Outing 2

Author's note: this story is inspired by an older piece of erotica from 2007, "Porn Movie," by author RC.

Rose's eyes widened. Their Uber had just pulled away when she saw the "Permanently Closed" sign on the front door of the nightclub.

"God damn it," Ginny said.

Rose walked up and read the note posted under the sign. "Domingo's thanks its loyal customers for their patronage over the years," she said, reading off the sign. She stepped back and looked at the façade. "Well, shit," she said.

"I can't believe the driver didn't tell us it was closed," Ginny said.

"Maybe he didn't know," Rose said.

"What now?"

"I guess we call another Uber and head home."

"Screw that, I wanted a night out and I still do. We deserve it. What about Harvey's a couple of blocks over?"

"That place always seems sketchy to me."

"What else then?"

"I don't know. A bar?"

"We've got drinks at home, and I wanted to dance tonight. Also, all the bars around here suck."

Rose thought it over, slowly turning in place as she looked around, waiting for inspiration to strike her from on high. It didn't. "Fuck it," she said after a moment's time, "let's try Harvey's."

They walked at a fast pace, not wanting to be out on the streets any longer than necessary. It seemed like every other streetlight was out and it was too chilly for just the shirts and jeans they were wearing. Luckily there were few other people out and no one approached them, but Rose had her head on a swivel anyway the whole walk, just in case danger would jump out at them any second.

Soon enough they were standing in line outside of Harvey's. It was a slow-moving line. Rose looked around while they waited. They could hear some of the music from inside already and it sounded horrible, like somebody's brother's first-time garage band. There were only a few women in line, mostly it was older guys, and none of them attractive. A couple of them were blatantly checking Rose and Ginny out.

"Maybe this wasn't a great idea," Ginny said, obviously feeling the same.

"Let's get out of here," Rose said, and the two women turned and started walking away. Rose started to pull her phone out of her purse to request an Uber.

"Hey!" a voice called out. Rose and Ginny looked up. Half a block away, standing under the awning of a closed storefront, were two women. One of them waved to Rose and Ginny to come closer. Rose and Ginny looked at each other, shrugged, and walked over to them.

The two women looked to be about ten years older, tall, wearing stylish black leather jackets and black jeans. One had short, sandy-blond hair and what looked like a broad physique under her clothes. Her slightly less imposing companion had long black straight hair. The light-haired woman had her arm around the other.

"Decided to skip that scene, huh?" the light-haired one said.

"Wasn't our kind of place," Ginny said.

"Yeah, Harvey's has always been sketchy," the woman said.

"That's what I said," Rose said.

"Great minds think alike," the woman with light hair said. She had an easy smile. "I'm Cass."

"And I'm Mei," her companion said.

"Nice to meet you," Ginny said. "I'm Ginny and this is Rose."

"We were going to go someplace else, but it was closed," Rose said.

"Domingo's?" Mei said.

"Yeah."

"Shame that place closed. I liked it."

"Do you know what happened to it?" Ginny asked.

"I thought I heard that the owner sold it and retired," Cass said.

"Can you blame him?" Mei said. "I mean, take the money and run."

"Yeah," Ginny said, "but it was pretty much the only decent place to go out to without the creeps hitting on you all the time."

"Well," Rose said, "we should probably head on home. Have a good night."

"Hey, here's an idea," Cass said. "You two seem friendly and not crazy. Why don't you both come over to our place? We'll hang out."

Rose was about to say thanks but no thanks when Ginny said, "What did you have in mind?" Rose tried her best keep to a poker face on and resist the temptation to punch her roommate in the arm.

"We've got some drinks and other refreshments," Cass said. "We can hang out, relax, and when you're ready to go we'll call you a cab."

"I don't know," Rose said.

"We promise that we don't bite," Mei said, smiling.

Rose was just about to politely decline the offer when Ginny said, "Okay." Rose shot her a quick look, then turned back to the two strange women.

"It's settled, then," Cass said. "We're parked only a block away, this way." She and Mei started walking away, and Rose and Ginny followed.

"Why did you say that?" Rose whispered to Ginny, trying to keep her voice as low as possible so that they wouldn't be heard.

"I don't know," Ginny said, "they seem okay. Besides, it's better than just going home. Maybe it'll be fun."

Rose resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She briefly considered leaving on her own, but she didn't want to abandon her roommate.

