Cat-Katie-Kitten Ch. 06 - House Call

Sav1950: How are you feeling?

Kkcat: Sore as shit, but good. I've got to sit through 2 more meetings today! You?

Sav1950: I don't work hard unless I have to. I'm still wiped out.

Kkcat: At least you've got Jerry to soothe those aches. :) : eggplant:

Sav1950: And make delicious new ones!

Sav1950: He's installing a pole in the bedroom for me to practice on. Want one?

Kkcat: A Jerry? Or a pole in the bedroom? Can I have both?

Sav1950: Sorry, I've got dibs on Jerry, but I'm happy to lend him to you once in awhile. As long as I can watch!

Kkcat: Only watch? You MUST be sore! LOL

Sav1950: I wanna say 'lmao' but it's still too sore to have fallen off. : peach:

Kkcat: No kidding! Having a practice pole would be awesome. The floor exercises are helpful but boring.

Sav1950: Let me ask him when he's free to install one.

Sav1950: He can come by on Monday morning. 830am?

Kkcat: : drooling smiley: After 9am works better for me. Brian's out of the house by then and I will work from home.

Sav1959: How's he doing?

Kkcat: He must suspect something. In spite of his faults, he's not stupid.

Kkcat: He asked for sex last night but I told him no. Too sore from class.

Kkcat: He asked again this morning. Got mad when I reminded him of our deal.

Sav1950: You gonna to tell him?

Kkcat: No.

Kkcat: Fuck him.

Kkcat: His turn to be frustrated. Let him explode from blue balls.

Sav1950: You go girl!

Sav1950: Jerry will stop by on Monday morning. Fix you right up. : eggplant:

Kkcat: Can't wait. Already wet thinking about it. : honeypot:

On Monday morning, Kate feigned some stomach pain and sent her husband off to work without their usual 'morning exercise'. She'd already sent an email telling the Director of the Lab and her own assistant she'd work from home and would Zoom in for the three o'clock meeting.

Once Brian left for work, she dumped the sweatpants and bike top for a light, almost transparent blouse and scandalously short skirt she hadn't worn since college that barely covered her butt and mound when she stood still. Business-y enough for a computer meeting on the surface, but since she chose not to wear panties or a bra, available for Jerry's rough, magnificent hands the minute he walked through the door. As a crowning accent, she lubricated her princess plug and slid it up her rectum with a delighted shudder.

Hearing his big work truck pull in, then the vehicle door open, she quickly contemplated suggestively eating a banana, but opted instead to simply open her blouse, exposing her small, pale tits to the open air.

"Come in!" she called out when the knock came to the front door. Calmly she poured herself a second cup of coffee, then turned to greet her visitor-slash-lover with bare breasts and a fresh cup.

And met the wide, admiring eyes of a well-built Hispanic man of average height carrying a pair of toolboxes. She scrambled to cover up, spilling hot coffee on herself, and about to scream when Jerry stepped around the corner behind him.

"Señorita con cuidado. No te quemes. Sería una lástima escaldar esas bonitas tetas." the stranger said, setting down the tools he carried in his hands and coming around the counter to put a dishcloth under the cold water tap of the sink.

"Really Cesar?" Jerry smirked, folding his powerful arms over his chest. "You're gonna pull the Spanish out to compliment her tits?"

"They are pretty nice tits," Cesar replied with a small grin of his own, handing her the damp dishtowel. "And the rest of her is bastante caliente también."

"She is indeed," Jerry agreed, putting down his tools on the counter as well. "Kate, meet Cesar, one of my crew and a 'special' family friend. And don't let his bargain basement barrio routine fool you. He's about as 'gangsta' as I am."

"Hey! That's my familia yer talkin' 'bout homes!"

"You're from Iowa! Cesar, this is Kate, who danced naked in MY kitchen when I met her for the first time and frankly, I'm beginning to wonder if you've got some sort of kitchen exhibitionist fetish. Are you turned on by oven mitts, Katie?"

"We must eat dinner with you and Savvy more often, jefe."

