To all appearances, Karen was one of the most traditional, proper women around. Most everyone saw her that way.
It was an image she cultivated. She dressed quite modestly, she acted very proper in public, and she was outspokenly traditionalist. She was a fervent defender of the importance of traditional values. But underneath that was another Karen: a beautiful blonde who really liked sex.
Both of us were between relationships, so Karen had invited me to be her date for a party at the sorority house. Many of the girls at the house had a reputation, so the fact that Karen was a member had always seemed like an odd match.
I liked Karen and I found her attractive, and the party sounded like fun, so I happily accepted. Little did I know just how much fun it would be.
I always had good conversations with Karen. She was smart, knowledgeable, fun, and well spoken. This evening, I noticed that Karen was sitting a bit close, and the conversation was diverging from our usual topics in a rather interesting way.
Though we had danced a little, Karen told me she wasn't that big on dancing -- "at least not on the dance floor."
As she sat close to me, Karen had a request. "I could use another glass of wine," she said. I had thought of getting another beer anyway, so I went and got both of our drinks.
When I brought them back, Karen flashed a sexy smile. She snuggled up. I put my arm around her. I felt Karen's hand on my knee. Mine went to her lovely breast. Suddenly, almost impulsively, she gave me a kiss. Not a friendly kiss, but a very hot, eager kiss.
Karen's hand was on my thigh. I felt her thumb slowly, casually rubbing at my crotch. I grabbed her and gave her a long, wet kiss. I was intrigued. I wanted to see how far this could go, so I unhooked her bra. She smiled.
"Why don't we head upstairs?", she said softly.
"Karen?" I said quizzically. She just smiled and unzipped my pants.
"Ready?" she said with a smile. She took my hand and we went upstairs.
As we got to the door of Karen's room, she kissed me again, rubbing against me aggressively. I opened wide and gave her tongue. She grabbed my crotch.
As I lay on Karen's bed, she climbed on top of me and gave me a forceful, juicy kiss. She wriggled on top of me. I blew in her ear and I pulled her blouse loose. My hands toured her lovely, well-proportioned torso.