After she got back from her boardroom ordeal, she felt exhausted, offended, embarrassed, a little sore but also strangely satisfied, a feeling that scared her. She had to admit that she had experienced some absolutely amazing feelings which had been forced from her body by the men who had dominated and abused her. But that was it. They hadn't asked, and she hadn't consented. And while she was in a kind of awe as to what pure pleasure her own body was capable of experiencing, she was still very angry at the fact that they simply hadn't asked. And the fact that they had exposed her in public.
Abigail cheered up a bit when she found that inside the package was a great wad of cash. At first she thought that at least she didn't go through all of that for nothing. But then when she thought about it, she felt cheap; they had basically paid her to abuse her. At least she didn't think her "brush" with the security guards was part of the financial "settlement". In any case she wasn't going to give the money back.
Instead she decided she was going spend the cash on cheering herself up with friends. So the next day she called up a couple of close girlfriends to arrange to out on the town for the evening.
Mel and Sue were both decent enough girls, but in the looks and body department, neither could compare to Abigail. To start with, Abigail's face was strikingly pretty for her age; innocent yet sexy, large brown eyes and her dark brown wavy hair fell about her shoulders nicely framing her face.
But her body was especially curvy for her age. Her hips and waist gave her a natural hourglass figure, but her breasts were her greatest asset. At 32D her figure carried them fantastically well, and even unsupported they stood proud. She was slightly self-conscious about them, especially given the recent unwanted attention she had received, but she was also feeling more confident in herself in the safety of a threesome and so didn't mind showing off her own body a bit. Within reason. And to nobody in particular.
Mel and Sue both agreed to meet with her at 8pm at Mel's house and they would then go around several pubs followed by a couple of nightclubs (Abigail was paying) before returning to Mel's house to crash out for the night. Her father agreed to drop her off at Mel's house and as she got into the car, he encouraged her on her outfit.
It was pretty warm still, and so she had chosen to wear a short navy blue summer dress with small white polka dots and thin straps. Because she didn't want any straps of her bra to show, under the dress she had put on a black strapless lace push-up bra. This thrust her young but large breasts up and together forming a wonderful cleavage which was not completely hidden by the front of the dress. Underneath she slipped on a matching black lace and silk thong to minimis the panty-line. The dress hugged her bust and waist, then flared out at the knee-length skirt, ending in a white lace trim along the hem.
She rolled a pair of black thigh-high lace-topped hold-up stockings up her shapely legs. Her favourite pair of navy high heels completed the outfit. These are the ones she had worn for her first office assignment and she knew she couldn't particularly dance very well in them, but they were actually quite comfortable and she liked the way they made her walk upright and showed off her figure nicely.
Her father dropped her off at Mel's house.
"Take care sweetheart" he called. "Stay with the others and don't break any hearts tonight. Have fun!"
"I will Dad" she replied over her shoulder as she skipped up the steps to Mel's house with her overnight bag.
The three girls helped each other touch up their makeup before heading out, each with a stylish handbag. They went to a couple of lively pubs for a couple of hours, drinks courtesy of Abigail, and then decided to move on to the nightclubs. The three girls attracted some general interest from teenage boys and young men, so they stuck closely together and brushed off any advances. Abigail got the most attention, even though she tried hide her body from them by staying in between her friends when she could. She just wanted to have fun with her friends.
They decided to go to one of the more secluded underground night clubs. As they went through the door, Abigail thought that one of the bouncers on the door looked familiar. They were through in a flash and she didn't get a second look to confirm whether she knew him or not.
In fact it was Andy, one of the security guards at the Boardroom Demonstration, now on his evening job. Andy had spotted her. He wasn't particularly surprised that she had slipped past without her recognising him, after all, the last time she had seen him was from a completely different angle! After ushering the next gaggle of entrants into the gloom, he went over and spoke to his younger brother Josh who was standing nearby.
