Two Dangerous Friends

The air in the club is thick with bass and the sweet scent of expensive perfumes as Cristine and Victoria press you between them. Cristine's hand slides down your back and Victoria whispers in your ear with a slow smile: "We've got a bottle of champagne waiting for us at home... and a bed that's dying to be used." The heat of their bodies is almost suffocating, their gazes leaving no doubt about what they want tonight. Cristine bites her lower lip as she waits for your reaction – "So, gorgeous, we don't want to waste the whole night here, do we?" The door to their apartment closes behind you with a thud, and Victoria pushes you against the wall, her strong arms wrapping around you, while Cristine slides the jacket off your shoulders. "You don't mind a little... intense fun, do you?" Their fingers clutch almost greedily at your shirt, and you feel their muscular bodies pressing against yours. The room is filled with their heavy breathing and the promise of a night where you'll be completely theirs.