Company expansion.

At the Parker residence…

“Yaaaaawn, man am I bushed!” Peter Parker looked exhausted; his elbows slumped over the kitchen table while he sipped from his coffee, rubbing the bags under his eyes as he tried to bring himself to wake up in the morning. Normally he wouldn’t be this tired, even after staying awake patrolling the city as late as 2 AM as Spiderman, or doing all nighters at the Daily Bugle, no… The REAL cause of his exhaustion padded out the bathroom wearing only a tower to cover herself, fresh out of the shower and still steaming.

Six times! Last night they did it six times and he still wondered how she had the energy to move around without a jug of coffee at the table like he was right now. “Morning sweetheart.” Mary Jane chirped, her hand waving from the door frame while she got dressed out of sight.

“G’hnn mrrnnn…” Peter mumbled, taking sips from his hot, black coffee in the hopes of waking up to get to work. Leaning back in his chair and lolling his head back until it nearly hung over the back of the chair, Peter looked back at the bedroom doorframe to see his wife step out in a rather form fitting pair of low rider jeans and a black tube top with matching high cut denim jacket. “So, where you off to today honey?”

“Oh, Felicia and I are heading over to Suzie’s care center, they’ve made expansions and we wanted to check it out.”

Hearing a knock at the door, the red-haired model smiled and wrung her hands together under her chin before scampering over to the door and opening it. The silver haired woman on the other end of the door frame was greeted by the homeowner, the two hugging just as Felicia Hardy stepped inside to join the couple. “Hi Pete, jeez you look tired, has MJ been keeping you awake?”

“Hmm nnnmmmbbbbmm…” The man murmured with the mug at his lips, his eyes blinking slowly at the woman wearing a black dress with a high cut skirt and white fur hemmed black jacket.

“Okay Petey, we’re heading out, if you get hungry, there’s meatloaf in the fridge you can heat up after patrol tonight.”

“Hey MJ?” Asked Peter out loud, getting his wife’s attention before she walked out the door. “Where DO you go every day and night?”

“Um…” Looking back at Felicia and back to Peter, MJ tried and failed to come up with a response when her husband asked more questions. “And you’ve been dressing up rather provocative lately, are you doing a new modelling gig or something?”

“Uh…” Looking to Felicia again, the silver haired beauty shared the same look, scratching her head for a response to her friend’s questions. “Well… Uhm…”

Quickly running up to her husband, MJ kissed him on the forehead, the act making his head drop like a stone and fall completely asleep, snoring on the table just as MJ grabbed Felicia’s hand and the two ran out the door. As soon as the two were out of the apartment and calling for a cab, Felicia Hardy gave the red head a look. “Really MJ? Haven’t you drained enough from him already?”

“Please, if anything I’ve been GIVING him energy just to make him keep up with me every night, that kiss was just the straw that broke the camel’s back, he’ll wake up right as rain in a few hours.”

Shrugging, the former Black Cat waved over a cab and the two stepped inside the vehicle. “Well, so long as he’s OK, let’s get to the office, Susan said she had something to show us.”

*

Susan was impressed! VERY impressed. In the span of a week after hiring Bob to make additions to the building, the man had kept to his word when he said he could do it in that time. All five floors of the former warehouse had been completely converted and now all belonged to her and her business. The third and fourth floors had all been converted into apartments for her ladies, giving them a place to live and call their own with some room to spare for storage. The bottom two floors had been converted into a gym, swimming pool, spa and recreational room for the ladies. A sanctuary from it all so they can let their hair down in their true forms without freaking people out. A place where they could pull up their hooves and relax, or read, or get some exercise. Not that they REALLY needed exercise, heck she learned that much after her stint at the gym, when she lifted half the weight of a car… And when Urg crotch kicked a would-be purse snatcher across the street, poor guy didn’t know who he was trying to steal from.

“So, ladies, you like?” Asked Susan in her succubus form, standing in the heart of the large activity space, her large arms outstretched with the grotto and hot tub behind her. Waiting on their reaction with a smile on her lips.

“Looks great! Does it come with a wet bar?” Asked Jen, looking around the wide-open space of the floor and admiring the polished stone walls and hanging lights.

“Over there.”

“Ooh, well then...” Skipping towards the bar at the far corner of the lounge, several other succubae stepped up while the former She-Hulk checked the stock.

“Gotta admit, I’ve outdone myself.” Smiled Susan, tossing her silver hair over her muscular shoulder and admired the view of her ladies getting comfortable. Everyone was quite pleased with the new layout of the building, even Urg… Who at the moment was distracted by the LED fountain at the bar. Pawing at the flowing rainbow of light as if she could grab it.

“Right… And the guy you seduced into doing the work had NOTHING to do with it.” Winked Janet, looking up at the Amazonian demoness as Suzie responded with a demur look. “HEY! His name is Bob and he has strong hands.” Rolling her eyes, Janet joined the others exploring the new space, opting to join Jen at the bar and get herself a drink.

“Wow! This is AMAZING!” Called out Felicia and Mary Jane, finally arriving to give the newly constructed area a look overall impressed with the overall layout. “Yeah, this place has everything.”

“Glad you ladies love it, I made sure this place was built for all our needs… ACK!” Pulled back by something that snagged her head, Susan reached up to find a low hanging chandelier had gotten tangled up with her horns. “Wait! Just a… Hold on… Almost…THERE!” Finally, free of the light fixture, Susan took a breath and calmed herself.

“OK… it’s a fixer upper at the least.