The Kat rounded the corner, heading off down the hallway in search of Chyna. Thinking that she might have popped into the locker room to have a word with HHH, she paused and knocked on the door. After waiting for a moment and receiving no reply, she opened the door and called out a loud greeting before entering.

"Joanie? Hunter? Are you in here? I need to –"

Walking around the corner to look on the other side of the lockers, Kat saw Matt Hardy changing clothes, having just showered. His jean clad body facing away from her, Kat watched for a moment as he ran a towel through his damp hair, glistening beads of water sliding their way down the skin of his broad back.

"Matt – have you seen Joanie?"

Turning around in surprise Matt answered her, "No I haven’t – Hunter was in here earlier and he left a little while ago to head on back to the hotel."

"Okay thanks – if you see Joanie tell her I’m looking for her okay?"

Drying his long hair vigorously, Matt grinned at her from underneath the towel that was partially covering his head. "I’ll do that short stuff."

"Short stuff? Who are you calling short stuff?" Kat laughed at him, picking up his towel from the bench. His back turned to her, Matt was rifling through the gym bag in front of him looking for a shirt to put on.

A sudden mischievous sparkle entering her eyes, Kat wound the towel up tightly and let it fly through the air, Matt’s butt serving as the bulls eye.

CRACK! The towel snapped full force into Matt’s backside, causing him to yelp in pain and turn around quickly, clutching his sore butt cheek.

"What was that for?" he cried out, rubbing the wounded area.

"Sorry – I really am – I didn’t know it was going to do that – I only meant it to hit you lightly," Kat laughed at him, trying to cover up her smile with her hand in embarrassment. "I’m so sorry Matt."

"Ow! That hurt!" he cried out once more. "Dang you woman! I’ll get you for this!"

"Let’s call a truce okay?" Kat said quickly to him. "Look – I’ll make it up to you alright? I was looking for Joanie so that we could take some pictures but would you be my willing victim instead?"

Pulling his long sleeve shirt over his head with an impatient yank, Matt grinned back at her and nodded yes. Running his hands beneath his long hair to pull it out from under the collar of his shirt, he then packed up the rest of his gear into his bag and zipped it up, heading for the door.

"C’mon," he told her over his shoulder. "I know where we can do this."

"We can take the pic here – lookie – got my camera ready," she smiled, waving the camera cheerfully at him.

"There’s better lighting here," he told her, crooking his finger in her direction so that she’d follow him. "Let’s go in here."

Opening the door to a fairly large storage closet, he motioned her inside. Setting his bag behind the door, he walked to the end of the room and stood against the wall.

"I’m ready," he told her, holding his hands in front of him in his customary gun pose.

"Hold on," she laughed, and set the timer on the camera so that it would go off in a few seconds. Scurrying over to Matt, she stood in front of him, smiling in the direction of the camera. In an instant he had whisked her off of her feet, holding her in his arms as they faced the camera. "Say cheese," he laughed to her, squeezing her to him so tightly that she gasped in reaction. The flash of the camera momentarily blinding them, Matt set her down and she waited for a moment before resetting the timer.

"You ready for another?" she told him, jogging back over in his direction. "Sure am," he grinned before picking her up once more, this time flinging her small body face first over his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" she called out, squirming slightly as his lower back muffled her voice. "Hush," he told her, swatting her firmly on her backside which was now facing the camera. Making the gun sign towards her ass, he grinned at the camera and waited for the picture to be taken. Setting Kat down, he chuckled as she smacked him lightly on the arm.

"That wasn’t playing fair mister," she said, smiling up at him and wagging her finger in a scolding motion in front of his nose. Snapping his jaw lightly at her finger in return, she smiled and headed for the door.

"We’re not done yet," he told her. "You assaulted me earlier and the least you can do now is make up for it."

"Okay," she laughed, rolling her eyes as she headed back over to reset the camera. "I’d like my face in the next shot though!"

"Okay – fair enough," Matt told her, reaching for a folding chair. Leaning it against the wall and taking a seat, he motioned her over. "Come here."

"Where’s my seat?" she asked.

"Right here," he said, patting his lap. Setting the camera up she walked back over to Matt. Plunking herself down on his lap, she heard the whirring of the camera letting them know that the picture would be taken in a few seconds. Matt suddenly turned her sideways on his lap, throwing an arm over her knees to secure them in place before dipping her upper half over his other arm, while leaning down to blow on her exposed belly noisily right when the next photo was taken.

"Hey!" she giggled. "That tickles!"

