She was trying to write the next installment of her Cat Tales series, and was typing away on the laptop, but the 20-something year old sitting in the roomy first class seat next to her wanted to chat. The kid was an up and coming Stanford graduate working for a big wireless communications firm in San Francisco. He was all full of piss and vinegar, ready to take on the corporate world, and was going to be a CEO before he turned 35. Or so he thought. He was making an awkward attempt to flirt with Cat, which doesn't normally bother her, but she really wanted to get going on her new story. She now knew that Paul liked to hike and race cars.

"So what do you do Cat? Is it alright if I call you Cat? Is that your nickname?"

"I work for the space agency. I do public relations and VIP liaison work."

"Wow! You work for NASA? Cool! Did you ever fly in the Space Shuttle? Have you met any famous astronauts? Have you ever had sex while you were weightless? Ha ha ha, that was just a joke. Unless you really have?"

Always the same questions, Cat thought to herself.

"No I've never flown in the Shuttle, only in simulators. I am quite close to a former Apollo astronaut, and I've met more than half of the Shuttle crews. And no, sorry, never had weightless sex. Its on my 'to do' list before I die though."

"Wow, that's pretty cool. Uh, what's Apollo? Was that the name of one of the early Shuttles?"

Cat had to control the nearly overwhelming urge to choke the little shit. He's probably never heard of the Beatles either, she fumed.

"No, that was the name of the space program from the mid 60's until about 1972. The commander of Apollo 17 was the last person to stand on the moon. Way before your time, I'm sure."

"Boy I'll say. I wasn't even born until 1980. So what are you going to be doing in San Francisco?"

"I'm giving a presentation on the next two Shuttle missions to the employees at the Ames Research Facility. I don't normally come out this way, I usually only go to Huntsville and Cape Canaveral."

"Cool. So where are you staying? Maybe I could show you around San Francisco. I know it like the back of my hand. Maybe I could take you to dinner or something."

"I'm staying at the Fairmont in downtown San Jose but I'm only going to be here for two days, I'll be leaving Saturday afternoon. Maybe next time I'm out this way. Thanks for the offer though, you're sweet."

"Hey no problem. If you change your mind, here's my card. Call me on my cell phone anytime, day or night. I really have a thing for older women by the way. So is that what you're working on right now? Preparing your speech on the laptop?"

Older women? I'm gonna throw the little turd out the hatch any minute now, Cat fumed to herself.

"No actually I'm writing a short story. Its my hobby, I'm an amateur author."

"Really? What are you writing, a space adventure? Alien invasion? Amazon Women from Venus? Ha ha ha."

"No actually its an erotic adventure."

"Whoa, really? You write erotic stuff? What's it about?"

"Well, it's a sexy action adventure involving a female hero I modeled after myself. She gets into and out of trouble all the time, and has lots and lots of sex. In this story, she's taken captive by terrorists from Ireland who need her DNA for evil purposes. She has sex with both good guys and bad guys, lots of bondage stuff, forced sex, cum splatter everywhere, she even has sex with a mythical animal. There's CIA, martial arts, violence, love, sex, dream sequences, lesbianism, incest, evil geniuses wanting to take over the world, good versus evil, all that good stuff."

Paul was just staring at Cat as if mesmerized. That same look I'm so familiar with, she thought. The male seizure syndrome.

"Oh man! When will you be done? When does it get published? I've got to read it."

"Here's the website where I have the first chapter published. You can read it for free. This chapter won't be done for a few weeks, but it'll be posted in the same place. Why don't you read Chapter 1 now? I think they have wireless internet on the plane."

Paul scrambled to open his own laptop and access the internet. That should keep him busy for awhile, Cat thought. She went back to writing her story in peace. About two hours later, they landed at San Jose Mineta International Airport. As they were gathering up their possessions, Cat noticed Paul standing in the aisle slack-jawed, just staring at her, having another seizure. Smiling to herself, Cat mused, I guess he read my stories.

"That fucking bitch!"

Bob was sitting at his desk in front of the computer, reading his email. Just as he blurted out the expletive, his friend Derek walked past the open door to his office. Derek stopped suddenly and stared in at Bob.

"Hey Bob, what's up? Doing personal business on company time? Don't tell me its that internet slut again. Do you still keep in touch with that prick teaser?"

"To answer your barrage of questions: nothing, yes, yes, and yes. She's not a slut, but she is a damn fine tease. You saw that letter she wrote to the three of us. She's hot, but I can never figure out when she's telling the truth and when she's just teasing me. Just when I think I've got her figured out, she throws me for a loop. I just can't help myself, I really like her a lot."

"She's fucking with you man, she gets off having guys chase her around, even on the net. Like you said, she's a fucking bitch. Forget about her man. What did she say this time?"

"She just got finished telling me she's gonna surprise me one day by showing up unannounced. She said she's gonna be on her cell phone, standing outside my office window, telling me to look down in the parking lot at the blonde chick with the big tits waving up at me. It'd be just like her to do that."

"HA HA HA!>!No way Bob. That broad is never gonna show up here. She's just messing with your head. Both of them."

"Very funny. You're probably right. She told me one time she never meets with anyone from the internet. Said I might be the next Ted Bundy. But I wonder; she's full of surprises."

"She's full of herself. She's the type that loves having guys wrapped around her little pinky, always at her beck and call, slobbering all over her. She probably gets old farts to buy her jewelry and cars and shit, then maybe gives them a blow job in return. Nothing but a shallow gold digger. I will never understand how a guy can fall head over heels for a chick. You won't see that happen to me, ever."

"Yeah sure Derek. That's probably why you've been married and divorced three times. You've got to let women think they're in charge, even though they're not."

"No broad is ever gonna run my life. That cunt has got you seriously fucked up, you need a reality check man. Let's go out this weekend, isn't your wife going to be out of town with the kids? Going to Disneyland or something?"

"Yeah, she's going to see her sister in Anaheim. What do you want to do?"

"We could go to the Brass Rail, I hear they have some new dancers. Wait, I know! Let's go to the O'Farrell Theater. Saturday night is amateur night, its supposed to be pretty wild. At least we can watch some decent-looking women do one of the few things they're actually good for: dancing naked for us men, hahahaha. I mean, the only other thing they're good for is fucking. What do you say?"

"Yeah I guess so. Let's take Kevin, he needs a little loosening up."

"Alright!"

On the way to the hotel, Cat started thinking about her internet friend Bob. He lives and works around here somewhere, I wonder what would happen if I called him up. Normally Cat would never do that, she made a strict policy for herself a long time ago, never ever meet with strangers from the internet. No matter how nice they seem, the world is full of stalkers and worse. I don't need that crap in my life, she thought. But the more she thought about it, the more she imagined what a surprise visit would do to the poor guy. He doesn't believe I'd ever do it, she thought. What was the name of that company he said he worked for? Oh yeah, now I remember! Pulling out her cell phone, Cat dialed information.

"Yes, I need the address and phone number of _ _ _ _ _ _ . Thank you."

After writing it down, Cat handed the slip of paper to the cab driver.

"Take me to this address first please."

En route to the office building, Cat dialed Bob's phone number.

"Hello?"

"Hi Bob, guess who?"

"I'm sorry I don't . . . OH NO!"

"Oh yes, its me Cat. Guess where I am?"

Bob's heart skipped a beat. "Don't tell me you're in the parking lot of my building. I just looked out the window, no blondes with big tits waving. You're teasing me again."

"Oh you're right, you caught me. I was on my way to Cape Canaveral and I thought I'd trick you. Guess you're too smart for me."

"Goddamn it Cat, you are such a fucking bitch! I almost had a heart attack thinking you were here in San Francisco. How could you do this to me? The guys were right, you're such a fucking prick teasing cunt. I don't know why I put up with you."

"The guys said that? Which guys? Let me talk to them."

"Oh no you don't. That's all they need to hear. I'll never live this down if they find out I almost fell for one of your stupid games. No way. Have a nice time at the Cape. Bye!"

Bob slammed the phone down and stomped out of his office. He had to get some stuff together for his afternoon meeting with the sales people. Of all the nerve, he thought to himself. But a few minutes later, Bob regretted being so mean to Cat. Shit, at least she called me on the phone. I didn't even think she'd ever do that. Damn, I wonder if I can track that number down.

When the cabbie dropped Cat off at the front door of the office building, she debated whether or not to call Bob back or just show up. After verifying she had the right business, Cat entered the lobby and stopped at the reception desk.

"I'm here to see Mr. Bob Saldic.

"Who may I say is asking for him?"

Hesitating only for a microsecond, Cat said, "Tell him his sister Cathy is here to see him. He wasn't expecting me, I just thought I'd drop in."

"Well how nice to meet you! I didn't know Bob had a sister. Please have a seat, I'll notify him right away."

Momentarily away from his desk, Bob didn't hear his phone ringing. Just as the secretary was about to leave Bob a voice message, Derek and Kevin walked in through the front door of the building.

"Oh, Kevin, Derek, do you know where Bob is?"

At first both men didn't hear the receptionist calling them. They both noticed the woman in the waiting area at the same time. A blonde, green-eyed woman about 35 or so, 5'4", slim with a knockout figure. She was wearing a dark gray pin striped business suit consisting of a jacket over a camisole top, and a short skirt. She had on stockings and heels, and her legs looked strong and muscular. She was sitting on the black leather chair with her legs crossed, and the skirt had risen up above the mid-thigh. The lacy tops of the stockings could just barely be seen. For some odd reason, Derek thought she looked familiar, especially the way she was sitting there.

Trying to get their attention the secretary said, "Kevin, Derek, hello?!"

