The Girls go to Blush
Brenda's viewpoint
I'd been in a tizz all day, we were heading out to dinner and dancing tonight and I was a nervous as a canary at a cat show.
After the Ball and the discussions Sharon and I had shared during the last few weeks, it was pretty obvious that tonight was going to be the night. We were out with our friends, going to a ladies-only nightclub, the expectation was that we would be going home together and god I was nervous as hell.
One good thing was I'd channelled all that nervous energy into my apartment. It was spotless; it looked as clean as the day I'd moved in. Everything was washed, polished, cleaned and scrubbed. If we did end up here tonight I didn't want Sharon to be disappointed by how I lived.
To be honest, I preferred it this way; it was good to have the energy and the motivation to bring order to my life. I'd felt alive with possibilities, ever since the Ball, I'd had a new appreciation for living, not just existing.
I looked at myself, twisting and turning in front of the mirror, biting my lip nervously. Natalie had been quite explicit. Jeans, the tighter the better, a plain T-shirt, also tight, a comfortable jacket if I wanted and some serious 'fuck me' heels. Her description had been to look like 'sex on legs' and I hoped like hell I looked the part.
The pale blue stretch jeans were new, I'd bought them yesterday and they fitted like a second skin, making me glad I'd gone with a G string; I wanted no visible marks detracting from the look.
The tee was a plain white one, old enough to have shrunk to the point that it hugged me tightly in all the right places over a white silk and lace bra, while the red spiked heels were an old favourite. I dragged my black leather jacket out and pulled it on and off several times, wondering if it was the right look, it went with the outfit, but it might not work tonight.
Eventually the jacket went back in the closet; it was going to be a warm night and it was one less thing to worry about. I packed everything I needed into a red leather purse I'd picked up a few days ago to match the heels and belt.
I'd also spent ages looking at my hair, up, down, styled, loose, ponytail or twist; I didn't seem to be able to settle. Eventually I went for a high ponytail, it was cooler when dancing, it sort of went with the casual outfit and it made my neck look longer.
Finally my cell rang, Jane and Maura were on their way in a taxi and they'd pick me up on the way past. I spent the last 20 minutes before they arrived pacing and checking my reflection in the mirror. I wondered again about my hair and a jacket, before finally turning away, it was too late to change anything.
A quick call and I hurried down to where the taxi waited and climbed in the back next to Maura; they were both dressed similarly to me, Maura in a green tee and sinfully tight white jeans, Jane in black jeans which emphasised her long legs and a plain white tee. We exchanged compliments on the way to the restaurant, a hole in the wall Thai place which came highly recommended by David Gabriel.
Arriving we stepped inside to find the others had just arrived and were waiting to be seated. I saw Sharon and paused, my heart in my throat; she'd gone for a similar look, even having her hair in a high tail that left her neck exposed She had her back to me so I could run my eyes over her without being seen.
The dark blue jeans she was wearing were almost scandalously tight, dragging my vision across her tight toned ass and down those gloriously long legs. Her red tee contrasted against the black studded leather belt and a set of black patent leather stiletto heels that added a good four inches to her height.
I remembered Natalie's comment again; 'sex on legs'. My god Sharon looked the part; I swallowed nervously, my mouth suddenly dry as I ran my eyes up and down over her, then once again over that deliciously tight ass and those legs, oh my god, those legs.
Anastasia and Natalie looked their usual stunning selves, but I had eyes only for Sharon as she turned around. I saw her eyes widen as she took me in, before a warm sultry smile lit up her face.
As general hugs and kisses were exchanged, Sharon leaned in and whispered into my ear,
"God Brenda, you look good enough to eat" I felt myself blush, which immediately set off everyone else, who teased us both unmercifully as we were led to our table.
Dinner was great, lots of finger food, delicious curry things, the fish cakes were superb and the skewers divine, but I spent the entire time acutely aware that Sharon was seated next to on the bench seat, her hip and leg pressed up against mine, lots of touches and closeness and her heady perfume, a faint hint of jasmine and frangipani.
By the time we had eaten I was almost giddy, everyone was having a great time, lots of silly stories and laughter and I was so happy to be here it almost made me forget the nervousness and the butterflies.
