Or, maybe, a few more than that.

The table is a graveyard of empty wine glasses. You tried to stop the girls at first, but they were sneaky. Waiting for you to go to the bathroom, or wandering off to find the sommelier themselves. By the time your food arrives, Katerina and Mia are on the other side of tipsy. Worse, Nadia is right there with them.

"What the hell happened," you whisper to yourself, running a hand across your forehead. Katerina is trying to tickle Mia, drawing a high-pitched squeal out of the latter girl, while Nadia rubs your thigh under the table. Thankfully, your waitress is already processing your payment and you only have to suffer this for a few moments longer. You leave her a sizable tip on the already sizable bill (turns out their house red is _not _cheap) and drag the girls out of the restaurant.

"I don't know what the big deal is, daddy. We're just trying to have some fun. That was the point of tonight, right?" Katerina asks, her arm wrapped around your waist as you guide her towards the elevator. Behind you, Nadia and Mia whisper to each other.

You stop at the elevator and press the button down, and Katerina leans into you in a full embrace. You feel her sigh into you, sense her eyes closing, and can't help but feel your simmering annoyance fade away. She's right, of course. This evening is supposed to be fun, for everyone.

The elevator dings and you drag the ladies inside one after another.

"Hey, easy with me, Lev," Mia says, as you grab her by the hand and plant her next to Katerina. Nadia wanders in after them, and you click your floor button on the elevator. You try to ignore their drunken antics while you wait for the elevator doors to open again.

Katerina and Mia exit into the elevator lobby first, followed by you and Nadia. You focus on your wife for a moment, whispering some words into her ear, when you hear a squeal. You turn your head back just in time to see Mia's stiletto catch on the carpet, sending her careening forward onto the floor in a tumble of creme and brown. She falls forward onto her knees, arms ahead of her for support.

You know you should help her, but you're frozen. The poor girl's dress flew forward during her fall, settling around her upper waist, and revealing the fact that she is wearing absolutely nothing underneath it. Your wide eyes are locked onto her rear, her pussy, her asshole. Your cock throbs in your slacks, eager to engage. "Uhh," you stutter.

"Mia, I told you to wear panties!" Katerina admonishes, before kneeling down beside her friend. Unfortunately, she is _also _too drunk to handle that in heels, and she falls over too, onto her back. More unfortunately, you realize your daughter is also not wearing panties. You're greeted by the tight slit of her pussy and the smooth mound above it.

If you were frozen before, you're solid ice now.

You stand there for a moment, staring. Unable to respond. Your spell is only broken when you hear a snort behind you, then a cackle, then an all-out laugh. You turn to see Nadia bent over, unable to constrain herself, as she barrels laughter at the poor girls.

"Neither of you wore panties and thought you'd get drunk in those heels? Ha!" She continues to laugh at them as she bends over with practiced ease, covering Mia and then Katerina, before helping the girls to their feet. "And this is why you should only be having one glass, dears. Be thankful it was Lev here, and not someone else. Seems I still have much to teach you."

Mia looks at you with scarlet cheeks. "Sorry, Lev..." she murmurs, her hands locked behind her in shame. She pushes at the hemline of her dress, suddenly conscious of the amount of skin she is showing.

"Sorry, daddy," Katerina echoes, also averting her gaze, mirroring her friend's shame. There is a familiar feline cant to her eyes, barely noticeable with her face turned away.

"Now, go," Nadia commands, ushering them onward toward your hotel room.

She turns back to you with a grin and leans in. "Just so you know, I'm not wearing panties either." She gives you a wink and slides a hand across your cock.

Then she struts behind them, pulling her black dress up her thighs to reveal the bare, supple ass beneath.