Alien Sex Cat- Part 1
Ezra stopped to pick up his apartment keys which he had just dropped for the third time on one of his usual jaunts down Kingsley boulevard. He decided to put it in his pocket this time, rather than swinging it idly as he conversed with his friend Rumi about his latest gig. Rumi had apparently lost interest in stopping every fifteen minutes while he retrieved his keys and she now stood on the corner between a tree and the local pet store. The waning sunlight streamed through the trees and rested on her body, encasing her in an angelic glow. Her auburn hair lit up as it blew in the breeze and her blue Levi's jeans clung to her curvaceous thighs. That image, combined with her flowing sleeveless blouse made her seem ethereal.
"Of all the days to leave my camera home, today had to be one of them." Ezra thought.
He then noticed Rumi uncharacteristically staring at the pet store window, an action that drew his curiosity.
"Rumi, what are you staring at ? Don't tell me you're a pet person now..." he asked as he approached her, a small smile creeping onto his face. Rumi turned and gave him a smile that made his breath hitch in his throat. Her teeth, perfect and white, her lips thick and luscious, always had that effect on him.
Without missing a beat, Rumi replied,"Don't be crazy, you know I can't take animals. Besides, I'm too selfish to take care of a pet," She hesitated before continuing. "But if I had to, I'd buy that cat right there..."
Ezra turned from Rumi and looked in the direction she pointed in. He then gazed intently at the most beautiful cat he had ever seen. It had green almond eyes, a beautifully spotted coat, and a tail that was at least an inch and half too long to be normal. On any other day, he would be known as a dog lover, but today...today was different. Ezra felt such a strong connection to this cat, almost like she called to him. Her almond eyes gazed intently into his and she stood when she saw him, waving her tail, back and forth, hypnotically. Her overall visage was so striking that for the second time today, Ezra chastised himself for leaving his camera at home.
"Oh Ezra, isn't she beautiful, I could stare at her all day..." he heard Rumi say, as her voice penetrated his daze. This time, however, he did no turn to look at Rumi, but he felt her arms wrap around his. He also felt his crotch tingle and his underwear begin to grow. Not wanting to be embarrassed, he turned away from the cat and moved away from Rumi.
"Yeah...me too, she's gorgeous," he said, his voice a pitch too high. He coughed as shoved his hands into his pockets.
"You know Ez, it's been a while since you've been on date, I think that Persian Mau is just the kind of girl for you. It looked like you too shared a love connection..." Rumi joked as she elbowed his side.
"Hah! Very funny RuRu, I'll date the cat when you marry a dog. How do you know it's a girl anyway?" returned Ezra.
"Oh please, all you men are dogs, I'll have to marry one of you eventually. As for the cat, just call it a woman's intuition. Anyway, this is where I leave you, I have work to catch up on, I'll see tomorrow for lunch. We should do this again soon, I enjoyed this little Sunday stroll..." Ezra felt his face break into a wide smile, a smile that was reflected on Rumi's face.
"Yea, it was fun, maybe next two weeks..."
Ezra was a little caught off guard when Rumi leaned in to hug him, but he quickly caught up. "Later Ez."
Just like that Rumi crossed the road and was gone too soon. Ezra turned back to look at the cat, who was still staring at him, its expression had somehow changed, and it seem to be a little rankled. "Hmmm, why are cats so moody" he thought to himself, then turned to walk back home.
That night Ezra had a fitful sleep. He tossed and turned, feeling unusually turned on for no reason. He thought about his walk with Rumi and saw flashes of her face as she stood in front of the pet store. He also thought about the Egyptian Mau and what it would be like to stroke her glossy coat. With that thought, his erection pulsed, and Ezra groaned in frustration. It had been too long since he had sex, even pretty cats had started to turn him on. He chuckled at the thought and decided to get out of bed and look through his photography portfolio; sleeping was definitely not going to happen anytime soon. As he browsed through his previous works searching for inspiration he heard Rumi's voice in his head, "Oh Ezra, isn't she beautiful, I could stare at her all day..." Ezra knew what to do now, and with that thought, his eyes started to get heavy and he crawled back into bed, there to enjoy one of his last nights of peaceful rest.