Cathy and Tom had been together for awhile. They both had an appetite for sex and all that went with it. Between the two of them, they'd bought every sex toy imaginable. They also loved to role play. Tonight was one of those nights.
Cathy had bought a little black dress with a low neck-line to show off what she felt was her best assets. She teased her hair and piled on her make up. She topped off her outfit with knee-high come-fuck-me boots. She purposely left off the underwear. Her tits were huge, but perky when unrestrained. Her nipples almost always showed her arousal, a feature Tom loved, even if other guys took notice of them.
Cathy always had the fantasy of rough forced sex, not rape, or at least not completely. But, considering she was almost a nympho, sex was never forced with her. She looked herself over in the mirror then caught a cab to the bar. She'd been there about an hour when Tom showed up. He had a rugged little beard going on, a wife beater and jeans. She had already knocked back a few drinks when he came up and offered to buy her a drink. They introduced themselves as Noreen and Dave.
