Moonlight Sonata

[soliloquy]

His fingers lightly toying in her depths, hers gently fondling him, they stared into one another's eyes. She smiled, more confident now, and feeling as if she knew where this was headed. There was a head building between them, but it was building slowly. She leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"You taste sweet." She kissed along his jaw as his fingers paused inside her. She unintentionally thrust her hips forward a bit, urging him on. He seemed to be reveling in the nibbling of her lips along his jaw line.

She wrapped her hand around him more tightly now, and began the slow trip from base to tip and back. She heard him moan as she buried her lips in the crook of his neck and exhaled. His fingers began moving, oh-so-slowly, again.

She moved closer to him, feeling flesh on flesh, and each let their hands move from those points of deepest arousal. She pressed against him tightly and kissed him again, pushing him back onto his back.

Unconsciously, she was rubbing her sex against his as they kissed. Their breaths intermingling, as was the evidence of their desire. There was a tightening heat building in her belly...coiling inwardly, threatening to spiral out of control.

She placed her hands on the bed and pushed herself away from him, sitting astride his hips. She brushed the hair off her face, and was sure she had one of those sleepy, lustful grins on her face.

"Who woulda thunk, huh?" Her fingers played over his chest, brushing over his nipples as she breathed in the scent of their love making. There just wasn't anything quite as sweet as this. The breeze chilled over their skin, but intensified the fires within.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

"yes, whowoulda thunk"

Kurt repeated as he felt her sex rub his hardened shaft protruding from her moist dark curls its base nestled in the softness of her silky folds He felt her heat suround his testicles and shuddered. who woulda thunk indeed. His hands free now cupped her breasts and held them there savoring their softness feeling them rise and fall against his touch Her eyes alive with lust told him that she was waiting waiting for him to make the next move, now that she had led him this far. He looked down at where his sex were touching hers and lowering his hands reached behind her and grasping her butt lifted he up until their sexes were separated by just inches. He felt the breeze blow between their bodies and wanting to once again close the gap but in a much more complete way, scooted down a bit untill his cock was hidden below the curls. he felt the portal that he longed to fill and lowering her down slipped quickly inside.
his hands went up and around her shoulders as if afraid he might loose this wonderfull connection but looking in her eyes he saw that she was where she wanted to be as well.

And then they slipped back into that quiet pool again blending, mixing, joining in the liquid joy that they were sharing.

 

[soliloquy]

Anna let out a moan of surrender and exultation as he slid inside her. It was a completion of sorts, one that preceded and surpassed mere orgasm. If they were to stop right now, it would have been as memorable. But she didn't want to stop. She wanted to continue this feeling of being completed by someone else. Like the Shel Silverstein book, she felt like she had a "Missing Piece" that she had finally found.

They moved together as would a precisioned machine. There was no fumbling, or misinterpreted movement. There was only the rhythm of him sliding in and out of her passage, warming her and soothing her.

They began to move faster, and her breathing became more erratic. She leaned down to kiss him as they rocked on into the heavens. A moan escaped her and entered into him. It was give and take, a sharing, a sublime pleasure.

She felt the coiling begin to unwind inside her. Breaking the kiss, she grabbed his shoulders and ground into him, willing her own release.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Kurt felt her surrender as he came inside. More than a surender, she greated him with a fervor of her own that surprised him, never having felt before such welcome and acceptance. He had wanted to prolong this moment, to wallow in just being inside her discovering another part of her where he'd not been before, but she had other ideas and he relinquished control, this time was for her.He knew that there would be other times times wen he would lead and she would follow but now this time was for her and he resoloved to bring to her the resolution that she sought and guide her on the journey that she desired.

Their movement was as one blended, mixed, and joined as they left the quietness of the love pool behind and entered the river of their animal passions. The river of no return.

His cock slid easily in and out as her body rose and fell above him. With each delicious meeting, her grinding down while he was pushing upwards, they brought each other to a new place so completely new and unknown to either of them that they shuddered in anticipation of the next. Breathlessly awaiting and then receiving they finally sucummed to each other united in the liquid love place they had created.

They began to rock, his cock hard deep inside her her clitoris engorged and throbing grinding into his groin.

