Return to Happily Ever After Chapter Twenty-Four

Happily Ever After

Author: Spellbound
Rating: PG to NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except 2 insane cats and lots of fluffy socks. The characters and places belong to Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and all the other people who have a finger in the Buffy pie. All the new people are mine though!

Still 6 days to go....

Blaze was adding the final touches to the private room she and Vince had acquired for the party. Two identical tables, each with a single rose and a huge pile of 5 dollar bills sat on either side of the huge podium. At the entrance to the dimly lit room, she had hung a banner announcing the bachelorette party and a collection of different coloured balloons.

Looking around the room, she searched her mind for anything she had missed and came up with a blank.

Happy with the front of the club, Blaze approached the bar and ordered a whiskey and tequila before disappearing behind the beaded curtain and into the changing room.

As she pushed open the door, Blaze grinned. Her eyes travelled the length of a very long, toned leg, its owner's face obscured by long blonde hair. "Hey sexy!" Blaze beamed as she set the glasses down on the counter. The blonde looked up with a smile and Blaze noticed for the first time that she had two completely different coloured eyes, one green, and the other blue. "Hey Blaze." she replied, nodding her thanks for the drink before continuing her moisturising routine.

Blaze took a seat across from the blonde and studied her carefully. Her long toned legs reached up to her firm round ass, 'You could bounce a quarter off that ass!' Blaze thought before her eyes continued their journey. Over the young woman's taut stomach to her sumptuous breasts, one nipple pierced with a silver ring and to her shoulders, strong yet feminine at the same time. Her long hair trailing over her shoulders and partially obscuring her stunning face.

Absently Blaze wondered how many unsuspecting men had fallen head over heels for her friend only to discover that she wasn't interested in, how had she put it? 'A fool with a tool'. Blaze grinned, Analise was easily one of her closest friends, and although unintentional, she was often the cause of much heartbreak as her personality and stunning good looks melted the hardest of hearts, and had people falling for her at a moments notice.

"So, where's Beth?" Blaze asked when she realise that she had been caught staring. Analise shrugged and began stretching. "I called her but she said she was stuck in traffic." she replied, resting one leg up on the counter to stretch out her hamstring.

As Analise took a sip of her whiskey, the back door banged open to reveal a tall brunette. "Hey!" she breathed as she walked into the room and dumped her bag next to a chair. "Sorry, I'm late." she smiled.

"Hey Beth." Both women greeted her warmly and Blaze indicated the drink on the counter.

As Analise slipped into a sheer bikini, Blaze swallowed hard watching as her long elegant fingers buttoned a crisp white shirt before sliding into a pair of slacks.

"So, I get the red head?" Analise asked as Beth started to get changed.

"Uh? Oh, erm, yeah!" Blaze replied, making no effort to hide her staring.

"Cool." she giggled, as she tied a large tie around her neck and piled her hair up under a hat before slipping into an oversized men's suit jacket.

Inhaling sharply, Blaze excused herself and left the ladies to get ready for their impending show. As she emerged into the main body of the club, she noticed Bobby sitting at the bar. "Right, the girls are sorting themselves and the guests should be here soon." she told him, her eyes darting to the doorway when she saw a tall dark haired beauty enter. "Hey Jaycee!" she called, waving the other woman over.

"Hey sexy." she whispered, leaning in to kiss the pink haired DJ softly on the cheek. "Am I the first one here?" she asked, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Blaze opened her mouth to respond but her comment was rendered void by the arrival of Chris. "Not anymore!" Blaze giggled, gesturing towards the man in the doorway. After brief introductions, Blaze guided the pair up to the V.I.P area and fetched them both a drink. As they indulged in uncomfortable small talk, Vince appeared, a huge grin spread over his face.

"Hey guys!" he beamed, bending to kiss his girlfriend and ogle the stunning cleavage of their new 'friend'. "This is Giles and Xander." he said gesturing to the men with him. As they sat, he took their orders and fetched them both drinks from the bar. On returning, Blaze nudged him, "Are you going to get the girls then?" she asked, pointing up to the clock.

"Oh fuck. It's almost 9 o'clock!" he exclaimed, grabbing his coat and heading for the door. "Are you all ready for them?" he asked. Blaze nodded and he vanished out into the night.

