Lana's Choice

"So Lana..." Lois didn't remove her fingers from the redhead's pussy. "What do you want to do? Go out somewhere real fancy to eat? Or maybe take in a movie? What would just make your night?"

Lana bit her lip and looked away...and Lois caught her chin with her free hand. "C'mon Lana. Be honest with me. All good relationships are based on communication. How do you want me to romance you this evening? Dancing in the club? Or maybe something a little more cosy...like a bottle of wine and bad movies back at my place?" The reporter spread her fingers a little, and Lana gasped harder.

"Think about it. Let's make this night all about you. Whatever you want to do." Lois leaned over and nibbled lightly on the redhead's ear before whispering. "After all we've done here...there's nothing to be afraid of, no reason to hold back. You're not saving anything for anyone...why not enjoy it?"

Lois smiled to herself, feeling like the devil on her shoulder, egging her on to sin...and she knew that was what Lana wanted, maybe what she needed right now. Someone lustier and willing to make things happen.

"B-back in Smallville..." She stared Lois in the eyes. "When a boy and a girl were going together, they liked to go out to this spot in the woods and..." The redhead whispered something in Lois' ear, and the reporter's eyes widened in s surprise.

"Well," the brunette said to her new girlfriend, and slipped her fingers out of the woman's pussy. "I think we can manage that."