When they reached the receptionist, she said to them, "Geez you guys, haven't you ever seen a woman before? By the way, that's Bob sister Cathy. She's here to see him, but I don't think Bob knows she was coming. Do you know where he is?"

Kevin said, "No but I'll go find him.

Derek said, "And I'll go say hello to sis. Hellooo sista!"

Kevin took the elevator up to the third floor, and went in search of Bob. Derek walked over to the woman and introduced himself.

"Hi, I understand you're Bob's sister. My name is Derek Payton, I work with Bob. I'm Director of AsiaPac sales. Nice to meet you."

"So you're Derek. Bob has told me so much about you. Funny, you don't look like a sphincter muscle."

"WHAT! Bob said that about me? I'm gonna kick his ass. I'm one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet. In fact, just to prove it, I'm gonna take you out for a classy seafood dinner right on the wharf. Nothing but the best for Bob's little sister. How does wine and candlelight sound to you?"

"That sounds great Derek. Is Bob coming too, or is it just you and me?"

"Uh, well, I think Bob has a prior engagement tonight. So I guess its just you and me. How long will you be staying?"

"I was supposed to leave Saturday afternoon, but I think I'll stay until Sunday. After all, I did come here to see my big brother. Maybe we should check with Bob first before we make any plans. Although, I wouldn't mind having a nice romantic dinner alone with such a handsome man like yourself."

"Uh, um, I think maybe you're right. We better check with Bob first."

"Okay then. Shall we go up to his office?"

Cat uncrossed her legs to stand up. As she did, Derek could swear he saw all the way up her skirt, right to her crotch. She was wearing stockings alright, because he saw the lace tops near her upper thighs. And it looked like she was wearing very little else. What he thought he saw was a black lace triangle of cloth barely covering her twat. Cat was looking at him looking at her, and she was smiling.

In the meantime, Kevin was frantically searching for Bob. He found him near the photocopy machine.

"Bob! I'm glad I found you. Your sister is here, she stopped by to see you."

"My sister? Which one?"

"Cathy! She's in the lobby right now talking to Derek. Man, you never told us your sister was a hottie. She's gorgeous! Wow!"

"Cathy's here? I thought she was in Las Vegas. I wonder why she didn't call me."

"I don't know, but you better hurry. Derek's probably trying to pick her up right now."

"Derek's trying to pick up my sister? I doubt it, she's not exactly his type. She's a little on the heavy side for one thing."

"What are you kidding? She's beautiful! Slim and petite and it looks like she works out. She's got really well defined arm and leg muscles. You should see her."

"My sister Cathy? I don't think so. Let's go see."

As Bob and Kevin began walking toward the elevators, the doors suddenly slid open, and out walked Derek and . . . Cat! Holy shit!, Bob thought, its Cat! Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod.

"BOB! How are you?"

Cat ran up to Bob and leaped at him. Without thinking, Bob reached out and caught her, holding her in his arms. Cat wrapped her muscular legs around Bob's waist, her arms around his neck, and kissed him. She planted her lips on his and stuck her tongue deep into Bob's mouth. Bob responded like any healthy man and kissed her back, his tongue intertwining with hers. He instantly had a raging hardon, which Cat could feel pressing against her pussy. Bob wanted to throw her down on the nearest desk and fuck her brains out. He was mad with passion; he almost ripped her clothes off right then and there, when he suddenly became aware of the other people in the office. His mouth still glued to Cat's, Bob looked around and saw the shocked looked on his co-workers faces. He managed to pry himself loose from Cat, releasing his grip on her waist so that she could stand on her own two feet.

'Uh, hey Cathy, nice to see you. Boy we haven't seen each other in a long time huh? Hey everyone, this is my sister Cathy. We've always been very close."

"Yeah I'll say", Kevin snickered.

"Wow, are you guys really brother and sister?" Derek jokingly asked.

"YES! We are. Cathy, this is Kevin Gary and I guess you already met Derek. Soooo Cat...thy, what are you doing here? Why didn't you call first you, you, you sneak you?"

"I did call bro. I tried to tell you I was coming to see you, but you didn't believe me, remember? You thought I was just kidding. I guess its my fault for always playing tricks on you huh? When I tried to call back, there was no answer. So I thought I'd just come by and surprise you. SURPRISE!"

"Well this is a surprise. Unfortunately I have to go to a meeting this afternoon. Where are you staying?"

"The Fairmont. I haven't checked in yet. I need to call a taxi to take me there. I'll be tied up at the Ames Research Facility all day Friday and then Saturday morning, but I'm available tonight, Friday and Saturday nights. Think you and your friends could entertain me? I'd love to see the San Francisco night life."

Before Bob could answer, Derek said, "Sure we can entertain you. We're free this weekend, right Bob?"

"Uh yeah sure, no problem. I'll call a taxi for you so you can check in at the hotel."

"Um, I could take your sister to the hotel", Kevin offered.

"That would be great! Thanks Kevin, I'll get my bag. I'll call ya later, Bobby Boy, maybe we can do dinner. Bye Derek, it was really nice to meet you. Maybe you could join us."

Bob said, "I can't tonight Cathy, but Friday night and the rest of the weekend for sure."

Then Derek chimed in, "I'm free tonight, how about that dinner I offered earlier?"

"Sure, pick me up at the hotel around 7. That okay?"

"Oh yeah, that'll be fine."

Cat walked over to Bob and planted another full mouth kiss on him.

"Its so good to see you Bobby boy! I can't wait to spend an evening with you . . . and your friends."

"Yeah, me too Cathy, this is really quite a shock. A good shock though."

Kevin picked up Cat's bag and she followed him to his car. He drove her to the hotel, which wasn't too far from the office. Kevin just assumed he was going to drop her off and leave, until Cat told him to come up and chat if he wanted. Kevin was not sure what to do, so Cat made up his mind for him.

"Come on Kevin. I've nothing to do until Derek picks me up for dinner, keep me company for a little while."

So Kevin followed her into the hotel, where she checked in and received her key card. Kevin thought it was odd when Cat asked for three extra cards, wondering why she needed so many.

"Here, you take one. I'll give one to Bob and one to Derek. You three are the only people I know in this town, so if I lose my card, I have three people who can help me get back into my room. And that way, you guys can come up anytime too. Come on, lets go."

When they got to the room, Cat opened the door and went inside, followed closely by Kevin. It was a large suite, with a bedroom, separate living room, a kitchenette and a bathroom. Cat told Kevin to throw her bag on the bed and then get himself something to drink from the refrigerator, and to get her a Diet Coke. Cat began rummaging through her bag, coming up with a pair of blue jeans and a yellow tank top. She put the rest of her clothes away in the dresser. Removing the suit jacket, Cat sat in a chair and kicked her heels off.

"I'm gonna need to get this cleaned for tomorrow morning. Could you call the concierge and have him send someone to pick up my suit and have it cleaned and pressed? Thanks Kevin."

While Kevin was on the phone, he happened to glance over at Cat, who had pulled her skirt up above the tops of her stockings, and was in the process of rolling them off her legs. Kevin thought it was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. After removing the stockings, Cat stood up and unbuttoned the skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Kevin stared, not saying a word. Cat was standing not six feet away from him, wearing only a thong and a camisole top. She neatly folded the skirt and placed it on top of the jacket. Snapping her fingers to get Kevin's attention, Cat pointed to the suit laying across the arm of the chair. Kevin shook his head and quickly looked away. Bob's sister was standing in front of him, practically naked. As he hung up the phone, Cat turned and walked away, pulling the camisole top up and over her head, throwing it on the chair.

"I'm gonna take a shower and freshen up. After the concierge picks up my suit, come on back and talk to me some more."

What Kevin saw, and would remember for the rest of his life, was the vision of Bob's beautiful sister, her blonde hair hanging down to the middle of her naked back, her bare buttocks swaying slightly as she walked away. After they came and picked up the suit, Kevin was hesitant to walk into the bathroom. He could hear the shower running, and Cat was humming something softly. He walked to the bathroom entrance, hovering just outside.

"They picked up your suit. It'll be delivered by 6AM they said."

"WHAT?"

"I said your suit will be back by 6AM."

"I can't hear you over the shower Kevin, come in if you want to talk."

Kevin came in and sat up on the counter top. He could barely see a silhouette through the translucent shower curtain. The water suddenly stopped and before Kevin could bolt out the door, Cat slid the curtain open.

Standing in front of him naked and dripping, Cat said, "Hey, hand me a big bath towel would you? Thanks."

Trying not to stare, Kevin handed her the towel while looking at the floor. He did manage to glance at her boobs, which looked fantastic. He also noticed she shaved her pubic area completely bald. She dried off quickly, then wrapped the towel around herself. Walking back into the bedroom, Cat sat down on the bed. Kevin walked slowly behind her, and was about to dash out into the living room.

"Have a seat in that chair, take a load off."

Kevin sat down quickly, still staring at the floor. Cat stood up and removed the towel. As she began to pull the jeans on over her legs, Kevin stole another look. Damn, he thought, she looks great. What a body, and not shy about it either. He watched her pull the jeans up to her hips, realizing she wasn't using underwear this time. Now standing topless in front of him, she grabbed the tank top and pulled that over her head. Wow, no bra either. She must save a lot of money on not buying lingerie. He thought she had the most beautiful breasts, and the most suckable nipples. After putting on her running shoes, she began combing out her damp hair.

"So Kevin, how long have you known my brother?"

"About five years. You and Bob seem pretty close."

