by Mj Williamz
The hostess finally came over to take her to a table.
“You don’t look familiar,” the hostess said.
“No. I just moved to town. Today, actually.”
“Oh, well, welcome. What will you be doing here?”
“I’ll be waitressing at Kindred Spirits. Do you know it?”
“Honey, I’ve lived here for ten years. I don’t think there’s much about this town I don’t know.”
“Oh, then you do know it. I haven’t been by there to check it out. I thought I’d go over after dinner.”
“That’s a good idea. Things there won’t pick up until a little later anyway.”
Susan ordered her dinner and relaxed while she enjoyed crepes made to perfection. She stopped occasionally to take in the sheer joy of being surrounded by nothing but women. Sure, the community was small, but it was a little slice of heaven as far as Susan was concerned. She hadn’t seen anything yet to make her question her decision to move. But she still hadn’t seen Kindred Spirits. She was anxious to finish her dinner and head over.
The waitress brought the bill and Susan paid. She walked down the street to her car. She breathed in the cool coastal air and felt a sense of comfort flow over her. She knew she had made the right decision. She was home.
Susan entered the address for Kindred Spirits into her phone and drove over. She had surprised herself that she took the job sight unseen, but the owner had been so nice to her on the phone and via emails. She was sure she would love working there.
She easily found the place, but it wasn’t so easy to find a parking place. The lot was almost full. She finally found one and got out of her car. She smoothed her skirt, put her keys in her purse, and started toward the front door.
She could hear the music loud and clear before she even opened the door. When she did open it, the sounds from the bar rushed over her. She heard the music, as well as laughter and clinking glasses. She stood just inside the door and took everything in. Everyone seemed to be having a good time. She was happy she’d taken the job there.
Susan fought her way through the crowd until she came to the bar. She waited patiently for the bartender to come over and take her order. She felt herself being jostled and turned to her right to see who had bumped into her.
“Excuse me,” said a cute blonde. “I didn’t mean to bump into you.”
“No worries.”
The blonde pushed her bangs out of her eyes, but they fell right back. She didn’t seem to mind.
“I don’t think I’ve seen you around before,” she said.
“I actually just got to town today.”
“And you’ve already found this place? My kind of woman.” She smiled then, a dimpled smile that made her eyes sparkle.
“I’ll actually be working here,” Susan said.
“Even more my kind of woman. Let me get your drink for you.”
Susan agreed before thinking. She inwardly cursed. She wasn’t looking for anything, she reminded herself. And she didn’t need to let the first smooth talking butch to come along buy her a drink.
“Thanks,” Susan said and turned away.
“Hey.” The blonde grabbed her elbow. “Why not join us? We’re safe, I promise.”
Susan shook her head.
“No, thank you. But thank you for the drink.”
She walked off and could feel the gaze of the blonde boring into her back.
CHAPTER TWO
Mel worked her way through the crowd back to the pool table she and Joey were running. She poured Joey a glass of beer and filled her own glass.
“Who were you talking to?” Joey asked.
“I have no idea. A new employee of this fine establishment, but I didn’t get her name.”
“She’s a looker.”
“Well, I don’t need to worry about getting her vitals tonight. It’s not like this is the only time I’ll be here.”
“True. Okay, well, we’re out of opponents so rack the balls and I’ll play you.”
“Sounds good.”
Mel was racking the balls for Joey to break when two young women approached them.
“We’ve been watching you two. You’re really good.”
“Thanks. You want to challenge us?” Mel said.
“No. We just want to watch, if that’s okay?”
“Fine by me,” Mel said. “Get yourself some glasses. We’ll share our pitcher with you.”
She watched as the women pressed their way to the bar and came back with glasses. She poured them each a glass of beer.
“My name’s Mel,” she said. “This is Joey.”
“Hi. I’m Tonya,” the dark-haired one said. She pointed to the blonde. “This is Carrie.”
“Hi,” Joey and Mel said in unison.
