Introducing Kat

Sunday was spent piling up Helen and Sofia's cars and driving the clothes over to wife’s place. They left most of the stuff in the cars as Maisy and Sofia descended on Helen’s bedroom, bin liners in hand and started throwing it all out. Helen initially tried to save a few things but the terrible twosome was not to be stopped.

Mike found the whole thing very amusing. In his spare time, he had masturbated so much to his recordings that he had ended up actually going to play a round of golf. He had a nice time in the nineteenth hole and met some interesting people but he was glad to have Helen back, especially in her new clothes. She looked so much sexier than she had. He was impressed that Sofia had managed to get her into such form-fitting and revealing clothes. She was by no means slutty or even vaguely inappropriate but the contrast from her plain skirts and blouses was astonishing. She also seemed to have a little more makeup on which was giving her a slightly more striking look. He wanted to sweep her off to bed but that would have to wait.

The girls had started to unload the car when, to add to the chaos there was a knock on the door and a cheery “Hello? The door was open so...” Kat had just walked in wearing a crop top, some painted on shiny leggings and platform heels.

Helen greeted her and explained what was going on. “That is so cool. You look totally amazing by the way. I love a makeover.”

Helen took Kat to one side. “Kat, I was thinking about grooming my, you know.” She gestured down with her eyes and Kat got it.

“You mean your kitty?” Kat said quite loudly.

Helen blushed “Yes. My, kitty. Anyway, I know it’s a very personal thing to ask but I was wondering if you could tell me how you got yours so smooth. Shaving doesn't seem as good and Waxing doesn't appeal to me.”

Kat nodded sagely. “I know what you mean. I had Mine removed permanently. If you like I could do it for you.”

“What? I thought that would be a clinic thing.”

“I have all the gear at home and I’m fully qualified. Before I modelled I was a beautician and well, Maxy has some very particular tastes so he got me certified.”

Helen wasn’t sure what Kat meant by particular tastes but she was interested. “You could really help me with it?”

“Sure sweetie but if you do there is a condition.”

“What’s that?”

“I have to take it all.”

“All?”

Kat nodded. “Not just your kitty, everywhere below your eyes.” Helen already shaved her legs and her armpits, mostly from habits instilled by her mother as what a woman does rather than any of that formerly being on display but the way she said it was a little unnerving. Kat seemed to notice this and added “I know it’s a little odd but it was one of the things that Maxy insisted on when he bought me the equipment to use on my friends. If you’d rather go to a clinic I’d understand but it would be much more fun to do it together.”

Helen understood that some husbands were overbearing even if the rules seemed a little strange. “I would much rather a friend did it.” She thought on it a bit more and decided that there was little other hair that she would miss and she loved the clean look of Maisy’s and Kat’s. “Okay, let’s do it,” she decided that she was going to keep moving forward on moving away from her past.

Kat jumped up and down and clapped her hands “This will be so fun.”

They stood discussing the practicalities when Maisy walked past with a bag full of old clothes. Helen stopped Maisy who put the heavy bag down. “Maisy, this is Kat, my new friend I was telling you about. Kat this is Maisy, that friend you said you wanted to be introduced to.”

Kat was on her usual friendly form and she swept in to kiss Maisy on both cheeks. “Oh my god, you are so adorable and sexy. I hear we are piercing twins.”

Even Maisy was taken aback by Kat’s openness but she liked it. “Oh yea, hi.” Maisy looked serious for a moment and then her mouth opened wide with shock. “Oh my god, you’re Kat Plastic.”

“You know my work?” said Kat, genuinely delighted.

“Of course I do, you are a legend in the fetish scene. Anyone who’s into latex and PVC knows who you are.” Maisy was completely fangirling.

“You are too precious. Are you in the scene yourself? If not, you could totally model for it. There’s a real market for your body type”

“Wow, thank you for saying that. No, I just dig the aesthetic. Fuels a few private fantasies if you know what I mean?”

“Totally, I live the fantasies. I wouldn’t if I didn’t enjoy them myself, even if I am semi-retired. It’s just Instagram and conventions these days.”

“I know. It’s such a shame. I’ve enjoyed your work quite a lot in the past. I was probably a bit too young when I first saw one of your photo sets but they made quite the impact on me.”

Kat turned to Helen. “She is adorable. Can I keep her?”

Helen was utterly bemused but she joined in. “I don’t know about keep but I’d be happy to share.”

“Ooh, I’d love to share her,” said Kat suggestively. You have to come over sometime. I’ll show you my collection. I might even have a few bits that would fit you if you want to dress up?”

“Really?” Maisy was ecstatic. “Oh my god, that would be beyond cool.”

Kat tittered to herself. “Anyway, I can see you are busy so I’ll let you get on.” She turned to Helen “Now remember, you need to let everything grow for a couple of weeks then we can sort it out. After that we can sort our dress-up party,” She said to Maisy. “Ta ta,” she called as she headed out of the door.

Maisy was in shock. “I don’t believe I just met Kat, fucking, Plastic. I must have jilled myself off to her at least a dozen times. I don’t believe you got to touch her pussy.”

Helen was glad that Mike wasn’t around. “Maisy, I’m lost. Why do you call her Kat Plastic.”

Maisy stared at Helen. “You don’t know? Kat is a famous fetish model.”

Helen shrugged, “I don’t know what that means.”

“I’ll show you. Shit, I let my phone die. Just promise me you’ll google it. Search for something like ‘Kat Plastic gallery’ or something like that and you’ll find out what I’m talking about. In the meantime can you get Mike to help? There are a lot of bags to shift.”