Tara taxi service :)

You text Tara as Jenna lets her sister know that you are going to be getting a hotel room. Out of your peripheral, you can see Karen grinning, and you vaguely hear her say something like "get that good dick, Jen." You roll your eyes. You'll never understand that relationship.

James: hey are you free right now
Tara: Yes. hey thanks again for hooking me up with the mechanic
Tara: bad alternator got it back same day
James: that's great
James: Jenna and I are at Club 316, and she really wants to see you tonight
James: do you think you could meet us, pick us up
{if Unicorn = 1
}Tara: hell yes give me 20 minutes to get ready
{else
}Tara: Wow. that's cray.
James: Tell me about it, are you interested?
Tara: totally. give me 20 minutes to get ready
{endif
}
You inform Jenna of the timetable, and she suggests you wait at the coffee shop one block over.
About 45 minutes later, around 11:30 pm, Tara's Ford Focus pulls up outside the coffee shop.
"Someone order a taxi?!" She asks, laughing, as you come out of the coffee shop.

You have to wonder if Tara was already dolled up for something when you texted, or else she has preternatural skill at getting sexy. A frilly blue blouse and Nice skirt accentuate her well made up face and gleaming blonde locks. Jenna piles into the front seat, leaning over to give Tara a peck on the cheek. You chuckle and get in the back.
Jenna gives Tara the details. {if Unicorn = 1
} and Tara nods with pleasure as she drives. "I wish you had told me you were going to a strip club tonight. I would have totally been down for that."
"Well, Jack and Karen were with us. Might have been awkward."
"True." Tara nods.{else
}"Jenna, I don't know what to say... I kind of thought that...the other night was a special circumstance, you know?"
"Yeah... I did at first." Jenna is stroking Tara's hair and smiling, the booze and hormones suffusing her with a sexy glow. "But the more I think about it... the more I liked the idea of... having you in our bed again. No Jack this time, though."
"Yeah.... no offense but he was kind of a prick." Tara shakes her head.
{endif
}You reach up and put a hand on each girl's shoulder. "Have I mentioned lately how lucky I am?"
"Not enough."
"Not enough."
Jenna and Tara laugh at their jinx, as the Marriott appears up ahead on the left. You park, get the room keys and head up to the 4th floor. The room is a King suite with a view of city lights to the west, with a kitchenette and a living room. Floor to ceiling glass doors separate the room from a nice, spacious balcony.
"Wow... this is nicer than my apartment." Tara says. you crack open the minibar, pulling out a little bottle of champagne. Soon the three of you are lazily enjoying the bubbly on the couch, with Jenna sitting on your lap and rubbing her bare legs against Tara's.
"...she looked a little like you actually.Taller. She was super sexy."
"Did...did you guys..."
"Not all the way, but she did plenty. It was so wild!" Jenna is regaling Tara with the evening's activities. She hands you her glass, climbing forward towards Tara with a hunger in her eyes. "And it left me hungry for a cute little blonde girl..." She practically tackles Tara, kissing her passionately and bearing her flat onto the couch. Tara just barely manages to set her champagne glass down on the coffee table.
"Ms. Jenna....Jen....mmmm....." Tara moans as she's being ravaged by your girl-crazy wife. You reach over, pushing up Jenna's dress to finger her exposed snatch.
"Ms. Jenna...." Tara's trying to stop Jenna, so you pull her shoulders gently.
"Baby, she's trying to speak."
"Mmm, sorry..." Jenna slurs. "I didn't mean to smother you, baby." She sits up.
"No it's okay. I'm totally excited for this. I just wanted to show you that I.... well I went to the sex shop today, and I bought something...you know... just in case." She walks over to the plastic shopping bag she brought in with her. In all the excitement, you guess you didn't notice.