"You know what they say about paybacks," he murmured, his eyes riveted to hers. Lifting her back up into a sitting position, he waited for her to get up off his lap to reset the camera.

"It’ll go off again in a few seconds," she told him. "Okay –next pose then," Matt replied, swinging her legs down on top of his thighs and wrapping his arms tightly around her waist while resting his chin on top of her shoulder. "Ready? Cheese," he chuckled, squeezing her midriff tightly so that her gasp of surprise would be caught on film.

"You’ll crack my ribs," she croaked out to him. "Quit whining," he replied playfully, lifting his hands up to salute her with the guns once more. His fingers inches away from her full breasts, he nuzzled her hair away from her neck with his nose to place a playful nip against her skin.

Turning her face towards his, she puckered her pink lips at him playfully and he kissed her proffered mouth right as the picture was taken. Pulling away slightly to smile at him, she bit her lower lip lightly. "Want to try that again?" he asked her huskily, a warm twinkle in his deep brown eyes.

"Let’s," she replied, before his mouth descended once more onto hers. His lips slanting over the warm sweetness of her mouth, she opened up to him and drew his tongue in to mate with hers, her fingers winding their way through his hair to hold his head in place as the tension between their shared body heat finally combusted.

Heedless of the camera, they reached out to explore one another with absolute abandon. Opening his legs wide, Matt pushed Kat’s legs further astride so that they were laying over, resting on the outside of his. Running his fingers up the long slim slope of her thighs, his lips descended down the side of her neck, nipping and kissing a path of fire across her skin. Writhing on his lap, she gasped as she felt his growing hardness beginning to grind itself against her through his jeans.

"Matt," she gasped, closing her eyes in pleasure as she felt his large hands running up over her rib cage to cup her breasts firmly, his thumbs tracing the outline of her nipples through her shirt.

Beginning to knead her breasts with one hand, the other hand drifted back down the flat plane of her stomach to nestle into her groin, his fingers lifting the edge of her short skirt and lightly drifting over her warm center, tantalizing her with his teasing caresses through the light fabric of her panties.

Bringing his hands to the bottom of her shirt, he lifted it up and over her head before reaching out to undo her bra. Tossing her clothing over into the corner, his warm hands drifted lazily about the cool length of her skin, his fingers dancing lightly over her softness. Grabbing his hands impatiently with hers, Kat placed them at her breasts, arching her head back into his shoulder in pleasure as she felt him pinch her nipples lightly while blowing with delicious softness into the sensitive skin beneath her ear.

"Matt," she breathed, purring softly in pleasure as his left hand slid its way back down to her inner thigh, stroking her soft skin lightly while inserting a long finger beneath the silk of her panties. Barely skimming over her moist flesh with the lightest of caresses, she ground her hips unconsciously into his hardness, seeking gratification.

His thumb made its way over to her clitoris while his two fingers slid their way down into her slippery entrance, her gasp of pleasure the reward for his bold inquiry, the only other sound in the room besides the occasional whirring of the camera and the increasingly heavy sound of their breathing. Beginning to rub her clitoris softly with the rough pad of his thumb, his fingers slid in and out of her depths rhythmically, his tongue unconsciously mimicking the movement of his fingers as it lapped against her earlobe, sucking it in between his full lips for the occasional nip.

Clutching her hands into tight fists at her sides, Kat began to rock her hips upwards into Matt’s hand while biting her lips to keep her cries of pleasure restrained. "I think this is easier with less clothing," he murmured into her ear with a soft growl, lifting her up off of his lap and yanking her panties down and off of her legs in one fell swoop. Pulling her body back towards him, he sat her back down upon his rock hard groin facing him, groaning slightly as her slippery heat teased his sensitized cock through his jeans.

Pushing his hungry hands aside impatiently Kat reached for the bottom of Matt’s shirt and pulled it up and over his head with a sharp yank. Running her small hands greedily over the broad muscled strength of his chest, she leaned forward and kissed him hungrily, a small growl escaping from her lips to ricochet through his mouth. "Put your hands on me," she demanded huskily, reaching down between her legs to massage the heat of his cock through his pants. Gasping into her mouth, Matt gripped her ass beneath her skirt and kneaded her backside firmly, pausing to reach around once more to massage her clitoris insistently with his fingers.

"Two can play at this game," he said to her, his head diving down and coming to rest momentarily against her breast before drawing the hardened nub of her nipple between his hungry lips. Opening his mouth up against her he drew her nipple further inside, his tongue lapping insistently at her sensitive tip while his teeth gripped her, holding her in place.

