Saving Kat's Life Pt. 03

"When we went to my apartment this morning. I had it in my closet. I wore it sometimes for my cam shows. That got me thinking when we went to the mall and I thought I'd have a little fun. Then I got the idea to have a little more fun, so..." she left it open ended.

"Well, I can't deny it was fun," I told her. "Where did you learn to deep throat? That amazed me."

"I practiced on some dildos so I could do it for my cam shows. I'd get a lot of tips when I'd do that," Kat confessed.

"Well, practice makes perfect and damn, you were perfect Katherine," I told her.

"Hah, you'd say that even if I didn't deep throat you. All guys think blow jobs are perfect," she told me.

"Not necessarily. Sometimes it's rough, too much using the teeth, not enough suction, etc.," I told her. "Maybe I'm fickle."

"Fuckable? Yes, you are!", Kat laughed and kissed me.

"Yeah, the ladies are just beating down my door. You're just another woman in my overflowing harem," I said with sarcasm.

Kat laughed and grabbed the front of my shirt in a faux threat, "I don't want to have to cut a bitch, so you'd better drop the other women."

I laughed hard at that! "Ok, Katherine! They're fired."

"You're not as dumb as you look," Kat told me. "How about a shower?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. Let's go," I answered her. Kat climbed off me and stood up. She bent over to pick her panties of the couch. I stood and picked up my shorts and underwear off the floor. Kat stood in front of me and she was indeed taller by five inches.

"How's the weather up there, Stretch?" I asked Kat.

"What? Oh, the heels! Yeah, they're certainly high, huh? I bought them today. And I wore the new garters and stockings with them. I see you liked them," Kat stated.

"Oh, I love them both. Really like the heels though. Makes it a little easier to kiss you, like this." I bent down not as much as I used to and kissed Kat. "Guess you're going to have to wear them all the time now."

"Dream on," Kat told me. "They're sexy as hell and make me taller for you, but they're not all that practical. I can't see how some women can wear these all day." I must have looked a little disappointed so Kat said, "I guess I could wear heels a little more around here, for you."

"I'd like that. Thank you," I told her.

"C'mon, lets shower," Kat said and grabbed me by my now flaccid cock. She led me up the stairs, holding me by my cock. She looked down at me, over her shoulder. "Heel."

"Woof..." I replied with. Kat giggled and we walked up the stairs to my bedroom.

Once we got to our bedroom, Kat sat on the edge of the bed and moved to take her heels off. I stopped her. "Allow me," as I knelt in front of her and placed her left shoe on my thigh and undid the ankle strap. I slid the platform off her foot and kissed her toes through the stocking. I then took the other shoe and did the same thing.

"Stand up, please," I said to Kat. Kat stood in front of me and I put my arms around her waist and found the zipper in the back of her skirt. I unzipped it and it dropped to the floor. Kat stepped out of it and I picked it up and put it on the bed. Kat was in front of me, her bald pussy (except for the strip of hair the cat was walking on) was right in front of my face. I looked up at Kat and started to unbutton her shirt. Kat started to run her nails slightly over the top of my bald head which sent chills down my neck.

I removed her shirt and then unhooked her bra from the front. Her nipples were hard, and the piercings had been put back in. I cupped her breasts in my hands and ran my thumbs over her protruding buds. A small, contented sigh escaped Kat's lips as she closed her eyes. Leaving her breasts, I unclasped the garters and rolled the stockings down her individual legs and over her feet. As I reached around her to undo the garter belt, I kissed her tight stomach and licked around her belly button, nibbling at her tattoo.

Kat purred, "That feels so good," and slightly pushed my head down. I pushed Kat back on the bed and lifted her legs over my shoulders. I kissed and licked the inside of her thighs, working my way up to her shaved pussy. Kat sighed again and told me she wasn't going to last long. That was my cue as I homed in on her swelling clit. It took less than two minutes of licking and sucking of her womanhood for her to start bucking and shoving her hips into my face. Her orgasm was quick and beautiful as Kat trembled in its aftereffects.

"God, what you do to me," she whispered to me, her eyes closed, a tear ran from her eye. I stood up and pulled my shirt off. I was naked and hard. "Come on, lets get a shower," I told her. I held my hand out and she took it as I helped her off the bed.

We did indeed take a shower but those first few minutes where the soaping of each other's bodies, turned into us making love in the shower. We held each other as the water fell over us, just reveling in the feeling of two people being in love.

