Friday, 8 May 2026

Choice Tales from the Vale – (602) The Bookish Girl (Part 2)

 

All though they were both at the repository on Monday morning they had no chance to speak privately, and certainly no chance of a kiss as he was only there for an hour before he set off on a weeklong tour of various Thorn Publishing offices, for a series of meetings and presentations.

 

He spent Friday and Saturday night at the Abbottsford Regents Hotel because Saturday afternoon was Abbottsford Town football Club last game of the season and as he didn’t get the chance to see the Knights   play very often any more he though it providential as in was in town, and after an early breakfast he had a leisurely drive home on Bank Holiday Sunday and pulled up on his drive just after 11.30.

 

After making himself a sandwich and pouring himself a beer he went in the lounge and turned on the TV, it was a warm day, so he opened the French doors but as the midday sun threw glare on the screen, he drew the curtains.

It was about an hour later when he was halfway through watching the Hobbit that he heard Katherine call softly

“Hello!” and then she stepped through the curtains wearing a loose-fitting pair of blue shorts, a scoop necked top of a paler shade of blue than her shorts and more sensible footwear in the form of sandals.

“Is it alright to come in?”

“Oh hello” he said “Of course, come in and sit down”

Katherine closed the curtains and sat on the first chair she came to

“What are you doing over there?” he teased “I thought you would be eager to carry on from where we left off”

She blushed crimson as she got up and walked slowly over to him and was about to sit on the sofa next to him, but he took her hand and guided her to sit on his lap

“Now that’s better.”

“Much” she exclaimed and put her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth, a hot liquid kiss, passionate yet more measured than her debut kisses a week earlier.

 

Because she was a tall girl, her head was above his, and she was kissing down into his mouth, her tongue like a striking serpent in and out of his mouth, her lips were locked limpet like, nostrils flared and snorting in air.

As they embraced his hand went inside her top and one handed deftly unhooked her bra allowing the lacy cups to fall away from her breasts.

She stopped the kiss, looked at him and smiled before returning her attention to his lips, which he took as acquiescence, so he cupped her pert breast, and Katherine drew in a sharp sighing breath through her nose as he fondled it.

After a few minutes his hand left her breast and as he unbuttoned her shorts, she wrapped her arms tightly around him and buried her face in his neck.

Her body stiffened as he gently tugged the zip down, inch by inch  then Chris’s hand progressed inside her shorts and his finger tips felt the lace of her panties and the cool sateen as his finger rubbed her gently through the fabric and she let out a little purr of pleasure before his hand slipped beneath the waistband of her panties to go where no hand but hers had been and she squirmed on his lap and murmured as his fingertips were combing through the coarse pubic hair and when his digits descended into to the abyss of her creaminess her appreciation was audible.

With her movement she had squirmed her shorts off her bottom and she was wriggling to make herself more comfortable.

Chris paused what he was doing and said 

“Slip them off”

“Oh ok” she replied and stood up and let them fall to the floor

“And your knickers” he added

“But… you’ll be able to see everything” she retorted pathetically

“It’s ok” he reassured her “The curtains are closed, and I’ll dim the lights”

“Oh, alright” she affirmed meekly and as soon as he’d dimmed the lights, he heard her push her knickers down her thighs and then when she had climbed back on his lap, she said

“They’re off”

He quickly resumed his fingering, and he enjoyed every delicious sound she made, every moan and murmur as he worked on her.

Katherines’ thighs closed on him at the point of climax, trapping his hand but his fingers were still between her lips, and he stroked her clit again and again and her thighs opened and closed on his hand and then she came again.

Katherine quickly adjusted her position on his lap and straddled him where she put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

“That was marvelous darling.”

“I’m glad you liked it” he said and kissed her before adding.

“Have you had enough or do you want some more.”

“I can have more?” she asked in amazement.

“Only if you want it” he replied.

“I want; I want” she squealed.

 

When she’d had some more, she was still straddling his lap, but she was completely naked in fact all she was wearing were beads of sweat, and she was sleeping comfortably and contentedly.

Although he was also contented after playing with her lovely body, he was not comfortable, because during her wriggling and squirming on his lap he did something he hadn’t done since he was a teenager, he screamed his pants.

 

When she woke up from her doze, she looked at her watch and went rigid.

“I have to go; I can’t be late for lunch.”

But when she went to move, she realized she was naked.

“Why have I got no clothes on?” she exclaimed “I had clothes on”

“You took them off” he pointed out

“I did”

“Yes” he said “you said you were hot, and I can’t argue with that assessment”

“Why didn’t I notice?” she asked

“You were too busy Cumming”

“I did cum quite a lot didn’t I” she giggled

“Indeed”

“Oh no I need to get up and I’m naked” she said and whispered the last word “You mustn’t see me naked”

“Don’t worry he said and reached behind him and grabbed the throw and put it around her shoulders

“Thank you” she said and kissed him and then wrapped the throw around her and crawled off him and after a minute she said

“I can’t find my clothes”

“Ok I’ll turn the lights up a bit”

“Not too much though” she pleaded.

When she had everything, she went into the darkness corner and began to redress.

“Urgh that’s unpleasant” she exclaimed “I’ll need to change them when I get home.”

“Wet pants?”

“Yes, and you got them wet” she said accusingly

“No, it was you that got them wet” he replied innocently

“But you made me wet” she corrected him and they both laughed

 

When she was fully dressed, he pulled back the curtain to let her out and they kissed tenderly

“Can I come back later?” she asked in a childlike voice

“Of course, you can” he said “but be prepared”

“For what?”

“Well, if you do comeback your underwear will likely get wet again and I doubt will not stay on you for long, wet or dry”

“Oh goodness”, she exclaimed “I’m definitely coming”

“Theres every possibility of that too”

“Oh, wow I’m getting tingly”

“You’d better go before your legs go wobbly”

“Yes” she agreed and kissed him

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