6. The Irresistible Temptation
By David Angelo

Catherine was halfway up the ladder slipping files back into their 
appropriate pigeonholes when a voice below announced, "It's the six month 
anniversary since you fell off that ladder  and you know what that led 
to!"  Catherine felt herself blushing slightly as she looked down at the 
grinning Joshua,  "Trust you to remember that," she retorted [3.The 
Photograph].
"I'm unlikely to forget  I never did quite get all the Coke stains out of 
my shirt, so I've prepared this time by leaving my Coke in the next room."
"It must be Wednesday," Catherine sighed, then she turned and looked down 
at him again, "but seriously Joshua, I thought we were going to forget 
about all that?"
"Well, actually  yes, but I had thought about it again just lately. You 
know how it is, you get increasingly casual after a while and things slip 
back to where they were over time. Have you never thought about it?" Joshua 
challenged, shuffling uncomfortably and wondering if he hadn't pushed her a 
bit too far.
Catherine busied herself with a few more files then came down to the first 
step and put two more folders away.  " I looked at the photographs just two 
nights ago," she whispered hesitantly as she felt her heart pounding.
After a long silence, Joshua muttered, "And . . . .?"     "And I thought 
they were rather beautiful - I also found them a bit unsettling," Catherine 
responded.
"Mmmm", said Joshua as he smiled and held out his arms. After a second's 
hesitation, Catherine raised her arms and allowed herself to fall backwards 
into his arms.  Joshua caught her under the arms and lowered her feet to 
the ground.  He kissed her neck and allowed his hands to fleetingly caress 
her straining breasts.  "Why don't you invite me around one evening and 
show them to me again? " he suggested as he released her and left the room 
with pulse racing and an unusual bulge in his trousers.  Catherine said 
nothing as she touched the burning spot on her neck where he had kissed her 
and looked speculatively at his retreating back.  The truth was that while 
she and David had not had any major rows like the one that caused the 
three-week separation six months earlier, they too had lost the special 
fervour that was so evident on their reconciliation.

Later that evening, Catherine teased David that they were back to their old 
ways without much in the way of romantic effort and that their sexual life 
had become extremely predictable.  "I hope you're not suggesting that we 
separate for three weeks again!  I couldn't handle all that drama again, 
although I must say that life was pretty exciting for quite a long time 
after we got back together.  By the way, I have been selected to attend a 
two-week course on microsurgery at Green Lane Hospital in Auckland so I'll 
probably be away the whole of that time.  They don't recognise weekends up 
there, so you'll have a two week separation anyway."
Catherine's pulse skipped a beat as she casually enquired, 
"Congratulations, when does it start?"
"They have unexpectedly been able to  'borrow' a British professor who is 
about to conclude a similar course in Sydney so they want to start it 
Friday week.  Who knows, the break might provide just the very scenario to 
spark things up again?"  " Who knows, indeed," concluded Catherine as she 
busied herself with the new curtains, immersed in a profound sense of guilt 
at the thoughts that had begun assailing her.
The news of David's course in Auckland left Catherine somewhat equivocal. 
She really did love him and thinking of the wonderful times that they had 
had after the brief separation still warmed her, but neither had she 
completely forgotten the unbridled passion and the sense of liberation that 
Joshua had aroused. Whilstshe worked over the curtains she wondered how or 
even whether to tell Joshua. Should she be as bold as she might like to be 
or take things a lot more quietly? She was confused and unsure what she 
really wanted. "Damn!" she thought, "why does life have to be so complicated?"
"Are you finished with those curtains? Is there something that I can help 
you with?" asked David. This interruption to her thoughts brought her back 
to reality.
"You are thoughtful. I think they're almost done - why, were you thinking 
of going to bed?"
He laughed. "Well now that you mention it; I am going to be away for a 
while and I want to have a hot image of you to think about during the 
lonely nights up there."
Catherine felt a tingle of excitement. Now this is more like the old David, 
she thought. "Never mind the curtains then, I can fix them tomorrow."
Catherine went quickly to the shower. She turned it on and began to undress 
in the bathroom whilst waiting for the water to heat up. She looked at her 
body in the mirror. Not too bad. She cupped her breasts. They were firm and 
the nipples were sensitive. "Who am I kidding?" she thought. David is the 
man for me. He takes a while to get going and sometimes he is not as 
attentive as he might be, but for all that, he is the most sensitive soul. 
I just love him. She jumped into the shower and washed the dirt and sweat 
of the day away (including the spot where Joshua had kissed her).
When she came in to the living room, wrapped in a towel David felt his 
excitement grow."I'll just go and jump in to the shower," he said, wanting 
to distance himself from the potency of her. "No you won't. Just come here 
big guy!"
David unfurled himself from the couch, awkwardly rearranging the front of 
his trousers to accommodate developments within, and took her in his 
arms.  She smelt delicious with that heady mixture of humidity and hair 
shampoo emanating from her.  Catherine wrapped her arms around his neck and 
pulled his lips down to hers. Her raised arms, combined with their body 
movements as the intensity of the kiss developed, caused the tuck in the 
towel to unravel and she could feel David's hands exploring her bare back 
and kneading her buttocks.