"Nice to meet you," she growled politely, glaring daggers at Jerry and his not-so-innocent smile. She argued with herself over covering up only briefly, eventually split the difference by tugging the sides of her blouse over her nipples and leaving it open. After all, she'd already found herself naked in front of so many strangers this month, what's one more? And not a bad-looking one either. How could she be wet already? She wondered if maybe she DID start growing an exhibitionist streak. "Though it would have been nice if Jerry informed me he planned on bringing help."

"I didn't?" her lover protested, taking out his phone. "It was a last minute idea, but since Cesar's my go-to architecture guy, I figured he would help if something weird came up. Ah... here we go. Forgot to 'Send'." He pressed a button and her phone blooped with an incoming message.

"Very helpful."

"I try. Cesar almost made it through Woodbury when he dropped out..."

"Took a year off," Cesar corrected, then shrugged, refilling her coffee mug from the pot. "Which has turned into five, but Bonita and Miguel needed me. There will be time."

"His wife Bonnie hates being called 'Bonita' by the way. She's from Wisconsin and less Hispanic than you are, Kate. He does it to annoy her. She's also a 'special family friend'. Hopefully you get to meet her soon."

"And Miguel is your son, I take it?"

"Ha! No. My little brother. He told our parents he leans bisexual a couple of years ago and our father threw him out. Still believes the old-school prejudices about 'Hispanic men aren't gay'. Bonita and I took him in and started putting him through nursing school. He's working on the Gilmore job today though, right boss?"

"Should be," Jerry agreed, consulting his phone. "He's supposed to be working with Tommy on the new brick walkway today. They'll wrap up this afternoon as long as the weather holds. Dust storms keep putting us a little behind on outdoor work lately."

"But you're taking the time to come put in a stripper pole for me?" Kate asked, arching an eyebrow and sipping her coffee.

"My invoice will read: 'Special Request from a Preferred Client'. Have you figured out where to put it?"

"Right this way," she replied, leading them out of the kitchen and down the hall to the back of the house. She made sure her hips rolled nicely and gave them little flashes of her buns under the skirt. "I actually asked Brian where he thought would be a good place for it. He suggested in the middle of the living room but agreed the main bedroom would still allow us to have company over without all the questions. Not that we've entertained recently."

"What's in here?" Jerry asked, indicating the only closed door in the hallway. Kate paled slightly, then waved it off. She locked THAT room herself after...

"Just a spare bedroom we use for storage," she half-lied, leading them past it quickly. "If we ever got around to cleaning it out, it might make a better home office than plopping my laptop down on the dining room table. Here we go. Right over there."

She took them into the main bedroom, enjoying a little weird thrill standing there with one man whom she currently fucked regularly and one who saw her bare breasts for the first time (And who ranked among Jerry and Savvy's 'special friends' to boot.). This morning she and Brian fought about sex again. She shut him down, but the fights started too frequently, even before she started sleeping with Savvy and Jerry on the side. And yet, here she stood, having a stripper pole installed in the bedroom for...

What WAS she doing exactly? Getting fit and healthy for one. Growing stronger. She wanted it for HER, but Brian would gain some benefits at the same time. She couldn't... wouldn't deny how empowered and sexy she felt taking control of their sex life, making it less routine, forcing him to work for it, but still under HIS rules.

And she still did all the work!

She remained 'Kate the Boss' at work and at home and it wore on her. Only around Savvy could let her hair down and give the burden over to someone else. And Jerry- she gave herself to him and he treated it like a gift, not a due. Though he took control in a much more laid back manner than she expected from someone so big, powerful, and intense. Kinda like Jason Mamoa, she speculated. Though with shorter hair.

She glanced over at him and Cesar, mapping out where the best place to set the pole to give her the right amount of clearance on all sides but still tight enough against the floor and ceiling to not come loose in the middle of a spin or invert. He didn't even need a ladder to reach the ceiling, running a device over it to find the joists.

She smiled- why didn't it go off constantly in his hand? He caught her glance and winked, breaking her out of the spell.

"We shouldn't need more than an hour," he said, marking a spot on the ceiling with a carpenter's pencil. "Probably a lot less. We picked up two kits yesterday and installed Savvy's in no time. They aren't hard to put up if you know what you're doing. I simply need to make sure it won't come loose on you in the middle of a spin. Ours took a bit longer but, unless you want us to 'go big' here this should be cake."

