A friend Stacey called me up asking if I wanted to go out clubbing on Friday night. She told me that she was getting cabin fever since she stayed at home with her 7 week old baby girl and needed some adult conversation. I instantly looked forward to going out as I had slipped into a rut where I was working constantly and not letting myself indulge in fun. I laughed and told her I would love to go out.
We have a long history of having a great time when out on the town. Being ultra competitive we would compete against each other to see who got the most phone numbers and offers each night. We would also compete to see who dressed the hottest and such silly little games. It had been almost a month since I last saw her and was confident that this evening I would win easily.
Friday night finally arrived and I rushed home at 5:30 to change and prep for the night on the town. I quickly undressed, showered and put on the clothes I had selected for the night. As I looked in the mirror I thought how sexy I looked in the black mini and white blouse. Underneath I added a matching bra and panty set and thigh high's that I picked up from Victoria Secrets the day before. I grabbed my purse and keys and headed to the car, glancing once more at my image in the mirror thinking to myself that I was going to be breaking hearts tonight. I let out a little laugh as the thought entered my head.
I arrived at the club at the agreed upon time and met up with Stacey. I was shocked at how good she looked and started to think this would be a lot harder than I thought. She looked absolutely stunning. I ordered us a couple of drinks and she told me all the stories about Stephanie, her 7 week old daughter, like a typical mother will and about her husband, Keith. I found it really relaxing listening to her go on and on about the baby and the plans she had. Throughout the course of our conversation we received many offers to dance or join some men but we brushed them off and continued to catch up.
After a while some cute guys approached us and asked us to join them, being my normal self I accepted for us both and we joined them in a booth where we struck up conversation. Eventually Steven asked me to dance which I accepted and we headed to the dance floor. As we were dancing Steven kept trying to grope me and I quickly grew bored with his antics. When I glanced over at Stacey she just looked so bored. I excused myself from Mr. Touchy and headed back. I came up with some lame excuse and Stacey and I left to try and find some fun. After a while we got bored and tired of looking and decided to just grab a seat and talk. The night was turning into a bust as all the offers we were receiving did not appeal to either of us. Oh well.
After a bit two women came over and asked to join us saying they were tired of the men hitting on them and laughed saying it may be safer in a larger group. I laughed and introduced myself. After some conversation, Lynn asked if we cared to join them at another club. I asked where and they told me about a lesbian club in town. Lynn quickly explained that there are no guys interrupting and we could relax more there. I was about to decline when Stacey chimed and said "let's go."
This surprised me as Stacey is super straight laced and I would think she wouldn't be seen in a place like that. As we were getting ready to go, she told me it would be nice just to relax and not worry about impressing the guys. Then she went on to explain that she was feeling guilty talking with the guys without Keith around. I told her I understood and off we went. I drove Lynn and Stacey rode with her friend Keri.
When we got to the club I was surprised. I imagined a butch type bar with motorcycle gear and such, but it was really nice. We settled into a booth and picked up our conversation. The girls where nice though I was a little self conscious with how close Lynn was sitting next to me. I noticed how Stacey seemed to have loosened up and wrote it off as a reduction in guilt. After a bit Lynn excused herself to go to the ladies room and Keri joined her. This gave me my first opportunity in an hour or so to talk to Stacey alone.
I asked if she was having fun and she mentioned she was. The next thing I know these two black girls slide into the seats next to us and ask how we are doing. I immediately notice Stacey tense up and look uncomfortable. I answered that we are fine and were waiting for our "dates" to get back. I then notice Lynn and Keri stop in their tracks looking at us. A look of disappointment crossed Lynn's face before she turned around and walked away. The girl next to Stacey giggled a little stating that it looked like we just got stood up.
I explained to them that we are not gay, and that we were just out with some friends. The girl across from me looked unimpressed. The girl next to me was nicer and easier to talk to, the other to put it plainly scared me. After a short while the girl next to me took my hand and asked me to dance. I declined but she was having none of it as she pulled my arm until I got up. I reluctantly followed her to the dance floor, hand in hand. As we started to dance I started to relax more and decided to just enjoy myself. I glanced back at Stacey and she was sitting there talking with the other girl.
I turned my attention back on my dance partner, realizing for the first time how pretty she was. A light caramel color, with flawless skin. She wore a red blouse and white skirt that really contrasted with her legs. As I looked back up to her face I saw her smiling at me. She inquired if I like what I saw. I probably blushed a deep red as I attempted at an apology and excuse all rolled into one. She just laughed and danced a little closer to me and introduced herself to me. The song ended and I started to turn to go back to the table and Danette took my hand and said one more dance. The song that came on was by Enigma. It was a relatively slow song and she stepped in and placed her arm around me and pulled me into her, her nose almost touching my, her breath caressing my face. I stared into her brown eyes and matched her body's movements.
After a little, she turned me around and pressed her pelvis against my rear and we continued to dance with her hands wrapped around my waist. I leaned back into her and felt her lips graze against my neck. I felt her push harder against my rear and her lips made more contact against my skin. Her hands then came apart and started to move over my body, one going up the other down. The right hand went up my midriff to the bottom of my breasts, then finally on them applying pressure on my nipple. The left hand slide down to below the hem in my skirt and slide up into it from the side, fingers tracing the outline of my panties. I let out an involuntary moan as it felt so good. Then realizing what was happening I went to step away from her. Her right hand grabbed my breast and her left hand grabbed my panties to hold me in place. I turned my head and told her that this is all wrong and that I needed to get my friend and leave.
She pulled me back against her and told me to look at my friend, which I did. I stopped moving to the song as if frozen in place. Stacey was engaged in a deep passionate kiss with the girl at the table. The girls hand was visible on Stacey's crotch and Stacey was moving her hips to basically masturbate against the hand.
The girl moved her face next to mine and stated that it looks like my friend is in no rush to go anywhere. I stood there mesmerized by what I was seeing. This loyal wife and mother of a 7 week old baby girl were basically having sex in a crowded club where anyone could watch. As I scanned the room I saw plenty of people watching the show. I then felt the girl behind my apply pressure on my nipple and whisper why let my friend have all the fun. Her left hand slipped down and between my legs from behind. When her fingers touched me and started to rub my knees almost buckled.
She giggled behind me and recommended that it may be a good idea to go sit down. I was not sue I could return to the table with Stacey so engaged in such foreplay with a woman. I then realized that her I stood with a woman rubbing my crotch and playing with my right nipple in plan view of every one. Danette removed her hands and took my hand and led me to the ladies room. As we entered I was surprised at the number of women engaged in various forms of sex. Some on their knees licking other women who were standing, many locked in passionate kisses, one even having intercourse with another woman wearing a strap-on.