"A what?!" Ross cried out looking up from his morning paper in his office.
"A threesome," Lorelei stated as a manner of fact while filing her nails perched on a table next to the CEO's feet. She had never been shy or embarrassed about expressing herself even when it came to sex. To her sex was something to enjoy and something she must be free to express.
"Oh! That is horrible!" Vera, Ross's sister expressed with disgust written all over her face as she put down her morning coffee.
"Lucky guy," Gus the talented but put-upon computer-programmer commented from his chair. The only response Lorelei had was to run her tongue over her upper lip, pucker her lips and kiss the air to Gus's direction. Gus couldn't help but smile.
"Very enjoyable," Lorelei declared.
"Whatever!" Vera sneered in her direction. That dumb blonde always annoyed her repeatedly. Her presence something that her brother Ross had forced upon her but for once maybe she proved useful. "This is good for us."
"Vera explain to me how getting Superman laid by two women is helpful for me?" Ross turned to her annoyed. Lorelei only agreed to be seen with him in public and never despite how much money he offered her allowed him to touch her. "The super powered stud isn't even here thanking me! Least he should be doing that!"
"Bigger picture Ross. You never focus on the bigger picture!" Vera scolded him as if she were a schoolteacher and he was a small child. "This proves without question that the synthetic Kryptonite has worked and severely changed his moral behaviour!" Vera pointed out and Ross's face brighten considering this. "Plus, the more he looks at her," Vera said pointing at Lorelei. "The less he looks at us!"
Ross stood up brimming with good cheer. "Ha Perfect!" He clapped his hands in delight. "This is better than killing him! He just doesn't care! No goodie Superman to fly in and stop us!" At the news Gus looked a little sadden. He had come to the company looking for a job. At despite all the spotlight and attention he had received recently he couldn't help but be a little uneasy at the news. Drivers of cars were fist fighting in the streets over the price and shortage of oil, ambulances couldn't even leave hospitals and it was all because of him and his keyboard skills. Seeing Gus sadden Ross went over to him like a politician on a campaign trail. "Cheer up, Gus" the man said. "I have good news. Your computer is being built as we speak."
A gloomy GUS, seated across the desk, looked up with a flicker of interest. "Yeah? How's it look?" His supercomputer, a mere fantasy and dream was thanks to Webster's money and connections finally coming true.
"It looks…" Ross struggled to find the words as a computer looked just like a computer to him no matter how big, "wonderful. it is wonderful, let's face it."
"I told you it wasn't no jive." Gus said like a proud father. He couldn't wait to punch in the keys to his new baby.
Ross leaned over to Gus intensely. "Now Gus, it seems we are talking state-of-the-art technology here. We are talking unlimited power. We are talking "get-down hot-cha daddy-o" whatever you called it."
"Stone mother." Gus nodded.
"Exactly. Stoned mother." Ross nodded back before he looked at him directly in the eyes. "But a machine this powerful is going to make powerful enemies. People who will want to destroy it." Webster said in a calculating and manipulating manner.
Gus felt sick, upset by the idea. "Ain't nobody gonna mess with my machine!" He said angrily "I'll...I'll... what will I do?" He wondered aloud before a moment of sudden inspiration came over him. "I'll build in a counter-punch! Anything attacks it gets counter-attacked! And wiped out!"
"Can you do that?" Ross asked interested looking at Vera who smiled at him.
"Yeah, sure." The coloured man replied angrily. "Ain't nobody gonna stomp my electric train..."
"Remember, Gus. A machine doesn't want anything except to keep on being a machine. You've got to make sure it can figure out how to beat any opponent." Ross told him.
Gus nodded at the man's words. "Man, all it got to do is find their weak spot." He started drawing out a plan on Ross's desk blotter. "You bet on the machine in any fight you name, you gonna win your bet."
AS Gus sketches furiously Ross beamed in approval at this initiative turning back to Lorelei. "And you missy need to keep the man of steel busy."
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Lana is talking into a phone on the wall while making dinner. Right beside her at the kitchen table Ricky is doing his homework. Lana is more than a little wearily having had this conversation a dozen times. "No, I cannot go out with you tonight," Lana says more than a little tired. "No, I'm busy tomorrow night too."
