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Close Encounter of the Best Kind Author's Note: Started to write this as an extension to another story and suddenly realized it was all wrong for those people. But there was something of a story and a little change and presto! A whole new story. But that didn't work out as well as I liked so I thought I'd try something. Perspective changes characters as the story progresses. Enjoy Dana Dana pushed a stray lock of hair back out of her face as she finished pulling the beer from the tap and placed it on the tray with the other four she had already pulled. She glanced at the clock, "Another hour," she mumbled to herself. It was both a good and bad thing. Just an hour to go in her shift, still another hour to go. And that was just until she could chase the customers out, she would still need to do the register, wash the glasses, and restock the cooler. She balanced the tray on her left hand and headed for the table of five guys sitting at one of the large round tables in the middle of the pub. She saw the eyes of a couple looking right at the front her blouse. Of course she expected that, she had on a white blouse opened to expose her generous cleavage which was helped by the push-up bra she wore. "Tits for tips" was a well-known expression and she hoped these guys would fork it over when they paid their tab. "Hey honey," one of them leered, "how about popping another of those buttons on that blouse?" "I think you are getting quite enough of a view as it is," she offered them a fake smile. "Besides, "she deflected, "there are still other customers in here. Gotta try and keep some class in this joint." "Maybe raise up that skirt a bit?" another added. "Again, skirt is really as short as it can be," she shook her head at the second drunk and smoothed the black miniskirt down her hip. "Well a couple of us have a bet," he went on. "I say you are wearing stockings, he says pantyhose. $50 is riding on it. Come on, show us and make me some money." "What if you're wrong?" she teased. "Then I still get a better look at your legs and it will be worth the fifty." "Sorry, still not good enough," she finished walking around the table dropping off the beers. "Nothing in it for me." "If I win the bet I'll give you twenty," he countered. Dana stopped and looked at each of them. "If you want me to raise this skirt high enough for you to see, it'll cost each of you twenty." "OHHH!" they hollered, laughed and slapped at each other's shoulders. "Serious?" the stocking bettor asked. "Yeah," she answered and put the tray on an adjacent table. She pinched her skirt raising it up just a fraction. "Let me see a hundred bucks on the table for me, up comes the skirt." The guys looked at each other for a moment and then started digging in their pockets. Soon five twenty dollar bills were in a neat pile on the table in front of her. Dana took a breath and slowly started raising her skirt. The five pairs of eyes were tracking its progress up her thigh. Grins started to appear as black lace became exposed very slowly. She continued to raise it up until her pale white thigh was clearly visible above the lace and stopped. "Stockings! Told ya!" the guy hollered. Dana let go of her skirt and reached for the money before it could disappear. As she picked it up she started to press her skirt back into place. "Wait," the winner with a fist full of money pleaded. "Another inch and we see what sort of panties you got on. You just made a hundred bucks for showing us your legs, surely you could do a little more." "This," she waved the money at them, "was for the legs and that is all you are getting." She pushed her skirt back into place, grabbed the tray and walked away. A couple who had been there nursing their drinks had left during her latest encounter with the boys club. She picked up the wallet with the tab and receipt from the credit card she ran, they tipped 20%, great, but the tab wasn't that big. Could've been worse. That left one other pair of girls over in the corner. She hoped they would stay until the boys left, she didn't feel that the drunks would be a problem but they might be less inclined to cause her any grief if there were other people around. "How we doing over here?" she gave them a genuine smile. "We'd like another round," one of the women answered, she had been doing all the talking. "You doing ok?" "Oh, them?" Dana nodded back towards the boys. "They're just drunk and boisterous. So far they haven't tried to grab me or anything so I think they'll be ok." "Well, if you don't mind," the lady went on, "we are going to stay until they are out of here." "Thanks," Dana answered again, "I really appreciate it. I was actually kinda hoping it wouldn't be just me and them. So, for my appreciation, this round is on me." She returned to the bar, poured two more glasses of Pinot Noir, perhaps a bit more than the usual pour, and brought them back to the table. "Here you go," she exchanged the full glasses for the empty ones. "Thank you," they pulled the glasses closer. "By the way, I'm Angie and this is Rose." "Nice to meet you both," Dana nodded. "Hi," Rose whispered. "If you feel like moving to the bar, come join me, otherwise I'll check back in on you again in a couple minutes." Dana started working toward shutting down that night. Since the guys were drinking beer off the tap and the girls were drinking wine, she could go ahead and restock the beer in the cooler. She was just finishing up when she saw Angie and Rose approaching the bar. She hasn't seen them come in and was now getting a good look. They must have been out for a nice dinner, maybe a show. They were dressed to the nines in dresses that cost more than she could spend. Both were mid-length, one silky and the other a sheer number with a liner, and high heels as well. Both looked very nice, make-up and hair impeccably done. Probably a day at the spa. She hoped they hadn't spent all their cash, could be a good tip out of them too. Dana glanced at the clock, "Last call, folks!" "What?" came a cry from one of the boys. "Clock's gotta be wrong, can't be time to go yet." Dana walked over to the table, "Sorry, but I am ready to go home. Been a long shift for me. So, what d'ya say? One more or done?" They grumbled a bit more and finally decided on another round. Dana delivered the beers with the check. "I'll come back for that in a bit." She returned to the bar and started washing glasses in the sink that was close to Angie