An Afternoon With Kate

We were bathing in the Summer afternoon Sun. It was warm and the windows allowed all the soft, gold light to come in.

That day I finally convinced Kate to go with me and now I could hear her sights of wonder and excitement. She was sitting with legs gently spread, and a big stick guided by my skillful hand was moving in between her thighs. I could say from the blush on her cheek how much she enjoyed the ride.

'Grab it into your hand' I encouraged her. She looked at me with disbelief. 'Go on, try yourself. I will still guide you.'

She moved her hand shyly and wrapped her tiny fingers around the stick. She tried to move it gently and was surprised by how our bodies were carried by it. She tried again and again our bodies rocked.

'You need to move your legs as well. The better the sync, the smoother the result.' She tried it and her excitement was imminent. She had a talent for that play.

With the Sun going to set, we felt the urge for the final.

'Let me finish' I said.

I took the stick over and guided us safely to a most satisfactory, smooth finish. The endorphins were pumping in our veins.

I turned the magnetos off, jumped out of the cabin, and helped Kate to leave the plane. She wrapped her arms around me, kissed me passionately, and exclaimed in awe:

'Thank you! But, do not be mad at me, Yol, that was way better than sex!'

I laughed airily, taking no offense. I looked into her eyes, smiled, and kissed her.

'By all means, Kate, I feel exactly the same way!'