Partytime

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A few hours later - actually we only have time to change before the party starts - we are back in Nat's room and slipping into our newly purchased outfits. As planned, we went to the spa and then to a salon that took care of both our hair and our makeup. Emilio - my stylist at this salon - turned me into a true vamp. My makeup is otherwise rather subtle and in muted tones. But Emilio thought I should try something different. And what should I say? Emilio is a true artist. My already pale complexion is only accentuated by the sparkling blue of my eyelids and the dark black of my lips, making me look mysterious in a positive way. In addition, my eyes are emphasized, which makes them shine. Nat has opted for delicate rosé-colored makeup and Wanda for a delicate turquoise tone. Now that we're changing, I'm starting to feel the effect of the champagne that we had in the salon. The dress I bought specially for tonight is the same shade of blue as my makeup. It's just long enough to cover my butt but otherwise leave my legs bare. It is sleeveless and has a delicate lace pattern sewn over the silk fabric. I also wear simple black heels. Nat is wearing a pink velvet knee-length dress with a small slit on the left side and pink heels. Wanda's dress also matches the color of her makeup and is a kind of tube dress with gathered fabric. The three of us stand in front of the large mirror in Nat's room and add the finishing touches. My hair falls in sensuous waves over my shoulders. I will never go to any stylist other than Emilio.

Wanda: Wow, we look hot.

Nat: We really do. I'm sure the boys will drool as soon as they see us.

Victoria: Then let's go.

James definitely won't just be drooling. Somehow - it may be the alcohol - I'm in the mood to tease James, really drive him insane. We take the elevator to the floor where the party room is located. Hard to believe Tony built an entire floor just for partying. But actually it's typical Tony. As we enter the room, I see James sitting at a table with Steve, Thor, Loki, and Sam. He wears a black Shirt and black Jeans - simpel but fucking hot. His gaze finds mine - piercing and so sensual I really have to pull myself together not to just run over and jump him in front of everyone. Instead, I hold his gaze as I walk over to the bar with Wanda and Nat. Tony even hired a bartender for our little party.

Bartender: What can I get the ladies?

I order a cranberry vodka, Nat a whiskey sour, and Wanda a strawberry martini.

Victoria: Oh, and please bring us three tequillas.

We tilt the shots as soon as they are in front of us. As we wait for our drinks, Nat taps me and directs my gaze to James, who is looking at me with a mixture of mock indignation and lust. I just take a quick look and then turn back to the bar.

Nat: Seems he doesn't like that you haven't greeted him yet.

Wanda: Don't you want to go over?

Victoria: No.

I take a sip of my drink. Nat and Wanda look at me confused.

Victoria: If I go over there now, we'll leave the party immediately to have sex. Besides, the sex is all the better later if I tease him now.

They both take a sip, giggling.

Nat: Looks like he doesn't give you a choice but to greet him.

As soon as she said that, two arms, one metallically hard, wrapped around my waist. With gentle pressure, I'm pressed against James' rock-hard pecs. Nat and Wanda wink at me before joining the others. James places gentle kisses on my neck.

Bucky: Not greeting me isn't nice doll. Especially when you look so fucking delicious.

I turn around and look at him innocently.

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