You set your food down and start eating.

Kira and Nikita as already sitting together, and you set down right in front of them.

"Is it good?" asks Kira. Without even looking up, you nod as you keep eating. "A woman of fine taste... Hard to find but easy to appreciate, huh Nikita?"

Expecting an answer, you look up. Instead of finding the soft yet stoic face you saw but mere minutes ago, Nikita's face appears flushed. Now it appears as if she is the one unable to look you in the eye.

"Are you okay, Nikita?"

"Y-yeah, I'm fine. It's just this herbal tea. One of the employees, Antonio recommended it to me. Says it's his f-f-favorite. But this cup might have been a tad too strong."

"Yeah, sure, it's the tea," Kira sarcastically remarks. "Nikita said this tea is supposed to help you get aroused. Look at this slut, you can see her nipples nearly tearing holes through her flimsy little robes."

Nikita covers her mouth with her hand. She's practically melting in front of you. You forget entirely about the food in front of you, instead mesmerized by Nikita's shifts in movement.

"What, you're embarrassed, Nikita?" teases Kira. Kira reaches over and grabs Nikita's breasts, deftly massaging Nikita's nipples between her long fingers. "Don't tell me you can't handle a little bit of teasing."

You and Nikita's gazes become locked once more. Through her **** eyes, you can see her pleading to look away, but you can't. Something very warm in you has bloomed, seeing such a sober woman rendered so sensitive so close to you. You want to reach out to her, dip you hand into the honey pot, and feel the tenderness for yourself.

Kira is clearly enjoying herself, focusing all her attention on Nikita. She brings Nikita's body closer to hers, groping her a little more intensely. As if totally forgetting you're still there, she gently presses her tongue against the base of Nikita's neck. Moving it slowly upwards, leaving a trail of perversion in its soppy wake. Up her chin, around her cheek, nibbling on Nikita's ears. Kira whispers into Nikita's ear: "Now cum for me, baby."

In an instant, Nikita's entire body stiffens up. Her head is thrown back, and had she not been covering her mouth, the whole spa would have echoed a sound that you wish you could have heard. Here was the confident woman you saw earlier, who seemed to have all the power over Kira, reducing to putty in her friend's hands. Slumping over, she falls on to Kira's shoulders and rests a moment.

"I think she likes you," Kira says with a grin, finally acknowledging you. "You're both..." she trails off as she lifts her hand from under the table, sending another shiver through Nikita's body. She examines her fingers, glistening and viscous. With enthusiasm, she proudly licks the sap from her digits. "You're both women of fine taste indeed," she says with another signature wink.