Catherine broke away from the kiss, letting the towel fall to the ground 
and gently pushed David back onto the couch where she whipped off his shoes 
and socks and undid his belt.  David felt himself growing more excited by 
the moment, especially by the sight of her beautiful breasts dancing 
enticingly before him.  "Slow down a minute, Sweetheart.  I just need to 
check out those nipples," he said as he cupped each breast in his hand and 
alternately sucked and nibbled at her now erect nipples. "Ohhhh that is so 
good," Catherine sighed as she thrust herself more firmly into his mouth, 
savouring the build up of orgasmic tension.  "My turn now," she claimed as 
she lifted his briefs over his swollen dick and planted her lips firmly 
over its length.  "Whoa!" he groaned after a minute, "You're going too 
fast."  Catherine released him immediately and straddling his legs, 
positioned herself above him and guided him inside her.  David felt his 
dick slide into her, as if on highly lubricated satin, and their pubic 
bones mesh together.  Her taut nipples pressed into his chest and their 
arms locked around each other with a fierceness that almost stifled their 
breathing.  They wriggled and squirmed against each other with increasing 
force as if trying to merge their very bodies into one.
Their orgasms were almost simultaneous as their deep throat kissing hurled 
them into a tumult of sexual ecstasy, and they clung to one another for 
physical support while their muscles variously responded to an overload of 
diverse signals.  Both cried out as involuntary spasms wracked their bodies 
and left them gasping.
"Flipping heck," muttered David, "I don't know how the body manages to 
survive that kind of treatment."  "You're the doctor  you should know," 
teased Catherine, "and if you think it's too dangerous, perhaps we 
shouldn't do it again!"
"Well, I couldn't anyway  do it again I mean! Not for a while. You are a 
temptation beyond man's resistance, my precious one," replied David as he 
caressed the silky skin of her back. "Phew, after that, what will you be 
like after I have been away for a fortnight?"
Suddenly, Catherine was assailed by a curious blend of delicious excitement 
and feelings of guilt at the thoughts that had come to mind when David had 
said he was going away.  She even wondered if that very fact had not itself 
produced the intensity of her recent passion with David. "I just love 
tempting you my beautiful David, the results can be really quite amazing 
sometimes, so you'll just have to wait in titillating suspense until you 
get back."

OooOOOooo

Joshua made no further reference to their conversation until the following 
week when at morning tea on the Thursday, he casually announced that Sukhi 
was going to be based in Auckland for ten days, relieving flight staff that 
normally operated out of Auckland. There were a flood of offers of meals 
and one enterprising young female staffer even offered to do his shirts, to 
which Joshua replied, "I had a pretty good arrangement to get my shirts 
washed, thanks. I'll have to see whether it's still OK."  Catherine felt 
herself going hot and cold but didn't get into the conversation.
Later, when he brought some new journals into her office, she challenged 
him, "You don't give up, do you?"  "Actually, it's not all that 
easy  especially when I thought of the photographs or rather the build-up 
to taking them. That was something really special  quite unique.  Of course 
I'd like to repeat it! You aren't really surprised are you; or were you 
hoping it could be forgotten  just like that?" Catherine, now in complete 
turmoil and not trusting herself to speak, finished the test she was doing 
in silence. Finally, she asked, "When is Sukhi going away?" "Tomorrow 
evening," and seeing Catherine stiffen, " why?" "For goodness sake, they 
might be on the same plane," she gasped.  "What are you talking about, 
Catherine? Who are 'they'?"  Catherine stared at him for a moment with her 
heart pounding and pulse racing, "David is also leaving on Friday evening 
for a two week course in Auckland. Now I must get on with my work!"
That evening Catherine mentioned to David that Joshua's partner was going 
to Auckland for a few days, probably leaving on the same flight. "You 
remember her, don't you  I'm sure you met at one of the lab 
functions?"  "Oh yes, I certainly do.  She is Indian - quite striking 
looking if I recall. Isn't she a flight attendant or something? By the way, 
I need some petrol so I'll call round the corner while it's not so 
busy.   Probably wont have time tomorrow and I don't want to leave you 
stranded at the airport.  Back in about fifteen minutes."
As soon as he disappeared, Catherine seized by a sudden urge, went into the 
bedroom, took off all her clothes and raced off to the shower.  With only 
fifteen minutes allocated, she had a very quick shower, towelled off and 
darted back to the bedroom. Here she spent a little longer, using her best 
deodorant, a dab of perfume here and there, a quick brushing of the hair 
and the coup de grace  the sexy black dress and shoes. She was about to put 
on her bra when she remembered that it didn't suit the dress so she decided 
that she might manage without the knickers as well, since that had driven 
him crazy last time, so she just slipped the dress over her head and groped 
around in the wardrobe for her shoes. As she moved she could feel her taut 
breasts and erect nipples sliding around on the soft fabric and realised 
that she was more than a little excited.
