Katrina sat in her first-class seat on her flight from New York to Des Moines, Iowa. She was headed back to her hometown for her best friend April's wedding. April had asked her to be the maid of honor, and how could she say no? Even though they hadn't spent much time together in the eight years since Katrina moved away for college, the two girls had an inexplicable bond that had grown as they discussed boyfriends and experiences over the phone. Katrina had planned some hot thrills for the bride-to-be before she tied the knot, and couldn't wait to see how her friend would respond to the challenge.
Katrina was on her second drink and already starting to feel a little giddy. She exchanged flirting glances with the attractive man across the aisle and conversed with the flight attendant in her sexiest voice, hoping he'd get turned on by listening. She wasn't in the mood to play anything out though, so she soon drifted off and began thinking of seeing April and all their high school friends again. She and April had been inseparable at one time. They had always made a real eye-catching team – Katrina tall and curvy with curly light brown hair and April a stunning petite redhead. April had gotten most of the attention when they were younger; Katrina was top of her class and most guys were afraid to approach her, plus she had been shy back then.
"Not now," she mused. A college experience far from home and big-city life had gotten her over her insecurities. Now she played her body (and mind) for its strongest points, and men flocked to her sensual confidence. She was still choosy, and had only let a few men actually become her lovers, but she'd really reveled in her sexual experiences – most of her boyfriends teased her that she had turned from small-town girl into nymphomaniac. She'd broken up with her last boyfriend several months ago, and had gotten over the heartache enough to feel her hormones straining for some new adventures.
Katrina smoothed her linen trousers over her rounded hips and re-settled in the seat. Several of her recent conversations with April had her intrigued. April was marrying Justin, her high-school sweetheart, and despite her vixenish looks, had held off sleeping with him until about a year ago. Katrina was happy to hear she was really enjoying her first sexual experience. April looked up to her friend as an experienced older sister, and they'd had some pretty graphic conversations on the phone about her technique – and his size. Katrina could hardly believe it when April said Justin had a 10-inch penis. He'd been the star of the basketball team, but in her experience the jocks actually turned out to have the smallest dicks. Katrina smiled. That's an experience I bet she enjoyed…
