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Whew! The end of mid terms were finally upon us. Me and my girlfriends worked dame hard studying for those tests, and now that it was Friday night, it was time to hit the town and PARTY!!!
Or something like it. We just wanted to have a good time together, and to take our minds off school, so me, Sara, Jill, and Amber all went to Sabers Dance Club. It was this really cool place in the heart of Seattle for college students to dance, drink, and possibly find someone to get laid with.
So all four of us got into my car and drove to the club. When we entered, we were not disappointed. There were tons of people there dancing and grinding. It was awesome. We immediately got a table and ordered drinks.
After a few alcoholic liquids, guys started asking us to dance, and we were off doing our thing. However, to tell you the truth, Jill had a lot more guys asking her to dance than us. She is by far the prettiest looking girl of our group, and for good reason. She goes to the gym almost every day and manages to maintain a really athletic figure that I must admit makes her body look very attractive.
Not that we're ugly or anything. We get our share of looks too, but who are we kidding. She's the hot one of the group. Especially because she knows how to show it off. She came prepared as she wore her "barely there" tube top. This did little to cover her C cup tits and really did nothing to hide her constantly erect nipples from poking through the thin material. Of course this also allows her to show off that fantastic flat belly of hers. Yes I admit it, I'm jealous. I'd kill to have a body like her's, but she's still my friend and I can never hate her for simply looking so dame good.
Any way, back to how she looked. Her mini-skirt did every bit of justice to those tone legs of hers, and the high heels sealed the deal. She's every guy's wet dream, and every guy was trying to make their dreams come true as they asked her to dance.
None of us really care so much about the attention she was getting. As I said we love her any ways and have become used to it. We even find it a little amusing watching the guys make fools of themselves.
I could tell from the way she danced that she was getting a little turned on from all the attention. When she starts swaying those hips and rubbing up close to her dance partners, it usually means she's getting really into it. But since we were here so celebrate together, we eventually dragged her back to our table for more drinks. After all, it was girl's night out.
After a few more drinks, I began to notice this other woman staring at Jill from another table. I dismissed it at first, but her constant staring was making me curious to her intentions. She was an older woman, about 44 to 45, and fairly attractive for her age, but it was becoming apparent that she was checking Jill out.
Finally I decided to alert Jill to the staring woman. Drunkenly she looked over, then looked back at us while giggling like an idiot. We started kidding her about being wanted by a middle aged woman but she just played it off. I'd never seen Jill with another woman and didn't expect her to start. She loved men too much.
After another 20 minutes, Jill was piss drunk. We should have tried to slow her down, but she kept ordering more and more drinks and soon we all lost count of her total. Now she was completely shit faced. To get her away from more drinks, we had to take her back out to the dance floor.
As we started dancing, Jill was really going at it. I was amazed at how sensual she was moving, almost like a stripper as she undulated her hips and wiggled her breasts to the music. We tried to calm her down, warning that her tits might pop out of her top if she wasn't careful, but she was lost in her own world. There was absolutely no stopping her.
As we continued to dance, I spied within the crowd the woman who had been checking out Jill earlier. Her eyes were particularly glued to Jill as she slowly danced closer and closer to our group.
I looked over to Jill to see if she had noticed, and she hadn't. Soon the lady was right next to us and slowly pulled up behind Jill, doing her best to dance to the young crowd's music.
As my friend continued to dance, the older woman pressed her body close. Jill simply continued to dance in her drunken, unaware state.
Feeling more bold, the woman pressed even closer to the gyrating girl and even placed her hands on both of Jill's hips. I didn't know if I wanted to laugh or just keep watching. After all Jill was definitely a man hunter, not a female muncher. Yet to my ever growing surprise, Jill simply responded by pushing her hips back, dancing even closer to the woman.
As the music went from one song to the other, they just continued grinding against each. Jill even turned around and was now face to face with the woman almost double her age. Since the rest of us had encircled them, none of the other dancers noticed the two females rubbing close against each other.
For her part, the older woman had a look of complete astonishment on her face. It was obvious that she was a repressed middle aged lesbian who lusted for younger, attractive women half her age, yet never got to satisfy her need. Now it was actually happening for her as she rubbed up against the 22 year old.
As the music went on, the woman got more and more bold, touching and feeling her dance partner's body. First her hands were on her hips, then on her flexing stomach, than just below her breasts. By now Jill's tits were practically falling out of her tight tube top, and I could even see a little pink from her nipples.
When Jill began thrusting her chest towards the woman, she became more brave and actually reach up and began fondling them. Gently at first, through the tube top. I couldn't believe what I was watching. I mean my best friend was getting her tits felt up by another woman in the middle of the dance floor.
As the older woman gently squeezed and weighted Jill's breasts through the thin material, Jill was still dancing and grinding as if there was nothing out of the ordinary.