After dinner, I tried to watch TV, but I couldn’t concentrate on the show. I tried to check my work email, but the words didn’t seem to matter much. Money was tight, so I mixed myself a weak whiskey and coke, and sat and stared out the window.As I returned to my window seat with a second drink, I saw a woman standing on the sidewalk looking at my building. Her face was in shadows from the streetlight, and all I could make out was the dark hair framing her face. I couldn’t tell if that hair was longer or shorter. I was certain that I was about to have a visitor, but I could not tell if it was Kathryn or Catherine.I tapped on the window and waved at her and then waved for her to come to the door. She half turned as if she might leave. She hesitated a moment, then turned back and waved at me as she walked toward the building.It was insane of me to invite her in. The look on her face as I met her at the door showed that she knew it was insane of her to accept. She allowed me to hold the door for her as she walked in.I said, “Good evening, Catherine.” She wordlessly followed me up to my apartment.As soon as we stepped into the apartment, she turned and pulled me down for a kiss. The kiss was short and sweet, but it did a lot to settle my mind. With that kiss, I knew that she was not here to be angry or to accuse me of wrong doing. I will admit that I had worried about that.As the kiss ended, she stayed next to me, with her hand on my chest. She licked her lips.”Invite me in so we can talk,” she said with a smile. “Offer me a drink and I’ll have what you’re having.””Whiskey and coke, easy on the whiskey,” I offered as I led her to the small counter between the kitchen and the rest of the apartment. “Where would you like us to start?””You had offered to tell me a story earlier,” she said as I mixed her drink. “At the time, I don’t think I would have believed a single word of it. Now I’d like to hear it.”I gave her the drink, and we walked over to the window seat where I had been seated. I offered her the tall chair that I had been sitting in because I only had the one. She had me sit on it, and then she moved to stand between my legs so that our eyes were at the same level. We both took a sip of our drinks, and then I told avcılar escort bayan her about my unplanned visit to the cemetery, ending at the hospital.She was a good listener, and she only distracted me a little by caressing her hand along my shoulder.”You’re a good storyteller,” she complimented and I thanked her. She took a sip from her drink. Both of our glasses were still half full. She looked at me with her beautiful dark eyes. “I know it should be my turn, but will you tell me another one?””I’m not sure I know any stories that are as odd as that one,” I answered. “You should tell me if having the book helped you. I haven’t decided if she was real or something else. I feel that if she was something else, and if she had a message for you from beyond, I’m not sure that I did what she wanted.””I’m not sure that she intended things to happen the way they did earlier,” she said with a gleam in her eye. She leaned in very close, and I thought she might kiss me again.”Tell me that story,” she teased. She ran a fingertip along my jaw. Her eyes followed it and then jumped back up to mine.”Pretend you’re telling your friends about it,” she instructed. “I want to hear how you would tell it.”I decided that something was suspicious about what she was asking. She had been there, so she knew what had happened. I was suddenly worried that she wanted to hear me tell it so she could use my words against me. I needed to make her talk first.She took another sip of her drink, and then kissed me before she swallowed. Her tongue chased the whiskey around my mouth as she kissed me more aggressively than she ever had. The kiss ended, she smiled at me, and I started talking.She only interrupted me twice. The first time was as I described her stepping out onto the porch to see the marks on my neck.”Do you always let strange women seductively kiss your neck?” she teased.”I can’t stop myself,” I teased back.”Does it happen a lot?” she demanded, pretending indignation.”You will force me to admit this was the first time,” I answered.She let her eyes fall to the marks on my neck. She caressed the skin just below them. Her smile faded.”I’m almost afraid to kiss them again,” she admitted.As the silence between us grew, beylikdüzü escort bayan a smile twitched her lips, and she quickly kissed the corner of my mouth.”Keep going with the story,” she suggested.The second time she interrupted was near the end of the story.”I haven’t given a blow job since sophomore year at college,” she admitted with a blush. “We tasted really good together,” she added with a deeper blush.Totally at odds with her embarrassment, she let her hand stroke the hardness that was evident in my pants. Her voice was husky as she said, “I bet I like your flavor straight from the source as well.””Keep that up, and you’ll get your wish all too soon,” I teased. “I think you can tell that I’m really enjoying telling you this story.””You better hold back,” she teased as gripped my cock through my pants. “I think you know that I want this again, and this time for me!”I thought it was odd how she emphasized the word ‘me’. I am pretty sure her orgasms had not been faked. I am very sure that she took time to enjoy them when we were very pressed for time.I was about to ask her what she meant when she said, “Finish your story so I can tell you two of mine.”I finished the story. Although I told her that I was surprised by how quickly she had sent me home, I didn’t dwell on how out of sorts I felt because of it.We had also finished our drinks. She gave me a quick kiss, and then, with a look, pinned me to my seat. She took both glasses to the counter, put ice, a lot of whiskey, and a little coke into one glass. She took a sip as she walked back to me. She made me take a sip from the same glass.”Both of my stories are short,” she announced. “Let me show you how well I multitask.”She took a drink, set the glass down, and then kissed me before swallowing again. Her tongue was very demanding. As the flavors melted away, she pulled me to my feet. Grabbing the glass, she led me to my own bedroom.Once there, she took another drink and kissed me again. By the time the kiss ended, we were both topless. She pushed me back onto the bed as her lips and hands started to explore my skin.”I’ve heard stories of Katherine all my life,” she started saying between kisses.”Kathryn,” I corrected her without thinking.”Kathryn,” esenyurt escort she corrected herself at the same time, and then she blushed and smiled, for no reason.”They say that my great grandmother and my mother both spoke with her ghost, but I have never believed those stories.”Her kissing found its way up to my lips, and nothing was said for a while.”My mother died when I was four,” she said sadly as she resumed exploring. “It wasn’t long after my sister was born. I barely remember her.”She let me offer my condolences for her sad memory. “They rarely talk about what happened, but I remember my father being angry, and blaming himself. He took his own life soon after.” She stopped talking, and let me hold her for a bit.She looked at the glass but didn’t take a drink as she continued.”Our aunts have done a good job of raising us. We have done well enough, although we have always been tight on money. I’m jumping ahead, but things took a bad turn about a year ago. I quit an average job to join a group of investors starting a new business. We pooled our savings and we really had a good thing set to go. Then the guy holding the money stole it and disappeared, and it all collapsed around us. So now I have no job and no savings, and we were on our way to losing the house to taxes.”A quick smile jumped to her lips and she happily said, “That’s not going to happen now, mostly thanks to you.”Her thanks came in the form of a kiss, which I gladly accepted. She ended the kiss by pulling me up to a sitting position. She continued to pull me as she rolled onto her back on the bed.”You should get us naked,” she suggested as she pushed my head towards her stomach.”This story is kind of sad,” I pointed out as I gently kissed her belly button. “Are you sure we should be naked?””It’s almost to the scary part and the finish,” she replied. “And I’m sure you’ll like the next story.””Tell me the scary part then,” I teased as I kissed my way to the button on her jeans. I used my teeth to pull the fabric apart to release the button. She caressed my cheek with a smile.”Two more seconds of sadness first,” she offered. At the same time, she lifted her hips and pushed her jeans and panties down together. I planted a line of kisses down her legs as we took her clothes off.”I was engaged to a man my first year of college,” she said. “He died in a car wreck out by the old cemetery. He hadn’t been drinking, and there was no good explanation for why it happened. Of course, the aunties all had a theory.