"Oh yeah, we've been close since we were kids. Bobby was always the protective big brother. I could talk to him about anything. Oh this is funny: One time, I asked him about hand jobs. This'll make you laugh. I was dating these two guys and they both started dropping hints about having sex. Well, I was afraid of getting pregnant, so we compromised on the hand job. Except I had never given a guy a hand job before, so I didn't know what to do. So I went to my big brother for help. I told him I needed him to show me how to give a hand job and he freaked out, said I was nuts. I told him to forget it, I'd ask dad. Well, he freaked out even more, told me not to ask dad or I'd get into big trouble."

"So what did you do?"

"Bobby wanted to know how he was supposed to teach me how to give a hand job. I said, duh, you're a guy, don't you ever jerk off? He said maybe sometimes and I said probably more like all the time. So I said show me how you jerk off and I'll get the idea. At first he didn't want to do it, but when I threatened to ask dad to jerk off for me he said ok."

"Wow, so did Bob do it, right in front of you?"

"Yeah, he's so cute isn't he? Anyway, he pulled his shorts off and laid down on the bed. I sat cross-legged right next to him and he started to masturbate. I thought it was the coolest thing. He wouldn't even look at me at first, just stared at his dick. But then I saw he was looking at me looking at his dick, and I think that turned him on. Isn't that wild?"

"Yeah that's pretty wild."

"So there he is, pumping away with his hand, his cock looks super hard, the head was all purple, and he started moaning and thrusting his hips up, like he was fucking his fist. I hated to interrupt him, but I asked why he didn't use both hands. He said he did sometimes and I said show me. So he took his other hand and started playing with his balls, squeezing and rolling them around. Watching his fist wrapped tightly around his cock, jerking up and down, I noticed he was using his thumb to rub the edge of the little helmet. I pointed it out to him and he looked down and said oh yeah, do that when you're giving a hand job, the guys will like it. Do you like that Kevin?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess I do. I never thought about it before."

"Hmmph, guys! When I masturbate, I focus on the whole process, where my fingers are, what they're doing, how fast or slow I'm going, what parts I'm touching. I sometimes put a small makeup mirror on the bed between my legs, right up to my crotch, so I can watch myself masturbate. I like to see the insides of my pussy, all the neat folds, and I love when my clit gets aroused and it pokes out a little, you should see it. I can see myself rubbing my clit or pinching it, how many fingers I have buried deep down inside, and if I'm not wet enough I'll stick my fingers in my mouth and coat them with saliva, then shove them back in, stuff like that. I guess you guys just whack, whack, whack and you're done right?"

"Um, I guess, yeah you're probably right."

"Well anyway, getting back to the story, I've got my face right up to Bobby's crotch, inches away from the head of his dick, because I'm still watching how he's using his thumb and fingers, and I'm fascinated with all the bulging veins and stuff, when all of a sudden, a huge wad of his cum shoots out the tip and hits me right on the forehead. No warning or anything! Reflexively I shut my eyes and opened my mouth to yell, when a second gob squirts out and hits me on my lower lip and chin, most of which goes right into my mouth! He couldn't have done that if he tried! Without thinking, I swallowed and thought it tasted pretty good actually. His cock kept on spraying jism like a fire hose out of control, and it went all over me, my clothes, my hair, on his bedspread, everywhere. I was leaning back trying to avoid further hits when I rolled backwards right off the bed, hitting my head on the floor."

"Oh my god, were you hurt?"

"I remember seeing stars swirling around, but Bobby jumped off the bed and asked me if I was okay. As he's helping me to stand back up, his cock is still kinda hard and its bobbing up and down right in front of my face while he's extending his arm for me to grab. For some reason it looked pretty comical, so I started giggling, then laughing out loud. Bobby saw what I was laughing at, so he started laughing too. Then he noticed I was coated in white sticky goo, and that made him laugh more. We sat on the bed and just laughed and laughed until it hurt. Bobby said I might not want to give a hand job exactly the same way, but I should have the general idea by now. I asked him if he always shoots a huge load like that, and he said no, it was because of the way I was watching him, it turned him on more than when he's alone. So that's how I learned to give a hand job. Bobby let me practice on him a few times after that, just to make sure I did it right. Have you ever let a woman watch you masturbate?"

"Um, nope, never. I've always done it solo."

"Do you think its weird or would it be a turn on for you too?"

"I guess I never thought about it. I don't know if it would or not. I don't think it would turn me on if my ex-wife or sister were watching. They'd both probably think I was crazy, or a pervert or something."

"Hmm, what if someone like me were to watch?"

"Uh, I uh, I don't know, I guess."

"You guess so, or you guess not?"

"No I guess so, I think it would turn me on."

"Wanna try? We still have some time to kill. Derek won't be picking me up for dinner for another couple of hours. Come on, I won't bite . . . . . . . too hard."

Bob and Derek took the elevator back up to the third floor. Their meeting was scheduled to start in five minutes.

"Damn Bob, why didn't you tell me your sister was a knockout. If you were a good friend, you would have set us up before. Man I can't wait for dinnertime."

"Hey, listen, Cathy is my sister, you keep your hands off of her. No hanky panky."

"Oh come on Bob, she's like what, 35 years old? She's a big girl, she can take care of herself. I plan to turn on the Derek charm full blast at dinner tonight. Too bad you have to go home for dinner, otherwise I'd have invited you to come along. Kevin has to go somewhere too doesn't he? What a shame, I'll have to entertain Cathy all by myself, hehehe."

"Actually she's about 43. I'm warning you Derek, its not Cathy I'm worried about, its you. She's a lot tougher than she looks. She chews up and spits out guys like us all the time. Cathy is smart and cunning and knows how to manipulate people, especially men. She'll toy with you for awhile as long as you keep her amused, but when she gets bored and tired of you, she'll pounce and rip your heart out."

"Geez Bob, you make your sister sound like a wild animal or something. She seems pretty nice to me. No offense, but she looks like a cute little blonde bimbo, which is exactly my type. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her, I won't let any harm come to her. I'll protect your little sister Bob."

Bob just rolled his eyes up and shook his head. He thought to himself, the poor guy has no idea what's in store for him. I just hope Cat doesn't blow her cover, I don't want these guys to know she's my internet Cat they've heard so much about. Man, I can't wait to get her alone, she looks so hot. I'm gonna fuck her silly, then fuck her some more. She's gonna get a good spanking, like she's always saying she wants, and I think I'll try anal sex for the first time in my life. After all I couldn't ask for a better teacher. I can't believe she's actually here, in the flesh! Bob walked toward the conference room, a huge grin forming on his face.

"Okay Kevin, take off your pants and lay down on the bed. Let's see how fast you can cum while I'm watching you."

Following Cat's instructions, Kevin took off his pants and underwear, and sat on the bed with his back propped up against some pillows. He couldn't believe he was doing this with Bob's sister. Cat sat cross-legged on the bed, just as she had described in story she told him earlier. He's got a nice cock, Cat thought, watching it slowly harden. Kevin grabbed his penis in one hand and began to masturbate slowly. He was looking at Cat's chest, admiring the way her large breasts pushed out the thin material of the tank top. Due to the hip hugger jeans and short top, her entire midriff was exposed, showing off her flat stomach. Cat just sat and watched as if completely absorbed in what Kevin was doing. He really had never done this before, and it was becoming a huge turn on.

"Don't you use your other hand to play with your balls?" Cat asked.

"Actually no, I've never tried that."

"Really? I'm kinda shocked, I would have thought all guys did that. Why don't you try it, see if you like it. Do you like me watching?"

"Oh yeah, it's a turn on alright. I wish I had tried this before with someone."

"Do you feel anything building up?"

"Uh, mmmmm, yeah, I think, uh, uh . . . "

Kevin was stroking his shaft faster and faster, and was furiously squeezing and pulling on his nut sack. Cat pulled her top off, exposing her tits, then she leaned her head over his lap, her face close to the action. Kevin was staring at Cat and when she removed her top and leaned over him like that, it was too much for him.

"OH GOD>!I'M, I"M, CUMMING! LOOK OUT!"

Keeping her face close, Cat allowed Kevin's spunk to shoot straight into her mouth without ever actually touching him. He squirted three good loads before the spasms began to subside. She caught the first one and swallowed, but the other two hit her in the chin and neck. Good thing I took my top off, she thought with a smirk. Finally, when his spasms began to subside, Cat lowered her face to his cock and, placing her lips over the tip, sucked the remaining fluids into her mouth.

"So, I guess you do like jerking off with someone watching huh?"

"Oh god Cathy, I've never cum like that before. That was fucking unbelievable. I was so horny I thought my dick was going to explode. That was the best orgasm I've ever had. But its not just anyone, its you Cathy, you turn me on so much."

"Geez Kevin, you're a fuckin stud. I've never seen a guy cum so hard and fast. You're the fuckin hottest guy I've ever met. This is the most beautiful cock I've ever seen, I love your cock. Mmmmm, god you're my kinda man. Now, I've gotta get cleaned up before Derek gets here. I can't wait until we go out this weekend. You are still gonna join me and Bob right? I hope so."

"Hell yes, I'll be there babe. Maybe we can ditch your brother and you and me can play some more."

"Mmmmm yeah that would be nice Kevin. Now, put your pants back on before I rape you. I'm gonna wash up and put my shirt back on. And you need to leave before Derek gets here, we don't want to make him jealous. Oh, listen, do me a favor. Don't mention this to Bob okay? He's normally a peaceful, easy-going guy, but when it comes to his little sister, he gets real overprotective, and if he thinks someone did his Cathy wrong, he'll shoot first and ask questions later, if you get my drift.

Derek arrived at the hotel right on time. He called Cat's room from a house phone and she told him she was on the way down.