Their car was a luxury sedan, parked only a couple blocks away. Rose and Ginny piled into the back seat.

"This is a nice car," Ginny said.

"Oh, yeah," Mei said, laughing, "we've got all the best toys."

They drove to one of the more gentrified neighborhoods near downtown, a decent size two-story with a small lawn around it on all sides. Cass pulled into the garage and turned off the engine. The women followed their hosts into the mud room, leaving their shoes and purses there at Cass' direction.

They walked into the living room, which was lovely -- large but not overwhelming, nicely furnished in a contemporary style, large flatscreen TV on one wall, off-white deep chairs and sofa, geometric art pieces adorning a couple of the walls. Rose and Ginny sat down next to each other on the sofa. Cass and Mei each took a chair, Cass on their right, Mei on their left.

"What would you like to drink?" Cass said.

"Do you have any beer?" Ginny asked.

"Oh, we can do better than beer. One second," and Cass disappeared into the kitchen. She returned a minute later with a bottle and several glasses. "Help me with this," she said to Mei, and Mei grabbed the bottle from her while Cass put the glasses onto the coffee table.

"What is it?" Ginny asked.

Mei raised the bottle to show them the label. "Bushmills whiskey."

Cass poured a third of a glass for each of them and then handed them around before everyone resumed their seat. She raised her glass. "A toast," she said, "to new friends."

Everyone else returned the toast and started drinking. Rose sipped and immediately made a face. She'd had whiskey maybe once in her entire life before then.

"That's strong," Ginny said, grinning.

"You like that, you'll love this," Mei said. She went over to a small chest by the window and from it drew out a lacquered wooden box that she put on the coffee table next to the bottle. She said, "Voila," and opened it for Ginny and Rose to see rolled joints nestled inside.

"Ooooh," Ginny said. Rose wasn't nearly as thrilled as Ginny. She knew Ginny was an occasional smoker. Her own few experiences with marijuana in college had largely been disappointing.

Mei passed a joint around to each of the women. Despite her own reluctance, Rose accepted hers; she felt it would've been rude to decline. Cass lit her own while Mei lit the joints for Rose and Ginny before returning to her seat to light her own.

Rose took a puff and immediately started coughing. Whatever this was, it wasn't what she remembered from her one previous time of partaking years ago.

"God damn," Ginny said, sampling her own joint.

"I know, right?" Mei said.

"Where did you get this?"

"It's good to know the right people."

"Fuck yeah," Ginny said, taking another hit. Rose took another puff and managed to avoid coughing that time. Still, she could already fill her head starting to swim a little. She washed down the taste of the weed with some whiskey, which she was enjoying more of with every sip.

"So," Mei said, "how long have you two been together?"

Rose sputtered, glad that she hadn't been drinking when the question was asked.

"Oh no," Ginny said, "we're just roommates."

"Yeah, that's what me and Mei are, roommates," Cass said, winking.

"Really close roommates," Mei said, laughing.

"No, really, we are just roommates," Rose said. "We're straight."

"Relax," Cass said, "we're just teasing. How'd you two meet up?"

"We each needed a new dormmate when we were juniors," Ginny said, "Senior year we moved off campus and split an apartment, and then moved into a new apartment together when we both got work after college."

"We get along well," Rose said. "We like to hang out on occasion but otherwise we don't get in each other's way."

"That's great," Mei said. "It's nice to have someone like that in your life."

"What about you two?" Ginny asked. "How did you meet?

"At a bar," Mei said, "I was there, minding my own business when this lovely lady came up to me and introduced herself."

"I saw this sweet thing all by herself, and I knew that I had to make her mine," Cass said.

"And we've been together ever since." Mei and Cass smiled and made eyes at each other as they talked.

"That sounds lovely," Ginny said.

Rose had to admit to herself that it did indeed sound lovely. Certainly, she'd never met anyone at a bar that she'd wanted to go home with. She took another hit followed by another sip. The whiskey and weed had turned out to be a great combo. She hadn't felt this relaxed in a long while.

The group spent over an hour chatting, smoking, drinking, with Rose and Ginny both pleasantly high before too long. Cass and Mei asked them about their jobs and what they'd studied in college, and the two young women were more than happy to answer. If Cass and Mei didn't smoke or drink as much as their guests, neither Rose nor Ginny noticed.

