"Thanks again Mum." Kate was hugging her 5 year old son as she spoke to her Mum.
"That's ok dear, you go and have a good time. If John can have a week playing golf in Spain, the least you deserve is a night out with friends!"
"You be a good boy for Grandma" she said to her son.
"I will" came the reply.
At that Kate Stephens headed for her car and the short journey to Lucy's. If her Mum had known the truth about their plans for tonight there was no way she would have volunteered to babysit! Kate suppressed the feeling of guilt and concentrated on the drive. Twenty minutes later she pulled on to Lucy Taylor's drive. Kate and Lucy had been friends since college and they had enjoyed some wild nights out together before Kate had married her husband 6 years ago. Since then, Kate had played the role of devoted wife whilst Lucy's behaviour had become even wilder. Lucy was waiting at the door. At 28, she was virtually the same age as Kate and they looked similar enough for many to think they were sisters. Both had dark brown hair, full and of shoulder length. At 5ft 8, Kate was a little taller but both had slim, well toned bodies which they worked hard to keep at the local gym. If Kate had the height advantage, then Lucy won on the breast front, her full D-cup breasts always turning heads when she was out. Kate's were smaller but firm and impressive nevertheless.
"Hi Kate." Lucy's voice was deliberately slutty in tone, aiming to provoke a response from her nervous friend.
"Hi." Kate could feel her heart beating faster already. She could only imagine how she would be feeling come 8pm. She followed Lucy into the house, accepting a large glass of wine in the process.
"For your nerves" said Lucy. "The taxi is booked for quarter to eight. Did you bring the long coat?"
Kate lifted the coat by way of response.
"Great! Wait till you see what I've got for you to wear"
Kate took a seat as Lucy fetched her 'outfit' for the night. Lucy returned and handed Kate some black stiletto heeled shoes. Lucy knew Kate had good legs and these shoes would make them look great. Next came a new pair of black hold up stockings with lacy tops. Stockings were very popular at the club they were going to and Lucy would also be wearing a pair. To complete Kate's outfit she was given a lacy black bra, the type designed to push her breasts up and out, with matching thong panties.
"Go and get changed." At this point, Kate realised what she was planning to do. Going out, dressed like a slut, to a club where she would be used like a slut. Lucy saw the doubt and hesitation on her best friend's face and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Trust me Kate, we are going to have the best night ever! Now, go. Get changed!" Kate headed for the spare room and started to undress. She admired her own naked figure in the mirror, proud of how she had maintained her body, even after the birth of her son. The fact that she did not need to work and could go to the gym every day had obviously helped but she had always taken care over her diet too. She slid on the stockings, black and seamed until they were tight around her upper thighs. After pulling on the thong panties, she put on the bra, blushing at the way it emphasised her breasts. Finally she put on the heels. Again she looked in the mirror realising how much she looked like the girls in the porn magazines John had at home. She hoped the guys she would meet tonight would like the look too.
If Kate had thought she looked slutty nothing had prepared her for Lucy's outfit. Benefiting from a tan she had gained after a recent holiday in Greece, Lucy had gone for white high heels and white stockings which were held up by suspenders attached to a white basque. But it was no ordinary basque. It only had one quarter cups, and as a result Lucy's large breasts spilled over, her nipples proudly displayed. Kate also noticed that Lucy had chosen not to wear panties.
"You can't go like that!"
"Trust me honey, I can and I am. The guys will love this. Besides, how long to do you thing your tits and pussy will be hidden for?" Kate struggled for a reply but the silence was broken by the sound of the taxi pulling up outside. Both girls put on the long coats, and for the time being looked anything but the sluts they were going to be later.
"One for the road" said Lucy, handing Kate a glass of neat vodka. Both girls downed the drink in a single swallow and headed for the taxi. Neither girl spoke as the taxi headed into town. Kate though about her husband John. She should never have married him, she knew that now. But she was 22, young, impressionable. Ten years her senior he was a successful business director with an expensive car and a love of fine restaurants. After the birth of their son, John had seemed to lose interest in her preferring evenings out with work colleagues or golf. They still had sex, but it lacked the passion that Kate desired. Her solution to this problem had not been marriage counselling but instead to pour her heart out to her best friend Lucy, the single girl who persuaded her that a night at a swingers club was what she needed. It was madness of course but Kate felt that she could not back down after drunkenly agreeing and deep inside, part of her wanted this.
The car pulled up outside the discreet entrance to the club. Lucy paid the taxi and both girls walked up to the door. A doorman, tall and well built stood there.
"Are you members ladies?"
"I am" replied Lucy.
The doorman opened the heavy doors and Kate nervously followed Lucy inside. A woman in her forties stood behind a counter.
"Do you have your membership cards?" she asked.
Lucy handed over her card. "My friend is a guest, it's her first time."
The lady smiled. "She will need to sign in here, and there is an entry fee of £10."