After drying and dressing again, Kat went back to her wet look leggings and t-shirt. I tried to convince her that the schoolgirl outfit was okay with me, but she shut me down. Can't blame me for trying, she looked so sexy in it. "I'm going to put makeup on and text Angie," Kat told me. "You don't need makeup, Kat. You're a natural beauty," I told her. Kat blushed and kissed me as a thank you.

I headed downstairs and got some leather cleaner from under the kitchen sink and cleaned off the spots where Kat had squirted. There weren't that many spots, but they needed tending to. I put the cleaner back under the sink and went and got my phone.

I had two messages, one from Trooper Bob and my son Andy. The message from Bob was simple. 'NO DAX YET.-BOB'. The second message from Andy said for me to call him. I sat down in my recliner and called Andy.

"Hey dad! What's up? Andy asked.

"Hey buddy. Well you asked me to call you."

"Oh, yeah. Well Charlie called me this morning, freaking out. He said you had a girlfriend and that she was a goth girl and that you may be on drugs."

I laughed at him telling me his brother's description of our phone call. "Yeah, that's kind of accurate."

"Dad, you're not on drugs, are you?"

"I don't know. I did lick a toad this morning... should the walls be melting like this", I joked.

"Dad, seriously? You're okay? No mid-life crisis?"

"No, nothing like that buddy. Here's what happened," and I proceeded to tell him the story with Kat, Angie and Dax.

"Dad, you amaze me, you know that?"

"You mean besides being a wonderful father, role-model and all-around good guy?"

I heard the audible sigh he made. "Yeah, you're all that and the bag of chips. Seriously, dad. That's nice you're doing this for her but, you're not taking advantage of her are you?"

"No, Andy. We're taking things one day at a time but, we are in love. It's been quick but, we're not running out to get married...yet."

"DAD!"

"Just kidding buddy. No but we do have very strong feelings for each other. And apparently, I'm quite the sex symbol with three goth girls, or so I've been told."

"Oh Lord!", Andy exclaimed.

"Hey, you'd like Kat's friend Angie. She's hot and I think she'd go for you. She liked your picture."

"Dad, really?" he sighed.

"I'll send you a picture of them both. My Kat and Angie," I told him. "So, how is training camp going?"

"It's pretty good. I think I can make starter. I'm having a great camp."

The pride I had swelled inside of me. "That's great Andy! I'm very proud of you. You work hard, you earn it!"

"Thanks, dad. I appreciate it."

"So, you're not upset at me having a younger girlfriend?"

"No, I'm not upset. I'm kind of shocked but upset, no."

"Thanks buddy. I will send you a picture of her and Angie. Don't discount her. She's a stone-cold fox."

"What?"

"She's hot, Andy. Hot."

"Oh. Old guy talk. Gotcha."

"Say goodbye, Andy," I laughed.

"Goodbye Andy," he said and disconnected the phone.

I smiled and put my phone away. I headed downstairs to look for gift wrapping paper to wrap Kat's present. Rummaging around, all I could come up with was Christmas gift wrap. Well it was better than nothing. I grabbed that and the gift out of my trunk and headed into the kitchen to wrap what I'd bought Kat earlier that morning.

After wrapping her gift, I headed upstairs and looked for Kat. She was sitting cross-legged on Charlie's bed, talking to Angie on the phone. She looked so cute. Kat blew me a kiss and told Angie to hold on a second.

"What's up, babe," Kat asked.

"Wanted to check on what you wanted for dinner. I was going to take out some ground beef," I informed her.

"That's great but I'm cooking for us tonight," Kat said.

"My cooking that bad?"

I heard Angie yell something, but I couldn't make it out. Kat put Angie on speaker.

"YES! Your cooking is that bad!" Angie yelled.

"Hush Angie! No, it's not. I just want to cook for my man," Kat told me.

I got a warm feeling when Kat said that. "Okay, you can cook for us tonight. Oh, and hello, Angie. Miss you."

"Hi Allan! Miss you too, just not your cooking."

"Bye, Angie," I chuckled and rolled my eyes. I blew a kiss to Kat and headed back downstairs to take the meat out of the fridge. Kat could decide what to cook. I moved her gift to the living room and then called my work to call off for tomorrow. I turned the television on and caught a baseball game in progress.

After a short bit. Kat bounded down the stairs and sat in my lap. "Hi babe! Miss me?" Kat asked.

"Of course, baby girl! How could I not miss you?"

"You always have the right answer," Kat replied and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. "What have you been up to?"

