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It was a glorious early spring Sunday morning in the park and
I was enjoying it by sitting on a park bench dressed in a black silk sheath
dress, an outsized black brimmed hat with a yellow bird feather accent, nylon
stockings attached to the garters of my black girdle, my favorite black satin
pumps, with a copy of Cosmo and a huge plastic cup filled with a very volatile
vodka and tonic I mixed at home. Yes, drinking on a Sunday morning. But it
turned out that my morning was about to become even more decadent than I had
planned.
I had the magazine up to my nose reading with great interest an article titled
"The New Orgasm...And How to Get It." As I licked my finger to turn
the page in order to discover the big secret, I felt a soft but insistent
rubbing sensation against my calf. Without really looking down from the
fascinating article, I moved my arm to brush away whatever it was that was
pestering me. When I did so, I felt fur and jumped in my seat.
"Meeeeooooowwwww!" sounded a piercing screech below me.
I looked down in my frightened state and saw a truly astounding sight. A kitten,
no, a full-sized cat...but no, not that either, really, curled below me. In
fact, it was a young woman, with ginger-colored hair, two small cat ears
pointing up, a sly grin (dare I say a Cheshire grin?) upon her lips, sprawled on
her haunches and forelegs, er, arms, clad in black vinyl boots and an obscene
black vinyl garment that was akin to a body harness. I saw a long fluffy
ginger-colored tail peeking from under her hindquarters.
"Meeooowww" she whispered in a much more friendly way now that we were
making eye contact.
"Good morning, puss-puss" I said, feeling somewhat silly.
My newfound friend smiled, giggled, and rubbed her head against my leg.
"Careful, my dear, those are expensive stockings." I said.
The pussycat merely nodded, continued rubbing her cheek along my calf and I
could feel the vibration of her purring as she did so.
I took a long sip of my vodka and tonic. I realized that I was shaking with
nerves. Was I hallucinating? Was my vodka mix a bit too strong? Or was there a
beautiful young semi-nude catwoman stroking my leg with her soft cheek in a New
York City public park on a sunny Sunday morning?
An old gentleman in a long overcoat shuffled down the pathway in front of us.
"Nice little cat" he said as he tipped his hat to me. So it was true.
I had found – or been found by – a cute little stray kitten.
I looked down at the kitty cat. "Would you like to join me here on the
bench? The ground must be so cold."
"Meeeoooww" she whispered and slinkily got to her feet. I drank in the
sight of her. The gleaming black vinyl ensemble was quite striking and left
little to the imagination. The contrast of the ginger hair, her creamy skin and
the shiny black vinyl was very becoming. I noticed that her ginger tail seemed
to grow naturally from between the twin globes of her voluptuous derriere and
its fur hung down to where her black boots just covered her knees.
From somewhere deep inside me and beneath the layers of my own feminine articles
I felt the unmistakable stirrings of lust. "Oh, pussycat" I whispered
to myself as I let my eyes run over her from ears to tail.
The catwoman curled up on the bench next to me, her long legs folded beneath her
hindquarters and she adjusted her tail so that it fluffed across her naked
thighs. She leaned against me and I could again feel the vibration of her purr.
She looked at me, slowly batted her eyelashes, and smiled again in that coy
fashion.