Holding his head to her with her hands, Kat was too busy grinding herself into Matt’s lap to hear the door open.

Jeff closed the door quickly behind him and locked it, staring in fascinated shock at the couple writhing on the chair in front of him. Walking up silently behind Kat, he knelt down in front of her and ran his hands over the firm roundness of her buttocks, kneading her supple flesh insistently.

Kat begin to undo Matt’s pants frantically, no longer able to wait to feel his delicious length inside of her. Lifting herself up off of his lap so that he could take off his pants, she gave a gasp of shock when she felt warm hands sliding her thighs further apart before a warm wet tongue came to run itself up the inner silk of her thigh. Leaning forward instinctively, she felt Matt grip her tightly to him as he latched back onto her breasts hungrily, his hands gripping her shoulders to hold her in place. Bending over and arching her bottom outwards, Kat gave another gasp of surprise when she felt the stance of her feet widened to accompany another body beneath hers. Kneeling on the floor underneath Kat, Jeff angled his tongue and ran it down the lips of her labia, his hands clutching her hips so that she couldn’t move away.

"God," Kat moaned, her body quivering uncontrollably as she felt Jeff’s lips purse up and grasp her clitoris firmly, his tongue lashing her nub with alternating soft and then hard strokes. Gripping Matt’s shoulders to keep her balance, she gave herself up to the sensation of pleasure that was beginning to wash over her body.

A high pitched keen of pleasure emitted from Kat when she felt his two fingers sliding into her slippery depths, her inner muscles instinctively gripping hold to draw them in further. Jeff’s tongue not ceasing to let up the exquisite assault on her sensitive clitoris, Kat bucked her hips in short sharp movements toward Jeff, the shudders that were wracking her body becoming increasingly more violent and difficult to control. Feeling a heated coil of pleasure beginning to jolt through her system, she cried out as she felt Jeff’s fingers increase the speed of their rhythm which his tongue and lips matched stroke for stroke.

Clutching Matt’s shoulders so hard that her knuckles turned white, Kat came against the hot luscious softness of Jeff’s lips, her body quivering and knees buckling in response to the intense feeling of her orgasm. Resting momentarily, she gazed at Jeff soundlessly, smiling in wanton pleasure when she saw him begin to discard his clothing, throwing it over into the corner to join hers and Matt’s.

Wrenching the jeans off of Matt, Kat seated herself over him, her slippery flesh teasing the silken steel of his cock by barely rubbing against him before drifting away once more. Balancing herself carefully, she allowed the tip of his cock to enter her before stopping her movement, ignoring his growl of need. Leaning forward suddenly to bite his neck, Katt let go of his shoulders and felt herself slide down onto his length so that she was finally impaled upon his thick hardness. Rolling her hips forwards and backwards she gripped him tightly with her muscles, her head lolling back on her shoulders as she felt Jeff’s hands come up to grip her breasts, massaging them firmly.

A low growl emitting from his throat, Matt gripped her hips in his hands and began to move her body up and down, his hips pumping themselves upwards to catch her on the descent down. Increasing his pace with a sound of frustration it wasn’t long before he gripped her tightly about the waist with a soft groan as his semen flooded her depths, his cock twitching for a moment inside of her. Kissing her softly he lifted her up and off of him, and walked over to gather his clothing back up, beginning to dress.

"What about me?" Jeff murmured to her, his hands dipping once more into her pulsating heat. Bending her in a swift motion over the chair, he entered her forcefully from behind, hearing her gasp of pleasure as she felt his cock pleasurably stretching her. "More Jeff," she panted, gripping the chair as he begin to snap his hips faster and faster, his thick length impaling her deliciously.

"Almost…almost…" she panted, a light sheen of sweat glimmering on her skin as she rocked her hips back to meet his forward thrusts. "Harder!" she cried, her wish soon granted as he begin to slam himself savagely into her. Her world slowly unraveling before her eyes, Kat gave a sharp scream of pleasure as he begin to rub her clitoris, and she moments later felt herself tumbling over the cliff of ecstasy. Jeff followed soon after, his cry of pleasure echoing through the small room as he bucked against her one final time.

Pulling away from Jeff, Kat dressed herself leisurely, stretching her body with a satisfied yawn and smiling at her friends.

"You look like a cat who just lapped up all the cream," Matt laughed, walking over to kiss her once more.

"Not yet – but soon," she replied. "Have you seen Edge and Christian?"

"Yeah – I think they’re in the shower," Jeff grinned back at her. "Still hungry?"