"I texted Trooper Bob and talked to my son Andy. Oh, by the way, do you have a picture of you and Angie together," I asked.

"Yeah, of course. Why?"

"I wanted to send Andy and Charlie a picture of you both so they can put beautiful faces to beautiful people."

"God, when you say things like that, you make me want to cry,", Kat said.

"Don't cry. Just smile," I said to Kat and pushed back some hair from her face. Kat did smile and kissed me on the lips.

"Let me send you a couple of pictures." Kat pulled her iPhone out and texted me three selfies of her and Kat together, then took some selfies with me and we looked at them.

"Ugh, well there is your definition of beauty and the beast," I cringed. I really don't like seeing myself in pictures. I've never thought of myself as good looking; just average.

"Stop it! Allan, you're a very handsome, sexy, kind, gentle man. And I love that man," Kat told me as she looked into my eyes.

"Liar. But I'll forgive you this time," I told her.

"Ugh, MEN!" Kat exclaimed and stood up from my lap. "Hey, what's that," Kat asked, pointing at the wrapped box in the corner.

"That's a gift for you but, you can't open it until after dinner," I told her.

"For me?"

"Yeah, don't you remember I told you about it at the mall?"

"Oh, I guess I forgot. I'm not used to getting gifts."

I stood up and put my arm around Kat's shoulders. "You deserve to be showered in gifts," I told her. "I'm not a rich man but, I can afford a few nice things for you."

Kat looked at the gift and then up at me. "You don't need to get me anything, Allan." She sniffed a little. "What you're doing is keeping me safe and I don't need anything else." She put her arms around my middle and held me tightly.

"Okay, then it's not a gift. Call this an investment on your future," I explained.

Kat looked up at me with a confused look. I kissed her on the forehead and said, "Don't worry, you'll get it when you open it. But now, how about we get dinner started?"

"Okay but, I'm cooking," she said.

"So, you do agree with Angie then," I said.

"Nooo! I want to cook for my man, like I told Angie." Kat then let go of me and headed to the kitchen. She turned and looked over her shoulder and said, "Maybe." Then she stuck her tongue out art me and giggled.

"Oh, you re so going to get it", I exclaimed as I chased her into the kitchen. I grabbed her by the waist as we made it into the kitchen, and I picked her up. Kat squealed as I set her onto the kitchen countertop. Kat had a grin on her face.

"Ouch!! My butt is sore from where you punished me," Kat said. "I hope you're not going to punish me again," she said demurely and put her arms around my neck.

"It'll be much worse this time. This time, I'm going to force you to eat my cooking."

"You monster," Kat whispered as she leaned in and kissed me.

"Yeah, I'm horrible, huh?"

"Terrible." And we kissed again for longer.

Kat and I were starting to get more heavily into our kissing when I broke it up and told her we had all evening ahead of us.

"Monster," she said again and smiled at me. I lifted her off the counter and set her down on the floor.

I showed her the ground beef in the sink, defrosting. "It's your kitchen tonight, Kat. So, do with it what you will."

"I love to cook. I'll make us something easy but delicious," Kat offered. "I just need to see what ingredients we have, and I'll get dinner. Now scoot. Go watch TV."

"You're the boss," I told her, and scooted. I went back to my recliner and got my phone out. I texted the picture of Kat and Angie to both Andy and Charlie, plus the selfie of us. Maybe Charlie would calm down and hopefully Andy might be a little interested in Angie. I knew Angie and Owen have a thing but, one never knows.

I watched the game for a bit, then headed out to the kitchen. Kat was listening to some music from her phone while tending to a pan on the stove. "Something smells great! Anything I can help with?" Kat turned around and reminded me that I was to scoot but I could start setting the table. So, I grabbed plates and utensils and glasses. I went back and grabbed the red wine and filled our glasses.

"Ten more minutes until dinner," Kat informed me.

I took the plates out into the kitchen and set them on the counter. I stepped behind Kat at the stove, bent over and put my arms around her waist. "How's the sexiest chef in the world doing?"

"She's fine but she's doing to smack you with a pan if you don't let me be," Kat scolded me.

"Alright, alright. Just wanted to let you know I was thinking of you."

"You're sweet but I need to finish. Now go sit at the table," Kat ordered.

So, I went, and I sat. Kat was cute but she was a tyrant when she was in the kitchen. I guess I understood that she claimed the kitchen now that we were a couple. I am not a smart man, but I know when to stay out of a woman's way when she set her mind to something. So, I mentally bade a fond farewell to my former kitchen and wished it good luck.

