Bail!

Faster than I had ever seen her move, Diana dashed to the bedroom window and opened it, then dove out head first. Snapping out of my stupor, I ran over to the window and shut it as quickly as I could without slamming it, and attempted to cover the noise of it closing it by shouting out, "Just a second! I'll be right out!"

I ran over to the bedside table and dropped to my knees. Reaching my hand under it, I fumbled around blindly for a few seconds before grabbing the folded piece of paper I had slipped under there a while back. Just as I started to pull the letter out of its hiding place, the bedroom door slammed open and Barbara charged in, her raised hand holding a yellow batarang.

"Fuck!" I screamed, jolting from shock and slamming my knuckles hard against the bottom of the bedside table.

Kara entered the room directly behind Barbara, and upon seeing me in pain made her way over and dropped down on her knees beside me, "Are you okay? You're not hurt are you?"

"Nope! I'm good!" I said, sliding the paper out and holding it up to her, "Here's the letter."

Kara grabbed the letter out of my hand, though I couldn't help but notice that her gaze locked onto her friend as if she was evaluating a potential threat. Barbara meanwhile was scanning her eyes around the room, apparently trying to find anything that was out of place.

"Something wrong, Babs?" Kara asked.

"I thought I heard... someone..." Barbara responded, batarang-throwing arm at the ready.

"Oh, right," I said, my brain scrambling for an explanation, "I think that was me. It was a while since I hid the letter, so I was having difficulty finding it. Even pinched my finger in the closet door in the search. Sorry about making so much noise."

"Oh baby, let me see," Kara said, taking the hand I bumped on the table and looking it over. Her worry was convincing enough that I wasn't entirely certain whether she was keeping up the act or actually thought I had hurt myself.

While she was doing that, Barbara went over to the closet and opened it to take a look inside. Finding nothing, she slowly and deliberately slipped the batarang back into her hoodie. "Sorry about barging in like that. It sounded like someone else was in here, but..."

"Don't worry about it," I said, "I've been told I have a feminine groan."

Once she was sure I was alright and Barbara was calmed down, Kara stood up, folded open the paper and began reading. Literally two seconds later, she was already done.

"This is... this is really sweet, Babs," Kara said, "Little harsh at the end with the threat, and it does come off as a bit paranoid to me... but overall, sweet."

Barbara chuckled a little, "Harsh and paranoid, huh? Guess Br-" she caught herself and gave me a sharp glance, then continued, "my mentor has rubbed off on me after all."

"Your mentor?" I asked, "You mean Batman, don't you? Wait, do you know who he really is?"

Barbara gave me the mother of all suspicious looks, "Look, just because you're Kara's boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to spill all of my secrets to you, especially the ones that aren't mine to begin with."

"Right. Uh, sorry..." I mumbled, withering under her glare.

Sensing the tension starting to build, Kara cut in, "Barbara, not to be rude or anything, but we do kind of have a date night to get back to. So if you could..."

"Right, right," Barbara said, "I'll be heading back to Gotham tomorrow afternoon, but maybe you and I can hang out for a little bit before I leave."

"I'd love to," Kara said with a smile, walking Barbara to the front door. I stayed behind the two women, praying to all that is holy that nothing else would go wrong in the next thirty seconds.

Thankfully, I seemed to luck out, as Barbara was ushered out the door without any further disruptions. But I did notice that as she was about to leave, Barbara gave one last lingering stare in my direction, one that made me feel like she was trying to find any cracks in a suit of armor. I must have held up decently enough though, as she turned around and walked out, Kara shutting the door behind her.

Once Barbara was gone, I collapsed on the couch, head in my hands, "Holy shit, that was close. I-"

Kara put a finger to her lips to shush me, then closed the blinds on all the windows that had them. Once she finished doing that, she lifted herself a foot off the ground and, levitating in place, made a few slow circles in the air, "Sorry. Kal once said to me 'when a Bat comes to visit, make sure they don't leave anything behind.' Looks like we're good though."

"Leave what behind?" I asked.

"Tracer, microphones, hidden cameras... that sort of thing. Easy enough for me to find, as long as I'm actually looking for them. Oh, hold on a second."

