New Rule: Never tell your girlfriend you aren't wearing any knickers! Well, that might be a little harsh, so how about be careful who you tell you aren't wearing knickers because what might happen next will change your life! Yea, that's better. Now whether the change is for the good or for the bad depends more on you than your girlfriend!
That was the start of it, silly me fighting my way across an incredibly crowded club, all girls, except for the male dancers on stage. I fought my way across to join the long line for the loo. It might sound funny, but this club had one loo and it was unisex, but it was still too freaking small for the number of bodies that packed in! So it took absolutely forever to get there to pee! And . . . well, there is no sugar coating it, by the time I got there, I had leaking just a little. It was just enough to dampen the gusset of my thong, but I couldn't stand it! So I stripped them off, wrapped them in a little toilet tissue, and hid them in the bottom of my minuscule purse. I mean who would know, right? Just me and my big mouth! I really have to drink a little less!
Getting back to JJ at our table seemed to be another fight just getting through the crowd. I did start to regret the short and tight silver Lycra skirt I was wearing, but a few careful tugs kept me from showing things I didn't want to show. JJ was grinning at me, this was her favorite club on ladies' night and she knew how crowded it would be. Another drink or two and she would be in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by other ladies and loving it!
I sat back down and she scooted close so we could hear each other talk.
"How was the line?"
"It was freaking impossible, you shyte! And you damn well knew it, didn't you?"
"Yea, it gets bad about now, but it'll lighten up later. For some reason 6 and 9 seem to be the call of the loo."
"You coulda warned me!"
"Why, it was fun watching you do the pee dance across the club."
"You have a sick sense of humor, JJ."
"I know, but you love that about me!"
I had to admit she was right. Her skewed way of looking at things is one of her most endearing traits. I just wish I wasn't the target so often. We settled down and had another drink. I had to shift myself a lot as the Lycra seemed to stick to the vinyl seat cover.
"Why are you so fidgety?"
Here is where my big mouth should have just stopped, but I let it run wild!
"I am not wearing any knickers!"
"No way! I saw your sexy thong when you got in my car. Someone steal it?"
"What are you doing checking out my undies?" I was surprised!
"Hey, Emmy, no biggie. You sorta flashed me a bit as you got in my sports car. I thought the thong looked sexy as hell!"
"Well no one stole it, I leaked a little waiting in that long line. I was a minute out from going out into the alley and trying to pee standing up when I finally got inside."
"You're shitting me? You really went commando under THAT skirt?"
I nodded and sipped this pink strawberry-ish thing JJ ordered for me. She acted like she didn't believe me! But hell, what was she going to do!
She leaned against me and I felt her hand on my thigh.
"JJ!" I whispered harshly. "What are you doing?"
"I don't believe you. I'm going to check it out." She slid her hand up and tried to push between my thighs.
"JJ, enough is enough, knock it off!"
"Oh fuck no! Besides, you can't move that far away without flashing that whole table over there." She pointed her chin toward a larger table with a selection of . . . Well to be kind . . . Biker chicks . . . Sitting there. While I looked at them, JJ forced her hand up into places no one but me and a few boyfriends had ever visited!
"Damn, you are naked under there!"
"Fine you have your proof, now get your hand out of there!"
She rubbed her fingers over my more sensitive spots and pressed closer against me.
"Not just yet, you feel downright yummy!"
"JJ!" I was shocked at her and not sure what to do! I looked away and saw one of the leather dressed biker chicks watching, she was actually focused on my lap, like she could see under the table at JJ's hand. I tried to grab her wrist and stop her.
"Emmy, if you let go of my wrist I won't reveal your naked pussy to those girls over there!"
"You wouldn't . . ." I felt her lifting my skirt and I abandoned her wrist. But then her fingers touched me again! They were knowing fingers, experienced fingers. No fumbling like a guy. Her firm fingertip touched me and made me shudder against her! This wasn't really happening, was it?"
"There you go, sexy Emmy, just relax! When I saw your undies I was almost drooling! Those legs, that short skirt, and that sexy thong! Just relax, baby, I will make you feel so good!"
My head was spinning in seconds, I was confused, but this was JJ, my best friend! I had to lean against her, the leather girl lost her vantage point but I really no longer cared. In just a moment, at least it felt like just a moment I went from getting angry to getting really, really excited! Her fingers were incredible and the feeling of her next to me was amazing!
Under the table, I felt her pull my legs open and actually put my thigh over her leg. I thought of the tablecloth for just one second as I felt her fingers inside me! I had to press my face against her neck as I almost screamed for joy! This couldn't be happening; any second I would wake up and realize I was playing with myself in my sleep! I had to be, JJ wouldn't do this to me. We were straight!
"That's better, sweetheart! I can really touch you now! Don't worry, no one can see! You have no idea how sexy you look right now and how sexy you feel."
She flicked her finger over my clit again and I felt myself starting to cum! She wrapped her arm around me as I shook like a leaf. I could feel her heartbeat as mine raced to a climactic high and slowly spun back down. She pulled out her hand and brought it up above the table. I could smell myself on it as she waved it under my nose and then licked her fingers.
"So wet and so tasty!"
It had to be the drinks, that was it, we both had too much!
Then her so wet comment sunk in and I realized just how wet I was, my skirt was soaked and I could feel my juices on my thighs. I sat up, not sure what to do. Then someone sat down next to me, it was the girl from the biker chick table, the one in the leather!
"That was some show!" She said to JJ. "It got my blood going!"
All I could do was blush! Then she reached across me, like I wasn't even there and shook hands with JJ, the hand she had been using on me! The blond-haired, leather-clad girl raised JJ's hand to her face and inhaled then kissed it, right in front of me.
I squirmed in my seat from the wetness more than anything. I wanted to run away, but I didn't dare, my butt would show just how wet I was and the skirt would ride up like mad! I might as well be naked!
"Problem?" JJ asked me.
"I'm soaked!"
"I know!"
"Not that, my skirt!"
The blond laughed. "I can help. You need to get cleaned up." Without a word, she reached over and knocked the pink frothy drink in my lap and all three of us jumped up from the spray and cold!