Kitty's Dinnertime Play Date

Kitty is super excited today! Wanna know why? Kitty has a play date scheduled with Freddie tonight after work. One of the things I love about Freddie is that his house is less than a mile from my office. It's funny though, you would think that play dates would be easier since we are both single but alas Kitty and Freddie still sneak around to avoid issues with our kids. Kitty never ever brings strange men for sleep overs and Freddie...well he has an adult son that works at night so his sleep schedule is not exactly convenient for early play dates. Tonight should be interesting as far as that goes.

Yesterday was a little rocky for Freddie and Kitty. Kitty was in one of those naughty moods but not just horny naughty...more like bratty, "I want my way and I want it NOW" naughty.

Freddie and Kitty were texting about getting together. Freddie asked when Kitty was next available. Kitty said "Saturday". Freddie asked if he could "get back" to Kitty. Kitty did not like that answer. Kitty does not mean to be a bitch. Believe me I don't but as Kitty and Bill agree, Kitty needs COCK and Kitty needs COCK NOW!!!

So Kitty sent Freddie a text basically saying that he can "let me know" but if something comes up in the meantime Kitty is going to do it. Freddie said something like "No problem. I don't want you to miss something fun. I can work with you on that."

Okay...WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?!?!?!? Kitty was so annoyed by that response I was beside myself and at the same time realized how completely immature I was being.

Later in the evening Freddie started texting Kitty. Kitty was short with Freddie initially but once we got into our conversation Kitty realized that Freddie didn't intend to blow Kitty off for Saturday. Freddie just doesn't move that fast. In Freddie's defense, he warned me about this the first time we met. Freddie said he didn't want to interfere with Kitty's everyday life. Kitty told Freddie he NEEDS to be stronger...more authoritative at which point Freddie told Kitty to "get your ass over here! I am hard for you NOW!" And just like that, Kitty was wet.

Okay so maybe there is a happy medium for where Freddie needs to be when it comes to authority. Yes, being ordered to service him at 11:00 p.m. on a week night may make Kitty wet. It may be super sexy and Kitty may be tempted but let's not forget, Kitty has young impressionable children who would wonder what the hell is going on if Kitty suddenly ran out of the house that time of night to meet Freddie.

In the midst of our texting Kitty made the mistake of admitting to Freddie that his voice makes me wet. Damn if my phone didn't ring in seconds and damn if it wasn't Freddie trying to get Kitty to touch myself while he talked to me. Now Kitty for whatever reason is just not into the phone sex. Don't ask me why but Kitty did assure Freddie that I would be using my bullet and picturing him fucking me while I did. Kitty made another attempt at watching some porn with a little more success. Kitty found some kind of secret spa series when the masseuse starts by massaging the woman and within seconds she is sucking his cock. Not bad...not bad at all.

This morning Kitty Texted Freddie: Good morning! Are you ready for Kitty?

Freddie: Yes, I can hardly wait!

Kitty: I have alot of stress that needs to be relieved. I assume you do too.

Freddie: I sure do. And I'll be glad to help you with yours.

Kitty: My lips are ready baby

Freddie: Mmmmm...wrap them around my shaft

Kitty: 5 more hours and you won't be able to pry them off

And so now we are down to 3 hours and 45 minutes. Kitty is thirsty. Enjoy your dinners everybody and think of Kitty when you are drinking that big glass of creamy white milk.