Continuing the theme of trying something new, this is a completely different idea and approach to that of 'Vegas', but one that has fascinated me for some time. And in writing this, I have taken on board feedback on my first posting, which suggested a tinge of disappointment with the balance between poker and erotica... there is none of the former and the focus in this storyline is most definitely the latter.
And as always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, this story would not have been told.
DAY FIVE: THE MISSION GATHERS PACE
StunMan was returning from a successful mission in South America. He realised he was just in time, but that the timing had nothing to do with any danger. Rather, tonight was a very special night for him and Myra Jean. It was their first wedding anniversary and although she knew that his Superhero status meant that he could be needed anywhere at any time, he knew she had been desperately hoping that he would be home in time for their celebratory dinner together.
He had been unsure as to whether he would make it. The mission was a difficult one and had involved several areas of extreme confidentiality known only to the United Nations. But it had gone smoothly enough and now he was heading home to surprise his wife. He had needed to inform Holly that he would be returning, as he had to check in to the League of Liberty and Justice Headquarters, but he wanted this retuen to be a surprise for his beautiful young wife.
He had previously asked Holly to arrange for a gift to be delivered that morning to his wife, not knowing how long he would be away. He knew how much she would love the string of pearls, and felt it would have been a nice compensation if he was unable to return. But now that it looked as if he would make it home, she would have the best of both worlds.
As he had requested, Holly had kept the secret of his planned, return home. From everyone except Huntergirl, that is. For it had been the sandy haired Superhero who had helped an inexperienced and unconfident Holly to buy the pearls. Holly had simply never spent that much money in her life and she had no idea which shop would present the best option. Huntergirl did, and the two of them jointly purchased the item.
And of course, Holly shared the secret of his return with Huntergirl, knowing the Superheroine would keep it to herself. Which she dutifully had done, except for Raven of course. This was the opportunity they needed.
When Raven had formed her plan, it was Huntergirl who had telephoned Myra Jean. She told her she was ringing on behalf of Holly, who was involved in some essential work, but that she wanted to let Myra Jean know that they had heard from StunMan. She explained that he would be home tonight after all and Myra Jean had whooped with delight.
How gullible thought the Superhero, at the other end of the telephone, before going on to explain that it would be quite late before he returned to America and that naturally he needed to register at the League of Liberty and Justice Headquarters first. On hearing Myra Jean sigh, Huntergirl had gone on to say that he had arranged an anniversary surprise party for her, involving all the Superheroes and that she should meet them all there.
"He doesn't want you to spend the evening by yourself," Huntergirl had explained. "He said he will see you at the party, and will join you as soon as he can."
Myra Jean had broken out into a broad smile. Trust StunMan to keep surprising her. He really was so romantic.
"Okay," her excited voice had replied. "I love parties. Will you be there?"
"You bet." Huntergirl had smiled to herself. "Can't wait to see you again."
"Me too," Myra Jean had responded with an infectious laugh. "What time and where... and what should I wear?"
Bingo, thought Huntergirl, who had provided the address to a club that Lucas and Nancy had given her.
"A nice, short dress will do," she had replied. "I think he said it had to be something sexy."
Amazonian Woman had spent a couple of what she thought of as more mundane days, particularly after her recent adventures in the Far East. This time she had been required in Europe to represent the League of Liberty and Justice in supporting a world-wide peace initiative. The weird thing to her was that throughout those days she felt as aroused as she ever had in her life before and felt an overwhelming need to get back to her plant.
If she was going to continue feeling like this, she decided, the gift from Venus Flytrap was as welcome a present as she had ever been given. And in view of her constant aroused state, the timing was perfect. But for some reason, the Superheroine was unable to make the connection between the plant and the way she was feeling. She saw the plant as a means to obtain relief, however temporary, rather than a contributing factor to the way she was feeling.
And even if she had made that connection, how could she have known that Venus had secreted the Substance AG chemical in the long shaft, releasing it into the Amazonian Woman's psyche every time she touched the phallus like stem?
The Superheroine's masturbation of the thick stem, and subsequent orgasm, might have released some immediate sexual tension, but the former botanic professor had cleverly cultivated the plan so that any touch would replace any short term relief with an even greater and sustained arousal. There was simply no escape.
When Amazonian Woman returned to the Headquarters building, she found that she was the only Superhero available should a call for protection be received. Feline Woman was undertaking a day long mission in Canada, StunMan was returning from South America, Wonderman was somewhere across the continent, BlackCat Girl was unwell, with some sort of debilitating illness that no-one could get to the bottom of, and was being tended to by the young woman she had recently rescued.
As for Huntergirl and Phenomenon, it seemed they had departed together in the early hours of the morning on a mission so secret that Huntergirl had offered no immediate explanation.
The Amazonian checked on her plant, which if anything looked a more lush green than before, and the well oiled stem gave it a particularly healthy and rather erotic quality. She immediately thought of Wonderman again as she stared at the shaft, before reluctantly turning and padding into her en-suite bathroom and, ridding herself of her costume, stepping into the shower.
As she soaped her voluptuous body, she found herself enjoying the tiny jets of water thoroughly soaking her long, black hair and running over her ample breasts and down her full, Amazon figure. For a moment she wondered what it would be like to have Wonderman in the shower with her and as her mind became caught up in the fantasy, she found her hands sliding across her stomach until they cupped her full breasts, pushing them up and together under the tiny pinpricks of water that bounced from her already erect, hard, brown, nipples.