Kat came out holding two plates. She served me and then sat down to her own plate. She smiled at me and asked, "What do you think?"

I looked at my plate and I had meatloaf, with tomato sauce, rice, and green beans. It looked great and could not wait to taste it. "It looks delicious," I told her. I took my fork and cut a piece off and put it in my mouth. It tasted fantastic! It was sweet and just a little savory. Hints of mustard and a little barbeque sauce in it. The look on my face as I chewed let Kat know I was enjoying it. She exhaled in relief and started to eat as well.

"Kat, this is wonderful. You did a great job with this," I complimented. Kat looked down and smiled a thank you.

"I know it's only meat loaf, but you didn't have much in the way of ingredients. I guess we'll have to go grocery shopping together so I can teach you how to care for yourself properly," Kat told me.

"With you as my teacher, I'll be sure to learn quickly. How did you learn to cook so well?"

"Andrea's mom taught me. When I lived with them, she took me under her wing and showed me how to cook and sew. That's where my passion for clothes design comes from. She made quilts and dresses. I loved making my own blouses and skirts," Kat explained. "I love to cook, and I love to design clothes. I have Andrea's mom to thank for that."

I finished off my plate and went to go get seconds, but Kat stopped me. She got up and took my plate from my hands and told me to sit. Kat returned with another plate of food and set it in front of me, with a kiss on my cheek.

"Kat, you know I'm not going to expect this when you move in with me. I don't want you waiting on me..."

Kat dropped her fork. "You want me to move in with you?" Her eyes were wide.

"Well, yes. If you want to. I would love for us to live together and see where we go with our relationship. We just need to talk it over with Angie about how it's going to affect her and her situation with a roommate. But, yes, I want you to move in with me."

A tear dripped down Kat's cheek and she sniffled.

"So, will you? Will you move in with me?"

Kat nodded silently and then got up from the table. She walked over to me and sat in my lap and threw her arms around me. She nuzzled into my neck and said a soft, "Yes. Yes, I will move in with you Allan. God, you make me feel so loved. You make me feel so safe. You make me so happy."

I held Kat as she sat in my lap. I felt so much in love and I'm sure she did by the way she clung to me. I kissed her and said, "I am so happy you've decided to move in. I've missed love in my life and now I've found it again with you. Thank you for coming into my life Kat."

Kat wept softly and looked at me. "I've never known love like you've shown me. I'm not even sure I was ever in love before. I do know that I love you, Allan. And I've never felt like this before. If this is love, I don't ever want to lose this feeling."

Kat kissed me very softly and looked me in the eyes. "Tell me again you love me, please?"

"I love you Kat. I truly do love you." I kissed her as softly as she had kissed me.

"How about we finish dinner and then head upstairs," I suggested.

Kat's eyebrows wiggled and she asked with a smile, "Didn't you get enough today?"

"Oh, well...heh, we can do that too but, I wanted to see your fashion designs that you were telling me about," I replied.

Kat's expression changed to a surprised look. "You do? Honest?"

"Cross my heart. I really want to see them."

"Wow. I didn't think you'd be interested in it," she said.

"Why not?"

"You're a guy. Guys aren't interested in things like fashion."

"Well, Kat, if it's something you like, it is something I can try to take an interest in. Plus, if there is lingerie involved, you're going to have my individual attention!"

"Butthead!" Kat said and slapped my chest playfully.

"Seriously, hon. I want to see what you're doing creatively."

"God, I don't know why I deserve you but I'm a very lucky girl," Kat told me.

"Yep, you're a pretty lucky girl. I'm a hell of a catch," I kidded her.

"Didn't I just call you a butthead, or didn't you hear me?"

We both laughed and kissed quickly. Kat left my lap and we finished up our dinner. We cleaned the table off and put our dishes in the sink. I told Kat I would do the dishes later.

We went upstairs to Kat's office, formerly known as Charlie's bedroom and Kat fired up her desktop computer. She opened some program, and up popped a couple of sketches she had done. Kat explained her fashion designs to me. Skirts, dresses, t-shirts, leggings, and accessories like belts and jewelry. Honestly, my eyes didn't glaze over as she described her vision for her designs. I got into it with her.

In all, Kat had about 60 fashion plates as she called them. Her enthusiasm was tempered with a bit of realism because, like she said before, she needed to put together her creations. She had cloth, and some patterns cut out, but they needed to be joined and she couldn't do that until school started again.

"So, that's where I am with my designs. What do you think?"