Rachel could find no one after work on Friday. Her friends were all upset over the way she had dumped her boyfriend Dave. He was a good guy and he loved her the way they wanted to be loved. But he paid the price and was stuck with both halves of the lease for six more months. Rachel needed more time alone, more attention from Dave, more time with her friends and more of anything else she wanted. She was selfish and uncertain of what was next, but what she had was not enough and that was all she needed to know. Lisa and Christine helped her move her clothes and TV and then disappeared for a while. Rachel was on her own.
The evening was a typical end to a humid August day in Connecticut. A one hour thunderstorm had dropped the temperature ten degrees and took the edge off the air. By 8 pm, Rachel had had enough of her mother's coughing out the questions to Jeopardy and sucking in another long drag during the answers. With a little luck, she might find Karen and her boyfriend at Mimi's downtown. They had dinner there every Friday and she could hang out in the lounge with them afterward. She still wore the navy blue skirt from work but had traded the hose and pumps for her sneakers on the drive home. She left the neck pin off her white blouse and brought along the blue blazer for the pockets so she would not have to carry her purse. Key, license and cash, she was traveling light and simple.
Rachel parked the Saturn around the corner from Mimi's and straightened her pleats as she stepped to the sidewalk. The hem rode a few modest inches above the knee and hid most of her thighs from view. Her calves were long and straight with just a hint of the strength she carried in her upper legs. Summers spent on the volleyball court and winters on the ski slopes kept her firm, yet the curve of her quads hid behind her skirt as she walked. Harder to conceal was the distinct roundness of her ass beneath the smooth fabric. Her stomach was flat and although her breasts were only Bs, their shape was exquisite and showed as she spread both sides of her jacket to tuck in her blouse when she reached the door. Inside Mimi's she flashed a smile at Mike the bouncer who took in her sharp features without asking for ID. Rachel was 25 and there was no mistaking this package for underage. Mike did ask if it was still hot outside, just to steal another look at her greatest asset. Set between her high cheekbones and thin, arched brows, those eyes were five shades of green and glowed like a beach fire at sunset. Mike melted a little as she brushed her bangs away and said, "Not too hot," and with a wink "Not yet."
It was innocent and Mike had seen her in there enough to know it, although he wondered where her boyfriend was on a Friday night. He watched her long brown curls wave as she looked into the restaurant for Karen and reluctantly took a seat at the bar. Rachel left the change from a five on the bar and took a sip from her white wine. Without Karen or someone she knew, she wouldn't stay long. The guys would start to hit on her and it was still too soon after leaving Dave to get involved with anything. As she finished her wine Rachel was beginning to get down. She thought about Dave and what was good about him and admitted to herself that she didn't understand what was missing. She was probably making a big mistake, and now she was by herself on Friday night and none of her friends wanted her around. She left the change on the bar, turned off the stool in disgust and walked to the door.
On the sidewalk walking with her head down as she fished for the key in her pocket, she suddenly walked right into somebody.
"Oh! I'm sorry." she squeaked as she took a step back, hardly looking up.
"Rachel, it's us. Julie and Matt." Julie was a little excited. Rachel thought Julie was always a little too excited, almost annoying to be around. Matt she didn't know except by name so she tried to keep going without stopping.
"Hey, how have you been?" She said more than asked while stepping toward her car.
"Whose inside? Anyone?" Julie was nearly grabbing her hand. "We're supposed to meet Lisa and Chris at Polo's but it's early and we thought we'd grab a drink with Karen and Steve before going dancing." Julie did some type of pseudo-twist to accent 'dancing'. Rachel stopped in her tracks nonetheless. "They're not in there. What time are you meeting Chris?" She didn't want to seem to eager to join up with these two, she might not live it down later, but it'd been weeks since she saw Lisa or Christine.
"Ten o'clock or so. There's no band but it's seventies DJ night. You should come with us. Don't worry about Dave, you know you love to dance." Julie had a really big mouth.
"Nice, Jule" Matt said. He'd been ignoring the two ladies and standing to the side but that was a little raw even for his bubble-headed girlfriend. He stepped into the middle of them. "Listen Rachel, forget Julie, forget Dave. If you want to come along we'll make sure you have a good time, really." He put his hand on her shoulder as if to give sympathy and could feel the muscles through her jacket. He massaged that one spot for just a second and then put his hand down. This girl was tight. Julie had a nice body, but it was a bit soft. Her curves were more pronounced than Rachel's, but there was no subtlety. Julie was 5'2" and 125lbs. Rachel was the same weight but stood 5'8" in her sneakers and was firm. He wanted her to come along tonight. "We'll drive you over if you like." It sounded weak and he knew it.
It was no surprise when Rachel said "No thanks." It turned quickly though when she added, "I think I'll follow you over in my car, I don't really want to stay out that late."
Polo's was across the state line in New York, only about 20 minutes away. It was popular dance spot along an empty stretch of Rt 22. Although the building was right against the road, the parking lot sloped down an embankment behind and had several levels terraced into the hill. The later you got to the club, the further down the slope you had to park. Rachel followed Matt's truck into the lot and hoped to find a quick spot. The place was crowded though and they followed the rows nearer to the bottom. The south end of the lot was tracked deep in mud and half the spaces were unusable pushing them lower. They wound up along the dirt road that lined the streambed at the very bottom. Rachel wasn't happy, but it was the only place and at least she didn't have to walk it alone.
Lot's of black light inside gave the place a dark glow, blue jeans lit up on the dance floor and T-shirts shone like full moons at the bar. Matt felt pretty good walking in with both Julie and Rachel beside him. Julie's dress had a red and white flower pattern and the white glowed everywhere on her. Rachel's sneakers and socks lit up her legs but her blouse was thinner than it looked and the full outline of her silk lace bra shone right through it. Matt was thankful for the darkness elsewhere as it hid his eyes and where they were going. He went for drinks and from a distance now could not keep his eyes off those breasts. Rachel began swaying with the music by herself and he knew he better get back there fast before there were a dozen guys hitting on both girls. He managed to return with three vodkas and cranberries in plastic cups in time. Before the drinks were finished the girls headed for the dance floor and started moving to something by ABBA. Matt couldn't stand it but he had to go along.
Julie put her hands on Matt's hips and started shaking in front of him. She rubbed her tits on his stomach and pressed her face into his chest. When she wriggled down his body she could feel his hardness between her breasts. She looked up at him and he was looking at Rachel not her.
Rachel's hands were above her head as she smoothly turned her hips in a circle. Her glowing shoes seemed neither to touch the ground nor leave it. Julie turned her back to Matt's legs and reached her hands to each of his calves and twisted her way up his body taking time to grab his butt and grind hers into his crotch. When she stood fully in front of him, both were watching Rachel shine in her bra grind her butt into nobody. Her jacket opened to show her slim waist through her nearly transparent shirt. Her breasts pressed against the blouse as her hands pushed her hair back and stayed behind her head. Her eyes seemed closed. Julie leaned her head back against Matt and looked up at him. When he looked down to her she said to him.
"Forget about it, Mister. You're taken. Besides, you know Dave would kill you."
"Dave would rather kill her." He knew though that it was hopeless, his only excitement would be with Julie tonight. He stroked her face with the back of his hand and continued down between her breasts and brushed his fingers across her mound. Looking at Rachel now her eyes still closed her light skin even glowed as she moved gracefully in a circle.