Still in midair, I watched her strip out of her dress and give it a once-over as well, before dropping it onto the floor and landing in front of me in nothing but a set of lacy pink lingerie, "I'm not surprised Barbara didn't bug the place though. She seemed like she really wanted to repair her relationship with me, and she knows pulling something like that would have ruined it."

"Maybe, but I'm also pretty sure she's back to being suspicious of me," I said.

"Yeah, you're lucky I was able to slow her down a little," Kara said with a frown, "What the heck were you doing with Diana in there anyway?"

"Nothing!" I responded, "We just forgot to turn off the vibrator."

"I'd find that kind of funny if it didn't almost result in her getting found out." Despite this, I couldn't help but notice a small smirk on Kara's face. "So where is she hiding?"

"Oh, well the moment we heard you and Barbara coming to the bedroom, she jumped out the window."

"Wait, she leapt out of the window in nothing but her chastity belt?"

"No, she was in her maid uniform again when I first went in there, but other than that..."

Kara looked at me for a brief moment in stunned silence, then burst out laughing, "Oh wow! I can't believe she did that! Did she at least take the vibrator out first?"

"Uh, well..." I muttered, my rapidly reddening face answering the question for her.

Kara laughed harder, "This just keeps getting better! Holy hell, I can't wait to tease her about it!"

I laughed along with her a little, but then I had a thought, "What if someone sees her like that though?"

"The important thing is that Barbara didn't," Kara said, "And remember Charlie, this is Wonder Woman we're talking about. She's been in worse situations... though maybe not any this embarrassing. Still, she'll be fine, even with a vibrator up her ass. We're just lucky Barbara never checked the coat closet."

"We are?" I asked, "Why?"

Kara went over to the small closet by the front door and opened it. Reaching up to the top shelf, she pulled out a coiled up golden rope that I was all too familiar with, "She brought this in case you wanted to use it on her tonight. Well really, she brings it almost everywhere with her regardless, but it's what she was probably hoping for tonight. Either way, it would have been tough to explain away if Barbara found it."

"Yeah," I muttered, butterflies exploding in my stomach as I was reminded just how close we came to being caught, "When do you think she'll be back for it?"

"If she's smart, Diana won't come back here tonight," Kara said, putting the lasso back where she got it from, "Too risky to double back so soon. If I remember correctly, you have the day off tomorrow, right?"

I nodded.

"Great. Once I figure out when I'm meeting Barbara tomorrow, I'll let Diana know and have her swing by while we're hanging out. You can stay here and make sure she gets the lasso back, and have some fun with her if you think she deserves a reward for her willingness to go out dressed like that."

Kara sauntered over to me and draped her arms over my shoulders, giving me a sultry smile, "Tonight though, you're going to have fun with me."

Not seeing any problem with that proposal, I kissed Kara, and we made our way to the bedroom in each other's embrace. When we finally managed to stumble our way in there, I fell backwards onto the bed with Kara pressing herself down on top of me. Once I was properly pinned under her legs, Kara finally broke off the kiss and pulled back to undo her bra, revealing those lovely titties with their pink little nipples. No matter how many times I see them, the sight never fail to enrapture me.

I reach up and play with them for a few minutes, making her shiver under my touch as I tease her nipples. Once my rising boner starts to strain my pants, Kara gasps out, "Charlie? Can we... mmm... can we do anal tonight?"

I was surprised, though more by her forwardness than the actual request. "Isn't it usually the guy who asks that?" I teased.

"Stop it," she squealed with a blush, "It's just... you've done it with Diana a couple times already, but not with me... and it's the only hole of mine you haven't, um, taken yet. If you don't want to tonight it's fine, but I thought it'd be nice if we finally-"

"Stop talking and get that ass out already," I said.

Kara broke out in a wide grin, then lifted herself off of me so she could slip her panties off. While she was doing that, I unbuckled my belt and slipped my pants and underwear off, kicking them to the floor. While I was unbuttoning my shirt, Kara floated over my cock and enveloped it with her mouth. I briefly paused to revel in the feeling, but knowing that she was just getting it properly lubed for the main attraction, I fought through the distraction and finished getting my shirt off.

