Adventurous Kate (5 page)

Ashley put a shot between her tits and raised
her arms in the air, “Okay, everyone listen,” she said, “let’s make
a little money for these ladies. How much are you willing to pay to
take this shot?”

“
I’ll give twenty,” someone said
immediately.

“
Twenty-five,” another said, and the
bidding was on. It continued until the final bid of fifty dollars,
to a man in the middle of the crowd. He walked up to her and buried
his face in her cleavage. He inhaled her perfume before wrapping
his mouth around the shot glass and tilting his head
back.

“
Thank you,” he said, and Ashley gave
him a peck on the cheek. She handed the fifty dollar bill to the
waitress who thanked her. “Give me one more shot,” she said, “I’m
starting to feel sober again. We can’t have that.”

The next shot would be her last of the night.
Her head felt light, but the rest of her body was heavy, and all
she wanted to do was lay down. “Sorry boys, it was fun, but I have
to get going,” she said.

The men groaned and gathered their things.
Within minutes most of them left with the exception of a few
sitting in the corner. Ashley sat at the bar by herself. She put
her dress back on “How much do I owe?” she asked the athlete.

“
You actually only owe for the first
round. You really had those guys going. They paid for everything
after that.”

“
Oh good,” Ashley began, but then
realized that her purse was not where she left it.

“
Do you see my bag? It’s a little black
one,” she said.

The athlete checked behind the bar and
searched the floor and the nearby tables, but the bag had
mysteriously vanished. “Oh shit,” she said, “You don’t think
someone stole it do you?”

“
I don’t know. When did you last see
it?”

“
I guess I had it up until they started
doing shots off of me.”

“
Well, you don’t have to worry about
your tab. I’ll just comp it for you,” the athlete said.

“
Thanks, but that’s not the only
problem. My phone and car keys were in there too. I don’t know how
to get home now.”

The athlete looked at her for a moment and
opened her mouth slightly as though she was about to say something,
but then she sighed the thought away.

“
What?” Ashley asked.

The athlete set a glass down and leaned
forward on the bar. “You see that guy over there in the corner. He
was the one that bought the shot from you, the one you stuck
between your boobs. He’s one of the regulars. He’s been known to
pay for, you know, favors.”

“
Oh really,” Ashley said.

The athlete nodded then went back to cleaning
glass ware. She placed a glass of wine in front of Ashley, “It’s on
the house,” she said.

Ashley sipped from the wine and gazed across
the room at the man. He was by himself and sat quietly watching
highlights from the game on the TV nearest to him. He wasn’t bad
looking really. He had brown hair and was fairly thin. The only
down side was, he was kind of short, but that was something that
she could overlook.

He looked up at her as she approached him,
“Hi, my name is Ashley,” she said and sat in the seat next to him.
“I’m Brian. It was a pleasure being able to take a shot from your
cleavage,” he said.

“
How would you like more?”

“
What do you mean?”

“
I’m a little too drunk to beat around
the bush, so I’m just going to say it. I lost my purse and it had
everything in it. My keys, my phone, money. Anyway, I need cab
fare. Can you help me?”

Brian sipped from his beer and smiled, “Of
course. You don’t mind working for it do you?”

“
Of course not.”

“
I’ll give you a hundred for a blow
job.”

Ashley considered the proposition for a
moment, “Okay, but I’m not going to swallow,” she said.

He stood up and took Ashley by the hand. The
athlete smiled as they walked by and continued cleaning up.

The two of them stepped into the men’s room.
Brian locked the door behind them and held the door open to the
handicap stall for Ashley. “I like to hold on to the grab bar,” he
said and smiled.

Ashley knelt in front of him and unzipped his
pants. She grabbed his cock and pulled it out of his boxers. “Let
me see your tits,” he said.

“
That wasn’t part of the deal,” Ashley
said.

“
Come on. I need something to get me
going.”

