Part Three.
Amber drove the car to the hotel in silence. Brigitte sat with her arms wrapped around her knees drawing them in close to her. She would occasionally look over at her friend and smile and wonder why Amber was so quiet. Amber, meanwhile, was trying hard to concentrate on the road.
Nothing can go wrong tonight
, she prayed.
This is too important for us
. She was worried deep down inside that tonight would change their relationship beyond recognition and possible beyond repair.
What they were going to do was unthinkable, but they both wanted it so bad. They had spoken to other lesbian couples they knew. What they wanted was costly; too costly for two Coffee House workers. One night, a friend of theirs said to just find a suitable guy and fuck him. If it didn't work, just try again.
With that thought she pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and parked, unwittingly, next to Ethan's car. She put the car in park and without turning it off, turned and looked at Brigitte. She looked so fragile, so small and easily hurt. Tonight would be a first for them. With any sex comes a ton of emotional baggage. She had to be certain that Brigitte knew that and was ready.
"Brigitte," she started slowly and watched her face closely for any sign that this was not going well. Brigitte looked at her questioningly. "Hon, I need you to tell me that you are sure of what we are about to do, hon."
"Whaddya mean?" asked Brigitte. "Of course, I'm ready. This is gonna be hot. This guy is going to blow his load in about five minutes, I figure. Maybe less. Oh my god, it's been so long since I've seen cum. Our job will be to get him up and keep him that way, right?"
"No, no, you goof. Are you ready for what this might do to us?"
"Us? Do to us? What are you talking about?"
"Things might be different between us after this. That scares me and I won't go through with this if you aren't ready for what happens after we fuck this guy."
Brigitte surprised Amber by squealing in joy. She undid her seatbelt with a quick motion and lunged across the central column and wrapped a shocked Amber in a bear hug, followed by a passionate kiss. Brigitte didn't let go and continued to kiss Amber. She moved across her chin line and sucked an earlobe into her warm, wet mouth. Amber's pussy contracted with the sensation. She knew all her buttons.
With her mouth at Amber's ear she quietly whispered "I love you, hon. I love you so much that nothing can shatter that. Sharing you with Ethan is like the perfect gift I can give you that proves that. Now, shhh. I don't want to hear anything more about it, okay?" With that she pulled back and looked into Amber's eyes.
Amber was stunned. Her heart swelled and her eyes burned with tears. She nodded and quickly got out the car before Brigitte could see the tears welling up in her eyes. Brigitte grinned to herself. She had seen.
Amber grabbed their "goody" bag and walked with Brigitte up to the front door of the hotel. She immediately had a thought.
"What if the hotel staff think we're prostitutes and don't let us in?" she asked.
Brigitte thought about that for a moment. It was possible. Then she noticed what Amber was wearing and her too for that matter. They were in their coffee shop uniforms. They even had their name tags still pinned to the front. Brigitte laughed.
"No one stops an employee of the one and only Seattle Coffee Chain!" she joked. Laughing they strolled through the front door, past the desk and pushed the up button on the elevator. It pinged immediately and the doors slid open. Amber and Brigitte jumped into the elevator, pushed the button for the right floor, and the doors closed silently. With a whirr and a slight lurch the elevator headed up. The girls giggled in excitement.