and Rose. "Maybe it won't be any problem at all," she told them. She dried her hands and went back to the table with a tray. She loaded it up with the empties, picked up the wallet and returned to the bar. She checked the cash in the wallet and found the tip was pretty good, though it could have been better, but the $100 she already got off them would make up for the difference. "Hey," the bet winner was leaning across the bar. Dana looked at him and over to see the rest of them hanging near the door watching. "Maybe I could talk you into coming with me someplace we could get real familiar." "Gee," Dana looked at him with that "are you really expecting a positive answer" look on her face, "I really don't think so. But I hope you and your friends had a good time tonight." "Oh, come on! You advertise with that short skirt and boobs hanging out all night you gotta figure someone is expecting some action," he spread his arms almost hitting Rose in the head. "Oops, sorry." He turned back to Dana. "I mean if you had some high heels on I would be certain there was a way we could make both our evenings better cause I won my bet." "Oh, you really didn't just say that," Dana huffed. "One: I can't spend all night carrying trays to tables in high heels, you try it some time. Two: I dress this way so when people like you come in I can make some decent money. You pay to look not to buy. And three: I would be more likely to go home with one of these ladies than with one of you. Sorry." The guys at the door all started laughing. "Bitch," the guy turned and stumbled away. They all filed out the door laughing and uttering a couple derogatory terms to one another. Dana marched to the door and locked it to prevent any of them from coming back in. "Sorry," she called to Angie and Rose. "Long night, short temper I guess." She pulled a bottle from the bar and spilled more wine into their glasses. "On the house." "Um, no problem," Angie answered. "How did you know?" "Know?" Dana answered puzzled. "I didn't know anything, I just stated my preference. I'd rather be with you than them." She dropped their tab on the bar in front of them. Angie slipped a credit card into the wallet and watched as Dana retrieved it and ran the card. "So," she went on as she filled in the tip, signed the sheet and returned it to Dana. "You didn't know that Rose is my husband?" "What?" Dana's eyes widened. She turned and looked at Rose a little more closely. "Oh my God. I don't know how I missed that. I mean, yes, I understand that I could have missed it, you look incredible, but now that I know, I can see it." "I thought maybe you had figured it out," Angie explained, "and were referencing going home with him. Go with a guy in drag rather than a drunk bozo." They all laughed. "No," Dana answered, "but now that I know the score I could say I would rather go home with you." "Oh, my," Angie blushed. "Sorry, you're a very pretty girl, just my type," Dana started clearing up the register. "By the way, if you don't mind me asking, how long have you two been doing girl's night?" "About six months now," Rose finally spoke, his voice a raspy whisper. "I've enjoyed dressing as a woman most of my life. Then, well, Angie found out, she encouraged me to be more open with her. After playing around at home for a few months she talked me into going out with her. Things have been incredible with us since then, sometimes we go out on dates as husband and wife, sometimes we have girl's outings." "I think that's great," Dana answered. "Whatever works for you and makes you happy." "Would you still like to come home with me?" Angie asked. Dana froze. The turned a bit, "I was serious. I don't do dicks." "Well, see, um," Angie seemed to struggle to find the words. Dana pushed the till closed and faced her. "I've really enjoyed spending time with Rose. And I have gotten pretty turned on when we return to the bedroom. The other morning I was telling him I was getting curious as to what it would be like to reach up a skirt and find something other than his hard cock. Since I don't want him to have a sex change, and he doesn't want that either, we decided that maybe I would look and find a girl that would be willing to go to bed with me." "Are you serious?" Dana asked starting to feel a little tingly. "Very," Dana saw Angie lick her lips as she said it. "And what about Rose?" Dana asked. "Rose will be there if you don't mind," Angie answered. "But since you have no desire to have any interaction with him, he'll stay away." Dana stood looking at the two of them. She felt horny for sure now and wanted to take Angie to bed. Was it just a ruse to allow Rose to screw her once she was involved with his wife? No, she finally decided. She felt they were being honest. One thing, home turf would make her feel safer. "I don't live far from here," she told them. "If you like you can follow me home and we'll see how things go from there. It isn't much but I'll feel safer there." Dana watched as a huge grin spread across Angie's face. Rose seemed to remain nervous. Dana finished cleaning up, escorted Angie and Rose to the door and locked it behind them. She walked to her car and watched as they went to the only other car left in the parking lot. She pulled out and cruised the mostly empty streets to her apartment. Angie The three of them walked to her door, Angie watched Dana slip her key into the locked and give it a turn. She led the way in. Angie was positively vibrating with excitement. She was nervous as well and took Rose's hand for a moment as they walked into the small living room. She looked about as they approached a couch and chairs. She gave Rose a little push toward the chair and sat herself on the couch trying to figure out how things would progress. "Sorry, no wine," Dana told them as she tossed her purse onto a table that served as her dining area. "I do have some vodka, rum, tequila and a little bourbon." "Bourbon and water, please," Rose spoke right up. "Um, have any orange juice?" Angie asked. "Yeah, straight or screwdriver," Dana pulled it from the refrigerator. "Screwdriver," Angie laid her purse on the couch, Rose put his beside it. Angie watched Dana leave then glanced over to Rose wondering if now that the moment was at hand if he would have any problem with this. They had discussed it, but this was so unplanned. From hypothetical to reality in a matter of minutes. She could see Rose was nervous. Dana took the queue and sat on the couch beside her pushing the purses