Thread: Girl's Fun in the Sun (Prince x Javorcek)

Sammie felt her stomach roil at Lena's answer. It was of course, the absolute truth, they were just friends. But she didn't like Michelle's grin widening as she heard the reply. And it really bothered her the way the tall stranger's eyes narrowed on Lena like a cat focusing on its prey. Irrational fears popped into Sammie's head about poor, inexperienced Lena getting taken advantage of by this butchy seductress. What the fuck was wrong with her suddenly? She turned and glanced around to clear her head. The bar was getting packed now and the bartender finally saw Michelle and took her order... rum shots for the three of them and a vodka Martini for Michelle. As they waited for the drinks, the three girls chatted amiably. Sammie felt to be the odd girl out, both because of the fact she was on the other side of Lena as well as Michelle's obvious interest in every little thing Lena said. The body language was not subtle. Michelle was apparently some sort of personal trainer in New York. With a celebrity clientele and some new fitness video she had just shot and was trying to sell. Whatever. Sammie was sure those types were a dime a dozen. And who the fuck cares who your clients are? She was getting a little annoyed she realized, even though Lena appeared to be all smiles. Was she blushing at some compliment Michelle made that Lena didn't hear? She was giggling like a school girl at Michelle's stupid jokes now. Ugh. The shots couldn't have arrived sooner. Sammie even had to stick her shot glass in with the other two girls to remind them she was taking the shot with them. She ordered another vodka cranberry while the bartender was there and glowered, unseen and forgotten by both Lena and Michelle. This bar was packed full of beautiful women. All of them lesbians and oozing sexuality as club music started to pump from the speakers. There were bare breasts and barely covered breasts everywhere she looked. Girls in makeup with done up hair and nice dresses, girls fresh from the pool with wet hair and only thong bikini bottoms , sun burnt drunken girls unaware their wraps were half off, two girls were making out at a table behind her with their hands slipping into who knows what under their skirts, and already a number of girls were rocking on the dance floor. She should be in heaven. This should be a fantasy she would pinch herself repeatedly to make sure wasn't a dream. But instead she was pissed as her best friend was suddenly having a blast chatting with another woman. And a woman that was about as different from Sammie as could be conceived. So that's what she likes. She thought in a dark mood. It was all teasing, she is bi, just likes the butch types not skinny, little girls like me. At least before she thought Lena was just battling her sexuality, now Sammie stewed in the thought that Lena was just not into her that way. A type of rejection that was a lot more personal. ---------- Michelle was very picky when it came to her women. Her profession was fitness and she only liked women who were also athletic and had a similar pride in their body's appearance. But, she definitely liked feminine girls. She didn't want to see herself in the mirror, or worse yet a man, when looking at a girlfriend! Lena had stood out when Michelle had saw her remove her top from the other side of the bar. A toned body and tall, which was rare, with those amazing and absolutely irresistible breasts that hung in perfect teardrops. And so feminine too, with curly brown hair and beguiling hazel eyes. She didn't radiate any butch tendencies to Michelle, which was also unusual for a strong, athletic and tall woman. And she was so easy to talk with. Michelle found herself smiling naturally and pouring her heart out to Lena about the personal trainer business she had built from nothing in New York over the last ten years. Her grand plans and the recent successes that hid years of living on credit cards and being barely able to afford rent. The two of them had turned towards each other as they talked and Michelle rested her hand on Lena's arm casually, loving the feeling of her soft skin. Those breasts dangled in front of her, teasing her as they heaved and jiggled with every laugh and breath. What a temptress to bare those mounds in front of this crowd and be so unconcerned about her nudity. She was probably incredible in bed. Michelle was feeling infatuation turn to lust as she talked and she made sure Lena knew it. Touching her arm, shoulder and hip needlessly as they chatted. Smiling and staring into her eyes as she told her how gorgeous they were. Michelle knew how to get what she wanted and loved being a butch. She was assertive and took control of her women. Lena was into her, she could tell. And now, she wanted to get a little bit more body contact with her new friend. After drinking another shot together, she grabbed Lena's arm and pulled her up off the bar stool. Let's dance, she said with a grin as she pulled the tall brunette after her without waiting for a response.