"Damn", Derek whispered to himself, "I was hoping to go up to her room first and get some alcohol into her. I'll have that little honey eating out of my hands in no time . . ." Then grabbing his crotch and giving his balls a quick squeeze, he said, ". . . and polishing my knob, hehehe".

When Cat walked out the elevator doors, Derek's jaw nearly dropped to the floor. She was wearing a little spaghetti string top with a plunging neckline and no bra, hip hugger blue jeans that looked like they were painted on, and a fringed buckskin leather jacket and matching boots. Her midriff was bare and there was some extreme cleavage on display. With her long blonde hair hanging straight down, the only other accessory was a small purse suspended from her shoulder.

"What? Is this too casual for the restaurant you're taking me to? I can change into something more conservative."

"NO!!>!Uh, I mean no that's fine, it looks . . . great. You look fantastic! I can't believe Bob never introduced us before. C'mon, Cathy, you're chariot awaits you."

Laughing, Cat said, "Thank you kind sir, I've always wanted to ride in a chariot."

Just outside the hotel front doors was Derek's Corvette. He bought it a year ago, after his last divorce was finalized, figuring it would make a great chick magnet. Holding the door open, he watched as Cat slid into the passenger seat, getting a good look at her tits. Damn, I can almost see her nipples from this angle, he thought.

On the way to the restaurant, Derek did most of the talking, and it was mostly about himself. He was in high gear, running at top speed, hoping Bob's sister would find him as irresistible as most of the air heads he dated. Flashy car, fancy dinner, lots of booze, all the ingredients Derek needed to get laid. He had some big plans for baby sis, that's for sure. "I just hope she can keep up with Derek the Dynamo", he wondered to himself.

Once they arrived at the restaurant, Derek had to make a decision. Aliotos in Fisherman's Wharf is one of the best and most well known seafood places in the world. They had valet parking only and Derek hated letting those pimply-faced teenaged attendants drive his car, but the only other option was to park about a block away. Then he had a brilliant idea.

"Listen Cathy, I'm gonna park down the street, that way we can take a nice romantic walk along the water. Sound good to you?"

"Mmmmm, yeah, that sounds wonderful Derek. I love romantic walks, especially with handsome men. You're not planning on taking advantage of me are you?"

"No way!! You're Bob's sister and I promised him I'd protect you and take good care of you. I would never violate his trust, or compromise your honor."

"Damn, that's too bad. I was kinda hoping you would."

Derek stopped and looked at Cat, trying to figure out if she was serious or just making fun of him. She had a genuine smile and such an innocent look, he figured she must be for real. Yes sir, the Dynamo's gonna get lucky tonight, oh yeah.

As they walked along the sidewalk, they came to a section that was poorly lit and there were several dark alleyways running perpendicular to the street. Derek happened to notice there were no other people around at the moment. All of a sudden, two figures appeared out of the shadows and confronted them.

"Hey motherfuckers, give us your money man or I'll blow your fuckin heads off."

Stuttering, Derek said "Whaa . . .?"

"Shut the fuck up man or I'll blow your brains out. Now give me your fuckin wallet. And we want the bitch's purse. Hand it over."

Derek started to reach into his back pocket to retrieve his wallet, saying "Okay bud, take it easy. We'll give you the stuff, just don't shoot anybody okay? Cathy give him your purse."

Suddenly Cat said, "Are you out of your mind? This is a Louis Vuitton bag; I paid like $350 for it. I'm not giving it to this numbnuts."

"Cathy come on, what are you doing? Give him your purse so he doesn't kill us."

"Yeah Cathy, give me your fucking purse so I don't kill you and your boyfriend."

"Umm, I don't think so. Why don't you guys go play in traffic or something."

Nervous and losing his cool, Derek shouted, "What the fuck is wrong with you? Give the man your purse!"

Pointing his gun directly at Cat's head, the robber said, "Listen Annie Oakley, give me the purse or I'm putting a hole in your head."

Reacting quickly, Cat grabbed the barrel of the gun and held it tight. The robber tried to pull the trigger, but it wouldn't fire.

"You don't know much about guns do you sweetie? See, in order for it to work, the thingy on top has to slide over the thingy on the bottom. No slide, no fire. And this is the magazine release . . . "

Cat pushed the button, causing the magazine to drop to the ground.

"And now, if I slide the top thingy back like this . . . the little bullet thingy pops out and now its empty!"

The robber stood there stunned, watching as Cat unloaded his gun in less than three seconds. As he bent over to pick up the magazine, Cat kicked him in the face, knocking him onto his back. Then a second kick to his crotch left him rolling around on the ground gasping for air.

"Now you really are a numbnuts huh?"

The second robber pulled a knife from his belt and took a step towards Cat.

"You fucking bitch, I'm gonna cut your tits off."

"Listen sweetie, I like my tits, and so do a lot of other people, so I'm not gonna let anything happen to them."

Lunging at Cat, he managed to make a small cut on the sleeve of her jacket.

"Son of a bitch, this is my favorite jacket. That's it, I'm not playing anymore."

Cat kicked the robber in the wrist, sending the knife flying out of his hand. When he turned to get it, she kicked him in the abdomen, knocking the breath out of him. Two quick punches to his nose and throat left him sprawled on the ground, unconscious. The first robber was still moaning, clutching his balls.

"Come on Derek, let's go have a nice dinner."

"Are you serious? What just happened here? Who are you, Catwoman? You just beat up two guys with guns and knives. Where did you learn to do that? Holy shit, I don't believe this. We have to call the police."

"Do we have to? I'm really hungry."

After the police took their statements and hauled the robbers away in handcuffs, it was too late for Cat and Derek to eat in Aliotos, so they found a bar that served chicken wings and beer all night. When they finished, they walked along the wharf for awhile. Cat had to be at the Ames Facility by 8:30AM and it was already nearly midnight.

"I think we need to get back to the hotel, I have to get up early, and so do you probably."

"Hey I never asked you why you're in San Francisco in the first place." Derek asked.

"I'm giving a presentation to the computer geeks at the Ames Research Facility regarding the next Shuttle mission."

"You mean you work for NASA?"

"Yeah, I'm a space flight engineer. Or I was, now I do public relations and training."

"Holy shit! A blonde rocket scientist. I hope I didn't say anything stupid to you tonight."

"No, I don't think so. Why?"

"Well, I'm not known for having a lot of respect for women. I tend to think most of them are either air head bimbos or sneaky, conniving bitches. After tonight, I may have to re-think that. And I'm sorry the night got all screwed up, it didn't go exactly as planned."

"That's okay, it was exciting, I enjoyed being with you. You're my hero! You deserve a reward for taking good care of me. And thank you for respecting me."

The parking lot was empty when they got back to the car. Standing on her tippy toes, Cat leaned up to Derek's face and kissed him on the lips. Then she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him some more, darting her tongue into his mouth. Derek responded, swirling his tongue around hers. Smiling and pushing herself away, Cat stared into Derek's eyes with a lustful, hungry look. Without saying a word, she undid his belt, then unbuttoned the waistband of his pants and pulled the zipper down. Still staring into his eyes, Cat slowly pushed Derek's pants down to his ankles, releasing his dick. Grabbing his cock in one hand, she began to slowly massage the shaft, pulling on it as it got harder and harder. Derek just watched her, getting more and more turned on.

Finally, still holding on to his member, Cat knelt in front of Derek, and opening her mouth, brought the head to her lips. Still staring into his eyes, Cat sucked him into her mouth, slowly bobbing her head back and forth. She was pumping the shaft as she sucked on his cock, bringing her other hand up to play with his balls. She rolled her tongue all around his dick, licking the little hole in the tip. Sucking hard, she tried to get him in as deep as possible, and managed to engulf his entire prick, sucking it down into her throat. Derek began to thrust his hips, pushing Cat's head back and forth. He put both hands on the back of her head and began pumping faster and faster. Cat had both hands on Derek's ass, holding her face as close to his crotch as possible.

"OOHHHH GEEZ US!>!GOD CATHY . . . OH YEAH SUCK IT . . . I'M CUMMING . . . OH GOD DON'T STOP . . . MMMMMMMM . . . OH OH OH DAMN!!!

Derek unloaded his thick gooey cream down Cat's throat, squirting and shooting his cum, filling her mouth to overflowing. Cat swallowed several times, taking a quick breath in between. When only a few drops remained, Cat sucked those off the tip, then licked the shaft up and down just for good measure. As she stood up, she pulled his pants back up. Stuffing his semi-hard cock back in, Cat managed to zip him up and re-attach the belt.

"That's for being a good boy and protecting Bob's little sister. I'll be tied up all day tomorrow and during the day on Saturday, but we'll all get together Saturday evening. I hope you boys have something fun planned for us to do."

"Sure Cathy, we'll have a good time. God you're an amazing woman, I think I could fall for someone like you. I don't suppose you'd want to move out here? I'd really like that. You could come live with me, I'd take good care of you. Maybe we could run over to Vegas and get married!"

"We'll talk about it Saturday night. By the way, I don't think we should tell Bob his baby sister just gave his friend a blowjob in a parking lot on Fisherman's Wharf. He might not react very well to that, he's very protective of me. Now, take me back to my hotel, please? Thanks sweetie."

* * * * *

In the meantime, Bob was wondering if Derek was behaving himself with his trophy Cat. He wasn't too worried about her, he was more worried about Derek. "That poor dumbass Scotsman, he hasn't got a clue" he thought to himself. Bob hoped that Cat went easy on Kevin too, he's a good Irish boy, very conservative.

The next day at work, Bob went in search of both Kevin and Derek. He found Derek first.

"So Derek, how was dinner last night? Did you behave yourself like I told you? You didn't violate my sister did you? Because I think I'd have to kick your butt if you did."

