She was standing at the bar in a white leather mini skirt and a hot pink bikini top. She looked to be about 22, with long blonde hair. She was maybe 5’6” with a body most women would die for. She looked to be around a 34c, with a flat tummy and a perfect butt. I‘d known girls in high school and college that had experiences with other girls, but I never felt that way, and hadn’t wanted to try anything of that nature. That is, until now. Just looking at her stirred feelings inside of me that I never knew existed. This girl was mesmerizing, and she had a look about her that screamed SEX. She caught me looking at her a couple of times, and she smiled at me. Even her smile was exciting.
I quickly finished my drink and ordered a couple of Kamikazes. I couldn’t believe how I was feeling towards this girl. What was I thinking? I took the two shots and closed my eyes trying to block out the thoughts I was having. When I looked up, she was gone! I was saddened and relieved at the same time, because I felt that an opportunity had slipped away that would never again come to pass. But, at least she wasn’t there to tempt me. I settled back into my chair, and was about to order another drink, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and there she was! She put out her hand and introduced herself.
“Hi, I’m Bridget” she said smiling, “what’s yours?”
“Lisa” I said, shaking her hand and trying not to stammer.
“May I buy you a drink?” She asked.
“Sure” I replied, and she sat down next to me.
She told me that she had seen me walk in, and that she had to meet me. I was stunned. I had never been approached by another girl before, and I found it very exciting, but it also made me nervous. She asked me what I was doing tonight, and I told her that I was just unwinding from a very hard week at work, and that I had even had to work until 4:00 today. We talked for about an hour about our careers and what we liked and disliked, and how much we both enjoyed shopping and going out.
We were both drinking Vodka Collins with Kamikaze chasers, and over the last hour we had become quite drunk. I could feel my inhibitions draining away as time went by. Bridget seemed to be taking every opportunity to touch me. When she first did it, I almost jumped out of my skin, because I was so attracted to her. After a few drinks, I found myself wanting her to touch my hand, my arm, my leg, or anything else she wanted. The more I looked at her the more I wanted to be with her. I was also taking opportunities to touch her and make her aware of what she was doing to me.
The conversation eventually turned to dating and sex. Now I was really getting worked up. She told me about this guy she had dated for 2 years, and that he had recently left her for someone else. She went into great detail about how great the sex was, but that it had been a superficial relationship, and that inside she knew it would never last. I told her that my dating experiences hadn’t been much better. I explained that most of the guys I had been with were looking for one thing. Even though it was enjoyable, it never lasted long enough to be truly satisfying. I even told her I had become quite accomplished at taking care of myself.
Holding my hand and looking me right in the eyes, she told me that her last relationship had left her cold towards men, and that she had found much more enjoyment with women. “Did I just hear that?” I thought to myself. In my drunken state, I thought I’d imagined it. That is until I felt her hand rubbing up and down my thigh. She seemed to be very interested in me, and I was very interested in her. My inhibitions were just about gone now, and my brain was giving in to the lust Bridget was generating inside of me. She leaned over to me and whispered in my ear,
“So, are you going to let me have my way with you or what?”
I was shocked at her being so forward, but in the state I was in, it was perfect. I don’t think I needed much more seducing anyway. I was already more aroused than I ever remember being in my 26 years. I leaned over to her and said, “Oh God yes!”
With a very sexy look on her face, and in somewhat of a slurred voice, she said, “Then what the hell are we still doing here?”
She took my arm and led me out to the parking lot. I told her that I was in no condition to drive. She told me that she would drive because she lived just down the street, and that she could make the trip blindfolded. When we got to her car, she grabbed me and pushed me against the passenger door. She pressed her body to mine and kissed me deeply. Her bare leg slid between my thighs as her hands worked their way around my back. She pressed her lips to mine and her hot tongue entered my mouth. Our tongues were dueling in this very deep, passionate kiss. My mind was spinning, and my body was on fire. I had never before experienced such lustful desire.