She Lake a Chance part 3 of 4

She Lake a Chance part 3 of 4


It was several days later Trey shared details of the conversation he had enjoyed with Sally. Some details though, he decided, would be best kept to himself. On hearing the news, Angela, Trey’s wife, did what any good friend would do when learning someone had experienced a loss; she reached out to Micah and offered words of comfort, and in a sign of solidarity, suggested a girl’s night out. Seeing the potential of an evening alone with her friend, Sally gladly accepted her invitation and in her mind began plotting the events she wished to see unfold.

It was Friday night of the following week that the girls met for their night out. The Umber ride in which Sally had arrived pulled up curbside, and she watched as Angela excitedly skipped down the steps toward the waiting car. Once inside, Angela hugged Sally, again expressed her feelings for her friend’s loss, then quickly changed the subject to learn what was in store for the night.

Now, I don’t know how you’re going to feel about this Sally began, but I thought we could do something exciting and different together Sally paused a moment and tried reading Angela’s immediate reaction. Have you ever been to a strip club?

Like Chippendale’s? Oh, sure Angela replied, thinking of the bachelorette parties she had attended in the past.

What about…you know…a bikini bar?

Angela looked at Sally and saw an unmistakable, impish smile on her face. With no objection from Angela, Sally gave the driver their destination and moments later they were off to enjoy each other’s company.

After a short drive, they arrived at a gentlemen’s club on the outskirts of the city. They entered the establishment arm-in-arm, signaling to all other patrons who watched them enter that they were indeed together, hoping to at least ward-off any unwanted attention. Spying two empty stools at the stage, they quickly seated themselves and were approached by a scantily dressed woman who took their drink order.
 
Sally, a true fan of tequila, ordered several shots for them both, despite Angela’s objection. The blaring music quieted only momentarily as the DJ called the next dancer to the stage. Her name was Beebe, and judging by the way Sally’s eyes followed her,
Angela guessed that this was not the first time she had been there to see her perform.

From out of nowhere, Sally produced a handful of singles, and as Beebe knelt in front of her and pulled his G-string to the side, Sally slid to her the first of many dollars she would spend that night. Beebe winked and blew a kiss to Sally, whose face Angela could see immediately became flushed. Not once taking her eyes off the dancer, Sally handed several bills to Angela and encouraging her to pay tribute, hoping Beebe wouldn’t leave them.

Beebe passed in front of the girls several more times over the course of the next few songs. The other patrons seated along the stage didn’t seem to mind, obviously enjoying the two women who sat at the far end drinking tequila shots and cat-calling the favored dancer. They lost track of the number of shots each had consumed, but neither seemed to care.

When the last song Beebe would dance to that evening began playing, she decided, having been tribute so much by her two beautiful fans that she would dance for them alone. Beebe swayed to the music directly in front of Sally, and Angela watched as her friend became oblivious to all around her, all except for the tanned goddess whose bubble-shaped ass that she, too, had come to love. Sally then did something unexpected; she slid her hand along Angela’s leg and down the inside of her bare thigh. Angela closed her eyes, and with her hands, grabbing Sally’s own hand and pressed it against her, moaning softly. Sally could feel an intense heat radiating through the fabric of Angela’s shorts and imagined how wet she must have been at that moment. Angela opened her eyes and turned her face toward Sally, who leaned in and kissed her mouth, her tongue pushing past Angela’s own inviting lips.

Beebe, however, broke up the party.

Listen girls, she said, you are hot as fuck right now and have given me more than enough to get myself off tonight, but you are goanna get thrown out if you don’t keep your hands to yourselves.

Angela got to her feet and said to Sally, We need to go now, having already summoned an Umber ride home.
 Pushing past a large crowd of patrons who clapped and cheered loudly for them as they exited the club, they spotted their waiting ride. As they climbed in, they shared a smile after seeing that it was the same driver who had dropped them off earlier that evening. Turning to face the girls to ask if they had enjoyed themselves, the driver stopped short when he saw them kissing and figured it best to not disturb them. He adjusted the rear-view mirror for a better view of the girls action, until Angela pulled herself away from Sally and coldly told him, I’ll fucking cut you. Quickly resetting the mirror, he drove the two sirens home without another word.

Trey had spent much of the evening watching movies, occasionally glancing at his phone for any messages he may have received from the girls, but there was none sent all evening. Now hearing the sound of keys and laughter outside, he knew the two party girls had finally arrived. The front door opened, and from where he sat on the couch,
Trey silently watched as Angela quickly led Sally by the hand to the bedroom, saying not a word nor even acknowledging her husband. He rose from his seat and followed, but Angela had not only closed the door behind them, but had locked it as well, Trey simply smiled went back to the couch and waited.

Inside the bedroom, Angela pushed Sally backward onto the bed and climbed to straddle her. Hovering above, she kissed Sally deeply and felt the woman’s hands lifting her shirt. Leaning back, Angela pulled her shirt off and watched as Sally did the same from her position, unclasping her bra and letting fall to the floor beside the bed. She admired Sally’s figure, and her tits full and proud, and nipples appearing hard as stone. She lowered herself and licked Sally’s nipple lightly before sucking it fully into her mouth, squeezing her breast firmly with her hand, as Sally’s own hands reaching behind Angela to grab her ass. Their mouths met again, tongues eagerly exploring each other’s as they kissed long and deeply.

What do think Trey is thinking right now? Sally asked between kisses.

“Dun no...”

But, do you think he knows what Sally started.

Of course, he does. Wait...I thought you said you knew my husband, said Angela, playfully. She stood, this time reaching for the shorts from which Sally was trying to free herself. Angela slid them down her legs and dropped them to the floor, pausing to admire the sexy panties Sally wore underneath.

Running her hands up the length of Sally’s legs to her waistline, Angela was momentarily stopped. Angela, Sally whispered, I’ve never done anything like this before.

“What? Had sex?” Angela smiled at her, knowing full well what she meant. Then, with a new tone of seriousness asked, do you want me to stop?

Oh, fuck no! She cried out, loud enough, she thought, for Trey to hear from the other room. It’s just that this is entirely new for me. I’ve never been with another woman, and I don’t know that I.

Angela pressed her finger to Sally’s lips and whispered to her, “You just do what comes naturally... if it feels good to you I’ll love it just as much. She brought her mouth to Sally’s and they again lost themselves in the moment.

By the time Angela had finally positioned herself before her and spread Micah’s legs wide to fully expose her hairless pussy, Micah was nearly in sensory overload. The sensual touch of Angela’s hands made her full body quiver, and when her mouth finally made contact with her clit, Micah nearly lost it. She thought of every man who had ever gone down on her before, but none were as skillful as the beauty that now pleasured her senses. With a mixture light kisses, gentle nibbles, and a tongue that simply would not cease dancing upon her clit, Sally felt she was close to having an out-of-body experience. It was only when Angela slid her fingers deep inside to find her G-spot that she fully let loose the loudest squeal of pleasure, caring not at all who might hear.

By nutbuster