Later That Night

Kylie and Lana were drinking together in the lobby bar together after dinner. Big Jim had to call it a night to go talk with his future son-in-law about his outburst earlier. The drinks were expensive and not to mention, Kylie wasn't sure she should've been drinking with her enemy's daughter, but Lana seemed nice enough, if just a little bubbly. Thankfully this was still on the Crawfords' tab.

"You're sooooo pretty." Lana leaned against Kylie and giggled. "Your boobies are sexier than mine too, and I'm supposed to be the one who advertises milk."

Kylie was a little tipsy herself, but she was holding her liquor better than Lana, and she laughed. "Thank you. They're natural."

"So are mine!" Lana exclaimed and spontaneously pressed her breasts against Kylie's.

"Oh!" Kylie squeaked and nearly fell over in the stool. Lana giggled and hugged the Kylie, pressing her body against hers, and her large tits smushed together. Kylie's face grew red.

"So soft, soooo comfy." Lana nuzzled Kylie and smiled, her hands were running up and down the CEO's back. The bartender stopped cleaning glasses and started looking in their direction. It was probably time to stop drinking.

"Alright, Lana, let's get you back to your room." Kylie tried to stand and was able to support the other busty blonde, putting her arm around her and helping her walk towards the elevators.

"Yay, we're sleeping together." Lana drunkily cheered pumping her fist in the air as they walked away together. Kylie could hear the barkeep stifle a laugh.

"N-No, we're not. I'm taking you to your room, and you're going to bed." Kylie said as the elevator arrived. She helped Lana step inside and the doors closed.

"Aww, I don't wanna. I like spending time with you. You're nice..." Lana hugged Kylie.

"You barely know me." Kylie shook her head, trying to keep the intoxicated woman on her feet as they went up the floors. "I'm your dad's biggest rival, you should hate me."

Lana answered a bit too soberly for a drunk, "Nuh uh. Daddy is retiring, I'm not an heir to the Crawford fortune, and my sister's future husband is an asshole who is. I don't have to care about the rivalry..."

The elevator reached their floor and Kylie dragged Lana towards her room. The door was open, and when she went inside, she saw that the entire room was covered in cow-spotted lingerie, costumes, and other products. It was a disaster zone.

"Oh... wow." Kylie didn't know how to react.

"Ooh, this is my room." Lana perked up.

"You're telling me." Kylie took a closer look at one of the costumes and got a bit flustered at how soft the fabric was, she kind of pictured herself wearing such a piece.

"I like those the most." Lana pointed at the cow print panties that were hanging on the TV. "They're so comfy. I could wear them every day and no one would ever know."

Kylie's cheeks went red and she put Lana down on the bed. "Go to sleep, Lana. I'm going back to my room."

"But it's late. You should stay." Lana whined, looking up at Kylie with a pouty expression.

"Lana, you're drunk, and I'm drunk. It's not a good idea." Kylie insisted.

"Why not?" Lana reached up and grabbed her arm, attempting to pull Kylie down onto the bed.

Her mind was racing, what was she going to do?