Katie
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Chapter 14
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 14 - High school lovers make the agonizing choice of breaking up before going off to separate colleges. Years down the road, there's a reunion. Between a broken marriage and mountainous college debt, plus years of separation, what chance is there of romance blossoming once again? From the well-known author of The Waitress, Sarah, Terror in the Snowstorm, Dad? I Have a Question, The Hunger, and others.
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Tear Jerker Workplace Cream Pie Oral Sex
She gave an exaggerated sigh. “Not trying very hard, are you? I not only said it, I did it.”
“When?”
“A number of times. You seemed to like it. I’ll give you a clue. The ‘I’ stands for ‘inside’.”
“That doesn’t help much.”
“Maybe you’ll figure it out when I do it again.” She turned back to her table.
T U T inside O Y T. What could she be talking about? We didn’t discuss it again until we got in my car after work. I pointed at the note. “Are you going to tell me?”
“Nope. You’re smart. You’ll figure it out.”
The next day I picked her up at her house.
“Well?” she asked.
“Well, what?”
She pulled the note off my dashboard. “Did you solve your puzzle?”
“No.”
“Really?” Her hand went to the inside of my thigh, softly rubbing from my knee nearly to my groin.
“Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me?”
“Playing with the inside of your thigh? I’d like to think I’m making your dick hard.” Her fingers traveled higher and found me. “Ah, there it is.”
I fumbled with buttons on her blouse while I drove until I could get my hand inside her bra. “You realize there’s not enough time to do anything about this before we punch in.”
She sighed and pulled her hand away to button her shirt. “I know, but we can think about it. Should I come over tomorrow morning?”
“Hell, yes.”
We kept our composure through our shift, but three times when Frank wasn’t looking, Katie dropped little slips of paper on my table. “T U T I O Y T” was on the first two. The last one said, “One of the ‘T’s stands for ‘thigh’.”
It was difficult to concentrate on work. T U T I O Y T, and one word was “inside” and another “thigh”. So far it sounded good. It hit me just before we left work. In the car I said, “I think I solved your puzzle.”
“Oh?”
“Tongue up the inside of your thigh?”
She reached across in the dark and fondled me as I drove. “Correct.” She unzipped my fly.
“There’s no place to park along this road.”
“I’m taking Mom out for breakfast tomorrow, so I want to go home. Don’t park. This is your reward for figuring out the letters.” She knelt on her seat and took me in her mouth.
“Oh my God, Katie.”