Both had heard that age old expression..never mix business with pleasure..
Yet, from the stresses of both jobs and adjusting to life after the disasters of the World Killer threat it was about bloody time they let a free weekend be just that. What could go wrong with two rather intelligent women on a Friday night in the confines of the business woman's hefty and pricey estate. What..could possibly go wrong?...
"I've got..to hand it to ya Luthor..you sure know how to hit hard.." The agent, now proud Director of the DEO mumbled between her glass of rather expensive and quite a large alcohol percentage than usually what she swallowed down. Brown eyes glimmered as she let the smirk slide to her lips and dropped her five card hand with three jacks and two fives. Watching the other woman before her, she gauged her reaction but found her smile dropping as green eyes burned with a fueled uncanny focus as she dropped four queens and a ten. "Wha the…"
"Never…...underestimate..my strikes Alex...andra.." Lena chuckled flipping a small ounce of flirtatious tone to her words watching the agent before her grumble then take the shot on the table. Green eyes glanced over the wardrobe of the Director and felt herself nip her bottom lip between her teeth just as Alex had swallowed the shot leaving both of them feeling more than the booze both had obviously had too much of after their shifts and shared gripes of the day. Carefully she slid her hands over the cards, gathering them to shuffle keeping eyes locked on her challenger's as a devious grin slipped over her lips once she let the bottom one free from her biting to avoid the thoughts of sinking her teeth into anything else.
"I'm beginning to ponder just how much you took casinos for when you weren't engaged in academics." Alex took a sip from her glass again as she leaned back on the sofa stretching out putting her head back stretching her arms over back of couch as green orbs flickered with an even deeper flame when the button up dark purple tight short sleeved top slipped out from where it had been tucked in and Lena had a full view of the agent's abs. Granted, she wasn't Kryptonian but damn she might as well be. The woman was structured to be a fucking sexy beast of a soldier with the ravenous erotic strike. Now green eyes gazed down even further along the tight dark denim honestly shocked that Alex hadn't come over in her usual DEO cargo attire. She was so very veeeery grateful. When the woman brought her head back down along with her arms she turned her head side to side as it cracked. "Well..how about we make this even more…...appealing.." One of the Luthor's eyebrows hitched up. "We are already doing shots, and I have to preserve my own damn dignity…" Lena wondered if Alex knew when she was drunk that she ranted like her sister but then the agent one upped her in four words, "..let's do….strip poker.." The Luthor felt herself lost for words as the Director laughed dragging one hand through her short auburn hair slowly leaning forward tilting her head in a rather intimidating way and the gaze she gave Lena just spelled out 'fuck me senseless'. "What do you say Lena?"
"I…." Brown eyes watched her even as she took a sip from her glass and poured them both a shot of the harder blend. The minute she swallowed it down it was if the brown in her orbs melted into rich warm earthy blends. "Well…" Lena gathered herself refusing to back down from a challenge. "Then agent...Director….lose your shirt because..I HANDED you..your tight ass.." Alex felt her eyebrow raise at that slip as the Luthor took the shot and downed it tapping the glass down by her's. "..seven times..was it?" Lena leaned back and composed herself knowing she had a much better chance than the elder of the Danvers sisters since she had.. Oh fuck….I have just as much as she does.. The Luthor had a black corset on with gold hooks to connect the ends, a set of faded blue denim skinny jeans her heels and her hair that was slipped back elegantly, now free and loose. Who knew if the agent had a tank under that nicely tight velvet purple or even a bra and suddenly she was hoping Danvers wore lace. Lena's eyes locked on Alex's as both gazed at one another like a couple of caged tigers itching for a fresh meal as they slid their tongues along their own lips. "Well?"
"Well…." The auburn haired agent smirked as she slowly deliberately started at the bottom versus the top and heard the erupting growl that slipped from the business woman's mouth. "Fair enough..since I have one under it.." Alex let her fingers free each hole as she maneuvered the buttons out of their hold making her way to the first button close enough to her chest and watched as the Luthor's eyes flickered down. "Are you..hoping for...a show?" Lena felt her grin widen slightly pouring them both another shot.
