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nothing more. Snap out of it, babygirl , Katie chastised
herself.
With a resolve she didn’t know she possessed,
Katie put her phone away for the night and forced herself to wait
until morning to respond. She took off her glasses, placing them
next to her phone, and rubbed her eyes. She was too tired to come
up with a non-committal, friendly, yet polite refusal tonight.
Rolling over, Katie closed her eyes and fell asleep.
***
Katie thought a few minutes had passed, but
the clock flashed 2:00 a.m. at her. Damn it, she was waking up in
the middle of the night again. A good fucking would solve this
problem , she thought, but that’s not going to happen anytime
soon .
Katie dipped her hand into her shorts and
found her bare pussy. Already soaked, she wondered what she had
been dreaming about. Her fingers kneaded the soft skin, sinking
into the crevice between her lips to find her innermost petals.
Exploring her depths more out of curiosity than desire, she
marveled at the feel of her own flesh.
Growing impatient with her own exploration,
she dragged a moist fingertip over her clitoris. Katie hissed at
the sensation as her hips lifted. Circling the hardening nub of
flesh, she could feel pressure building deep within her core. Waves
of pleasure shot through her body. She began to pant and moan as
her finger swirled in one direction and then another. The burning,
throbbing desire became stronger and stronger until she felt her
pussy spasm and open as she came in a gigantic gush, soaking her
hand, her shorts, and the bed beneath her.
Catching her breath, Katie brought her hand
to her lips. Smiling, her tongue darted out to taste the juices
running down her hand. Closing her eyes, she moaned as she sucked
the fluids off of her skin, reveling in her own flavor. God, she
loved that her former lover had taught her to do this. Tasting
herself felt sinful and sexy.
With her hand clean, Katie giggled into the
dark room and rolled over. She loved sleeping in a wet spot.
Moments later, sleep overtook her again.
Katie woke up with the sun shining directly
into her eyes. Looking over at the clock, she saw she had slept
later than usual. Thankful she didn’t have anywhere to be, Katie
stretched like a cat in the bed, tangling the covers between her
legs. Wiggling her toes, she giggled as she realized the bed was
still damp beneath her.
Grabbing her phone out of habit, the memory
of Johnathan’s email hit her. The thought of answering his email
made her nervous. Sweaty-palms, heart-pounding nervous. Opening her
email, Katie hit reply. She decided to send a quick email before
she could talk herself out of responding.
Johnathan,
Thanks for your email! No problem using it
since I put it out there for the world…lol. Not uncomfortable, but
thanks for the concern.
Glad you like the blog. Not sure if I’m any
of those things, but writing in a blog affords me a certain amount
of freedom to say what I want.
Anyway, nice to hear from you.
LittleKGirl
Katie didn’t sign her real name. No sense in
letting him in too close when nothing would come of it anyway. She
hit the send button before she changed her mind and deleted the
whole thing. Ok, it’s gone. He’ll respond or not. She would
not spend the entire day obsessively checking her email.
Katie groaned as she sat up in bed. When
did I start feeling so creaky in the morning? Stretching her
arms, Katie yawned and stood up. She walked toward the bathroom,
letting her clothes drop behind her as she went. Naked, she entered
the bathroom and turned the water on to start her shower. Katie
smiled to herself, remembering the wet spot in the bed, making a
mental note to take the sheets off the bed after her shower. As she
waited for the water to heat up, Katie absentmindedly stroked the
soft roundness of her breast and smiled to herself. This was going
to be a very long, very steamy shower.
***
Sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl of
cereal, Katie