Their mouths met again and each tried to devour the other, the same as they were doing below. They moaned their sounds becoming one as a circle of the most exquisite rapture spread from one body to the other. From mouth to mouth to sheath and shaft and back to mouth and mouth again.
Ahead of them lay the waterfall, the plumeting downward over the edge they now hung precariously to. One look from each and they knew there was no turning back. As one they willed the desired end.

Their united climax was almost fearfull. Being as one, so vast and powerfully combined this way it drew them into a place that neither had been before.

 

[soliloquy]

Anna slowly collapsed on top of Kurt and let out a purr of delight. They lay like that for a while, and then she scooted over to lay beside him. Their breathing ragged, they smiled at each other tenderly.

She felt his arm wrap around her and she purred again. Never before had she felt so content in the afterglow of lovemaking. The afternoon daylight shone across their glistening bodies.

Cuddling was the one thing that Anna missed most about sex. The sweaty, sticky sweetnes of being intertwined in a lover's embrace was heavenly.

They dozed off for a bit, and when she awoke, she could smell something from the kitchen. She smiled and walked into the kitchen, blissfully naked, and embraced him from behind.

"And then he cooks me lunch."

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Kurt felt her loving arms around him and thought of the many times before she had touched him this way. This contact was new however, he realized, because before they were usually clothed and so the contact of bare skin made it feel different but he also felt something more and smiled, knowing it was the new dimension that they had added to their relationship. By adding physical love they had broadened their horizons, opened up for them the posibilities, gave them new directions their lives could take together.
This new intimicy, was something that Kurt had not experiened before and he looked forward to it with joy and expectation.

He had put an apron on that he had found in one of the cupboards as he was searching for utensils feeling Mischevious he had put it on looping the top over his neck and tying the strings behind. It was a lacy sort of thing much too short and left his behind exposed. he tugged it down so that at least it would conceal his private parts.He grined to himself hoping it woud amuse Anna when she got up.

Now she was here with her arms around him like a little girl feeling so warm and comfortable against his backside. He turned and saw her body naked before him. He gasped and gently taking her hands and bringing them to his lips. Before she touched him he said quietly, "

"I love you, Anna."

Her fingers traced the outline of his lips and he kissed them gently.

"I love you, Kurt."

Their mutual confirmatioin of their feelings was not so much for the pleasure they had shared in bed but for the way that they were feeling at this very moment. Their making love had only given them permission to say what they had been feeling even long before they knew that they were feeling it.

Kurt believed with all his heart that he had fallen in love with her the first time that they met he just didn't know it then. now he knew it and he vowed that he would never love another that he would always be her friend her companion and her lover.

His stomach growled and he remembered the skillet full of scrambled eggs on the stove. he motioned toward the cabinet where the aprons were.

"Would my beautiful assistant care to help? You must be properly dressed though..... his eyes waundered over her lovely body his mind taking a picture before she covered herselof. There would be many mental pictures ahead that he would take and each one would be different but his feeling towards them would always be the same..

She was so beautiful.

 

[soliloquy]

"Damn! I should have slept longer!" She laughed and donned the apron. He laughed at seeing her, and she looked down. He had accidentally chosen the apron her friend Marcy had gotten her for a housewarming present. It was bright purple and read: "Disclaimer: Person in Apron Cooks in the Bedroom, Not in the Kitchen!" Considering their state of dress, or undress as the case was, it was rather funny. They laughed and then resumed the task of cooking...um...was it lunch?

"You know, Kurt, someday I will have to cook for you!"

He smiled, looked at her apron, and chuckled. "Don't worry, you already have."

She gave him a faux look of ire. Taking an egg from the carton, she raised it above her head. "Are you REALLY willing to risk such an inflamatory statement?"

He raised his spatula and took an engarde stance as if her were going to fend her off. She put down her egg and laughed.

"Nothing funnier than a man in only a frilly robe fencing with a spatula, don't you think?"

Lunch was delicious, and Anna cleaned the dishes while Kurt took a shower. He was taking a shower in her house. She smiledto herself. Whoda thunk?

She walked into the bathroom. "Need anything, Kurt?"

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Stepping into the shower Kurt grinned thinking about how much fun Anna and him had had over the years and now with their new connection were able to continue it.

When he heard her come into the bathroom he smiled

"Do you need anythig Kurt"?