We made our way to Blush, only a few blocks away and I followed Natalie and Jane as they led us straight past the line and charmed the security people to let us right in. Once inside we checked our clutches and purses, claimed a table, grabbed some drinks and headed out onto the dance floor.
The next two hours passed in a blur of music and dance, feeling bodies brush against mine on the dance floor, I partnered everyone, but always came back to Sharon, as we swayed and danced to the beat.
Finally I couldn't keep going and made my way back to the table via the ladies. My feet were killing me, but I didn't care, I was having too much fun.
A striking raven haired woman stepped into my path as I approached the table, her arm blocking my way.
"Hey baby, I was watching you out on the floor, you look good" Her eyes ran over me, obviously liking what she saw. "Would you dance with me?"
I paused, unsure of how to answer her, as she laid her hand on my arm. Then I saw the girls at our table turn to look, obviously they'd spotted what she was doing.
"You'll have to ask my girlfriend. That's her behind you"
She looked that way and was suddenly on the end of the patented Raydor death glare, plus the concentrated disapproval of four other striking women. Looking back, she stepped back out of my way.
"Oh, sorry, no offense"
"None taken" I smiled as I walked past, settling besides Sharon at the table.
"Thanks for the save guys" Sharon smiled at me while Jane laughed.
"I think she got the message" Anastasia leaned over.
"We couldn't throw you to the wolves Brenda, Sharon has plans for you later" Sharon just looked at her and rolled her eyes. "Whoa and I thought Nat did that well, that's impressive"
Natalie leaned over to be heard over the music.
"It's a good thing we didn't drag you to The Intersection for your first night, especially given what happened to us when we there" Her eyes ran over first Sharon, then I approvingly. "You'd both end up being hit on constantly. Towards the end we had to rescue Jane from an admirer who wouldn't back off"
Sharon raised one eyebrow.
"That sounds… interesting" Anastasia laughed.
"Oh it was. Ask Maura and Blondie here how they rescued Jane from a fate worse than death"
The story was finally told, albeit with much teasing and interruptions, by which time we were all laughing like idiots. I looked at the four of them; they were obviously close, remarkably so for having only met less than three months ago, a lot had definitely happened since then, one day I hoped to hear it all.
I looked across at Sharon, who was behaving in a most un-Commander Raydor like manner, happy, laughing like a fool with the rest of us, her eyes shining. I swear most of the LAPD wets their pants at a harsh look from her, they wouldn't recognise the woman sitting next to me if they tried, but I was so very happy to see her like this, for her to be my friend.
Tonight she was going to be a lot more than just a friend; we were going to leave here and well… I felt a blush rise as I realised I was going to see Sharon out of her clothes and she was going to see me naked.
I was going to go home with her; I was going to become her lover, a lesbian.
I faltered at that thought.
I was going to become intimate with her in a way I would never have contemplated a few weeks back. I was going to become a lesbian; Sharon and I were going to…
My mind went blank, I thought I was ready for this, but it was real, it was going to happen, tonight, with Sharon. I felt a sudden chill run through me, was I really ready for this? I realised that for all my anticipation, the reality of what I was going to do had hit me.
Would I be able to go through with it, for her sake? God I didn't want to hurt her, what if I did? What if I balked at the last moment, hurt her feelings, made her doubt herself, made her cry?
Before I realised what I was doing I had stood up and walked away from the table, feeling like I was fleeing my fears. I was dimly aware of Sharon calling after me, but kept walking, I needed some time to process everything that was happening to me, it was all overwhelming me, I was lost.
I realised I was standing in a corner, staring at the wall, when I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. I turned, expecting to see Sharon, but to my surprise it was Natalie, looking at me with those great blue eyes brimming with sympathy, it made me want to flee all over again.
"Brenda, are you OK? You worried me, us" I shook my head; the words wouldn't come to me.
She just gave me a small smile, searching my face. I tried again, in a small voice.
"Scared"
"She peered in closely at me, a worried look on her face, before determination set in.
"Come with me Brenda"
Brooking no argument, Natalie grabbed me by the hand and pulled me with her, down a corridor, past the toilets, before slamming open the door to the disabled toilet and dragging me inside, locking the door behind us and facing me.
