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When I get back to my room, though, I can’t help myself. First, I pull up the site and check for messages. Finding no response again, I go to my porn site of choice. Yes, I have a favorite website for lesbian pornography. I pay for it, too. It doesn’t do nearly enough for me, but it can help me focus on other women instead of the one I can’t stop picturing on top of me. I find several new videos I’ve never seen. I always go to the story section of the site, preferring as much realism as one can get with porn, and there are three videos that get my attention. I click on the first one and lie back with the laptop at my side. I roll to face it, press my thighs together and watch as the two women in the video meet under ridiculous circumstances. I roll my eyes but don’t look away. I promise myself I’ll make it at least through the first sex scene before I touch myself. When one of them goes down on the other, and I get a close-up of how wet that woman is, I think about how wet she was against my sex.
I’m supposed to be thinking about anything other than this woman, but I can’t. I manage to resist touching myself, despite how much my body is telling me I need it. I watch the first video until the end, roll onto my back, and consider falling asleep early. I know I can’t, though. That’s not how it works when my clit is so hard, it hurts. So, I fire up the second video. This was a mistake. In this video, a woman with short dark hair is packing. The other woman cups her through the pants before she unzips the fly. Then, she strokes the dildo, and I watch as the woman wearing the thing closes her eyes, liking it, even though she can’t even feel anything.
By the time she’s fucking her over a table, I’m gone. My own dildo, which I’d packed for this weekend away, is buried inside me. My favorite vibrator is pressed to my needy clit, and I’m coming hard. By the time I’m done, I’m exhausted. I clean myself up and fall back into bed.
I cannot keep going at this rate. I feel like a horny teenage boy that just can’t get enough, but I can’t. I wake up the next morning and get dressed for my next treatment. I check the site again, and finally, there’s a response.
Member,
Our apologies, but the escort you’ve requested will not be in attendance at this month’s event, so we will be unable to book you a private room with her for the evening. However, we have many other escorts that we can make available to you, and we’ll be willing to wave the ninety-day rule for you, given your first choice is not available. We’d also like to inform you that we are considering offering parties for women who are seeking women, only. We are currently in the process of gauging interest, but if there is enough amongst the members, we will offer you for your standard fee the choice to attend either event each month. If you’d like to attend both events, there will be a separate fee. Information for the possible changes is included in the attachment. If you are interested, please find the notification on the site where you can let us know. Please also tell us if you’d like us to send you a list of available partners for you for this coming event. We’d be happy to reserve one of the larger rooms for you for the entire night and make any arrangements you may require.
Member Services
“She’s not going to be there?” I say to no one.
I’m beyond disappointed. I’d just assumed she’d be there. Why had I done that? Why had I gotten my hopes up? I’d assumed she’d be there and that she’d find me again; that she’d want me for the evening more than anyone else. All of those assumptions had been ridiculous. I don’t want another escort, so I reply that I’m not interested, but I am interested in the possibility of only seeing women who want other women at these events. I’ve never particularly been interested in men, or watching men have sex with women or other men. I wouldn’t mind making the switch to those parties, but I don’t know if she will be there. And if she’s only at the other parties, I want to be there with her.
I reply, expressing my interest in women-only events because I am interested. I tell them to disregard the request for the private room and ask a question. I want to know if my escort is no longer coming back or if it’s just this party that she’s missing. I go to my treatments for the day, have dinner at the restaurant, and return to my room to find the response. They don’t know, but she is still employed and in good standing with the company, which means it would be her choice if she doesn’t return. That brings me some relief, but not much.
I consider rescinding my RSVP for this event, but I don’t know; there’s still a chance she might show up, and if she does, I want to be there. Besides, it’s not smart for me to tie these parties to her specifically. She won’t always be there, and she won’t always be with me when she is, so I need to go and see what a night without her is like there, and if I still want to be a member.
???
It’s eleven o’clock, and I’m already here. I arrived fifteen minutes early just in case she shows because I want to be the first to a room if she does. I’ve made my rounds, and I don’t see her. I also don’t see the two women I usually watch, which is disappointing, but I decide to walk around and see where the night takes me.
People are heading toward rooms or just starting where they stand. I sit on the sofa in the spacious living room and watch two women who are on the floor in front of the fireplace. I’m not the only one watching, though, and it feels more like the porn I watch rather than something real, so I leave the room and head upstairs. I find only one open door, and it’s not the women I was hoping for, but at least it’s two women. I recognize them as the member and the escort I watched with her the last time.
“Come in,” the member says, “If you want. We’re just getting started. You’re welcome to watch or participate if you choose to.”
The escort is pulling off the woman’s stockings until they snap off in her hand, and she smirks, tossing them to the floor.
“I’m happy to have you join us,” the escort says, turning her head back to me.
She does look like she’d be happy to have me join, but I stand there and continue watching. The escort is naked now. The member is naked now, too. She nods at me, I think. Then, the escort stands up and walks over to me, or so I thought. She walked past me to close the door behind me.
“She wants it to be just us for now,” I get the explanation from the escort. “You can stay or go. Up to you,” she says as she walks past me, but her hand lightly grazes my own, and that touch turns me on.
This is why I’m here, I tell myself. I can’t just come here expecting to see the woman I want and expecting her to be able to spend each month only with me. I watch as the escort tops the member, and the member spreads her legs wide for her. They begin to rock as they kiss, and there’s familiarity here. They know each other; they’ve done this before, and it shows. It’s nice. It’s sexy. The member begins to moan into their kisses. I watch as the escort slips her hand between them, and it doesn’t take long for the woman beneath her to come at her touch. I want to come too now.
I haven’t touched myself since that last time at the spa, and I know I need it. I’ve been holding out for tonight, hoping she’d be here, but if she’s not, I still need to come. I take a hesitant step toward the bed. The member’s eyes open as she begins to come down. She smirks up at me.
“Would you like to join us?” she asks.
“Yes,” I say.
“Baby, would you let her make you come?” she asks the escort as she runs her hands through the woman’s hair.
“That sounds nice,” the escort says.
“Will you fuck her for me while she sucks me?” the member asks. “She has what you need, and I love watching her come – it makes me come harder.”
I nod. The escort slips out of bed and finds the strap-on in her bag. She holds it out to me, and I don’t hesitate. I strip out of my dress, baring my breasts to both women but leaving my thong on as I slip the harness on. It’s been a minute since I’ve used one of these things, but I like the idea of using one tonight. I watch the member spread her legs wide. The escort moves back onto the bed and kisses the woman deeply. She lowers herself down to suck on the nipples, and I move to stand closer to the bed. I slide my hand into my thong as I watch the escort suck on the other nipple and the woman writhe beneath her.
“You like that?” the member asks me.
“Yes,” I say.
“Turn it on, then,” the woman says.
