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I meet Kara at a Festival and Have the time of my life!.
I went to the festival to walk around and take in the sights. It was a beautiful fall day and the atmosphere was fun and relaxed. After taking in the various sights, I decided to have a drink at the beer tent. The line was long but when I finally grabbed a beer, I realized that finding a table would be even harder.
I found a table after a bit and settled in to listen to the cover band. It was a few minutes later when a beautiful woman sat across from with a few of her friends. They were chatting up about the festival and I was, rather impolitely, eavesdropping a bit on their conversation. I was new to town and did not know too many people but trying to meet them was my objective.
When one of her friends commented on the way the lead singer looked like a cross between Shrek and John Fogerty, I laughed. She said, “Are you listening to our conversation?” To which I had to admit that I was. I apologized and offered, “I’m sorry, that was a funny comment. I wasn’t eavesdropping but I did overhear it. I’m Tom by the way.” And i reached across to introduce myself. She said, “No worries, it was pretty funny. I’m Kara.” She introduced me to her friend Chrissy and Jen and I offered a round of drinks for my rudeness. They graciously accepted.
they held my seat for me as I returned with the drinks. Kara then asked, “Here alone?” And I said, “Yes, I moved here from Boston a few weeks ago to start a new job but I do not know too many people. I heard about the festival and figured I would check it out.” “Oh, new to town, eh? Well, the festival is a great time and we come each year. Have you checked out the axe throwing?” Kara replied. “Yeah, that was pretty cool. I also liked the jousting show and the turkey legs, what a thing?”, I said. “So you pretty much saw the entire festival then….this band is pretty good despite the Shrek ok alike.”, Kara replied. And I said, “Yeah, they are pretty good. What do you all do around here?”
Kara, the apparent ring leader, said she was in between jobs but seeking a role in merchandising. Chrissy said something about financial services which she hates and Jen was a very young stay at home mom. I kinda caught Kara checking me out from the side eye and I thought she was the cutest of the bunch so I asked about relationships. Jen had a husband and one kid. Chrissy had a steady boyfriend for over 3 years and Kara was single, in between relationships, like her career. I informed them I was single as we had a had a toast to our new friendships.
We hung out for another drink before I said I was going to check out more of the festival. Jen said she had to get home and Chrissy said she was heading home as well. Kara, to my surprise, said, “These guys are headed home, how about I show you around this festival?” And I relied, “Sure!”
Kara knew the place well. She was a good tour guide who took me to all the sights and sounds of the festival. Kara was in cowboy boots, cut off jeans and a flannel shirt topped by a cowboy hat. Her face was natural, or if she wore makeup, it was very minimal. Her eyes were brown and her hair matched. Perfect waves of curl flowing from under her cowboy hat. She was a very pretty woman with a great preview of cleavage that I had trouble not noticing.
We walked around for a while and decided to grab another drink at the Tiki Hut. A makeshift tiki bar that served overpriced Hurricanes in large plastic tiki glasses. They were refreshing after walking around for the day. I was interested in Kara and I think she could tell. I said to her, “Thanks for showing me around the festival. It is clear you have been here before and know all the good spots. I owe you dinner for this.” She replied, “No need. Happy to show a new boy around. Especially one as cute as you!” She grabbed my hand and headed to the dance floor. We danced for a bit and she would rub against me, twerk against me and just be a general flirt. I enjoyed it immensely. We were getting along very nice. A good balance of flirty and wit.
I was getting thirsty and Kara said, “Let’s take a break and grab a drink!” I couldn't agree more and ordered two light beers that were very much needed. As we drank our beers, I said to Kara, “Hey, you are quite the dancer!” She replied, “this is nothing. You should see me in the club, or better yet, on my pole at home!” “Pole?”, I said. “Yeah, I have a stripper pole at my house. I use it for exercise as it shred my abs.” She replied. “I see”, I replied and made a mental note that I need to see her on that pole someday!
We danced a while longer and the festival was drawing to a close for the day. I thanked Kara for a fun day and asked if I could see her again sometime for that dinner. She replied, “Well, you have to give me a ride home since my friends left! So, yeah, I can get you my number.” I had no problem taking her home as she did me a tremendous favor showing me around the festival.
We walked to my car, a Jeep, and Kara said, “Nice Jeep. I like that the top is off!” I laughed at that and said, “Would you do the honors of a playlist?” And handed her the cord to plug into the radio. She entered her address and then she picked a Spanish salsa station that I had not heard of before but carried a great groove. We meandered through traffic as I watched the directions and enjoyed the tunes. Kara was dancing away in the crisp fall night and the cool air felt good after the sweaty dance session and day at the festival.
We pulled into her driveway. A cute townhouse that that looks well maintained. I leave the ignition on and say, “Well Kara, thanks again for a great day! I really enjoyed getting to know you!” And she replied, “What? No nightcap? I was hoping for a nightcap!” She turned and shut the car off and took the keys out of the ignition before I could catcher her. She jumped out of the car and skipped to the front door. Her ass looked amazing in those jeans, I will have to admit. So I gather up my phone and headed behind her.