Catherine only just had time to organise the lights so that only the 
standard lamp in the corner was on, and begin to de-cork a bottle of wine 
when David pounded up the stairs. He gasped audibly at the sight of her, 
side on, as she struggled with the cork. The light glinted in her hair and 
the silhouette of her figure breathtaking. "I thought we should spend our 
last evening together for a while in style," Catherine offered as she 
poured him a glass of wine.  He moved forward and accepted the proffered 
glass, and watched an erect nipple trace a line under the material as her 
arm moved.  "Here's to us," he proposed.  They each had a quick but large 
swallow since neither could concentrate on the wine. David was completely 
preoccupied with her mystery lying barely concealed beneath the fabric. He 
put his glass aside and pulled her firmly to him. Her drink sloshed on his 
sleeve , then down his back as he met those engaging lips with his and 
began to explore her tongue.  The skin on her bare back felt like velvet 
and sent little shock waves through his system, as did the sensation of her 
pliable breasts that he could feel through his shirt.  They clung to one 
another for a long time, pressing so hard against one another that it 
interfered with their now laboured breathing. Finally, Catherine dropped 
the glass which landed on the couch and locked both arms around his neck. 
"Brother, can you wind me up," she gasped as his hands slipped under the 
short skirt and began to work their way back up to her waist across her 
bare bottom.  Realising that she was not wearing any knickers, he kept 
moving his arms up her back so that the dress rode up with them until she 
released her arms from his neck and allowed the dress to slide over her 
head. He stepped back and bent to kiss each nipple, then patted her bottom, 
"Lead on, my sweet".  Now wearing only her shoes, she sauntered off to the 
bedroom knowing full well how crazy she could drive him merely at the sight 
of her back and the elegance of her legs on medium heels.  After a moment 
of feasting on the glorious vision of her disappearing body, he quickly 
followed after her rapidly shedding clothes as he went.
When he reached the bedroom, Catherine was sitting on the bed resting on 
her elbows and holding out a shoe-clad foot to him.  David sank to his 
knees and lovingly undid the strap and slipped the shoe off.  Then he 
slipped her toes into his mouth and teased them with his tongue and teeth. 
Catherine slumped back on the bed with a squeal of delight as the first 
electric shock surged up her leg. After the same treatment to the other 
foot, he allowed his tongue to trace a line up the inside of her leg until 
it found the love spot. She gasped as his tongue made contact and sent 
waves of desire crashing up her nervous system.  Then she felt her legs 
raised and placed on his shoulders and his rigid dick slip smoothly inside 
her. He pulled on her thighs and brought her up hard against him.  She 
slipped her legs down and locked them tightly round his waist so that they 
remained coupled as he moved her sideways so that he could get on the 
bed.  David could feel her internal grip on him in a sensation that nearly 
climaxed him there and then.
Catherine felt waves of ecstasy wash over her. She reached out her long 
elegant arms and wrapped them around David's neck.She could feel him inside 
her and she realised how in tune they were with one another. The great 
thing about a relationship of long-standing is that one comes to rely on 
certain things. She kissed him gently on the forehead and said "What are 
you thinking?"
"Oh nothing much" he replied. "But I was thinking that I would miss you and 
certainly miss this in Auckland."
"Hmm" she sighed; "With your looks and body you will easily find another."
"Don't be silly. I won't even be aware of other women. The course will 
fully occupy me and I shall be so tired at the end of the day I'll just 
fall into bed."

Catherine moved slightly so that she could admire his body better. Then she 
began to kiss him long and passionately. The effect of his mouth over hers 
and the pulsating thrust of his tongue, wound her up considerably. She 
began to move under him, slowly at first in an almost lazy rhythm but then 
more quickly as the urgency of their passion grew. David pushed up on his 
arms and glanced down at their point of contact as her gyrations increased. 
He saw the wondrous colour of her skin and the contours of a flat taut 
stomach leading to upturned breasts, fully accentuated as Catherine raised 
her arms above her head and gripped the headboard for better movement. Her 
nipples stood out like ripened cherries, and like forbidden fruit, were 
unable to be resisted.  David quickly lowered his lips and drew deeply of 
their promise.  This was all that Catherine needed to send her over the top 
and with one final thrust from the bed head, felt the onset of a dizzying 
climax that rolled on and on and on.  Her head jerked back as she released 
a long drawn out moan.
The vigour of her movements had brought David to a high state of excitement 
that was super enhanced by the glorious sensation of her nipples slipping 
in and out of his mouth, but it was her cry of releasing ecstasy that 
triggered that beautiful moment in the sublime knowledge of their unique 
togetherness, and fired a climax that caused an involuntary spasm that left 
him weak and gasping, as nerve endings responded throughout his body.  He 
collapsed onto her and kissed her eyelids. Catherine cautiously released 
the headboard as if she might somehow float away without it, and tenderly 
wrapped her arms round his neck.
"Well, lover boy, that should give you something to remember while you are 
away.  I certainly will!"  They both drifted off into that lovely twilight 
zone of semi sleep, known only to satisfied lovers.

OooOOOooo

David had called Catherine Friday evening at her re-union, to report that 
he had arrived safely and that he was installed at the New President Hotel 
in Victoria Street and added, "Surprise, surprise! I sat next to Joshua's 
partner, Sukhi.  She is relieving for the next week or so on the Los 
Angeles run and will be based in Auckland."   Which brought Catherine a 
sharp reminder that Joshua wanted her to invite him around, on the pretext 
of seeing the photographs of course; that she had deliberately fallen into 
his arms the previous week and, worse, had enjoyed the experience!  She ran 
the dilemma through her head again; that she was fully committed to David 
but how wrong would it be to indulge in purely recreational sex with Joshua 
who was such a good and trusted friend and with whom she had had a previous 
relationship?
