Authors: Eden Davis
Jasi knew all about Jessebelle's, but didn't want to freak Livia out. She'd figure it out for herself soon enoughâor not. Either way, Jasi figured it might be amusing to watch her friend squirm, both from the jolts to her pussy, and the one to her head once she realized that despite Jessebelle's coed appearance, it was a bar that quietly catered to the undercover, girl-on-girl crowd.
“What can I get you ladies?” the waitress sauntered over to inquire.
“I don't know what to order. There's so much here,” Livia said, checking out the drink menu.
What would Quincy drink?
she wondered to herself. No way would hot and spontaneous Quincy be drinking a fuddy-duddy wine spritzer. “I'm kind of in the mood for something new.”
“One very dirty martini, and my friend here will have a green teani,” Jasi told the waitress, with a flirty smile.
“Really? A green tea martini?”
“Yes, doll. You really need to get out more. There is a whole world out here that you have yet to discover.”
“I know. I know.”
“So how's your list shaping up?” Jasi inquired, giving her friend a shot in the clit for emphasis as the waitress arrived with their drinks.
“Ummmm. Thanks.” Gratitude, rolled up in a quiet moan, slipped
between Liv's lips. She reached for the glass and downed half the drink, a useless attempt to put out the fire in her panties, and quiet the noises in her throat.
“Okay, now slow down so you can taste the damn thing,” Jasi suggested.
“Sorry, you and that damn remote have got me all discombobulated,” Livia said before sipping the martini and letting its taste settle onto her tongue. “Ooh, this is strong, but really good!”
“I figured you'd like it. Since green tea is your favorite hot drink so it stands to reason you'd like the cocktail version.”
“You're a good date,” Liv complimented her.
“I know this,” Jasi responded, punctuating each word with a buzz to Livia's clit.
Nicely liquored up, Jasi relaxed and let Quincy enjoy the ride. She let her body relax into the cushy leather upholstery. She pressed her pelvis into the seat looking for relief from the delightful agitation. Quincy responded by exploding into a thousand micro orgasms, prompting Livia to cross her legs, squeeze her inner muscles, and hide her moans in a cough.
Jasi could tell by Livi's flushed face that their friendly sex play was getting to her. Jasi also recognized that it was firing up her own girl dick as well. How could she not get turned on? She was clit-buzzing a beautiful woman and watching her squirm with pleasure. Damn that Chrissie for getting all personal and possessive before she'd been adequately satisfied! Now the raggedy remnants of Jasi's unquenched lust were intruding on what should be a fun-filled, platonic outing with one of her best, and most unavailable, friends.
“This is so wicked.”
“Wicked is good, especially for a girl scout like yourself.”
Livia sipped on her drink, responding in her head.
Humph! Livia
might be, but Quincy's no girl scout. Quincy gets herself off watching other people get off. Quincy has orgasms while another girl masturbates herself from afar. Quincy would totally consider fucking that hot ass bartender behind the bar simply because she thinks he's cute. Quincy's a quietly wicked little slut!
“Damn, a Benjamin for your thoughts,” Jasi said, watching the lustful expressions traipse across her friend's face. She gave Livi five seconds of nib stimulation, taking pleasure in the fact that she was keeping Livia dancing on the razor edge of a truly powerful, and extremely public orgasm.
“Stop. Seriously. I'm about to come again right here.”
“Again? Go for it, you little freak!” Jasi said, buzzing her again.
“Stop!”
“Okay, I'll stop if you tell me what you were thinking about.”
“I was admiring the guy behind the bar. He's definitely a cutie.”
Jasi turned to check out the honey who'd caught Livia's attention. She managed a good investigative look before locking eyes with the extremely hot Latina sister sitting at the bar. “I thought you didn't like the youngins.”
“Not ordinarily, but doesn't he look just likeâ”
“Rick Fox.”
“Exactly! Well, maybe his son or little brother.”
“So are you telling me you'd like to hit that?” Jasi asked, simultaneously teasing Liv's crotch with an electronic tickle.
“Maaybe,” Liv replied in singsong while going with the flow. The alcohol was definitely mellowing her mood.