to the floor. "I'll say one thing," Dana told them, "I have a lot of gay friends, some who do the drag thing, and they would kill to look as good as you do Rose. I'll bet nobody has ever caught on." "So far," Rose answered. "But you said you could see it as soon as you knew." "I'll be honest," Dana shrunk down a little, "I think I just didn't like being fooled. I said I could see it but in reality, I still can't tell. But, thank you for being so open about it. I might have brought you home and gotten a surprise I wouldn't have appreciated. At all!" "So, this is silly," Angie sipped at her drink, "but what do we do now?" "Why don't you set your drink down for a minute," Dana laid her own drink down on an end table. As soon as Angie started to turn back toward her Dana leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. It was a solid kiss, lips on lips but no more. Dana slowly leaned away a couple inches. "So, what do you think now?" It felt like a fire lit in her belly when Dana's warm lips made contact with her. She felt everything turn on inside her. In answer Angie leaned back in and kissed her back. It took only a second before she felt Dana's tongue touch her lip. Angie immediately opened her mouth and reached with her own tongue to explore Dana's. Angie then reached her arms out to encircle Dana and pull her close. She wanted to feel Dana's larger breasts pressing against her. She was wanting to touch them, to reach under Dana's skirt. She didn't want to be too eager and ruin it though. "I was afraid you'd bail out on me at the moment of truth but I'm guessing you are really ready for this. Come with me," Dana stood and took Angie by the hand. "You can bring your drink. You too, Rose. There is a chair in there for you, too." They entered the bedroom, it was neat and clean, something Angie was happy to see. It was reckless to go with a stranger so quickly, she could have been a drug freak, or just some lunatic. So now she relaxed even more with Dana and she was aching to kiss her again. "Go put your drink down and come back to me," Dana indicated the table on the other side of the bed. "Rose, you can take a seat over there," she indicated a loveseat in the corner. "I'm sure you'll be able to see just fine." Angie came back, visibly shaking. "Hey, it's ok," Dana whispered. She wrapped her arms around Angie's waist, Angie reached up around Dana's neck. "Just make love to me the way you would to Rose. By the time things get different I'll bet you won't be nervous at all. I've never had an audience before so that will be new to me too." Angie leaned in and they began a long kiss. Angie felt Dana's hand begin exploring her body. Her fingers slid down the silky dress she wore giving her chills of excitement. She decided it was time for her to explore as well and brought one hand around and traced along Dana's bra until she held her breast, she felt a hard nipple through the layers of fabric. Her breast felt so large in her hand, she hoped Dana wouldn't be too disappointed with her small breasts. As if Dana had read her mind she felt Angie's hand take her own breast and rub her rigid nipple She gasped. She stepped back and started unbuttoning Dana's shirt and tossed it to Rose. Rose smoothed it out and carefully laid it on the seat beside her. She kissed the pale skin of Dana's breast as she found the zipper on the skirt. A quick pull and the skirt was on the floor. She saw Dana kick it toward Rose who obediently picked it up and laid it with the blouse on the seat beside him while never taking his eyes off the two women. Angie took her hands away to give Dana access to her own body now letting her undress her. Dana untied the matching silk sash on Angie's dress, unbuttoned it and pulled it up over her head. She tossed it toward Rose but didn't watch to see if he caught it. Angie watched Dana's face as she was being looked over. She knew the lacy bra and panty didn't hide anything from view and hoped Dana liked what she was seeing. Angie moved to push Dana back toward the bed. She watched as Dana turned and crawled onto it then lay back using the pillows to prop her up. "Come up here," Dana whispered. "I think it's time to let those tits out." Angie moved up between Dana's legs which she had spread wide to allow her closer. Dana reached around Angie, undid the clasp of her bra and pulled it off her. "How pretty," Dana cooed. Angie tingled at the approval. She felt her heart racing as Dana ran her fingers over Angie's bare breasts playing momentarily with her nipple. Dana leaned forward and kissed the left one lightly, then as she moved to kiss the right Angie reached behind Dana and began undoing her bra. She pulled the bra off and explored the bare breasts. Her nipples were a darker red and larger. The nub the size of a pencil eraser, much bigger than her own tiny one. Angie leaned back and drank in the vision of Dana's breasts. "I always wished I had bigger boobs," she whispered as she reached and continued caressing them. "Your boobs are fine," Dana answered. She reached up and pulled Angie's head down toward her boobs. Angie understood and began sucking on one nipple while playing with the other pinching the larger nub between her fingers. She felt Dana reach down and begin playing with her nipples with one hand while stroking the back of Angie's head with the other. Angie lowered her hand down between Dana's legs and slipped her fingers along the black cotton panty Dana wore. A little more pressure as she explored the crease through the fabric already wet with excitement. It made Angie even more excited now getting the proof that she was pleasing Dana. "Baby," Dana panted, "stop for a minute." "Am I doing something wrong?" Angie froze, a stone forming in the pit of her stomach. She peered up from close to the nipple she had been sucking, her hand still holding the breast, her other hand had stopped moving but still pressed against Dana's crotch. "Oh, certainly not," Dana assured her. "I just think it's time to get these pants off both of us. I want you. But, what do you think? Like me to leave the stocking on or take them off." "Leave them on," Angie grinned. "I like how they feel against me." Angie rolled off to the side and pulled her panties free tossing them to the floor. Dana flipped the opposite way and dropped her own off the side of the bed. Angie felt herself being pulled onto her left hip to find herself looking at Dana's cleanly shaved pussy just a couple inches from her. She