Hooking up with Cathy

[EltonC]

Cathy cut my hair for three years while I was in grad school and we dated for a little over a year of that time. Sex was great, but how we originally hooked up is a story worth telling. I was into her from the start, petite blond with small breasts, but I had gotten a down blouse view the second time I saw her. A cups with massive puffy aureolas with huge nipples. I was very interested. There was a lot of flirting going on both ways, she’d ask me if I liked to go dancing, what clubs, etc. Learned she had gone to a catholic high school that overlapped the district of my public school, so we had many mutual friends. I told her about a club I liked that she had never been to and she said she and her friends would have to check it out.

I made sure I was there the next Saturday and she was there with her friends as I had hoped. She looked great - white shorts with a sleeveless black top showing a peak of midriff. Then her friends - the image of these four girls is permanently etched in my mind. Roommate Vicky was a buxom, sandy haired girl-next-door type in a peasant blouse and denim skirt. Lori had jet black hair and olive skin wearing a form fitting sleeveless black dress. Finally Kelsey, red haired with pale, freckled skin in a white sundress. All four were hot. After the brief hello, Cathy took my hand and dragged me onto the dance floor. We spent the evening together dancing, breaking for a drink to talk in the quieter room of the bar. After the mandatory conference in the women’s restroom, her friends left and we closed down the bar dancing and making out a little. I walked her to her car where we made out a little more and I felt her up a little. She declined an invitation to come by my place, but we exchanged numbers and promised to call each other. She called Monday, we talked for a long time and made plans for a Saturday night date. We talked a couple more times that week; I was really looking forward to Saturday.

I usually went out for a long run or bike ride on Saturday mornings, this day I chose the bike. We had a couple of great bike paths that were only about two miles away from each other by my place, they went north ten miles into the suburbs, where they ended up about five miles away from each other. I had worked out ways to and from them without going on busy roads, made about a 25 mile loop. I was coming south maybe three or four miles from my place and had stopped to fill my water bottle. I heard this “hey stranger”, turned and it was Cathy running up towards me. She gives me a huge kiss which I return. She had this awesome matching set of shorts, sports bra, baseball cap, white with blue trim. She looked really nice, lots of skin. She asked if I wanted to go running with her and I said yes, but I didn’t bring a bike lock with me. She suggested I could take the front wheel off and it would fit in her car. So we walked back up to her car and put the bike in her hatchback.

So we set off running, her pace was about a minute slower than my usual, so it was an easy gig for me. We were getting just past my street when she said she wanted to turn around, her goal for the day was seven miles. I said we should push the distance and go down to where the path ended south of campus, if we ran out of gas we could get my car and I’d drive us back. I knew this distance to be four miles down and back and started to push the pace because I really wanted to get her into my apartment. Sure enough, she said she’d had it a little south of my street so we walked up towards my apartment. All I can say is I wanted to jump her bones big time.

As soon as I shut the door, she was kissing and hugging me. After a minute, she said we should stretch, so I led her into my living room, grabbing a couple of towels so we could wipe off some of the sweat - both of our bodies were glistening. She had a routine she did so I joined in. As we were finishing, she was rubbing my nipples and I was rubbing her breasts, I pulled her sports bra up over her head and she raised her arms so it came off easily. I switched off between her breasts while she rubbed my nipples. She pulled me up to kiss me and then leaned down and started licking and sucking my nipples. She commented how salty my body was and I said that hers was too. Then I asked her if she wanted to take a shower to rinse all of this off. “Together?” she said. “Sure”, I replied. She started pulling off my bike shorts, then took off my shoes and socks. I removed her shorts and shoes as well, then led her into the shower stall.

Once the water got warm, I took the sprayer and started rinsing off her body, rubbing my hand across every surface I rinsed. Then I lathered her body up with soap, and shampooed her hair. As I rinsed her off, I followed the sprayer with my mouth, licking and kissing the entire way. When I was done she did the same to me. We then stood under the spray kissing and hugging, grinding against each other. I moved the spray so it was aimed towards the seat in the corner and moved her over and had her sit down. I kneeled in front of her, spread her legs, leaned in and started licking her clit. She came in a few minutes. When she was done, she stood up and had me sit down, kneeled and started stroking and sucking me. After about a minute, she looked up and said “warn me, I don’t want you to come in my mouth”. I said ok, and she continued. In a couple minutes I warned her I was close, soon after that I said “now”. She pulled her mouth off of me but was only a few inches away and the first two blasts hit her right in the face. She kept stroking but aimed me down and the rest coated her chest. When I finished, I held her arm and helped her stand up and used the sprayer to wash her off. We stood under the spray for a few minutes in each others arms until we started to run out of hot water. After I turned off the water, I grabbed a couple towels and we dried each other off.

We moved into my bedroom and lay down, she told me we couldn’t fuck because she wasn’t on the pill and she didn’t trust condoms. I was fine with that since I was getting my dick sucked. I had her sit on my face, its a position I’ve always liked, then she had me straddle her and skull fuck her against the headboard. I warned her when I was cumming but she swallowed every drop. She said some got in her mouth in the shower and it wasn’t that bad so she figured she could take it. We cuddled for a while and I fell asleep. I awoke to her stroking my cock, pulled her into a 69 position and we had another round.

After a while, we got dressed - she didn’t want to put her sweaty clothes back on so she borrowed a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt from me, they were huge on her. Drove up to the park and I got my bike and headed back. Dinner was still on. We had nice romantic dinner, went back to her place for a couple more rounds of sex and I ended up staying the night at her insistence. The next morning we were having coffee at the kitchen island. I was wearing the clothes she had borrowed, she was in her robe which I carefully arranged so it gapped open and I could see one of her boobs. Vicky came out to get coffee and bent over to get a mug out of the dishwasher and her pjs gapped open giving us a full view of her huge boobs. Cathy and I looked at each other and continued our conversation, when she left I said “wow”. She reached down and grabbed my dick, it was rock hard, she said “you liked that I guess”. I reached into her robe and said that yes, I liked boobs. She’d give me shit occasionally because she would catch me looking at Vicky’s boobs every once in a while. I’d remind her I was only looking, not touching. And she never told Vicky about her PJs being so revealing so I didn’t really feel guilty about it.

For the next couple of months, that was our Saturday routine. She worked at the salon until 2 and I would go into the lab to get work done, we’d meet up, have a run, then stretch, have shower sex and more sex. I’d typically cook dinner as I was a good cook and graduate student income didn’t really allow meals out. She got promoted to assistant manager which meant she had to close the salon on Saturdays, so we shifted to Sunday afternoons. She would also cut my hair off the books after closing for free and we had some fun. I’d unbutton her blouse or she would just be topless. Got a few BJs in the chair, pleasured her a few times as well. It ended when I was starting to look for work as I was close to finishing my dissertation. She said she was willing to move with me since she could work anywhere but I’d have to convert to Catholicism so we could get married. I questioned why we needed to be married for her to move and that pissed her off big time. I wasn’t even religious, and would have felt like a hypocrite. We lasted a couple more weeks, but things were clearly going to end. Oh well, met my eventually wife about three months later anyway.