"Brenda, what's up? You were having a great time, but now you look terrified. What's happened?"
"I don't know Natalie, I'm scared, I want this, but I don't know what I should be doing. It was ok in the abstract, but now it's real"
"Brenda, it's ok, it's ok to be nervous, it's your first time, but you're lucky. Sharon loves you; she'll be gentle and slow and make sure you don't feel like you're being pushed to do anything you're not ready for" I looked down at the floor.
"I know, but I worry, that I'll do something wrong, that I'll mess it up, that I'll disappoint Sharon" She gave a quick bark of laughter.
"Hah! As if" I looked up at her laughter.
"Sharon's practically drooling out there, we can all see it. She's trying to hide it because she wants you to be comfortable, to not feel pressured, but she's pretty obvious to me. I doubt she's looked away from you for more than 10 seconds at a time all night" I looked down at the floor again.
"I'm scared, it's all new and I don't want to mess it up, I want us to both work, both of us"
"We all want you to be happy Brenda, Sharon wants you to be happy, well she wants something else too, but mostly she wants you happy and confident and not afraid" I looked down to see my hands twisting and clenching; nerves I told myself.
Natalie took a step towards me and lifted my head up with a hand under my chin, peering into my eyes.
"Brenda, you may not believe this, but Sharon's probably as nervous about this as you are. She's invested a lot of herself into pursuing you and she's probably scared stiff that she'll disappoint you"
"I don't want to disappoint her"
"Then don't, just be the usual, happy, confident Brenda Leigh Johnson we all like and she fell for and I'm certain you couldn't disappoint her"
"I'll try. I'm sorry Natalie, I truly am. I'm like a nervous teenager, being invited to make out behind the barn for the first time an all" She smiled.
"Sharon's really not much better out there. She has her own insecurities too" I blinked, Sharon?
"Why whatever do you mean?"
Sharon's a middle-aged woman Brenda, she's probably afraid that you won't find her body appealing, or that you may decide that she's may be too old for you to want to be with" I was shocked.
"But she's beautiful!"
"Then you need to tell her that. She's a woman Brenda; we all come with our own insecurities. Tell her she's beautiful and show her that you appreciate her and you'll be fine"
"I don't know, what do I do, how do I make her believe that I think she's beautiful and I'm awed that she wants me?" She shook her head slowly, a smile on her face.
"Make her know it, leave her in no position to doubt how you feel, tell her…" She suddenly stopped, as a wicked smile appeared. "Or you could just show her"
"How"
"Make her feel it, make her absolutely sure you want this and you want her"
"I want her to know that, no matter what. I want her to know that I'm grateful and anxious and scared but I want her. I want her to be mine"
"Then walk out there and show her that, make sure she's under no misconception, make her weak at the knees and panting for you, can you do that?" I looked uncertain.
"How far should I go, tell her, kiss her, what?" Natalie grinned as she walked around me, her voice coming from behind me.
"Hands by your side Brenda; close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you" I felt nervous as hell but did as I was told.
I started a bit as I felt Natalie's fingertips on my arms, then her soft voice in my ear; I could feel her leaning into me from behind as she spoke.
"Sharon's out there Brenda, she's waiting for you"
Her fingers ghosted up my arms, leaving goose bumps in their wake.
"She's wondering where you are. She's nervous, a little concerned she's done something wrong" I went to speak, but she silenced me. "No, not a word Brenda, just listen" I quieted.
"She's standing out there; in those jeans and heels you liked the look of so much. Oh yes, I saw you stripping her with your eyes when you first saw her" I heard the smirk in her soft, breathy voice.
"And you thought you weren't into girls? Oh Brenda, who were you trying to kid?" She laughed softly. "That was so blatant of you and oh so very wicked"
I could feel her presence just behind me.
"The eye sex between you two's been practically X-rated all night"
Her hands ran up over my shoulders and I trembled a little at her touch.
"Now she's out there, looking a little lost because she can't see you, perhaps she thinks she's scared you off" I bit my lip, the thought made me sad and sorry and full of regret.