"Besides you, my love?"

He heard her giggle

"some more soap?"

"my back itches" he feinted a whine

she gigled again

"please...."

"Please what"? her voice teasing

"please scrub my back" he was getting impatient

she giggled

"well give me the soap at least"

Her hand crept through the curtains offering the soap and Kurt not one to turn down an opportunity grabbed her arm and pulled her into the shower.

Anna screamed, a mock scream for she was more than delighted with this turn of events.

Kurt pulled her into his arms and they both laughed when the soap quirted out of her grip and slithered across the floor.

"Now see what you did". they said in unison and soon were gigling again as the the water cascaded around their bodies, Kurt realizing Annas covert intent as she had shed her apron. Her wet hair flowed curling over her shoulders touching the roundness of her breasts, her wet ivory skin glowed. Kurt felt his need for her rise but tried to hide it by saying gruffly.

"Well, are you going to pick it up or should I?"

 

[soliloquy]

Anna seductively slithered down to pick up the soap, making damned certain she slithered down him, brushing her ass against his penis. She looked up at him, a glint in her eye. She looked at his growing erection and then up at him.

"Looks like someone needs some attention..."

"Well, Anna, what are we going to do about that?"

She lathered the soap up his inner thighs and began to wash him. She always stopped short of where she knew he wanted her to touch him. Reaching around, she soaped the back of his legs, and his butt. Her finger traced the cleft there and then massaged his cheeks, her face so close to his evidence of desire.

"Do you think this would be enough to satisfy...certain...needs..."

"Hardly..." His voice was strained and throaty.

She dipped her head to the tip of his cock and licked it playfully.

"Would this do?"

And then his hands were tangled in her hair, and her mouth began a sensuous descent on his shaft. She felt him flexing against her mouth. Felt the massage of the water on her skin. Her nipples tightened and turned up as her head began to move rhythmically on him.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

"would this do?"

Before he could even think to answer her mouth slid down around his shaft.

OHHHHgoddddd Annnnaa.... I never .... he wanted to tell her that no other woman had ever done that for him, but the rapture he was experiencing pushed back the words. Later, he thought, for now it was his time to enjoy her loving sensious ministrations, her worship of him in this most erotic way.

His hands in her hair his fingers threading through the wet curls were only there to compliment her motions for she was in control her mouth moving back and forth, each motion seperate in itself but part of a more exacting design. A dance of sorts slowly building in intensity and fervor. The sensitive skin of his shaft in constant contact with her tender mouth, her lips demanding more with each downward stroke and expressing reluctance when her mouth retreated, took hold of Kurt in a way that never even in his wildest dreams would he invision it.

"Oohhhh goddd" he moaned again and Anna stopped afraid he was going over the edge. Too soon she thought as she wanted this to be only the begining of a delicious dance.

She paused the head of his engorged shaft in her mouth and looked up at him.

"Am I taking care of that itch ok?

her eyes twinkled seeing him in obvious euphoria unable to even speak, a place he wanted to stay in forever yet knowing also this was just the begining and shuddering in anticipation of the next dance step she had planned.

Did she wink? Kurt wondered as through the haze of his euphoric rapture he watched her and waited. noding his head in affirmation ...or was he giving her the signal to continue. which ever it was there was no doubt in either of their minds, that the dance would go on....

 

[soliloquy]

The waters cascading over their bodies intensified the passion within them. She drew his pleasure out, alternating her sucking with teasing licking, swirling her tongue over the veiny flesh. Anna looked at him as she finally took his cock deep inside her mouth and began the dance to a new rhythm.

Stroking him, sucking on him, was a pleasure for her. She loved his moans and intake of breath. Soon, his hands in her hair were indicating an urgency that she could no longer deny him. Cupping his balls in her hands, she began the road to completion. She felt them tighten, and sucked him as deep into her mouth and throat as she could until he erupted, and his creamy evidence of passion slid warmly down her throat.

Taking the time to allow him to finish, she slowly slid up and down his cock yet again. Lifting her head off of him, she rose to her feet and fell into his arms, pressing her lips to his ragged heartbeat. "God, I love you Kurt."

