She made it aware, early on that she wanted “lady sex” as she called it and wanted to have her eventually join us.
This all sounded good to me, but I was in no rush to go perusing our circle of friends, bars, or the internet for a willing candidate. I figured she’d come home one day with someone in tow and things would unfold as they would.
I had never seen her be so forward. She touched this woman’s thigh as they talked, just brushed it with her fingers, then while laughing, she touched her shoulder and the woman leaned in a little, glancing at me with a flirtatious grin. It was fascinating to watch, the mating dance of females. My cock stiffened and I shifted on my barstool to make room.
Things got quiet between them and she kissed the stranger. I watched the brunette’s hand push through her hair, their soft delicate features meshing together. I noticed my love’s hand slip along the side of her new friend’s breast and I wondered if I was going to be included at some point.
She then reached for me, squeezing my thigh and I knew we were going to be in for a fun night.