"But?"
"I mean, I'm sorry. I couldn't help but picture that when you were saying those things." Amy laughed closing her hand on her mouth. "Don't get angry but it was a hot sight." she laughed again.
Megan blushed. She probably was ashamed but Amy believed that something else was also causing that blush.
Just when Megan was ready to say something about this, her friends showed up.
After a fake subtle cough, she introduced them to Amy. Two of her friends were a lesbian couple and they didn't go away with the others. The tipsy, misfit one made a remark, saying something like "Well done, Meg! I'm glad you found the right path."
Before Meg or Amy could reply, she looked at Amy, gave her a once-over and said "Bull's eye!"
Megan looked at Amy to see her blush, instead of protesting. Amy looked at Megan shyly and saw her face turning red too, with an uneasy smile. It was interesting for the couple to see both not doing anything but shyly smiling at each other.
When Amy was telling this part, I hated Megan. This sounded too real, like a brand-new affection was sprouting up. There was no trace of a plan of Amy's, she probably forgot the plan at that moment.
The naughty girl's partner said "You deserved a nice rant because of your manners but it seems that you inspired them, let's leave the love birds alone." trying to make Megan and Amy even more nervous.
Those lesbians were both misfits, apparently.
Meg and Amy looked at them, trying to hold their laughter, with a fake anger, a response which was obviously too late. Meg said "Get lost you dykes!" and they all started to laugh. The couple stayed with Amy and Meg, served them a new round of cocktails to apologize and spent more time with them. Time to time, they were joyfully needling them with that sensitive subject but not making them uncomfortable.
The spot they were standing was a dark corner. They could see each other clearly but they were in a position that it was hard for other guests to see them.
At times, the couple were snuggling to each other too much and kissing each other with gentle but lingering kisses. At such times, Amy and Megan were standing silent, trying to act as if they were watching people around, playing with the glasses in their hands.
Amy was wondering what Megan thought. She wasn't thinking about the effect of their previous conversation, because the lesbian couple made them enter a different zone. She really was feeling into Megan, to explore things with her. She almost forgot her plans and everything.
In all such silent times, they found each other looking at the other. When they did, they both blushed, smiled and turned their heads away. The lesbians were aware of this shy 'mating game' and they were increasing their intimate acts on purpose.
As alcohol started to do its magic, one of the girls started to bite the other's ear lobe gently, while whispering things to her.
Amy didn't want to give me much detail on how she was feeling but she let slip the words 'the sight was intoxicatingly arousing'. I wondered if she ever felt 'intoxicatingly aroused' for me.
At that ear biting scene, Amy noticed that Megan was biting her lower lip. She wasn't sure if she was doing this expecting Amy to see her doing it or if it was unconscious. But either way, Amy knew that Megan wanted this too. Amy found it interesting that a sex driven girl as herself could only reach that actual state in about a month's time but Megan reacted quickly and she was more or less at the same state. Either she wasn't that far from sexual thoughts as I told Amy or she already had some thoughts about other women. She thought that might be because of spending time with her lesbian friends a lot and not making a big deal out of such things.
Amy already accepted that she was turned on and she was keen on going for it too. Listening to such things weren't easy for me. I always thought that I never would be jealous to see Amy having sex with another woman, it was physical and they were both women. But her mind and heart, I never could share those with someone else. What she was telling me sounded more than physical.
Also, this part reminded me of my nightmare, her betrayal. I tried to compare each option to see which one bothered me the most. Her physical betrayal without involving her heart and mind or the possibility of her feeling attracted to Megan. It was the physical one, of course, there was no need to philosophize. Nothing could top that pain for me. Nothing she did with a woman could.
Anyway, they both were feeling the attraction in the air and the lesbian couple helped the subject seem not-so-abnormal as it would be an hour ago. But they both were straight and they both didn't have any idea on how they would feel about it the next day or during it was happening, if something happened. They were both frightened.
Then something happened, the lesbians separated from each other, they moved forward quickly and put a little but a real kiss on Amy and Megan's lips. That was what she was whispering to her partner's ear. She probably wanted to catalyze things for them.
They all laughed after that but Megan and Amy were laughing a bit hysterically. And Megan saw that Amy was licking her lips when she looked at her, looking right back at her. At that moment Amy was determined. She wanted Megan. She wanted her without pretexts and hidden agendas.
As she became certain, she became more natural. She didn't have to act or plan anything, she wanted someone, that someone was into her and she would go with the flow. She stopped worrying that it was a woman she was going for. Megan's being a woman was the reason Amy wanted this.
She wanted to kiss Megan but she was the real Amy now. She wasn't planning but her instincts made her be cautious about control issues. Amy stood there, looked directly in Megan's eyes and bit her lip. She was telling her that she wanted her but she wasn't going to make the move. She was standing strong, looking determined. But shy.
The lesbian couple froze at this sight. They couldn't take their eyes off Amy. They looked like they both wanted to kiss Amy. The one that kissed Megan turned to her partner and loudly said "You lucky, lucky dog!" while her partner was unconsciously licking her lips herself before responding with a lower voice "She is a predator, poor and lucky Megan."
They both looked at Amy again and to each other, Amy noticed them nodding, to approve to each other. They probably knew this look on Amy, they knew she wasn't as naive as she looked; she could even be a dominant delicate girl, set to hunt their tall and strong friend. Amy's eyes and posture was giving her away.
On the other hand, Amy was trying to solve Megan. She could see that Megan wanted her. But she also looked oblivious to Amy's stance, which also contained dominant demands in it. Amy thought that she lacked the receptors for such a thing, she was receiving the signals but she wasn't aware what these were; it looked like she wasn't affected by those.
But Amy could swear that Megan was horny when she was talking about begging Amy. That sentence could have found its target as it should have, only if Megan had been a little bit familiar with such things.
Amy couldn't name this conflict. Not at that moment. She decided that Megan was a too vanilla person so she couldn't picture such things and let them control her. It wasn't going to be easy, if she ever was going to succeed. She didn't care that much at the moment.
Megan's eyes were locked on Amy's lips. She was apparently hoping that Amy would kiss her. But she didn't. Megan could not pluck up her courage to go for it herself, not in front of other people. Amy wasn't making any moves and Megan looked like she was also afraid that she could say "What the hell are you doing?" when she tried to kiss her.
But it was clear that both wanted to kiss, wanted very bad. One of the girls put her hand on Megan's back and slowly started to push her forward.
Amy wasn't moving. She wanted Megan to initiate things first. Not because she had an agenda, she was truly paralyzed in suspense.
Megan was inches away from Amy and she shyly leaned forward, without blinking her eyes to see if Amy was OK with that, until her lips touched Amy's.
Amy didn't want to tell me the rest of this part but I made a scene without spectators until she did. I wanted her to tell me all, because this part was the most important part of the whole story and events about that night.
Amy caved and told me this part in detail.
"She was very nervous when she was approaching me, I was also nervous but I guess I managed not to show. So, I guess I was the only one knowing about how I really felt there."
"When I first felt her lips on my lips, it felt strange. I almost wanted to stop but suddenly my attraction to her grew rapidly, not in a way that you would be jealous but also not in a way we planned; I wanted to have her for that night."
