To those of you who believe women need to be controlled by domineering men, your character has been written into this story.
Spoiler alert, you’re going to jail.
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Girls Night Out
Joe E Hartley
September 2021
Jennifer, Amy, and Nicole met each other in college and quickly became friends and confidents. They each danced to a tune few others could hear, but each understood each other’s tune. They went to frat parties together and compared notes about the men they met. They went on spring break together and dared each other to go topless. They all did and found they enjoyed the attention.
They each found they had trouble fitting in with the majority and could not find a boyfriend that did not drive them crazy from boredom. They decided early on that the only function men had for them was a bit of fun. None they met could hold their own with any of them intelligibility.
The senior year, they each got serious about finding a man. Life was just too unpleasant and challenging for unmarried women. Even with all the advances in gender equality, it was still an unspoken man’s world as far as employment and social status was concerned.
The ladies agreed to mold themselves into something that was acceptable to the society they lived in, but would get together at least once a month with each other to let their hair down and release the crazy trapped inside each one of them.
Jennifer started to seriously date a business major from her class. She also pursued a business major, so she thought they would at least have that in common. Kevin was an okay guy and not totally boring. He was not into just getting drunk every weekend, watching sports, and talking about cars. He was primarily focused on his education. He studied hard and struggled with some of the concepts. Jennifer knew he would never advance far in the world of business, but she helped him study and explained things to him in a way not to undermine him. She played the game and soon they were an item.
Sexually he was okay, about a 7. She could live with that. They married shortly after graduation and within two weeks of him starting his new job that Jennifer helped him get.
Amy, likewise found someone in her field of study. Eric was all set to become an accountant and already had a job lined up. He was a shy sort of person and was overjoyed to have someone like Amy show an interest in him. He also like the fact that she was as smart as he was, she too was going to be an accountant. He helped her apply to the same company that has offered him a job after graduation. He had interned with them every summer for the last three years.
They married shortly after Jennifer and Keven. Amy, and Nicole were Jenifer’s bridesmaids and Jennifer and Nicole were Amy’s bridesmaids
Nicole could not lower her standards enough to find anyone during her senior year, but at the bachelorette party for Jennifer’s wedding she did meet someone. He was working on his doctorate in math and was working at the university assisting in some basic research. He taught some classes and had an opportunity to have a long career almost anywhere he wanted to live.
Jason and Nicole were married a year after graduation and both Jennifer and Amy served as her bridesmaids.
They each tried to outdo each other with their bachelorette party. None of them had many friends but the women associated with their new husbands, sisters, cousins, etc. wanted to be a part of the party. So, the three women each had two parties. One for just the three of them complete with male strippers and body shots, and one that was far more tame.
They had gotten together a couple times after their marriages for just a chance to catch-up and have a drink at an afterwork bar. They chatted about missing the good times they had before and that their lives had turned out just as they had feared. They had learned to keep their mouths shut around the people both at work and the friends and relatives of their husbands.
Jennifer indicated that her husband might be interested in allowing a bit more freedom, but that would have to remain private. Kevin was a bit passive and his sister tended to tell him what to do. Jennifer was starting to stand up to her and so far, Kevin had backed her. Sex was a powerful incentive.
Amy, likewise, had shared that her husband Eric was open to her ideas.
Nicole wasn’t sure about her new husband, but he was an associate professor now and had a lot of cute young college women around him all day. She wondered if he saw them as available to him, or what he would do, if she suggested they both be free to play around.
Jennifer knew how to break their funk. “Let’s find someone to dance with,” she suggested.
Amy had noticed a man eyeing her up and down for a while but up until now had been holding back, maybe because the three women were deep into conversation. Now the conversation waned and the three women scanned the bar checking out the available men.
Amy looked back at him digitalbahis yeni giriş and flashed him a smile. He started to move towards her and she dreaded hearing one of the many lame pick-up lines.
He reached her table and looked directly at her, “Hi,” he said, ” I noticed you sitting here and wondered if you would care to dance?”
