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Introduction: A woman decides to seduce your best friend A Lesbian Love Story…Of Sorts

PROLOGUE: WHAT IS LOVE?

L-o-v-e. Just four tiny letters.

Love. Just one simple word.

Love. No two people would create the same definition.

Love. So many different kinds, so many different emotions. I love my mother, I love my decaf mochas, I love my teddy bear from when I was three, I love the Big Bang Theory, I love to read, I love teaching, I love wearing stockings, I love sex. Yet had I ever felt true love? I dont know. I definitely thought I was in love on a few occasions, but that faded away over time.

I love you. Three simple words. I have said them before, I have had them said to me, were they meant sincerely? I like to think so. Were they actually true deep down in their heart? Maybe.

This is a love story. This is my love story. Is it a traditional love story? No. It is a complex, layered and sexually filled story. Will you think it is a true love story? That is up to you, as each defines love as they see it. So dont judge my view of love. It is messy, complicated, addictive and, yet I think, pure.

It wasnt until I was 26 and my best friend for many years announced she was engaged and getting married that I realized I was in love, pure, unconditional love. A love that overwhelms you. It is intoxicating, bewildering, overwhelming, haunting. This is the story of how I found such a love.

For me, love equals Gwen.

CHAPTER 1: A REVELATION

Gwen and I were best friends since grade 10. We had almost every class together and graduated together. We both lost our virginity at our grade 12 prom, on a double dare that had become a tradition between us. We would both dare each other to do the same thing. In grade 10 it was to walk up and kiss a nerd, by grade 12 we were daring each other to flash old men, go without underwear during a cheerleading practice, and lastly daring each other to give up our cherries to our respective boyfriends at prom, both of us having turned 18 the month before.

In college the dares got crazier, each one created by me. Gwen was psychologically shy, yet when a dare was given the shy facade always seemed to fade away as she also hated to lose.

Anyway I digress, we both got our teaching degrees at the same college. Luckily for us, we also got jobs at the same school, me teaching kindergarten and Gwen teaching grade 3. Over the next few years I dated a couple men before strictly dating women. Unfortunately, I had been through a string of women. I broke up with women for many trivial reasons: she had an annoying laugh, she was too high maintenance, she was too low maintenance, her family was crazy, she wasnt intelligent enough for me, she was too intelligent for me, she wasnt good enough in bed, etc… What I realized after the fact is they actually all had the same problem…they were not Gwen. Gwen, on the other hand, dated a couple guys briefly before falling hard for a decent guy named Rob.

Anyways, life went on and had been very normal, until she announced she was getting married. It shouldnt have been a big deal as they had lived together for two years already and nothing had really changed in our relationship. We still had our weekly girls night, our occasional dares, our daily phone calls and our constant text messages. Yet, when she gave me the news, something triggered deep inside me. I had this empty feeling and then it was replaced by this overwhelming fear and then it was replaced by something I cant explain. A light bulb went on. It didnt flicker, it shined bright. I was in love with Gwen. Not as a friend, not as a sibling, no, I loved her in an I want to spend the rest of my life with you love.

That night I went to bed alone thinking of the few times we experimented with each other. It started with drunken kissing a few times to tease the boys at the pub, then one time for the boys when I fingered her, on a drunken dare of mine, for their entertainment, on a few occasions we masturbated side by side as we watched some porn and then eventually helped each other reach orgasmic bliss once…just once. I remember how gentle she was and how she found my g-spot, something very few had ever been able to do. In retrospect, that night was so tender, so gentle, and so perfect. Unfortunately, we never were intimate again, nor had we ever talked about that one special night.

Then I reflected on our friendship. I was the outgoing one, while she was more reserved. I was sarcastic funny, while she was quirky funny. I was always the one making the plans, while Gwen simply went along with it. I was confrontational, while she avoided it at all costs.