Inside, she asked if I wanted a drink, and I accepted with, “Sure, whatever you are having.” She walked into her kitchen and said, “Make yourself at home!” While I heard ice from the refrigerator clanking into glasses and then them land on the counter as she poured the drinks. She comes back, tosses her hat to land on the chair but misses. “I’ll get that later…..”, she says. I laugh and she hands me a bourbon on the rocks. I am pleasantly happy as I needed this after the festival. I cheers her and we take a long pull off the bourbon. “Bullet?”, I ask and she nods yes.
She walks over to the Bluetooth speaker and presses it on as she fumbles with her Spotify to put on a Motown Station. Sam Cooke comes through the speaker and I say, “Man, what a great time for music, the Motown Days were, arguably, the best days.” And she turns to walk back while shaking her hips gently to the music. “Yes, these were great days for music!”, Kara says.
Kara says, “I am a bit sweaty from the day. Do you mind if I take a quick rinse? It will only be a few minutes.” I say, “No, I don’t mind.” And Kara scampers away to get her things for her shower. She comes out of the bedroom with her clothes in her hand and walks into the bathroom. She does not shut the door all the way, in fact, she leaves it cracked open about half way. I hear the water start and begin to have wild thoughts race through my mind: She wants company?
I hear her get into the shower and decide to take a large risk. I gun down the rest of the bourbon and walk slowly to the door of the bathroom. I can see her silhouette in the frosted glass door and she takes the shower wand and moves it across her body. I walk in. I start to undress and slowly knock on the shower door. “Want some company?”, I say. She is a bit startled as she opens the door covering her naked body. “What makes you think that?” she says. I reply, “Well the door was left half open so I figured you wanted me to watch or to join.” She takes the water wand and sprays me as she pulls me in. She looks even more stunning without clothes—her body is firm and toned, with the faint lines of a summer tan that hint at a bikini. I look her over before settling on her beautiful brown eyes. She wraps her arms around me and we kiss deeply. I take her by the small of her back and press her into me, feeling my desire grow.
We kiss for a while before we soap each other up, our hands gliding over slick skin, exploring every curve. The warm water rinses away the suds, and we take turns with the shower wand, teasing each other with the spray. The sensation is electrifying, and we both know where this is heading.
We decide to move the fun to another room and we dry off but stay naked, our bodies still humming with desire. We get into the bedroom and the pole is there. Kara jumps onto it and spins around, then flips upside down, showing off her strength and grace. I walk over, and she locks her legs around the pole as she takes me in her mouth, bringing me to the edge of pleasure. I stand there, lost in the sensation, my hands in her hair.
She releases me and twirls down the pole. I help her up and we kiss as we fall onto her bed. Our bodies press together as we make out, our hands running wild over each other's skin. I lower down and kiss Kara all over her body, from her neck to her collarbone, down her stomach, savoring the scent of soap and her natural warmth. She spreads her legs, inviting me closer. I kiss the inside of her thighs, working my way up, teasing her with my breath. She is breathing heavily in anticipation, and she gently pushes my head toward her center. I accept the invitation and taste her, my tongue exploring her most intimate place as she moans with pleasure.
I continue to pleasure her with my mouth, and she pulls my shoulder, asking me to swing around. We shift into a position where we can pleasure each other simultaneously, lost in the mutual giving and receiving. The sensation is incredible, and we both lose ourselves in the moment.
I slide a finger inside her, and she responds by arching her hips. I focus on her most sensitive spot, and soon she is overcome with a small orgasm, her body trembling with release. She continues to stroke me as she rides the waves of pleasure. I can feel her warmth and see the evidence of her arousal.
She pushes me off and pulls me around so I am behind her. She turns her neck to kiss me, and I can taste her on my lips. She lifts her leg and guides me inside her. We move together in a slow, deliberate rhythm, our bodies connected. I reach around to touch her, and she rubs herself, soon reaching another climax. The sensation of her tightness and the slow pace drives us both wild.
She recovers and slides away, then climbs on top of me. She positions herself and slides down onto me, taking me deep inside her. She moans with pleasure as she begins to ride me, her body moving with increasing urgency. I can't believe I am with this gorgeous woman, and I reach up to touch her as she moves.
She enjoys the feeling of me inside her and holds still for a moment, savoring the connection. Then she begins to move, slowly at first, then faster, building a rhythm that drives us both toward the edge. I reach to touch her where she needs it most, and she places her hand over mine, guiding me. As the tension builds, I grip her hips and pull her close, and we climax together, a wave of pleasure washing over us.
I feel myself release inside her, and she moans as she feels my warmth. We hold each other tight as the sensations ebb and flow.
She slides off me and curls up beside me, and we share a tender kiss. We lie in each other's arms, spent and satisfied, and soon drift off to sleep, dreaming of doing this again.