Chapter 3: Girls Night Out
Lisa finished putting her makeup on. She rarely wore any makeup but tonight called for a bit more exotic look. Her dark eyes were lined to give them an even more piercing presence and her pouty lips were painted with a rich wine colored lipstick. Lisa slithered into the sheath dress that lay across the bed. It was full length and hugged every curve of her body. The dress was simple in it's design, Lisa did not like "costumes" and dresses that had sequins, beads and anything of that nature would never be tolerated. No, she preferred classic design and simple shapes. Now, this is not saying that this dress wasn't drop dead gorgeous. It fitted to her form like it was painted on. The neckline of the dress cascaded down to reveal the hint of cleavage that the bustier provided. A simple sterling silver necklace complimented her smooth, ivory skin. A sheer wrap hung about her shoulders adding the final touch to an elegant outfit. With one last glance in the mirror and a minor adjustment to her hair she picked up her clutch purse and headed out the door to retrieve Amanda. A wicked grin crossed her ruby lips.
The elevator doors opened on Amanda's floor. Lisa was nearly knocked over by a man and wife loading luggage into the opening elevator doors. It looked like they were heading home and were arguing about flight times. They woman continued chastising her husband who had grown suddenly silent. His jaw was on the floor and his eyes were on Lisa's perfect form. He just stood there looking very much like a deer in the headlights. As Lisa walked down the hallway she heard the women yell even louder despite the closing elevator doors, she knew it was about her. Evidently she had chosen the right dress for the evening.
Room #237 was near the end of the hall. Lisa took a deep breath and knocked on the dark-wood door. Immediately the door opened and there stood Amanda. Lisa's heart almost stopped. She had only seen Amanda in the pool, no makeup, hair all wet. Now, here she was wearing the same minimal makeup that Lisa preferred and her blond hair was pulled back in a simple ponytail, held fast by a black ribbon. She was breathtaking.
"God, you look fantastic!" Amanda said. "I love that wrap!"
"Thank you." Responded Lisa; "I liked your note." With that Lisa opened her clutch and showed Amanda that she had brought the note with her.
They stood smiling at each other, each remembering that morning when they had experienced each other's body for only a short while. Seconds passed until Amanda regained her senses and invited Lisa in while she finished getting ready.
Lisa entered the small apartment and flashed back to her days in art school. Art supplies; paper and magazines were strewn across the room. An old drawing table was weighted down with colored pencils, paint brushes and little bottles of colored inks. The walls were covered with sketches and concept studies. Lisa watched Amanda finish getting ready for their night out. Light from the large windows fell across her body and lit up her blond hair. She looked amazing, such a natural beauty. Amanda had chosen an elegant mini-dress to wear this evening. Black, similar to Lisa's, but very, very short. Amanda's long, lean legs disappeared into the short dress that ended just below the finishing curve of her ass. No stockings, just bare, tan legs that glowed in the dwindling evening light. Amanda's dress complimented Lisa's, equally simple and understated but much more revealing. Amanda definitely had the body; she should show it off. Thin straps slipped sat across her lean shoulders, her large breasts pressed against the soft fabric of the dress. Amanda's arousal caused her nipples to stiffen and protest against the thin material of the dress. Amanda had forsaken all undergarments for this evening. There was no hint of a panty line, just the smooth perfection of Amanda's ass.
"Ready?" Amanda asked.
Lisa was in a trance staring at the smooth form of Amanda body. Amanda pulled her back into consciousness with a soft, wet kiss on Lisa's waiting lips. Tongues danced delicate circles around one another. Lisa reached up and cupped Amanda's large breasts; a soft moan escaped Amanda's lips as Lisa massaged her hard nipples between her fingers.
"You're going to make me too wet, " protested Amanda.
"Oh, we wouldn't want that would we?" replied Lisa.
Lisa's hand ventured under Amanda's dress and found the moist sex that was radiating intense heat. A single finger traced the outline of Amanda's sizzling cunt, finally probing soft folds. Lisa withdrew the wet finger and placed it on her tongue, tasting the erotic juices of her new lover. She closed her eyes and savored the spices of Amanda's fire.
"UmmΓ. You are so evil." Purred Amanda.
Even though Lisa had never been with another woman, she knew what drove her crazy and bet it would drive Amanda to ecstasy as well. To her it all seemed very natural; who else would know how to touch another woman other than another woman?