"Tara?" Willow asked, brushing her hair thoughtfully. "Where are we going with Vince tonight?" she asked. In all the commotion of the past few days, she couldn't remember being told of the evening's plans. Tara's head appeared around the corner, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders. "Erm, well." She took a minute to consider the question before realising she actually didn't know and shrugging. "He never said!" she said softly.

"Then how are we meant to know what to wear?" Willow asked, regarding herself in the mirror. Tara entered the bedroom, dressed in simple black underwear and a frown. "I don't know!" she replied honestly, reaching for the phone to call Vince and find out. As she began dialling, there was a loud knock on the front door. "That'll probably be Vince." Tara said as she walked into the closet and rummaged around for something to wear.

Both Willow and Vince appeared moments later, "Vince?" Tara yelled from the closet, "What are you wearing?" The man looked himself up and down and stifled a giggle. "A shirt and pants." he called back. "Just put on something comfortable and hurry up."

Tying her hair back, Willow stepped into the huge closet and watched as Tara slipped into her favourite shirt and a long skirt. "Will I do?" she asked Willow, who nodded and kissed her softly. "You always look perfect!" the redhead told her in a whisper.

"You're biased!" Tara giggled as they emerged into the luxurious bedroom.

"Here you go!" Vince said, handing them both a piece of black material. "When we get in the car, you are to put them on!" he told them, his tone leaving no room for argument.

With keys collected, doors locked and Miss Kitty safely home and sleeping in her favourite spot on the couch, Willow, Tara and Vince filed out of the house and into the nakedness of the evening.

Blaze was pacing back and forth outside the club, everything was running late and she was becoming more and more irritated by the second. She was about to reach into her coat for her phone to call Vince when their car turned the corner. As he pulled up in the large car park, Blaze pulled open the back door, thankful that both her friends had complied with their request and kept their blindfolds on. "Good evening ladies!" she said, helping first Willow and then Tara from the car.

As she and Vince guided them upstairs they fought to control the giggles that shook their shoulders.

"Ta-Da!!" they yelled together as they pulled the blindfolds off to reveal the banner and balloons they had hung earlier that day.

Willow and Tara giggled before turning to each other in surprise. Before they had a chance to speak, Vince pushed them into the waiting club. "Oh my god!" Willow giggled as she saw all their friends sitting around tables at the end of an elongated podium.

They were greeted warmly by their friends, each one hugging and kissing them on the cheek as they took their seats. Vince fetched another round of drinks from the bar and Blaze, well, they didn't know where she had gotten to!

Suddenly the lights dimmed and music blared from the speakers situated all around the room. As the drum beat of the Eurythmics, 'Sweet Dreams (are made of this) sounded, a spotlight burst on, revealing a figure in a mans suit and a hat, striking a very Michael Jackson-esque pose.

"Oh my god." Willow repeated again, looking over to Tara's table with wide eyes. Tara had gone a delicate shade of beetroot, her cheeks radiating heat as her eyes darted around the room, unsure of where she should look.

As the music picked up, the figure looked up, her gaze fixing firmly on Willow as she strode down the podium.

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas--
Everybody's looking for something.

Willow felt her cheeks burning as the woman reached her, lifting her hat and shaking out her long blonde hair before dropping the hat on Willow's head. The tall blonde spun delicately and the zipper on her trousers was loosened in seconds, the garment being flung from one foot and into the crowd. Willow stared up in open mouthed amazement. She couldn't recall ever having seen legs that long on anyone, and such firm, tanned and perfectly sculpted legs too. Glancing over at Tara, she saw that she wore the same stunned expression.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.

Circling her hips erotically, the stripper popped each one of her buttons in time with the music, her tie still flapping at her neck. Willow found herself holding her breath as the amazing eyes of the woman dancing before her held her in place. As the music picked up and assaulted their ear drums, the blondes shirt found its way to the floor, leaving the tanned beauty in her bikini top and black thong, her firm buttocks now being gyrated only inches from Willow's face.

As the drum beat picked up, the blonde reached the pole spinning expertly around it and doing the splits at the same time before returning to Willow. Reaching forwards, Willow picked up a bill and was shocked as a long leg came to rest on the back of her chair, giving her access to the thong, in which she tucked the bill. Blaze also leapt at the opportunity to tuck some bills into the underwear of her friend and grinned as she did so.

Licking her lips suggestively, Analise strode back to the end of the podium, her hips moving in perfect time with the drum beat as the lights on her went out.

