Chicago Kat (different from Carolina Kat) came to visit me in the midst of one of my many failed experiments, in this case the experiment of renting a room from an old lady to save some money. The lady turned out to be pretty mean and nosey and the bed I had was creaky as fuck. It was an extremely unsexy situation, so I started “staycationing” with girls, getting a hotel room for a couple nights and spending the time there.
Kat was coming up from Kentucky, where she had been touring whiskey distilleries. She brought me a bottle and a cool little shot glass. After we checked into the hotel she stepped into the bathroom. She loved lingerie and I figured I was in for a little show.
She came back out and told me to sit down in the room’s fancy chair. I did as I was told, drinking in the sight of her body. She was tall, maybe 5’10, with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes and D-cup tits with big pink nipples. Her stomach was flat and pierced with some kind of blue hanging thing. Her legs were long and toned and her nails were painted red. She was wearing matching bra and panties, something small and lacy and plum-colored, with dark tights up to her thighs. Oh and she wore glasses.