"What did you do?" she asked suspiciously, eyes narrowed at him.

"Savvy asked for a bit more than a pole, so I built her a small stage, put down a nice dance surface, a couple coats of varnish. She asked me to install some stage lights next. I told her to complete the course without killing herself first. Thankfully there's a good speaker system in the bedroom already."

"'Saucy' Savvy going all out for something sexual?" Cesar quipped, from the doorway, heading back for the tools left in the kitchen. "Color me shocked."

"No kidding," Kate added once he'd left, pulling off her coffee-stained blouse and picking out a short, belly-revealing t-shirt. She suddenly didn't care how 'business-like' she appeared for her internet meeting. She'd change before. No sense in being uncomfortable while at home if she didn't need to be. Nor could she pass up the bonus of flashing Jerry and Cesar her bare breasts again.

"Are you okay?" he asked, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and pulling her into a gentle hug before she could pull the shirt on. His hands caressed the skin of her back and she melted into him, resting her head against his chest. "I'm sorry about surprising you with Cesar. I should have made sure the message went through before we got here."

"It's okay," she reassured him, reaching up to stroke his rough cheeks. His hands slipped down to her round bottom and squeezed firmly. "I'm coming to enjoy the surprises you and Savvy give me." She reached up on her tip-toes to kiss his lips lightly.

"Should I wait outside?" Cesar asked from the doorway, setting down his load and appearing a little embarrassed.

"Why?" Kat demanded, turning in Jerry's arms to lean back against his chest, her arms up and draped around his neck. He started to cover her tits, but she pushed his hands down to her hips. "You said I have nice tits. Don't you like my tits?"

"Yes... ummm... si, senora," he stumbled, trying to keep his eyes on hers while she took the time to rub her ass back and forth across Jerry's growing hard-on. The only time she'd felt adventurous enough to fuck two boys at the same time, she'd been a sophomore in college. She delivered pizzas for a month or so and on her last delivery of the night, right out of a bad porno script her last customers told her they couldn't pay cash but would trade her weed and booze. Invited in, she took the chance to live out a long-time fantasy, sucking and fucking them both until they passed out drunk and exhausted wrapped in each other's arms. Not quite satisfied with the results of her realized dream, she emptied their wallets of enough cash for the pizzas and a nice tip before she went home, taking a nearly-full bottle of Patron Silver for good measure. Except for the occasional party fuck, she'd mostly stuck with girls after that until she met Brian. The few threesomes she'd enjoyed since had been with a boy and girl or two other women. She found there were fewer bruised egos when it was all girls.

She'd expected to jump Jerry when he arrived. She *craved* him.

Cesar and his wife made Savvy's 'special friends' list. So, the two men had probably shared at least one woman before.

She deserved some fun in her own home dammit!

She broke away from Jerry and stalked across the room to Cesar, taking his hands and putting them on her bare breasts. Rough, strong workman's hands squeezed her small globes familiarly.

"Tell me what you like about my tits, Cesar," she ordered, caressing his arms, neck and cheeks.

"They are small and natural," he responded, studying her nipples sticking out from the cradle of thumb and forefinger. "Bonita's breasts are beautiful, big and heavy. They suit her body. Your tits are right for your body- small and sexy."

"Is that true Jerry?" she purred, reaching one arm back to pull the tall man against her once more. His hardness made a delicious ridge of the zipper of his jeans pressing against her curved rump. She pulled Cesar's head down into her breasts, letting him lick and suck her nipples. "Does Bonnie have nice big boobs?"

"Yeah, she does." Jerry wrapped his arms around her again, this time gathering up the bottom of her short skirt so he could rub against her bare buns. "She's real nice and curvy. Taller than you and Savvy. Broad hips. Plump ass. Nice bit of a bush. Gives amazing tit-jobs."

He bent his head and started kissing and nibbling on her neck. His hand found it's way between her legs, rubbing her wetness up and down her slit. Moaning happily, she pushed her hips into his hand.

Then Cesar nudged her feet apart and pressed against her, a hot kiss pushing her backside against Jerry. Both men hard in their jeans, grinding against her pussy and ass. Their hands all over her. So easy to cum now...

