Our friends Melissa and Claire made it out to the Cape for the weekend and we had such a good time together. They've become like our sisters quite literally and it's so easy and comfortable to hang out, cook together, share quiet moments with and just have fun. Claire and I are sister soul mates though she's quite different from me. She has a very quiet and conservative side whereas I'm more outgoing and definitely not very conservative. However, we compliment each other. She's very fem and stunningly beautiful though she dresses to hide her figure so her shyness is a bit mousy. Every time we're together I'm the one getting her to wear make-up and unbuttoning a button or two on her blouse, and she's the one telling me I should leave more to the imagination by wearing longer skirts or not unbuttoning another button on my blouse or sundress for more cleavage. Hey, I'm not fantastically well endowed up top so I like to show off a little more skin. Anyway, Cate and Melissa are best buds from grade school and have all that history behind them and it's so fun to watch how Cate changes when Mel is around. Cate is by no means "butch" or "butchy", although she is most certainly less a "fem" than I am. Let's just say for arguments sake that Cate is the more dominant in our relationship.
Anyway, seeing Cate's personality color just a little bit more to the "butch" side when Melissa is around, tends to be a real turn on for me. Claire and I talked about this always happening when they visit, and Claire has been giving me these tips on being with a dominant "butch" and how I would act. Things like hanging on their arm when out, and being the "wife", deferring to them in conversations and the "kept gaze" as Claire calls it, which is when you spend a lot of time gazing over at your partner as though they're the only one and you're so happy it's you on their arm.
So, where's all this leading? Well, Sunday night our gay friends in P-Town were having a party and we decided to go rather than stay in on their last night. We had a fabulous time, and I really got into the "kept fem" act with Cate for a while and Claire and Mel met some old friends. We danced and had a little too much wine and all went back to our place very late. We said good night over a last glass of wine in the kitchen and Cate and I went upstairs to our bedroom.
"You were amazingly sexy tonight Nikki, what's up?" Cate asked me, "I thought I was with Claire once or twice."
"Well, I don't know Kay, but whenever I see you with Mel, you always seem to change a little "butch" you know, and Claire and I have been discussing it off and on and she's been telling me about being a "kept fem" you know." I said, "And, anyway I find it's a real turn on when I see you like that."
"Oh, really?" Cate smiled, "Why don't you get ready for bed sweetie and I'll use the bathroom down the hall."
With that she smiled and I could see a kind of wicked glint in her eyes as she turned and left the room. I was a bit tipsy and definitely excited by that look so I brushed my teeth and changed into my camisole and my boxers. I was just pulling up my bottoms when Cate stuck her head round the door.
I looked up inquisitively, "Hey baby, aren't you coming in?" "What's up?" She was just smiling.
"Nothing's up sweetie, but why don't you wear that sexy little chemise you have?" She said very huskily.
"Ok, for you!" I whispered back at her, "You coming to bed now?"
"Not quite yet Nikki, you go ahead and I'll be back in two shakes." And she disappeared behind the door. I heard the creaking as she walked back down the hall.
I got my "sexy little chemise" just a simple silk slip with lace on the neckline and the hem, put it on and got on the bed with my wine. I actually fidgeted around trying to look sexy for when Cate returned. I lit the candles around the head of the bed and was sipping wine when Cate came through the door. I choked on the wine and would have burst out giggling if I hadn't been trying to get a breath. Something that we hadn't done in a long long time just came into the room.