"So, if you two aren't an item," Mei said, "where are your boyfriends tonight?"

"We don't have boyfriends," Ginny said.

"In that case, where are your girlfriends tonight?" Cass said, and Rose could swear the woman was almost leering as she asked.

"What Ginny means," Rose said, "is that we broke up with both of our boyfriends. Just a few days ago actually."

"That's a big reason we went out tonight," Ginny said, "we wanted to just have fun and not think about them."

"Why'd you break up with them?" Mei asked.

"Did they dump you?" Cass said.

"No," Ginny said, "we dumped them."

"Because they're jerks," Rose said, Ginny nodding in agreement.

"What did they do?" Cass asked.

"More like what they didn't do," Ginny said.

"We got tired of being treated like accessories," Rose said. "In the case of my ex, Brad, half the time we were together he acted like I wasn't there. Just seemed like he liked having me around to say I was around. I don't need to be wined and dined all the time, but being made to feel cherished from time to time would've been nice.

"I mean," Ginny said, "it was like Jeremy only ever wanted me around for sex. He wouldn't give me the time of day unless he was horny." The word "horny," made Rose giggle; she didn't mean to but once she thought about the word for a second, she couldn't stop herself. Of course, when she giggled, that caused Ginny to giggle too.

"Time for another toast," Cass said, again raising her glass. "To men -- they're the worst." The women laughed, raised their glasses, and drank.

"You should consider women," Mei said.

"Yeah, you'd definitely be cherished," Cass said, grinning. Rose and Ginny laughed.

"You've never thought about it at all?" Mei asked.

"Thought about it?" Rose said. She shrugged. "Sure, I've thought about it. Just not that interested."

"I kissed a girl once at a college party," Ginny said, "but that was because someone dared me to. And afterwards I ran away from her."

"Chicken," Cass said.

"I know, I know," Ginny said.

"But seriously," Mei said, "you should give women a try. Once you do, you won't go back. Trust me."

"Especially two sexy women like you," Cass said. Rose blushed, whether from the weed and alcohol, or something else, she didn't know.

The four women continued conversing and partaking, with Rose and Ginny getting higher as time passed. The two were slouched on the couch, giggling almost non-stop after a while, with the two older women laughing with them and encouraging them to continue drinking and smoking.

After a while, Ginny said, "I need to go pee," and giggled.

"Sure," Mei said, "it's just down the hall. I'll show you." She stood up, walked over to Ginny, and extended her hand. Ginny looked it at dumbly for a second, before reaching up and clasping it in her own. Mei led her down the hallway, the two hand in hand.

"So," Cass said, "are you glad you came over after all?"

"Yeah. I guess you overheard me earlier."

"Yeah."

"Sorry about that."

"No need to apologize. Getting propositioned by two strangers, you never know what can happen. Lot of weirdos and bad people out there."

"You and Mei seem like a great couple."

"Thanks. We're lucky to have met each other and we work hard at making it a success."

"How?"

Cass sighed. "Oh, patience, open communication, the usual things. That, and variety. It's so easy to get bored and tired of each other after too much time. We like to have adventures together, keeps the spice in the relationship."

"I get that," Rose said, who did not get that all from her limited relationship experience, but it seemed like the pleasant and appropriate thing to say at that juncture.

Cass asked Rose about both working a data entry job in a cube farm and her aspirations for a different job someday. Rose was happy to talk about the frustrations of dealing with management, as well as her aspirations for a more creative career someday that would also pay her enough to support herself.

After a while, Rose realized that Ginny and Mei hadn't returned yet. She started to say something about it to Cass when Cass interrupted her.

"You're very attractive," Cass said.

"Thanks," Rose said softly.

"Have you had a woman tell you that before?"

"No."

"Well, you are."

"So are you."

"Thanks," Cass said, smiling.

Rose had returned the compliment just to be nice. After she said it, though, she wondered if she meant it.

"Where's the bathroom?" Rose asked.

"Just down the hall," Cass said. "Need a helping hand like your friend?"

"No, I'm good, thanks." Rose stood and briefly wondered if she was indeed good as the room swayed on her but after a moment it passed and she walked slowly towards the hallway, making sure each step she took was solid as she did.