Came Monday, the laboratory was so busy with winter tests that she had only 
seen Joshua fleetingly in the distance for most of the day and she was 
surprised by a phone call to her flat the next morning, just as she was 
about to dash out the door, "Hi, Catherine.  What about bringing the 
photographs to work with you and I'll get them off you after work?" Without 
thinking, she agreed, rummaged in the chest and stuffed them into her handbag.
Catherine had just finalised and faxed her last report, long after she 
thought everyone else would have gone home, when she felt a vague 
disappointment that Joshua hadn't contacted her. The laboratory was kept at 
mid summer temperatures all year round, so before getting into her winter 
gear, she walked to the other end of the lab and discovered Joshua still 
frantically completing a meningitis test. "Hello, there. Can you hang on a 
minute while I finish? Would you believe this is the fifth meningitis test 
today and you know how fussy the boss is that the preliminary results be 
phoned back to the GP within thirty minutes of the courier arriving 
here!  Be an angel and get Doctor Eades on the phone for me."   Catherine 
busied herself with the phone list and soon had reception waiting so that 
Joshua could pass on the good news.  "I thought you must have gone home 
without the photos because I hadn't brought them to you," she said half 
accusingly.  "No way  it's just that I have been so busy that I haven't 
even had any lunch yet! But did you bring them with you or are they still 
in your office?"  "I have them here, but I'm not going to let them out of 
my sight so you can't take them away.  I don't trust you men  get a couple 
of drinks on board and next thing you are showing all your mates!"
"Catherine!" Joshua managed in his most indignant voice, " Don't put me in 
the same class of 'you men', but you are right, I wouldn't trust them 
either  one of them might offer a shoulder to cry on after telling Sukhi 
the news!   By the way, has everyone else gone home?" "Didn't see a soul 
down my end as I came here. What about the mini-lab?"  All gone," he 
proclaimed clearing a space for the photos, " but do hurry up, I've been so 
keen to see them again. Here, park yourself on this," pulling another 
backless mobile stool close to the desk.
Catherine sat as instructed, fished the envelope of photos out of her lab 
coat pocket and placed them on the desk but could not bring herself to get 
them out, suddenly feeling shy and embarrassed about her nakedness.  Joshua 
had no such qualms about his and quickly spread them out in a line. The 
silence was electric and their breathing seemed unnaturally loud.  "Just 
look at that," he said in a husky voice, pulling one of the photos down, " 
I had forgotten just how beautiful you are."   It was the photo taken in 
the mirror where he was standing behind her with his arm loosely around her 
waist. His finger traced a line down her softly moulded arm and perfectly 
sculptured thigh and leg, contrasting so graphically against his dark skin. 
"What a body! You're just perfect." Catherine felt herself getting hot 
under the skimpy lab coat from his obvious pleasure and appreciation of the 
picture they made.  She saw her taut breast and rigid nipple framed by the 
dark brown muscular arm and the beautiful body behind it, and realised that 
her nipples were now just as hard again. "Oh, look at that," he said with a 
low chuckle as he pulled another photo down, "you were shocked out of your 
wits by this one taken in front of the window to the street  but there was 
no escape!"  While Catherine was blushing at the memory, she could also 
recall the sensation of Joshua deep inside her and her horror as he had 
moved across to the un-curtained window with her legs around his waist, 
pinioned in a 'pornographic' pose for the world to see. Catherine was so 
preoccupied with reliving the event that she was scarcely conscious that 
they were pressed tightly together from shoulder to knee. The spell was 
broken as they both reached for the same photo and their hands 
touched.  Catherine jerked hers back as if she had touched an electric 
fence, but Joshua although startled also, shyly put his hand over her other 
hand that resting on the desk.  Her fingers felt warm and yielding as he 
allowed his fingertips to stroke hers. Slowly they spun on their stools to 
face one another and Joshua gently took her face in his hands and drew her 
forward until their lips met and melted together.  Nothing happened for a 
moment as they both adjusted to this new situation, until finally, the 
tensions of the last week erupted and their tongues began a frenzy of 
exploration.
Joshua moved his hands from her face and began to unpop the studs of her 
lab coat so that he could slide his hands inside. Catherine was so 
distracted by his kisses that she scarcely noticed what he was doing until 
she felt the shock of his hands on the bare skin of her back as they undid 
the clasp of her bra.  As she pulled back from him his hand slid round 
under her bra and cupped her straining breasts.  Her excitement was now so 
intense that she could barely bring herself to utter, " Not here Joshua. 
Please, not here."  "OK," he whispered, "just checking that all system are 
on 'GO' and that those beautiful nipples are responding". Still flushed 
with pent-up emotion she reached between the button of his coat and was 
given another jolt of excitement as she felt his dick straining against his 
trousers. "Oohh, that does feel nice," as she traced the outline of his 
erect dick "- your systems all seem to be on 'GO' too!"  "I'll say they are 
just looking at those photos nearly drove me crazy with desire again.  You 
said 'not here' so can we go to your place  it's closer than mine?" 
