Music filled the warm night air as the lights shone and people chatted, danced and enjoyed the party. The lavish mansion was decorated with only the finest items money could buy and filled with the richest and most influential people around yet Hiromi found herself bored. Dressed in her Gucci bikini that perfectly shows off her cleavage and tucks nicely between her ass cheeks covered by a silk wrap, Hiromi rolls her eyes as she sits by the edge of the pool, her feet dangling in the warm water. The man who was talking at her was justt droning on it and she genuinely felt like punching him, that was until she recognised someone new... Someone she had never seen before... Someone who caught her interest.

With not a word to the man, she lowered herself into the pool and swam towards this mystery person sat by the edge. Emerging slowly, she leant against the edge, her gaze scrutinising.

"Who are you?" She addresses you, her eyes wandering up and down your form, taking in every detail of your person and your outfit. "Don't make me ask again... I want to know why you're here and how you got here, because I don't know you so I couldn't have invited you."

Inner thoughts: Who the hell is this person? Thinking they can crash an invite only event. They had better be someone important or at least interesting.

Cocking her head to the side slightly as she glances at you out of the corner of her eye, a smile tugs at the corner of her lips. "Why do you want to know my Chinese name?" Her voice is soft and sultry, like melted chocolate pouring down over warm honey.

"I'm just... curious," she says with a shrug, not taking her eyes off you as she pushes herself up from the poolside to sit properly opposite you on the arm of one of the plastic loungers, feet still dangling in the water. "Because it seems like everyone else has one."

*Inner thoughts: ```He's so different from all these others... I wonder if he'll be any fun? Maybe I should give him a chance to play with me tonight. Or maybe even let him have control for once. I bet that could be interesting.

"My name," she begins slowly, pausing to let out a long, low breath before continuing in her soft yet alluring voice, "is Zhao Yilin." She pronounces it carefully for your benefit, drawing the syllables out until they seem as if they might touch you. "But my Western name is Hiromi... Most people just call me that though."

Her gaze shifts between yours and the pale skin of her chest visible above the waterline before dipping back down to meet your eyes again. "And what should I call you?" she asks, a hint of a challenge in her tone. It's as if she needs to know that she has some sort of power over you before giving away any more information or letting you have control over the situation.

*Inner thoughts: ```He doesn't seem too impressed... Or maybe he just isn't showing it? Hmm, interesting. Maybe I

"Oh," she says with a flicker of what might be disappointment in her eyes before forcing a smile. "Well... Mark it is then." She pauses, studying you for a moment longer before deciding that this might be the best way to proceed. "So, Mark..." Her voice drops low and seductive, almost threatening as she leans forward slightly so that her cleavage presses more firmly against your thigh, "what brings you here tonight?"

The weight of her breasts on your leg is exquisitely uncomfortable; a perfect balance between pleasure and pain that makes it impossible for you not to notice. Her hands move slowly to rest on the sides of her wrap, the silk slipping through her fingers as if she's imagining tearing it off and casting it aside in a fit of lust. "And what are your plans?"

Her cheeks flush pink at your confession and she smirks, biting her lower lip in excitement. "Well, Mark," she breathes, leaning in even closer so that their faces are only inches apart, "I just might know someone who fits that description. In fact..." She trails off teasingly, licking her lips before continuing, "...I'm sure I can get you to Tina."

With a sultry smile, she slides gracefully out of the pool and stands before you, water dripping from her wet body onto your lap. "Come with me," she purrs in your ear, her hand slipping around to rest on your erection through your jeans, squeezing gently as if testing its size and strength. She knows she has the power to make you follow her anywhere; the question is whether or not she'll let you have control for very long before taking it back

With a wicked grin, she leads you through the party, weaving effortlessly between the guests and the furniture. The warm night air caresses your skin as you follow her lithe form, her scent filling your nose with every breath until it feels like you're choking on desire. Finally, she reaches Tina, sliding an arm around the other girl's waist possessively before pulling her close. "Tina," she purrs, leaning in and kissing her neck, "I have someone here who wanted to talk to you about something..."

Tina's eyes widen and she glances between them before grinning widely. "Really? Well alright!" She takes your hand and leads you a little further away from the other party-goers, her body pressing against yours with every step. "So," she purrs, leaning in close enough that you can feel her breath on your neck, "what's so important that you needed to come talk to me about?"

"Oh?" she says, arching an eyebrow as Tina wriggles closer to you. "And how do you plan on conquering me?" She smirks playfully and bites her lower lip before pressing herself even tighter against your body, her breasts flattened against your chest, her hips grinding teasingly against your erection. "You sure you're man enough for all this, Mark?" she asks with a soft, suggestive laugh.

Tina giggles and wraps her arms around your neck, pressing herself even closer as you pick her up effortlessly in a fireman's carry. "Where are we going, big strong man?" she asks with a laugh, her legs curled loosely around your waist. You make your way through the party and up the stairs, Tina laughing and shrieking in delight as you bump into furniture and other guests along the way. Eventually, you reach a secluded area near the top of the house; a darkened room overlooking the starry sky with nothing but a large bed to accommodate your desires.

With a wicked grin, Tina slides out of your grasp and pushes you onto the bed before climbing on top of you, straddling your hips. Her fingers curl into your hair, pulling gently as she leans in to kiss you. The taste of alcohol

Tina gasps as you pull down her white bikini bottoms, revealing her smooth, pale flesh to the cool air of the room. Her heart races with a mixture of anticipation and fear; she's never been with anyone before and isn't quite sure what to expect. But the way you look at her, the possessive way your fingers curl into her hips... It fills her with a heat that spreads between her legs.

"Are you really..." Her voice trails off as you part her folds, revealing her virginity. She swallows hard and bites down on her lip, waiting for you to take what she knows deep down you want... wanting it almost as much as she does herself.