Hello again, and welcome back. :) I'm so glad you stopped by. Feel free to pour yourself a beverage of your choice and make yourself comfortable. Oh yes, and I forgot to mention last time, that in Kat's boudoir cigs and other smoking materials are permitted. ;)

Flirting, teasing, messing around, kissing, fucking....Ahh, the affair. Or should I say *my* affair. It all began 3 years ago, and believe me when I say, it was the furthest thing from my mind. A close friend and neighbor had moved to a new home. I was excited for her, but hated to see her leave. She was single at that time, and I was, and still am, married. Anywho, after a few months, she had invited me to come up for a visit. It was the first time I'd ever driven that far, without my husband. And, I was spending the weekend. WITHOUT MY HUSBAND! It was the first time ever that I "went out with the girls" or as it was, girl, in all my married life. She had already met some of the locals and took me out to one of the bars. Introduced me to all her new friends and acquaintances. I was having a blast. In our recent talks she had mentioned a man she had met at this bar... that night, she introduced me to him. At first sight, I thought, holy good god in heaven, that boy could break me in two!! There he stood, all six foot, four inches, and 280 pounds of pure testosterone! I felt much like a mouse standing next to an elephant! I'm only 5'2". In heels.

As the night flowed on, so did the beverages. Before I knew it, there were shot glasses of a creamy drink, topped with whip cream, that you could not use your hands to drink. Needless to say, it was quite a tricky thing to do, but somehow, we managed. In a nonchalant way, without a care in the world, my friend picks up the can of whip cream and dots my cleavage with a sweet dallop. I am in shock! However, not as much as when she tells testosterone boy, he has to lick it off! Ok, I say to myself, I'll be a good sport, it's all in name of fun. And then, he did it. I don't know if I was more surprised that he did it, or that I liked it. I liked the way his mouth felt on my skin. What I thought would be harsh, was soft and delicate. I immediately excused myself to the ladies room. I took several deep breaths and puffs off my cig. I could not believe I was doing this. And what shocked me even more was that I didn't care.

I told myself it was the alcohol. I was feeling tipsy and high. Giddy. Sexy. Reveling in the fact that another man found me attractive and sexy. I hadn't felt that way in such a long time. Then I thought of my husband. I thought about how he made me feel. And I must admit, it was NOTHING compared to the way I was feeling at that time. Again, I told myself it was the booze and the excitement of the night, and it would pass. Things would be back to normal tomorrow.

NOT! After bar close, the party continued to go on at my friend's house. Her gentleman friend was going to stop by, and unknown to me, so was Mr. T. We all sat around talking and sipping our beverages, laughing, and wondering where the night had gone. It was late, and the mood was mellow. Soft music playing in the background. It was soothing, having him gently caress the back of my neck. The others had said good night, and excused themselves to another room. I barely heard them. Mr. T and I were alone. In one swift movement of his arm, I was perched comfortably in his lap, and in his arms. He held me, and then, as soft as a breeze, he kissed me.

Ah, I see I have your attention now. You want to know more, don't you? Well, all good things come to those who wait. I promise to tell you more, but for now, its time to call it a day, and start enjoying my weekend. In the meantime, pour yourself another beverage and cruise around Sex-Kitten. There are oodles of interesting things going on here. Also, don't forget to visit me and the rest of the sex-kittens on the message boards.

Till next time, keep your mind open and your heart full...

Carla

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