City Lounge: New York (Book Two, Chapter One: Three-Way Date)

City Lounge: New York: Book Two

Chapter One: Three-Way Date:

Izzie smiled in her mirror. When she put on her Vanilla Coke lip gloss, the author was ready to go. She grabbed her silver purse and walked out of the room. Kris and Dianne sat on the living room couch, waiting.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Izzie said. Both of her lovers stared at her in her long black and white diamond dress. They loved the dip at the top, showing off her cleavage and the way the dress itself hugged her curves.

“Is this a fancy club tonight?” Kris asked. Izzie smiled as she twirled around.

“You can say that,” she said. “You ready to go?”

“Yes,” her dates said.

“Great, let’s go!” Izzie said. The trio headed out the door. Izzie loved nights like this. Sometimes, she went out on dates with Kris. Sometimes, she went out on dates with Dianne. But other times, she went on dates with both Kris and Dianne. Izzie held hands with one and snuggled up to the other. She didn’t care about who was staring. This was there time.

“You haven’t told us where we are going yet,” Dianne said. Izzie turned to her girlfriend with a smile on her face.

“You’ve heard of the Princess Oasis, yeah?” she asked. Her lovers looked at her with their jaws dropped.

That place?” Kris asked.

“How did you even manage to pull that off?” Dianne asked. Izzie broke into a little smirk.

“Secret!” she said. Her dates didn’t know whether to panic or just go along with it. Izzie sometimes could be unpredictable when it was her turn to pick dates. The best hope for a good time was just to go along with it. What did she do this time to get them into the Princess Oasis? Never mind, they didn’t want to know.

The trio came up to a white and lavendar building. Kris narrowed his eyes when he saw the line.

“Can we even get in?” he asked.

“Of course we can,” Izzie said. Her dates sharply turned to her.

“How?” Dianne asked. Her girlfriend broke into a huge grin.

“Leave it to me, babe,” she said. Dianne rubbed her forehead while Kris’ right eye twitched. Izzie pumped her fist in the air.

“Follow me!” she said. The writer broke away from Kris’ grasp and looked across the street. When the traffic was clear, Izzie jogged across the street. Her lovers ran after after a taxi drove by. The writer held up her hands for them. As if expected, Kris and Dianne grabbed onto them. Izzie’s eyes shifted back and forth as she smirked.

“We are going in through the super secret way,” she said.

“Huh?” her dates asked. Izzie giggled.

“Let me lead the way,” she said. The trio headed down the alley. They could hear the pounding music from outside. The writer smiled as they got closer.

“We’re almost there,” she said. Kris looked over at her.

“How many times have you done this?” he asked. His girlfriend turned to him, winking.

“Secret!” she said. Kris and Dianne groaned. Did she have to say that to dodge their questions? The writer pushed open the door and walked through with her lovers. She led them down a flight of silver stairs. From either side of them, they could hear music on either side of them. The trio came down to another door. She turned to each of them and giggled.

“Welcome to the Greatest Party in New York!” she said. Izzie laughed as she took off running. Dianne and Kris looked at each other, sighing. Too late to back out now. The lovers ran after their girlfriend. They found her at the silver, stringy glitter curtains. Izzie grinned as she held out her arms.

“You made it!” she said. The writer kissed each one before going in. Dianne and Kris had to shield their eyes from the blindingly white and gold. The pounding music made their ears ring from their feet. The disco ball flashed multiple colors danced around the walls, floor, and ceiling. Attractive baby got lost in the sweat and music around them. A DJ stood in the booth with his records, hard at work. Izzie looked at her lovers.

“Pretty awesome, huh?” she asked. Kris and Dianne began smiling. Izzie took them by the hands.

“Come on,” she said. “Let’s go have fun!” The writer dragged them further into the party. First, Izzie danced with Dianne. Whenever they were together, the men couldn’t help but stare. The journalist snuggled up to her girlfriend.

“Why must they always look at us?” she whispered. Izzie giggled.

“Because,” she said. “We are hot, independent women. But watch this.” The writer pulled Kris in close and started dancing with him. Some of the guys on the dance floor turned and walked off. Izzie smirked and pulled Dianne to dance with them. She kissed her on the cheek. The writer turned and kissed Kris too. The trick was keeping the balance between her two lovers. Strangely enough, they never had a threesome together. Dianne was too put off from the idea.

“I don’t find men attractive,” she said. Izzie smiled and took her girlfriend by the cheeks.

“And that is okay with me,” she said. “I won’t make you sleep with one.” Kris himself only had eyes for Izzie. He and Dianne were still getting used to sharing their bi girlfriend with each other. Meanwhile, the writer enjoyed all of the love and attention they showered her with.

The trio walked over to the bar. Izzie pumped her fists in the air.

“Order up!” she said. “Drinks are on me!” That was another thing about their girlfriend. She would never let them pay for anything.  The writer would be quick to stop them from taking out their wallets.

“No, no,” Izzie would say. “I’ve got this. You just order on me.” Kris, Dianne, or whoever she was with at the time would have no choice but to put away their money. Izzie wouldn’t have it any other way. Tonight would be no different, of course. Izzie took a sip of her drink and smiled. She just loved going on three-way dates with both of her lovers.

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