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. That was the most unique evening I've ever spent with a woman. Your sister is un-fucking-believable! She's like a female version of Jackie Chan. Don't worry, I didn't violate her. I really like her a lot Bob, I told her she should move here. Hey, just out of curiosity, if a guy wanted to ask for her hand in marriage, who's permission should he get?"

"WHAT!>!Are you nuts? Listen, she's not the marrying type, so forget it. You'd have to get my permission and I absolutely refuse!"

"Geez Bob, what's up with you and your sister? Are you in love with her or something? Vice is nice but incest is best huh? You can't protect her forever Bob, she can make her own decisions. And how come you didn't tell me she was a rocket scientist? Smart and beautiful and sexy, and she can kick ass, how could a man pass that up? She's the best thing that's ever come my way and I'm not letting her get away, with or without your permission."

Now Bob was worried. What the fuck did she do to him? He's not the same; all of a sudden he doesn't have contempt for women anymore? I gotta find Kevin, make sure he's still alive and breathing on his own. He found him in the men's room, primping! Kevin never did THAT before.

"Uh hey Kevin, how's it going? Everything go okay yesterday with Cathy? She got to the hotel safe and sound I guess?"

"You know it Bobby boy, the old Kevinmeister took good care of her, if you know what I mean. She's a hottie alright, but how could a woman resist this Irish charm, eh? You're sister is a cute little honey that just needs a virile stud like me to keep her in line. Not that anything happened mind you. She came on to me big time, but I told her it would violate my friendship with you, so no way hun, not this time. I told her if I could squeeze her in I'd take her out to lunch or something, but I'm a pretty busy guy, chicks always calling me. I guess we're all getting together Saturday night, right?"

"Okay, where's the real Kevin? You're obviously an evil imposter that's taken his place. Its like you've become Derek and he's become . . . Holy shit! How the hell did she do this?!"

"I don't know what you're jabbering about dude, just let me know when we're getting together this weekend. I think Cathy needs another whiff of Kevin-scent before she goes home."

At lunchtime, Bob's cellphone rang.

"Hi Bob, guess who?"

"CAT>!Geezus, what did you do to my friends?"

"Why, whatever do you mean Bob? Just being friendly and charming to your boys, nothing out of the ordinary. They are so cute, I really like them.

"GODDAMMIT CAT! What did you do? They're . . . "

Just then Derek came in to Bob's office.

"Finally talking to Miss Cyberslut on the phone? Geez Bob, you need to get a life. Get rid of the whore will ya? And you can tell her I said so."

"Did you hear that Cat? Derek said you're a cyberslut and a whore and I should dump you. What do you have to say to that?"

"Aww he doesn't mean it. He's soooo adorable I could just eat him up."

"She says you should go fuck yourself Derek."

"HAH! Yeah right. I'd rather fuck her and then dump her somewhere, the cunt. Besides, I'm more focused on your sister right now. Now there's a classy woman, she's the exact opposite of your little floozy."

After Derek left, Bob began to wonder if this fake sister thing was such a good idea after all.

"So when do I get to see you Cat? You've obviously got my two friends under your spell, when do I get to spend some time with you?"

"I have to do presentations all day, and the last one will end about 5PM. Then I have to go to a reception afterwards, cocktails, hor d'oeuvres and small talk with the Ames brass. That should be over by 8PM. Why don't you come to my hotel room about 9 o'clock? You've still got the keycard I gave you right? Just come up and come on in, we'll have a nice candlelight dinner in my room. How does that sound?"

"That sounds great Cat. God I can't wait to spend some time alone with you. I didn't think you'd ever really do this. I guess I'll never have you completely figured out."

"Mystery is good Bob. Remember, it's a long and winding road to get to the heart of the Cat. See you at nine. Love ya!"

When Bob arrived at the hotel, he valet parked the car, then took the elevator to the third floor, room 315. His heart was pounding, and he had a knot in his throat that wouldn't go away. He kept saying over and over, "Please don't let me be dreaming . . . Please don't let me be dreaming . . . "

Using the key card, Bob entered the room. It was dark, the only light seemed to be coming from the bedroom.

"Hey Cat, it's me Bob. Where are you?"

There was no answer, so Bob crept slowly through the sitting room, heading for the bedroom. There was a room service cart in the dinette, containing several covered trays of food. It smelled delicious, Bob thought.

"Cat? Hello?"

Still no answer. When he got to the bedroom, Bob couldn't believe what met his eyes. There was Cat, sprawled out on the bed, her wrists tied above her head at opposite corners of the headboard, her ankles tied to the corners of the footboard, spreading her legs into an exaggerated "Y". She had a gag tied around her mouth so she couldn't talk. What most impressed Bob was what she was wearing. Some sort of lacy see-through corset with crisscrossing strings that tied in front, pushing her boobs up and out, the edges of her nipples just visible near the top; a wispy black thong; sheer black stockings attached by straps to the corset; and black high heels. What Bob couldn't figure out was how she managed to tie herself up.

Removing the gag, Bob said, "Hey Cat, what's up?"

"Oh my god Bob, I'm so glad you're here. I was getting ready for your visit when the room service boy came by with our dinner. When I opened the door dressed like this, I guess he thought I was coming on to him, so he attacked me and held me down and tied me to the bed. When I started to scream he put the gag in my mouth. Then he took his pants off and . . . and . . . and he rubbed his dick all over my face, my boobs, everywhere. It was horrible, just horrible Bob! Then he started playing with my pussy through my underwear and he was sucking on my nipples. He tried to get his dick into my cunt through the underwear but it wouldn't work. Just as he was about to rip them off, someone knocked on the door. He pulled his pants up and ran out of the room. I guess it was his boss or something, because he left and didn't come back. He just left me like this! I'm so ashamed."

"Wow, that's some story Cat. You should put that in your next chapter of Cat Tales."

"What are you talking about Bob? I'm telling the truth, don't you believe me?"

"Uh . . . ."

"Oh my god, you don't believe me! You think I made the whole thing up? What an insult! Fine, whatever, just untie me and then you can leave."

"I don't know Cat, I kind of like having you helpless like this. The mind boggles with the possibilities. You hate not having the control, this might be my one and only opportunity ever to get you back for all the teasing. I think I'll leave you like this for now."

"BOB! Untie me now dammit, or you're gonna regret it."

"Mmmmm no, I don't think so. In fact, I think I'll put the gag back on."

"BOB, don't, I'm not kidding any more, untie . . . . "

"Sorry Cat, but you need to be quiet for awhile. Now lets's see, what to do first. Damn Cat, those are some fine looking titties, much better in real life. Your pictures hardly do them justice. How about we let those puppies breathe? I'll just untie these strings like so . . . Oh what the heck, let's just cut them off. I'll go get a knife from the food tray."

Bob found a sharp steak knife on the serving cart and came back to the bedroom with it. Smiling at Cat, he started to cut the corset strings when he suddenly stopped. Putting the knife down, Bob removed his shoes and socks, then undid his pants, pulling them off. Then he removed his shirt and stood in front of Cat in just his boxer briefs. An immense erection was visibly bulging in front.

"Sorry, it was getting crowded in there. I don't know about you, but I am getting seriously turned on. Anyway, let's cut this thing off shall we? Ah, there we go. Yep I was right, those are some fine tits on you girl. Those nipples are begging to be sucked. Mmmmmmm"

After removing the corset, Bob began mauling Cat's breasts with his hands, squeezing and pushing them together, pinching and pulling on her nipples. Lowering his face, he sucked them into his mouth, biting and licking them, until they protruded from all the stimulation. Working his way down her stomach, licking her belly button, he finally arrived at her thong. Placing his nose directly up against her crotch, he took a long, exaggerated whiff.

"Mmmmmm, Cat, I do think you're in heat. You smell delicious, I think I'll have dinner right here. I'm sorry, but this underwear will have to go."

Using the knife again, Bob cut the waistband near her hip, and then pulled the thong out from under her. Now Cat's smooth pussy was exposed, the glistening dew beginning to seep out from her opening. Without hesitation, Bob dove in and began to eat, feasting on the luscious folds of her cunt, then digging his tongue into her hole, seeking out her clit. He found it easily, as Cat was now fully aroused, and he sucked it between his lips and nursed it like a tiny nipple. Cat began to squirm, shifting her hips from side to side, pulling on the restraints, a muffled moan coming from behind the gag.

Bob looked up and stared at Cat's face. She was obviously in the throes of an impending orgasm. Sticking two fingers into her cunt, he fucked her with them, shoving them in and out. Cat was bouncing her ass off the bed, trying to get deeper penetration from Bob's digits. Finally, Cat climaxed, her entire body becoming rigid, as Bob continued to assault her with his hand. When she finally relaxed and opened her eyes, she was smiling and looking directly at Bob. Removing his fingers from inside her, he placed them both in his mouth and sucked off her juices.

"Feel good Cat? Now I think its my turn. I'm gonna remove the gag, so no yelling."

After removing the scarf, Bob stood above Cat and pulled off his boxers. His cock sprung into view, pointing to the ceiling. Oh my god, he's huge, Cat thought to herself. Still standing directly above her head, Bob began stroking himself, playing with his balls. Then he kneeled across Cat's chest, holding his dick just above her face. Still smiling, Cat licked her lips and opened her mouth. Aiming the tip directly at her, Bob placed the tip of his cock directly onto Cat's lips, and after making a tight seal, she sucked him in. Moving her head back and forth, Cat was trying to get more of the shaft in, without success. So Bob grabbed a handful of her blonde hair, and pulled her face toward him as he thrust forward. Bob began to give Cat a serious face fucking, just the way she had described them in her stories.

