Debra put the finishing touches on her look for the night; an application of her favorite deep red lipstick over her lips. The color perfectly framed her slender lips and tied her whole look together. After all, she was having guests over. It would be rude not to look her best for them. It complimented the smokey grey eyeshadow that framed her bright green eyes. Her pale skin contrasted against her deep red hair, loosely hanging down to her shoulders. A lacy black push up bra and panties were the only thing that she had on. To put anything else on would simply get in the way. Her company was set to arrive in a few minutes and she was ready on time.
Heading out into the bedroom, several lit scented candles set up on the dresser, filling the air with vanilla. Out into the living room of her apartment, everything was nice and tidy. She found a certain satisfaction in having her place spotless when company was due to arrive. Her place would not stay clean, most definitely not after tonight, but it was bound to get dirty again anyway. Double-checking her appearance in the mirror-sheen surface of her stainless steel refrigerator, a firm knock came to the door of her apartment. Debra felt giddy as she walked over quickly and opened the door.
Two men were standing behind the door. Marcus was the younger of the two, freshly twenty just a few weeks ago and just a year younger than Debra. He stood with the confidence of a young man, broad-shouldered and with a smile. His short, dirty blonde hair framed a squared, handsome face with lovely blue eyes that she adored. Standing to his left was Robert. A few years old than Marcus and Debra at twenty-four, the two enjoyed teasing him as the 'old man' of the group. His black hair was tied back into a short ponytail that also saw its fair share of teasing. He made up for it with beautiful muddy brown eyes and a smile that could tempt a man or woman of the faith. Both of the men were built well, dexterous over pure strength, slender yet firm in all of the right ways.
"Good evening, gentlemen," Debra said as she allowed them into her apartment. Both of them took a chance to run a hand over her body. Marcus' hand slid over her hip while Robert teased his fingers along her jaw. She quickly shut the door before anyone in her building saw her in just her neglige. "How are you both tonight?"
Marcus grinned. "Much better," He said.
"A bit of a rough day but looking forward to tonight," Robert said.
Both men sat down on the couch as they usually did, leaving just a little bit of space between them. Debra grinned, walking over to her male company and sitting down slowly between them. Her hands rested on their groins, stroking back and forth with her palms. She licked her lips as she looked to Marcus on her right and Robert on her left.
"Anything you two are in the mood for particular tonight?" She said, feeling both of them grow hard beneath their pants.
"We were actually talking about that on the way over," Robert said as he looked over to Marcus. The younger man nodded to him to continue. "Instead of us taking the lead, would you want to try taking the lead?"
Debra's heart pounded in her chest. They had talked about her being in control before, usually after they had all spent themselves. The two men seemed to enjoy the idea of their 'slut', as they so loved to call her in bed, guiding them. Excitement fluttered in the pit of her stomach.
"Oh yes," Debra whispered, squeezing both of their groins. "I'd love to dominate you both tonight." Both men grinned, their cocks already throbbing within their pants and underneath her hands. "I want both of you to put on a strip show for me. Richard first, then Marcus."
