It was supposed to be a joke. Kind of tongue-in-cheek if you will. She was Batgirl, so, what better costume to wear to the annual Wayne Enterprises Halloween Bash, than the Batgirl costume? Not her own, no.

If the suspect recognized her, he'd run. So, she was officially "undercover" as the former Batgirl. The light grey leather hugged tight to her curves, the blue and yellow cape, a bit gaudy, but it gave people something else to stare at, besides her. She'd even gone so far as to dye her hair that certain shade of bright, recognizable red.

Steph thought her costume idea was brilliant. Nobody would be looking for the Batgirl, in the former Batgirl costume. She was correct in figuring most of the party-goers mistook her for just another partier. It was brilliant. She was a master of disguise.

Until.

Her eyes fell on Barbara Gordon, the Batgirl. Alive, well, and walking on two legs! Steph spit out her soft drink, choking on the unexpected gasp that had tried to escape from her throat.

She was young... fit... the grey leather fitting tight to her taught sinews. Steph's eyes followed the way the toned muscles smoothed under the fabric as she walked toward her. Her mouth went dry as Batgirl moved closer to her, within arms' length now. She tried not to stare at Barbara's pert, full breasts, nor the slender swell of her hips, or her firm, trim a...

"Eyes up,"

Steph coughed. "S-sorry," she murmured, darting her eyes away, but not before she caught a hint of a familiar smirk on Batgirl's lips.

"Like what you see?" That voice. Direct. To the point.

Steph couldn't breathe. Was it relief? She wasn't sure. What she was sure of, was that Barbara's eyes were... not brown. Her brows were fair, not dark.

"C-Cass..?"

Cass leaned closer, so only Stephanie could hear what she said.

"That costume looks so hot on you. Let's go somewhere dark."

Steph felt herself get wet at the implication in Cass's words. The next thing she knew, she was pressed against a wall in a utility closet, her legs straddling a mop bucket, Cass pressed tight to her body, groping her breasts in the dark as they tongue-wrestled.

Steph pulled away long enough to whimper, Cass's hand already going down into the front of her batsuit. Steph moaned throatily when Cass found her pleasure center, rocking her hips in time with Cass's hand. "Fuck," she called out in uncontrolled lust.

"'Kay" Cass said, slipping two fingers in Stephanie's waiting, wanting hole.

Steph's moan reverberated through the closet, echoing in the dark. She breathily panted as Cass sped up. She bit into Cass's leather-clad neck when she came, in an effort to stifle the volume of her lust.

***

"Hey, Bruce,"

Bruce Wayne discreetly tapped the communicator behind his ear and spoke low. "What is it, Barbara,"

"I can't find Batgirl. She was just there a minute ago, but now, she's not on any of the monitors... Do you think she's been kidnapped? Do you think he got her?"

"I don't know. I haven't seen any sign of the kidnapping suspect. I'll have to do a perimeter sweep. Keep me updated,"

"Yeah, I will,"

Barbara Gordon tapped furiously on her keys, controlling the security cameras at the function. They swivelled and zoomed and focused and otherwise frantically searched for the blonde woman. She was nowhere to be...

There was something going on in one of the janitor's closets. It looked like a struggle! Barbara flicked the night vision feature on the camera. Everything in the room was bathed in a green light.

***

Steph licked her lips, trying to focus on the girl in front of her. "You don't know how long I've wanted you," she explained.

Cass took her wrist and shoved it down the front of her costume, revealing her own arousal to the blonde. "Then have me"
she replied.

Steph caressed Cass's nub until the brunette was writhing, grunting, moaning for her. She slipped two fingers in Cass and thrust up, groaning at the vice-like clench from the other girl's body. "Fuck... you're so tight,"

Then it dawned on her. She stilled her fingers. "Wait..Cass.. are you? I mean.. were you?"

Cass gently played with Steph's boobs under her costume. "Not anymore," she whispered.

"Oh," Steph said.

"It's okay," Cass explained. "I want you to," she said, reaching for Steph's lips again.

Steph slowly took Cass's virginity, allowing her time to adjust to the invasion of her flesh, gently probing the warm, slick folds. Cassandra's moans gained in frequency and momentum.

***

"Bruce!" Barbara yelled, as Bruce turned to walk into a final stretch of hallway, where he had heard some suspicous sounds.

"I found her! She's... alright," Barbara only slightly faltered, her eyes flicking to the night-visioned screen, then darting away as a flush crept up her cheeks. She just...didn't know how to feel about that.

"Where is she? I thought I heard something down this way," Bruce explained.

Crap. Barbara had to think of something on the spot. And she had to lie to Bruce. She hated doing either, but...

"Uh...false alarm. She was... in the ladies' room...I'm uh, sorry.."

Surprisingly, Bruce believed her. "Oh, well, it's alright, Barbara. Thanks for staying on the alert,"

Barbara cleared her throat, her eyes going back breifly to the action on the screen in front of her. "You're welcome,"

It wasn't a complete lie. Batgirl was in a room, at the moment. With another lady.

Hot, hot, hot!

Oh you need to do more Steph/Cass.

Stephanie is so lucky Bruce didn't discover her deflowering his daughter.

Though I wonder if Barbara won't put a price on her silence.

Excellent fill here bat!

though I wonder if Barbara won't put a price on her silence...

LOL!

She'd probably want to teach Cass about foreplay or something.

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