Looking up across the bar she sees the beautiful blonde looking at her once again. Jane winks and holds her shot glass up in salute, slamming the glass against the bar after feeling the burn of the tequila pass down her throat.
Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clapping
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen
The song plays throughout the bar as Jane saunters over to the dance floor swaying to the beat. She feels those eyes on her once again as she mingles amongst the sweat covered crowd.
After a long few days at work Jane had decided to let her hair down, throw caution to the wind and embrace the gay. She had finally decided, after a very long debate with herself, to go to the new lesbian bar that had recently opened up near her apartment. "What's the worst that could happen?" she had asked herself. "It's not like any of the guys from the precinct will be there."
And now here she was, dancing without a care in the world. A few women had tried to dance with her but she rhythmically backed away, not really knowing why. She had, after all, come here to drink, dance and hopefully get laid. Oh who was she kidding? Have you seen her? She was definitely getting laid tonight. But who? That was the question. Who would she take back to her apartment? Who would be doing the walk of shame out of her apartment tomorrow? Jane suddenly felt different, almost like she had lost something. But what had she lost? It wasn't any of her belongings. No. This was a different kind of loss. She stopped her rhythmic swaying and looked up suddenly remembering those eyes. Those eyes that belonged to a certain blonde. A beautiful blonde that no longer sat at the bar. That was the loss. Eyes that no longer watched her. Jane was momentarily confused by her feelings but thought nothing more of it and continued her dance.Ran into a girl in a pretty white dress Rolled down a window, where you heading to next? Said I'm heading to the bar with my money out the mattress Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen…
Jane felt someone start to dance behind her. As she turned around she saw a flash of white and a mess of blonde. It was her. The beautiful blonde in a pretty white dress. Jane's brain went into overload as she forgot how to move. Just stood there watching that blonde, that oh so sexy blonde sensually gyrating in front of her. Jane's eyes firmly planted on her ass. The honey blonde swivelled around, now facing Jane. As she looked up, she found those eyes once again. There was something about them, kind and caring but they definitely knew how to have a good time…or naughty time should she say. The blonde smirked and Jane shut her agape mouth.
They danced together for a while. Jane's absurdly dirty mind thinking of many ways into the blondes…well she was wearing a dress, so we'll go with underwear and every little thing she could do to her once she was through that barrier. They were both breathing heavily and covered in sweat when Jane grabbed the woman's hips, leaned towards her and whispered "let's get out of here". The blonde quirked an eyebrow and smiled, grabbing Jane's hand and pulling her towards the exit.
The women almost ran to Jane's apartment, hands clasped together. Intense, passionate electricity resonated between them. There was an undeniable chemistry, which Jane found very confusing as they'd only spoken five words to one another. And those five words came from her. In fact Jane still hadn't heard the blonde's voice. As they finally reached Jane's apartment, Jane was pushed against the front door and kissed….hard. Lost in a world of fiery passion the on looking neighbour with the judgemental eyes across the hall went unnoticed. Finally breaking apart for some much needed oxygen, Jane was able to find her keys and unlock the door. However this was made difficult by the blondes wandering hands. Once inside, Jane was once again pushed against the door. Jane being Jane was having none of that. She quickly switched positions so the blonde was trapped between her toned body and the hard wood of the door. It was Jane's turn to have wandering hands as they moved up the blonde's torso, gently tracing the pattern of the dress. She found her hand at her breast, holding the heavy weight in her palm, she swiped the pad of her thumb across a hardening nipple. This elicited a groan from the other woman. Jane decided she liked that sound and wanted to hear it again and again. Squeezing her breasts harder and swiping her thumbs faster, she definitely heard that groan again. Kissing and biting at her neck, Jane slowly slid her hand down the blonde's body and up her toned right leg, hiking her dress up in the process. Jane noted the lack of underwear and pulled back from the blonde's neck to give a look of surprise. She received only a wicked grin in return. All attention was turned back to the southern regions of the non-existent underwear.
Got a real good feelin' something bad about to happen.
As Jane hoisted the woman up the door, legs wrapped around waist, lips connected, the world forgotten. Jane slowly slid her finger to heat. And oh wow was it hot….and wet. Both women moaned at first contact, as Jane swirled her finger in the heat, collecting wetness, before exploring up to her clit. She circled her finger softly to tease her before changing tactics and entering her with two fingers. This caused a louder moan to escape through the blondes tightened lips. Jane waited for her to adjust to the new sensations before moving her hand. The blonde quickly matched the rhythm that Jane had set. Sliding her hands from where they perched upon the brunettes shoulders, she loosely wrapped them in her curly locks, tightening her grip as she was brought closer and closer to the edge of bliss by the increasing speed of the hand between her thighs. The blonde, in between her moans of pleasure, begged Jane for more. Jane obliged and added another finger to join the party as her thumb pressed down on her clit. Moans and pants were becoming louder. They were few and far between as Jane doubled her efforts into bringing the blonde to climax. Using her hips to give her that little bit more pressure, to get her that little bit deeper inside of the blonde. She curled her fingers. That was all the blonde needed as she moaned deeply and shook with her orgasm.
For a while all that was heard were the panting gasps of both women trying to regulate their breathing. As their heart rates started to lower, Jane slid her fingers out of the blonde and held her close as she regained her balance back on the floor. 'Bedroom' the blonde suggested with a smirk as she took Jane's three fingers into her mouth and tasted her own wetness. Clothes were thrown throughout the apartment on the way to the bedroom by the time they reached the bed, both were completely naked. Jane was pushed to the head of the bed, towards the soft pillows, as the other woman rested on her stomach between her thighs. Jane jumped at first contact on her clit. There was nothing Jane loved more than being touched for the first time by a lover. The blonde was taking her time, as the initial, rip your clothes of fiery passion had passed, but not completely burned out. Just with the gentle flick of a lazy tongue on her clit or the occasional plunge deeper into her heated depths, Jane was getting closer and closer to the release she had been looking for. She could feel it, just out of reach and as if the blonde knew Jane needed that little bit extra, she entered her with two fingers. Pumping hard. Ravishing her. Jane scrunched the sheets in her fists, her knuckles turning white, as she crashed over the edge. That euphoric edge of complete and utter bliss. Jane pulled the blonde up to her, snuggling together as they were overcome by sleep. Jane awoke to a cold bed, remembering the night before with a smile and a touch to her lips, she saw the note.
We should do that again sometime, Maura x