"Perhaps someone else out there see's it Brenda and they want to make her feel better. They look at her and see a beautiful woman who needs to be loved" I felt her hands making teasing little circles on my neck and I shivered, but for another reason. I was becoming aroused, very aroused and Natalie was doing it deliberately.
"Perhaps they'll walk up to her, offer to buy her a drink, offering sympathy and friendship and something more, Sharon wants you Brenda, but you're not there, because you're scared" I couldn't help it, the word escaped my lips.
"No!" I felt her breath warm on the back of my neck.
"Hush Brenda, you're here because you were frightened and now someone else out there is looking at Sharon and wondering why someone that lovely is all alone, so they will take her and love her and you'll be alone because you were afraid" I whimpered.
"No"
I felt her lips on my neck, tiny, teasing butterfly kisses that turned my skin to fire and made me gasp in shock.
"Does this feel good Brenda, does this make you feel" Oh god did it ever, I couldn't trust myself to speak, so I just nodded.
Her lips touched my neck again, tantalisingly softly, kissing down to the collarbone. I couldn't believe that she was doing this, driving me wild when she was someone else's? Oh god, why was she so cruel?
Her soft voice spoke again, so close to my ear I could feel the ghostly touch of her lips.
"It will feel a hundred times better with Sharon, she loves you Brenda, but you have to let her love you" I moaned softly, at her words and the images it conjured up.
"But someone else out there is looking at Sharon right now and scheming how to seduce her away from you. So they can take her to bed, make love to her, to make her theirs, not yours" My voice, was low, strained, anguished, the image was painful.
"No"
"Then go out there Brenda, she's waiting for you, for a sign" Her tongue traced down the side of my neck, before her lips pressed into my collarbone in a warm kiss, making me moan louder. "Go out there and claim her, make her yours, let everyone in the club know she belongs to you and you belong to her"
I felt her step back, her warmth leaving me and for a moment I missed it.
"Brenda" I opened my eyes and turned, Natalie was looking at me, smiling softly.
"Sharon is yours, let the world see that, now go"
I nodded, unable to say anything; I was in a desperate state of arousal. I felt like a missile, Natalie had armed and aimed me at my target; it was up to me to go in for the kill. She grinned and lifted her arm, pointing at the door.
"Go"
I strode out of there, Natalie at my back. Spotting Sharon standing there with Maura, looking around, my strode lengthened, desperate to close the distance.
She saw me coming and relief flooded her features, before she suddenly saw the look on my face. I saw her swallow convulsively, god knows what I looked like but I didn't care. She started to speak as I stormed up to her, but I didn't let her finish as my lips smashed into hers.
"Brenda mmph" I buried one hand in her hair, grabbing that oh so convenient ponytail, holding her head still as I attacked her mouth, while the other hand slid around to the small of her back and held her tightly to me. Her surprise must have lasted a second or two, before she was moaning into me, her hands pulling me to her, one on my neck, the other on my ass, squeezing tight, as our tongues entwined.
I don't know how long we were like that; all I know was that it felt so good I didn't want to stop.
Sharon tasted of wine and strawberries and smelt of jasmine and frangipani, I just wanted to inhale her, to taste her, to own her and never let her go.
Finally, I realised we both needed air and broke the kiss; we both stood there, still holding each other tight, as we gently panted, before she leaned in again and kissed me again, hard.
Finally we stepped back, realising that all eyes were on us. We looked around to see that the girls were watching us, smiling widely, beyond them I could see other people staring, some with surprise, some with envy and more than a few with desire shining in their eyes.
I looked back at Sharon as she spoke.
"My god Brenda, that was…"
"You Sharon, it's you"
"Wow, I think I should be worried, that was spectacular, I hope I can live up to your expectations" I smiled softly.
"I hope I can live up to yours" She smiled back.
"We'll have to find out together won't we honey?" I smiled wider.
"Why Sharon Raydor, that's awfully forward of you, are you trying to seduce me?"
"Damn straight"
"Good" We both laughed; all my nervousness had fled and it felt so good to be held in her arms, to feel her warmth and curves against me and her lips on mine. There was only really one thing to say.
"Take me home, please"