How was it that this had occurred so quickly? How could she love him so completely? But now she dreaded the moment when he would leave her side. Her mind was only occupied with thoughts of him, his love, and his passion.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

It had happened so fast he couldn't believe it and he wouldn't have wanted it any other way. He could feel her finding pleasure in giving him pleasure and let her take the lead, his body responding to every stroke her mouth made up and down his length. he wanted to cry out his release but when it came, he was silent leting it erupt inside her mouth, feeling her draw his cum into her throat and suck him dry, even after the final burst. Suck him dry. So exquisitly sensitive was the area around the head that he shivered as the final drop was drawn from him.

She rose and in his arms, he held her as his breathing became more steady and his body stopped quaking

"God , I love you kurt"

I love you too Anna, I ....I never had anyone do that for me before. It was like you were worshiping me. I felt so completely loved. Thank you for that. He put his finger to her lips not wanting her to respond but to listen to his acknwledgement of what she had done for him.

A moment later they laughed and then a moment after that they screamed for suddenly the water had turned cold and sent them scurrying in search of towels.

The magic moment had passed but Kurt knew that there would be many more to follow.

 

[soliloquy]

"NO, Damnit!" Anna seldom fell victim to her temper in her role of director, but technical rehearsals always tested her control. Tonight, the dam had been broken through and she flooded them with her dissatisfaction.

"Jason! Get your ass out of that booth! Char, take his place. Pick it up from Kurt's last cue."

Jason walked down towards her like a dog tucking its tail between its legs. "Sorry, Anna."

"Jason, do you realize how little time we have left? Two days. TWO!" Suddenly, she was angry at the whole production. "Strike that, folks. Come sit in the house."

And then her lecture had begun. Truly, the lighting problems weren't that great, but with the difficulties of Mazie's sense of blocking, the mics not working, and the actors not realizing the meaning of the word "projection", she had endured enough. She emphasized the need for adrenaline to kick in, NOW.

Once she had gotten that off her chest, Anna sighed. "Okay, take ten minutes and regroup. I don't want to be here past midnight, folks. Hell, I don't want to be here past ten."

She walked into her office to regroup, and regain composure. She looked at the picture on her desk. Kurt's headshot. She giggled as she thought of the last few weeks of lovemaking and loving. She couldn't believe her luck this time. But when would it run out?

Sifting through her neglected mail, she noticed a letter from Ben Shenkmen. She tore it open and discovered an invitation, with two tickets, to see him in Proof on Broadway. She smiled. Maybe Kurt would like that. She glanced at her watch and sighed as she returned to the auditorium.

As she slipped into the house, arms grabbed her and pulled her behind the door. She giggled softly and then lips were upon hers. She sunk into the now familiar kiss, and moaned softly into his mouth.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

"Just wanted to give you some oral suport." Kurt said grinning he knew things weren't going to switly for her and felt the need to support her and, he grinned to himself, take care of his own needs too. He always seemed to be needing to kiss her, reaffirm their new connection. Their hugs were a long ago part of their relationship but these kisses.. Kurt shivered in anticpation every time he thought of them.

she gigled at his play on words.

"More like oral stimulation I think is what you had in mind." She winked. later baby.

He liked her teasing and wanted to tease back maybe suggest some other places he'd like to orally stimulate but she cut off his thought telling him about tickets she had gotten.

Another part of their new relationship for Kurt was how much he enjoyed being with her in public everyone knew they had something special going. He heard gossip about how long it would last but he thought, they're just jealous. Jealous of something they wished they had.

"Yes, I'd love to go, Anna"

He was looking forward to dressing up and going out with her He wondered what she would wear, trying to picture her in an evening gown, heels her hair tied up in a chifon maybe later he would take the pins out and let it down he loved doing that. he looked at her, realizing he had been fantasizing again. He grinned sheepishly. but she was already way ahead of him back into the flurry of the production.

 

[soliloquy]

The show had been a success. Even the reviews were charitable, and the local writer tended to be overly critical of local theater, comparing it to the old days of the Barrymores. As if he would know. She met him once, and he wasn't a day older than she was.

Kurt and Anna had left the celebration early and took a cab to the airport. Off to NYC! She was excited to be traveling with him. Seemed like a very romantic notion: whisking off for a weekend trip to the Big Apple. There was only one problem. Anna was just the tiniest bit afraid of flying. And in the last year, there was even more reason to be frightened. She didn't want Kurt to know, but how could he not notice her trembling just after they sat in their seats?