Joey and Mel played two more games while they chatted with the girls. Mel bought another pitcher, but just as it arrived, Joey announced she had to leave.
“Are you sure?” Mel said. She looked at her watch. It was only midnight.
“I’m sure. Some of us have a two-year-old we have to get up and deal with in the morning. I’ll see you later.”
“Good night,” Carrie said. Then she looked at Mel. “She’s really cute. Does she really have a two-year-old?”
“She does indeed. Little DJ. He’s about the cutest kid ever.”
“She doesn’t look like the type that would have a baby.”
“Actually, her wife had him,” Mel said.
“That makes more sense. Still, I was hoping we could all get out of here and go party.”
“You know,” Mel smiled her best smile. “We could still do that, couldn’t we?”
“I suppose,” Carrie said.
“Sounds great to me,” Tonya said.
“Where do y’all live?” Mel asked.
“We live in Somerset,” Carrie said.
“Well, I live in town. We can go to my place. Let’s go pick up some beers and we can head over.”
They left the bar, and Mel pointed out her Chevy Z28. They pointed to Carrie’s Prius. They got in their car and Mel pulled out of the parking lot, confident they were behind her. She drove to the liquor store and picked up a twelve-pack of Coronas. Then she got back in her car and drove to her house.
Mel was not a neat freak by any stretch, but at least she wasn’t as bad as Joey used to be, she reasoned. She kept her place picked up and mostly free of clutter. And you certainly wouldn’t find any day-old pizza in her living room. She did a quick scan of the room and found it met with her approval. While the girls took their sweet time, Mel hurried down the hall to her bedroom. Her bed was made with clean sheets. Right on. She was ready for the ladies now.
She walked back to the front room to find them standing there.
“Hey. The beer’s in the fridge. Let me get some for you.”
She got the beer and they all sat on the sofa.
“This is a nice place,” Tonya said.
“Thanks. I’ve lived here for like ten years or so.”
“Wow.”
“So, what do you ladies do in Somerset?”
“We go to school there.”
“College, right?” Mel was suddenly nervous.
“Of course,” Carrie said.
“Just checkin’. You two look too old to be high school students, but I had to ask.”
“Don’t worry about it. We both went to high school in Orange County. We’re old enough,” Tonya said. She smiled, a slow, devilish smile that made Mel’s boxers wet.
“I’m glad to hear that.” Mel reached out a hand and played with a strand of Tonya’s hair. It was soft and silky. She wondered what other parts of her were soft and silky. She was determined to find out.
Carrie moved from her place beside Tonya to the other side of Mel. Mel liked being in the middle. She was enjoying the way her night was turning out. She was reminded of the nights she and Joey used to cruise and pick up women. They all had a good, no strings attached kind of fun. And that’s what she was in for t
hat night.
Tonya got on her knees and cupped Mel’s face. She bent to kiss her lips, and Mel felt a fire flare inside her when their lips met.
“Damn, woman,” Mel said.
“I could say the same thing,” Tonya said. She kissed her again, harder, and placed one of Mel’s hands on her breast. Mel fondled her through her clothes but grew frustrated. She wanted to feel her skin. She started to unbutton Tonya’s shirt when she remembered Carrie.
She turned to her and kissed her. Carrie’s kiss was more apprehensive, but she soon relaxed into it. Mel ran her tongue along Carrie’s lips until Carrie opened her mouth for her. Their tongues swirled around each other, and when Mel broke the kiss, they were both breathing heavily.
“God, I want you two,” Mel said.
“You can have us,” Tonya said.
“Yeah, just tell us what to do.”
Mel finished unbuttoning Tonya’s shirt. She folded it over the back of her couch.
“Now you two,” Tonya said.
Mel lifted her golf shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor. She watched as Carrie took her shirt off and placed it with Tonya’s. Mel sat bare-chested.
“Hey, no fair. I’m the only one with tits showing,” she said. “Come on, you two, lose the bras.”