The more I considered Gwen and me, the more revelations exploded inside my head. She always let me decide what we did when we went out, she never disagreed with me, even when she clearly didnt agree with me, she always listened to my advice on fashion, make-up, etc., she began wearing stockings after I suggested that they were sexy (now she always wears them).

As I considered our brief intimate encounters another eye-opener emerged. I was always the initiator, while she was always the follower. When we first masturbated each other it was me who suggested she let me help her out. It was all coming together. The puzzle pieces didnt all fit yet, but the picture was beginning to come into focus. Gwen was submissive. I had been with a few submissive women in my past and knew how to manipulate them. If Gwen was submissive, which I was pretty sure she was, I could seduce her.

I should note that I am a very attractive woman. I am 5 foot 6, hypnotic hazel eyes, long red flowing hair, small but firm breasts, a perfect tan, an intoxicating smile, a tight ass and luscious legs. I dont mean to sound arrogant, but men and women have been checking me out since I was a teenager.

Gwen is also pretty, but in a much more wholesome way. She is more the girl next door type. She is a brunette, with unique crystal blue eyes, large breasts which she often hides behind sweaters, a slightly chunky ass, lips to die for, cute dimples and a smile that sparkles.

Anyways, I fell asleep pondering…did she love me too? Would she have done more with me if I had made a move?

A few things became crystal clear:
1. I loved Gwen.
2. I had to stop the wedding.
3. I had to seduce Gwen.

I barely slept as I considered by seduction plan.

CHAPTER 2: BUYING A BRIDESMAID DRESS…THE SEDUCTION BEGINS
The next couple of weeks it was simple things. I started hugging her when we saw each other and complimented her every chance I got. The compliments during this time were simple, flattering compliments, things a man would never say. Oh you painted your nails a new shade of red or Those shoes really help showcase your legs, or Is that a new lipstick? It really makes your lips come to life. Each compliment seemed to perk up Gwen.

Then we went bridesmaid dress shopping.

So what color are you thinking the bridesmaids should wear? I asked as we arrived at the store.

I dont know I was thinking green.

I look amazing in green, I said flirtingly.

I know its your favourite color, she responded.

I coyly ask her, But do I look hot in green?

She blushed, ever so slightly, as she said with a slight laugh, Yes, you look hot in green Julia.

I smiled and gave her a big hug. I then whispered in her ear, You look hot in everything you wear. I then kissed her cheek, something I had started a couple of weeks ago, and we started looking at dresses.

I pointed out a couple nice ones and then headed to try on a nice dark green one that was sexy, yet still wedding appropriate. When I came out to show it off a pretty saleswoman, who looked to be in her early twenties, give or take, was there to assist us. Her name tag said Emma. I looked in the mirror and asked, How do I look?

Gwen said, It looks really good on you.

You think? I asked. Taking a long look in the mirror I then said, This would definitely need stockings.

Gwen agreed, Yes, either black or dark beige.

I looked at Emma and said, Do you sell stockings here?

Yes, Emma responded.

I smiled at her, my sexy flirting smile, Not pantyhose, but thigh high stockings.

Emma smiled back at me with a similar flirting smile, Yes maam. That is all I wear as well. I would recommend French Coffee.

It was my turn to be impressed. I have never heard of French Coffee as a colour.

Emma smiled and said, Do you like the colour I am wearing?

They are very fetching, but they are suntan are they not? I said.

Very good. Well French coffee is a darker shade, one that would be perfect with that shade of green. They are a 50s style vintage stocking.

Can you get me a pair? I asked.

Yes maam, she responded.

Its Julia, I said.

I will get you a pair, she paused smiling coyly at me, Julia.

As she walked away, I watched her waiting for the look back, as expected, it came with a sly smile. I looked at Gwen and said, What do you think Gwen? Think I can seduce her?

Gwen looked at me with a look I could not read. Well few have ever been able to resist the Julia charm. It should be noted that Gwen has seen me seduce many men and women throughout the years.

You did, I paused, Well mostly.