watched as Dana's legs parted and felt Dana gently raising her leg. She opened her legs for her and wrapped an arm around Dana's hip and pulled herself in. At first she noticed the musky smell, then as her tongue began exploring her crevice and she sucked on her clit she thought how odd it was to not have that thick rod trying to reach the back of her throat. Her head swam as Dana began working over her own pussy. The room was filled with the sounds of them sucking on each other. Angie was lost in her attempts to please Dana. Between her own moans of pleasure she heard Dana moaning too. Suddenly she felt Dana flip them around so she was on her back. Dana's breasts were now lying heavily on her stomach. She liked the feeling. She gripped Dana's ass burying her face deep in Dana's pussy. Angie issued a loud moan and felt herself on the edge. She felt Dana's fingers invade her and moaned again. She tried to continue but her breathing was so erratic she couldn't stay so she began finger fucking her with one hand. "Oh, oh, oh, God!" Angie was squeezing Dana's head between her thighs, gripping her ass with one hand, still trying to lick and kiss Dana's pussy between gasps. Angie shrieked and felt Dana sucking up the warm flow that oozed from her and then was rewarded with her own drink. Dana rotated them back onto their hips but relaxed and dropped back just a little. Angie liked the feeling of Dana gently stroking her ass while letting her catch her breath. After a moment Dana moved back to the head of the bed. They kissed and fondled each other's breasts for a moment. "It's too late to leave now," Dana whispered. "Stay here with me tonight." "What about Rose?" Angie asked. She looked back over her shoulder to see her husband slouched on the loveseat. There was no doubt now, he had been masturbating while watching them. His now limp cock pulled out the side of his panty still in his hand, his fingers a sticky mess. "He can stay," she looked over Angie to see him still sitting there. "You can clean up in the bathroom through there," she indicated a door. "Take off your dress, but leave your panties on. There is enough room in this bed for all three of us, Angie can sleep in the middle." Rose nodded and got up trying to hold his dress away from anything that might stain it as he made his way out of the room. "That was amazing," Angie whispered. "You were very good to me, too," Dana whispered back then kissed her again. "You certainly didn't act like it was your first time." "I've been fantasizing about doing this for a while," Angie blushed a little. "This was better." Rose came back into the room. He had his dress draped over his arm, his bra lay atop it. He kept his panties on, his limp dick clearly visible lying inside. He put his clothes down with the other things and came to the bed. Angie eagerly scooted closer to Dana as Rose lay on the side of the bed. "Anybody need to get up early for anything?" Dana asked. When she got no answer, "ok, no alarm. See you when you wake up." Hours later the bedroom was flooded with sunlight. Angie slowly came awake to the feeling of her nipples being kissed. She took a deep breath but didn't open her eyes. This was a great way to wake up. She knew it had to be Dana because Rose wouldn't do this in Dana's bed. She parted her legs hoping Dana would take the hint. She wasn't disappointed as she felt fingers slipping across her hip and in between her legs. Angie at last opened her eyes. She looked first to her right where Rose still remained motionless. She turned to her left at Dana. Angie's face broke into a smile. She could feel the need to stretch and finally gave into it. Raising her arms up, careful not to interrupt the massage she was getting she stretched. Dana kissed the nipple that came close to her face just as Angie hoped. Angie pulled her arms back down and turned toward Dana. She laid one across Dana's stomach, the other she reached down between Dana's legs. Dana immediately offered her sex up to the questing fingers. "I guess this means you have no regrets about last night," Dana whispered and began combing the small patch of hair with her fingers before venturing back between Angie's thighs. "Absolutely none," Angie repositioned herself closer to Dana so both could reach a little easier. "Can I tell you something?" "Sharing secrets so soon?" Dana teased and kissed her neck. "Not so much a secret," Angie purred. "more a fantasy. But it involves Rose." Dana stopped and leaned away. "I wasn't kidding. I don't want him sticking anything into me anywhere. Letting him be here was more than I have ever done before. Seeing him jack off while we were making love was a first too." "You were watching him jack off?" Angie snickered. "Well I was facing that way until I turned us over. Just happened to see him while I was checking out your ass," Dana giggled. "Well, I wasn't thinking about him doing anything to you," she hesitated. "I'd like him to fuck me while I eat you." "I see," Dana thought about it. "So I lay there, you work on my pussy with that wonderful mouth of yours while you husband bangs away at you? That about it?" "Yeah," Angie nodded and slid her fingers inside Dana. "I loved what we did last night but I still love his cock too." "OK, I can live with that, but he has to leave the panties on," she giggled again. "Matter of fact, I think I'd like him to have the bra on too. I'd ask for the dress but I don't want him to mess it up, he'll need to wear it home. Both of you walking the walk of shame in the clothes you wore last night!" "You ready?" Angie turned to rouse Rose, "because I sure am. I'll wake her up." "You think anyone can sleep with you two chattering away?" Rose turned over to face them. "Go ahead, Angie, get started. I'll go put on my bra." Angie immediately scrambled toward the bottom of the bed and worked back up between Dana's legs. She immediately dove in and started lapping away. She reached up spreading her fingers against Dana's large breasts. A moment later Rose appeared at the end of the bed behind Angie. He had put on the matching peach bra with lace accents. His slim, hairless body looked a little different than a woman's would without the dress to help camouflage it. That and the stiff rod that could be seen stretching out the panty. Angie was enjoying herself when she felt Rose stepping behind her. She lifted her hips a little higher and waited for his rod to penetrate her. He slipped inside easily and she felt her face push into