There's something about the all too real chemistry between Caroline and Kate that leaps off the telly and got me having a think about what they might have been like in the early days as their relationship started to really take shape. Did their first time live up to their expectations? Which was better, the fantasy or the reality of it? Although I know these two characters only belong to their creator and her merry band of cohorts, in my heart, I believe they belong to the rest of us who never want their story to end-at least not the way it did-which is why we all seek solace on this site, isn't it? Since the ending is so unsatisfying, why don't we go back to the beginning?
Caroline couldn't remember the last time she felt this complete. It was a feeling that came as a pleasant surprise since she was becoming more comfortable with the idea of being single again. She was sat on the sofa with Kate, her right arm resting around her shoulders. She caught a faint trace of her perfume as she pulled her in closer to silently telegraph her happiness. Kate responded by claiming Caroline's left hand with her right one, interlocking their fingers. As some random Meryl Streep movie played on the telly, Caroline looked down at their clasped hands and thought about how well they seemed to fit together. Normally she loved Streep's movies, but tonight, the only thing that held her attention was the specter beside her.
Kate's fingers against her own made her realize they were thinner than hers, but just as long. Caroline opened her fingers and moved to press their palms together, maximizing the skin on skin contact of their hands as she started to fantasize about what it would feel like to have those fingers caress her most intimate places.
Kate was unaware Caroline was not really concentrating at all on the movie until she felt the blonde shift to whisper in her ear. Even though the only light in the room was coming from the television, Kate blushed at the proposition she heard. "Aren't we supposed to wait thirty minutes after eating," she teased in response, trying to play a little hard to get.
"That's swimming and it's been disproven," a determined Caroline teased as she leaned back to Kate's ear to seductively double down with another suggestion she hoped Kate couldn't resist.
"Dang, just when I was starting to get into the movie," Kate teased in return before she turned it off, stood up and held out a hand to lead Caroline upstairs. Although they were clasping hands, she was careful to keep her arm straight so there was some distance between her and Caroline on the journey, hoping it would increase Caroline's desires to be closer when they reached their destination. Kate moved in measured steps as she tried to etch the anticipation of the moment she had been fantasizing about for what seemed like an eternity into her brain. Behind her, Caroline marvelled at the juxtaposition of Kate leading her to her own bedroom and tried to keep her insecurities at bay.
Dropping hands, Kate entered the bedroom first and moved toward the foot of the bed as Caroline shut the door and quickly came up behind her, pushing Kate's hair to the side to undo the zipper of her dress before planting soft kisses on the newly exposed nape of her neck. The sensation, coupled with the fact that it was Caroline actually making the first move, made Kate go weak in the knees.
She leaned back into Caroline as she slipped her own dress to the floor, revealing a black g-string and a matching black lace bra she bought the day before in the hopes she would have the occasion to model it for her. She heard Caroline inhale sharply as she enjoyed the view from behind.
"You're going to be the death of me," was all Caroline could manage to breathily say at the jaw dropping sight of Kate. Soon to be completely her Kate as there was no doubt they were about to go past the point of no return.
"Good thing I'm wearing black then," Kate said cheekily as she turned around and flashed Caroline a broad smile before leaning in for a hungry kiss. When they finally broke for air, Kate said, "You're wearing entirely too much clothing for this party." She stepped back in hopes Caroline would make good on her whispered promise.
Caroline gently pushed Kate back onto the bed, turned on her favorite playlist and started a striptease that left Kate all but drooling. Never before had anyone turned her on so much without even touching her. By the time Caroline was down to all but her birthday suit, Kate was wetter than she ever thought possible. She somehow managed to stand long enough to pull Caroline down onto the bed and on top of her. Hands and lips started moving everywhere, each trying to devour the other as Kate's lingerie quickly joined the growing pile of discarded clothes on the floor.
Before she lost the ability to form a coherent thought, Caroline realized she'd never wanted another person so much before. The weight and the softness of Kate's breasts made her swoon almost as much as the reverent way Kate caressed her own made her feel worthy of her love. Kate was kissing her and touching her in places John hadn't attended to since the early years of their marriage. She was so thrilled at how in sync their movements seemed, the understanding of what pleasured the other despite this being their first time together, that she was no longer feeling nervous at being so exposed and vulnerable.
After several minutes of pure bliss, she opened her eyes when she felt Kate move down between her legs and begin lapping at her swollen center. Noticing Caroline seemed to be holding her breath, Kate looked up and their eyes locked momentarily as the magnitude of where they were and what they were doing together fully hit them both. Without anything needing to be spoken, Kate smiled before she resumed her worship of Caroline's body.