Gwen blushed, but before I could continue cute little Emma returned. The brunette handed me a package. Instead of going back to change in the dressing room, I simply opened the package and decided to put them on in front of the two girls I was trying to seduce.

I slid off my three inch pumps and slowly slid a stocking on my tanned legs. I made sure to make eye contact with Emma as I put on the first stocking. As I put on my second stocking I looked eye to eye with Gwen who watched before looking away when she realized I saw her watching. I then looked in the mirror. Pretty Emma was right. The stockings really showcased both my legs and the dress. My long red hair also was showcased by the dress. I never looked better. I looked at Emma and said, Good call, how do I look?

You look radiant maam, I mean Julia. She said overly friendly.

Radiant. That is very flattering. Can you bring me a pair of matching heels for this dress?

Sure, she said, A size 6 I assume.

You are very good at your job Emma, a size six indeed.

Emma walked away, her ass swaying perfectly in her tight black skirt.

I winked at Gwen as I quickly pulled off my panties and tossed them to Gwen. She was startled, but only briefly, as she quickly put them in her purse.

Emma came back with two shoe boxes and knelt beside me. I lifted my foot up, legs open enough to showcase my shaved pussy, as Emma slid on the matching green pump, slowly caressing the back of my ankle and calf as she did so. She was a seductress too. Even so, her face gave a startled look as she saw my uncovered cunt. She lingered longer than propriety would allow, before reaching down for the second shoe. As she put the second heel on, she again took a lingering look at my delicious pussy. As she was hypnotically seduced by my appetizing delicacy, I said, Like what you see?

She broke her stare and stood up embarrassed and tried to change the topic. Um, those shoes really work for this outfit maam.

I smiled at her and said, It is Julia dear. Plus you didnt answer my question. I then moved close to her and whispered, Did you like what you saw.

Her face was red, yet she caught on to the game quickly as she recovered, Very much so.

I thought you would, I said and turned to look in the mirror while I winked at Gwen who shook her head. Emma these are good, but not amazing. What else do you have for me?

She reached for the other box as I sat back down and lifted up my leg, angled so this time Gwen could take a peak as well. Emma slid off my shoe and replaced it with a sexier pump with a strap that wrapped around my ankle. Emma took her time putting my shoe on, her gaze rarely leaving mine. When both shoes were on, I checked the mirror and knew instantly this was perfect. I did a twirl and said, So Emma, how do I look?

Emma walked over to me and said, Ravishing.

I smiled back, Thanks Emma. Gwen I think this is the dress and these are definitely the shoes. You think?

Gwen, who was gawking at me quite frankly, responded awkwardly, Yes, yes, they are perfect.

I turned to Emma, We will buy it all Emma. Can you help me get the dress off please, I asked as I went into the changing room.

Emma looked back to see if anyone was coming before following me into the room.

As soon as the door was closed, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her passionately. She kissed back with a similar intensity. I broke the kiss eventually and she helped me out of the dress. I kept on the nylons and fingered my pussy quickly before putting my finger at Emmas lips. She obediently opened her lips and savoured my love juice. I then got dressed and said, Emma, I will be at Le Chateau Club next Saturday, I expect you will be there.

She looked embarrassed as she whispered, I cant.

Why? I asked with a seductive pout, You dont find me attractive?

No, I find you incredibly intoxicating. It is just, she paused for a long time, I am only 20.

Really? You look over 21, I said genuinely surprised.

Her face glowed with pride as she said, Thanks, I turn 21 in a couple of months.

Well, I said, Do you want to see me again?

Desperately, she said eagerly.

Well then meet at Le Chateau Club at 9:30 next Saturday. I know everyone there, if you come with me they will let you in.

Really, she said like a little school girl, I have wanted to go there forever.

Well consider me your Fairy Godmother, but a lot younger, hotter and someone you want to fuck.

She laughed and said, I will be there, what should I wear?

