Let's Train Heroine

Plate after plate of sushi arrived at only a slightly faster pace than the cocktails, leaving the trio buzzed, fed, and fabulous.

Sarina had opted for a purple sequined dress that revealed a delicious amount of thigh but left nothing to the imagination where her breasts were concerned. The perfectly-fitting bra and a generous neckline turned her already-stunning D-cups into a pair of weapons she knew neither Lucan nor Katie would be able to resist. As she'd hoped, Lucan had spent the evening so far simply staring at her ample assets while Katie, she knew, was probably imagining what it would be like to nuzzle her face in Sarina's chest between bites of her plump tuna rolls.

Katie was wearing a lilac dress which complemented Sarina's choice and matched her in the sequin count. Katie's legs, however, looked twice as long as Sarina's, as her dress was cut to a dangerously inappropriate level...almost.

It was clear that both women had collaborated on their wardrobe choices, not just to coordinate fashionably, but also to accentuate their individual assets, and there wasn't a man in the city who didn't think that Lucan was, at that moment, the luckiest man in town.

"OK, I am officially stuffed," said Lucan, pushing away a lobster roll. "I can keep drinking, though."

They all clinked glasses before taking a synchronized sip of their cocktails, Sarina sucking the olive from her toothpick with a cheeky, sensuous glint in her eye.

"So, we've done the show, the casino and the spa..." she said, "What do we do now?"

"We thought that was your department?" Katie replied. "Don't you have everything planned out?"

"Yes I do...for later."

"I want it to be later, right now." Lucan smiled, playing footsie with Sarina under the table.

"Well first of all, I think we should slow down on the cocktails," said Katie. "I don't want anyone getting drunk on me tonight."

"You're a killjoy." Lucan laughed.

"Actually, she's the opposite." Sarina said. "She's making sure we're all on form for some proper joy, aren't you, honey?"

Sarina ran a hand over Katie's thigh, feeling how hot her skin was under the short hem of her dress.

"OK, so until Sarina decides to indulge us," Lucan offered. "Let's play it by ear. I'm game for anything."

"Well we know that..." Sarina laughed.

"I have an idea," said Katie. "Mr. Lucan, how much did you make on the poker table?"

"Around 900, give or take," he answered. "Why?"

He could already see the wheels working in Katies devious mind.

"Well, with our combined winnings, we have well over a thousand to play with." Katie said. "But let's not give it back to the casino-"

"What about a strip club?"

"I am not giving our money to them!"

"You're no fun."

Katie gave Lucan a playful slap.

"Look," she said, leaning in to Sarina. "This place is full of amazing stores, right?"

"Go on-"

"Well, I did bring something to put on...later...but now I'm thinking that I want to...try something different. Lingerie shop is just around the corner..."

"Now you have my attention." Lucan smiled, looking from Sarina to Katie and back again, already imagining what they'd both look like in stockings, a garter belt and crotchless panties.

"So how about it, baby?" Sarina asked. "You want to take us girls shopping?"

She felt Katie's hand slide further up her thigh, heading for her pussy, which was already tingling in burgeoning anticipation for the night ahead.

Katie checked herself one last time before coming out of the bathroom. Sarina and Lucan were kissing on the bed but both paused as Katie strode confidently back out to join them, her sleek, stiletto heels clicking on the hard floor. Putting her hands on her hips, Katie stood over her lover and his lover and waited for them to fully drink in the sight before them.

"Fuck. That's hot!" gasped Lucan.

"Damn right," Sarina agreed, sitting up slowly. "Katie, you are smoking!"

Sheer black stay-up stockings ran the length of Katie's perfect legs, accentuating a bare patch of skin at the top of her thighs. She followed Lucan's eyes as his gaze ran the length of them until they rested on a trio of black straps which lay across her hips, holding in place the small patch of fabric covering her pussy. The thong was a black matte triangle which screamed "pull me off and fuck me!" but there was even more to the outfit than this initial erotic thrill.

Turning their attention to Katie's tits, Lucan and Sarina let their mouths hang open as they lingered on the two black floral pasties hiding her nipples, the only adornment on her otherwise naked torso. Katie's slightly-open lips, glistening in a thick, sticky-wet, crimson crescent, smiled back at them as she pushed out her tongue and licked her lips, suggestively.

With no words spoken, Sarina and Lucan rose in unison and stepped over to Katie, their hands already roaming, exploring her warm body. Katie closed her eyes, not caring whose hands wandered where, she simply wanted to enjoy the delicious feeling of being desired by - at that moment - her two favorite people in the world.

She wanted to be worshiped.

After a minute or so, Sarina took a step back.

"Don't stop, either of you," she said quietly, grabbing her bag and heading to the bathroom. "I have a surprise for both of you...and if I don't do this now, then I just won't make it. I am so fucking turned on right now!"

"What do you think she has for us, honey?" Katie purred, as the bathroom door closed and Lucan continued to fondle Katie's breast.

"I don't care, baby." Lucan replied, already lost in his desire. "But, hell, I want to fuck you so hard right now, oh my GOD!"

He began nibbling on Katie's shoulders as his hands sought to touch every inch of her already hot, damp flesh. Katie reached behind him and grabbed a handful of ass to pull him closer.

"Baby, why are you still dressed?" she demanded to know. "Get your clothes off, now. I want to see you naked, I want to see that magnificent cock, I want to see what I'm doing to you, feel how much you want me."

Lucan had heard similar rushed tones from Katie before, but this time she was more commanding, more authoritative than he'd ever known her. He wasn't sure his cock could swell any further, but her orders were making him as hard as granite.

His clothes were off in record time