Katie let out a soft sigh as she lifted her mug of hot chocolate to her lips, her breath sending small ripples across the dark surface. She placed the mug back on the glass table, leant back on the red leather bench seat of the café and looked aimlessly out of the window, watching as the late afternoon turned dark, the world seeming to run along without her. Around her feet were several bags containing cheap gifts for family and friends, presents she didn’t really like giving but on an interns salary it was all she could afford. With a smile she let her hand touch the one extravagance she had allowed herself. The yellow hard paper bag with its cord handles and embossed red lettering spoke of its cost and it sat beside her on the seat in pride of place. She withdrew her hand and with another sigh brushed a lock of her blonde hair from in front of her sad blue eyes and returned her gaze to the window. Suddenly her eye was caught by a woman walking down the other side of the street. She was tall with long way red hair and her white silk blouse, tight fitting black knee length skirt and black stilettos seemed out of place amongst the puffer jackets and overcoats of the other people around her. Katie squeezed her denim clad thighs together as she felt the familiar warm buzz in her loins, instantly aware of how tight her t-shirt was beneath her old grey fleece as her nipples sprung to attention. The air suddenly seemed thicker, warmer and Katie found herself shrugging out of the winter weight fleece. It wasn’t just the woman’s undeniable beauty that held Katie’s attention, it was her poise, the way she seemed walk with a purpose, her head held proudly as she breezed through the crowd, a path seeming to open in front of her as she passed. She reached the lights on the corner and seemed unaware of the many pairs of eyes, Katie’s included, that appraised her, admired her, lusted after her. Even the stop sign appeared to watch this angelic vision, turning green instantly to allow her to continue on her way unimpeded by the rush hour traffic before she finally disappeared from Katie’s view around the corner. Isolated once more, the light seeming to go with the woman, Katie lifted her drink, sipping the warm minty chocolate, her one true friend bahis şirketleri in all situations. She glanced at the clock and knew she still had half an hour to kill before her train to the anonymous suburb that housed her small lonely apartment. Right now the only light in Katie’s darkness was that it was only another 2 weeks to Christmas, when she could go back home and see her mom again. With that thought in her mind she looked again at the bag beside her. “Is this seat taken?” Katie jumped at the sound of a woman’s voice, the words spoken with warmth and the hint of an English accent that for some reason reminded Katie of the warm thick drink she cradled in her hands. She looked up into the deep green eye’s of the woman she had so recently seen through the window. “Yes, er, I mean no. Please, sit down, Miss.” Katie stammered even as a red tint lit her cheeks as the throb in her pussy returned with a vengeance. The woman appeared to be only a few years older than Katie’s 22 but she seemed to have the grace of someone much older, the sort of bearing that almost required deference. The woman smiled, her berry red glossy lips parting slightly as she smoothed her skirt and all but flowed on to the seat across from Katie. Katie looked down and through the glass table as the woman crossed her right leg over her left, her skirt riding up a little to reveal just the hint of her stocking clad thighs, and as the woman’s foot brushed one of Katie’s bags Katie noticed a flash as the light caught a small emerald jewel at the end of the woman’s gold ankle chain. “What can I get you today?” For the second time in as many minutes Katie jumped. The woman smiled at the waitress, a girl about the same age as Katie, her dark bobbed hair and grey eyes quite alluring, and on any other day the woman would have paid her more attention, still she new she could always return. Noting the name badge on the waitress’s left breast the woman replied. “Oh, I don’t know, Carla.” She turned her sunlight filled visage on Katie and said. “That smells really nice what is it?” “This?” Katie asked lifting the almost empty cup. “Er it’s mint chocolate.” “Mmm. Sounds, dreamy.” The woman all but moaned, fanning the already glowing embers that burned between Katie’s bahis firmaları thighs. “But I always find hot chocolate makes you so sleepy.” “I’ll