It is a high scale lesbian bar, so dress classy, yet sexy. Your outfit should showcase your assets and have the other woman drooling to please you, but should also be made so others can easily access your…, I paused for effect, fun parts.

She said, I have a few ideas.

You understand, I cautioned, That you are must obey all my commands when at the club.

She looked slightly surprised, but quickly regained her composure, Well that goes without saying.

I smiled, You are a little deviant, arent you?

She moved in, her hand on my ass, In more ways than one. She moved to my ear and whispered, her hot breath on my neck, my weak spot by the way, What about your friend?

I responded, Shes straight, or at least she thinks she is.

As my hand slid under her skirt, just teasing her pussy through her panties, she moaned into my ear, Shes a dyke, even if she doesnt know it yet.

She nibbled my ear, my knees giving just a hair, giving away my weakness, as I responded, Thats my hope.

I kissed her again one more time and opened the door. I went to Gwen and said, Can I have my panties back?

Gwen sheepishly opened her purse and handed them to me.

I gave them to Emma and said, A gift for my little slave.

She smirked, looked around, slid off her panties and tossed them to me, I cant take a gift without giving one back.

I grabbed them, handed her my phone and said, Type in your number in case something comes up.

She grabbed the phone, expertly typed in her pertinent information and handed me back the phone.

I took it back, paid for my outfit, using her generous 25% discount, and Gwen and I headed out. We headed over to Annies house for our once a month Bridge night where I purposely avoided Gwen as much as possible, trying to play a little aloof. Although I did tell the girls about the new girl I met and how she would be a good little plaything for a while. The girls called me a lesbian slut and I shrugged my shoulders and agreed.

CHAPTER 3: BUYING SOME TOYS

The school week went on with little fanfare as it was report card week, so both Gwen and I were bombarded with work. Writing down comments for 60 kids in every category of learning is exhausting and brain-numbing. So on Friday, Gwen and I went out for drinks, to celebrate another ending of report card reporting, Rob was out of town as was often the case. After a couple drinks we left, Gwen saying she was exhausted and needed some sleep. I laughed and said it was only 7, but I too was pretty tired.

As we got in the car I said, Can we make one more stop?

Gwen responded, Sure, where else do you need to go?

The adult shop on 8th. I need a new toy or two for tomorrow night, I said rather matter-of-factly.

Oh, Gwen said surprised and seemingly a bit crestfallen.

Plus, you being an old married hen pretty soon, we should get you some special toys for yourself. Rob is out of town a lot.

I I I have a toy.

I know, the same small, thin vibe you had in college isnt it?

Maybe, she said ever so slightly defiant.

It is isnt it? I said while laughing, I was just kidding.

She responded all defensive, I dont need it, Rob is all I need.

Really, Rob is gone for weeks at a time, how do you survive? If I dont get off every day or two I am a complete mess.

Every day or two? Gwen asked astonished.

Usually every day, sometimes more than once, if I am being honest, I said honestly.

Huh, Gwen said contemplating, her mine seeming to go elsewhere.

Its settled girlfriend, we are getting you some new play things. We drove in silence for the last couple minutes of the drive.

We entered the store and I went directly to the toys. Now I have a decent collection of adult accessories already, but I decided this was a great opportunity to up the ante on my seduction of my best friend.

The first thing I did was grab a pair of handcuffs. Ever been handcuffed?

Gwen shook her head no.

Well you really should try it. It is exhilarating when you are totally at the whim of someone else. It is, even better, to be the one handcuffing someone else. Suddenly you have all the power. These ones even glow in the dark, that would be pretty handy dont you think? She didnt answer as I tossed a pair into a basket and said, One can never have too many pairs. I then walked over to the vibrators. I grabbed a 7 inch black one and tossed it to Gwen. Is Rob this big?

Gwen blushed and looked at the toy as if it was an alien object.

Twice as big as the one you have now. I then grabbed a 5 inch pink one with five speeds and said, This may be more to your liking. I then took the black one and tossed it in the basket.

