Seth Smut

So, first base is kissing, second is coping a feel, third is petting down below and a home run is intercourse, right? I've been married too long – I used to know these things!

Oh, and to clarify – I am not Stephenie Meyer. Her characters, plots, caffeine hang-ups and big ass royalty checks are not mine. Damn it all.

Chapter 2 ~*~

I love hearing Kate scream.

I love her sighs, moans, gasps and those panting sounds that increased in frequency. I love hearing her call out my name when she cums – drawing out the vowel sounds. But best of all is the screaming. I love my wild, noisy girl.

It's a damn good thing we never hooked up when I was still living with my mom. My sister, Leah, was always a pain in the ass, teasing me about what I was up to locked in my bedroom. She'd have gone berserk hearing Kate. Thankfully, Kate's apartment was in the far corner of the complex property – two bedroom, one bath, bungalow style – no one could hear a damn thing as I sucked on those pink nipples so hard that my beautiful Katie screamed.

We ended up at Kate's place both other times we went out. She knew I had roommates and frankly, they are total slobs. Bringing a girl back there just didn't ooze class if you know what I mean. Besides, Kate deserved better than to be ogled by my horny friends.

See, right there – what am I thinking? Who am I? This girl has completely messed with my mind. Whenever we are out, I'm totally nervous and awkward. I'm scrambling to act like a gentleman, treat her respectfully and take her nice places, when all I really want is to paw at her boobs and fuck her sideways so hard she screams.

She's just the hottest thing ever; as tall as I am with long legs that beg to be wrapped around my waist. I know she's all flexible since she did ballet as a kid. But Kate's more than beautiful and sexy. She just kills me with her 'I'm not taking your shit' attitude.

The first time I ever saw her, she dropped me. Right flat on my ass. And it hurt like shit too. Her class at the gym was finished. I was checking out her very fine ass through the glass partition when I had the brilliant idea of trying to impress her. So, I go over and ask if I can help her out, you know, work on moves together.

She gets this coy smile, "Sure, I could use some help with this flip we tried out in class."

So I'm thinking it's like a cheerleader flip where she's going to be bending over backwards, and I just can't wait to spot her. Maybe I'll grab an ass cheek or caress her thigh as she bends. So I say, "Oh flips, yeah that's cool."

"I don't know if it will work; are you sure you want to help me?" she says all flirty.

At this point I am so full of myself and completely lost in a testosterone haze that I say, "Oh, honey, I won't let you get hurt." Totally clueless, I even give her a patronizing wink.

Next thing I remember is being slammed onto my back and staring up into her icy blue eyes. She smirked, "What d'ya know? It worked," she said, and stalked off.

Oh shit.

That did not go well. If there was any chance of salvaging this I needed to hurry:

1. Pull my chin off the floor and get my mouth working again

2. Drag my sorry, sore ass out of the gym classroom to catch up with her before she drives away

3. Get her to talk to me as I trail her to her car like a pathetic puppy

Not my finest hour.

As I blabbed incoherently about how beautiful she was and how much I wanted to see her again and how I'd never met anyone like her before and how hot she looked in her sweaty workout clothes, she simply stood by her car silently.

Eventually, I realized how big of an idiot I was being and so I tensed, waiting for her to flip me on my ass again, right there in the parking lot.

She didn't.

She just looked me over and hesitated, as if she was trying to come to a decision.

"I am having dinner tomorrow at Gustavo's on 5th Street; you may join me there at 6:00 p.m."

"Wait," I said as she turned to go, "What's your name at least?"

"Kate," and she drove off.

Fuck me – it was the hottest thing ever and she didn't know my name or even seem to care.

Dinner at Gustavo's was a trip. I knew I needed to pull shit together; so I dressed nice, brought flowers, and generally pulled out all the stops. I felt like it was a fuckin' job interview only layered in sexual tension.

Kate was wearing this black dress that clung to her every curve. Her hair was up and she had on these fuckhot glasses to read the menu. I never got turned on before by the whole naughty teacher/ librarian thing, but it is totally front row in my spank bank from now on. My dick was hard the minute I sat down.

After we ordered, she got right down to it, "So, tell me about yourself."

I talked about home, school, job, etc. briefly, and because I'm not a complete nimrod, I asked about her interests and we traded the pertinent details. She's working at a law office; I'm an assistant for an architectural firm. She went to an East Coast college; I went to the local state school. She's an only child of divorced parents who died when she was young; I still have to deal with an overbearing older sister and a meddling mom.

The food and conversation were good, and I felt like we were clicking. As the evening drew to a close, she said, "Well, Seth, you managed to redeem yourself tonight. I didn't think that was possible after that pathetic attempt to pick me up at the gym. I'm working long hours on a case that will go to court this week, but I'm free Saturday." She stood up and turned to walk out of the restaurant.

I called out to her, "Can I at least get your number, Kate? I'll call you about Saturday."

"Oh, you won't need my number to find me… come on," and she walked away.

I just stared at her in surprise.

Ok cool, I could go with this – and here I thought that the evening was over. I walked out following after her.

She stepped off the curb outside the restaurant and grabbed my hand. "I live across the street... there," she pointed to the apartment complex on the other side of 5th Street.

We reached her door and she pulled out her key. She looked right at me and slowly asked, "So... would you like to come inside, Seth?"

Oh, hell yes.

Kate, I would soooo very, very much like to come inside – I'll come on your breasts, between your legs, in your mouth – wherever you'll let me.

I just nodded.

~*~

Alright, you pervs – join the club.

What was the location of your best kiss/ fondle/ fuck?