They knew full well Nick was listening to them. "We've gotta get him back for this," Jordan said angrily.
Madison agreed. "He must have a huge ego now," she added.
"I've got it Maddie, lets get him all hot, make him think we both want him, and then at the last minute, back off, leaving him all alone, hard dick and all," Jordan said laughing.
Madison joined her. "That sounds like a plan, after all he deserves it. You go get a shower and I'll start work on our little plan. Since Kevin's here, guess he's gonna get toyed with as well. Maybe Nicky and him can help each other out," she said, laughing hysterically now.
Jordan began walking up the stairs. Quietly Madison followed her. She turned on the shower and then hit play on the stereo in the room. Madison walked in and they began laughing. "You think he bought it?" she asked.
Jordan nodded. "You know this house is wired. Keep your voice down Maddie." She said whispering.
"So now for our actual plan,." Madison said stepping, into the shower with her. There was no way Nick could hear them talking over the water.
"Well, for starters, we have to make them think we are working the original plan. That is sure to get Nick going, and probably Kevin too. Then once it gets started, we'll play the unwilling need to be taught a lesson girls," she said smirking.
Madison nodded. "And if all goes the way we hope, we'll be getting royally fucked by both of them by nights end," she added, sighing.
"Just the thought of Kevin touching me," Jordan said slowly, picturing his body again in her mind.
"I know tell me about it. Jordan, I have a question. Just how demanding was Nick tonight?" she asked, her body tingling already. Jordan smiled at her and pulled her shorts down revealing the bright red handprint he had left on her ass. Madison smiled. "That good huh?" she asked smiling.
Jordan nodded. "And something tells me Kevin's gonna be even better," she added, running a brush through her hair.
"You better get downstairs before they start to wonder what is happening," Madison nodded.
"Tonight is going to be something neither of us will ever forget," Jordan smiled at her.
"I damn well hope so. See ya down there," she added as Madison closed the door.
Jordan smiled again to herself, things had gone exactly according to plan. Last night was something she or Madison would never forget. She moved in the seat trying to get comfortable, wincing at the tinge of pain her body still felt from last night. Her cell phone ringing suddenly made her jump. Madison looked up at her as she answered it.
"Hello"
"Jordan, it's Christine. I don't know what you two did down there but..."
Jordan cut her off. "We didn't do anything Christine." she answered smiling at Madison.
"Wait let me finish. Mr. Richardson just called and the whole group would like to pose. So get your asses back here. You have drop off the pics and get back down there."
Jordan took in a sharp breath. "You're sending us?" she asked. Madison was looking at her questioningly.
"He requested you two personally. I don't know what the hell you two did down there but keep doing it. I'll see you in a few hours."
When Jordan hung up the phone, she smiled at Madison. "What tell me?" she said now fully awake.
"You feeling up to a little group action?" Jordan asked, smiling mischievously.
Madison looked at her curiously. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"The whole group wants to pose, and guess who's doing the shoot?" Jordan asked laughing.
Madison took in a sharp breath. "Holy shit! Your kidding right?" she asked amazed.
Jordan shook her head. "Nope, we leave to go back in 3 days," she said smiling.
Madison smiled at her. "I fucking love my job."
Jordan laughed. "And just what job is that?" she asked smirking.
Madison lowered her voice. "Fucking the Backstreet boys, of course."
Jordan laughed "Oh God Maddie I think I'm addicted."
Madison smiled. "Well, there's always therapy." Jordan smiled at her and leaned back in her seat. In 3 short days, they would be headed back to Florida, back to Nick and Kevin and this time 5 guys instead of 2. Her body already tingling at the thought.
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