"Can't blame a girl for trying. Your deal." Easily taking down another round feeling this one heat more than just her throat as she watched the agent hammer hers down like a champ tapping her glass face down. "No more of that one?"
"I'm hot enough….." Alex practically purred as she slid the shirt off revealing a slimp burgundy lacy tank with roses designed along the chest up the straps and oh did it do wonders for the cleavage SO rather displayed. Lena knew she was gawking but she couldn't help it. She hadn't even realized the agent had dealt their cards. As the Director viewed her hand she studied the two cards as she set up the texas hold em, watching to see if the woman wanted to add more to the game so she took it as an opportunity. "Thought we could..use a change."
"I didn't know you were a lace kinda gal agent.." Lena cooed as she slid her fingers over two cards and carefully inspected them then flcking her gaze back up matching the Director's. "What do I get..if I get this hand?"
"Thoughtt it wa was beee….coming…." Alex recomposed herself as the booze hit her ass even harder and Lena smiled devilishly licking her lips turning the bottle so the woman could see the content percentage. 92 proof?!
"I…..call….you...Alex…..andra…." Lena purred deeply as a rather taunt heat began to fester in her jeans and she found herself shifting her hips to try to release the tightness her pants were adding. The agent slipped her chocolate eyes down as she sunk their affliction to where they both knew the Luthor was itching. "Show em.."
"Verrrrry wellll Luthorrrr…" Alex smiled as she pointed to the three royals on the coffee table before them along with the seven and three. One jack one king one queen. She slapped down a queen and a jack chuckling. "Beat that bitch…." The agent growled playfully as she leaned back stretching out on the couch as the Luthor glanced down at the two of hers then the five on the table. She leaned forward in the lazy boy she was in giving the agent just enough of a view down her slightly unhooked corset at the top. "That…..cors….will be handedd overrr…" Alex snickered then the woman's cards dropped and the Director felt her jaw drop hard with brown eyes shifting in disbelief. "Ohhhhh fuck…..me…"
"Well…." Lena shot down another shot as the agent gawked over her two other queens and her three pointing out the most obvious of queens, of hearts. "I do…...like lace.." The Luthor licked her lips as she got off the lazy boy to slide onto the table pass it and mount the coffee table leaning slightly down giving the agent one hell of a view. "Strip that..offffff…...Diiiirrrrrector…"
"Mkay…." Alex stammered out hammered off her ass completely as she struggled to get the blasted tank over her head until two soft smooth hands slid up the sides of her torso bringing shivers of torrent heat burning through her pooling her thoroughly. The fingers curled around the tank and with both their efforts the burgundy was no longer an issue especially since that tank HAD the built in bra. "Iiiiiiii think….you got double…." Then one moment she was leaning against the back of the couch and the next she was brought down completely on it. "Mmmm Leeeena…."
"Shut….th…..fuck up…..Director...let me…..show you...training techniques…" Lena felt her words slurring but it was growing too impossible to give a shit. "Maybe….some...karma...sutra...agent?"
"Fuckkkk….." Alex gasped as a hot set of lips and teasing teeth brushed a breast as a hand was scraping along her inner thigh and she knew just how her panties were fairing on this conquest the Luthor was taking, over the agent. "Lenaa….." Moans broke from her as if someone had started to melt woven stained glass and she felt herself unbinding and rolling into the desires the Luthor was causing her body. Her mind was screaming "you fucking idiot this is your sister's girl!" But…..her vocals were only working for one thing…. "Fuck…..I'm ssssoo damn soaked…" The same moment Alex had admitted it fingers found her wet folds as teeth pressed down on a perked pink nipple. The Director didn't even have to say a word for her screams of absolute pleasure drove her into the throws of passion and ecstasy. Neither were aware of the attentive eyes upon them from a skyline distance.
As both rather powerful Kryptonian's hovered over their glorious city one turned the small theater buttered popcorn bag to the other taking a mouthful as she popped piece after piece into her own mouth chewing and gazing with the hungers of uncanny awakening cats lazily stretching then sniffing out a rather….scrumptious meal. The blonde shoved her hand into the bag finding herself unable to turn away from what they both were witnessing.
