Chapter 11
Kitty slept later than she had intended to. She called Dudley, made a date for that evening, then took another shower. She had brunch at a small place near the mall, then did some shopping. She returned home late in the afternoon and checked in with the airline.
That phone call brought Kitty a big surprise. The line was closed down. A strike had been called. The baggage handlers had been trying to reach an agreement on a new contract for several weeks. Negotiations had broken down the day before. When the handlers walked, so did all the other unions. Management couldn't muster enough executives who had the expertise and experience to keep the planes in the air, so they shut down. There was no word on when the issue would be settled.
Kitty got ready for her date with Dudley. Faye hadn't returned by the time Kitty had to leave, so she left Faye a note, telling her to call the company. Let her find out all the news for herself. That way Kitty wouldn't have to write a long letter and possibly leave something out.
During dinner, Kitty told Dudley about the strike.
"I know," Dudley said. "Tough for you, huh?"
"Well, not for a while. I have some money saved. But if it goes on very long, I'm going to be in trouble."
"Let me know if you run short. I can probably manage some help."
"You hardly know me, Dudley. Why would you want to take such a chance?"
"In my business, I have to make quick judgment calls. I trust you. In fact, we wouldn't be together right now if I didn't. I don't date women I can't trust. Not to be putting you down, but there are plenty of you out there. A little patience is all it takes to find one I can trust."
"Is that all there is to our relationship? Trust?"
"Nope. There's like, too. Trust came first, though."
"What exactly is it that you do, Dudley? I think I asked you that question in London and didn't get an answer then, either."
"Oh, this and that. Maybe I don't trust you that much yet." He laughed, but it was obvious he meant what he said.
"Okay, I'll accept that. For now. If we keep seeing each other though, you'll have to tell me."
"No, not just because we keep seeing each other. We have to develop a relationship. A special relationship. Then I'll tell you whatever you want to know."
"You sure are different than the other men I know."
"Yes, I suppose I am. I try to be different." He signed the check for the meal. "Now, would you like to go dancing? Slumming? What's your pleasure?"
"How about home? You can take me slumming another time. Maybe even to one of those dirty movies I've read about."
"Why not the real thing? There are some good live shows in this city. Your place or mine?"
"Yours. I want to see where and how you live."
"I hope you haven't mentally put me in some lush joint in the expensive part of town."
"I haven't, but you make it sound like you hang out in some dive."
"I live on a boat." He watched her face carefully, looking for any sign the news disturbed her.
"Really? What kind of boat? Where do you dock it?"
"A houseboat. On the Miami River. Actually, I own a lot where the dock is located. Plan to build a house some day. In the meantime, I tie up the boat there and live on it."
"Is it big enough to take out to sea? Could you take me for a ride, or a sail, or whatever you call it?"
"Sure. It's fine as long as I stay on the Inland Waterway. You'd better see it before you start asking to go someplace, though."
The boat was much larger than Kitty had imagined it would be. There were two bedrooms. A large master suite with its own bath and a smaller, but comfortable, bedroom next door. Kitty fell in love with the boat immediately.
"Wow! This is something! I'd probably never build a house if I owned this."
"That's part of the problem with me," Dudley replied, pleased by her reaction. "I'm so comfortable here, I don't seem to get around to hiring a builder."
He fixed drinks and took one to Kitty, who was standing at the large glass door that led onto the deck. He had left the air conditioner on so the inside was cool and comfortable. In Miami, where there was usually only one month of winter, an air conditioner was a necessity, not a luxury. Even on a houseboat.
Instead of taking the drink from him, Kitty put her arms around his neck and tipped her head up for a kiss. He put the glasses down and wrapped his arms around her. His lips covered hers. Quick tingles tiptoed through her cunt when their lips met. His tongue snaked between her lips into her mouth, where it was met by hers. She arched her crotch forward so she could rub her mound against him.
He cupped the cheeks of her ass and drew her closer. A hard tremor shot up her legs to her cunt. She opened her mouth wider and his tongue action quickened. Her lips clung to his mouth, fastened there by her mounting lust. Her tits ached, her nipples were as hard as finger tips.
She broke the kiss, all atremble. "I like you, Jack Dudley. I feel comfortable with you, as if I'd known you for years."
"Good. That's what I want. The more relaxed you are, the better you'll enjoy what happens."
"What is going to happen, Dudley? What are you going to do now?"
"You want it straight and blunt, don't you? That turns you on, huh?"
"Yes! Oh, yes, it does! Tell me!"
"I'm going to eat your pussy and fuck you and put my cock in your mouth. Not necessarily in that order. In fact, I think I'll come in your mouth first." He stepped away from her and sat down in a comfortable chair. "Undress."
Kitty started tearing at her clothes, eager to comply; eager to get naked for him. She wanted him to admire her body.
"Slowly, Kitty. Make it last. Be seductive."
She caught on quickly. He wanted her to tease him, just as she wanted him to talk dirty to her. She willed her hands to go slower. It took her almost ten minutes to get down to her panties, bra, garter belt, and hose.
"Leave the garter belt and hose on," Dudley said. "Play with your nipples as you remove your bra."
He looked as cool as a cucumber. Kitty wondered if he was getting turned on at all. She got the bra and panties off, playing with her nipples and pussy as she removed the garments. She stood before him then in garter belt, hose, and high-heeled sandals, displaying her body proudly. When her hand slid back into her crotch and began fingering her pussy, his eyes lit up.