Dana's pussy. As he pulled back she moved away a little as well until his next thrust. She adjusted her actions to match Rose's pounding. "MMmmmmm," Angie moaned into Dana's pussy. "Oooooooo," Dana groaned. "Uggggghhhhnnnnnn," Rose grunted. Angie looked up and laid her head on Dana's crotch pinned between her two lovers. "Was that ok for you" Angie asked after licking her lips off. "Oh, yes, that was good for me," Dana grinned. "Seemed to work for you too." "Oh, yeah," Angie kissed Dana's mound, "but I need to get up and get to the bathroom." Rose slipped back away, his dick slick and hanging loose. He followed Angie to the bathroom. Angie came back into the room still naked and immediately noticed that Dana had retrieved her panties and put them on. She still wore the stockings. She went to the side of the bed and picked up her panty and began slipping it on. She stood where Dana could watch. Rose came back in and went to put his dress back on. "Will I see you again?" Dana finally risked asking. "Do you want to?" Angie asked. "Both of us?" "I do. I really do," Dana rolled onto her stomach turning to face them. "I like you both and would like to do more things away from the bedroom." Angie turned to look at Rose, they exchanged a wordless conversation. "We'd like that." "Rose doesn't say much, does he?" Dana asked. "No, she isn't comfortable with her voice," Angie answered. "And if we are going to be around each other, you have to call her by the correct pronouns. Rose is a she." "Oh, sorry," Dana frowned. "Rose, are you interested in a date? Angie wanted to experience being with a woman, do you have any curiosity about being with a man?" "Um," Rose stopped and looked at them. "We've talked about it but I'm not sure." "Well, what if I told you I know someone who would just love to meet you? Perhaps we could double date next weekend if you are up for it? Me and Angie with you and Carl." Angie looked at Rose again, a few twitches and glances flew between them. Before they could answer she continued. "It doesn't have to be anything more than dinner. Carl is a nice guy, does very well for himself and would just jump at the chance to take us three ladies to dinner. If things stop there, then that will be fine." Angie spoke first, "that sounds good." Rose didn't look convinced. "One thing, can you dress nice but maybe a little less nice than this?" Angie pleaded. "I don't have anything quite that nice to wear." "Of course," Angie went to the bed and kissed Dana. "Here's my number, call us with the time." Dana followed them to the door. Angie turned once more and kissed her and fondled one of her breasts. She wanted to stay but knew they had things they needed to do. She also knew this wouldn't be the last time, they had a date next weekend. Rose Rose sat in the passenger seat and nervously picked at the lace of the dress he wore. Angie was driving and gabbing nonstop about something Rose wasn't paying attention to. He was about to go on a date, with a man, his first date with a man and he was struggling to decide just how far he was comfortable with it. They had assured him it would only go as far as he was willing to go, but he also knew that Angie couldn't wait to have Dana in every way two women could imagine being together. "I think that is a really interesting choice for a dress, Rose," Angie's patter suddenly broke into his thoughts. Rose smoothed the dress back down over his thighs and looked at his legs through the lace up to the liner that lay high up on his thigh. "I like this dress," he defended his choice. "It fits me well and I thought I looked good in it. If we are going out somewhere for dinner, I don't want to look too frumpy, especially with the way you and Dana look. She said not too dressy and this is a nice middle of the road." "Oh, no," Angie laughed. "Don't get me wrong, I think you look great. You have great arms for sleeveless and the neck is low enough for your collarbone but not so low that you are exposing any cleavage. The funny thing I was thinking about is virgin white." "I hadn't really thought about that," Rose shuddered. "And just because I agreed to this doesn't mean that anything is going to happen." "No, I know," Angie signaled to turn into Dana's apartment complex. "But it might. And it is totally up to you. I just hope you don't mind that I already know that Dana and I will be having another wonderful evening together." "I don't mind," the corner of Rose's mouth curled up in a little smile. "The sex we've had this week has been amazing. I can't complain too much about Dana getting you that turned on." Rose waited patiently and resisted fretting with the hem of his dress while Angie found a parking space. He got out of the car and followed Angie to Dana's door. She was almost running walking so fast in her excitement. Rose watched as she walked just ahead in a short summer dress, the sheerness of the skirt allowed him to see her legs working quickly. The second layer of the dress making what she wore too dense to see through just below her butt. He was still approaching as Angie knocked on the door and danced from foot to foot waiting for the door to open. "Ooooo," Angie squealed when she saw Dana and immediately threw herself at her wrapping her arms around her and kissing her on the mouth. "I am so happy to see you, too!" Dana answered when Angie allowed her to get her breath. "Hi Rose, you look great again tonight. Carl will be along in a little while. Let's chat while we wait." Rose moved and sat on the chair again and watched Angie and Dana move to the couch. Dana was dressed in a wrap dress a little longer than Angie's but shorter than his own. He watched as they sat, Angie holding Dana's hand with both hers. "So, Carl is a really nice guy, very well off so when I told him about Rose he insisted on treating us to dinner this evening. We are going to a decent restaurant, I told him I asked you to dress a little less dressy than before so I wouldn't be too comfortable with a top end place. He likes to treat his friends well but doesn't like being taken advantage of. If he figures out that someone is using him for him money he cuts them out of his life in a heartbeat." "Sounds like quite a guy," Rose answered. "What's he look like? I mean, older, younger, short, tall?" "Well," Dana started but was interrupted by a knock on the door. "Why don't we just find out?" Rose felt his heart skip a beat watching Dana go to her door and found he was holding his breath while she