A few weeks after attending the British Youth Athletic Championships, Dame Jessica Ennis-Hill was in her hotel room preparing herself for the presentation evening.
After driving down from her Yorkshire home, the 35 year old mother of two was looking forward to a nice evening, mixing with the cream of the next generation of Britain's athletes.
As she began to strip for her shower, there was a knock on the door.
"Kat, what a lovely surprise, come on in." Said Jess as she greeted Katrina Johnson Thompson, a fellow Heptathlete and World Champion.
The dusky mixed race girl, hugged Jess and kissed her on the cheek.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Jess.
Kat answered, "It was supposed to be Paula, but she was held up in Edinburgh, and they sent me, at the last minute,"
"I was just about to get in the shower, make yourself a drink if you want," said Jess.
Kat said, "Do you have a nice dress I could borrow? I don't like the one I've brought."
"Take a look in the closet, there might be something in there, oh, not the red one, that's mine for tonight."
Kat looked at her and marvelled at the way she looked. A mixed race girl like herself, slightly shorter, but still with that slim athletic figure, despite having two children.
"Thanks," replied Kat.
Jess stripped off her tee shirt and peeled off the Lycra leggings. She then pulled off the sports bra and rather unsexy pants, she was naked.
"Wow, you look beautiful, just as I remember," said Kat wistfully. They had many times shared communal changing rooms at Athletic meets and training camps.
Jess, entering the bathroom, turned and said, "Why thank you, you look stunning by the way."
Kat looked through the four or five dresses hanging in the closet, before selecting a yellow number that would compliment her skin tones beautifully.
Jess emerged from the shower, wrapped in a white cotton robe. "Did you find a dress?" She asked.
"Yes that little yellow number, if that's ok." Replied Kat.
Jess slipped off the robe and walked naked to the dresser and pulled out her make up bag.
Kat's thought went back to her days when she was just starting out in the sport and the beautiful naked woman in front of her was her inspiration, her idol and at that young age, her sexual fantasy. Many a time she had laid on her bed looking at the poster of Jess on her wall and her hand had slipped inside her panties or pyjama bottoms and she had dreamt of making love to her.
"Shouldn't you be getting ready?" Said Jess, jolting Kat out of the daydream she was enjoying so much.
Kat replied, "God, is that the time?" And scooping up the yellow dress, she left for her own room.
The night was a great success, the young stars were very excited to meet two such icons of the sport, and many selfies and pictures were taken and shared.
About 11 o'clock, most of the juniors had dispersed and Jess and Kat were enjoying a drink with some officials from the sports governing body.
"God these are boring old farts, what say we grab a bottle or two and take them back to my room," said Jess.
Kat was only to eager to agree, all night she had been fantasising about her friend and mentor, would her desires come to fruition? She certainly hoped so.
The two, giggling like school girls made their way to Jess's suite. Once inside they popped open a bottle of Prosecco and began some chit chat about the evenings events.
Then Kat said, "When I was younger, you were my idol, I worshipped you, had posters on my bedroom wall and everything." Then continued, "Who did you look up to?"
Without hesitating Jess said,"Denice Lewis, I was the same, posters etc, can I let you into a secret?" then continued, "I used to masturbate looking at Denice's picture, she was the subject of my first ever orgasm."