“Interesting. These magic panties must really be getting to you. So, what else is on your fuck-it list?”
Livia took a swig of her cocktail, buying time while she decided how much to reveal to Jasi about her list. She wanted to keep things close to the vest, mainly to avoid ridicule and a barrage of
specific questions about how things were proceeding. Quincy, however, was insistent on full disclosure. Livi decided to meet her spunky vajayjay somewhere in the middle.
“Well, besides buying toys and playing with them, which we've already done here today, I want to go to a nude sunbathing beach and get a sexy tattoo. Oh, and don't ask me why, but I'm obsessed with finding a yellow leather chair to make love in.”
“Okay. I don't even want to know what that's about,” Jasi said, and much to Livia's relief, dismissed the leather chair revelation. “I mean, those sound nice, but this is supposed to be your damn f-u-c-k listâas in sex, intercourse, layin' pipe. I'm hearing about vacations and furniture shopping, but there's nothing on that list that has anything to do with fucking.”
“Remember, I only have to do two.”
“Fine, and today you've crossed off one, but the other one has to at least involve another person.”
“I don't believe that was ever specified as part of the pinky swear.”
“Well, I'm amending the rules,” Jasi informed her.
“I do have other stuff on the list,” Livia replied, deciding not to argue the fairness of this deal.
“Like? Come on, give me just one good one.”
“Like getting caught up in the moment and doing it with a stranger.”
“Okay, now we're talking.”
“And I always wanted to go back and do it with my high school boyfriend,” Livia continued.
“That sounds like it has promise. Why him?”
“Because I regret that we never made love, even though I was crazy about him.”
“And why didn't you?” Jasi asked, discreetly looking over to the bar and sharing a flirtatious look with the object of her desire.
“Because I was young and convinced by all the powers that be that sex was a no-no if we weren't married.”
“Damn, I was wondering how you managed to stay a virgin until you got married.”
“Bobby Jeffries. God, he was so hot! A basketball player,” Livia said, closing her eyes and smiling at the memory. “I wonder if he still is.”
“Still is what?”
“Hot.”
“Only one way to find out, doll.”
“I have no idea how to find him,” Livia admitted.
“Google. Facebook. You have heard of a little thing called the Internet, haven't you?
“Don't be stupid. Of course I have, but it doesn't feel right stalking somebody in cyberspace. It's like an invasion of privacy.”
“So you never looked up any of the guys you dated from eHarmony?”
“Nope, I don't even go online that much. My assistant does all the research for the bakery.”
“Wow. You and my mom,” Jasi joked. “I'm going to get another drink. Want a refill?”
“No thanks. I still have some sketching to do when I get home. Got a couple of big events coming upâboth referrals by Naomi Maddox. In this messed up economy, all I can say is thank God for her and her Glitterati friends.”
“So that will be another green teani?” Jasi insisted, ignoring Livia's refusal. “Naomi Maddox and her friends can wait. The only work you have to do tonight is playing with yourself and the rest of the toys in that bag.”
“You know what, you're right,” Livi said, giving voice to Quincy's demands. “I've earned some down time. Let's run a tab. I'm buying!”
Jasi laughed as she took Liv's credit card. She was legitimately happy to see Livia feeling so light and free. Apparently, this freaky little adventure was agreeing with her. She'd never witnessed her friend feeling so loose and willing to shrug off work in the name of having some sexually mischievous fun.
“Be right back,” Jasi said, pressing the remote to add some physical to her emotional pleasure.
“Give me that thing!” Livia demanded, holding her hand out.
“Not a chance. The night's still young.” Jasi laughed, giving her one last clit-buzz before heading over to the bar.
Jasi, casual but determined, headed straight to the side of the woman with whom she'd been eye-fucking. “Can I get another dirty martini, a green teani, and another for my friend here?” she asked Livia's sexy bartender, gesturing to the bronze-skinned lovely next to her.
“Thank you.
“You're welcome⦔
“Belinda.”