"Aha! You can get excited," Kitty teased. "You've been sitting there like a wooden Indian all this time."
"You like fingering your pussy, don't you? Do you masturbate often?"
Kitty inhaled sharply when he asked that question. She'd never talked to a man about such personal things. She continued fingering her cleft, then touched her clit. Her entire body trembled.
"Answer my question."
"Sometimes," she whispered.
"Why just sometimes? Don't you like to come?"
"Yes, but I don't often need to do it that way. This way. I like cock better."
"Or a woman's tongue." His comment hit her dead center. It was true, now that she'd gotten into that with Faye. She'd even hoped Alice would do her. "Do you like to finger-fuck yourself?"
"Yes," she said, her exciting showing in her voice.
"Spread your legs. Show me how you do it."
Kitty was so totally turned on she was unable to resist obeying him. He was striking at the core of her, and she was enjoying it; wishing for more. Her flesh was alive. The nagging, insistent pressure in her clit drove her on.
She spread her feet, opening up her thighs so her pussy was fully visible. She slipped a fingertip between the lips of her pussy and started frigging her clit.
"I'm sure you do more than that," Dudley said, his voice level and matter-of-fact. "But forget that for now. Come here and undress me."
Kitty moved in a daze of erotic bliss. She took his hands, pulled him to his feet and began undressing him.
When she got down to his shorts, she hesitated, the grabbed the waistband and pulled them down. His cock jumped out at her, like one of those crazy-clown things in a jack-in-the-box. The big difference was that his cock wasn't wearing a funny hat. It had a big purple head, though.
She pushed him back into the chair and got between his legs.
She stretched up, lifting her lips and opening them. He covered her mouth with his. His desire swelled higher as he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweet saliva and feeling the inside of her mouth with the tip of his tongue. His hands moved over her body hungrily, feeling her tits and pulling at her hard nipples.
Kitty caressed him with both hands as she held her mouth open for his tongue, sucking and nibbling at it as it slid in and out of her mouth. His stiff cock thumped between her heavy tits.
Kitty broke the kiss. Her soft, damp lips moved to his shoulder, then down his chest. Her hands touched his sides with feathery caresses. His cock swelled, twitching and throbbing as the sensations from her kisses and caresses flowed through him.
The tip of her tongue touched one of his nipples, then her hot lips covered it. She sucked it, one of her soft hands moving down his stomach and into the hair at the base of his belly.
She wrapped her fist around his prick, bringing a deep groan from him. She bent lower, running her lips down his body. The touch ofher wet lips and the tip of her tongue made fiery sensations roar through him. He groaned again as she tightened her grip on his cock and slowly stroked it.
Kitty's spirits soared as she heard his moans and groans, immensely pleased with herself. For a reason she couldn't identify, much less explain to herself, she wanted desperately to please this man; to make him enjoy this time with her as he had never enjoyed a woman.
She hovered over his cock, cupping the shiny, swollen head between her hands and looked at it hungrily. Her lips touched the head of his prick. Her pink tongue circled it and stabbed at the slit in the tip.
His hips jerked up, thrusting his prick more toward her mouth. She opened her mouth wide, lowered her head, and began swallowing his prong.
His body started jerking when she exerted a sucking pressure in her mouth and began moving her head up and down, pressing his cock between the roof of her mouth and her tongue. She tried to flatten the rubbery head with the pressure ofher tongue. He had never felt anything so exquisite.
"God, lady, you're some kind of cocksucker! That's wonderful!"
She removed her mouth from his cock. "I'm the best, fellow, the absolute best. Are you ready to come? I want to drink your come. Give me lots of it."
Without waiting for an answer, she returned her mouth to his cock. This time, though, she took just the head into her oral cavity. She tightened her lips behind the head and started moving her head up and down. Her movements were slow and exaggerated. Her mouth went way down the shaft, then back up, stopping just behind the cockhead. It was like being jacked off with a pair of hot lips. He loved it!
When she added a hand to the fray, he was a goner. She wrapped her hand around the shaft several inches from the base, then began moving it in counter-rhythm to her mouth.
His cock expanded rapidly, then blew its top. Great gobs of come spurted into her mouth. She swallowed noisily and continued to work both her mouth and her hand up and down rapidly. His body jerked and bucked uncontrollably.
She sucked his come out with a fierce suction. Every drop he had to give was suctioned from him with ease. She stayed at him until his prick began deflating.
"God damn, woman! I thought you'd hooked up a vacuum cleaner to my cock. That was magnificent! You really like sucking cock, don't you?"
"Oh yes! When I have a cock in my mouth, it gives me a feeling beyond description. I believe I have absolute control over the man, for one thing. He can't do anything I don't want him to. What man would take a chance with a set of teeth mere millimeters away from such a delicate place?"
"I see what you mean. Is it so important for you to have control?"
"It seems to be. At least I like it more when I'm in command of the situation."
"How about when you come? You're not in command then."
"I never let myself come so hard that I lose control. Not completely, anyway."
"You're missing a lot by holding back, you know." Dudley silently accepted the challenge Kitty had issued. She didn't know she'd issued one, but he did.
"Am I? How can you miss what you've never had? I've never met a man who could make me surrender completely."
"There's a first time for everything. But that's another subject for another time. How would you like a nice hot oil rubdown?" He saw that he was successful in diverting her attention from his plan to conquer her.