The club was hot and full of people. The press of bodies and the throbbing music could make anyone's pulse race. Jessi tossed back her silky brown curls over her shoulder, exposing her cleavage as she moved in time to the music. She and Jackie were the hottest example of perfect opposites in the club that night. Jessi wore a shining black and red zebra skirt and a top that laced up in front to show off the tops of her round breasts. The skirt brushed the tops of her favorite black knee high boots, and the slit showed a lot of thigh. Her curled brown hair was a tousled mess as she had a tendency to toss her hair with the music.
Jackie must have been hot in the leather skirt, but you couldn't tell by looking. The zipper went from the hem of the skirt all the way up, and was unzipped most of the way, showing her long legs almost all the way up to the black see through thong they had bought at the mall that afternoon. Just thinking it made Jessi blush a little, and she ducked her head, hoping her friend wouldn't notice.
"What are you thinking about?" Jackie had to lean over to yell in her ear over the music.
"Nothing interesting. Really." Jessi stammered, as she tore her eyes away from Jackie's low cut blouse. Jackie raised her eyebrows a little, but let it go.
A guy came up behind Jessi and put his hands on her hips, trying to move her to the beat, which was a little difficult considering he was completely drunk. Jessi laughed and gently moved away. He grabbed her again, a little more insistently, but she was pulled away, and he found himself looking up at a 6 foot blonde as Jackie glared down at him.
"Back off creep. She's mine." She said, pulling Jessi off to the bar. The creep didn't follow. They sat together, Jessi leaning against her shoulder, until a new Christina song came on and the girls jumped back up to dance.
Later that night they drove back to Jackie's house, where Jessi was staying for the weekend. They sat in comfortable silence, listening to soft music in an effort to wind down from the club. Jessi snapped the cover of her phone on and off, until Jackie reached over and pulled the phone from her hand. She tried to sit still, but unconsciously started playing with the ties on her shirt. Finally, Jackie hit the mute button on the stereo.
"If you want to unlace that, feel free, but otherwise tell me what you're thinking about. You're driving me nuts."
Jessi sat silently for a minute, then blurted out "Did you mean it?"
"Mean what?"
"You told the guy at the club I was yours. Did you mean it?"
" Do you want to me mine? To let me do whatever I want with you?"
"Yes, please. More than anything."
"Yes what?" Jackie asked, her voice getting more commanding, her eyes challenging.
Jessi bit her lip, knowing exactly the kind of thing to say. "Yes Mistress Jackie, I want to be yours." Her breath caught as she said it, and she could feel her nipples getting hard under the thin fabric of her shirt. She tried to cross her arms to hide them.
"What are you doing?" Jackie asked, pulling her arms down to her lap. "Are you hiding from me? Don't bother, I know you're horny."
"I'm not, I mean I wasn't, I mean...." Jessi couldn't think of anything to say.
"Well if you weren't, then I don't suppose you mind taking off the shirt and showing me." Jackie grinned at the idea. "You know, I like that. Just for hiding from me, you are riding the rest of the way home topless."
Jessi stared at her for a minute, her eyes wide with shock. Jackie looked over at her, then turned back to the road. "Yes that look is cute, but it's not getting you out of this. Lose the shirt."