admitted tonight's host for the evening. He saw a pair of white sleeves wrap around Dana, the door hid the rest from his view, as they hugged in a greeting. At last Dana ushered him inside and introduced him. "Carl," Dana smiled at everyone, "this is my date, Angie." "Hi," Rose watched Angie smile and pick at herself a little trying to be sure everything was in place." "And this is your date, Rose?" Dana continued. "Good evening," Rose's voice broke as he spoke. His heart skipped again. This man was better looking than any man he had seen and knew he was actually happier that he was meeting him as Rose than as his male self. He was tall, easily over six foot, dark hair, clean shaven which he was happy for, he was hoping he didn't do that day old beard thing. He was dressed in a white pressed shirt with the top couple buttons undone. He had on pressed gray slacks and loafers. Very sharp. "Rose," Carl moved toward him, he reached and took Rose's hand. "Dana told me you were lovely but I couldn't believe from her description that you would be a type of girl I would like, but I have to say this is looking very promising." He bent and kissed his hand. "So, Dana, shall we head right out or did you want to sit here for a while? I made a reservation but I can make a call and bump it." "No, let's go ahead and go," Dana answered. "I don't have anything here to drink anyway." "Fine," Carl answered. "If you folks have no objections I'll drive tonight." Rose agreed, as did Dana and Angie, and they proceeded out the door to the parking lot. Carl led them to an SUV and opened the doors for them all, ushering Rose to the front seat and leaving the back seat to Dana and Angie. Carl talked about the restaurant he had chosen for dinner as he piloted the car through the city streets. Rose glanced back at Angie to see what she was thinking but she and Dana weren't listening, they were making out like teenagers. He turned back to the front, started to pick at his dress again and quickly stopped by folding his hands together in his lap. "Oh, are we here already?" Angie remarked as the car came to a halt. "Yes," Rose answered curtly. He was feeling a bit uncomfortable being left essentially alone with Carl during the drive. They entered and waited while Carl spoke with the receptionist. After a moment the girl in the little black dress turned and ventured deeper into the restaurant, Carl signaled them to follow. Rose trailed behind Angie and Dana and as he passed Carl, Carl slipped an arm around his waist and led him along. Rose was taken aback for a moment, but allowed himself to be escorted to the table. Carl immediately ordered a bottle of wine. "Dana told me you two seemed to enjoy a good red wine, I hope you don't mind me taking the liberty but I've ordered one that ought to go well with whatever you order." They fell into silence as they looked over the menu, Dana asked Carl if he had any suggestions but he insisted everything was tasty and they wouldn't be disappointed. Carl told the waiter what each of the ladies would have for dinner then placed his own order. After the waiter left he raised his glass. "To new friends," he presented his glass and each clicked against his. He sipped and set his glass down. "So, Rose, can you tell me a bit about yourself?" "Oh, Rose doesn't really like to talk that much," Angie immediately spoke up. "Why?" Carl peered into Rose's eyes. "I have heard you say a little, and I absolutely love the sound of your voice. Please, tell me some things about yourself." Rose looked around at the people at the table and chewed on his lip. "I won't force you," Carl took another sip of his wine. "I just want to get to know this lovely lady a bit better. Dana told me about how you met last week. I was surprised by some of the things she told me but trust me you are under no obligation this evening to say or do anything." Rose swallowed and felt bad that he was having this problem when Carl was trying to be so nice. "I, um," he quietly cleared his throat, "I worry that someone will hear me and figure out, well, you know." "Yes," Carl nodded, "I can understand that. But, you are safe among friends here. Nobody will pay you any mind now unless you start yelling at the top of your lungs, and I don't think you'll be doing that. Most unladylike. Now Dana, we'll need to keep an eye on her." Rose laughed, they all did. It was just the right thing for him to say and put Rose completely at ease. Soon they were all talking like new friends discussing each other's work, about how Angie discovered Rose, about how Dana and Carl came to be acquainted. Dinner came and was eaten and the conversation continued. "How about some dancing?" Carl asked. "I know a perfect little club that we will all be able to go to and have a good time." "I'd like that," Dana spoke up first. "I haven't been dancing in forever." "I'm with you," Angie laid a hand on Dana's arm. "Who am I to spoil everyone else's fun," Rose shrugged. In truth he was feeling very comfortable with everyone. They left and drove a short distance to the club. They walked inside and saw the crowd on the brightly lit dance floor. The place was crowded but not too bad. There was plenty of room to walk and they were able to secure a small table. Carl got them settled and went to the bar to get drinks. "Nice guy, huh?" Dana asked. Rose nodded. "He was being honest with you, no pressure," Dana continued. Rose nodded again. "He does seem to be having a good time Rose," Angie offered. "But you do what you want, any girl says when and when not." Carl returned with a bottle of wine and four glasses. He poured for each of them and they settled to drink a bit before Angie suddenly grabbed Dana and dragged her out to the dance floor. "Are you up for a dance?" Carl asked. "The things will be fine here at the table." Rose considered it for a moment looking out at the dancers. He turned to Carl and nodded. Carl got up, took Rose by the arm and led him to the dance floor. They danced a fast dance together, others occasionally bumping into them. Rose looked about and saw girls dancing with girls, guys dancing with guys, girls dancing with guys. Or maybe they weren't, maybe those girls were like him. It made him feel a bit more comfortable and so when the music changed after two songs to a slow song rather than run back to the table as he had initially planned, he allowed Carl to take him in his arms. They swayed together to the gentle beat of the music. Carl was taller, even though