"MMMMMMM, damn Cat, you really are good at this. I knew you would be. Oh yeah, that feels good, suck harder bitch! Oh man, I can't wait to tell the myspace gang about this, the guys will be so jealous. The girls too probably, hehehe. UH UH OH YEAH! Shit Cat, I'm gonna cum down your throat. OH SHIT! God that feels good."

Bob was slamming his crotch into Cat's face, whipping her head backwards on each thrust. He was ready to explode when suddenly, he stopped.

"No, not yet. I have another idea. I'm gonna untie your legs and flip you over."

Bob untied Cat's ankles and made her turn over onto her hands and knees, leaving her arms crossed and still fastened to the headboard. Kneeling behind her, Bob stuck his dick into her pussy and pumped it a few times. Then he spanked her ass. And again. And a few more times, alternating from one butt cheek to the other, until her ass was a bright red. Cat was so turned on she was gushing fluids from her twat. She had two orgasms during the spankings Bob gave her.

"Obviously you like getting spanked. Now, let's see if you really like anal sex. Sorry, no peanut butter, but I think your own juices will do just fine."

"God damn Bob, I am so fucking hot. I need my ass reamed. Fuck me in the ass Bob, you motherfucker! Are you man enough? Fuck you Bob, you can't do it can you? Mmmmmm get Kevin and Derek in here, let them both fuck me at the same time. What are you doing? Fuck you asshole, you got a limp dick or something? What are you waiting for, fuck me! MMMMMMM, yeah do it Bob, fuck me. Pull my hair you son of a bitch, PULL IT!! God damn sissy, stick that beautiful cock in my ass or I'm gonna find a man who can!"

"Fuck you Cat, here it comes. I hope it hurts, you fucking bitch!"

Bob thrust his cock deep into Cat's asshole, filling her rectum. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her head back as far as he could, and fucked her fast and furious. He was like a wild animal, pistoning in and out of her poop shoot, using her hair like the reins of a horse. He was so turned on he came within minutes. Cat also had another orgasm, bouncing and thrashing around, still impaled by Bob's rock hard pole. Bob's spunk filled her up, leaking out around the sides of his cock. When he began to soften, Bob let his dick slip out of Cat's ass, his semen flowing out with it.

Bob flopped over onto his back next to Cat. Cat turned over onto her back, uncrossing her arms, but still tied with the restraints.

"So Bob, are you still mad I made a surprise visit?"

"HA! No, I don't think so. That was the best sex I've ever had, thank you Cat. You are everything I imagined, and more. I am so glad you broke your rule for me. I really love you Cat, I hope you don't mind me saying it."

"Of course not silly. I love you too. You're like a brother to me."

They both cracked up laughing. Bob untied Cat's arms and then she rolled on top of him and kissed him passionately. They lay that way for several minutes, their naked bodies entwined.

'The only thing I don't understand is how you managed to tie yourself up?"

"I didn't. As I said before, when the kid delivered our food, I answered the door dressed like this. His eyes nearly popped right out of his skull. I told him I wanted to surprise my boyfriend, and offered him fifty bucks to tie me up and not say a word to anyone. His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree as he shook his head yes. He didn't say a word, just grinned from ear to ear the whole time. He wouldn't even take the money."

Cat asked Bob to help her shower and get cleaned up, which he readily agreed to, then they sat wrapped in complimentary hotel robes and ate a delicious meal together. After killing a bottle of wine between them, Bob said he had to get home.

"I'll pick up Kevin and Derek, and we'll come by here to get you, say around 5PM? Derek has a place in mind he wants to try for dinner. That okay?"

"That'll be great Bob, I can't wait to see you tomorrow. Kiss me?"

After another long, passionate kiss, Bob reluctantly left. All the way home, he kept thinking to himself, "She's really here!"

* * * * *

"Come on Bob, let's play a little trick on Cathy" said Derek. "We'll take her out to dinner, then we'll go to the O'Farrell Theater for some drinks. They have all kinds of shows there, even a comedian, I'll bet she gets a kick out of it. Besides, tonight is amateur night, remember? It should be pretty entertaining seeing some local ckicks struttin their stuff. Maybe we'll see somebody we know, hahaha."

The old Derek was back, Bob thought to himself.

"I don't know Derek, she might get embarrassed. This is my sister we're talking about here. What do you think Kevin? Should we take Cathy to a strip club?"

"Yeah why not? Besides, I've never been there myself, I'd like to see it. I don't think Cathy will mind."

Bob and his friends arrived at the Fairmont right on time. Using his cell phone, Bob called Cat's room. She said she was ready to go and headed down to the lobby. The three men saw her at the same time, and the same thought crossed each one's mind: WOW! As usual, she's turning heads everywhere she goes, Bob thought to himself. She sure does like to be the center of attention.

Cat was wearing a short black dress that accentuated every curve, stockings, and black high heels. The top half of the dress was open in front, and appeared to simply hang down from the shoulders, draped loosely across her breasts. It was pretty obvious she wasn't wearing a bra, as her entire tit would briefly become visible when she bent over or turned a certain way. Kevin had volunteered to drive, and Bob had insisted Derek sit in the front seat so that he could share the back seat with his "sister". Derek got out and opened the back door for Cat.

"Thanks Derek", Cat said, kissing him on the lips. "So where are we going guys? I'm starved. Hey can we go to Alioto's? I'm dying to try it."

Bob said, "I thought you and Derek went there the other night?"

Derek responded, "Oh, uh, we didn't make it. We had a little incident and the placed closed before we could get in."

"Incident? What kind of incident? No one told me about this."

"Man, you should have seen your sister, she . . . "

"Derek is my hero!" Cat interjected. "He's so brave, he chased off two crooks that tried to rob us."

"Derek Payton? This Derek? You're kidding, right?"

"No Bob, really! These two guys jumped out of a dark alley and wanted our money, but Derek kicked their asses and ran them off. He was wonderful. By the time the police took our statements it was getting late, so we ate at this bar that has great hot wings."

Derek turned around to look at Cat, and she smiled at him and winked. Placing her hand on Bob's thigh, Cat leaned forward and kissed Derek on the lips. With the back of her dress riding up to her waist, Bob got a close-up view of Cat's upper thighs and ass. He had to resist the urge to plant a kiss on her buttocks. He stared, mesmerized by the sight of the stockings, garter belt, and thong his "sister" was wearing, his face less than a foot away. As Cat sat back down, she slid her hand back into Bob's crotch, brushing across his stiffening shaft. Derek saw it, and wondered if it was an accident or done on purpose.

Kevin said, "Hey way to go Derek, you're the man!"

After arriving at the restaurant, the four of them were seated pretty quickly and they soon enjoyed a wonderful meal. Cat had several glasses of wine and was feeling pretty good. Saving their serious alcohol consumption for the club, the guys only had one drink each. Once they paid their bill they were back in the car and, unknown to Cat, headed for the O'Farrell Theater.

"So where are we going?" Cat asked.

Derek said "Its called Mitchell Brother's O'Farrell Theater. They have regular shows all day and special events on the weekends."

"And what's the special event this evening?"

"You'll see."

Kevin parked the car and they walked up to the door.

"A strip joint?" Cat asked.

Bob replied, "Yeah, sorry Cathy, it was Derek's idea. We can go someplace . . . "

Interrupting him in mid sentence, Cat said, "This will be soooo cool! I haven't been in one of these in a long time. Its just the women that strip I suppose? No male strippers for me? Oh look! Its amateur night! This should be fun to watch, lets go inside."

Derek gave Kevin a "high five", then they went up to the window. Ladies got in free so they only had to pay three cover charges. Women also got free drinks all night if they entered the contest.

"Oh look, I can get free drinks if I compete. I wish you guys had told me we were coming here, I could have worn something different. Should I enter Bob?"

Derek gave Bob a pleading look. So did Kevin.

"Its up to you sis. You know you have to strip, at least down to your panties. You are wearing panties aren't you?"

"Of course I am Bob, look!"

Cat turned and quickly flipped up the front of her dress, revealing a brief glimpse of her thong and garter belt. Derek and Kevin got a good look, so did a couple of the patrons walking in behind them. The manager told Cat the contest would start at 9PM sharp. She had to be backstage at least fifteen minutes beforehand so the DJ could have her song ready to go. The only rule was no blatant sex acts were permitted.

"My song, hmm, what's a good song to strip to?"

Derek managed to get them a table right next to the stage. They watched the regular dancers do their numbers, occasionally putting dollar bills in their g-strings. Even Cat placed a few bills in the girls' underwear. She was observing closely, getting ideas for her own performance. She had a thing about winning, and fully intended to take first prize, which in this case was $500. When it came time for the amateur contest, the house was full, and there wasn't an empty table or chair anywhere in sight. Cat stood up and circled the table, kissing each one of her escorts on the lips. Then she went backstage.

The first eight women were pretty good. All of them were probably between 18 to 35 years old at most. They stripped down to their panties and gyrated around for several minutes each. At least three of them stripped completely naked, which didn't seem to be against the rules. Then Bob heard the song: Girls Just Want to Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper. That had to be Cat's song. Sure enough, once the music started, Cat came out on the stage. She was dancing and swaying to the rhythm, her hair flying all around and into her face. As she approached her boys' table, she winked at them and, smiling seductively, suddenly pulled Kevin up onto the stage. He was extremely embarrassed and tried to get back down, but with the crowd cheering her on, Cat wouldn't let him.

She whispered, "Come on Kevin, you might as well play along, I'm not letting you leave. Just unzip my dress and pull it down off my shoulders. Then you can go back to the table."

