Friday afternoon with Kim
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I stopped at the store and pushed a cart around for a while. I wanted to get enough interesting food that we could stay in all weekend if we wanted, although I was sure that we'd be going out for dinner at some point. While there were plenty of staples at home, there weren't many interesting nibbly things of the "cheese-and-crackers-and-fruit" type and those were the things I focused on. Having known Kim for so many years, I had a good idea of the things she liked eating, which was almost anything, really; she was as omnivorous as I was. A woman that can keep up with me on sushi and likes spicy Korean food, barbecue, and curry isn't likely to have a lot of limits on the food she's willing to try.
I got a selection of cheeses, including a couple of locally-made chevrés and an Irish cheddar. I also made a point of getting a fresh mini-Brie and a slice of Camembert. I had some wine in the house, but a bottle of ice wine found its way into the cart because it was very sweet and the perfect sweet evening drink to have together. I also got apples, pears, and a couple of clusters of grapes, .
Dinnerish thoughts started coming to mind. I really didn't know if we'd end up staying in or going out, but I wanted to be prepared. I bought some prawns so I could make shrimp vindaloo and also got a couple of T-bone steaks. Halfway to checkout, I wheeled around and scampered off to the coffee aisle for a pound of French roast. While I was thinking about it, I snagged a small box of Godiva truffles and took a look at greeting cards. I read romantic cards for five or ten minutes and found one I liked.
Finally ready, I headed to the front and paid for everything. As I stood in line, I added a bouquet of mixed flowers from one of the convenience bins. They'd look good in the bedroom. On the way out, I bought five bucks worth of scratch tickets and a lotto ticket just for fun. My luck seemed to be riding high and, at worst, the state education fund would see $6 it hadn't had a few minutes before, so what the heck?
When I got home, there wasn't anything special in the mailbox from the day before except for a royalty statement, which unfortunately proved to be just a statement of accounts on a book that was still in print and had long since stopped generating money. I threw all the mail into the bags of groceries and walked to the door.
Even as I was getting the key in the door, I could hear Cookie and Fuzzball complaining. When the door was opened, both cats ran outside for a moment, then ran back in as I walked into the house. I was right: they
had
been fighting polar bears and crocodiles and I was getting to hear all about it. I picked each of them up and snuggled them for a moment, then got a can of food and dropped it in the bowl. The noise died down rather suddenly as two fuzzy faces got busy eating.
A quick survey: the house was in pretty good shape since the cleaning lady had been in only a few days before. I put groceries away and tucked the wine into the fridge to start chilling. The flowers went into a dark blue vase that I set on the bedroom dresser. It was a nice day, so I opened the bedroom windows.
Next on the list was email. I spent the next half hour sifting through a couple hundred emails. Most of them were fairly perfunctory and I skipped all but a couple e-newsletters. There wasn't anything from my publisher but my agency had sent me a note with an idea for the next book. Hey, hey! I sent email back saying that it sounded good and that I was going to be busy for the weekend, so I'd talk to them Monday.
There wasn't anything else I particularly needed to do so I turned on the tube to a movie I'd seen before and enjoyed and I jumped on the treadmill for the next 45 minutes. I grabbed a shower and did a load of laundry and looked at the clock: 11:30. Figuring Kim might be out of her meeting, I called her work line and left a message. About 10 minutes later, Kim phoned back.
"How'd the meeting go?" I said.
"The meeting was fine," Kim said, "but I kept thinking about getting away so we could start our weekend. At one point, I forgot what I was about to say, but I took a deep breath and it just looked like I was considering."
"Oh, good! So, shall you be able to break away soon?"
"Yup! As a matter of fact, I should be able to scrape my desk off in about 5 minutes and take off for lunch and not return. About half of the office does this on slow Fridays so it's no big deal. I should be there around 2:00."
"Excellent! I've just gotten in some exercycling, the agency has a new book idea for me they want me to look at, and the cats are fed. I'll hang out and wait for you and we can map out the festivities when you get here."
"I've got a list," Kim said, "but we'll discuss it later when I'm not at work. See you shortly!"
I went into the kitchen and put a small tray together of cheeses, fruit, and crackers for later that evening. At that point, I had nothing I needed to be doing so I laid down on the couch to watch some TV. Cookie saw his chance and leapt up on me and started purring. Pinned to the couch, I had no choice: I took a nap.
I woke up a couple hours later to Kim's voice calling "Hello?" from the front door. I hollered "One second!" and struggled to sit upright, which was a little more difficult now that I had both cats asleep on me. I made it to the door and kissed Kim hard. I said "Hello, beautiful! I've missed you."
"Which is why you didn't hear the doorbell?" Kim said.
"I was held hostage on the couch by the cats. They threatened me. I was only able to break away at dire risk to myself." Cookie wandered over and looked at us. "Ask them if you don't believe me."
Kim snorted and said "Your cats are notorious liars; I wouldn't believe them no matter what they said." Kim hugged me again and said "I am
so
looking forward to this weekend with you."
"Me, too!" I said. I saw that Kim had not only her gym bag, which was stuffed full, but there was a small overnight sized suitcase as well. "What did you bring with you?"
"Well!" Kim said. She picked up the suitcase and straightened the gym bag on her shoulder and marched towards the bedroom. "I've got fresh clothes so I don't have to look rumpled, a small make-up bag, gym stuff for me for tomorrow, and some surprises for you." She set the suitcase down in the bedroom and saw the flowers. "Oooh, I like that. Are those for me?" She moved closer to me and stroked my cheek.
"They are, sweetie." I took her into my arms and we kissed for a while. Kim's tongue was as magic as before. I broke off for a moment and she said "Awwww!"
"Before we get too distracted with anything else, I wanted to be nice and ask you how the rest of your day went," I said.
"Oh!" she said. "Well, let's see..." I felt her hand making its way down my front and she started tugging at my belt. "After I phoned you, I sent a few more emails, checked with my admin, and headed out the door. I got home about quarter after and decided I'd do some exercycling for a while before packing up." Kim wasn't having much success with my belt, so I said "Here, let me," and unzipped my fly and moved pulled my already-hard cock out. Kim wrapped her hand around it gently and said "Ooooooh, I like that you're ready for me already." She started stroking me very gently and continued.
