Damn, who the hell is that? I thought as my cell rang. I was driving with the window down, enjoying the feel of the wind on my skin. Rolling on Ecstasy for the first time, I was enjoying it to the fullest.
"Hello," I said, marveling at the way my voice vibrated all inside my body. Why I was in such a state is another story altogether.
"You doing anything right now?" Pam asked.
"Nothing much now but earlier was a different story," I said lasciviously.
"Dirty boy, I knew you were having a bad day but have you been using sex as aspirin again?"
"Maybe a little...or a lot," I said, "It all depends on your perspective."
"My perspective is of someone that hasn't been home or seen their girlfriend in almost two months."
"Probably a lot then." I said, chuckling.
"Can you come by?" she asked.
"Umm, I'm feeling a little too straight to hang out with a lesbian," I said, laughing.
"Very funny, you breeder." she said, "I just opened a bottle and was wondering if you wanted to help me do some damage to it."
"You know me and damage. We go way back," I said in my most macho voice, somewhere between Pee Wee Herman and Elmer Fudd, "I'm on my way."
"You look like you've been rode hard and put up wet...very wet," Pam said, with a grin, as she stepped back and let me into her motel room.
Pam was about five feet two with light brown hair that she kept stylishly short. Not so short as to remove all doubt as to her sexual orientation but short enough to make people wonder. We had met when I was seventeen and she was twenty-one but lost touch after she moved away to get a "real" job. I always suspected she was gay but she confirmed it a couple of weeks before she left. We had always gotten along well so it really did not change things between us. Except now I didn't feel guilty when we hung out and I stared at women.
I grinned my "I have been well and truly busted" grin. I knew there was no sense in denying it. "Why yes, yes I have," I said.
Pam leaned in to give me a hug. She buried her face in the side of my neck and inhaled deeply. "You need a shower," she said with a grin, "you smell like at least two different women."
I couldn't help but laugh. "You're good. Two at once actually."
"You slut." She leaned in close again and licked my cheek. "Tasty, that's for sure," she said, "Enjoy your shower." She pushed me into the bathroom and closed the door, leaving me alone, a little turned on and more than a little confused.
I had just finished my shower when Pam knocked on the door. "Yeah," I said.
"You can use the robe hanging up on the door. Sorry I don't have a frilly girly one for you," Pam said, laughing through the door.
"You are so funny. It is to laugh...har dee har har," I said finishing drying off and putting the robe on. As I opened to door I was met with a plastic cup of ice and vodka. I took a big swallow enjoying the icy burn of it as it hit my stomach.
"That is just what I need tonight," I said feeling the eighty proof powered warmth spread throughout my body. As I folded my clothes, I looked at Pam and noticed her eyes were red and watery.
"Have you been crying?" I asked putting my clothes on the bedside table.
She knocked back the rest of her drink.
"A little, it's not a big deal."
"Maybe not, but if you need to vent or just a shoulder to cry on I've been told I'm pretty good at both of those things," I said. "Besides most of the time women laugh when I take my clothes off, not cry."
"You're a goof," she said, laughing as tears ran down her face, "I'm sorry I'm being such a chick."
"No worries. You're allowed, you know, what with you being a chick and all," I said, taking another sip of my drink. "So you want to talk about it?"
"Cathy and me are fighting like, well, like two bull dykes in a china shop," Pam said pacing back and forth. "She said she isn't sure if she wants to be with someone that travels so much. She doesn't mind when I get to take a month at a time for vacation. I'm worried she wants to find someone younger or less independent." Pam sat on the bed and hung her head.
"Hey, from what you've told me about her, your independence was one of the things that attracted her to you. And as far as finding someone younger that's just crazy! You are a very attractive woman," I said, sitting down beside her.
"You mean it?"
"Absolutely. One hundred percent lipstick lesbian," I said, grinning.
Pam burst out laughing and put her hand on my knee. "You are one of the good breeders, you know that?"
"Thanks, I think."
"It's a compliment. Almost the highest honor we can give one of you straights," she said twisting to look in my eyes. As she twisted I couldn't help but notice the way the robe began to pull open, exposing quite a bit of breast.
Forcing my eyes back up to meet her gaze, I was very aware of how close she was and how quickly things were awakening under my robe.
"Can you put some more ice in my cup?" Pam asked.
"Ummm... are you sure you don't have enough already?" I asked in a panic. Then I saw the gleam in Pam's hazel eyes. "Sorry, I hope this isn't offensive," I said sheepishly.
"Not at all. It's kind of flattering and a little bit amusing seeing you squirm," Pam said giggling at my struggle to keep myself covered. I noticed her nipples becoming more prominent through the thin material of her own robe.
"I'm glad you're having fun...but I'm about to make a mess of your robe," I said.
She laughed. "Can't have that, now can we?" she said reaching for the belt on my robe. As I tried to avoid loosing my belt and modesty I felt her hand lightly brush my fully hard cock.
