Days later Melanie feels things are getting too serious. It was all about animalistic desire for sex, she knew she wasn't a lesbian, she liked cock. It just so happened the only thing having her cumming at this point in time had a cunt. She was always submissive to people by nature, she was very shy and agreeable.
She wondered if Nicola was getting things mixed up, and thought they could be a couple, something Melanie would never be able to live with because people would look and judge if she was in a lesbian relationship.
She did however like a good night out and always let the steam off when on a night out. She agreed to try a gay club and see what it would be like, after all, Nichola's pussy seemed to be calling the shots recently.
They got the train into the city, planning on getting the last one back home around 12 at night. They were both dolled up. They had agreed to play the part of 2 straight friends just having a good night, and they heard this club was a fun atmosphere. This way they wouldn't be hounded by butch dykes, and also would feel no pressure to feel each other up if they were uncomfortable doing so with others around.
They entered the bar, Nichola going in first and forcing her confidence, (something she has gotten used to doing where Melanie is concerned).
As Nichola confidently strides into the gay club, Melanie follows closely behind, trying to emulate her friend's self-assured demeanor. The atmosphere is electric, with colorful lights and pulsating music filling the air. Nichola immediately starts scanning the room, taking in the diverse crowd of people - some couples dancing intimately, others laughing and chatting at tables. She turns to Melanie with a smirk, "See? It's just like any other bar... but gayer." She chuckles, leading Melanie to an empty high table near the dance floor.
The girls have a few drinks, enjoying their night, laughing at a lot of things around them, they have brief chats with other people when Melanie catches someone's eye, a young woman, she was overly confident, and cocky. She looked absolutely sensational, could have the pick of the room. She walks over to Melanie and Nichola.
She says, "Hi, I love your top." Staring at Melanie, barely giving Nichola a glance.
"Thanks haha." Melanie laughs.
The young woman says "I'm Abbey" giving her hand to Melanie.
Melanie takes her hand and says "I'm Melanie and this is my friend Nichola."
Abbey laughs" yeah I thought you were friends, can't feel the electricity. So are you just here for a good time or are you on the prowl?"
Nichola fires back "just having fun."
Abbey laughs again "yeah, me too, although I will take whatever to be honest, I'm as open as they come, no pun intended."
Nichola rolls her eyes at Abbey's forwardness, taking another sip of her drink. Abbey continues to focus her attention on Melanie, ignoring Nichola's presence entirely.
"So Melanie, are you single?" Abbey asks, leaning against the table and crossing her arms under her breasts.
Melanie hesitates, looking at Nichola briefly before answering, "Yeah, I am..."
Abbey grins mischievously, "Good to know. You're really cute, I bet you'd be fun..."
Melanie goes red with embarrassment. She's been chatted up by women before, even a couple of lookers, but no-one like this. This young thing is an absolute bombshell, stunning. Melanie wonders why she is chatting someone up who is 35. She figures Abbey is at least 15 years younger.
Nichola laughs, almost spitting her drink out "Aren't you confident for such a young 'un!"
Abbey laughs confidently, "Is that supposed to be an insult? Because if you want to know if my confidence translates to other areas..." She trails off, letting her eyes cruise over Melanie's body suggestively.
Nichola feels a flash of unwanted jealousy, hating how clearly Abbey wants Melanie. "And I might be young, but I can handle myself just fine... sexually speaking." She winks at Melanie, who's now bright red with embarrassment. "Plus, isn't it every older woman's fantasy to corrupt a sweet innocent thing like me? and I'm 20 just in case you were wondering."
Melanie couldn't believe what was happening, if this was a guy she would be disgusted, and thinking what a little chanser he is. But here she is, listening to a girl talking about her sexual confidence, while devouring Melanie with her eyes. She would never admit it to Nichola. But right now she wants to be riding Abbey's pretty face and choking her out. Melanie says "yeah I'm an oldie, you'd break me haha, go find someone your own age and go have fun."
Abbey chuckles mischievously, "Oh, I don't want someone my own age, they're boring and immature. I like my women... experienced. Like you probably are, under that shy exterior." She leans in closer to Melanie, lowering her voice, "And I bet you're not as breakable as you look..." She straightens up, "Plus, age is just a number, right? And from where I'm standing, you look pretty fit for your age."
Melanie laughs "behave."
Nichola adds "we need to head soon anyway."
Abbey tuts "Ok I'll promise to behave, I'll bring my friends over and we can have a drink together, where are you guys staying? How are you getting home?"