She leaned in towards him and buried her face in his arm, pretending that it was out of affection rather than fear. She felt his arm go around her and she smiled. It was the little things about Kurt that made her love him so. The way his arm slipped lovingly around her, the way he opened doors for her, the way he managed to surprise her with little, seemingly unimportant gifts. But they meant more than any jewels could.

Anna was also excited to see Ben again. During her short stay in New York she had met him at a party. She had pursued him for a while, but he had been straightforward with her and was only looking for a good friend. So that was what they had become. And now she was with Kurt. She wanted the two to hit it off. Her best friend and her lover. Well, they were both her best friends, she supposed.

The plane began it's ascent, and Anna clung to Kurt with all her strength. She heard him chuckle softly and hug her tighter to him.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Kurt felt Anna tremble as they took their seats. He chuckled as he felt a new sesation come over him. He had always felt protective towards her but she had always been so independant. Now that they were a couple, she looked more to him for guidance and suport. He loved the way she responded to his compassion as well as his passion. Nothing would prevent them from enjoying the wonder of their togetherness.

The big apple he thought, when was the last time he had been here. For him it was exciting and always an adventure for him to go there.

The last time. His mind wandered back two years. Just on a lark, he had some extra money caught the big bird and was there. Times square Coney island, the bronx, little corner bar, pool game with some friendly irish guys, they joked about his fake accent.

Oh god he thought, the redhead, long flaming red hair, her freckled friendly face, him so needing, her wanting him. He tried to shake the image from his mind but her face came back. They had parted as friends but he had promised that he would look her up when he came back.

Kurt shivered and held Anna tighter.He was coming back, but things had changed he had Anna he didn't need....Katie... but her smiling face continued to haunt him., promises to keep, were they really that important, she was probably married, some guy from her part of town not some stranger just for fun, but someone for love. Like he loved Anna he was sure of that. maybe if he told her she'd undertand. Hell he knew she would. She loved him. he tipped her face up towards him and kissed her softly. Katies image disapeared.

"I love you Anna, there's no one else."

Was he trying to convince her or himself, he wondered. he resovled to tell Anna about Kaite
at the first opportune time. He knew she'd understand.

 

[soliloquy]

Anna managed to let go of her vise-like grip on Kurt about midway through the flight. He had encouraged her to have a drink, and three mini-bar bottles later, the combination of alcohol and altitude had her three sheets to the wind.

She was so far gone, in fact, that she didn't realize the plane had landed until the second bump of the wheels on the runway. It seemed like an hour before the plane found it's port and they were able to unload.

She stood to reach into the overhead compartment to retrieve her bag and purse, and stumbled back into another passenger. He was a large man, and he grumbled about tight spaces or some such nonsense. She giggled.

"Anna, why don't you let me do that?" Kurt was grinning at her.

"Okee dokee." She sat down and he slid by her. They waited for the other passengers to pass by them and were the last ones off the plane. Kurt was good enough to cart both of their bags, but she didn't want to humiliate him by making him carry her purse. It kept sliding off her shoulder.

"We'll have to grab a cab." She was stating the obvious. The people at the gate were greeting each other with hugs and kisses. She would have pushed her way through them if she hadn't seen the sign.

Banana , it read in large red letters.

Squealing with joy, she half-ran, half-stumbled her way to the man holding the sign. As she leapt into his arms, her purse fell, forgotten on the floor.

"Ben!" she nearly shrieked. Covering his face in kisses, she held him tight, and he returned the embrace.

"Hey there, Banana-Rama! Whew! You reek of alcohol. Still having flight anxiety?" He laughed low and sexy. The automatic response his laugh created deep within her belly made her guiltily remember Kurt.

Letting go of him, she turned to face Kurt who had picked up her purse. "Ben, this is Kurt. Kurt, Ben." The two men shook hands, and suddenly Anna felt a bit ill at ease. There was a funny silence for a moment.

Ben, always the host, broke the silence. "Well, before you guys get settled at the hotel, why don't we go for some dinner?"

"Sounds great!" Anna's voice peaked a little too high, and she blushed.

The trio made their way out of the airport and into the cab, Anna sitting betwixt two men who made her heart leap.