“
Fine,” Ashley said. She pulled the
straps of her dress down and removed her bra. Her tits bounced to
freedom and Brian’s cock grew and extended to seven inches. Ashley
licked the head before sliding the shaft halfway into her mouth.
His dick was hard and warm as it brushed across her tongue and on
the inside of her cheek. She looked up at Brian with her big brown
eyes. He looked back down at her with intense eyes and licked his
lips. “Does it taste good?” he asked.

“
Mmm hmm,” Ashley moaned with his cock
deep in her mouth.

“
How far can you go?”

Ashley licked her lips and took a deep
breath. Her plush lips slowly moved down his shaft and when she
felt his head on the back of her throat, she pushed farther, until
her bottom lip brushed his scrotum. Then she backed out even
slower, and she felt his cock flinch on her tongue.

“
Oh god,” he said.

She began working on just the tip. Sucking on
it like it was a lollipop and massaging his balls with her hand
while rubbing her tits with the other. “That feels good baby,”
Brian said, “Your tits are amazing. Keep rubbing them. I wish my
wife had tits like yours.”

Ashley stopped after he made the comment. She
pulled his dick out of her mouth and wiped the spit away. “What?”
she said.

Brian stammered a little, but he was freed
from answering by the sound of the doorknob jiggling, followed by a
knock.

“
Just a second,” Brian yelled to the
door.

“
What do we do?” Ashley
asked.

“
We have to make this quick,” Brian
said.

He shoved his cock in Ashley’s mouth
before she was ready. Her eyes grew big with shock and Brian,
unapologetically started thrusting his hips. His hand was on top of
her head and he forced her to rock back and forth.
Oh fuck, he’s fucking my mouth
,
Ashley thought.

Brian looked down at her. Her eyes were wide
and bright and staring at him. Her tits jiggled slightly and her
hands were on her knees, waiting patiently.

She felt the head tickle the back of her
throat, and the more Brian moaned and enjoyed it, the farther his
dick went down her throat, until she started to gag on it. She
coughed and her eyes watered. Mascara started to run down her face.
Ashley had never been abused like this before. Was it weird that
she liked it?

“
Here it comes,” he said as he closed
his eyes.

Both of his hands were on the back of hear
head, and he thrust hard into her mouth like he was fucking a
pussy. Ashley opened her mouth as wide as possible and she felt the
head of his dick go down her throat. She couldn’t stop gagging. She
felt her face flush with color and drool ran down her chin.

“
Oh fuck,” he said, and there was
another knock on the door, “One second,” he yelled
again.

“
It’s coming you fucking bitch, I hope
you’re ready….” then Brian grunted. His face turned red as he gave
one last thrust. He pulled out just in time to shoot his load on
Ashley’s face. The warm goo covered her from the forehead down to
her lips.

“
What the fuck,” Ashley said as she
continued coughing.

“
Sorry,” Brian said as he held onto the
end of his dick. He handed her some toilet paper and buttoned his
pants. Ashley wiped the cum from her face and her makeup smudged
everywhere. By the end of it, she looked like a prostitute. She was
one, technically.

He handed her a one hundred dollar bill and
smiled. “I come here often,” he said, “anytime you need a little
extra cash, just stop by.”

Ashley took the money as she leaned over the
toilet and spit. “Thanks asshole,” she said, and covered her
tits.

There was one more knock on the door followed
by a muffled plea to hurry. “I’ll distract this guy and you sneak
out behind me,” Brian said.

She splashed water on her face at the sink,
and a line of freckles on her cheek was exposed. There was an
argument outside the door and Ashley knew that was her cue. She
opened the door enough to slip through and the man that waited
outside was in Brian’s face screaming. He grabbed Brian by the
collar and Brian raised his hands in defense.

That didn’t stop the man from punching Brian
in the face.

Ashley smiled a little as she snuck by the
two men. The few that remained in the bar were distracted by the
fight, and Ashley was able to make a clean getaway, with the
exception of an embarrassing wave to the pretty athlete with the
toned ass, who laughed as she quickly walked to the door.

The weather turned cold and Ashley felt naked
despite being in her dress once again. She turned to the strip club
and was surprised to see Kate sitting on the sidewalk, smoking a
cigarette.

“
I thought you would have left by now,”
she said as she sat next to her.