“Jasi. You know, Belinda, I've been sitting over there trying to help my friend, who's going through a tough time in her love life, but my mind and eyes keep wandering,” Jasi said, making clear two things. One, she and Livia were not a couple; and two, she found Belinda very attractive.
“And exactly where were they wandering off to?” Belinda asked suggestively, licking the salt rimming her Margarita glass.
“Ahh, that information is private. Definitely not for public revelation,” Jasi said, getting her flirt on.
Belinda laughed. “Well, maybe we should hook up sometime and you can whisper it in my ear.”
Jasi's face broke out into a wide smile. It was definitely good news that this beautiful honey was as smokin' as she looked. “Definitely,
sooner than later, I hope,” Jasi responded, shifting her eyes toward the bathroom as an invitation.
Belinda RSVP'd with a sexy, lip-biting smile.
“Be right with you.” Jasi's left eye winked while her mouth addressed the bartender. “Thank you,” she said as the bartender slid the drinks in front of her. “I see it's still pretty dead in here. I was wondering if you might have the time to do me a favor,” Jasi asked, slipping the fox a fifty-dollar bill and the remote control to Livia's panties. “See my friend over there? Could you keep her occupied for a while?”
Jasi leaned in to explain the remote and share with him some need to know information so he'd know exactly what needed to be done for Livia while she took care of more pressing, and personal, business.
“I think that's entirely possible,” he said, giving her a conspiratorial smile.
“Treat her nice,” Jasi insisted as the bartender smiled and nodded.
Jasi picked up their drinks and headed back over to join Livi at the booth. From the corner of her eye, she watched as Belinda finished her drink, slipped gracefully off her barstool, and headed toward the unisex bathroom.
“A toast,” Jasi said, raising her glass. “To the fuck-it list. May all your fantasies come true!”
They tapped glasses and as Livia raised the cocktail to her lips, her clit began to tingle. This time, the pace was different, more syncopated and rhythmic. It was delightfully confusing her vagina with a delicious buildup of vibrations, followed by seconds of stillness before revving up again. The tempo was maddening and Livia crossed her legs again, trying to stunt the pleasure before she exploded right there in the booth.
“Stop it!” she demanded, before gulping down half of the smooth-tasting
martini. “Oooh. Se..seriously, give me that th..thing!” Livia demanded, holding her hand out. “I caaaâ¦n't take it much longer, and I refuseâ¦mmmm⦠to embarrass myself.”
“Can't, and wouldn't even if I could.” Jasi laughed. “I'll be right back,” she said, and headed off to the bathroom to get some quick nib teasing of her own.
The zinging stopped and camouflaging her peek at the bartender behind a sweeping view of the bar, Livia looked around the small establishment. Still awaiting the after work crowd, Jessebelle's remained nearly empty. Her eyes came back to the bar, catching Mr. Fox's eye. They exchanged brief smiles before Liv looked away, and Quincy started singing again.
“Omigod!” she blurted out as her body nearly jumped in her seat. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Fox chuckle.
Damn it, Jasi!
She wished Jas would stop, because her vadge could not take much more of this blissful torture. Livi quickly downed the rest of her cocktail, trying to cool the heat creeping between her legs and up her neck.
“Another drink, miss?” the waitress strolled over to the booth to ask.
“Yes, please,” she said, her eyes following the server back to the bar so she could steal another look at the Fox. She was both relieved and disappointed to see that his shift must have ended; a new bartender was now mixing her drink.
Livia sighed and closed her eyes, resorting to her imagination to bring back the hottie drink slinger. In the bedroom in her mind, he was sucking her nipples and running his hands between her legs. Quincy clutched hard at the thought before shedding tears of desire. Her new panties were beginning to feel soaked and it took everything Livia had not to slip her hands between her legs and give herself a quick rub.
Just as the Fox's imaginary tongue was leaving her belly button and traveling down toward her hungry clit, Livi felt a tap on her shoulder. Her embarrassed eyes flew open as she wondered what expressions had been traipsing across her face.
“Excuse me, miss,” the waitress interrupted, “but there is a problem with your credit card and the manager needs to see you in the office.”
“Uh, thanks,” Livia replied, her head turning in the direction of the server's pointed hand.