Jill took a sip of her club soda and let her eyes gaze around the room, stopping occasionally when someone caught her interest. She still wasn't sure what she was supposed to be looking for and leaned closer to Lori to be heard above the music.
"How about the blonde over by the bar?" she shouted in to Lori's ear.
Lori shook her head and leaned closer to Jill's ear. "No, I don't think so. Seems more interested in the guy action. She's probably not a hotel quest. See the jacket on her chair?"
Jill watched her intended target for a while. Yes, there was a jacket draped over the back of her chair and her eyes were focused on the guys hanging near the bar. "Damn it," she thought to herself. ""Was the right couple or lady going to come up to them with a sign that read 'Yes, hotel quest and interested in passionate affair with two bi women'.
It had been so many years since she had been inside a club and at the moment, she was suffering from sensory overload. The darkness of the room pierced by bright lasers and swirling spotlights, the music pounding into her ears, and swarm of people milling around the bar and dance floor had her mind racing without focus. But Lori had assured her that the Wind and Tides hotel was the place for them to find the action along the Jersey coast.
"Let's dance," Lori shouted into her ear. "I don't want to sit here all night waiting."
"But it's a slow song," Jill protested.
"I know. I'll lead, I'm taller." Lori grabbed Jill's hand and walked her to the dance floor. The floor was crowded with couples and Jill immediately noticed that they were not the only women dancing. She relaxed and let Lori guide her as they held each other close, moving to the rhythms of the song.
"There's a couple sitting behind you that looks promising," Lori whispered.
Jill took her head off of her shoulder and asked, "Which one? How can you tell?"
"The red head with the hubby who looks like a tall Drew Carey. She hasn't taken her eyes off of us and it's a look of fascination not disgust. Let's see if there's interest. When I turn my back to them, grab my ass and pull up my dress a little."
They spun around slowly, allowing Jill a brief glimpse before Lori's shoulder cut off her view. "She's very pretty by what I could see. Damn, I wish you weren't so tall. I want to see how she reacts," Jill complained.
"We'll know soon enough, and if I'm not mistaken, you love my long legs," Lori teased. "OK, pull up the dress."
Jill let her hand slip from Lori's waist and began to caress her ass, pulling the short, black dress higher as she did.
"Jesus, she can probably see your bare ass at this point," Jill whispered.
Lori laughed, "Good! Can't catch a fish without some bait."
Jill shook her head and placed it on Lori's shoulder. She let her mind focus on the warmth of her lover's embrace. It didn't really matter to her if they found anyone. Just being here, holding her close as they swayed to the music was enough for Jill. But she knew Lori needed excitement and adventure, as all young people do. And Jill had to admit; the thought of a threesome did excite her.
When the song ended, they broke off their embrace and walked hand in hand to their table. Jill gave Lori a quick kiss. "mmmm..... that was nice."
"I know," Lori answered. "It just feels so good being able to hold and touch you and not worry who is watching." She glanced across the room. "Whoa, I think the big fish is coming to the boat."
Jill turned and saw the red head's husband walking toward the table. She had only caught a quick glimpse before and was pleasantly surprised to see that he was a fairly good -looking man. About 40 years old, she guessed, 6'2", 200lbs or so. She giggled to herself, 'He did look a little like a tall Drew Carey with his reddish-blonde hair, beard and glasses.'
"Excuse me, ladies," he said, nervously holding out his hand to Jill. " I'm Scott, and my wife over there, that's Vickie. I hope I'm not being too bold if I ask if we could join you for a drink."
Jill shook his hand lightly and smiled, "No, we wouldn't mind at all. We were hoping to meet some nice people tonight. Please, have your wife come over."
He waved for his wife to join them. Jill noticed Lori's stare as Vickie came toward them. She was an attractive woman who looked to be around her husband's age. She was uncomfortable walking across the floor alone and hurried to her husband's side. Her slender, 5'4" frame seemed even smaller when she stood by him. To Jill, she didn't appear to be a likely candidate for wild sex. She wore a conservative, floral print dress that looked as if it was designed to reveal little of the wearer's figure. Her white stockings and low pumps didn't exactly scream 'Fuck me!' But Jill knew that something had captured Lori's desire. She hadn't taken her eyes off of her cute, girlish face and curly red hair since she stood to join them.
"Ladies, this is Vickie, ahh....." he stammered, realizing he had not gotten their names.
Jill rescued him by extending her hand to his wife. "Hello, Vickie. I'm Jill and this is my friend, Lori. Please sit down. Let's order some drinks."
Lori stood and pulled a chair for Vickie to sit beside her as Scott settled his big frame next to Jill. Jill came to the rescue again to break an awkward silence.
"Well, are you two vacationing here at the hotel?" she asked.
"Why yes, yes we are," Scott replied. "We're from Kansas. Believe it or not, we've never been to the ocean. I had a couple of weeks vacation coming so we figured we ship the kids off to grandmom's place and have ourselves a little romantic getaway. I heard this was a great place to relax and have fun. How about you two, you on vacation?"
