Feeling Sexy

"That was crazy!" you shouted as you walked out of the convention centre, "Did you see how everyone was looking at me? At us? I've never felt that way before! It was like I was... I don't know..."

"Sexy?" Jasmine offered.

"Yeah!" you agreed, "Sexy."

It got awkwardly quiet for a few seconds as the three of you walk down the sidewalk toward Kami's SUV. Both women were holding your hands, and it felt nice, intimate even. The whole evening had been a trip so far. First being introduced to Jasmine's wife who, for whatever reason, seemed to have been bit by the same love-bug that Jasmine had been bitten by. Both women, both gay, both head-over-heels in love with you, despite knowing almost nothing about you.

But it didn't stop them from showing you a good time. On the ride over Kami had driven while you and Jasmine sat in the back seat together. It was only fair, Jasmine had informed Kami, since the date was supposed to be just you and her, she should have a little bit of alone time first. Not that anything really happened on the drive. It wasn't like she snaked her hand into your pants and gave you a handjob, or made out with you the entire drive. No, she held your hand, and you talked. After a while she slid over and rebuckled so she was in the awkward middle seat, just so she could rest her head on your shoulder. Then she got quiet. After asking if she was okay, she said she just enjoyed the sound of your voice.

So you told her stories of your life, your dreams, while her wife drove you to your destination. You found yourself telling Jasmine about your first crush in elementary school, about how you used to be fascinated by the moon landings, about how you one day dream of seeing the world from the top of Mount Everest. You told her of things you had forgotten, of things you hoped for. The soft soft affection she was showing you was unlike anything you had experience before. It made you open up and share parts of yourself that you would have normally kept hidden away.

Soon you arrived. It wasn't a long drive, and you were a little sad to have it end, but Kami and Jasmine ensured you that you were in for a treat. That's when you saw where you were being taken.

"What?!" You had shouted at the women, "Are you kidding me?"

"You said you liked this kind of thing," Jasmine said, "and we want you to be happy."

Of course that wasn't all they wanted. Once inside they confessed to their ulterior motive, why they had dressed the way they had. The women, those minxes, had planned on acting like trophies, showing off their bodies, just so that the rest of the guys there would be jealous.

And did it ever work!

When you stopped to talk to an artist, the women would lean down on the table, giving great shows of their cleavage for all to see. On standing up, they would join you and fawn all over you, making sure that whoever had been lusting after them would know that they belonged to you. When you were listening to one of the speakers, they flanked you, each nibbling at your ears, kissing your neck, rubbing your inner thighs. It was very difficult not to get hard, you found yourself pinching your leg, thinking of your grandmother, doing math in your head, anything to avoid standing up and showing off a full chubby to everyone. Even when you looked at collectables, not only did they each buy you something, they found the statues with the sexiest poses and posed for you, garishly showing off their bodies, making it obvious for all onlookers that the show was aimed at you and you alone.

You felt like a god. It was the best few hours of your life.

"You know how you felt, how people must have been thinking about you?" Kami said quietly, breaking the silence as she pulled her keys out of her clutch, "That's what we feel, only much more."

"It's true," Jasmine agreed, "You are so sexy, so impressive, so wonderful. If you let us, we'll do our best to make you feel that way your whole life."

"I can't say that I understand what's happening here," you said, smiling but shaking your head, "You have to admit it's kind of weird, unnatural even. Lesbians shouldn't be falling for me! But you two, you are so amazing. Nobody has ever made me feel that way before, nobody has shown that they care about me that much. I know it's early on, and we're just getting to know each other, but I feel like I might be falling for you two."

The three of you stop beside Kami's Highlander. There is a starry-eyed look in both of their faces. Tears are welling up in Kami's eyes. After a second of staring at each other, the two women throw their arms around you and begin kissing your face. They take turns with your mouth, but your feel their lips all over you. They kiss you frantically, as if you you were their one true love, returned from a long journey, long thought dead. You wrap one arm around each woman and pull them in tightly, their breasts pressing up against you, your heart beating like a swing dance number.

"So, do we call it an evening?" you softly say after the women stop kissing you lay their heads on either shoulder, their breath warming your neck on either side.

Jasmine shot up first.

"No way, mister!" She announces, stepping back and composing herself, "The night is young! And since it's not our first date, I thought that maybe I could invite you back to our place for a drink."

"And since I drove here," Kami said, shoving the keys into Jasmine's hands, "You drive back."