Not yet, she disciplined herself.

Breaking the clutch, she pushed Cesar back onto his back on the bed, bending over him to slowly yet deftly unbutton his jeans, drawing down the zipper to slowly reveal his hard cock. No underwear, she noted while he lifted his hips allowing her to pull down his pants.

She took his cock in hand gently, admiring the soft coffee and cream tone of his skin against the paleness of her palm. She smiled, making him moan when she ran her fingers through the light patch of wiry black hair at his base before cupping his balls. Behind her, Jerry got as good a show, admiring her wiggling bare ass while she bent at the waist to tease and suck his friend, mesmerized by the sparkling jeweled plug she wore for him.

"Tell me Cesar- did you fuck Bonnie today?" She stroked his hardness slowly, making him wait, but not too long. This new cock felt good in her hand, a little bigger than Brian's so she could probably take most of him into her mouth with a little time and lubrication. Something she could never do to Jerry's huge cock the way Savvy routinely did. Her tongue slipped out and batted at his balls.

"Yeah, in the shower." Cesar gripped the blankets in both fists, finally kicking his jeans free and opening his legs a bit more for her. "She likes it that way. Likes to screw in a tight space and wash my cock after."

"Awww, too bad," Kat licked his purple head playfully. "I was hoping to suck her off of you. Maybe next time." Punctuating her remark, she sucked his engorged head into her hungry mouth, teasing and twirling her tongue around and over it wildly. His hips jumped but she held firm, only the first inch or so for now, slowly stroking the rest of him.

Jerry knelt behind her, pulling her cheeks apart to lavish her whole crotch with his skilled tongue. Broad strokes pushed her labia open, giving him access to her insides. Noisily, he lapped at her slit, slurping her juices like a man coming out of the desert to find an oasis. He always ate pussy with a voracious appetite, including a delirious hour dangling in the pleasure swing in their bedroom while he and Savvy took turns feasting between her legs until she begged to be fucked. Today he sucked on her clit until her knees trembled, stopping to delay her orgasm. She wanted to make them last at least twice as long as her husband did, if not longer.

She sucked more and more of Cesar's cock into her mouth, taking her time in a way she rarely did. Giving Jerry head regularly turned into a throat training exercise- someday she might take all of him, but not any time soon. She tried to suck off Brian quickly, since he rarely reciprocated with any enthusiasm or skill. She found herself enjoying the control sucking Cesar off this way gave her, rather than the subservient position she regularly found herself in when giving head. She pulled his balls away from his body gently, yet firmly. She wouldn't let him cum until SHE gave permission but she *wanted* Cesar to cum.

Jerry's thumb slipped into her wet pussy, curving down to massage her G-spot while he removed the jeweled plug. She moaned onto Cesar's dick, lost in the sensation of Jerry's tongue worshiping her from clit to asshole, tickling, teasing and penetrating. She pushed her head down, finally taking his full length in her mouth, drawing from him a deep groan of pleasure.

Across the room she saw a full-length mirror that reflected their every movement. Her high state of arousal and the soft lighting of the room obviously clouded her perception, but as she gazed at the reflection of their naked excitement, she became transfixed. She envisioned Jerry's enormous cock pounding into her pussy, its awesome thickness stuffing her full. She took note of her contorted expression, her face flushed with satisfaction. She was a satisfied Kitty, leering with pleasure. Her reflected image furnished her with an exhilarated rush, her delicate flesh responding heatedly to their attention.

"Jerry, as much as I want to cum in your mouth," she said, pulling her mouth from Cesar's cock. "I need you to fuck me."

Kat pinned Cesar to the bed, crawling up on top of him, but sticking her ass out enough so Jerry could mount her from behind. Still stroking his hard-on, she kissed Cesar while he reached down to fondle her hanging breasts.

Jerry held one hip, guiding his long, thick cock into her wet slit. Parting around him, Kat moaned her pleasure into Cesar's mouth as he sank deep into her. Jerry's cock could reach parts of her body and soul left empty for too damn long. Her wetness coaxed him all the way in with no hesitation and when his hips slapped against her ass, she jolted upright, gasping lewdly.

