by Donna, Ev and Toni

(Rated NC17)

After telling her tall tale, Katherine walked across the room and squeezed herself in between Jeremy and Michele who were laughing almost uncontrollably. It was a tight fit with the three of them sharing the love seat but neither man seemed to be minding it one bit.

Michele was happier than he could remember. When Katherine squeezed onto the love seat, already half on his lap, he was ecstatic. Once he got his laughter under control, he couldn't help cuddling against her and reaching out to stroke her leg. He really wanted to say something, but all he could manage was, "Chere..."

Smiling sweetly, Kat draped an arm over both Michele and Jeremy, pulling them even closer. She then took turns nuzzling each of their ears reducing them to giggles and laughter again. "Having fun?" she asked them.

Jeremy managed to stop laughing long enough to kiss her cheek. "This is the best party I've ever been to."Michele nuzzled her ear and whispered. "Merci, chere." This was the first time in a long time he felt like part of something. It was wonderful and he couldn't forget that Katherine had drawn his name.

They sat that way for awhile, snuggling and chatting happily with each other and the people around them. The crowd was thinning out with a large group of men wandering off to play poker again and others scattered throughout the house doing other *interesting* things. It was getting into the wee hours of the morning and Katherine yawned and stretched. "I think I'm going to go rest for a little while," she said with a wink to Michele. She leaned over to him and whispered, "Give me 15 minutes and come on up and join me, mon cher."

Michele sat, stunned for a moment. Then a brilliant smile lit up his face. So many feelings tumbled over each other in his mind. Lust, fear, hope, and admiration all warred with each other. "Moi?"

Jeremy grinned and patted him on the back, giving him a wink. He was happy for Michele. He was a nice guy, now that he wasn't so depressed any more.

Katherine made her way upstairs to her room and went in the bathroom to freshen up a bit. She stripped off the loose fitting top and leggings she was wearing and put on a long, teal colored silk robe in their place. Stepping up on the stool beside the high four poster bed, she pulled the curtains aside and then laid down. It felt so good to put her feet up!

"Go on! She's waiting!" Jeremy gave Michele a push, grinning at him. "You'll be fine." Michele got to his feet and started toward the stairs, blushing a little as people cheered or teased. There was even some scattered applause. He turned and grinned at everybody before he was out of the room. He couldn't help slowing down as he approached her door. He wanted so much to be with her, but he was afraid he would do something to disappoint her or make himself look like a fool. He could just go and hide in his room. No. That was his depression trying to get hold of him again. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door swung open as he knocked. Katherine had apparently left it open for him. As his peered into the room he saw her lying on a beautiful, old style European bed, her soft blonde curls tumbled over the plush pillows underneath her head. The robe she was wearing had loosened and had fallen open, revealing a breast and the gentle roundness of her tummy, just starting to swell with her pregnancy. As he stood there admiring her, she stirred and opened an eye. "Venez me joindre, mon amour. {Come and join me, my love}," she said in a low, sweet voice.

He stepped inside, making very sure the door was shut, and somewhat hesitantly, approached the bed. He couldn't take his eyes off her. "Vous etes si beau. {You are so beautiful.}" He gently settled on the bed next to her and took her hand and kissed it.

Katherine smiled and then stretched lazily before reaching down and undoing the belt completely that had held her robe together. As he started to reach out to touch her and then hesitated, she chuckled and said, "It's ok to touch, I won't break."

He smiled and reached out again, his hand starting on her thigh and gently stroking up across her belly, marveling that there was a baby growing there. Then he explored higher, his hands barely brushing her breasts. He slipped off his shoes and laid next to her on the bed, pressing himself against her.

He barely noticed her undoing his shirt or her delicate fingers lightly tracing designs over his chest and belly. Katherine could feel how anxious he was and was deliberately keeping the pace slow and very low keyed at the moment, letting him have all the time he needed to explore her body. When he leaned over to kiss her gently, she met his lips with her mouth slightly open and teased him with her tongue into deepening the kiss even more.

He explored her mouth, enjoying her taste. He was dimly aware that his shirt was being slipped off his shoulders. His hands strayed back to her breasts and he massaged them, loving the feel of her body.

Before he knew it, his pants had joined his shirt on the floor beside the bed. Michele helped Katherine slip off the robe in between kisses and then carefully laid it at the foot of the bed for her. As the two of them slipped underneath the thick down comforter he held her tightly in his arms for awhile, relishing the feel of her naked body up against his. It was all he could too to keep from taken her right then and there on the spot, but he managed to find enough control to just lay there. After a few moment of their close communion, Katherine pushed him onto his back and straddled him, her mouth, tongue and hands running over his body, driving him to new heights of pleasure. "Je voudrais une danse lente, mon ami. {I would like a slow dance, my friend}," she whispered as she lowered herself onto his achingly hard manhood. Then ever so gently and slowly, she began to ride him as his hands roamed over the smooth silky skin of her breasts and belly.

He gasped as she took him inside her. He was on fire with need. "Mon dieu!" He was hoping he wouldn't come too quickly and disappoint her. His hips responded to her rhythm almost of their own accord and he began to lose himself in the pleasure.

Katherine was in complete control though, keeping the pace slow and steady as they made love, increasing the rhythm and tempo gradually. She projected just enough of what she was feeling into his mind to let him know just how good he was making her feel but not enough to overwhelm him. Together she took them spiraling upwards until they both cried out in joy as their shared pleasure exploded in both of their bodies simultaneously.

This was an experience like no other he had ever had. He had never been with someone who could let him feel what she felt. It was so intense! The release left him more relaxed than he had been in ages. When he could move again, he gave her a hug and whispered, "Je suis dans le ciel. {I'm in heaven.}"

"As close as we can get here on earth," she whispered into his ear as she curled up with her head on his chest and her legs draped over his, the roundness of her belly pressing gently against his side. Within moments she was sound asleep. Michele held her as she slept and reflected on all the good and wonderful things that had come into his life since he had come to SIMsCity. With such thoughts on his mind, he too drifted off to sleep. The two of them remained as they were until the first hint of the morning sun came streaming through the window of her room.