Birthdays. Perfect opportunities for surprises. And if Laura really loved anything, it was surprises. A smile ever-so-slightly danced across her face as she pushed open the doors to the bar. She was imagining John's look of shock and surprise that she would hopefully see later tonight if all went as planned. He was a quiet, calm person by nature but if there was anyone who could procure a reaction from him it would be her.
Tugging him gently after her, she let the whole bar get a good look at her long thin legs that she believed to be her best assets. However her knee high boots, short, clinging skirt and tight top did an excellent job showing off the rest of the assets on her tall, thin frame. Small but pert chest, narrowing to a small waist, and an ass that been described as "ideal." She brushed her long blonde hair out of her sparkling eyes and cast him a mischievous smile before skittering away to the bar to order her boyfriend a drink.
John followed her with his eyes, and then walked after her at a decidedly calmer pace. His tall, sinewy frame ached to pull her to him and take her back to her apartment right then and there. But he knew she would not be content until she caused whatever trouble she was planning on causing. So he settled in with the drink she placed in his hand and wrapped the other arm gently around her waist.
People watching was their typical bar activity of choice, and there was ample opportunity tonight. Laura too was scanning the crowds of giggling girls and proud young men, but her eyes were scanning too quickly. She was shrewdly assessing one and then another, until her silence became disquieting to her boyfriend. He opened his mouth to comment upon her unusual behavior when she abruptly turned towards him and his words were lost as he looked into her eyes.
"I'll be right back. Stay here and drink some more," she said, somehow acquiring another drink and setting it next to his nearly empty one. For herself a shot of what smelled of Tequila arrived and quickly disappeared past her lips and down her throat. He simply shrugged at her retreating figure in response, and started on his next drink. However his eyes did not stray from those long legs, those curving hips, and that cascade of blonde hair.
She had intruded upon a group of about 6 girls, walking in as if she had known them for years. However her eyes were still intent on just one of them. She was not as tall as Laura, but the stranger's 3 inch heels put her eye to eye with her. Her hair and eyes were dark as chocolate, and she listened intently as the leggy blonde talked quietly to her. John could hear them offering introductions; names, complimenting clothing, and other light conversation before Laura steered the conversation in a new direction.
"I have a proposition for you, Charlotte" Laura said bluntly. She wasn't really much of a charmer or particularly charismatic, but her sense of humor and honestly often went just as far. She then leaned in closer to the dark brunette and whispered quietly. Her lips almost touched the Charlotte's ears and as a result John could hear no more. Something about buying drinks. Eyebrows were raised, but then an almost equally impish smile flirted across Charlotte's features as she nodded. Laura's instincts were good; they made quite the pair.
And so the duo took a few shots of something dark and then trotted onto the semi-filled dance floor. They started dancing next to one another, on one another, as drunken girlfriends often do. However soon there were four eyes beckoning John to come and dance. Two strong drinks were just enough to ensure he felt nothing but intrigue as he walked straight towards the two of them. A questioning look in Laura's direction was met with nothing but a naughty smile.
As the music started pumping there was suddenly hands and hips and legs everywhere. Laura was grinding her ass into his growing erection that had started the moment the girls had started to dance. Charlotte was behind him, running her hands down his back and sides as she sidled in close. Then the brunette was in front of him, straddling his leg grinding against him in her tight jeans and finding obvious pleasure in it. He was unsure where his hands could and should go with this unknown girl, and so he started running his hands slowly down her body. She responded accordingly and he could see the arousal in Laura at the same instant. Encouraged, his hands were free to roam on both girls' chests, hips, and thighs.
At some point the girls ended up facing each other and dancing close. Their long arms were draped around each other in a tangled mess. Then their soft sweet lips were touching, parting, and tasting again. Slow at first, as if both of them were slightly unsure. But as they began to learn one another, what began as a charade quickly progressed into something more sensual. Charlotte's hands cupped Laura's ass over her skirt. Laura slowly traced around Charlotte's nipples until they pressed out against the thin fabric of her top. Soft sighs and moans were just audible above the pounding of the music as the two curled inescapably closer.
John found himself standing there next to them with his erection straining against his jeans. However he certainly had no shame in it, for he was a mere duplicate of a large proportion of the males in that establishment. Sure girls got drunk at the bars and made out sometimes. But seldom were they this attractive, and even less often were they truly enjoying it. Finding both at the same time left some males unable to look away, to the annoyance of their female counterparts.
If Laura had wanted to surprise her boyfriend on his birthday, she had certainly done just that. And the shocked yet obviously aroused expression on his face was just as she had hoped and more. Yet she was also surprised; she had not expected to have responded so readily to Charlotte's touch and be so able to return the favor. They pulled away eventually, with cheeks flushed and eyes glittering. The brunette gave the couple a long look before trotting back to the bar, at least 6 young men following after her.
John looked down at his girlfriend and proceeded to pull her against him as tightly as possible. "Laura," he said, and then stopped. He had that broad smile on his face that made her heart absolutely melt. The sort of smile she would do nearly anything to catch a glimpse of. His hands trailed gently down her sides, past her hips to the bottom hemline of her skirt. Ever so slowly he traced up her thigh and then felt the dampness of the bright pink thong she liked to wear when she was wanted to feel especially sexy. His groan of arousal perfectly matched her gasp of longing as he pushed the thin piece of fabric aside.
"BODY SHOTS," a sharp female voice yelled across the dance floor. Then suddenly Charlotte appeared, looking a bit more drunk than before, and started dragging Laura away from John. His first instinct was to pull his girlfriend back towards him, pull her out the doors, and slam into her behind the next available bush. However he did not react quickly enough and instead was left following her as the blonde was led back over to the bar.