She pushed back into his strokes, taking each and every delicious inch of him inside her pussy, making Cesar work for her tender nipples. He suckled her tits with his whole mouth, pulling on her with lips and tongue, huge mouthfuls sucking much of her sensitive tit into his mouth.

Jerry drove his shaft into her over and over, one hand on her hip and the other reaching up to her shoulder, pulling her back. She panted and whimpered deliriously between the two men, taking from them the pleasure she had not found in this bed for several long months.

When he pushed a thick thumb into her asshole, Kat lost her voice in a surprised squeal. She could sense him rubbing the rim of his cock through the thin walls of her own body- an intriguing bump inside her with every stroke. The delirium of cock, thumb and mouth all providing attention to her yearning body sent her mind into a heady spin.

When Cesar reached between her legs to rub her clit, she climaxed.

Thighs spasming, buttocks clenching, she bowed her head into Cesar's neck and cried out. Trapped, she reflexively tried to get away from them while her body succumbed to the peak. Jerry kept fucking her pussy, grinding his thumb in her ass against his slowly plunging cock, while she shook through it.

When the last of the spasms died away, she reached back and stopped Jerry with a hand on his stomach, slid it down and grabbed his slick shaft.

"Down boy," she ordered Cesar with a shove, pushing him flat onto the bed once more. She pulled Jerry out of her pussy and turned around on her prisoner's lap. "You two aren't done yet."

Reaching down, she took Cesar's cock in one hand, keeping Jerry close with the other still wrapped tightly around his shaft above his cock-ring. Deftly, she positioned him and sank down, taking the smaller, but still comfortable cock into her cum-soaked pussy. He took hold of her hips under her skirt and held on when she started to grind on top of him.

With one hand on his shaft and the other firmly fondling his heavy balls, Kat started licking and sucking her honey from Jerry's hard cock. Down one side and up the other, her lips and tongue sought to catch every drop she'd painted him with. Flicking and teasing, she started sucking his engorged head, stroking the long shaft in a steady rhythm.

Soon Cesar started thrusting up into her, bouncing her well-toned rump up and down off his stomach, gripping her hips tightly. Jerry struggled to find a place for his hands since her bed didn't boast the tall posts and overhead rails of his own. With Savvy he'd pull her hair or hold onto her head while he thrust down her talented throat, but Katie used a different technique to give him head. Finally he settled for bracing himself on her shoulders.

"Cum for me Cesar," she purred, grinding her hips down on his cock, staring right into Jerry's eyes with a wicked smile. She gave little sucking kisses to the tip of him, stroking his shaft to milk sweet pre-cum from him. "Fill my pussy like you do Bonita's."

Balls tight to his body, Cesar's hips jumped from the bed a few strokes later, letting loose several jets of warm, sticky cum into her welcoming pussy. Her body responded in kind, clenching around him in her second orgasm of the morning. She could only stifle her cries of lust by stuffing Jerry's round cock head in her mouth.

His balls tightened in her hand. Each stroke gave her more and more of his delicious fluid.

She pulled back, looking him right in the eye and licking her lips.

"You made me spill my coffee Jerry. Now I'm thirsty for your cream."

She kept his gaze, covering the end of his cock with her lips.

He grunted, growled and let loose a gust of air he'd been holding.

A switch thrown, floodgates opened and warm sperm poured from his heavy balls right into her waiting mouth. She greedily sucked it all in, swallowing over and over.

Not a single drop escaped or wasted. She milked every bit out of his shaft onto her tongue. Down her throat.

Then she climbed off Cesar and cleaned him with her tongue as well, savoring the sticky mix of their mingled climaxes coating his softening dick. Neither man could take their eyes off of her, stunned she somehow now possessed MORE energy after fucking them both.

She picked up her discarded clean top from the floor. Beside it, the device Jerry used to check the ceiling blinked happily. She picked it up, turning it over in her hand before passing it over each of them in turn. It squealed each time.

"Just like I thought. A Stud Finder."

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"Hey babe! I'm home!"

Brian put his briefcase down on the kitchen table, expecting his wife to have made dinner already since he came home late again. At least this time he called and left a voicemail, something he regularly neglected to do when staying late. Not finding her in the kitchen and noticing her car and bike still in the garage, he went in search of her.