They chit-chatted on the way to the restaraunt, and Anna was a bit relieved to find out that Ben had a girlfriend that he was pretty serious about. "She, however, is the one with the cold feet," he had explained.

Anna held Kurt's hand tightly, squeezing it periodically as if reassuring him. He was quiet and pensive, and she hoped that it was just jet-lag.

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

Bens antimated conversarion didn't help Kurts mood he knew he had to tell Anna the first chance he got just to get Katie off his mind and enjoy their time in New York with Ben. Kurt liked him right off his sense of humor was charming and his affection for Anna genuine. When he began talking about his girlfriend, Kurt grinned.

"I know the feeling Ben, took me a while to talk this one into my arms."

He looked at Anna and grinned she nodded in agreement but then added. "Your feet were none too warm either if I remember right.

"Tell us more about this allusive butterfly, Ben."

Ben was more than happy to fill them in on the details as he was obviously guite enamored by the object of his desire.

Shes from the bronx Irish, You'd reallly like her tall, flaming red hair, a bit of a temper, but so much fun. were grat friends but something is keeping her from being more. Damn she wont say it but ive a feeling shes in love with someone else.
Her friends say no, she isn't dating any one. Hell I can't figure it out.

Kurts jaw dropped with every bit of information Ben provided. His head began to spin, oh god he thought it can't be her, no way, just a coincidence. but it fit Katie to a tee. but it couldn't be.

The cab pulled up to the curb in front of the resturant. Ben looked at his watch.
"Perfect timing, I told her to meet us here at 8:00 and there she is now."

Kurt caught his breath, his world was caving in around him it was Katie! How could he tell Anna now he had to get her alone but they were pulling up to the resturant and just outside the door she was standing.... Waving and Ben was waving back.

 

[soliloquy]

Katie

Katie was running late, as usual. Ben had called her to meet him and his friends at the restaraunt, and then she was expected to entertain them until curtain. A part of her resented this intrusion on her time. She cared for Ben, deeply, but devoting so much of herself to him seemed far more difficult than it should have been.

Exiting the office after a heated debate with her editor, she had run to grab a cab. The cab pulled up to the curb, and Katie stepped forward. The heel of her shoe caught in a crack, and her ankle twisted painfully. She tumbled to the ground, much to her embarrassment. Gathering her things and pulling herself upwards, she felt a body crash into her shoulder and she was down again.

That body had stolen her cab! She hollered a few choice obscenities, and once again restored herself to her feet. Hailing another cab, she set off to the restaraunt. She checked her hair and makeup on the ride, readjusting her tousled locks and smudged lipstick.

She sighed before exiting the cab. This was going to be one of those nights. The nights in which she and Ben ended up in a passionate argument that sent him home in a pout. Gathering her wits, she checked to make sure she had her purse, and checked out her ankle. It didn't seem to have swollen, though it still ached.

Apparently, they were running late as well. She stood outside the restaraunt, trying to resist the urge to smoke one of the cigarettes Ben so loathed. A cab pulled up, and Ben climbed out, waving to her. Katie waved back and smiled as first the woman emerged, and then...

Kurt!

Shock washed over her. She only allowed a flicker of recognition cross her face, and then she took a breath to calm her nerves.

She kissed Ben on the cheek as he made unheard introductions. She shook Anna's hand and then looked to Kurt. He looked as amazed as she felt. But he wasn't saying a word.

She was a bit angered by this. Not to mention the fact that he was holding another woman's hand. Not that she had any right, but Katie seldom worried about whether or not she had a right to feel the way she did.

Two can play at this game, she thought.

"Well, Anna and Kurt! It's so nice to meet you. You are going to LOVE the play. Ben is brilliant!"

Ben mumbled some rebuttal, but she moved on.

"Ben, honey," she said, clinging to his elbow as she had hardly ever done before, "you wouldn't believe the day I've had! I'm completely famished. You did make reservations, didn't you?"

Ben looked as bewildered as Kurt.

 

[afternooner]

Ben

“Well. Anna and Kurt! It’s so nice to meet you. You are going to LOVE the play. Ben is brilliant.”

