It was February, 1978, more than ten years before Katie would become a well known TV morning show personality. Back then, Katie was a 21 year old college student from Virginia. She had just finished interviewing with a leading news network in New York City for a summer job. As she headed out, she realized it was going to be difficult to get back to her hotel in the winter storm.
It was almost impossible to see when she stepped out onto the sidewalk. She shielded her face from the driving blizzard and started up the street. Miraculously an empty cab appeared around the corner. Just before she reached it someone else climbed into the back seat. Katie was furious.
"Godammit, this was my fucking cab. You saw me. Get out."
Katie looked into the friendly blue eyes of a handsome man in his thirties. She recognized Brad immediately as a rising star at the network and someone who had interviewed her earlier that day. He looked back into her big brown eyes and immediately knew that someday she was going to be famous.
"If it's alright with you, Katie, I'd rather share. How about a drink?"
He took a flask and two shot glasses out of his briefcase. Katie apologized and slipped into the back seat. They clicked glasses and drained the first shot. Twenty minutes later they were on their third. The cab had barely moved.
Brad was charming and flirted teasingly with Katie. When he slipped an arm around her, Katie tilted her head. Their lips met. Her mouth opened and their tongues mingled. Brad moved his hand under her coat and gently massaged her soft breast. He pulled her blouse open and slipped his hand into her bra. She purred as he squeezed the naked flesh and pinched her swollen nipple.
Katie's body trembled with need. Brad kissed her neck and then pushed his tongue into her ear. Her hand moved to the bulge in his trousers. She rubbed along its length and massaged the swollen meat inside. She could barely contain the lust surging through her loins and making her panties damp.