Catherine was not all that keen on that option either, but there weren't 
many alternatives, "I guess so, but I don't want to use the bedroom. 
OK?"  "That's good.  I understand perfectly and would feel the same if we 
were at my place. But Catherine, while we are waiting to get there, let me 
just refuel the memory batteries with the real thing".  Joshua released his 
grip as they both got off the stools and he reached forward to continue 
popping the buttons.  Catherine hesitated as  her instinct was to pull her 
lab coat closed again. "Don't be silly, now.  You have to take it off in a 
minute anyway!" Joshua cajoled. He finished the unbuttoning before the 
argument had, and slipped it off her shoulders. Catherine stood there 
sheepishly in only her knickers and undone bra which was askew revealing 
the bulk of a breast. "The photo doesn't do you justice," he gasped as he 
slid the bra down her arms. "Now no slumping forward," he commanded as he 
reached forward and made her pull her shoulder back and stand up straight. 
"You should be incredibly proud of your figure."  Catherine suddenly 
relaxed, "I'm not used to it," she explained, and continued not entirely 
mischievously,  "now it's your turn!"
Joshua looked stunned for a moment, preoccupied as he was with the vision 
before him. "Oh, OK. Not much to take off either.  See, just a few buttons, 
then 'presto'!" He whipped his coat open to reveal that he was only wearing 
trousers under the coat. Catherine reached forward and ran her fingers down 
his smooth chest to his belt. "Keep going," she commanded.  Joshua was 
nonplussed for a moment, having been entirely focussed on his need to see 
her in all her beauty, but he undid his belt and let his trousers slide to 
the ground. His enlarged masculinity was now easily outlined through his 
skimpy briefs. " Now we are evens," Catherine said as she stepped forward 
and buried her face and taut nipples in his chest.  Joshua lifted her face 
and began to kiss those delectable lips. They stood for some minutes, 
wrapped in each other, but with passions rising again. "We need to go," 
Catherine declared, "Let me go so that I can get dressed. It'll be freezing 
outside."
Reluctantly, Joshua released the golden girl from his arms and reached for 
his trousers.

                            OooOOOooo

Back in her room, Catherine opened her locker and recovered her 'street' 
clothes  a white heavy knit polar necked sweater, black slacks and 
overcoat.  She slipped off her lab coat, pulled up her slacks and was about 
to put her bra on but instead slipped it into her handbag and just pulled 
the sweater over her head, shivering at the sensation of the wool sliding 
across her still sensitive nipples. She forced her arms into the coat 
sleeves, gathered her bag and with coat flapping, met Joshua at the top of 
the stairs.
  "You look absolutely stunning!" he remarked, "so stunning in fact, that I 
need another kiss."  "Don't be daft!" she said, giving him a long soft kiss 
nevertheless, and seized his hand and lead him down the stairs. Catherine 
oscillated between a tremulousness about what she was doing and a rising 
sense of need to be sexually fulfilled but Joshua was wasting no time as he 
strode down the street on his long legs. When they finally turned off the 
main street into the alley that Catherine always gave a miss to when she 
was alone, Joshua stopped, glanced both ways, then pulled her to him. 
Gazing down into her upturned face, "Are you sure this is going to be OK 
for you? You have wound me up to the point where bulldozers wont be able to 
stop me in another minute!"   "I don't know," she wailed, "truly, I don't 
know and I'm all mixed up.  I'm just as wound up!  I want you desperately 
too, Joshua."  He stopped any further talk as his lips closed over hers and 
their kiss took on an urgency that had not been there, fuelled by their 
admissions of need for one another. "I'm going to burst out of these 
trousers in a minute," he complained as he hitched himself around into a 
more comfortable position. "Come on, we're almost there".  They almost ran 
the last few metres and then wasted time as Catherine first dropped the 
keys, then couldn't get them into the lock.  As the door swung open, "Josh, 
I really need a shower."  "So do I, but that is going to be the second 
thing we do."  "What's the first?" asked Catherine as she threw her coat at 
the hook, slipped out of her shoes and began to walk up the 
stairs.  "Little Josh, who is now big Josh, wants to slip inside you so 
fast that you won't realise what struck you until your head flies off," he 
promised as he kicked off his shoes and chased her up the 
stairs.  Catherine gave a squeal of indecision, because she couldn't make 
up her mind where to go.  Joshua caught her halfway up and grabbed an 
ankle, causing her to fall flat on the stairs, and slide backwards as he 
pulled. He was delighted to see that her sweater rode up her body as she 
slipped back, revealing the absence of a bra, so he kept pushing it up 
towards her head as he rolled her onto her back, revealing beautiful 
breasts and rigid nipples.  She raised her arms and tugged the garment over 
her head as Joshua frantically undid the buttons of her slacks and dragged 
them down over her legs along with her briefs.  She lay still momentarily, 
stretched out naked before him as he feasted his eyes on her but she 
suddenly rebounded and began hauling his shirt off him. She crouched on the 
stairs pulling at his belt and forcing his trousers and briefs down until 
she could grasp his now fully engorged dick in one hand as she put her 
other arm around his neck and pulled herself against him. Lips met once 
