It felt like an eternity, but it was only a couple of seconds before the door opened.
Both Samantha and Frances were there to great Martha. Each of the lesbian werecats were wearing matching white dresses that emphasized every curvy aspect of their femininity, but both were still in their fully human forms.
"Welcome!" they said in unison, before each hugged Martha.
As Martha stepped inside, Frances closed and locked the front door as Samantha took Martha's sweater and hung it on the coat rack next to the door.
"You look great!" said Samantha, eyeing Martha's figure.
"So do the two of you," replied Martha, before noticing how all out her friends went for this evening.
There were lit candles everywhere she looked, including a nice set up on the dining room table. And there was a trail of rose petals on the floor leading from the front door to the table, and another path of them leading to what she presumed was their bedroom.
"Oh, wow!" said Martha, taking it all in.
"We said we wanted this night to be special for you," said Frances, before giving Martha another hug.
"I can tell," said Martha, before she hugged Samantha while Frances was still hugging her.
"Now, we have a nice dinner all prepared," began Samantha, after breaking the hug.
"I am very hungry right now," said Martha, "but not for food," she added, kicking the matching black shoes to her dress off. Martha didn't bother with hosiery that night, and the combination of shag carpeting and rose petals tickled her feet.
Samantha and Frances looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
"If you can give me a moment or two to secure things in the kitchen..." said Frances, while licking her lips in anticipation.
"Sure," replied Martha, as she hugged Samantha again.
When Frances returned, she and her wife each grabbed Martha by a hand and led her down the rose petal path to their bedroom, candles lighting every step of the journey.
As they entered, Martha saw more candles lit the entire room. The bedding had been turned down, making the King size bed ready for occupancy, and more rose petals were everywhere, with a lot on the mattress as well.
"Now, we've given this some serious thought," said Frances, as she and Samantha kicked off their shoes.
"All you have to do, for now, is just let yourself go and enjoy everything," added Samantha, as she moved closer to Martha's left.
"And most importantly, don't resist any feelings or changes as they happen," said Frances, as she moved closer to Martha's right. "This is your night and what you wanted. Give in to your desires and enjoy them to the fullest!"
Martha simply nodded in agreement as Samantha began nuzzling her left ear. A moment later Frances began nuzzling Martha's right ear, as the two lesbians began running their hands across Martha's dress covered body.
Their combined touches were sweet caresses. Appreciative touches of every curve from the swell of Martha's breasts to the curve of her behind.
Then Martha felt hands run up her back, before realizing the zipper to her dress was being pulled down.
As each inch of bare flesh was exposed, Martha felt somebody kiss it, even as their hands continued exploring her body.
When the dress was allowed to fall to the floor, Martha stepped out of it before Samantha and Frances escorted her to the bed.
They laid her down in the center of the mattress, before laying down next to her. This time Frances on her left, and Samantha on her left.
Hands began running through her hair, caressing her face, tweaking Martha's bare nipples, and drifting across her bare stomach, before teasing her inner thighs, but never actually touching her vagina.
Martha tried to touch what she could of Samantha and Frances as they began kissing their way down her body, but they paused long enough to say. "Not now. You're time is coming," before they resumed their erotic journey.
Starting with light ear nibbles, the lesbians worked their way in unison down her body. First they nuzzled her neck, then kissed their way over Martha's shoulders before going further down.
They spent a long time worshiping, for there was no other word for Martha to describe the sensation, her breasts.
Each lady started at the outer border of her bosom and worked their way inward, taking their time to touch every inch of Martha's bounty with their lips and tongues.
When Frances and Samantha reached her nipples, Martha experienced a genuine orgasm just from having them sucked. She had heard of such a phenomenon, but always thought it was a myth. Not any more.
Moans of pure pleasure escaped her lips, then Martha sighed an expression of regret as Samantha and Frances continued their oral path downward.
Soon the two lesbians spread Martha's legs open so they could lay down between them.
She felt hot breath blowing on her pubic hairs before the lesbians started licking her outer lips, the ladies either taking turns or somehow managing to apply both of their tongues at once.
Martha didn't know how Frances and Samantha managed to coordinate eating her pussy in unison, but there was no denying the results.
Her body heaved in waves of pleasure until Martha had one final, gigantic orgasm of pure bliss.
As she laid in the middle of the bed, basking in her afterglow, Martha watched as Samantha and Frances stood up and began to undress each other.
Something tells me the fun is just beginning, thought Martha, as the now naked ladies turned and looked at her seductively.
Author's personal note: My apologies for this major event in Martha Anderson's life having to be spread out over multiple posts. I wrote this out in advance on my PC, but alas the overall document was just too big to be one episode. Stay tuned!