Inside the club, the girls established themselves on tall stools near the bar and refused to budge. Several times a guy came up to them and approached one of the girls, mainly Abigail, to ask them to dance with them to the thumping rhythm, but each time they politely turned them down. Abigail was in the middle and the others were being protective of her, she being the youngest and least experienced in a nightclub.
Josh and his mate Brad sat across the crowded dance floor from the three girls and observed them brushing off the attention easily. Although all three girls were attracting attention, most of it seemed to be directed on Abigail, and Josh and Brad likewise had their focus on her, with her pretty face, sexy body and large firm boobs that bounced when she laughed.
When the three girls went off at one point to the ladies' room, Josh nudged Brad's arm and they followed surreptitiously. They noticed that the other two girls were being particularly protective of their slightly younger and more innocent friend. The two guys thought that was cute, but wanted to get closer to Abigail on her own. They started hatching a plan together.
Josh went to speak to his brother and came back with a certain key, while Brad nipped out to his car and came back with a black hold-all. Opposite the ladies' room were some doors and, after checking to see if anyone was around, they unlocked one and nipped inside. After a couple of minutes, they slipped out and returned to the dance floor and to their previous observation position.
The girls had returned to the same place and were continuing to enjoy their drinks without the need to dance. Josh and Brad put their strategy into action. This was designed to separate Abigail from her friends. They called over and spoke to a couple of friends, and then got ready as their plan unfolded.
The girls were giggling together, enjoying the music, drinks and their own company, with Abigail in the middle and other two flanking her. Chris, a good looking guy came smoothly sliding along the bar up to the side of Mel and started politely chatting to her. Although she had no intention of dancing with him, she found him polite, certainly not pushy, and was flattered at his compliments and attention, since much of the prior attention had being focussed on her friend Abigail.
As Mel turned to casually chat with Chris, Phil glided in on the other side of them, next to Sue. Flashing a 50 at the bar tender, he similarly drew Sue's attention with a no-strings-attached offer of a drink. Sue was likewise grateful of a little attention being focused on herself rather than Abigail for a change. She was flattered and accepted the drink offer, giving her attention to Phil, turning towards him on the counter.
Abigail was contemplating her own drink at the time, looking into her wineglass and considering whether she should slow down a little before she got too tipsy to walk.
This is when Josh and Brad made their move. Josh, beaming warmly, moved to the bar and while appearing to gain the bartender's attention, expertly wedged himself sideways between Mel and Abigail, facing the younger girl and offering her a drink. She turned to him, to smile but politely decline his offer, expecting him to get his own drink and move away again. She didn't notice Brad move in behind her, cutting her off from Sue.
The other girls didn't seem to notice, or if they did, they weren't concerned or were too busy chatting to Chris and Phil. Josh tried chatting Abigail up over the loud music.
"I haven't seen you in here before. I would have definitely remembered your pretty face" he opened with.
Abigail blushed. "No, we just decided to see what it was like in here" she called back.
"Well I really hope you make it a regular thing, Gorgeous" Josh oozed.
Abigail shook her head slightly at his cheesy attempts to compliment her. "And why's that?" she asked.
"So we can get to know you better, of course. Maybe persuade you to dance. C'mon!" He gestured towards the packed dance floor, trying to tease her off her stool by gently tugging her wineglass away from her fingers to allow her to stand up. Abigail rolled her eyes at yet another admirer's attempt to get her to dance. She was not too sure about the "we" part of the offer, and also wasn't sure she couldn't dance much in her heels, and told Josh so.
Josh gently persisted, assuring her she would be fine and that he would ensure she didn't stumble. He made his case in a very charming way, even offering his arm chivalrously and she found it difficult to resist, but was still reluctant to leave her friends. Josh explained that they wouldn't go far, indicating a space near to the bar, and she finally relented, making it clear it would be strictly only for one track, and allowed Josh to tug her off her stool.
She briefly turned back to Sue to give her handbag over for safekeeping. Sue turned briefly to acknowledge receipt of the bag and confirmed "No problem Abby", before turning back to chat with Phil.
