I've always been a timid, quiet woman with a boring job as a secretary. I rarely went out to have any fun.
One evening, all that changed.
When my coworkers finally convinced me to get out and live a little, the last thing I expected was to wind up spying on two gorgeous women. I saw them from the bar, then followed them into the public restroom, where I could overhear them having sex. I was even more surprised when they asked me to join in!
I wasn’t much for talking, happy to sit on the stool and watch. The second drink went down much easier and I toyed with the glass as I took in the scene before me. A girl, very dark with sultry eyes, was sitting not far from me and I thought she was giving me the eye. She smiled my way and I hesitated to smile back, wondering what on earth a sexy woman like her would see in a boring old secretary like me.
Lucky I didn’t smile at her or even try and make conversation because the next thing I saw was this absolutely gorgeous blonde walk over to her and kiss her cheek. The two of them were stunning. The contrast in their coloring had everyone staring.
They knew they were drawing attention and didn’t care, obviously enjoying the stir they were creating.
Norma wanted to leave, but I wanted to stay.
“Grab a cab and charge it to Marcia. She said we could, so why not?”
“You okay to stay here on your own?” she asked.
“Sure, I’m a big girl, you know.”
“Well, don’t stay too long. Knowing Marcia, she’ll have us working even later tomorrow.”
“One more drink and I’ll be out of here,” I said.
“Do you want me to wait?”
“No. Go. I’ll be fine.”
I was glad to see the back of her. I wanted to observe the two women without drawing attention to myself. After kissing each other on the cheek, they sat, the blonde shucking off her jacket to drape over the seat.
Girlfriends. Women always kiss each other and no one bats an eyelid, but there was something about these two that had me wondering. That and the fact they were sitting so close together in the small booth, their hands touching, fingers entwining, and whispering in each other’s ears, had me happy that Norma had gone.
I ordered another drink; my fourth. The women were now almost groping each other. Hands slid under the table and their antics had not only me watching, but a few horny guys probably hoping they might score.
The blonde sauntered out and moved towards the bar. My heart almost stopped. She was so close to me, I could feel the heat radiating from her arm, which she had propped up on the counter.
“Hey, Frank, two Dirty Martinis,” she said.
“You’d better be careful,” Frank said. “Sophie popped in last night. You wouldn’t want her to catch you playing up.”
“It’s okay,” she whispered. “She’s having dinner with her accountant. She won’t be home until very late and, by that time, I’ll be long gone.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he said, handing her the two martinis.
“You’re a sweetie to be so concerned,” she said and walked off.
I pretended not to be observing them, but there was a mirror behind the bar and it enabled me to get a good look at what they were up to. She placed the drink in front of the dark-haired girl and they clinked glasses, downing them in one gulp. Kisses on the neck, a finger delicately place in the blonde's mouth, where she sucked it erotically, had me aroused.