again in a frantic duel.  Joshua backed down and knelt on the bottom step 
and leant forward on his hands. Catherine slid down the stairs under him 
then thrust her hips up until the tip of his dick was at her beckoning 
entrance. "I want all of you  now!" she whispered urgently.  "I can't wait 
any longer anyway,' responded Joshua with his face screwed up with the 
concentration of holding back.  He straightened his legs as he leant 
forward which thrust his dick into her as far as it would go. As he filled 
her void, Catherine let out a long sigh and a ripple of a pre climax swept 
through her. She straightened her legs and allowed gravity to drive her 
hard up against his pelvis, adding delicious pressure to her clitoris.  She 
reached up and grabbed the handrails as he began to seesaw backwards and 
forwards. "My God you look so beautiful stretched out like that and your 
velvety sleeve feels so seductive that I can't hang on any 
longerrrrrrrrrrrr.!  Aagghh, I'm losing it," he shouted as his juice of 
life spurted into her in what seemed like an unending stream.  His body 
went rigid, and Catherine could feel herself going over the top as his warm 
juice flooded her and a display of cerebral fireworks blotted out her 
vision.  Wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over her as she hung tenuously 
from the handrails.  Finally, she just slumped under him as he too, 
collapsed from the rigid state he has been in. Neither moved until they 
recovered their breath.  Joshua, conscious of his weight on her, stiffened 
his arms and bent to kiss her tenderly. " I don't know whether I love you 
or adore you, but I do know I would like to eat you,  starting with your 
nose," he said as he gave it a gentle nip. Catherine gathered her wits and 
wrapped her arms around his neck, "That was just wonderful.  If I never 
have sex again, I'll be able to remember this moment. But seriously Josh, 
you'll ruin everything if you mention 'love'.  I just couldn't cope with 
that idea. Let's just stick with the idea of fantastic recreational sex, 
eh?  By the way, we need to move before I get permanent cramp in my 
rear!"  Joshua nudged her legs up round his waist, pulled her upright then 
stood unsteadily up. "Whoops.  Hang on now -  I  can't have your beautiful 
bottom sullied. Shower coming up," as he began to climb the stairs. She 
clung on to his gorgeous muscular body, feeling her still sensitive nipples 
getting a bonus massage as he wended his way to the bathroom. She slipped 
her legs down, but was still some inches off the floor as they remained 
coupled.  They both glanced into the mirror that was probably the cause of 
their pleasure in the first place and smiled at the contrast of colour and 
size. Catherine, still with her arms around his neck, looked as if she was 
glued to him, touching as they were from her shoulders to her toes, to say 
nothing of the still enlarged object deep inside her. "We forgot to take a 
photo," he remarked, "but I guess we should wait for something really 
original!"
They were drying themselves off after a lengthy shower in which they 
explored every inch of one another accompanied with large quantities of 
hair conditioner.  Catherine had been fascinated with his enlarged but no 
longer rigid dick, and had sunk to her knees and taken it in her mouth, 
marvelling at the softness of its skin as she slid her lips along it and 
teased it with her tongue.  Joshua for his part had sat on the shower floor 
and with water streaming down her body, had wound her up as he sucked all 
her toes and kissed the inside of her ankles. Then he pulled her to him 
and, kneeling, thrust his tongue deep in side her until she finally 
climaxed once more.
As she dried herself, Catherine became aware of a change in herself. That 
she no longer felt shy about her body and, to her surprise was enjoying the 
pleasure she knew that he derived by looking at her.  She played with him 
by casually, raising both arms to fluff up her hair after removing the 
shower cap, to ensure that her breasts were displayed to best 
advantage  all the while savouring the view of his overall manliness. "I 
have to say that you have changed me, Joshua.  Much to my surprise, I 
actually like the way you look at me. I sort of feel liberated!" She cupped 
her breasts and fingered her nipples.  "Well there you are then  it's not 
recreational but therapeutic sex you're having, so its got to be good for 
you.  But whichever, it has made me very hungry and reminded me that I 
haven't had any lunch yet. So, what say we go out and buy a quick 
takeaway?  What's the sexiest outfit you've got?"  "Ah, come with me and 
we'll see if this little number fits the bill." Catherine returned from her 
bedroom with her black cocktail dress on a hanger and a pair of sandals for 
inspection.  "Oh yes! Do put them on."  She dropped her sandals and held 
out a foot while he strapped them on and then bunched the dress up and 
slipped it over her head.  Joshua gasped as she pirouetted around 
displaying gorgeous areas of bare back and leg, along with a dramatic 
accentuation of her lovely figure. Joshua pulled her roughly to him as he 
launched a passionate kiss and slid his hands up and under the 
dress.  "Hey, cut it out," she gasped, "you were very hungry a minute ago, 
remember?"  "Weird man, weird! A second ago I couldn't wait for you to put 
it on, then when I see it on, I can't wait to take it off you! Really 
weird!  O.K. There is a takeaway close by my place, if you drive us there, 
I've got a nice bottle of red that I only tasted yesterday. It will wash 
the greasies down nicely."

Joshua fired up all the heaters in his flat, and they enjoyed their 
hamburgers with the bottle of wine on the rug by the light of the gas fire. 
