Fading... - Sex Stories

Fading...

... sprang to her feet and rushed over to the intercom and pressed the 'unlock door' button. Then she rushed back into her bedroom, and gave herself a final once over fidgeting with her hair a bit, then spraying a bit of perfume onto her breasts and on the inside of each wrist, afterward rubbing them together. She looked like a Hollywood starlet, in my humble opinion, she was definitely a 10.

A quick knock on the door, caused her to stop, and grab her purse before walking to and opening the door where a leggy blonde-haired woman with big tits stood smiling. If I'm honest, while Steph looked incredible in a sexy, but classy way, Gretchen kind of looked like a slut. She stepped forward, and kissed Steph, and I felt her tongue against Steph's lips, and then it was in my mouth, only slightly. I wanted an erection so badly so that I could have release. The kiss ended a moment later, and Gretchen looked at Steph a bit strangely, then shook her head, smiled and said "We're meeting some friends, and I promise before the night it out, you'll have forgotten all about Kevin."

Once again, there was a struggle between the auto-pilot that operated Steph when I wasn't trying to control her actions, or words, Steph seemed reluctant, but I was completely on-board. This might be the only opportunity I'd ever have to actually feel what it felt like to have sex as a woman. Somehow, I imagined understanding that puzzle would open all the doors that had forever been shut in my ...

... face.

"You're already dressed, come on, let's go, and promise me, no sad faces, and no thinking about Kevin."

We went in Gretchen's car to a club I'd heard of, but had obviously never been to. The music was really loud, and there were a lot of people inside dancing, and flirting, people that would have never given me the time of day. I couldn't believe that there were so many beautiful people in my town, but the club looked like it had been populated by the most fashionable, attractive Parisians. As we made our way inside, every single man we passed stared at the two of us, flashing perfect smiles, and dripping with confidence. By the time we made our way to the bar, we had two guys in tow, trying to talk to us, but the music was so loud, I couldn't hear anything.

Gretchen was able to deal with the two guys that had followed us, and had sent them on their way without being a bitch, well at least it looked that way. We ordered drinks, and watched all of the beautiful people. Two more guys walked up within thirty seconds, and once again, Gretchen spoke with them while I people-watched, then they were gone. I liked being able to just let her deal with the guys, what would I have said anyway?

We were nearly done with our drinks when two guys walked up to us, one looked like a model out of GQ magazine with chiseled good looks, and eyes that were pale blue. He appeared to be in his thirties, and was a bit over six feet tall, if I had to guess, maybe 180-190 pounds. His eyes never ...