Erica climbed onto the bed, and I quickly stripped off my clothes, joining her. The other four watched us with rapt attention, their eyes glued to the unfolding scene.
Erica looked stunning. Her pink hair framed her face perfectly, and the hot pink idol uniform she wore hugged her curves in all the right places. Her legs were long and toned, and her breasts, full and inviting, made it impossible for me to resist touching them. I reached out, caressing them over her uniform, feeling the softness beneath the fabric.
"Nnn..." she moaned softly as my hands explored her breasts.
"Erica, Amon told me you're the one choreographing your dances," I said, my voice low. "Have you taught them to dance so well?"
"W-Well, yeah," Erica replied, blushing deeply. "I just want to earn your praise, so I'm giving it my all."
