After a 2-hour drive to the city, Katherine and her date, Liam are tickled to death to be out of that sleepy little southern town where nothing exciting ever happens and the bulk of evening entertainment is walking down to the Wal-Mart to watch men unload trucks and stock shelves.
Following an enjoyable dinner, she and Liam decide to go to a dance club and have a few drinks. It is early and the club is not yet crowded. From out of the corner of her eye, she spots a tall good-looking man at a table with a very beautiful young woman.
He is several years older than her, but hell, age is just a number. They get up to dance and Kat is immediately attracted to the young woman's innocent beauty. Her shoulder-length dark auburn hair and skin tone reflects a mixed breed of possibly a Hispanic/Caucasian. Her soft pale olive skin is so striking smooth and youthful that Kat's inner-sex switch is flipped on. Except for a few sensual experiments in college, she has never actually made love to a woman and the desire for it has been raging in her loins for quite some time now.
Kat continues to watch both he and his young beauty as they sway to and fro across the dance floor. Liam, Kat's steady live-in companion, has always been very understanding of her hard to satisfy sexual appetite and without even looking, she senses that he is more than likely checking out some young chicky-d-do his self.
The young woman's bottom is swishing around beneath her thin silk dress in a way that suggests that she is completely and wonderfully naked underneath. As her perfect little rounded ass continues to wiggle and shake, Kat drops her hand to her own panty-less pubic playhouse and starts to finger her little puffy pussy.
The man is also everything Kat ever wanted in a man and is a close match to the fantasy man of her wildest dream. The thought of him eating her own dripping wet snatch while she tastes every drop of love nectar from the young woman's tight pussy is causing Kats legs to quiver.
The man notices Kat staring and being a natural born womanizer and experienced seducer, winks at her and she flushes with embarrassment. When the music stops, he guides his beauty over to Kat's table and boldly introduces himself. "Hi, I'm Danny and this is Babette." Babette says hello and her voice is so sweetly innocent. "Mind if we join you?" he asks, directing his question to Liam. Liam looks at Kat and she answers with pleading eyes. Kat introduces Liam and then looking straight into the tall man's eyes she squints her bedroom eyes and says, "I'm Kat. Glad to meet you."
Time passes and after a few drinks and paired dancing, Danny whispers in Kat's ear. His breath smells sweet as it passes her nostrils. "Kat, we're in room 208 at the Gaylord Hotel, would you guys like to join us for a foursome?" By now, Kat's desire has built to epic proportions and she answers without even consulting Liam. "Yes, I would love that. I was hoping for that, Danny."
Back at the table, Babette and Liam have started their own special friendship and somehow the thought of them together excites the hell out of Kat. A knot of anxiety began to build in the pit of her stomach as she realized that her wildest fantasy was about to become a wonderful reality.
The four of them pushed their way through the crowd and made it out to the parking lot. Oddly, Danny and Babette were parked nearby. Just as Kat was about to reach for the door handle of their car. The wind popped up Babette's dress and Kat got a great look at her very lovely derrière as she climbed into Danny's hot rod Ford pickup. Kat licked her lips as she visualized how great that little butt would look with Danny's hot cum load splattered across the folds of her deep creviced bottom and of how great it would taste when she licked it off.
The valet took the vehicles up to the parking garage at the hotel while the four of them made their way up to room 208. Babette broke away from Danny and within the span of a heartbeat was leaning on Liam's shoulder and whispering something in his ear.
As the four of them climbed the stairs to the second floor, Danny's hand was massaging Kat's bare bottom from under her skirt and squeezing it each time it swayed into his hand. By now, Kat's 32-year-old heart was pounding in her chest causing her 36 double D breasts to rise and fall. She was flushed with a such a great expectation that her lightly freckled face was flushed red.
Almost before the door closed behind them, Babette and Danny began to clear the room of unnecessary furniture. Throw pillows were thrown into a large circle in the center of the room. Along the wall, a wooden table still remained. Kat didn't know if it was the evil looking grin that Danny flashed her or if it was just raw feminine intuition, but something told her that the table had been left for a reason.