A bit of a back story, my besties and I have been friends for as long as any of us can remember. We have all have ups and downs but the one constant is that we get together and have fun, sometimes it is just going shopping, sometimes we have sex together.
If you haven't guessed it, we are all either bisexual or bicurious.
Tori is my closest friend, she has 2 kids and her asshole ex treated her like shit and I was very happy when they split. She is also the best lover I have ever had, she is the only one to make me squirt (so far anyway). She's about 5'5" with a great figure and really nice round breasts.
Becca is another great friend, she is always there for anyone in need. She lived common law with her ex for over 10 years and then he decided to run off with another woman. She is a little taller than Tori, also a brunette and can be the sensible one in our group.
Shelly is married with 3 kids, her husband works out of town a lot but they have an open marriage. She is a gorgeous blonde, about 5'7" but is very subconscious about her small breasts but I think they are great!
Kim and her husband have a loveless marriage and they are more roommates than husband and wife. She is a tall redhead, probably about 5'10" and is large breasted. She identifies as bicurious, but she definitely knows how to please another woman!
Then there's me, I'm a 6 foot tall blonde, considered chesty and an unmatched sex drive. I written about the fact that my exhusband wanted me to be a hotwife and after my dates, he also had sex with them. He left me when he decided that he preferred the company of men. He also had a low sperm count and couldn't conceive which was fine as neither of us wanted children.
About 5 or 6 times a year we all get together for a girl's night out and this past weekend was such an occasion.
There are a couple bars that we frequent, usually meet at one of our houses and then take an Uber to the bar. We dress sexy, do our best makeup and hair and tell each other how hot we look.
We had been shopping during the day and were anxious to get to the bar and start our night. We were all dressed in short dresses/skirts with lots of leg on display and we didn't exactly try to conceal our breasts. Because we got to the bar early we were able to find a great table, near the dancefloor and enough room for others to join us.
We were definitely all hoping to meet a guy and go home with them, no question about it. The waitress recognized us and we often joked about her joining us as we felt she would fit right in. We ordered our first round of drinks and started our lookout for guys. Nothing caught my eye, but it was early and I knew we had to be patient.