Ben was bewildered and a little miffed He had wanted to make proper introductions but Katie had taken over with unusual exuberance. Now she was clinging to him protectively. Did she feel threatened by Anna’s presence. she usually acted more reserved in these kinds of circumstances, not even wanting to hold his hand in public.

He shrugged his shoulder resigned to simply say,” This is Katie.”

He looked at her and saw that she didn’t seem to even hear him He looked at Kurt and saw the same stoic look. Then he turned to Anna she at least was smiling. He reached out to her and she literally flew into his arms Planting a wet alcohol laden kiss on his cheek.
.
Shrouded in silence not even aware of the sounds of the city around them the four of them stood there, until Ben broke it by turning and opening the glass door to the restaurant and literally pushing them inside.

They were ushered to a cozy darkened booth in back and Ben taking Anna’s hand, motioned her to slide into one side of the booth He beckoned to Kurt to follow her and then taking Katie's hand slid in the other side across from Anna, pulling Katie behind him.

“There’s so much for Anna and I to talk about.” he said as if in explanation for the seating arrangements”

He colored not even knowing why he needed to make an explanation anyway but somehow feeling guilty about his behavior.

Again the stilted silence as Ben faced Anna and Kurt faced Katie. luckily the hostess broke the silence by appearing and requesting their orders.

 

[soliloquy]

Anna

Anna was like a kid in a candy store. The two most important people in her life were with her right now, and she loved every moment.

She seemed oblivious to any tension in the foursome as she and Ben chattered to catch up. They ordered and ate, the evening a blur. Ben soon had to leave, and she walked him out to the sidewalk. She should have noticed the glance Katie gave her then, but she was in her own world.

"Break a leg tonight." She smiled into his bright eyes.

"How can I not, with you here?" He grabbed her hand and kissed the center of her palm. Electricity spun through her. She kissed his cheek, placed him back in the cab, and watched as it rode away from her.

Anna stood there on the sidewalk for a bit. The energy of New York consumed her. The noise of the cars on the roads, the smell of food mingling with exhaust, all unique to the city. A tingle ran through her, a spark of jealousy for Ben's life he had made here. She loved Deerfield, yes, but New York was like stepping into a dream.

Sighing, Anna made her way back into the restaraunt, finding Kurt and Katie deep in conversation. She leaned over Kurt and grabbed her purse. She kissed his temple. "I'm going to the ladies'." He nodded nervously, but Anna didn't even notice.

She meandered through the restaraunt, thinking of New York, and Ben, and Kurt.

"Oh what tangled webs we weave," she whispered.

 

[afternooner]

kurt

"I'm going to the ladies>"

Kurt looked up nervously as Anna had returned from walking Ben out, and just as abruptly had anounced that she was leaving again.

While she was gone katie had decided to play the vixon which Kurt would have enjoyed under diferent circumstances. Her green eyes sparkling and her freckled grin disarming him he had relaxed. Until he felt her hand under the table, on his knee, not just touching him but grasping as if she was trying to pull him closer to her.

He tried to put his feelings aside by looking in her eyes and making small talk about how he was in a play that Anna was directing and that they had been friends for years and now they were ...well a couple.

Katie listened but her mind was somewhere else as she moved her hand further up his leg increasing the pulling motion she had started with.

When Anna had left the second time She looked at Kurt her green eyes dancying with excitement. Obvioulsy she wasn't intereseted in Kurt and Annas relationship as she began to speak, her voice low and sultry.

"What happened to us Kurt I thought we had something special, like fate had brought us together that night in the bronx and now here again."

as she continued talking about that one special night, her hand continued upward to his inner thigh. Kurt closed his eyes and moved forward in his seat. Feeling his movement she reached higher and discovering his erection gasped,

"Mmmmm , remember Kurt, it was good wasn't it. the two of us together." I remember this.

As she caressed his hard erection beneath the cloth, Kurt moaned."No.... Katie....don't do that not now... his voice weakened by his desire to have her continue trailed off into silence. He lifted his head up and leaned back. His hand reached across the table and finding hers covered the back of it, trying to draw her attention to a diferent place than the one she so completely controled. He lowered his head and looked intently in her eyes patting her hand softly.

"Katie, please we need to talk."

She smiled watching him struggle for control.

