After playing the slots for almost two hours, Denise and Michelle left the warmth of the casino and walked the short distance to Michelle’s car. Just before they reached it, a white stretch limo caught Michelle’s eye and she smacked Denise’s arm to get her attention. The girls watched as Lance from *NSYNC climbed into the back before it drove away.
Without a moment’s hesitation, they ran to the car and started following the limo. After a few minutes, the occupants of the limo realized they were being followed and instructed the driver to make a few false signals and then go the other way.
“Shit,” Denise cursed. “Stop using your signal when they do!”
“Sorry,” Michelle laughed.
The limo led them in circles, passing the road to the Buffalo border twice. The next road the limo turned onto was two lanes and Michelle pulled up beside the limo, slowing down enough so Denise could flash them. The limo sped up and they lost sight of it.
“Well,” Michelle sighed. “That was fun. We chased Lance and you flashed him. Want to go see Niagara Falls now?”
“Yeah, that would be cool.”
Michelle found a parking spot across the road from the Falls, grabbed her purse and locked the car. After checking for traffic, they crossed the road and walked up to the railing that separated them from the icy cold water down below. The friends stood in companionable silence for several minutes when the beep of a horn made them turn around and the white limo stopped in front of them.
The back window was already open and they froze when they saw Joey’s face appear, with Lance right behind him.
“Wanna go for a ride?” Joey asked with a mischievous grin on his face. Denise and Michelle looked at each other, raised their eyebrows, smiled and nodded their heads, unable to speak.
The door opened and Lance stepped out, allowing the girls to climb in. He got in after them, closed the door and the limo pulled away from the curb. Joey leaned back in his seat and looked from Denise, to Michelle and then back to Denise again.
“You ladies were doing a pretty good job of following us,” he said. “It’s too bad you lost us.”
Joey and Lance exchanged glances and laughed. Michelle looked at them suspiciously.
“What?”
“We were following you,” Lance laughed. “We waited until you stopped and then had the driver pull over. What are your names?”
“I’m Michelle and this is Denise. She’s visiting me for my birthday, she’s from Missouri.”
“Nice to meet you ladies. I’m Joey and that’s Lance. We do have a question for you though. How did you know it was us?”
“We saw Lance getting in,” Denise admitted and peered at him from under her lashes. “I hope you aren’t mad.”
“Mad? Not at all.” He told her in a husky voice and leaned in her direction. “You flashed us once… how about just flashing me now?”
Denise shot an apprehensive in Michelle’s direction and Joey cupped her chin lightly, forcing her to look at him.
“Nuh-uh Dee. Michelle has nothing to do with this. Keep your eyes on me.” Joey spoke softly and focused on her. He brought his other hand up and gently caressed her cheek and she leaned into it, her hazel eyes meeting his soft brown ones.
Joey moved forward and captured her lips with his and his hand traveled down her neck, to her shoulder and over to her throat before he began to undo the buttons on her shirt. Once they were undone, his hand moved inside her shirt and he happily discovered that she wasn’t wearing a bra. He groaned and pulled Denise onto his lap so that she was straddling him.
Michelle shifted uncomfortably and looked out the window. She felt a warm hand touch her leg and look over to see that Lance had moved to sit beside her. She glanced back over at Joey and Denise who were totally oblivious that they had an audience. She turned back to Lance and smiled. Lance leaned toward Michelle and smiled.
“They don’t need our help getting acquainted,” he told her, caressing her leg. He moved so his face was mere inches from hers. “How about we get better acquainted?”
“Hmm,” she said. She raised her hand to his cheek and ran her fingers along his cheekbone and he rested his face into her hand. Lance pulled her into his arms and captured her lips with his, pushing her back on the seat.
His hands began to roam up her shirt as her hands fumbled with his zipper. Once she had successfully unzipped his pants, she slid her hand into his boxers, grasping his ever-growing erection. Lance groaned and tilted his head back. Michelle leaned forward and ran her tongue along his jawline and down over his Adam’s apple before she closed her mouth over it and sucked lightly on it.
The divider window rolled halfway down and Lonnie turned around. “Umm, guys, sorry to break up the lovefest, but we’re here.”
“What?” Michelle mumbled. She looked up and gasped.
“Shit,” Lance muttered and tried to get Joey’s attention. He sat up and pulled Michelle into a sitting position. “JOEY!”
Lance and Michelle shared a look, green eyes meeting blue. “Let me try,” she suggested, placing her hand on Lance’s arm.
“Be my guest.” Lance said and leaned back against the seat, covering his eyes.
Michelle crossed the short distance and tapped Denise on the shoulder. Denise brought her arm back and tried to smack whomever was touching her. Michelle ducked and tried again. Denise finally, but reluctantly took her attention from Joey and turned around.
“What do you want?” She yelled in frustration.
“We’re here. Wherever ‘here’ is.” Michelle told her. Joey stopped kissing Denise’s neck and looked up.
“What do you mean we’re here?” Joey asked. Lance shrugged his shoulders and motioned toward Lonnie. Denise leaned against Joey and rested her head on his shoulder. Joey wrapped his arms around her and rested his hands on her lower back. “Lonnie, where’s here?”
“Fluid,” Lonnie replied. “You guys have been begging me to take you guys to this club, and now we’re here.”
The guys exchanged glances and looked back at their guard.
“I think…” Lance looked over at Michelle. “I think we want to drive around some more.”
“Fine.” Lonnie rolled his eyes and rolled the divider window back up again.
Denise focused her attention back on Joey, leaving Lance and Michelle to their own devices. A smile crossed his face.
“Now where were we?”