"This is…..hot.." Sam purred munching on more popcorn. "I mean, this is better than the porn on tv.." Supergirl nearly choked on a piece of popcorn coughing and turning to the other Kryptonian. Sam laughed at the woman's facial expression. "What?"
"That's my…..sister...and my...our...best friend...and my...girlfriend!" The darker haired woman put her head back snickering. Looking up at the stars then back at the spectacular view of the two women no longer on the indoor patio couch as they were wrestling on the glassed veranda.
"Oh come on….she's not real blood…." Sam glanced back slightly and it's what she noticed that had her eyebrow raised. "OR is it…..that you've thought about her..that way before.." Arias smirked as the blonde gulped and then without looking shoved her hand into the bag once more to receive more of their shared popcorn treat for entertainment. "Now just think….if.." But Sam felt her words cut short by the voices she was sure both of them had heard.
"Mmmm Allllllly…...fuckkk….I….I think….we mightbe….bein' watchedd.." Lena attempted to speak smoothly but faltered by her hiccup the Director's chuckle and her slur in her speech. Alex rose slightly from her body completely over the Luthor's as she glanced around suspiciously with fuzzy vision.
"Dddddon't worry Leeeee….I'm a ff fucking fed….youuuu are insafe hands.."
"And….youuuuu're fuckdd up.." Lena chuckled as the agent laughed and dropped her head on the green eyed beauty's gorgeous breasts. "That's kay..I got a fixx.." Alex rolled her head to side to look at the woman's exquisite face. "Check….mmmmmy pocket.." The Director slid her hand back down and snickered at the smoothness along her hand then the wonderfully warm wetness of the woman under her. "Well….oooooh fuck that…..feels….good…"
"You….aren't….panted Luthee…." Alex laughed hearing a groan.
"Well….pants me….and find my clicker…"
"Nah.." The Director smirked as she slowly rose making the Luthor whine at the loss of bodily contact. Arms flailed as hands patted the floor at her absence.
"Allllllex…."
"Got…..dial….on wall..yeah?"
"Yeah?"
"Where?" The agent studied to where the woman on the floor attempted to point and shook her fuzzy head rubbing her temples before practically tripping over their clothing piles along the veranda deck. "Oh wait…..I think..meeee thinks... I found it.." Stumbling over she made it to the panel. "Code.."
"Hehehehehehe…"
"Luuuuuuthor….code…"
"3825 63..heheeee…." Lena chuckled as the agent punched in the code flimsily until she thought about the digits. "I wasssss…...gonna add 968 versus 63 but it's so appropriate right now." Both heard a ding as small rectangular screen above the keypad unlocked. "Now….come over here and…..3….8….2…..5…."
Up in the air Sam had disposed of the empty bag of popcorn flying back up to see Supergirl's cape swaying in the wind then noticed the woman's attention not on the veranda but on the phone in her hand. Her eyes shot up to the side in thought then back to the woman hovering with her.
"What the….what are you doing and WHERE do you keep that?" The blonde glanced up at the device to flick her gaze to her side as if it was obvious, she answered.
"My boot." Sam felt herself obviously glancing over and down studying then looking at the bewildered look on Kara's face. "Hey Sam….what is..38..25..63?" Her eyes flickered curiously in blues as the woman beside her facepalmed. "What?"
"I….ask your sister." Removing the hand from over her face she glanced down as they both watched the shades roll down over the perfectly open windows and noticed what they were made of. "I….think we might be busted.." Looking over she watched Kara's jaw drop as she tried to x-ray only to find the lead Sam had just figured out apparently their sneaky Lena had installed for shades. Both then watched a hand stick out from the slightly open door to the outdoor part of the veranda as a the bird was flipped then the door pulled shut as the two Kryptonian's heard the click of locks.
"Well…." Kara let it slip. "Fuck..me.." Sam just started to chuckle as she brought a hand to her forehead as the blonde looked over. "What?"
"Well..you wanted to know what it meant.."
