“You definitely are good at that,” I said, remembering how Eve had persuaded me to do some wild stuff I never would have considered without her prodding.
“It helps to have women onstage,” she said. “It makes the crowd feel more empowered and keeps them laughing. You should come, too. You could help me like you did at the club. Don’t worry about a costume. I will bring you one.”
“I don’t know Eve,” I said. “That was in a dark club with no one I knew. These women go to my college.”
“That’s why you need a costume. I’ll make sure it comes with a mask,” she said. “I will call you Friday. See you soon Lily. Think of me when you use your vibrators!”
Before I could respond, she hung up. My head was spinning with fear, nervousness and desire. I liked the idea of seeing Eve, and having a weekend to forget about schoolwork. But she made me push my boundaries, and that felt great but made me a little scared.
I sleepwalked through the motions of the week, constantly distracted about seeing Eve. At night, I would toss and turn and fantasize about her. I would think about taking her dark nipples into my mouth, about her tongue against my clit, her fingers pressing into me. I grabbed a vibrator that she had picked out for me, pulled my panties to the side and rubbed it against my clitoris.
The memory that turned me on the most was having my face between her coffee-colored thighs, licking her labia, feeling her walls contract around my fingers as she came. I loved using a strap-on to fuck her while I fingered her clit. I could almost taste her. A small orgasm rolled through my body, and I covered my mouth to hold back the moan.
By Friday afternoon I was a mess. My roommate had gone home for the weekend. I cleaned the apartment, tried on four different outfits and spent way too long on my hair and makeup. I jumped when I heard the knock on my door.
There was Eve, in her typical dressed down look, her perky tits straining against a thin T-shirt. I didn’t know if we would hug or kiss, but she immediately kissed me. I was nervous one of my neighbors would see us, so I pulled her into the apartment. My mind may have been worried, but there was no doubt how my body felt about Eve. I could feel my pussy open and dampen from just one kiss.
I wanted to pull her to my bed, but she stayed near the door.
“I can’t wait to hang out, but I have two carloads of male dancers waiting for us,” she said apologetically. “We can come back here later. Maybe watch some scary movies and have a great Halloween weekend.”
I smiled and kissed her again. Then grabbed my bag and followed her to the parking lot.
“This is Adam and George,” she said, waving at two gorgeous men in the first car. “But climb in the back of this car with Kolten and me. Luis is driving, and that’s Titus next to him.”
I slid into the backseat next to Kolten, a muscular Asian guy whose thick thighs took up half the car. Eve got in beside me.
“Hi Lily,” the guys said in unison.
I chatted nervously with the group as we drove, enjoying the sexy guy on my left and the beautiful woman on my right. We parked behind a dance club that I had been to a couple of times. We piled out, and the performers all grabbed bags of gear. Eve was almost giddy.