Turning her back to Kevin, Cat pushed her butt into his crotch and slid it back and forth across the front of his pants. She could feel him getting an erection. Kevin fumbled with the zipper, but finally got it to work. Then he pulled the top half off her shoulders, allowing the dress to drop to the floor. Now Cat was on stage wearing only her thong, garter belt and stockings, and high heels. Her bare breasts fully exposed, Cat slowly turned around so that everyone in the audience got a good look. The crowd was cheering and whistling, shouting for more.

Just as Kevin was about to run off, Cat grabbed one of his hands and twirled herself into his arms, her bare butt again resting against his crotch. Holding her hands over his, Cat pulled Kevin's hands up to her breasts and made him massage them in front of everyone. Still holding him, she then slid his hands down her sides to her hips as she continued to grind her ass into his lap. While looking directly at the crowd, Cat slowly brought Kevin's hands around front. As the cheers got louder, Cat brought them closer and closer to her crotch. Finally, placing his right hand directly on the front of her thong, Cat used it to rub her pussy through the lacy material. The crowd was roaring and clapping.

Cat spun around again, this time facing Kevin. Placing her hands on the sides of his head, she guided his face down to her chest. Whispering, "Suck my tits", Cat brought Kevin's lips to her left nipple, and he obediently sucked it into his mouth. With the crowd cheering them on, Cat brought Kevin's face over to the other nipple and he sucked on that one. Kevin was dying from embarrassment, so Cat decided to let him off the hook. She twirled around and pushed Kevin away, dismissing him with a wave of her hand. He didn't waste any time and leaped back to his seat.

Standing on stage with her hand on her chin, Cat surveyed the audience, appearing to be deep in thought. Several men were shouting "ME! ME NEXT!" As Cat walked around the circular stage, she would stop in front of a table and point to her garter belt. The first guy understood immediately, and reached up to undo one of the grips attached to the top of the stockings. Using both hands, he placed one on her leg and used the other to release the grip. As he pretended to fumble with it, he slid his other hand up Cat's inner thigh, until he reached her ass. Rubbing one hand all over her bare butt he finally undid the grip, leaving the strap hanging loose. Cat shook her finger at him as if admonishing him, then leaned down and kissed him on the cheek.

The next guy she stopped in front of looked familiar. It was Paul, the Stanford guy from the airplane! He looked up at her and exclaimed, "Oh my god, its you!"

Putting one finger to her lips to shush him, Cat turned around and squatted in front of him, her bare butt less than an arm's length away. Cat reached back with one hand and smacked her own ass, then looked at Paul. He didn't do anything, so she got up and walked over to Bob and squatted in front of him in the same position. Bob understood what she wanted and swung his arm, smacking her on the butt. With a look of pure joy on her face, Cat blew Bob a kiss, then went back over to Paul's table and squatted in front of him again, sticking her ass out as far as she could. She turned and looked at Paul, pouting her lips as if she were disappointed. Paul finally understood and reached out and spanked Cat's ass. With the same look of pleasure on her face, Cat stood up and blew Paul a kiss.

More men were gesturing at Cat, trying to get her to come over to their table. Following the same procedure as before, she went from one table to the next, another man releasing a garter strap and then copping a feel on her ass, her thighs, her flat stomach. At one table, three guys worked on the remaining three grips together, running their hands all over her legs and butt. One guy was bold enough to rub the front of her thong. Cat placed her foot on his shoulder as if giving him better access to her crotch, and when he reached up, she pushed him backwards, knocking him to the floor. The crowd roared with laughter.

Finally all six straps were undone, and Cat returned to Bob and his friends. Cat lowered her chest towards Derek, her tits hanging down to his face. He thought she wanted him to kiss them like Kevin did, so when he stood up, Cat grabbed his arms and pulled him up onto the stage. The crowd was cheering loudly again, and Derek looked like he wanted to crawl into a dark corner and hide. With Derek standing, Cat lay down on the floor on her back and held one foot up to him. Derek got the idea and removed one of her shoes. She switched legs and held the other shoe up for him to take off. The audience was clapping and shouting "GO! GO! GO!"

As Derek stood there holding both shoes, looking down at Cat laying on the floor, she spread her legs wide and placed one hand on her crotch. With the crowd still cheering, Cat simulated fingering herself, a look of intense pleasure on her face. Derek didn't know what to do, so he just stared as Bob's sister pretended to masturbate in front of a live audience. Suddenly Cat jumped up and whispered in Derek's ear, "Sit on the floor and roll my stockings off," and then she kissed him on the lips.

Derek sat cross-legged on the floor and Cat stood above him, her legs spread wide, with one foot on either side of him. With her crotch practically in his face, Derek reached up and slowly rolled one stocking down her leg, pulling it off when she lifted her foot. Then he did the same to the other one. The crowd was roaring again, and began shouting "MORE! MORE! MORE!" Cat looked out into the audience and smiled, blowing them a kiss. Then she looked down and saw Derek sitting there staring up into her crotch. Putting both hands behind his head, Cat pulled his face into her thong covered pussy, mashing his nose against the material. The crowd was going wild, the music completely drowned out by the screaming.

Just as Derek was about to put his hands on her ass, his face still buried in her lap, Cat pushed him away and walked over to the other side of the stage. Realizing he had been dismissed and was being ignored, Derek slid off the stage to the cheers of the audience. Several strangers patted him on the back and shook his hand.

"Damn Bob," Derek shouted, "You're sister is wild! Did you know she was like this?"

"Um, nope, I had no idea. I sure hope mom and dad never find out."

"Too bad she's your sister, otherwise you'd be next. It sucks to be you huh? At least you got to spank her one time. Hahahaha!"

"Yeah, too bad she's my sister. Oh well, I'm glad you . . . "

Just then Cat came back to their table and, crooking her finger at Bob, she indicated she wanted him up on the stage. Bob shook his head no, but the crowd began to cheer and clap, and a few strangers pushed Bob towards her. Derek was trying to explain to the other men that Bob was her brother, but the noise was so loud again, no one could understand what he was saying. Bob was boosted up onto the stage, and Cat took both his hands and pulled him to the center.

"Hi sweetie, are we having fun yet?"

"Geez Cat, the guys still think I'm your brother. Isn't this going to seem a little weird?"

Chewing on his earlobe, Cat whispered, "Well, you should have thought of that before bringing me to a strip club. Now you're gonna have to play along or this crowd will probably lynch you. So be a good boy and do what I say, okay?"

"Damn Cat, you always have to be in charge don't you? You always have to win."

"Yes I do Bobby boy, I always win. But I don't think you and your boys are suffering too much do you?"

Before he could answer, Cat spun around, propping her back against Bob's chest and stomach. She then placed both of Bob's hands on her hips, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of her underwear. Rocking her hips from side to side, Cat pushed Bob's hands down, bringing her thong down with them. The crowd was going crazy, screaming and cheering and calling out, "LOWER! LOWER! LOWER!!!!"

Derek and Kevin were just staring, not saying a word. They couldn't believe what Bob and his sister were doing up on stage. Fun is fun, Kevin thought to himself, but this is getting a little too kinky. Derek was thinking Bob and Cathy are way closer than he imagined. Even if my sister was as good-looking as Cathy, I don't think I could do that!

Just as Cat's bare pussy was about to come into view, she stopped and looked out onto the crowd. She shrugged her shoulders and waited for a reaction. The crowd went nuts.

"TAKE IT OFF!>!TAKE IT OFF!!!!"

Placing her hands back on top of Bob's, Cat pushed her thong to the floor. She stepped out of them and bent over at the waist to pick them up, exposing her bare ass and pussy lips to the audience. The cheering and whistling never stopped. Cat put her thong over Bob's head with the now damp crotch covering his nose. Bob inhaled deeply, filling his nasal cavity with the woman's musky scent. Taking advantage of Bob's momentary distraction, Cat undid his belt and zipper, pulling his pants to the floor. Bob was now standing there in his boxers with Cat kneeling in front of him. Cat grabbed his rather prominent boner and began massaging it along the outside of his underwear. She pulled the waistband out and peeked inside, mimicking a shocked look on her face.

With every man in the room up on his feet, their eyes glued to the action on the stage, Cat stood up and kissed Bob full on the lips. Derek stood there watching, shaking his head in disbelief. Kevin was watching as well, completely enthralled. Cat gestured for Bob to lay on the floor on his back, his hard-on poking straight up from inside his shorts. Now wearing nothing but her garter belt, Cat sat down on Bob's chest, facing his feet. She leaned forward, sliding her knees back toward his head, until her naked pussy was directly above his face. Cat then placed her mouth over Bob's cloth-covered cock, holding the tip with her teeth. With her palms flat on the floor on either side of his hips, she proceeded to simulate performing oral sex.

With the crowd shouting EAT HER! Bob was tempted to do just that. But he was afraid the manager would disqualify her, so he leaned up and kissed just the outer lips, darting his tongue along the soft flesh for just a second. The roar of the crowd threatened to bring down the roof. After a few minutes, Cat jumped up and raised her hands above her head, her legs spread wide, and slowly turned around to face the entire room. Realizing they were done, Bob stood up and, grabbing his pants, jumped off the stage and got dressed. Kevin and Derek had gathered up Cat's clothes, and were holding them for her. Cat leaned down to get her stuff, smiling at her three guys, and then walked off stage to the back room to get dressed.

Needless to say, Cat won the contest hands down. Several men approached her on the way out and asked for her phone number, which she politely declined. The manager offered her a full-time job, with benefits. She said she'd think about it. Then a group of distinguished-looking men walked up to her in the lobby.