The bathroom was at the end of the hall. Across from it was a closed door, perhaps to an office or a guest bedroom. There was no sign of Ginny. Rose went into the bathroom and shut the door. As she sat on the toilet, she tried to clear her head a little. She'd been having fun but maybe it was time to get that cab. There was a limit on how fucked up she wanted to get around strangers. Cass and Mei were nice people, and Rose was having a good time, but they were still strangers.

When she emerged from the bathroom, she turned off both the light and fan. A second after she did, she heard a woman's moan from behind the closed door. She immediately stopped. She wasn't certain but it had sounded like Ginny. She'd never heard Ginny moan before. A moment later she heard a second woman giggle and was confident that that was Mei. She continued standing silently outside the door for several more moments but, after not hearing anything else, she crept away.

Rose made her way back to the living room as quietly as she could. The TV was on when she got there, and Cass was waiting for her, sitting on the sofa now, smiling. She patted the sofa seat next to her.

"Maybe Ginny and I should leave," Rose said, realizing after she spoke that she was slurring her words.

"Just stay a little longer," Cass said. "I put something on for us to watch."

Rose sat on the couch next to Cass. Cass lifted the remote control and pressed play.

Whatever it was, it was shot like a music video, odd angles and abrupt cuts, with some kind of bass-heavy Euro-pop soundtrack. On the screen were two women against an all-black background, as if in some art studio. Both were naked. The one woman was on all fours. The other woman was behind her, wearing some kind of harness around her hips. Then Rose saw the dildo jutting out from the harness. She couldn't hear either woman in the video make any sound, only the soundtrack, but the one on all fours kept waving her head back and forth, long hair swinging around.

"I figured you wouldn't mind this," Cass said. "What with you being straight and all." Rose looked at Cass, but Cass was no longer smiling; in fact, she was looking intently at Rose. Rose looked back at the TV. If anything, the one woman seemed to be fucking the other even harder. She watched silently for a minute.

Cass put her left arm around Rose's shoulders. "You like that one?" she whispered close to Rose's ear. "I know I do."

Rose turned her face toward Cass to tell her that she didn't like it but that was when Cass kissed her.

The first kiss was chaste, just lips on lips. But it was followed by another, and then that was followed by a deep kiss, Cass' tongue sliding between Rose's lips and exploring her mouth. They stayed like that for a while, sitting and kissing, before Cass broke the connection. She took Rose's hands and pulled her up off the couch, maneuvering her until they both stood in the center of the room.

"Raise your arms," Cass said. Rose did and Cass reached down and pulled Rose's shirt up and off her body. She then reached around with one hand and unsnapped her bra, Rose gasping as Cass pulled it free from her chest with her other hand. Cass embraced Rose again, kissing her deeply. Rose felt fingers at her waist, heard the buttons on her jeans popping. It was all moving too quickly but her head was swimming and another person's tongue was in her mouth -- another woman's tongue. Cass finished unbuttoning Rose's jeans and then swiftly knelt, dragging down both Rose's pants and underwear. "Step out," she said, and Rose complied.

As Cass stood back up, she slid her hand up Rose's legs until she was cupping Rose's pussy. Rose gasped as Cass slid her fingers slowly back and forth. "Like that," Cass said.

Rose didn't know if it was a question, a statement of fact, or both. "Yes," she said.

Cass deep kissed her again, one hand behind her neck, the other hand still stroking her pussy. Rose kept her own hands at her side, unsure what to do with them, not wanting to let them get in the way of what Cass was doing to her. Cass moved her mouth down while still stroking Rose until her mouth was at Rose's breasts, and then she swept back and forth between them, interchanging licking and sucking evenly between the two bright pink points. Rose swayed on her feet, not sure how long she'd be able to remain standing. One part of her brain wanted to tell Cass to stop; another part wanted her to tell Cass to keep going.

Eventually, Cass did stop, removing her mouth and hands from Rose. She stepped back and began undressing. Rose just stood and watched as her host doffed every inch of her clothing until she was as nude as Rose. She had small breasts with prominent nipples, her pubic hair trimmed into a narrow strip.

"Come on," she said, taking Rose's hand. She led her out of the room and up the carpeted stairs to the second floor. It was dark but Cass knew the way; the carpet was soft under Rose's bare feet. They walked all the way back to the last room on the floor, Cass flicking on the light switch as they entered. A four-poster king-sized bed with gold satin sheets dominated the room. Two lamps, one on each side of the bed, cast everything in a soft light.