Catherine sighed, "That was lovely thanks Josh. The wine is creeping over 
me and I suddenly feel as if I have had an incredibly long day and its only 
seven o'clock!"  "I know what you need  back in a mo'." Joshua struggled 
back with a large air-filled mattress that he arranged near the fire with a 
couple of pillows and an eiderdown. He bent down and took off each sandal 
swallowing her toes in the process and chasing his tongue up the inside of 
each leg to her knees.  As she stretched to savour the tingling sensation 
that chased through her system, he caught the bottom of her dress and 
lifted it over her head. "You look gorgeous sitting there in the firelight, 
but you'll be more comfortable over here."  Catherine crawled across to the 
mattress and snuggled into the pillow facing the fire.  Joshua returned 
with two glasses and a bottle of Cointreau and poured two generous 
measures.  He handed her a glass, then slowly stripped off his clothing and 
settled behind her.  "Cheers," they both echoed as they took a large 
swallow of the fiery liqueur.
Joshua traced a finger down her side, into the dip of her waist and up over 
her hip as he snuggled his dick into the cheeks of her bottom. The contact 
caused a surge of desire and an immediate enlargement that Catherine 
pressed against.  Dipping his finger in the  Cointreau, he circled the 
visible nipple with the dripping liqueur until it went rigid, then leant 
forward to suck it off.  Until that moment, Catherine was nicely relaxed 
having consumed a half bottle of wine, and the mouthful of Cointreau had 
enveloped her in a rosy glow  but Joshua's lips on her nipple had sent a 
vibrant shiver through her whole system. She rolled off her elbow onto her 
back and gazed at Joshua through half closed eyes, "That was nice.  What 
about the other one?"   "I have a better idea. Drain your glass and I'll 
just spread some Cointreau over little Joshua, then let him ease inside you 
like . . .this!"  Catherine felt his velvety smoothness slip inside her, 
then sucked in her breath at the sharp burning sensation of the alcohol on 
her super sensitive tissue. The burning soon abated and was replaced by a 
diffused warmth in her stomach and around her midriff.  She thrust her hips 
against him, "Ohhh, what a lovely sensation.  Do it hard and do it quickly, 
Josh."   Josh needed no further incitement and began to thrust into her 
more and more wildly as her cries became louder and louder until finally 
she thrust her hand into her mouth to stifle a scream of ecstasy as wave 
after wave of joyous energy swirled and washed all over her. As it began to 
subside, she could feel Joshua's pelvis grinding into her clitoris as he 
climaxed uncontrollably and his warm juice of life spurted into her. 
Catherine felt totally relaxed and absolutely exhausted, " Josh, we 
probably should never do this again, so I would just like to enjoy the feel 
of you filling me for a bit longer. Put your shirt under us and let's be 
more comfortable lying on our sides. They rolled sideways, readjusted the 
pillows and enjoyed the special warmth from pressed stomachs and 
thighs.  Josh was almost asleep but could feel Catherine flexing her 
muscles as she savoured the sensation of his softening dick.  He shaped her 
breast to a pyramid and tweaked the nipple and didn't remember much more 
for at least twenty minutes. When he awoke, Catherine's steady breathing 
showed that she was sound asleep.  He suspected that she was both 
physically and emotionally drained, knowing that she must have had a 
tempestuous battle with her conscience.  Dear Catherine, so loyal, yet so 
vulnerable.  He knew that she did not 'love' him, but he also knew that she 
liked, respected and totally trusted him. He felt very similarly about her, 
but since she seemed to be as physically attracted to him as he was to her, 
it was probably not all that surprising that their emotions 'boiled' over 
occasionally  especially when they were in daily contact. He felt himself 
slipping out of her and put a hand on her beautifully rounded bottom to 
pull her up against him. She stirred and tried to roll onto her back, so 
Josh followed her, pressing her beneath him as he found her lips and began 
to tease her tongue with his.

Catherine drifted out of a dreamless sleep and opened her eyes to find that 
the exciting sensation that had woken her, was real and that she was really 
returning his kisses.  Then she became conscious of the warmth and pleasure 
of the sensation around her pelvic area and flexed her muscles again, "Oh, 
that is so nice - we are still joined and it would be nice if it stayed 
like that forever. But Josh, I need to go soon. I don't think I should 
drive after all that alcohol I've had, but you could walk me home or I 
could taxi  what do you reckon?"
Josh gyrated his hips against her, "I want to walk you home.  I want to be 
able to stop and hug you whenever I feel like it. To be able to pull you 
against me and to kiss those lips. To be able to unbutton your coat and do 
something unimaginable in public!"  "You dreadful beast Josh, stop it or 
you'll set me off again."

They did all those things on the way to her place, including unbuttoning 
her coat and bunching her dress right up over her breasts. It was too cold 
for anything else but the cold air hardened her nipples and Joshua loved 
the feel of them through his shirt.  In spite of the cold, Catherine felt 
strangely liberated doing something as daft and senseless as that. 
