Dana and Alice were having a quiet candlelit dinner in their suite.  The last several days were spent in meetings that lasted into the evening.  Alice had presented her management migration plan to the hand-picked senior executives and they were all ready to take on the additional responsibilities.  The meetings brought everyone up-to-speed and Alice, Harrison, Dana and Shane were pleased that the team seemed more than capable of taking over all the day-to-day operations.  

They were scheduled to fly back to the island in two days.  There were a few items to finalize tomorrow, but, Dana and Alice took the day off.  They spent a big part of it in Central Park.  After being cooped up in buildings for most of the trip, they both enjoyed being able to be outside.  The day was just about perfect and they retired to their hotel suite for dinner.

Sadly, they hadn’t even had the time or energy for sex since the excesses of Alice’s birthday.  Both women were very busy with work and collapsed into bed exhausted late each night.  

But this night was theirs.  

They were both dressed casually and comfortably but also to entice the other — as if it was needed.  Dana wore a tank top and her form-fitting jeans.  Alice wore one of those blouses that hung to her in some places and fell away from her in others and an equally snug pair of jeans.

They flirted all through dinner.  Teasing and talking, playing footsie under the table, and feeding each other various tidbits from their plates.  As much as they both wanted to fall into bed, they loved the build-up.  And they had all night.

Dessert arrived.  It was a favorite of them both:  a chocolate lava cake.  They sat across the small table from each other.  Each occasionally leaned over to lick some chocolate or whipped cream from the other woman’s lips and steal a kiss.

About halfway through the dessert, Alice sat back in her chair.  Dana could sense something was wrong.  “What is it, Al?”  She reached out to stroke the other woman’s cheek.

“I’m feeling really tired all of a sudden.”  Dana became very nervous when she noticed that Alice’s eyes were unfocused.  She got up to hit the panic button and felt her head swim.  She looked one more time at Alice who had slumped down unconscious in her chair.  Then the world got dark as Dana crashed to the floor.

There was no sound in the room except for the quiet breathing of the two women.  About 10 minutes later, the door to the sitting room opened and two of the wait staff entered with rolling carts to remove the dishes.

They each went to one of the women and checked their pulse and breathing.

“They’re out.  Lara really came through for us.”  Nadia said.

“She’ll do anything for me.  I have her completely whipped.  It’s a shame that she will have to take the fall.”  Gabby said.  “Let’s get these bitches out of here.  We have a few hours before they will wake up, but, I want them secured in the warehouse way before then.”

Both Dana and Alice were tied around their wrists and ankles.  The wrist rope was then tied to the ankle rope to put each woman into a curled up position.  They lifted Alice and stuffed her in the bottom shelf of one of the rolling carts.  The tablecloth was draped so she could not be seen.  They did the same to Dana and then put the dishes on top of the cart.

They coolly pushed the carts past the outside guards and to the service elevator as they headed down to the kitchen and the loading dock.  Gabby knew that no one would be checking on Alice until the morning — she always left orders not to be disturbed when she was “entertaining.”  And the security people were too overconfident to even think someone could sneak her out from under their noses.

Nadia opened up the waiting van and they unceremoniously tossed Dana and Alice in the back.  Nadia and Gabby shared a passionate kiss before climbing into the van and driving off into the night.