At a Smallville Bar a slightly drunk and very pushy Brad is using the pay phone. "Doing what?" Brad asked in frustration. When was this girl going to stop playing hard to get and simply become his girl officially?
"I'll think of something," Lana all but growled on the phone. This would be considered harassment by most people how can this man think this is charming? "Look, I've got to go. Ricky needs me." She hangs up and leans over Ricky, pointing to a part problem on his page. "The first part of the problem is okay, honey, but here I think—" Behind the phone rings again. Lana moves picking up the phone but still talking to Ricky. "- you've got the wrong number." She leans into phone, "no, not you. I wish you'd get the wrong number." She grumbled to herself mainly then she says almost pleading down the phone. "Brad, please stop calling me. I've told you—" she turns to Ricky, "four times forty and then divide five. Give it another."
Back at the bar Brad rolls his eyes at Lana's stalling. "I'm getting a little tired of trying, Lana." He says getting really surly. "Why don't you wise up? Now that Cluck Kent's flown the coop, you'd better start appreciating ole faithful Brad. What else you got in Smallville?"
Lana disgusted, hangs up, but then just stands there brooding on that bleak truth. "What else have I got in Smallville?" She says quietly to herself. She picks up the phone again, dials and waits. At the Daily Planet on Clark Kent's desk the phone rings and rings and rings.
Giving up hope of reaching her old friend Lana hangs up slowly. Well, that seemed like a bust but then Clark did say that as a reporter for the Daily Planet he might be one a big story. A story that might change the world written by plain old Clark Kent. She thought about calling Superman, but it wasn't like her current lover had a phone. There was a possibility about waking out in the back garden and screaming for help, but Superman seemed strange these days. Distant, aloof, and taking malicious pleasure in everything. Ricky turns to her, holding up his math paper. "Mom?" Ricky says hesitantly "I think I've got the answer..."
"So do I." Lana says suddenly, resolute. She reaches for her bag and produces a small note with a phone number on it. She picks up the phone again and dials quickly before she might change her mind. "Pick up please," she muttered under her breath.
The person on the other end did. "Hello," Lorelei said.
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During the day in Metropolis a crowd has gathered on a street corner. They are bunched together, muttering, and distressed. looking at something across the street. There are comments along the line of "This I can't believe!" "This is disgusting!" and "He is appalling!" What they are looking at is Superman drinking whiskey in a neighbourhood bar across the street.
Superman sits hunched over at the bar, glowering. His costume is now completely black with his once manly, open face has become truly sinister. The bartender and the few customers give him a wide berth. Even a pair of really mean, ornery customers: one has an eye-patch and a scar, the other a shaved head and moustache keep their distance from Superman. This is not a guy you want to mess with. He upends a bowl of peanuts on the bar. Then, with malicious pleasure, he begins flipping them, one at a time, at the rows of glasses stacked up on the shelf behind the bar. Ping: Crash! Ping! Crash! In the style of a Cagney punk spraying the bar with machine-gun bullets, he just wrecks the joint, since the peanuts, flipped with Super-Strength, have the projectile force of bullets. Then, bored with the target practice, he shoots a beam of Heat-Vision at the mirror itself. The glass begins to melt.
The bartenders and the customers back away while the crowd react shaking their head in disappointment and horror. Superman merely laughs in sneering arrogance and self-importance proud of his prowess as he gets up and leaves glaring at the crowd in disgust. Mere rodents to a god like him however in crowd he spots something that catches his eye. A small boy with a picture of him flying in the sky. A simple drawing, crude but filled with a child's love of hero. For a second, there seems to be a flicker of understanding in his eyes. Then he scowls and flies off away from the crowd.
But there was that picture… the image of him as a hero… it bothered him.
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Lana was astonished by Lorelei's ability to navigate various shops she'd never even been to. The tiny blonde girl seemed to have an instinctive knowledge of every store's layout and dragged Lana from store to store with an infectious enthusiasm that even Lana had a tough time combating. Initially Lana had found herself feeling fairly intimidated around Lorelei. She was confident, glamorous, and self-confident within in herself which led to Lana feeling massively out of her depth. She felt dumpy and plain next to the blond woman. Plus, the other night with Lorelei and Superman still resonated in her mind. Lana could still see, feel, and smell and hear the sounds of the enthusiastic lovemaking she engaged in. It was by far the hottest and wildest moment of her life. A true moment of insanity and pleasure.