Caroline was unable to hold back any longer and was just about to give in to what she expected to be the most deliciously explosive climax when she woke up with a start. Her pulse was racing and she could feel the moisture pooling between her legs. She'd never had a such a vivid dream like it before and it took a few minutes for her pulse to return to its normal pace.
The dream made her feel very unsettled and more than a little frustrated; she didn't understand why she had to wake up just before the best bit. She wondered if the dream was because she hadn't orgasmed since about a week before she threw John out. John had been the sole actor in the rare sex dreams she had before they split, but they were never this intense and her body was never left reeling as it was now when she awoke. She realized she was dreaming about Kate more and more lately but none of them had been sexual, at least not until now; they were mostly about her leading the choir or things that were happening at Sulgrave. But this dream made her realize she needed to face her growing affection for Kate.
Settling back into bed, she wondered if she could resume the dream even though she'd never been able to restart one in the past. After about an hour of trying, feeling even more frustrated, she gave up and got ready for work.
While heading back to her office after the assembly, she heard Kate calling to her. Kate noticed how tired and distracted Caroline looked as she led the daily announcements. She was worried about her and decided to see if she was up for a night out. Upon hearing Kate's voice, every hair on her body stood on end and she quickly whipped around to look for her. She momentarily gazed into the soft brown eyes she dreamed about, that is until the image from her dream of Kate in her thong sprung into her mind. She felt herself start to blush and had to break eye contact.
"I was wondering if you would like to go for a drink after work," Kate suggested, trying to ignore the strange expression that had just washed over Caroline's face. "Only it's Friday and we haven't had a chance to catch up for a while."
Caroline swallowed hard as she realized Kate was wearing the same black dress from her dream. Caroline, nodding her head, hesitantly said, "I can try to be done by 4 if that works."
"Great. You pick the place. Just text me later," she said as she turned to head to her classroom.
Caroline cocked her head to the side and watched her walk away for a second or two before she realized others might notice her gawking like a love-struck teenager. She quickly turned on her heel and resumed her strut to her office, but now she had a little more spring in her step than before their exchange.
Beverley had a fresh mug of tea waiting for her when she returned. She gratefully took a sip as she moved to sit behind her desk. She hoped the bracing brew would snap her back into reality since she was feeling more than a little distracted by the thought of seeing Kate after work. Shortly after she tossed John out, they would sometimes go for a drink and a chin wag. Although they started as friends, she realized she was having feelings for Kate she wasn't sure she could continue denying.
Despite the rumors about Kate's preferences, Kate hadn't made a move so she didn't know if Kate wanted more than friendship and there was no way Caroline thought she could ever make the first move. Her hesitancy wasn't just because she was Kate's boss. Instead, it had more to do with her not being sure she had the courage to 'go there'. But the last time they met for drinks, she noticed Kate had stopped at home first to change into a very sexy top and short skirt. Kate had even put on more make up than usual. On that night, Caroline felt there might have been a shift in Kate's intentions and it unsettled her as much as it excited her.
By the time she saw the bottom of her cup, she was lost in a daydream that picked up where her dream had ended. It was the sound of Beverley buzzing her over the intercom that brought her back to reality. As she responded to her assistant, she shifted uncomfortably in her chair, trying to ground herself back into reality since there was no cold shower available to cool down her desires. When the call was over, she began wondering if she had the resolve to kiss Kate and see if the reality was anything like it was in her dream.
By lunchtime, she had gotten little done and decided the only way she might manage to accomplish anything that afternoon would be to text Kate to solidify their plans for the evening.
How about meeting at mine instead of going out? The kids are going to John's for the night and I'll make you dinner. It's been ages since I've cooked for anyone other than the family.
She knew Kate was on playground duty so it didn't surprise her when she responded almost immediately.
Sounds perfect. What can I bring?
Nothing. The wine rack is full and I'll swing by the market on the way home. But how's 5 instead of 4?
See you then but don't go to any trouble. I just bought a copy of It's Complicated. Should I bring it?
If she'd had a mouth full of tea at that moment, she would have choked on it. Caroline's pulse started racing again at the thought of what could happen with Meryl Streep on the telly and Kate in that dress, let alone with Kate out of that dress. Finding her courage, and hoping to have the resolve to make her dream a reality, she sent her final text: Yup. It's a date.
Kate stared at her phone too stunned to respond. She couldn't tell if Caroline meant it was a date or just a plan. Her imagination raced at the thought of maybe finally getting the chance to make her wildest dreams of being with Caroline as more than friends a reality. She looked at her watch and mentally calculated that she could leave Sulgrave in just three short hours to head back to hers to put on her sexy new knickers just in case it really was a date.
