Kate breathed in sharply as Caroline placed her hands on Kate's hips. They'd just finished a succulent dinner cooked by Caroline and now they were in the kitchen. They'd nearly completed cleaning up when the blonde caught Kate checking out her arse. She smirked and sauntered over to Kate, pushing the teacher backwards by the hips until Kate was up against the edge of the kitchen bench.
Kate's pulse raced. She could smell Caroline's expensive perfume, combining perfectly with the aroma of Caroline's own scent. It was a heady mix and Kate gripped the bench tightly, trying not to respond.
"Like what you see?" Caroline's smirk grew into a Cheshire Cat grin.
Kate cleared her throat, daring herself to jump into whatever was coming. "I do actually."
An eyebrow rose under the blonde fringe. "Is that so?" Caroline challenged her. "We should do something about that..."
Kate swallowed noisily, the flare of desire rising up from within.
Caroline leaned even closer. "Would you like me to do something about it?" she purred, eyes travelling down to Kate's nipples, tellingly prominent under the shirt. "I think you would."
Caroline lifted a hand, hovering over one of Kate's breasts, waiting for Kate to arch into the touch before grazing a perfectly manicured fingernail over the hard nipple. She chuckled low and carnal when Kate hissed. "I think you are incredibly sexy, Kate." She leaned towards Kate until her mouth was only inches from Kate's lips, breath already a little ragged.
"Would you like me to kiss you, Kate?"
Kate suddenly expelled air she was unaware she'd been holding. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely.
Caroline's blue eyes darkened, stained with need. Her hands gripped Kate's hips more firmly while her lips lightly grazed Kate's. She kissed her with soft lips again, then leaned back to look into Kate's eyes, finding them full of liquid heat. Kate craned her neck forward, wanting more. Caroline moved with the certainty of destiny, capturing Kate's full lips with her own.
Caroline's tongue seductively licked Kate's bottom lip, causing Kate to whimper softly before opening her mouth to let Caroline in. She wrapped her arms around the blonde, caressing her back before sliding down to grab Caroline's perfect arse. God she was ready for so much more.
Caroline moaned into Kate's mouth, the vibration catching them both unaware, momentarily causing them to halt.
"Christ I want you," Caroline gasped, the admission reflected in blue eyes full of lust.
Kate sifted fingers into Caroline's glorious hair and pulled her in tightly for a passionate kiss. Having successfully navigated past tentative first kisses, this time there was no stopping them.
The kiss was a luxurious exploration of lips and tongues. It was wet and wild. Hands caressed and explored, hips moved of their own accord; both of them were hunting for more.
A bell chimed in the background, pushing irritatingly into Kate's consciousness. She ran her hands over her body, chasing the remnants of her dream like wisps of smoke in the breeze, but Caroline had vanished, leaving Kate breathless and urgent with need. It was gone. She groaned with loss and disappointment. Kate rolled over and hugged her arms to her body. She loved and hated this crush. On mornings like this, her desire for her boss felt like an addiction, a craving she couldn't satisfy. It left her jittery and out of sorts, needing a long run to find some equilibrium.
Kate flung the duvet off her body and rose in a smooth, long-limbed action reminiscent of someone much younger than her 42 years. She was lucky her dad had been athletic, as she'd inherited his genes in that department. She dressed in shorts and a T-shirt, and did a few stretches to loosen her muscles prior to her run. As soon as she had on her running shoes, she bounced down the stairs two at a time and flew out the door.
Jogging slowly to warm up her body, Kate had time to prioritise her day. A bit of housework in case Caroline came over, a bit of food shopping, and a couple of hours with her dad. If she were lucky she'd fit in a call to her mum as well. That left her a good two hours for deciding what to wear; plenty of time to panic!
Kate settled into the rhythm of her footsteps, the continuous flexion and contraction of her limbs performing a moving meditation as she ran past the early morning dog walkers. She breezed by most of them, but smiled when she saw an old Border Collie walking slowly with a short, white haired man not far up the hill.
Martin McDonald was at least eighty and still had fantastic posture, but his arthritis often played up and Kate would sometimes take 'young' Jock for a stroll, or collect groceries for the old man. She'd adopted Martin as part of her family since finding out he'd lost his partner Hamish to cancer. He was the only neighbour she felt she could talk to since she'd moved from Leeds. She'd told him all about Caroline and while he was a little apprehensive on her behalf, he was also excited for her.
Kate slowed to a walk and fell in step beside Martin, dropping a gentle pat on Jock's soft fur.
"How are ye lassie?"
"I'm well Martin. You?"
"Cannae complain." He chuckled, enjoying the greeting one they used every morning. "Whit's new with ye wee lassie from school?" He was old enough to know that having a crush on your boss was not wise, but wise enough to know advising young Kate of this was not going to win him any friends. He adored Kate and was delighted enough to live vicariously through her. He envied that times were more accepting for her than they had been for he and his Hamish. He kept his counsel to himself.
Kate beamed. "We're going to the cinema this afternoon." She could barely contain her excitement, or her nerves. "I've no idea what I'm going to wear," she admitted.
"The pictures? Ye'll think of something tae wear."
Kate chuckled. "I know." She wondered if clothing might be how she indicated to Caroline that she was interested. Just how butch would she need to go? And would Caroline even recognise it? She had no idea what clues Caroline might pick up, so it left her more confused than ever. She brought her mind back to her neighbour. "Do you need me to do any shopping this weekend for you? I'll be going out later and I could drop it off about lunchtime."
"Nae lassie. Are ye seeing ye Da?"
"Yeah. He was good last week so I'm hoping he'll be okay this week. We'll see." Kate gave Martin a brief smile. They both knew that Kate's dad was unlikely to be good two weeks in a row.
"Guid luck wit him."
"Thanks Martin. Enjoy your walk." She patted Jock again before striding faster up the hill, stretching her legs and shaking out her arms, which always carried her tension when she ran.
Martin called out as he waved goodbye, "See ye efter, lassie."
She waved as she kicked into a run again, pulling away with ease. No extra jobs to do for Martin meant she had more than enough time to get ready for Caroline. Caroline. She couldn't help the smile that leapt onto her face any more than she could keep the extra spring from her stride. She made it home less than twenty minutes later. Her day was off to a great start, and although she enjoyed her much needed run, it did nothing to alleviate her nervousness about how her day might end.