Fortunately, Catherine had forgotten to turn the heaters off when they 
rushed out, so they place was beautifully warm on their return and they 
were able to thaw out. Josh theorised that they would warm up more quickly 
if they took off their cold clothing, as he helped her off with her skimpy 
dress.  They clung together in front of the heater as their desire rose to 
a crescendo again, " The last time I was here I said there were a few 
things we hadn't tried, do you remember?"  "Yes," responded Catherine 
cautiously. "The bedroom is out of bounds and we'll forget about the 
margarine, but you can choose between over the back of the settee or 
covered in honey on the kitchen table."  Catherine shivered with excitement 
at the recollection of the honey and kitchen table. "I'd like to try the 
margarine just once sometime, but I'll go for the honey now that I know 
what to do." Catherine lead the way into the kitchen, collected the honey 
from the cupboard, spread a heavy towel on the kitchen table, hitched 
herself up onto it and flipped the lid off the honey. "Now, watch 
carefully, there are no prizes for not getting all of it!" Catherine 
scooped a large dollop of honey with her finger and applied it liberally to 
each big toe, then smothered each nipple and a good portion of each breast, 
then with two fingers, inserted a blob deep inside herself.  Josh was as 
hard as a brick at this point and began the clean-up task with enthusiasm, 
starting with the toes. The sensation was so intense that Catherine lay 
back on the table as she felt his lips sending shivers up her legs. Then he 
moved to her breasts which he systematically vacuumed, sucking the nipples 
deep into his mouth as an encore.  Catherine was beside herself by the time 
his tongue began chasing the honey deep inside her and sensing her imminent 
climax, put her legs on his shoulders and plunged his eager dick deep 
inside her.  She came almost immediately, gripping the edges of the table 
as her head seemed to swirl in all directions, then, after a few more 
violent thrusts, Joshua released his mounting tension with an involuntary 
up thrust that almost lifted her off the table.  He felt completely 
immobilised for what seemed like ages, until he became conscious of that 
glorious sensation of the soft skin of her ankles pressing against his 
ears. He turned his head and kissed each ankle lovingly.  After a moment, 
he withdrew and helped her upright.  "Sadly, it's time for me to go my 
beautiful one or I'll be here all night.  If you don't mind, I'll take your 
keys with me so that I can bring the car back in the morning on the way to 
work. I'll let myself in about seven thirty-ish, if that is OK?"  He gave 
her a deep kiss and quickly got into his clothes and left.
OooOOOooo
True to his word, Joshua was climbing the stairs sharp on 7.30 and found 
Catherine in the kitchen about to prepare breakfast. She was wearing only a 
pale blue, three quarter length polyester dressing gown tied loosely around 
the middle, "Hi, you are just in time for breakfast unless you have already 
eaten."  Joshua admired her legs and then kissed her tenderly as he 
absorbed the aroma of hair shampoo and soap emanating from her, "Mmmmm, I 
can smell breakfast."   "Toast is all that is on the menu!"  "Oh, OK.  With 
honey?"  "I don't think that I should let you near any honey at all, as it 
seems to turn you into a sexual maniac!"  "Not so, it just gives me heaps 
of energy.  "Don't be silly. We haven't got time for that sort of 
nonsense  - have we?"  "Oh I don't know. The coach doesn't turn into a 
pumpkin until 8.15 when life returns to normal and we leave your flat.  So 
there is plenty of time for me to deliver on my threats!"  "Without saying 
'yes' to anything, just tell me what you would like to do anyway."  Josh 
reached forward and untied her belt, letting the dressing gown fall open. 
He touched her erect nipples and let his finger trail down her stomach 
until he was able to slip them into her wet entrance. "Actions speak louder 
than words, I always think," he replied. Catherine shuddered with pleasure, 
suddenly conscious of how moist she had become with the idea of having Josh 
inside her. She reached forward and slipped his trousers and briefs off and 
let her breasts brush across his erection. Joshua took her hand and lead 
her over to the sofa in the lounge and made her lean over the back of it. 
He slid his hands around her beautiful bottom and re-found her moist 
entrance, slipping his fingers inside, searching for that super sensitive 
love spot.  She gasped as he found it, circling it with the tips of his 
fingers as she began to thrust herself against him in her excitement. 
Sensing that she was getting close to her climax Josh positioned his dick 
at the entrance of her velvet sleeve and pressed it right in until he had 
that marvellous sensation of the backs of her legs against his thighs and 
her bottom moulding into his pelvis. She gave a long shudder as he bent 
over her to cup her breasts and tweak her nipples. Unable to contain 
herself any longer, she began to push back against him with increasing 
vigour until finally she clamped her internal muscles hard onto him and 
shuddered though a time stopping orgasm.  Josh was already in a high state 
of tension and he suddenly convulsed into a massive climax when she clamped 
hard onto him. His hands gripped her around the waist as if the squeeze her 
in half and he let out a long drawn out groan as his juices jetted into 
her. "My goodness  how you rev me up," he croaked, "I just want to consume 
you.  Quickly, turn around so that I can hug you."  She hitched herself 
onto the back of the sofa so that he could enter her again, then let 
herself press full length against him, feet dangling in the air, supported 
only by her arms around his neck and his hands on her bottom. They remained 
there for some minutes - fused together as one, until his arms gave out and 
he had to put her down.  They kissed hungrily as if to devour one another 
before the magic time was up and they had to return to real life. "I still 
want to devour you, but you've just time for another very quick shower, or 
we'll be late.