"What happened Kurt?" She repeated the question

"Shit happens, Katie sometimes things get in the way or life changes". He tried to be nonchalant not wanting to whine but yet maybe feeling a little sorry for himself. That fate had put him in this situation.

"We should'nt be doing this not now..."

"When then, Kurt, if not now, when? later maybe.." she kissed the air between them. Her hand increased its motion and with her other hand, took his hand and pulled it towards her, slipping it underneath her blouse.

 

[soliloquy]

Katie

Katie was angry. She was playing the vixen in a mere attempt to draw him out of the cocoon he had so successfully buried himself in. Their hands battled one another as she attempted to push all his buttons and he tried to resist the temptation she was dangling in front of him.

Katie was persistent, and she would get what she wanted. Though she wasn't sure of what that was, exactly. She wanted him, but she also wanted him to know that he had left her hanging, and that she didn't appreciate it.

Finally, her energy getting the best of her, her hand made its way to his erection and squeezed a mite too tightly. Kurt yelped and pulled away from her just as Anna was rounding the corner.

Katie flashed a bright smile at Kurt. "Oh, I'm sorry Kurt, did I kick your foot?" He looked as if he wanted to strangle her.

Well, at least it was a passionate reaction.

But not nearly as passionate as the one Katie had when Anna's face poured forth of concern, and she nearly purred at him. "Oh, honey, are you all right?"

Katie could have killed her for all her sweetness right then and there...

 

[afternooner]

Kurt

“Oh honey, are you all right.?

Kurt looked up, he hadn’t even seen Anna, there so engrossed was he in Katie's touch and then his reaction to Katie's squeeze.

He gulped and tried to hide his embarrassment over being caught out. but had that even happened, Anna seemed unaware of what was going on but then why would she suspect anything she had no idea of his and Katie's past involvement.

The whole situation was getting more complicated by the minute . Kurt resolved to put an end to this charade .

“Sit down Anna there's something we need to talk about .Would you excuse us for a minute Katie. Katie looked at him obviously enjoying his embarrassment

Anna looked at him suspiciously and then at her watch.

“It can wait dear she reached out hand took his hand we’d better hurry you know how New York traffic can get at this hour.

“Yes dear, Katie mocked or maybe you don't remember its been a while since you’ve been in town.”

Kurt lowered his head feeling himself getting uncomfortable again and got up following Anna meekly through the restaurant.

The distraction of the show made Kurt feel more at ease and soon he found himself applauding as much as the girls . He found that Ben was an excellent actor and seemed to love being a part of this production.

After the show they made their way backstage, with the passes Ben had given them and were introduced to the rest of the cast at an impromptu celebration. Kurt felt privileged to be amongst the group and for a while forgot his problem and his resolve to get things out in the open. He raised his champagne glass to Anna, the next to Katie and the next to Ben, another two or three to everyone else until he had raised and drank a few too many times. He was drunk not being used to drinking so much so fast and after running out of small talk found a seat next to the piano and listened solemnly to the melodies the player was picking out..

 

[soliloquy]

Anna

Anna was too caught up in the New York theater scene to really notice that Kurt was so drunk. Later, she would feel ashamed to admit that she hadn't even noticed he had disappeared for quite a while after he did. More accurately, she was caught up in Ben. Ben was exciting, living the life she had always dreamed of, but dared not admit to anyone.

She found herself jealous of the redheaded spark who had Ben's eye. But tonight, he was catering to her. She didn't think much of it, really. She simply assumed that he got to see Katie all the time, and was treating Anna as a guest.

This didn't stop her, however, from taking any opportunity to hold his hand, touch his shoulder, or hug him. She even kissed the corner of his mouth after he had toasted her. He tasted like champagne and testosterone, if testosterone had a taste.

Her mind flitted briefly between the two men, sizing them up, weighing them. She shook that from her mind a time or two. Kurt loved her, she was sure of that. And Ben was just a fleeting moment or two of her life.

Anna made her way out the side door for a cigarette, and Ben followed.

"You really were fantastic, Ben."

"It's because you are here. I've been so excited to see you, Anna!"

He wrapped his arms around her and twirled her in the air.

A bit drunkenly, he stumbled and lost his footing until they were on the ground. Or rather, he was on the ground, and Anna was lying atop him...their faces only centimeters apart.

Anna sighed.