The club was crowded with colorfully costumed partiers living it up on this hot and sultry Halloween. Lisa, Tanya and myself were behind the bar trying to keep up with the drink orders, each of us dressed for the occasion. It’s Lisa’s club, and she has made it a tradition to have the most outrageous, sexy celebrations each Halloween. This year, true to her usual flamboyant style, Lisa chose to dress as a Dominatrix in a leather halter bustier, thigh high fish net stockings, and leather thigh high stiletto boots. To finish it off she has a six-foot long whip tucked into the belt of her bustier.
On any one else this outfit would look ridiculous on Lisa it looked fabulous. She attracts comment all the time, no matter what she is wearing. She is almost angelic looking with her long blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes but any and everyone who knows her knows she is no angel.
Tanya was at the other end of the bar wearing a very tiny nurse’s outfit, the white of the silky material beautiful against her dark skin. Her beautiful long legs were encased in white fishnets stockings and on her feet she wore red stiletto heels. Her dark eyes flash each time she takes an order; I swear that woman gets more tips than any other barmaid in town.
Then there is me. I have my own business, but when Lisa has a busy night at the bar, I will pitch in and help behind the bar - and there is no busier night of the year than this. She is my closest friend, and this bar is my second home. So there I was that night, standing between them in a little red silk dress, red thigh high fish net stockings, black stiletto heel on my feet and to top it off, a pair of devil horns on my head.
During one of the rare breaks when the crush at the bar was more manageable - Lisa had booked a really great band, and people were dancing and singing along to some classic rock songs - Lisa came over to me and mischievously pressed her mouth to my ear. She tried to whisper, but the place was so loud she almost had to shout.
‘Jess, that is the perfect costume for you, because you are both sexy and devilish.’
I winked slyly at her and continued drawing Coors for the guys in front of me, who were looking at me like they agreed with Lisa. As I served them, I looked out across the club at the crowded dance floor. For the first time that night, I saw this party was getting a little wild - though that is no surprise in Lisa’s club. She lives for wild and wanton parties and this is nothing less than I would expect of her. If it wasn’t for the fact that several prominent local businessmen are among her best customers, I am sure the place would have been raided years ago!
I feet Lisa’s leather clad body brush mine as she moved behind me to reach for some bourbon on the shelf at my back. I was grinning; I knew she had done it on purpose. When I took the money for the Coors, I turned and pinched her ass before she could escape back to the other end of the bar. We both laughed, and she blew me a kiss that was so blatant it had the customers at the bar whooping for more.
A little later, I happened to see that something on the dance floor had captured Tanya’s attention. I took a look to see what had her so transfixed, and caught sight of two men and a woman in the beginning stages of a hot threesome. The two men had the woman trapped between them one on his knees devouring her while the other was behind her impaling her on his cock.
I turned back to watch Tanya and smiled as her beautiful face lit up with the arousal she was feeling from the show on the floor. I knew she was extremely turned on by the trio on the dance floor, imagining, as I was, what they would do when they left Lisa’s club and rushed to the guy’s apartment. The thought of it caused my own wetness to flow between my thighs.
I felt cool leather pressed against my bare skin of my back. Lisa was depositing some cash into the register, but I saw that she had been watching the show too. I turned my head even more, my eyes locked on her full ripe lips. Her eyes glittered. I slowly moved my head in towards hers my tongue slowly sliding over her bottom lip, my eyes moving up to hers. There was a wicked gleam in her eyes that I knew was mirrored in mine.
Someone was bawling out an order, but the regulars silenced him. They know how these moments work at Lisa’s. A smile on my lips, I turned so I was facing her, my hands instinctively moving up her arms slowly to the straps of her bustier, my mouth pressing harder to hers. She allowed my tongue to slide between her lips, and I tasted her, drinking the deliciousness that is Lisa - far more exotic and satisfying than anything else she served. My fingers trailed back down her arms taking the bustier with them, freeing her small perky tits. Our tongues sliding and tangling, I feel her soft hands on my shoulders pulling the straps of my dress slowly down freeing my own heavy breasts.