A moment of insanity had led her to call Lorelei and send her only child off to a neighbours. She was now in Metropolis taking in the sights and sounds ignoring her responsibilities and felt wonderful. It was like she had walked into sunshine after years of darkness. Fun, not planning town meetings, hosting book clubs, or worrying about her son's wellbeing but pure wild fun. She hadn't had time for herself in years. It felt good to be a winner for once.
Her moments with Superman were wild. She had fantasied or daydreamed about being with Superman. Imaging all gentle kisses and caresses. Cuddles and moments of happiness not the wild, rough, and raw experiences. Which was now why she was feeling a little guilty. She loved being this dark and dangerous man. It was a tricky thing to admit. A scary thing to admit. It made her feel like such an awful person. He was Ricky's hero, the world's hero and yet she found herself enjoying his darker side. It had gone from being a dark thrill that was quickly growing addiction. And now there was this blonde woman. It was bizarre she could almost feel Lorelei's lips brushing against her...
"Damn," Lorelei thought as she posed in front of the mirror snapping Lana out of her thoughts. "That is killer. Feels sexy as hell and looks even sexier." She turned and did her best to examine the tight leather bodice she was trying on. Lana swallowed hard staring at the woman as she posed in front of the mirror. This store they were in was full of exotic and stunning lingerie and seemed to have relaxed rules given how Lana and Lorelei had been allowed to use the same large dressing room as Lorelei had asked. Lana herself was now in the sexiest and most expensive underwear she had ever seen. It was worth more than her rent! Lorelei glanced at Lana and looked into her eyes in the mirror. "Doesn't it?" she asked Lana.
"Uh, yes. I guess it kind of does," Lana all but squeaked out.
Lorelei grinned back at herself, glad that Lana took even the tiniest step forward in not being so terribly uncomfortable with things like this. She was doing her damnest to broaden this girl's sexual horizons and getting her to admit to enjoying dressing sexy was a minor victory. She rolled her eyes and cupped her breasts, adjusting them slightly. "This one's a keeper for sure," she said, doing a quick pirouette so Lana could get a good look. Judging from the woman's wide-eyed stare, she knew at least the woman agreed with her.
Lorelei stepped closer to her, pressing close against her body. Lana could feel her body heat, and her large eyes stared into her own. "We don't need a Superman for some fun," the blond-haired person whispered seductively. This was wrong and dangerous, Lana knew, but Lorelei's eyes were so pretty and so inviting so she let it happen. The blond bent her head and pressed her mouth to Lana's. Almost immediately, the single parent opened her lips to Lorelei's tongue. Lana's moans were music to Lorelei's ears. When they eventually broke away to get their breaths back, Lana kissed Lorelei this time sliding her tongue into the other woman's mouth. Her tongue moved around in Lorelei's mouth as Lana's hands found themselves clutching Lorelei's buttocks.
The two women made out heavily rubbing each other, caressing each other's bodies. Lorelei undid the bra she had picked out for Lana tossing it to the ground as Lana moaned aloud in ecstasy. The brown-haired woman attacked Lorelei's bodice undoing the strings and yanking it off the blonde woman. They were both panting hard and surely must have been making some noise. Surely someone in the store must have heard them.
But that inane thought was wiped from her head as Lorelei's hands drifted down her spine, moving around front to cover her full breasts. It was enough to make her lose all inhibition and she kissed Lorelei hard as the blond fondled her, nipples painfully aroused under Lorelei's hands. She couldn't think now, didn't want to, because if she stopped to actually consider what she was doing here then she'd lose her resolve. All doubts were completely driven from her mind when Lorelei pulled her head down for another searing kiss. As they kissed the blonde's fingertips travelled down Lana's torso to the waistband of satin underwear and slipped underneath. "Lorelei," Lana murmured against the woman's lips in encouragement, though really none was needed, as the beautiful woman's fingers found their quarry and slipped between moist folds.