The group were just about to start their applause when the second verse of the song burst into life and more lights lit up the top end of the stage, revealing a tall brunette dressed in identical attire.

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world
And the seven seas--
Everybody's looking for something.

She strode deliberately down the platform, her routine similar to that of the blonde, but her attention was focused entirely on Tara who blushed a deeper red than anyone would have thought possible. She eased herself out of her clothing a lot faster and as she began suggestively gyrating in front of Tara; she found bills being tucked carefully into her own thong.

With a grin, both women turned to each other, using the other as their own personal dancing pole and removing their bikini tops in the process.

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused.

Just as Willow and Tara thought they were relaxed, both dancers turned in their direction once again, grabbing their hands and leading them up onto the stage, much to the delight of their friends.

As they were sat on chairs that had been placed at the end of the stage, each woman received their own personal lap dance. Gulping with nervousness and embarrassment, Tara looked to Willow who was clearly enjoying herself.

When the brunette indicated she was to remove her thong, Tara shook her head suddenly and looked to Willow for help. Willow just nodded and grinned, happy for her fiancée to enjoy the attentions of the other woman.

With shaking fingers, Tara slid the thong from the woman and blushed deeply. In the many years she had spent with Willow, she had never once had the urge to be this close to any other woman, yet alone this close with a naked woman. "You can keep that as a souvenir!" the brunette purred suggestively, before placing a light kiss on her lips and continuing her lap dance.

The blonde performed a similar routine, although hers was a little longer and there seemed to be an awful lot more touching, at least to Tara who was feeling decidedly uncomfortable.

As the song finally came to its conclusion, Vince, Giles, Xander, Blaze, Jaycee, Chris and Melissa leapt to their feet, applauding and cheering. Willow and Tara received a huge hug and kiss from the dancers before all four left the stage.

"Fucking hell!" Willow exclaimed as she returned to her seat. "That was different!" she told Blaze who was grinning manically at her.

"It's my round!" Willow announced suddenly, rising to her feet and fixing her gaze on Tara. As she took everyone's request, Willow gestured for Tara to help her and the pair headed to the bar, leaving their friends to whoop and cheer as the dancers returned for one more song.

"You looked like you enjoyed that." Tara whispered as they waited for their order to be fixed. Glancing at her fiancée, Willow frowned slightly before wrapping her arms protectively around her waist. "Not as much as if it had been you!" she purred, causing Tara to blush deeply.

"Really?" Tara asked, unable to hide her surprise. Both women looked back towards the stage, where the blonde was teasing poor Vince mercilessly. "You don't think she's attractive?" Tara asked, knowing that Willow would be lying if she said 'no'.

"She's gorgeous!" Willow admitted. "But she's not you." she finished, kissing Tara passionately.

With a grin, Tara paid for their drinks and lifted the tray. As she turned to return to their table, Willow pinched her backside and she almost dropped the drinks in surprise. "Just relax and enjoy it!" Willow whispered, "Its only fun!" As they found their seats once again, Tara found herself relaxing into the evening, tucking bills into the underwear of strange, but stunning women.

With their routine finally over, Beth and Analise emerged from the backroom and were gestured over by Blaze.

"Guys." she announced as they walked over to the tables, "This is Analise and Beth." she told them, gesturing to each woman as she said their name.

As they all shifted around to make room for their new guests, Willow slid into the chair at Tara's side, her fingers softly caressing her thigh as they spoke.

As time passed, Willow's gentle caressing grew bolder and she found Tara catching on to the new game. As they teased and played, Tara noticed Blaze and Jaycee had disappeared. "Where'd they go?" she asked Willow in a hushed whisper. Next to her, Vince leaned in, "Probably to get a head start on later!" he told her, a devilish smile tickling his face. Tara's hand pulled back from Willow's thigh and contacted the table with an audible thump, making the glasses on top of it rattle.

"Oh shit!" Willow giggled. As if they had heard the conversation, Blaze and Jaycee appeared from the back corner of the club and grabbed on to Vince. "We're going!" Blaze announced as she dragged him from his seat, her breath short and ragged and her cheeks flushed.

Giles and Xander also made their excuses, and after thanking the group for a wonderful evening, made their way downstairs to hail a cab. Chris left soon after, leaving Willow and Tara alone.

"So baby," Tara grinned as Willow returned from the bathroom. "Wanna get another lap dance?" Grabbing her hand, Willow led Tara out into the cool night.

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