Clara part 2
I quietly put on the sexiest outfit I could find. I chose one that I knew would get all her attention. The problem was sneaking out of the house dressed like this. My husband would certainly get suspicious with my cleavage popping out of my blouse. I'm sure the tiny tight black skirt would most definitely cause him to become suspicious.
I took a long look at my reflection in the bedroom mirror. I definitely would get her attention tonight. I would probably get attention from a lot of people the way I was dressed. I just wanted someone to notice me. I hiked up my skirt and admired my clean shaven pussy, dreaming of Clara's warm tongue pressing softly inside it. I grabbed a light blue spring jacket out of the closet, doing my best to hide my outfit underneath.
My husband was snoring away on the couch when I quietly snuck out of the house. I quickly walked to Clara's car. My husband could sleep through anything, even my 40
th
birthday. I wonder if Clara knew it was my birthday tonight. All she said was she was that it was another surprise. Usually her surprises ended up with us getting naked.
I quickly opened the door to the car, and threw my jacket into the backseat. She didn't say anything. She turned to me and just stared. She gently placed her hand on my leg. Her smile was all I needed. I smiled back at her.
She turned and looked deep into my eyes, placing her soft red lips against mine. She leaned back and smiled. I couldn't believe we were doing this right in the driveway. She reached inside the console between us and placed a blindfold tightly over my eyes. I leaned back with excitement, I loved her surprises.
The car finally stopped a very slow fifteen minutes later. I could hear a lot of noise, it sounded like we were downtown. She opened the car door and held my hand. She could feel my sweaty nervous palm in her hand as we walked together. It wasn't easy walking blindfolded in heels. She gently placed her hand on my ass and squeezed it, kissing me softly behind my ear. Now she knew I wasn't wearing any underwear.
I could hear a door open, and the noise got louder and louder. Clara took the blindfold off and I was in for a really big surprise.
I could see a large neon light flashing in the corner it read 'Daisy's'. I glanced around and noticed there was not a single guy in the whole place. It was also pretty packed for a Tuesday night. There seemed to be a lot of women holding hands and making out.
Clara sat a across from me in the small booth near the bar. She could see the bewildered look on my face. "It's a Lesbian bar silly" she explained gently caressing my fingers. Well that made a lot of sense.
I paused and turned red in the face, still trying to figure this place out, "what if I get caught?" Clara smiled and tried not to laugh at my question "half the women here are cheating on their husband's"
After a few shots of tequila I finally calmed down. I wonder if Clara knew it was my birthday. The cute blonde couple making out in the corner caught my attention, and Clara caught me staring at them.
"You see what I mean?" she explained, slowly drinking her Mojito. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear "both of them are married and have kids, you're not the only one". I smiled back and her, and drank my drink a bit too fast. I leaned over and kissed her on the lips. I could taste the alcohol on her warm tongue. It was my first time kissing a woman in public.
. The music was getting louder and I was definitely enjoying the fuzziness of the alcohol. Something about this place felt so comfortable. I was finally able to just be myself. Maybe I really was more in women or maybe it was just Clara. Clara started begging me to dance with her. I hated dancing because I was never any good at it. It took a few shots of tequila and she coaxed me on the dance floor, pulling my tipsy body with her.
I held my hands on her hips as her body swayed back and forth to the heavy techno beats. She was so incredible at dancing. The energy on the dance floor was crazy. Every single person in the bar was on the dance floor. Some held hands, some made out and some just grinded together.
We started making out passionately in middle the dance floor. I could taste the alcohol on her warm tongue. She squeezed my ass tight and pulled my body against hers. Her ass looked so good in those tight leather pants, I had to grab it. My ass was big and thick, hers was cute and tiny. I knew the skirt I was wearing would draw her to me.
She spun me around and stood behind me. She slowly slid her hands up and down my body as we danced to the music. She gently squeezed my breasts through my blouse as she kissed me on the neck. I wanted to tell her stop, I could feel so many eyes gawking at our hot bodies. I turned my neck back to her and kissed her. I was really starting to get into the groove.
Suddenly the music stopped, and a spotlight shone on the small stage near the bar. "I heard it's somebody's birthday today" the emcee proclaimed over the speakers. I turned red with embarrassment, still flustered from Clara touching me all over.
There were hundreds of people in the place, and now all the attention was on me. I was terrified someone would see me here. The place fell silent and the dreaded emcee continued "Ladies, you know what happens when it's somebody's birthday?"
All the lights in the bar went out, except the spotlight shining on the stage. The whole bar erupted in chants, "Special Cake! Special Cake! Special Cake!" whatever this special cake was these ladies really seemed to like it. Clara put the blindfold back on me and whispered in my ear "have fun birthday girl".
Someone led me to the stage, and sat me down on a small wooden chair. She tied my hands together behind my back to the chair. The whole bar was still cheering and clapping. I could feel a warm body rubbing up against me. She took the blindfold off me, and I turned completely red.
A beautiful blonde woman was rubbing up against me. All she was wearing was a pair of red lace panties. She rubbed her massive naked breasts against my face, sticking her hard nipples in and out of my mouth. I wasn't sure what to. I wanted to touch her breasts so bad but my hands were tied. I glanced over at Clara she had such a big smile on her pretty face.
The whole place erupted in song. "Happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you!" I was turning redder and redder. Clara walked on stage holding a small piece of cake on a plate, with a lit sparkler in it. Clara took the cake and spread it all over the half naked blonde's breast. The bar exploded into cheers again "Eat the cake! Eat the cake!"
The blonde girl straddled me on the chair. I ate the cake off her supple breasts, as she teased them in and out of my mouth. The pretty blonde smiled and licked some cake off my lips, finally untying me. I grabbed her ass and pulled her towards me, licking ever last bit of cake off her breast and hard nipples. The place went berserk as the topless blonde walked me off the stage. I was still red in the face with embarrassment.
Finally, the spotlight was off me. The music was back to normal. I was so embarrassed but truthfully it was pretty fun. I liked having all these hot women staring at me in my sexy outfit. Once everyone started dancing again, Clara led me to a dark corner in the bar. Clara pushed me up against the back wall. She knew I wanted a break from the attention. "I'm so sorry about all that" she whispered in my ear. I kissed her on lips and didn't say anything, still red with embarrassment.
She kissed me again, and reached her hand between my legs. I couldn't believe we were doing this with all these people around. But then again, they also just saw me eat cake off another girl's naked tits. She reached up higher and gently stroked my pussy. "Wow, you shaved" she whispered in my ear.
She placed her hand over my mouth, and her finger drew circles on my wet clit. I smiled and kissed her lips again. She grabbed my hand and gently pushed it up inside her shirt. I couldn't believe she wasn't wearing a bra. I squeezed her breasts through shirt and toyed with her nipples making them hard. She gently pushed her fingers in and of me but we had to stop because people started moving around the dance floor. We grabbed each other's hips and pretended were just dancing.