"Hey honey?" he called down the hall, trying not to surprise her in the shower like some slasher movie. Though joining her in there might be fun. He certainly craved some fun with her. His balls ached since she refused to have sex until he came on command for her. "Sorry I'm late but I've got some news."

He found her standing in the spare bedroom, standing and staring at the furniture and boxes lined along the back wall. Lost in thought, she caressed an old dresser she told him once belonged to her great-grandmother and later sat in her own bedroom as a girl.

"Everything okay, babe?" He slid in behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist, snuggling close. "How's your tummy? Still feeling sick?"

"Hi honey," she responded woodenly, slowly coming out of her thoughtfulness. "Just thinking it might be time to let go of the past. Keep a few sentimental pieces for myself, give the rest of this stuff to my cousins in Colorado."

"Are you sure?"

"Not like I've got anyone to pass them on to, Brian. 'Heirlooms' kinda require an 'heir'." She broke away and shoved him ahead of her out of the room, shutting the door behind them. Dusting her hands on her shorts, she stared at him challengingly.

"We talked about ado..."

"Don't." Dark clouds started to form behind her eyes. "We couldn't keep a cat for six months. Now, with you on the road a lot now and my career trying to take off too, I can't do it either. I can't afford to take that kind of time off. It's too soon no matter what and if you paid attention, you'd know that. What's your news?"

He started winding up to argue, but better let the matter drop. After all, the spare room had stayed locked for the last seven months. Maybe since she'd opened it again, her thoughts might start turning in a more productive direction. Give her time to think about it while he made himself scarce.

"My next trip got moved up a week. They want us in Milwaukee for a trade show next week, then on to Philly as planned. We leave on Thursday."

"So, basically proving my point since you'll be gone sooner for longer?" She folded her arms across her chest.

"Yeah," he agreed, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, trying the old familiar 'I fucked up but you still love me, right?' smile. Always worked in the past but looks like it failed today. "I guess so."

"That's fine. I've got work and class to keep me busy. Savvy invited us over this weekend for a barbecue so you could meet her husband, but that's obviously not happening now."

"Shit. I'm sorry. I'll beg for a rain check because that sounds like fun. You should still go though!"

"Maybe. We'll see how the week goes." Only partly a lie- Jerry invited both them and Cesar's wife over after the two workers finished installing the pole in the bedroom. She took a long lunch to screw them both in the shower before they left. She debated on telling her husband about it at all but knew she'd go the minute Brian told her about the trip. And probably stay most of the following week as well.

Then she twisted the knife.

"Maybe I'll go out and try and find a girlfriend too."

"Not fair!" His voice broke into a bit of a whine. "We're supposed to go out and find someone together!"

"And when have you made the time Brian?" She balled her hands into fists pinned to her ribs. "I'm lonely! I don't have many friends here! Most of the people I know in LA are from work! Or the neighbors who haven't come around much since the accident if you hadn't noticed! I wouldn't know ANYONE outside of them if I hadn't met Savvy on one of my rides! When was the last time we went out to a club for drinks and dancing? All I ever hear from you is we need to get home after eating out so you can go on a fucking 'raid'!"

"What about all your friends from college?"

"What about them? We graduated in *Missouri*! They are scattered all over the country, Brian! It's not like I can send out a group text and say 'Hey everyone! Been a long week, what say we all meet up at Chili's in *Chicago* around seven for dinner and drinks? First round's on me!'!"

She took a deep breath and recomposed herself, aware she came dangerously close to screaming at him. Now her stomach really did hurt.

"You've put me in charge of a LOT in our marriage- bills, finances, groceries, almost everything. Even, right now, your dick. But you put rules on the one thing I need in order to start feeling whole again and that's MY happiness. As long as the lights are on, the fridge stays full and you get laid regularly, you're happy as a clam.

"Well, I need to figure out what I need to do for ME so I can feel whole again."

They stood silently in the hallway for a long time, not entirely facing each other.

"What can I do to help?" he finally asked, reaching out to stroke her arm.

"Ask me that question eight months ago," she growled, walking down the hall toward the kitchen.