Rose had on a two inch heel. After a few moments, Rose moved close and rested her head on Carl's shoulder. She suddenly realized she didn't feel like a man pretending to be a woman. She felt like a woman and started thinking of herself that way. Carl made her feel safe. She felt Carl's arms tighten a bit around her and lifted her face toward his. Carl took it as an invitation and lowered his face to hers. Their lips met and Rose felt a fire light in her. She completely succumbed to Carl. Carl's tongue gently probed at her lips and she invited it in. Once inside, his tongue ravaged Rose's mouth. Rose melted in his arms. The music changed again and sped back up. Carl ended the kiss, giving Rose another soft kiss on the lips to bookend the strength of the middle of it. Rose almost fell of her heels. "I need to sit down for a few minutes," Rose gasped and staggered a bit as she made her way to the table. She passed Angie and Dana on the way and they decided to go back to the table as well. Before Rose took her seat she stopped, "Oh, I think I need a stop in the restroom. I'll be back." She grabbed her purse. "Sounds like a good idea," Angie added. "We'll come too." The three of them paraded off to the Ladies' room and once inside and the noise dimmed behind the closed door they took their place in line waiting on an open stall. "That was quite a kiss he laid on you," Angie hugged Rose. "How was it?" "Marvelous," Rose sighed. "Oh, I'd say she's smitten," Dana added. "I feel different," Rose admitted. "I am truly Rose tonight." She turned and entered a stall closing the door behind her. But she did see the look in Angie's eyes before she went. It looked like happiness combined with concern. "Could she be worried about losing me to Carl?" she wondered to herself. Rose stood at the mirror touching up her makeup when Dana and Angie emerged from a stall and joined her. "I think I have about another hour in me," Angie stated. "Then I'll be ready to head back to the apartment if you think you'll be ready." Rose nodded but started thinking about whether she wanted to allow Carl to take her beyond the kiss they just shared. Another kiss, oh for sure yes, but more than that? She wasn't ready to decide on that. Besides, this was their first date, was she that kind of girl? She turned and saw Angie and Dana exchange a kiss before leading the way back toward the table. They arrived to find a fresh bottle of wine waiting for them. Rose moved close to Carl, "we girls are going to be ready to go after we finish this. You don't mind, do you?" Carl wrapped an arm around Rose's waist. "Not at all, I'm ready whenever you ladies are?" He kissed her again. They watched the other patrons dance for what turned out to be another hour and a half and they all returned to Carl's car. He drove them back to the apartment. He reached over and laid his hand on Rose's thigh as they drove. Rose liked the warmth of his hand on her leg. She hardly paid attention to the slurping sounds and little moans emanating from the back seat. She found she was aching for Carl to bring his hand just a little higher. They arrived at the apartment, Rose watched as Angie exited the door of the SUV from behind her. She looked around as she pulled her dress back down where it belonged. She offered a sheepish grin to Rose and then moved to meet Dana behind the vehicle. They walked together toward the apartment door. "I won't stay if you don't want me to," Carl whispered to Rose as they walked toward the door. "I'd like to stay, but I understand if you aren't ready for that." "I," Rose hesitated, "I really am not sure. I want you to come in for a while, but I might not want to do more than talk." "Will I at least get a good night kiss?" Carl asked. "Oh, you will definitely get that," Rose giggled. "I almost forgot," Carl released Rose and turned back to the car. "You go ahead, I'll be in in a moment." Rose turned confused but proceeded to go inside. Once there he immediately found Dana's naked backside, dress pulled up around her waist, the top of a pink thong visible above her ass. "Can't you two behave for just five minutes?" Rose asked. "Where's Carl?" Dana asked as she pulled her dress back down. "He went back to the car for something," Rose explained. "He said he'll be in shortly." "You asked him to stay?" Angie asked and then started licking off her fingers. "I told him I wasn't sure about anything more than talking," Rose informed them. "And a kiss good night." Both girls offered a wicked grin. Before Rose could say anything more Carl stepped in through the door. "I brought an extra bottle of wine and had stashed it in the car. I felt if things went well that we might want something more to drink after we returned. And, I'm afraid that while Dana won't admit it, she rarely had things around this place." "Sometimes I do," Dana defended herself. "You know where the glasses are." Carl went to the kitchen, the girls took a seat. This time Dana took the chair and had Angie sit in her lap. Rose took the couch. Carl came back, poured them all more wine and sat on the couch hip to hip with Rose. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. Rose melted against him. They drank and talked and Rose found herself wanting more attention. She trailed her free hand along Carl's leg letting her fingers drift from his knee up a few inches along his thigh. Carl took the hint and started fingering Rose's ribs and breast. Rose could feel the movement of the form moving against his chest. Rose could feel her heart starting to beat quicker. She felt flush and the heat seemed to be radiating up her body. She realized it was no longer a question, she wanted Carl. Right in the middle of the conversation going on around her Rose suddenly whispered, "Could we go to the bedroom?" She saw Angie's mouth drop open in a stunned silence. Then it slowly reformed into a smile. "Mind if we watch?" she asked. Carl looked at Rose then at Dana. "Do you mind?" "Not at all," Dana replied. "But Angie also asked a question. Frankly, I am not that interested but I can find something to do while Angie enjoys the show if you don't mind. Last week Rose watched us become acquainted." "I don't usually perform for anyone but the object of my desire," he squeezed Rose, "but this is a special situation. I'll leave it to you." Rose felt empty as Carl removed his arm and stood up but she accepted his hand as she was helped to her feet. She trailed slightly behind Carl with desire and trepidation. They entered the bedroom and Rose took a seat on the edge of the bed. Carl approached, leaned down and they kissed a long deep kiss. When the kiss broke Rose looked and saw Angie had taken the seat he had occupied the previous weekend. The biggest difference was that Dana was on her knees in front of Angie, her face buried in Angie's lap while Angie gaped at Rose and Carl. Rose turned her attention back to Carl. She reached out and began undoing his belt and pants. Soon they crumpled down to Carl's ankles and the briefs he wore joined them. For the first time in her life Rose was looking at a man's prick inches away. She saw her hands shaking slightly as she reached to explore this new aspect. