June and Melissa work in offices downtown and sometimes on Friday nights, when neither is doing anything else, they have an early dinner in a restaurant and go to June's house for a night of sex. They prefer going there because her bedroom is larger and has a queen size bed giving them plenty of room to really enjoy themselves. Despite their age difference, June being in her mid-thirties and Melissa usually being carded when they order wine with dinner, they are good friends and enjoy each other's company, in bed and out.
Last Friday they met at a good seafood restaurant, expecting to dine and take a cab to June's house. After ordering a bottle of white wine but while still perusing the menu, June called Melissa's attention to another woman. "Did you notice that really pretty woman by the wall over there, with the long blonde hair? She keeps looking at you like she's interested." Straight men or gay women can easily be interested in Melissa because she is a real beauty, with long, red hair, a beautiful face and a terrific figure.
"Yes, I did. She's very pretty, isn't she? And sexy. If she IS interested, do you think she would like to join us tonight?"
"I hope so. Why don't you flirt a little and see what happens? Would I love to get one of those big boobies in my mouth! Not that hers are any better than yours but variety is always nice."
"Okay. Let me know when she's looking this way."
A minute later, "She's looking."
Melissa looked over at the unknown woman and, after making eye contact, smiled prettily and brushed her hair back. The blonde smiled back and twirled a lock of hair in her finger. Melissa winked at her and the wink was returned. The pretty blonde, knowing she could expect a cordial welcome, got up to join the two friends. She spoke to Melissa first.
"Do you know, you have about the most beautiful hair I have ever seen. Now that I'm closer, I can see that you have about the most beautiful face too."
"Thanks for the compliment," Melissa replied. "But, if you look in the mirror, you'll see hair and a face just as beautiful. A great figure too."
The blonde, who really did have a great figure and a beautiful face, sat in the chair between the two friends and turned to June. "I hope you don't mind if I join you two ladies. My name is Nicole but my friends call me Nicki. I've been sitting there wondering why men are such bastards."
"Hi. We're pretty friendly so we'll call you Nicki. My name is June and this is Melissa. Surely, not all men are bastards."
"Maybe not, but the guy I'm thinking of is. He stood me up. On Friday night, yet."
"What kind of an idiot would stand up a beauty like you?" Melissa asked.
"Well, it's his loss," Nicki replied, taking the last sip of the glass of wine she had brought with her. "He's handsome but he never considers a woman's needs, if you know what I mean. Too damn many men are like that. If you don't mind my asking, what are two good-looking women like you doing here together?"
"Well, men are not the only way to go, you know," June replied, refilling Nicki's wine glass from the bottle the waiter had just left. "I know what you mean about men not considering a woman's needs. Women always consider everybody's needs, especially other women's." June also filled her own glass and Melissa's.
"I know that," Nicki answered. "I understand what you're saying. And while I was sitting there, I was thinking it might be time to expand my horizons again, back to where they were when I was in college." She took a sip of the wine. "Thanks for the wine. Did you order yet? I haven't."
"We were just about to," said Melissa. Why don't you join us for the evening, Nicki, just us three girls? And let's see what happens."
"Don't mind if I do. Let's just see what happens."
The three women ate and drank, ordering another bottle of wine when the first one ran out. June and Melissa had been sitting on opposite sides of the small, square table but both moved as close as they could to their new companion. While they ate, all three chatted about how rotten men could be and how women were so much better in every way. "And I do mean every way," Nicki emphasized.
As dinner progressed, June or Melissa occasionally laid a hand gently on their new friend's knee or thigh. Nicki giggled and made no objections to these intimacies, not even when June's hand reached under Nicki's skirt almost to her panties. "You guys are great," she said. We're going to have fun tonight."
After dinner all three women, slightly tipsy from more than the usual amount of wine, but far from being drunk, piled into the back seat of a taxi, with Nicki in the middle. After giving directions, June leaned back and slipped her arm around the back of their new friend. Melissa also had her arm around her back from the other side. Both of Nicki's arms ended up resting on the shoulders of the others, pulling all three together. June and Nicky turned to face each other and kissed soundly on the lips. When Nicki turned to face Melissa, they kissed the same way. "I really love you guys," Nicki announced. "Let's just see what comes up." All the way to June's house, there were hands gently caressing Nicki's thighs but they weren't exhibitionist enough to go any further than that in the back of a cab.
Once inside June's house, all three removed their shoes and blazers and, holding each other companionably again, headed down the hall to June's bedroom where they sat on the end of the bed. "I'm going to get some more wine," June announced and got up to go to the kitchen.
Melissa's right arm was around Nicki's back and she brought her other arm around to the front of Nicki and gently pushed on her shoulder until they were both lying back on the bed. There was no resistance and, when Melissa kissed her new friend on the lips, not only was there no resistance but Nicki kissed her back and reached her own right arm around Melissa's shoulder, pulling the two women together. Both women opened their mouths and continued kissing. Melissa's left hand slipped under Nicki's skirt, caressing the thigh that still welcomed her attentions and the hand continued upward, pushing up the skirt, until it gently rested for a few seconds on a panty-clad hip.
Nicki did not express alarm or outrage but she did break off the kiss and sit up. Melissa's hand moved from Nicki's hip to her thigh and was allowed to remain there. "You're really sweet, Melissa, and I like you a lot but I don't know if I should be doing this."
"Doing what?" June asked as she entered the bedroom with a bottle of wine and three glasses.
"Getting intimate," Nicki answered. "Melissa and I were kissing and it was fun, but I don't know if we should be doing that."
"Kissing was fun for me too and if it was fun for both of us, why shouldn't we be doing it. Did it bother you when I put my hand on your hip?"
"Not at first. It felt nice and brought back some really good memories but then I thought that maybe we shouldn't."
As June poured wine she asked, "What's wrong with bringing back really good memories?"
"Maybe nothing but maybe they should just stay memories. Until tonight, in the restaurant, when I was feeling down and I saw you two together and joined you, and I said something about horizons, I was sure I'd put that behind me. Then later, and in the cab I was less sure and when I was kissing Melissa just now and felt her hand where no woman's hand has been for a long time, I wasn't even close to being sure."