“
I couldn’t get a hold of you. I wanted
to make sure you were safe,” Kate said, and handed the cigarette to
Ashley who took a drag from it.

“
So you’re smoking again
huh?”

“
First one in twenty years, but after
tonight, I really felt like one. What happened to you? You look
like hell.”

“
It was an interesting night. I drank
way too much and then lost the keys to the car, but don’t worry,
the cab is on me,” Ashley said, and held up the one hundred dollar
bill, “I don’t think we’ll be able to set up a threesome
tonight.”

“
That’s okay, I had a good
time.”

On the cab ride home, the two of them kissed
gently in the back seat, still in a euphoric and drunken stupor.
The cab driver ran a red light as he watched them in the rear view
mirror, but they made it home safely and spent the rest of the
night fondling each other on Kate’s bed until they fell asleep.

The weekend ended quietly. Ashley woke
up early Sunday morning and left without saying goodbye like a
one-night-stand. The only difference was a simple note that Kate
later found on the coffee table that stated: Took a cab home. Had a
great time, I’ll call you later in the week sweetie - Ashley. Then
was followed by a smiley face to show sincerity. Kate spent most of
the day lounging around in a robe and recounting her time at
Pink
and about Number Six and
occasionally playing with herself.

That’s what made Monday so hard. She forgot
about being forty and about her boring job as an accountant, until
she was trapped behind her desk, crunching numbers and staring at a
computer screen all day.

“
Real life,” she muttered and sighed as
she flipped the page to the quarterly profits report, a simple
action that she performed on a daily basis and one she would end up
regretting.

She only had one hour left in the day. She
just had to finish confirming the report and she could leave. Maybe
she would call Ashley and they would stay in and have dinner
together and see if maybe they couldn’t recreate the magic from the
weekend, but her keen eye spotted a mistake in the report before
the page could finish falling into place. The numbers didn’t match
the graph on the top of the page, and after a little investigating,
she discovered a mathematical error, which meant the accounting
department would have to start over again, from the very
beginning.

“
Son of a bitch,” she whispered and put
her hand over her forehead. She stood and breathed in deeply to
suppress the stress she felt building inside of her. “Real life,”
she muttered again, and wished she could slip back into the world
of fantasy and physical pleasure.

For some reason she thought work would be
different that week. She thought it would be flirty and fun. A
place where she could talk about her weekend in the break room and
people would reveal their own sex stories and maybe make plans to
hook up with each other after work, after all, there were a number
of attractive people in the office. But she realized after the
first hour of the day how ridiculous of an idea that was. Being
confined to a cubicle all day and surrounded by numbers and papers
was hardly something that inspired sexual fantasy. Perhaps she was
still high from her weekend of sexual exploitation.

She knocked on the door of Brad’s office. He
was the lead accountant, in charge of every profits report and
known to be somewhat high strung. When you’re in charge of the
losses and profits of a company, the stress gets to you. As a
result, Brad wasn’t much for jokes or casual conversation.

He waved Kate into the office and motioned
for her to sit while he ended a conversation with a client over the
phone. Kate sat in the chair that faced his desk and tugged at her
skirt to try to lengthen it. There was a picture of Brad and his
wholesome wife on the corner of his desk. The two of them stood by
a lake and smiled at Kate, and it felt a little like she was being
judged. As she prepared for work that morning and thought about
Number Six, she decided to dress as sexy as possible. She wore a
skirt that ended several inches above her knees and black stockings
that ended at her thighs. If she sat in certain positions people
could see the lace where her stockings ended and the thought of it
excited her. Her low cut top showed off her cleavage and she caught
several guys peek as they passed by. The outfit pushed the
boundaries of the office dress code. While it may not be sexy for
say, a nightclub, it was definitely an eye catcher at work and the
thought of being sent home for being too sexy turned her on.
Unfortunately, those feelings weren’t the same as she sat in front
of her boss’ desk waiting to deliver the bad news. She felt cold
and admittedly insecure. She wished she would have taken a moment
to think about what she was wearing before she left the house.