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was aware of her own prick buried in her panties but it wasn't of concern at the moment. She wanted to please Carl. She ran her manicured fingers lightly along the sides, the head, down to the balls and explored them all. She gently took hold of the stiff shaft and bent it toward her; she reached out with her tongue and touched it to the tip. Emboldened, she leaned forward and took the tip into her mouth. She explored the object with her tongue, took a little more and explored further. Rose opened her eyes and saw Angie still staring at them, her hand on the back of Dana's head holding her against her pussy. Dana didn't seem to be struggling at all, if anything she looked to be trying to climb inside. Rose closed her eyes and stoked the hard cock with her lips. "Oh, Rose," Carl groaned. "If this is your first, you're a natural. I don't want to stop you but I want more than just your mouth. Take off your dress and you panties. Let me see you." Rose felt Carl pull the cock from her mouth. She wanted to reach out and pull it back but Carl had made a request of her and she wanted to satisfy him. She stood up and slowly pulled her dress up over her head. She stood for a moment in the matching white satin and lace bra and panty. She slipped her thumbs into the panty at her waist and pushed them to the floor. Her own cock jumped to attention now free. "Oh, how very pretty you are," Carl reached out and caressed Rose's cock. "I am amazed you could keep this hidden so well all night. I'm glad it has come to play now. Lay back on the bed." Rose backed up and lay down, her legs dangled off the edge still. She watched as Carl leaned down and took her cock into his mouth. "Oohh," she moaned. "Ahh." Surprise erupted from her as a finger invaded her ass. She was enjoying the sensation when the finger withdrew for a moment then returned wet and slick. Carl stood up and tossed a tube onto the bed. He took Rose's legs and raised them up rested her feet against his shoulders. He worked slowly as he pressed his cock against Rose's ass. Rose felt the pressure and pushed back eager to have Carl inside. She sighed as she felt him spread her ass wider. She groaned when Carl grabbed her dick and used it to leverage himself as he pumped jerking her off at the same time. Rose spared a look over at Angie but she was no long watching. The two were on the floor locked in a sixty-nine. He envied their stamina because she knew soon she would come, and so would Carl, and they would be done for at least a little while. Rose became aware the pace of the pounding of her ass was picking up. She tried to squeeze his cock and suddenly her head swam and her cock erupted. A moment later the pounding stopped and Rose forced her eyes open enough to see Carl with his head thrown back, buried deep as he could in her ass, come dribbling across his fingers still holding Rose's withering prick. A moment later, Carl gently moved Rose's leg to the side and slipped out. Rose felt a dribble running from her ass. She thought briefly that she hoped Dana wouldn't mind since her bed didn't see that sort of action but she really didn't care. She took Carl's hand and pulled him down on the bed with her. Rose felt a chill run up him when as Carl lay down he said, "You were wonderful. So much better than I dared hope tonight would be." Rose heard Dana's voice, "Angie, come on, let's get on the bed. This floor is too hard and I think they are taking a break." The two girls, now both stark naked, crawled up onto the bed. "Well, Rose, I'd say you really liked that," Angie kissed her and then moved to lie close to Dana. "I surprised myself," she admitted. "I was afraid of so many things up until suddenly the woman in me wanted total control. And she took it. And it was amazing." "Have I lost my husband completely now?" Angie posed. "No," Rose answered slowly. "Rose found something new to enjoy just as you have found something new. Not a replacement, just another way to love. "Carl, you were wonderful. I hope you might like to get together again. But I want you to understand that I still love Angie. And if she hasn't decided to be with Dana fulltime then I will still be her husband." "Uh, before you answer that Carl, and this is for you too Dana," Angie piped in, "I fell in love with my husband a long time ago and nothing that I have done this last week or seen tonight has made me love him any less. Rose is my dearest friend and I won't give her up without a fight. To death do us part." "Well," Carl looked around the bed at the faces, "this has been quite the evening for me. I usually like to be in a relationship, not the run around a different guy every night type of person. I am at a loss as to how this is going to play out but I know that I really like being with Rose. And I liked hanging out with you two as well. So, for now, I think I can live with the way things are right now." "I'm good with it," Dana laughed. "You are all exceptional people to me. So, what now?" "I have an idea," Angie smiled wickedly. "We have a girl that doesn't like dick, a guy that doesn't do pussy, and two folks that like em both. I bet we can find a way to make everyone happy. Rose, I think you know what to do." She turned and pushed Dana's legs apart and buried her face once more in her pussy leaving her butt high in the air. Rose watched, turned and kissed Carl then moved behind Angie and slipped his recovered cock into her pussy. Rose then reached back and spread her cheeks and glanced at Carl. Carl laughed, nodded and moved behind Rose and slid inside. After a couple awkward moments they fell into a rhythm that had them all gasping in no time at all. And once satisfied, they collapsed into a tangle of bodies and slept until the sun rose.