Last night we got a text and pic from a waitress at the Enigma, a cocktail lounge in one of our local hotels.  She is one of the “talent scouts” we have around town.  She said she had a possible lady for us.  Jason and I quickly made our way over to the hotel since her tips were usually gold.  Once there we spotted the lady from pic she had sent us.  We each took up a seat at the bar, one on each side of her.  We ordered a drink and ask the bartender to get her one as well.  She graciously accepted our gift, and we exchanged names.  Katherine was a plus-sized lady, maybe 150 to 155 and about 5’8”, real curvy.  She had black hair and blue eyes.  Katherine looked very stylish in a black sweater dress with a stud & rhinestone-embellished neckline finished off with some black tights.  After chatting for a while we ordered another round of drinks and moved over to a little table.  We found out Katherine was in town for a few days for business.  We found out she had been married for 12 years, lived in Atlanta, and had no kiddies waiting for her at home.

It was easy to tell that as the drinks kept coming Katherine’s defenses were dropping.  Plus it helps when your waitress is in on the monkey business helping to taint things in your favor.  Luckily our server is a little slut herself, and she knows what kind of shenanigans we like to get into first hand.  She has no problem in setting up another lady for the kill as long as some cash came her way to ease her mind.  Once Katherine reached that appropriate state of intoxication Jason and I insisted we accompany her to her room to make sure she made it safely.  She relinquished her room card to us with no fuss.  We both left a c-note on the table for the excellent service provided by our waitress for the evening.  We took the elevator up to the fifth floor of the Crowne, and helped Katherine to the safety of her room.  We plopped the tipsy lady down on the bed.

Jason and I undressed as Katherine just stared in our direction somewhat glassy-eyed.  We then helped her out of her clothes with no argument.  The contrast between her milky skin and black bush was stunning.  We did our best to show the full-figured, Georgia cutie our brand of OKC hospitality.  Twice during the little skirmish her S4 rang and the name Geoffrey appeared on it.  It had to be her hubby from back home.  I am sure he was baffled as to why his wifey was not answering his calls.  I bet it never crossed his little mind that she was in her Oklahoma hotel room with two dicks in her.  That kind of shit really causes Jason and me to fire up more, and Katherine was the recipient of that ramped up action.  We left our southern belle with a face full of jizz and memories that I am sure she will not share with her husband, that assumes she can remember them at all.