"Hi, my name is Gary. I'm a neurosurgeon here in California. These are some friends of mine, and they're all physicians too. We're having a medical convention in town next month and were wondering if we could hire you. We're on the entertainment committee and we need to put together some kind of show. We'd love to book you if your available. Money is no object, just name your price."

"Well I'm not sure, Bob is my agent, and you'll have to clear it through him. I'll do anything he asks me too, anything at all. Same goes for his two assistants, Derek and Kevin. Why don't you give him your business card and I'm sure he'll get in touch with you."

Riding in the car back to her hotel, Cat said she wanted to donate the prize money to a worthwhile charity in San Francisco, and asked Bob to find one for her. Kevin and Derek were quiet, still stunned by Cat's intimate acts with her brother. And they were trying to figure out if she was serious when she told the docs she would do anything Bob asked her to. And where did his sister learn to do a striptease like that? She was absolutely amazing, they both thought.

When they got to the hotel, Cat said she was still pretty wound up from her performance, and asked them to come up for a drink and maybe watch a pay per view movie with her. The three of them escorted her up to her room and she told them to fix some drinks.

"I'm going to get comfortable, kick your shoes off and find something to watch on TV. Make me an Amaretto sour please?"

Cat disappeared into the bathroom and when the guys heard the shower running, Derek confronted Bob.

"Holy shit Bob, what was that back at the theater? You and your sister were ready to do the nasty deed, the only thing that stopped you was the fact you were in front of an audience."

"We were just playing around for the crowd Derek, it was all an act so Cathy could win."

"An act my ass," interjected Kevin. "You guys have been fooling around since you were younger. Cathy told me all about it."

"Told you what?" asked Bob

"Yeah Kevin, what's the scoop?" Derek wanted to know.

"When I took Cathy back to her hotel on Thursday, she told me how you taught her how to give a hand job to her boyfriend. Said she used to practice on you all the time."

"WHAT>!I never did that with Cathy."

Just then Cat came into the room. "Never did what with me?"

All of a sudden it was quiet. Cathy was dressed in a thin cotton half tank which barely covered her breasts and loose fitting girl boxers. She was in the process of drying her hair when she overheard Bob yelling.

"Well? What did you never do with me Bob? And may I have that drink please?"

Derek handed Cat her drink and said, "Kevin says you told him about Bob teaching you how to give hand jobs when you guys were younger. Bob said it didn't happen."

Downing her cocktail in one gulp, Cat handed the glass back to Derek and said, "Delicious! How about another? Come on Bob, the cat's out of the bag. It's nothing to be ashamed of, so we played around a little bit, what's the big deal? Besides, I rather enjoyed it. Maybe you just need your memory jogged."

Cat walked over to where Bob was sitting and kneeled in front of him, between his legs. She undid his pants and pulled them off, then yanked off his underwear. Bob just sat there stunned, unable to move. Resting her elbows on his thighs, Cat began to stroke Bob's semi-erect cock with one hand while cupping his balls with the other.

"WHOA>!Hell yeah, this is getting good." Derek exclaimed, sitting down next to Bob on the couch.

"Oh yeah, I'll say its getting good. I knew it was all an act Bob." Kevin said, standing on the other side watching the action.

Then Derek stood up and removed his pants, letting his dick spring loose, and sat back down again. He started stroking his own cock while watching Cat stroke Bob. Kevin took the hint and removed his own pants, freeing his massive hard-on, running his hand up and down the shaft.

Cat could tell Bob was getting close to ejaculating, his thick member oozing pre-cum. Reaching over to Derek, Cat began to pump his dick with her left hand. Lowering her head, she inserted Bob's huge dick into her mouth, sucking him into her throat. Reaching up, she found Bob's hand and placed it on her head. Bob complied, placing both hands on the back of Cat's skull, forcing her face down into his crotch. He grabbed a handful of her hair, and pulled up hard, then pushed back down again, repeating it over and over, jerking her head up and down, faster and faster.

"OH GOD CATHY . . . I'M GONNA CUM . . . RIGHT IN YOUR MOUTH . . . OH, FUCK YEAH!!!

Bob spurted gobs and gobs of his jizz directly into Cat's mouth, mashing her face into his crotch. Cat swallowed as best she could, but streams of the stuff ran down onto Bob's balls. She thought he must have been saving this up for weeks, this couldn't be his normal load. Once Bob's spasms stopped, Cat pulled Bob fat cock out of her mouth and began to lick his balls, which were covered in white creamy goo. She was still pumping Derek, never missing a beat.

Standing and watching the whole show while jerking his meat, Kevin knelt behind Cat just as Bob was ejaculating. Kevin ran his hands between Cat's thighs, finding her cunt with his fingers. She was soaking wet and obviously turned on by the blowjob she was giving her brother. Pulling the loose boxers aside, Kevin inserted his cock into Cat's pussy, ramming it in to the hilt. He started fucking the horny woman, pistoning his dick faster and faster.

As soon as Cat finished cleaning up Bob's nuts, she turned her attention to Derek. She felt the sudden insertion of Kevin's prick into her ready and willing cunt, and immediately put a lip lock on Derek's knob. Wasting no time, Cat engulfed his entire cock, deep-throating him while rolling his nuts around in her free hand. She pulled his rock hard pole out of her mouth for a second and, turning to Kevin, she said, "Spank me."

At first Kevin didn't get it. So Cat stopped sucking Derek's cock again and said a little louder, "I said SPANK ME!"

Bob interjected, "Kevin, my sister wants you to spank her ass while you're fucking her. Just take my word for it, she loves it. Here, I'll show you."

Bob walked over and smacked Cat on her left buttock. Kevin and Derek were both still shocked at Bob's sex play with his own sister. However, Kevin got the idea and, while still in the middle of screwing her, he smacked Cat on the right buttock. Then Bob smacked her again. Then Kevin, then Bob, until they had a good rhythm going. Cat was in ecstasy, enjoying the stinging pain on both sides of her ass, and climaxed within a few minutes. Kevin was ready to pop also.

"OH GOD CATHY I'M CUMMING!!!!"

Kevin ejaculated, pumping his seed into Cat's cervix. When he finished emptying his ball sack, he withdrew his cock, and sat in the recliner, sated. A few minutes later he fell sound asleep. Derek took the opportunity to replace Kevin, shoving his dick into Cat's sopping cunt. He started thrusting rapidly, already over-stimulated from Cat's oral skills, and was unable to hold back any longer.

"OH SHIT . . . MY TURN . . . OH MAN HERE IT COMES . . . OH FUCKGODDAMN . . . AHHH CATHY . . . OH YEAH BABY!

Filling her cavity to overflowing, Derek shot his load into little sister's twat. When his spurts subsided, Derek withdrew his shrinking fuck stick, and lay on the floor. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep also.

Cat got up off the floor and, winking at Bob, indicated she wanted him to follow her into the bedroom. Cat told Bob to lay on his back on the bed. Using her talented mouth, Cat brought Bob's erection back to full attention.

"Damn Bob, did this thing grow another inch or two in the past hour? Geezus, you're almost too big for me to handle. I love your cock, I want to keep it all for myself. Can I take it home with me?"

"I wish you could Cat. I'm still not sure if I'm dreaming or not, are you really here? God I wish this night could last forever. Maybe you should think about moving out here. I know Derek and Kevin would love it."

"Oh Bob, you know that's not going to happen. But I'll come visit more often if you'd like. Who knows, maybe I'll do the medical convention party. I'll just have to figure out how to keep putting off marrying Kevin and Derek. They both want to be your brother-in-law you know. I suppose I could just tell them I can't possibly choose one over the other. Anyway, are we gonna let this lovely hard-on go to waste? Don't you want to fuck your little sister one more time?"

"I want to fuck my sister till she's unconscious. I want to see my fat cock stretch your pussy wide open. I'm gonna cum so hard, my sperm is gonna shoot out your mouth. Come on you prick teasing bitch, sit on my cock till you can't take any more. I want you to beg me to stop. Oh fuck yeah."

Straddling his waist, Cat lowered herself onto Bob's huge member, embedding it deep inside her. She started out slowly rising up and then easing down. She picked up the pace, bouncing up and down, faster and faster, riding Bob's plump sausage. Bob had both hands on Cat's impressive tits, squeezing and mauling them, pinching her nipples between his thumb and index finger. Cat was riding him like a wild stallion, threatening to break the bed frame.

"OH . . . OH BOB . . . I'M FUCKING CUMMING . . . OH GOD . . . SHIT . . . OOOOOOOH!

As Cat's climax intensified, her vaginal muscles squeezed around Bob's cock. The sensation was too much for him, and Bob began spraying his spunk all over her insides. As her spasms subsided, Cat collapsed forward onto Bob's chest. Once Bob's dick softened a bit, Cat rolled off of him onto her side. Bob turned over also, throwing his arm across Cat's chest, cupping one of her breasts. They both fell sound asleep in the spoon position.

The next morning, when Bob woke up, he discovered he was alone in the bed. Grabbing a towel from the bathroom, he wrapped it around his waist and went in search of his playful internet lover. He saw Kevin and Derek still fast asleep in the living room, right where they had collapsed hours earlier. But Cat was gone, so were her suitcase and clothes. Damn, Bob thought, always the mystery woman. He found a note on the desk:

Hey Bro,

Thanks for showing your little sister a good time. You and Derek and Kevin are the best, I love you guys soooooo much. I can't wait to come for another visit, I hope I have an open invitation? Don't forget to donate my prize money to a good charity. Tell Kevin and Derek I still can't decide which one to marry, so we'll have to wait on that one. Give them my email address, maybe they'll want to chat with me sometime. Who knows, maybe I'll even write a story about them. Love ya!

Your Loving "Sister"

Cathy

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