Amy expected some sort of line, and was set back by the honesty. She hesitated just a few seconds, before responding, “I’d love to. My name is Amy.”
He reached out his hand to take hers. “I’m Tom and I don’t remember seeing you or your friends in here before.”
“Do you hang out here a lot?” she asked.
“I guess that depends on what you mean by a lot. I try to drop by once a week or so.” Tom replied.
“Any particular day?” Amy asked.
Tom smiled at her flirtation and again checked out her body, “If I said I’d be here next Tuesday, would you be here looking for me?”
Amy smiled back at him and his blatant staring at her breasts, “I might,” she responded than pressed her body close to his and swayed to the music.”
Amy stayed on the dance floor for another dance and soon felt Tom’s hand on her breast. She did not attempt to move away, but instead moved closer to him. When the song ended, she excused herself back to her table. “I’d definitely look for you here on Tuesday,” she commented as she walked away.
When Amy got back to the table, Nicole was talking with a man and had her hands on his arm. Jennifer was not at the table, but her purse still was on her chair. Nicole looked up when Amy sat back down, “This is Tony, he’s a writer,” she introduced, then pointing to Amy, she addressed the man in front of her, “this is my friend Amy.”
They exchanged greetings and then Amy asked if Jennifer was on the dance floor.
Nicole indicated yes and said that someone had to stay at the table to guard their purses. With that she grabbed Tony’s arm and pulled him out onto the dance floor.
A few hours latter the three women felt much better. They each had fondled a man, made him excited and in exchange had been likewise fondled. They had exchanged phone numbers and each had indicated that they would not be opposed to have personal photos sent to their phones. Jennifer had gone so far as to request some.
They set up another girl’s night, but would decide where to go and how far to push the flirting until after each had a chance to talk with their husbands. Right now, they felt as if they could take on the world and would not allow the trivia of their work-a-day lives to push them down.
Over the following weeks the daily grind did it’s best to wear them down, but remembering the girl’s night out and the promise of more, gave each of them hope that life would not beat them down. They each had received a text or two from a couple of the men they had danced with and each enjoyed receiving at least one intimate photo. They had not returned a similar photo, nor had they replied to any of the text and soon the text stopped coming. They each knew that before they could allow this game to continue, they had to get their husbands on board.
Jennifer was the first to address the issue with her husband, Kevin. He had asked about her time out with the girls and she told him she had a lot of fun. She told him she and her friends went out dancing and her time out had revived her. He never asked for details, but he was pleased and did notice the change in her. She seemed happier and more playful.
Jennifer attempted to breach the subject with Keven by asking if he ever flirted at work. He shied away from that topic, until Jennifer suggested that it might improve his productivity if he did. She knew he was intimated by some of the more macho types, but they were empty shirts who tried to intimidate and would not last long. Kevin was what those in the business world called solid citizens. His job was secure and he would get a raise once a year.
She told him that some might think he was too serious all the time and a bit of flirting might help him to loosen up.
That’s as far as she wanted to push her agenda now. She’d see what her friends came up with for their next girl’s night.
Amy found herself feeling very good and had told her husband Eric about the wonderful and invigorating evening she had with her girlfriends out dancing. Eric did not dance, but was happy she found so much joy in it and suggested she go out more often.
After several weeks Eric noticed that Amy was again starting to lose her playful energy and suggested she call her friends and go out dancing again.
Amy felt guilt and had a long sit-down conversation with her naïve husband. “When I go out dancing you do know that there is a lot of flirting going on and sometime the men like to grope?”
“Isn’t that all part of dancing? It’s not like you’re going to leave me and move in with some guy you met on the dance floor.” Eric replied.
Amy thought for a minute and realized that for someone so seemingly out of touch, digitalbahis giriş Eric had a great deal of insight. He was not jealous at all and could, on some level, understand and accept her need to flirt. She wasn’t sure how far to push it, but this was further than she expected this soon with almost no effort on her part.
“There is no way I would leave you for some flash-in-the-pan dancer. How did I find someone so wise?” She answered.
