Michelle takes Abbie up to her room

Michelle signed the check and gave a flirty farewell to the Tyler, bartender. There was a hint of disappointment on Tyler's face -- he probably thought there was a bit of a chance he might be leaving with Michelle, but alas, it was not to be.

Instead, Michelle grabbed Abbie's hand, and the two of them danced out of the bar together. Both of them were a little drunk at this point, and stumbled just a bit as they left the bar and headed for the elevator.

"Wait, where are we actually going?" asked Abbie.

"Up to my room, of course," replied Michelle. "Unless you've changed your mind. Do you still want to go?"

Abbie nodded. "I still want to go."

"Good." Michelle smiled and licked her lips. She wiggled a bit with excitement. "This is fun, this is different. Usually, I think, Chris and I just find whatever we we find and do our separate things."

"Usually?"

"Oh, not like that. It's not like it happens all the time. Once every few months, maybe." Michelle paused to think about this. "I think the last time I did anything was like last winter." She smiled a little. "Mm, that was a nice bit of winter." She giggled at the memory of it.

Abbie looked at her and giggled, a bit drunkenly. "I don't even know what you're talking about and I'm kind of excited by it."

"You would have been. For sure." Michelle pressed the 'down' button when they got to the elevator. As they waited, Michelle turned to Abbie, and gently touched her face. Her finger ran down to her neck, and then the top of her chest. Abbie just bit her lip and edged her body into Michelle's touch. Just then the elevator door opened, and the two women stepped into the car.

Michelle pushed the button for 22, and the door closed. There was a bit of silence between them, but then Michelle turned to Abbie and spoke a little too fast. "Okay, this is probably the **** talking, because I really don't usually think of girls this way, but there's momentum here and I feel some heat, and I want to kiss you but I have no idea if that's part of this or not or if I should just --"

Abbie took Michelle by the shoulders and planted a firm kiss on her mouth. They held the kiss, twisting their heads side to side, bringing their tongues forward. The floors passed by ... 34 ... 33 ... 32 ...

As the kiss broke, Michelle held her breath. She swallowed, and caught her balance against the side of the elevator car.

"Before we get there, before it's too late ... will you please do that again?" Michelle asked.

Abbie stepped toward her. She took one of Michelle's hands in her own and held it over their heads, against the wall. She put her other hand directly on Michelle's breast, and then leaned her face in for another kiss. Michelle instinctively took her other hand and wrapped it around Abbie's body. Her dress was cut low in the back, and Michelle slid her hand inside the dress and held Abbie's bare ass. As she realized Abbie wasn't wearing anything under the dress, Michelle's body melted a little bit, and her kiss became softer, wetter, and more intense. The elevator floors passed by ... 28 ... 27 ... 26 ...

Michelle's hand groped Abbie's ass, first one side, then the other, then her fingers traced the line of her crack downward, toward her pussy. Abbie hand on Michelle's breast moved slower and more firmly, and their other hands, with interlaced fingers, fell and rested just above Michelle's head against the wall of the elevator. 25 ... 24 ... 23 ...

Abbie pushed her tongue into Michelle's mouth once more. She released her handhold with Michelle, and ran her hand along Michelle's head, shoulder, and arm. Michelle squeezed Abbie's ass one more time as the elevator door opened at 22 with a ding.

"Oh fuck," said Michelle. "I don't know if I can even remember my room number ..."