Lorelei's thumb brushed against the other woman's clitoris and the sensitive bud sprung to life. As the blonde slowly pumped her fingers, Lana matched her thrust for thrust and soon she was gasping for breath biting Lorelei's shoulder to stop from making too much noise while Lorelei relentlessly fondled her engorged clit. Sensing that her climax was nearing, Lana bucked her hips, forcing Lorelei to up the pace and increasing the blonde did while attacking Lana's neck with lips and tongue, nipping, and sucking at her flesh, bringing a bruise or two to the surface. And Lana let her leave her mark, tilting her head back to allow Lorelei to kiss the base of her throat. Suddenly, Lana arched, her entire body tensing, and squeezing her eyes shut tight, crushing Lorelei close to her, she came hard. She let go of Lorelei and leaned back against the wall for support as her breathing returned to normal.
The blonde woman smiled at Lana's reaction licking the other woman's juices from her fingers. Standing back admiring the woman's reaction she slip down her underwear leaving her naked in front of the single mother. Lana reached out with her hands and cupped a breast with each hand. Lorelei closed her eyes in pleasure as Lana lightly ran her thumbs over her stiffening nipples. "Your skin is so soft, Lorelei. Soft like silk," Lana told her as she caressed Lorelei's soft, smooth breasts. She gathered up enough nerve to move her head close to Lana's right breast where she licked the nipple with her tongue.
"Suck them for me," Lorelei beckoned as the other woman sucked on her nipple, first one then the other. Lorelei moaned as Lana couldn't help but give Lorelei's breasts the attention they craved from that lusciously fulsome mouth. Bold now Lana's hand moved towards Lorelei's pussy, sliding her finger in between the blonde's sensitive folds. Taking steps backwards to the nearest wall to steady herself the blonde woman moaned under Lana's ministrations, feeling her friend's thumb rubbing across her clit.
"You like that?" Lana asked as she stroked Lorelei's wet pussy, adding another finger. "You like feeling me inside you?"
"Oh, yes," Lorelei breathed, her eyes closed as she panted, bucking into her female friend's hand. Lana moved down to Lorelei's spread legs and moved closer to her, lining up her mouth with her friend's wet pussy. Lorelei knowingly lowered her hips forward slowly, groaning when she felt Lana's mouth on her pussy, the woman's tongue sweeping along her folds. Lorelei moaned in pleasure from Lana's ministrations. The brunette ran her tongue over Lorelei's sensitive flesh, occasionally licking her clit, making the blonde. Lana stabbed her tongue into Lorelei's pussy, tasting her juices as her hands gripped her waist.
Lana pushed two of her fingers into her friend's pussy as she licked and kissed her clit, causing Lorelei to buck into her hand. Gasping as she came Lorelei rode the waves of pleasure or at least tried to before she found herself being thrown down onto the plush carpet. She couldn't help but be shocked It wasn't supposed to be like this. Lana was grinning down at her, eyes darkened to almost blackness with unrestrained lust, hard-tipped nipples beckoning her mouth from the creamy white of the brunette's breasts. Brunette surged against her thigh, coating skin with her desire and tipped her head back, growling low in her throat.
Something... wild was kindled in Lana as far as Lorelei could tell at the sight of the woman's obvious abandon. That was the last semi-coherent thought that ran through her brain when her lips were captured roughly in another kiss that drove away logic and reason.
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Laughing together carrying various shopping bags the two women stepped into Lorelei's apartment carefree and fun of energy. The pair were grinning to each other high on life but stopped when they saw who was awaiting for them. It was Superman, standing tall, once again strong and handsome and wearing the true "S" underneath, in noble red and gold. Lorelei instantly looked uneasy at the sight as Lana couldn't help but look back between the two of them.
"The fun and games are over," Superman said in a commanding tone looking directly at Lorelei who swallowed nervously at his gaze. "You are going to tell me what you did to me and who you work for!"
Lana looked between the two of them confused not sure what was happening until it hit her. Superman had been altered or changed during the whole time together. It was all so clear and made her almost collapse at the revelation. Not just that at the idea that the man she been having sex with was not real but at her own actions. He may have altered but in reality, it was her who had changed the most. She was the one that embraced the grey in a person. The decisions and the choices she had made had all but turned her grey.