Nicole thought that her husband, Jason, would be the most understanding and accepting of flirting of all of them. She asked him if he ever flirted with any of his female students and he told her that there is standard joke about mathematicians, that they would not even know if a woman was flirting with them, because they are only ever thinking about math.
She had heard that before, but hadn’t really considered it.
Jason told her that he does get offers of sex in exchange for a better grade at least once every term, but has never acted on any of them.
“Would it change your mind if I told you I wouldn’t mind if you did?” she asked.
“Are you telling me you want an open relationship? Where either of us can have sex with anyone we want?” he asked.
“Not exactly,” she answered, “but I see nothing wrong with a little flirting.”
“Does this have anything to do with your girl’s night out a couple of weeks ago?” He asked.
“Actually yes. I didn’t have sex or anything, but some of the guys got a little handsy and I sort of enjoyed it.” Nicole confessed.
“I’ve been out dancing before, I’m not a total nerd. I know that roving hands are part of dancing and the guy expects to, at least, get to second base. I’m not jealous of you going out dancing with the girls. You came home in a very good mood. I think you should do it more often. As long as we’re talking about opening up our relationship, there is an associate I might be interested in dancing with as well. No sex, but do you mind if I flirt with her more than just verbal banter?” He responded.
“The rule will have to be, total honesty with each other and we get to modify the agreement at any time, if one or the other of us becomes uncomfortable,” Nicole added.
“Agreed.” Jason confirmed.
The two each felt as if a boulder had been lifted and that their marriage was somehow stronger after this agreement. They spend the rest of the evening in bed naked.
The ladies monitored their respective mates over the next couple of weeks. They had each dropped some serious hints as to what they had in mind. It would be great if the husbands accepted the fact that their wives needed to play every so often.
A week passed before Kevin again addressed the subject with Jennifer. “I took your advice and not only did it help me to get more information about some of the things going on at work, but it was a lot of fun. Are you sure you won’t be jealous if I flirt with a few of the women at work?”
“Not at all. Flirting is an unwritten requirement of most work environments. There is a fine line and if the woman is not receptive, you do need to back away, but, I think, you’ll find that the majority of women you meet at work would be open to any attention you pay them,” Jennifer answered, pleased that he was starting to flirt.
“I started to compliment a couple of the women on their clothes and noticed that they smiled each time I said something. They started to find excuses to talk with me and normally wore something new. Would it upset you if one woman, in particular, always seemed to unbutton the top button of her blouse whenever she wanted to talk to me?” Kevin confessed.
“Not at all. Did you comment on her open cleavage?” Jennifer inquired.
“No, I commented on her blouse, saying it looked really good on her, and I’m afraid I did stare a bit.” Keven replied sheepishly.
“And how did she react?” Jennifer wanted to know.
“She always smiles,” he answered.
“See, she likes the attention,” Jennifer announced.
Eric opened up the conversation with Amy again after noticing that she had not had another girl’s night out in almost a month and the strain was starting to show on her.
“I thought, after our little talk, that you and your friends would have hit the cubs again for a night of dancing and flirting,” he stated.
“We haven’t set anything up yet. We all agreed that we wanted all of our husbands to know about what we are doing and be okay with it. None of us want any secrecy in our marriages. I know you are okay with my going out dancing with strange guys, but I haven’t heard back from Jennifer or Nicole yet,” she answered.
“Why don’t you give them a call. I can tell that the stress of dealing with the boring part of life is taking its toll on you. We all need to find a way to balance what is required and what is fun,” he offered.
Amy agreed with her husband and his insightful nature. Later that evening she poured herself a glass of wine and called Jennifer.
“Hi Jen, I was just talking with Eric and he digitalbahis güvenilirmi thinks it’s time for the three of us to go out dancing again.”
“Really! Does he know what that means?” Jennifer asked.
“He does and the strangest part is that I did not have to explain it to him. He thinks my flirting with strangers will be good for our marriage,” Amy answered.