have a frappe please, Carla and another mug of that dreamy chocolate for my friend.” The woman said before turning to Katie and asking. “Unless you have to go of course?” Katie quickly weighed up the alternatives; she could accept a drink and remain in the presence of this absolute vision of Sapphic desire or slope off into the growing darkness to the station. The decision was not protracted. “I’d love another, I’ve plenty of time.” The woman’s smile sent tingles through Katie’s body, her nipples sending confirmatory signals to her pussy. “One mint chocolate and one frappe, coming right up.” Carla said breezily as she turned and left, her hips swaying, inviting further attention. “I’m Amanda by the way.” The redhead said, holding her hand out across the table, her palm down, fingers bent slightly.” “Oh, right I’m Katherine.” Katie replied as she looked at the proffered hand, a large emerald and diamond ring glinting on Amanda’s ring finger. Katie wasn’t sure whether to shake or kiss it. She went for the safer option and smiled as she added. “Katie to my friends.” Amanda’s smile was full of warmth that seemed to envelope Katie as she said. “Pleased to meet you, Katie.” Katie looked into the deep emerald eyes that seemed to almost glow in Amanda’s beautifully made up face and the whole world seemed to fade. “Here you go, ladies.” Carla said and Katie realized with a blush she was still holding Amanda’s hand lightly in her own. She shook her head to try and clear the daze she seemed to have fallen in to, wondering how long she had been sat like that. Carla placed a large white mug in front of Katie and a tall glass of light brown frothy frappe complete with 2 straws in front of Amanda. “Looks like you were right about that chocolate.” Carla said with mirth as she glanced at a yawning Katie before turning and leaving once more. “Sorry.” Katie said, embarrassed at her lack of manners. “That’s alright, honey. It was me who suggested it would make you sleepy, you would probably have never thought of it before. “Looks like you’ve had a busy day, honey.” Amanda said glancing down through kaçak bahis siteleri the glass of the table to the bags. Katie followed the glance, aware that she really liked the way Amanda called her honey, it reminded her of her mom who used to call her that when she was little. “Just some Christmas presents.” Katie explained as she noticed Amanda’s shoe release itself from her heel and start to sway softly from her toes, the emerald glinting as Amanda moved her foot gently. “And a little treat for yourself.” Amanda said looking now at the bag at Katie’s side. Katie didn’t understand at first and then she saw where Amanda was looking and said. “Oh, this? No, this is a present too, for my mom.” “I love their lingerie, your mom is a very lucky lady.” Amanda said, her voice softening as she said. “Lingerie from Gardenia’s and such a pretty daughter. Can I see?” Katie blushed at the compliment and thought of the box inside the bag and how the shop assistant had folded the silky lingerie so reverently, wrapping it in white tissue and sprinkling a few lavender scented beads on top. Katie didn’t want to spoil it but she couldn’t refuse. With almost trembling fingers she lifted the box on to the table, opened it and peeled back the protecting tissue. She took the shoestring straps in each hand and lifted out the yellow teddy with its embroidered red rose motif and held it up, the scent of lavender now permeating the air. “That is absolutely beautiful, Honey.” Amanda purred. “I’m sure your mom will look absolutely ravishing in it.” At first Katie smiled as she pictured her mom encased in the silky soft fabric, her firm breasts straining, nipples erect as she… But then a cloud passed across her face as she replaced the garment gently in the box. “She’ll probably never wear it.” Katie sighed. In that instant Amanda guessed the situation, her nipples growing hard as she said. “And if she did, you wouldn’t see her in it.” Without realising it Katie nodded and a tear formed in the corner of her eye. When she had left home for college Katie finally admitted, at least to herself, that the string of boyfriends she had had during high school were not what she wanted, they left her cold, unfulfilled. She thought at first she was just not a passionate person and then along came Helen, her first year housemate. Helen was the sporty type with the sort of tan you only get from playing tennis all summer and a musculature gained from hours in the pool, giving her a strong fluid frame.