They quickly did, and Mel was in heaven seeing those young, perky breasts. Tonya’s were more than a handful, while Carrie’s were a perfect fit. She held each of them in turn before she lowered her head to take one of Carrie’s in her mouth. Carrie let out a low moan. Mel sensed movement and looked up to see Tonya with Carrie’s other nipple in her mouth.
She reached over and kneaded one of Tonya’s breasts while she continued to suckle Carrie. These women were hot. And they were only getting warmed up.
Mel took her hand back and ran it up Carrie’s thigh. She had on a short skirt, so it was easy to do. She found a muscular leg with soft skin. She also felt the moist heat coming from her center.
She had to taste her. She unzipped her skirt and peeled it down her slim hips. Next, she took off her underwear the same way. She eased Carrie back on the couch and buried her face between her legs. She loved the flavor of Carrie’s pussy. She tasted so sweet and young, and Mel couldn’t get enough.
Mel stopped briefly when she felt Tonya standing next to her, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. Tonya pulled them down and Mel stepped out of them. Tonya then removed Mel’s boxers. Mel went back to licking Carrie only to feel Tonya’s fingers deep inside her.
“Oh, dear God,” she moaned against Carrie. “That feels so good.”
“Good.”
Carrie had her knees over Mel’s shoulders by then, and Mel slid her own fingers inside her. Carrie moved against them as Mel licked her clit until Carrie cried out and collapsed after her climax.
Tonya continued to move her fingers in and out of Mel, who was determined not to come before Tonya. She gently took hold of Tonya’s wrist and withdrew her hand.
“Aw,” Tonya said. She offered her hand to Carrie, who sucked Mel’s juices off it.
“I insist on ladies first,” Mel said. “Now, come on. Let’s go to my room and we’ll keep playing.”
She led them down the hall to her room and turned to face Tonya.
“You are way overdressed,” she said. “Let’s get you out of those shorts.”
Tonya stripped quickly and climbed onto the bed. Mel joined her. Carrie hung back.
“What’s wrong, Carrie?” Mel asked. “Come on up and join us.”
“I’ve already had my turn.”
“What? Do you turn into a pumpkin at a certain time? You think you only get one turn? We’re partying tonight, woman. And I plan to have you over and over again.”
“Are you serious?” A small smile crept over her lips. “That sounds awesome.”
“So get on the bed, sweetness. Let’s do this.”
Carrie lay back on the bed and Mel opened her legs again. She ran her hand over the softness she found there. She plunged her fingers inside her while she bent to taste Tonya. Her tongue rolled easily over her satin playground. She dipped inside her before moving her tongue back to her slick clit. She circled it several times before she lapped at it hard and fast, causing Tonya to scream as she came.
While Tonya came back to earth, Mel turned her complete focus back to Carrie, who had been writhing on her fingers. Mel moved them in and out, twisting her hand as she did so. Carrie’s breathing got shallow, and she began to make little noises in the back of her throat. Mel withdrew her hand and swiped it across her clit, eliciting cries of ecstasy from her.
“What about you?” Tonya said. “Don’t you get a turn?”
“I’m not through with you two yet.”
“But we want at you,” Carrie said.
“Fine,” Mel said. “Go for it.”
She lay back on the bed and relaxed. She was more than happy to have these two young women have their way with her. She was beyond ready for them. She knew she could hold off for a little while longer, but if she didn’t have to, she wasn’t going to complain.
Tonya kissed her hard on her mouth, and Mel raised her head to taste more of her. She loved the feel of their tongues against each other. Tonya broke the kiss and kissed lower until she was sucking on one of Mel’s taut nipples.
Mel inhaled sharply at the sensation. She then felt Carrie’s hand tentatively resting on her inner thigh. She looked down and saw Carrie gazing at her. The sight made her even wetter.
“You want to touch me, don’t you?” Mel said.
“I can’t decide. You’re so beautiful. I might want to put my mouth on you. I already know you taste good.”
“Well, I’d like to tell you to take your time, but I need you, so you’re going to have to do something soon.”
