As the final installment of our discussion of risky sexual behaviors, inspired by Mistress's correspondent back in River City, we flashback to the Clinton era. In those day, Mistress worked for a large company and often traveled to our nation's capitol and other cities around the country for her job.
That's how she met Kate. Discussing Kate brings me back to a picture I've seen from an elegant evening event. Kate's standing in a group that included Mistress and several of their associates. Kate is taller than Mistress (making her around 5'9 or so), slender, long dark hair. Both are in slinky dresses suitable for cocktail hour. Both have long legs, displayed by dresses that end several inches above their knees. And Kate is glancing sideways at Mistress with what can only be described as raw lust in her eyes. But maybe that's just my imagination?
Nevertheless, let's go back to our recent dialog while laying in bed the other morning as we strolled down sexually naughty memory lane.....
"So what about Kate, Mistress.... wasn't there a scene you once described where she did you with her toes in a restaurant?"
"Hmmmm..... oh yes.... that was a good one."
'Where was that....."
"At a restaurant in DC.... we were both there for some sort of industry dinner....."
This must have been a two night (or more) trip, freeing them up for an intimate dinner for two.
Mistress and Kate first "hooked up" while at another meeting, in Cleveland. Kate was married, just like Mistress at the time. This was Mistress's first (reported to me) encounter with a woman. But apparently not Kate's. Somehow things just ....evolved t.... hat evening.
"We were drinking at the hotel bar. She was clearly flirting with me....and somehow we ended up back in my room..... I remember when we got inside that she pushed me up against the wall and kissed me.... "
"did she undress you Mistress?"
"No. I undressed myself".
"Why you little vixen!"
"I was a little drunk, slave..... and she was very aggressive. I guess I just went for it that night...."
They ended up sharing a bed that night, and things evolved between them from there, with a series of encounters in various cities over several years.
So back to that restaurant in DC.
"So you were having dinner and...."
"And she started teasing me with her foot, running it up my leg..... promoting me with her toes to spread my legs....."
"And you cooperated?"
"Why not..... it was hot....."
I'm not sure why this was important to me, probably my own tights fetish, but I asked....
"Was she wearing hose, Mistress.... or were her legs bare?"
"Hose, slave....."
"And what about you?"
"Naked, slave....."
"Undies?"
"No undies....."
"Really..... why was that?"
"I guess I was being a tease, slave. Sometimes undies just get in the way."
Clearly the two of them knew where things were headed that evening....but Kate decided to start a little early.
"So she began stroking your folds (they weren't clean shaven in those days) with her hose covered toes?"
"exactly slave....."
"Did she make you come that way?"
"What do you think?"
I could imagine Mistress slowly succumbing to Kate's toes, first with some amused resistance, but then, as she persisted, beginning to undulate her hips against Kate's persistent assault until she gasped with submission and release. Hot.
"How did you react when you came, Mistress?"
"I was pretty timid about it slave.... we were in public, after all....."
"So what happened afterwards, Mistress....."
"Back to one of our rooms.... there was lots of oral sex that night....."
As their lives and jobs evolved, there were fewer opportunities for the two hotties to get together, and they lost touch. Bummer. But at least there are some good (and sexually inspirational) stories from those days to kindle our imaginations.
They are nice to reach back to in these days of social distancing.... thanks to Drew for the inspiration for this stroll down memory lane!