Chapter 34

Cattie took my hand and put one on her ass over her tights and the other on her breast over her shirt. I could immediately tell she didn’t have a bra on under that flimsy t-shirt. I didn’t have time to think too hard about that because then we were kissing.

My hand on her ass squeezed instinctually, my fingers curling just a little into the crack of her bum as I pulled her closer to me. She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck, pulling my head down firmly to keep our lips locked.

Kissing Cattie was a new experience all over again from the others. She was insistent and hungry for it, her chin bumping mine as she worked her lips and our tongues slid and played. She hummed happily into my mouth, and I groaned somewhere in my chest. More than with any of the other women I’d kissed today, my nose filled with the scent of her, a warm almost woody smell I would have put to a men’s body wash except it was cut with a floral overtone.

My hand massaged her tit through her shirt and I could feel her nipple getting hard through it. I slid my other hand up from her ass, and it slipped under her tee and came up her bare side. She nodded a little into the kiss, giving me permission, and I went further, wrapping my fingers around her bare tit and quickly starting to tease her nipple.

The crowd of girls - and JC - were going wild at the kiss. It was a dull roar in my ears of whooping and whistles and catcalls. My world was this kiss for a long moment, and for another moment I was wondering what Cassidy was thinking. What she was feeling, watching this.

I slid my hands from Cattie’s delightful breasts and brought them both down to her ass, palming her firm cheeks and squeezing her again, and then lifting her up. She made a surprised ‘Mmm!’ as I did so, but didn’t break the kiss. Instead, she wrapped her legs around my waist, kissing down at me and arching her body to press her tits against my upper chest.

I took two steps forward, back towards her seat, and slowly lowered us down onto my knees, and then down as I pressed her back to the floor while she clung on to me with her arms and legs. We didn’t break the kiss once. Finally, with a last little spar between our tongues, I pulled away and Cattie and I just grinned at each other in messy happiness as the girls around continued to jeer and catcall.

We’d never hit on each other. She was my fiancee’s best friend ever since they met up at a Con over two years ago. I’d always had a brief concept of lust for her - she was gorgeous. But never had either of us ever thought we’d share a kiss like that.

I gave her another peck, firm and friendly and quick, re-establishing the boundary. She laughed and nodded, knowing what I meant.

“Wow!” I said, standing up and rubbing at my face. I turned to Cassidy. “Babe, I don’t know if our parents will like it, but that is the kind of kiss I want at the altar.”

This set up a round of giggling and laughing from almost everyone. Heather was clearly faking a smile, and only partially responded to Cattie sitting up and throwing her arms around her girlfriend and whispering to her. On the other side of the circle, Cassidy was laughing so hard she was crying, and it clicked for me that it wasn’t from the laughing.