She watched Carrie’s face disappear between her legs. She felt her tongue on her and groaned. She leaned back and closed her eyes. The feel of both ladies working their magic on her was heaven. She held Tonya’s head in place and arched her hips to take Carrie’s tongue deeper.
Tonya moved to Mel’s other breast and sucked her nipple hard. Mel saw lights behind her eyelids, dim lights that grew brighter the closer she got to her climax. She felt Carrie move to her clit and knew it wouldn’t be long. She closed her eyes tighter and grabbed hold of the sheet under her. She needed to come. She tried to hold off, but it was no use. The lights she was seeing grew bright as she rode one orgasm after another.
“You two know what you’re doing,” she said when her voice returned.
The two girls snuggled up against her. She held them both as sleep overtook them.
Mel woke up early Sunday morning. She looked from one young woman to the other. They appeared to be sleeping so soundly, it seemed a shame to wake them. She padded down the hall and got the coffee started. She wandered back to her room, and the girls still hadn’t moved. She couldn’t resist the sight of the two nubile bodies. She climbed onto the bed and buried her face between Carrie’s legs while she ran her fingers over Tonya. Evidence of the previous night’s orgasms greeted her.
She felt her own insides drip at the feel of the girls. Carrie tasted like heaven, and Tonya felt soft and warm and wet. She swirled her tongue around Carrie’s swollen clit and dragged her hand over the length of Tonya.
The girls started moving, and Mel looked up to see them playing with each other’s tits. That got her hotter. She rubbed hard on Tonya’s clit and licked furiously at Carrie’s. She heard them cry out together and slowed her actions, eventually stopping when she felt them quit shaking.
“Good morning to us,” Tonya said.
“The coffee should be about ready,” Mel said.
“Oh, no you don’t.”
Tonya kissed down Mel’s body until she was between her legs. She licked her from one end to the other.
“You’re wet and you taste wonderful,” she said.
Carrie made herself comfortable at Mel’s breasts. She suckled at one nipple then the othe
r while Tonya licked inside Mel.
Mel was almost overcome with sensations. She was ready to come already, but told herself to hold off, that it would be worth it to wait just a little while longer. When she felt Tonya’s tongue on her clit, she lost control. She felt herself soaring through the atmosphere as she reached her climax.
*
Susan woke in her new house and stretched. She’d stayed out too late checking out Kindred Spirits. She’d decided it was a fun bar, and she was looking forward to working there. She’d seen a lot of different people there, all of whom were having a good time. However, her mind kept drifting back to the cute blonde who’d bought her her first drink there. She was charming and very easy on the eyes. Susan warned herself to stay away from her. She was sure she was trouble. Especially after she saw her leave with two young ladies. Susan was sure she was a player. And a player was the last thing she needed in her life.
She rolled over and checked the clock. Eleven o’clock! She’d overslept in a big way. She had hoped to get up early to get some unpacking done before she had to be at work, but that wasn’t the case. She had to be at the bar by one to fill out paperwork and start training. She hurried in the shower, and it wasn’t until she was drying off that she remembered she was in Maybon Tir, not Los Angeles. There would be no hour commute. It would take five to ten minutes to get to Kindred Spirits, tops. She relaxed and sat at the dining room table with a cup of coffee. She did have time to unpack some boxes, but decided to do that later. She just wanted to absorb her new life for the moment.
She felt the peacefulness of the land wash over her. An all-women’s community was unique. One on the beautiful Central Coast of California was unique and breathtaking. Susan told herself she’d explore it a little more after her shift ended at seven that night.
She dressed leisurely and finally it was twelve forty-five. She checked herself in her mirror again. Short-shorts and a white T-shirt. That’s what she’d been told to wear. She looked good. And there was a brief flicker in the back of her brain that if she saw the blonde again from the previous night, she might be interested. She shook the thought from her head. Susan wasn’t interested, regardless of how the blonde felt. She grabbed her keys and headed out to her car.