroughly scrub my soiled and pale skin and wash my hair twice just to become as presentable to her world as I can. I know that she is watching me. I do wash my cunny and my nipples with special attention - 'never know what the evening holds in store. I have no titties at all to speak of. But I think I am blessed with beautiful nipples. They are the size of half dollars and appear like mini caramel muffins protruding out and begging to be sucked. I hope that is what she thought as well. It is mostly stationary bike and tread mill that we utilize. We are side by side chatting like professional business women. We get stares like I may be a trophy arm adornment for her...God if only I were that lucky" After a sweat in the sauna and a fully nude massage I imagined that this was all foreplay for her. Surely a successful woman like her is not going to risk seducing a minor in public. As much as I wanted to masturbate during my rub down I determined that I must use restraint and just go with the flow... |