It was a foolish bet. Patricia should have known she couldn't walk the curb to the end of the block, after they had been partying for a few hours, but they were giggling and she was carefully putting one foot in front of the other when Teri offered... an evening in Patricia 's absolute control if she could continue to the end of the block without falling off, and an evening with her in Teri's control if she couldn't. It was an enticing thought... to have her tall slim girlfriend do whatever she bid. She almost made it, too, but let her mind wander to the possibilities, caught her toe and off she went.
Teri and Patricia had been friends since high school, lovers since college, and nothing felt as completely erotic as time spent teasing each other, especially doing risky things. So, as she buttoned her scoop necked sleeveless top, a shorty, light blue and thin cotton number that hung deliciously over her very full and very naked breasts, she tingled a little in anticipation of what was to come. She looked in the mirror, and saw her long dark hair caressing her shoulders, her trim waist, bare navel flirting with all to see, a very short denim skirt also with buttons, and lovely muscular legs, trim and firm, thighs suggestively wide, 4" black heels, and a slight flush in her face. She knew it came from the sexy way she felt, braless, with the tiniest white lace thong under her skirt. Her butt cheeks felt sexy against the denim fabric as she stepped to her dresser, sprayed a tiny bit of Eternity between her breasts and under her ears, and slyly left the top button undone, allowing the sensuous curve of the tops of her breasts to show.
Teri waited on the couch, smiling to herself, and putting the last of 8 numbered instructions into Patricia's purse. She couldn't know that she would use them all, but there were several that she knew would cause them both huge pleasure... in anticipation, in daring, in the thrill that they both loved. Patricia was bound by her bet to open the instructions as Teri flashed her numbers across the room, and to follow each, regardless of the situation. It gave Teri surges of excitement in her tummy, and she knew Patricia was feeling similar jolts, not knowing just how far she would have to go.
As they drove the wide street to the dance club they were to visit, Teri wondered if she had dressed too provocatively herself. After all, she wanted to watch the action tonight, not be the center of attention. But she agreed to dress as Patricia wanted, just as Patricia wore what Teri instructed. So Teri looked down at her own silky buttoned top, short sleeved with a loose collar, unbuttoned and cut to be open almost to between her breasts. She wasn't braless, but she might as well have been, as her 32b cone shaped breasts rode high on a white lace shelf bra, her nipples poking insolently at the fabric of her blouse, and showing clearly in the cool evening air.
Her top was untucked, waist length, lavender above a black miniskirt that was way too short to sit without almost showing all the way to her crotch. She, too, was wearing a thong... white nylon that contrasted with her tanned legs, and she felt the thong slide wickedly into the groove between her asscheeks as she shifted in the car. Patricia's hand casually stroked her thigh as they drove, and at stoplights they leaned over to kiss, a little nervously, but with tremendous excitement. Patricia could feel dampness already creeping along her passage, gathering in her pussy, and wondered if she could keep it under control.
In the parking lot they nuzzled their noses and tasted each other's mouths for a moment before going in. They let their hands wander to each other's nipples, fingers finding the hard nubs through their clothing, just teasing themselves up a little, gathering courage, and enjoying the wild feelings. "One last chance, lover," Teri offered. "If we go for it, you are my toy, and will do whatever I say while we are there. "
"It was a fair bet, Teri, and I'm yours to control, my sweet," Pat replied in a low whisper. "May it excite you more than ever. " Pat could feel her heart racing at the thought of what she might be asked to do, and wanted so much to do it well, to do it right for Teri. "I am ready my love... command me. "
They found the club typically filled, smoky, loud and raucus, with a number of couples dancing, many others standing on the perimeter of the dance floor, many seated around various tables that completed three sides of the room with the walk up bar long and busy along the fourth side of the room. A live band was slightly elevated at one end, and a projector flashed sensual colorful waving shapes on the large wall at the opposite end. Teri found a table in one corner, away from the band and opposite the bar, where she could watch. She directed Patricia to an empty seat at the bar, and whispered "Number 1. " The first of the numbered papers in Pat's small shoulder strap purse simply directed Pat to order a drink, lift her glass slightly at Teri, and consume it in a gulp. Pat did as directed, and silently reprimanded herself for not eating something before coming. She knew as the warmth spread through her tummy that the light giddy feeling of a little alcohol would further open her inhibitions, and she smiled inwardly.
