Strapped

Strapped Part 10

Nikki nearly jumped to her feet when Joey approached as if she were on a tether attached to the gorgeous butch. Mickey's welcome to Joey's presence was less than stellar compared to the short, soft butch who was beaming with glee.

"Fancy meetin' you here, Nikki." Joey shook Nikki's hand politely, clearly keeping a friendly distance, then shook Mickey's already outstretched hand with a look of understanding in her eyes, telling Mickey she knew that Nikki was off limits to her.

Nikki chuckled. "You think you're surprised; you should have seen our faces when we realized who was taking the pictures." She ran her eyes over Joey appreciatively. "And strapped, too."

A blush bloomed on Joey's cheeks; she lowered her head out of embarrassment. "It's effective and less time consuming to wear this. It makes changing out cameras so much easier."

"It's hot," Mickey mused, shocking Nikki, who looked over her shoulder and up at Mickey's face. Mickey smiled down at her with a wink. "So, how much longer are you on the clock?"

"Eleven o'clock. They wanted first dances, then I gotta take pics of the speeches, cutting the cake, bouquet toss, garter toss. I already got the group photos before the reception started."

Nikki could sense Joey was nervous standing there having a dull but civil conversation with a past lover and the girlfriend who could intimidate anyone with just a look. Nikki reached out and stroked Joey's bare forearm up to the sleeve that sat rolled up just past her elbow. "Well, look for us when you're done. We have a proposition for you, if you're interested." She lightly scratched her short nails down Joey's skin before stepping back.

Joey swallowed hard, blinking rapidly, flitting her eyes back and forth between both women, noting the lust in their eyes. "You could say I'm interested."

Mickey smiled then placed her hands up on Nikki's shoulders, giving them a loving squeeze. "I'm pleased." She quickly corrected herself. "We're pleased."

Joey gave a nod as she nervously shoved her hands deep inside her trouser pockets. "I better get back to work. I'll see ya later."

"Counting on it," Nikki said before Joey turned and disappeared into the sea of bodies milling around. "So counting on it," Nikki whispered. She smiled when a sweet kiss was pressed to her cheek. She turned around in Mickey's arms and wrapped her own around Mickey's shoulders. "We'll have to find a place if this is really gonna happen."

Mickey winked then whispered in her ear, "I gotta room at the local hotel waiting for us."

Nikki pulled back an inch with pleasant surprise written all over her face. "Really? Is that so?"

Mickey simply nodded.

Nikki found herself swaying in Mickey's arms to the romantic music playing. "Maybe we should break it in before the big event."

"I'm game," Mickey said.

Nikki took Mickey by the hand and confidently led her over to the exit and outside into the evening air. They strolled with ease over to Mickey's bike. Once they were seated, Mickey turned on the loud, rumbling engine then she revved it a couple times, shattering the romantic atmosphere surrounding them, turning a few heads of the smokers. The bike shot off.

Mickey made it to the hotel fairly quickly, slightly speeding, taking advantage of the freedom of her motorcycle amongst all the cages. By the time they quickly walked through the front lobby of the hotel and into an elevator, their hands were everywhere, making quick work of their clothes, and when the elevator dinged, Nikki had her hands down the front of Mickey's leather pants, and Mickey's were tucked inside Nikki's shirt, grasping her breasts. A shocked gasp followed by a throat being cleared caught the women's attention.