Chapter 41

Kat looked stunning that evening. She wore a red ruffle cocktail dress that barely came to mid-thigh. Black patent leather Louboutin heels contrasted beautifully with it. She wore makeup that was intentionally a touch heavier than usual, as well as bright red lipstick. She let her hair hang naturally, and it was just past her shoulders. The waist on the dress cinched high, accentuating the slightly greater curve of her hips since pregnancy. She looked like she wanted to put the "fuck" in MILF.

"Do you remember the time," I said.

"When you cucked the shit out of Nicole’s fiancée here?" Kat finished the sentence for me.

"That was some evening," I said, reminiscing about the long night of using Nicole relentlessly in front of her now-ex-husband and Kat.

"I wonder if tonight can top it?" Kat said with a grin.

We sipped a glass of Champagne and chatted easily.

"What time is dinner?" I asked.