"Let's find someplace a little quieter," she shouted over the din of the club music.
Joy got up to leave. Vicki didn't hear Joy's shout completely and looked at Joy. Joy held out one hand to Vicki and with her other hand motioned toward the door of the club. Vicki took Joy's hand and followed.
Joy lead Vicki outside to a small alleyway. They both stood with their backs to the wall. Joy pulled her blond hair back and laughed.
"Oh, God, Vicki...I'm sorry. I haven't been here for quite a while. It's changed. It was never so hot and crowded, but shit, wasn't that some rhythm in there?"
"Yeah...left me tingly."
"Oooo...tingly, eh? Tingly where, my dear?"
Vicki smiled a slightly embarrassed smile. "Oh...someplace."
"Well, it left me downright wet!"
Before Vicki could respond to Joy's bold statement of wetness, Joy swung around so that she was just inches in front of Vicki, her hands on the wall on either side of Vicki's head.
And, Joy rapidly changed subjects.
"You really like staying home and taking care of the kids?"
"Yeah. It's nice."
"Shit! That would just kill me if I had to stay home all the time with my rug rats!"
"How many kids do you have?"
"Two. One's 5 and one's just 18 months. And I love them dearly but I don't think I could do that full time mom shit. Uh, you and Jack are pretty active aren't you?"
"What do you mean, exactly, by active?"
"Uh," Joy laughed a nervous laugh, "you know, like sex."
"Yeah," Vicki smiled broadly at Joy, "you might say we're active."
"So! What all do you do? Anything kinky?"
Vicki looked a bit stunned.
Joy looked ill at ease for just a moment.
"Shit! I'm sorry...it's the beer and the heat and the bass line and everything. You know, like, I'm a little bit stoned and really, really horny. Like, shit, you know...I am like a fuckin' bitch in heat. But, really, I'm not that..."
Vicki cut in, "Jack likes to bring other men home to have sex with me."
Joy's eyes widened slightly. "Je-sus! No shit?!! Do you like it?!"
Vicki smiled another embarassed smile and nodded. "A lot of times Scott has them tie me up and do me. It fulfills my rape fantasy."
Joy lit a cigarette, her eyes widen more. "Shit...," it was a hushed whisper. "Does he, like, uh, do it too...uh, while the guy's there?"
"Sometimes. When it's a couple of guys. They like to do me on my knees. One in my mouth and the other doggie."
Joy was now completely stunned.
Vicki arched an eyebrow and smiled at Joy. "Anything else you'd like to know? Hmmmm?"
The space between Joy and Vicki was now millimeters. Joy leaned as closely into Vicki as she could without touching her. Being taller than Vicki she bent close to her ear. "Well, now that you mention it," Joy sounded rather hesitant, a sheepish grin on her face, "like I said, you know...I'm kinda stoned and *REALLY* horny...and I guess I was wondering what would happen if I put my hand under your dress like this..."
Joy lifted the hem of Vicki's peasant dress and slid her hand up Vicki's thigh.
Vicki pressed her arms and hands back against the wall for support and tilted her pelvis toward the approaching hand.
Her head pressed back, eyes closed, lips parted.
When Joy made contact with Vicki's sex, they both gasped.
"Ohmygod...you don't have any panties on and you're so fucking wet..." Joy's voice was a hoarse whisper.
"Uh huh." Vick kept her eyes closed enjoying the sensation.
She quickly looked at Joy when the hand was withdrawn.
She started to protest.
Joy looked into Vicki's eyes and smiled a conspirator's smile. She whispered. "Wait. I'm gonna make you feel real good, lady."
Joy leaned close and kissed Vicki softly on the lips.
"Real good, baby..." Joy's hoarseness deepened and her voice trailed off. The carefree, half-stoned smile disappeared and Joy took on an intent, dazed stare.
