We were supposed to get dumped on tonight so I didn't know if I was going to see her at all tonight or not. Chicago is notorious for bad weather forecasts especially with snow so I normally don't pay attention do them any more. According to the weatherman we were supposed to get 8 to 12 inches.
Kat showed up right on time and was looking great. She drove down from Wisconsin where she was visiting here parents and after being up there for two weeks was ready to party. I met her a long time ago when she was in high school and I just graduated. We even dated for a few years but that was a long time ago.
Tonight our mission tonight was just to go out and get fucked up and have a good time. A friend of ours got us tickets as the House of Blues Foundation Room, which is the VIP section. Buckwheat Zidago was playing but didn't start until 10 so we had some time to kill.
Kat was looking good when she walked in the house. She is about 5' 7" with long blond hair that goes past her shoulders and blue eyes. She had a good build and is athletic but still had plenty of curves like a woman and good sized chest and a flat stomach. She likes to wear low cut pants to show off her stomach and I don't complain at all.
She also carried a 12 pack of beer in her hands so I gave her a big hug, a peck on the lips and then we broke into the beer. She said it was a long drive down so there were already two empties in the 12 pack.
We goofed around in the apartment drinking beer and telling stories. She was visiting from Southern California and was telling me about her crazy girlfriends out there and how they would get wild. She even has one friend Kathy who she kissed one time in a bar when they were teasing boys and they loved it - the boys that is. Kat admitted she liked it too although she would never do anything else with a girl.
We hung out a little longer and drank some more beers and then it was time to get ready. Kat and I always consult each other before we go out. She picked out for me some jeans, a blue polyester shirt, a motorcycle jacket, and some hot chrome shades that she brought with lightly tinted silver on the lenses. They were super cool in a retro but modern type of way.
Now it was my turn. Kat didn't bring down much to choose from but what she brought was great. I picked out some low rise Britney Spears pants with the waistband cut off and the edge all frayed, black boots, and a small black sweater that wrapped around and left plenty of bare midriff, my favorite. She also wore a silver necklace with a long vertical pendant in the middle that hung down like an arrow to her cleavage. Not that she needed an arrow with that top. Kat's boobs aren't big but they are a good shape and in that top they looked really good.
She then spent about another 20 minutes in the bathroom getting all dolled up. When she came out she looked even hotter. She had her hair done up in that messy bed head kind of style that Heather Locklear would wear on Melrose Place. She looked the part - hot and naughty. I gave her another squeeze and peck on the lips that hung a moment or two longer and then we walked back to the spare bedroom where Kat was staying. As she turned and started walking my eyes followed down her curves and stopped on her belly as it disappeared into those low cut jeans. Her tummy was so flat and her pants were so low that there was a little gap between the hem and the tight pants as they stretched from hip to hip but try as I might I couldn't see anything else as I peered down.
"Kat those pants are so low how do you wear underwear with those?" I asked.
"You can't. My friend Kathy would never wear underwear so I tried it and now I hardly ever wear them."
That really got my mind going but we had to take off if we were going to make it to the show on time. Kat put on her big light blue puffy coat and leather gloves and we headed out the door. It was starting to snow but it was really wet and not sticking too much. We grabbed a cab and a few minutes later we were at the HOB and checking in with the bouncer for the Foundation Room. When we gave him our names he handed us two tickets and told us they were already paid for and showed us to the elevator. We took it all the way to the top and got out.
Wow. This was some kind of room. It was all done in some dark real wood paneling with ornate trim and decorative details. Not that cheesy stuff you think of in someone's basement. This place looked great. It had some wild artwork all over the walls and big rugs and a huge bar that took up a 1/3 of the cozy room. Most everyone was dressed really well. I say most because Kat and I looked like we stepped out of a music video and the rest of the room just looked classy. We didn't care though we just wanted to let loose and have fun.
We ran into our friend that got us the tickets and we thanked him and he got us some drinks and showed us around. We went out onto the balcony that was 4 stories up and above the stage. It was a strange angle because we were up so high but there was hardly anyone around up there where we were so we had plenty of room to move about.
The show was great and Kat spent most of the time standing in front of me dancing around listening to the show and every once in a while leaning over the railing and looking down onto the people on the dace floor. It was packed down there and everyone in the whole place was having a great time.
The more I watched Kat dancing and leaning over that railing I got to thinking back to when we were lovers. We did it in some naughty places and Kat really likes to be the center of attention and I didn't mind at all. One time when she was bending over I came up behind her and put my arms around her and whispered in her ear pressing my body tightly against hers. "Are you having a good time" I asked. She squealed back "yes" and then kissed me on the lips. This time she did it in a teasing kind of way. It drove me crazy.
We stood up and kissed some more. She was teasing my tongue with hers and I couldn't handle it. It was the sexiest most erotic kiss I had ever had. After 20 seconds of this I was rock hard and I told her to stop. I had know Kat for 15 years and we had always been close friends and I have many fond memories but I had never remembered her being that good of a kisser, certainly not THAT good of a kisser.
"Where did you learn to kiss like that?" I asked. "From some boy?"
"No, silly" she said. "Boys can't tell show you how to kiss like that. I learned that from Kathy."
Damn, I had to meet this Kathy girl and tell her how grateful I was.