Once we were both naked and my shaft was properly wet, Kara pulled her mouth off of me and planted a gentle kiss on the head of my cock. The sensation of her lips against my dick caused it to twitch in anticipation, and she let out a cute giggle, "Don't worry, big guy. You'll get to blow your load soon."

She floated above me and turned around, positioning her pert butt over my cock. She reached back and spread her cheeks, and I got my first unobstructed look at Supergirl's asshole. Like the rest of her, I found it absolutely adorable, especially how it was twitching in the same way my dick was, almost begging to be penetrated. Despite this, I could see Kara hesitating.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said, her voice a little shaky, "Just nervous."

"If you're having second thoughts, we don't have to do this," I said.

"No, I want to do this tonight," Kara said resolutely, before saying under her breath, "Count of three... one, two..."

With that, Kara dropped herself down onto my cock and, after a bit of pushing, my dick entered her butt. She let out a high-pitched whine, and her anus clenched against my cock so tightly that for a second I thought she was going to break it off. After a few moments though, the tension relaxed, and ever so slowly, she started to push herself further down onto me.

"Does it hurt?" I asked.

"It stings a little," she gasped, "But it also feels so good. Your dick feels so much bigger back here."

I could easily understand why she would feel that way: her asshole was tight, incredibly so. I was honestly amazed that she was able to keep going, but eventually she managed to bury my cock completely into her ass. Once the task was done, she sat still for a minute, relishing in the feeling.

"Mmm... I can't believe we didn't do this sooner," she said, looking over her shoulder at me, "Now I get why Diana liked it so much."

"Yeah," I said, "And for the record, your butt is tighter than hers was when I first fucked it."

"Is that a good thing?" she asked nervously.

"In this case, yes," I said, placing my hands on her hips, "Now get to it."

Kara smiled, then began to bounce on my cock, slowly at first, but picking up speed as she got used to the feeling of anal sex. Once she really got going, I started thrusting my hips in tandem with her, doing my best to keep her from doing all the work. Granted it wasn't much given how we were positioned and how tight everything was, but Kara seemed to appreciate the effort, as she started moaning and whimpering at this point.

Eventually, I started to feel my balls churn, and before I had a chance to let her know I exploded into her, shooting my sperm deep into her bowels. Kara let out a shout and I could feel her shuddering as she came, the quivering of her asshole enhancing the pleasure I was already feeling as it squeezed as much cum as it could out of me.

Kara pulled herself off of me, the process now being far easier now that my dick was beginning to deflate. I caught a glimpse of her asshole winking shut, leaking just the tiniest amount of white seed before it was hidden once more by her butt cheeks. Kara drifted down onto the bed next to me, wrapping me up in a hug, "So how did I do for my first time?"

"Great," I said to her with a smile, "From the sounds you were making I'm guessing you liked it too?"

She nodded, "Yeah. I'd be down to do it again."

I raised a brow, "That's all you have to say?"

"Don't get me wrong, I love the feeling of your cum in my butt," she said, nuzzling into me, "But I think I like sex better the old-fashioned way. It's just more... intimate, you know?"

"I get it," I said, putting my arm around her, "I like it when I fuck your pussy too."

Kara blushed and buried her face into my neck, "Chaaarlie! You make it sound so dirty when you say it like that!"

"This coming from the girl who insisted on anal tonight, and just said she liked my cum in her butt."

"Yeah, well..." she started, but not being able to come up with a satisfying response merely hugged me tighter, "I love you anyway."

"I love you too, Kara," I said, giving her a loving kiss. As we drifted off in each other's arms, I couldn't help but briefly wonder if Diana was able to make it home or if she was still hiding out somewhere dressed like a slutty maid, locked in a chastity belt with a vibrator up her ass. I felt a brief twinge of guilt for putting her in that situation to begin with, but I figured that if Kara believed she could handle it, I shouldn't worry about it too much. Besides, I'll be able to make it up to her tomorrow.

I let myself relax into my girlfriend's embrace, certain that I was the luckiest guy in the whole universe.