They chatted for a while longer and Jennifer explained to Amy how she had gotten Kevin to start flirting with some of the women at work. Jennifer had already talked with Nicole and she and Jason seemed to okay with anything they wanted to do as long as there were no secrets between the two of them. They set up a date in the upcoming week for their next girl’s night out.
Everyone met at Nicole’s house and called an Uber to take them to the club so that they could feel free to drink. Once there, they discussed the possibility of going braless and immediately went into the lady’s room. They came out, grabbed drinks and a table then scanned the surroundings for available dance partners.
It wasn’t long before men started to approach the three women’s table to ask for a dance. Jennifer left the table first with a tall skinny man with a winning smile and an attitude that said he was not to be trusted.
Nicole walked off with a guy who looked to be a construction worker, with not quite enough polish, but more of guy who might be a bit bold.
Amy was left at the table as the designated purse guard when Tom, the guy she had danced with the last time she was here several weeks ago, walked up to her table. He had texted her, but she hadn’t replied.
“Hello there,” he announced, “Amy, isn’t it?”
“That’s me the flake who does not return text messages,” she said with a smile. “Liked the dick pic, by the way.”
“I didn’t think I’d see you again. Are you here again with your friends?” He asked.
“Yeah, they’re out there on the floor somewhere,” she answered.
“I gather you and your friends are just out for an evening of fun every once in a while, and not really looking for anything long term,” he commented.
“True, but isn’t that what most of the people here are doing?” Amy asked leaning forward. The top button of her blouse was open and she felt confident he could look down her blouse and see her braless breasts.
Tom noticed and smiled. He liked her attitude, “Would you care to dance?” he asked.
“I’d love to, but I have purse duty right now until my friends get back.” She apologized. “You know, we don’t have to be on the dance floor to make out,” she added.
Tom sat down next to her and snaked his arm around her waist. She leaned into him. “Cozy, isn’t it?” she asked looking up at him. He leaned down to kiss her and placed his hand on her breast.
Jennifer and Mr. not-to-be-trusted had barely reached the dance floor when his hands were all over her. She actually didn’t mind, since she expected this when she agreed to dance with him. Her hands went immediately to his groin and started to squeeze. She knew the amount of pressure to apply to excite him and the level to apply to bring him to his knees.
They continued this grope dance for a while until Jennifer discovered that this idiot had no idea of how to turn on a woman. She gave him a sharp squeeze and turned to walk away as he bent over to grab his balls. On her way back she ran into a man who had seen what the jerk was doing and was actually coming to her rescue.
“I see you can take care of assholes, and did not need any assistance,” he said in way of an introduction.
“Thank you. That guy had no clue; you think you can do better?” She asked the new man.
“I promise not to be so crude,” he offered.
“Nothing wrong with being crude, but you need to know what you are doing,” she answered with a smile.
“How crude, would you like?” he asked as he started to softly caress her breasts.
“That’s a nice start,” she answered as he brushed his fingers across her nipples.
She started to sigh and wrapped her arms around his neck. He continued his gentle teasing of her nipples and once he felt them stiffen under his fingers, started to pinch them.
Jennifer stared to sway her hips with the music as her new friend danced with her nipples. They were still on the crowed dance floor and she felt bodies rub against hers. This was normal and she thought nothing of it and actually stared to enjoy the bodily contact. Suddenly she realized that some of this caressing was not accidental. Her butt was being caressed gently, but with intent, by some unknown stranger.
Her new friend in front of her was driving her up the wall. She had not been caressed like this in quite a while and her motions showed it. She had closed her eyes and enjoyed the stimulation both front and back. She noticed that her friend had stopped and as she opened her eyes saw that he was unbuttoning her blouse. He inserted both of his hands onto her naked breast under her blouse and she showed her appreciation by sliding her leg between his and rubbing his groin.
The man behind her, and she now knew it was a man, became bolder and placed his hands on her butt cheeks so he could sway with her ass. He also pressed up against her very close leaving her no doubt that what was pushing against her crease was all male.