I was about 25 at the time this happened, and living in England. This story is true, as I remember it, and the only change has been names to protect me from the guilty! Enjoy!
Typical bloke, I was always on the look out for a fresh "victim" for my charms. In typical male fashion I considered myself something of a Lothario, and as such took chances that maybe some others would not have taken with women.
This particular Sunday, had been pretty much like any other..get up at 11:30 and immediately walk down to my local pub which (as all pubs did in UK at the time) opened at 12 noon. The objective was to get as much beer down my neck, in the allotted 2 hours of Sunday lunchtime opening.
The place was always packed as there was a resident folk band playing. Hanging out near the bar, I chatted with plenty people and kept on drinking. As the session wore on, the talk inevitably got around to where we go after the pub. Frequently someone would have a party going on in the afternoon, mostly to escape the boredom of Sunday afternoons.
Some guy, who I knew by sight, suggested we go to the Rugby club, as they had a game on, and the bar would be open..great! As we were chased out of the place by the "ugly lights" we all piled into cars, and crossed town.
Getting into the club was easy as it turned out the mastermind behind this scheme was bars manager at a local night club. Most of the rugby players were bouncers for him at some time or another.
I had split up with a psycho girlfriend about 4 or 5 months previous, and was hot for any sort of action right now.
Looking around the place there seemed to be plenty of fanny, but not knowing who was here with a giant bloke on the rugby field, we were all being a little cautious to say the least.
I spotted a girl who I had seen in the bar earlier, and got talking to her, she joined our group, and was the topic of many lewd comments from 6 or 7 drunken horny guys, but she seemed able to cope with it all.
After a while several of the others wandered off to other parties etc. leaving me, this bars manager guy (who I will call Ben) and the girl (Penny).
The talk began to mellow a bit as there were less of us, and the subject of Fantasies came up, when Penny, out of the blue, announced that she had always fancied trying it with another girl. Naturally I pounced on this opener, and tried to draw her out a bit.
It appeared that she would only consider it, if the other girl had never done it before either....the thought of being seduced by a fully committed lesbian scared the crap out of her. As she talked I had a burst of inspiration.......the psycho ex-girlfriend had said something similar once.....perhaps.......
Quick I said, someone give a 10p for the phone. I quickly dialed her number and she answered on the second ring. Hi Corrie, I said, what are you up to this afternoon? It must have been obvious that I had been drinking heavily by my voice, but she just asked what i had in mind. Without any pre-amble (thanks Joshua Tetley) I told her to jump in the bath, as we would be picking her up in an hour to fulfill one of her fantasies.
I put the phone down before she had time to argue, and returned to the table to break the glad tidings to Ben and Penny. (who incidentally were playing tonsil hockey like their lives depended on it.)
Feeling a bit like a spare part while he had his hand up her jumper, and she was squirming around on his knee, I explained my cunning plan.
Ben was totally up for it, but didn't believe a word of what I said had happened with Corrie, Penny however was horrified and jumped up making a scene about pervy blokes etc. I grabbed her and sat her on my knee and explained a bit more about the fact Corries fear of "Lesbians" was the same as hers. She started to relax and told Ben he had better get her drunk quick!