Almost three months after the events of that night we were still meeting up at least once a month to stay at the hotel. It was her 19th birthday just two nights before our latest meeting and we had arranged to meet at the hotel on the pretence that she was going into the city with friends, and staying the night at one of their houses.
I had a romantic candlelit dinner planned, and then a night of lovemaking between the two of us. But that wasn't going to happen, Lauren had something of her own planned, a birthday present she wanted me to enjoy with her. We had talked before we met Luke about having a reciprocal event with a girl. Until now nothing had come of it, but she wanted this to happen, and tonight.
'So? What do you think?' she asked nervously.
'I think it is a hell of a lot better an idea then just a candlelit dinner,' I reached out to hold her hands, 'but are you sure you want to do this?'
'Yeah, I want to give something back to you.'
'You realise that I enjoyed giving that present to you almost as much as you enjoyed receiving it,' I told her.
'I know, but I think this'd be great to try as well!'
'I guess so, but I won't do anything that you don't want me to. I won't touch her unless you tell me its okay.'
She grinned and leaned forward to kiss me. 'Good boy! Not that there is any real reason for having another girl unless they are with you...but good answer. Now, I think we should go to another bar and try to find us some meat!' She calmed down a bit and looked at me with a kind of nervous aspect. 'Umm, don't take this personally, but I think it might be easier for me to find someone to join us...'
I laughed. 'Of course it would be,' I said, running my hands down her sides and cupping her breasts. 'Any girl who didn't go for your amazing body would be insane!' She blushed madly.
'I don't think I'm going to do...be able to-I won't be touching her,' she finished lamely.
'Don't worry,' I hugged her to me and stroked her back and hair. I was surprised to find she was trembling. 'I wasn't asking you to. And if she tries to come on to you (and I wouldn't be surprised in the least) then I'll break her knees.' She tried to stifle a giggle but failed miserably. 'What? I'm not joking! And after that we'll put cement shoes on her and through her off a bridge. She'll be sleeping with the fishes,' I said with my best godfather voice. She laughed and hugged me again.
'Thanks. I'm not that worried, I just don't think I want to do anything with another girl. After all, you certainly didn't want to touch Luke did you?'
'Good point. I guess tying you down and forcing the girl to eat you out is not really an option then...' She hit me on the arm and snuggled in closer.
'Let's get going. There's a nightclub about ten minutes away that is known for it's..."friendly atmosphere", so we'll go there.'
'How do you know that? Been doing some scouting on your own have you?'
'No, it's a wonderful thing called the internet. Ever heard of it?' she asked dryly.
'Har-de har har. Come on, let's go.' We left the apartment and I let Lauren lead me to the club, about ten minutes as she said. Eventually we were let inside, and immediately I saw what Lauren had meant. This was a lesbian/bi bar, and the few guys in there were either looking extremely happy or nervous as hell.
'Oh. I see what you mean about a "friendly atmosphere",' I commented under my breath as we made our way through the crowd. 'So you definitely will have more of a chance to pick up someone then me.'
She blushed again and poked me in the side. 'I'm not looking for a lesbian you idiot, just a girl who will spend the night with you. There'll be at least one bi woman in the bar surely!' She was wearing a top that was split to her navel, exposing her slight cleavage and supple skin, with the back almost touching the top of her butt crack. I didn't say anything, but I thought she may have to fend some of them off with a stick.
It wasn't as easy as she made out. Most of the women were there looking for a longer term liaison then the one night, and many didn't want anything to do with a man. So while many came onto her, rubbing her hip lightly, or sometimes even reaching out to lightly caress her breast, she couldn't entice anyone back to the bar. She came back flushed and a nervous wreck.
'I don't know, this might not be such a good idea. None of them like men, they just want to...touch me. I-I...don't think this will work.' I rubbed her shoulder and kissed her lightly.
'Sure it will. Remember, no one is going to rape you or anything, so just explain you aren't interested in women much.'
Her eyebrow raised at the word much, and she gave me a worried look, but she turned and went back to the dance floor anyway. Lucky she did, because that moment a women walked in the door who looked as nervous as she did.