Gwen looked at the toy as I moved to a double ended dildo, something I didnt actually have. I looked at them as a saleslady, a woman in her late 40s, black hair, clearly dyed, and hazel eyes, walked over. I asked her, Any advice on what kind of double ended dildo one should buy?

Gwen dropped the toy when she realized someone else saw her with it.

The woman, clearly not fazed by such a question, answered, in a clearly British accent, Well it depends on what you want. Our most popular, for women of experience, is our 7 inch long and a solid one inch thick double dong. She reached up to an upper shelf, where I got a good look at her still firm ass. She handed it to me still in its packaging.

Have you ever used one yourself? I asked teasingly.

She smiled and said, Long ago in my college days.

Was it effective?

Oh it did the trick.

Gwen just watched the sexual verbal exchanges, not saying a word, yet seemingly hanging on every syllable.

I looked at it and burst out laughing. Gwen its called the Pretty in Pink Double Dong. That is hilarious. Seriously, it even has two different John Hughes references.

Gwen looked at me confused.

Well the Pretty in Pink reference is obvious, but remember in 16 Candles that Chinese exchange student is named Dong, I explained. I then continued, I have to get this. I placed it in the basket which was already half full.

The saleslady then handed me a much slimmer blue dildo called a Feeldoe Dildo. I looked at in awe. The saleslady explained, This one is for a situation where one wants to be a little dominant and still get off at the same time.

That sounds like me, I flirted.

I thought it may, she said back.

So how does it work? I queried greatly intrigued.

Well you see the one part goes inside you, while the other would go in your lover and you could actually use it as a penis to make love to her.

Wow, I said, Look Gwen isnt this cool?

Gwen blushed again, but said, It is creative.

That it is, I said looking for a price. Ouch, I said, its 120 bucks.

The saleslady said, It is expensive, but if you buy at least 5 toys, I will give you the special customer discount of 30 percent.

Well in that case, I flirted, How can I say no? The saleslady put it in the basket for me.

I also need a strap-on cock, preferably one that vibrates as well. Do they make such a thing? I queried as Gwen gave an awkward cough slash choke sound.

I looked at her and winked.

The British woman completely unfazed answered, Yes they do. What length were you considering?

What length do you like? I teased.

She chuckled as she said, It has been many years since I have had the need for such a toy, but the women who come in here tend to like a couple different ones. She grabbed a black one that was eight inches long and said, This one is for deep penetration, but I am told, by some very reliable sources, that women love it, especially if it is turned on high.

I grabbed the straps and wrapped it around my skirt. I asked, Can you buckle it up for me?

Sure thing sweetheart she responded and buckled me up. I was slightly disappointed that there was no sexual tension or teasing by her. Usually my flirting works on almost everyone. I decided I would have to turn on my charm.

I turned to Gwen and said, So how do I look?

Gwen stuttered and stammered questioningly, Well, um, good?

Really, just good? I teased feigning hurt feelings.

Gwen quickly reiterated, Well great for a girl with a strap-on, but isnt that way too big?

God no, I have had bigger cocks then this in me before. I wont even fuck anybody less than 7 inches now-a-days and that is only if I am desperate to get off. I paused, for dramatic effect, Well that was the rule before I quit dating men and started fucking only women.

Gwen looked bewildered and overwhelmed. I couldnt tell if she was turned on by me or repulsed.

The British saleslady broke the tension by upping the erotic tension when she said, On the other hand, if you are into butt play, a smaller, thinner strap-on is better. She then handed me a pink cock.

I looked and said, Good call, that eight inch would be too big for my ass, but this would fit snugly.

Gwen stammered trying to get the words out, You, you..

I walked over to her and said astonished, You have never had a cock in your ass? Ever?

God no, she said.

Ever? I said trying to press her buttons by acting like it was the most natural sexual act in the world.

No, I would never do that, she said confidently.

I smiled and said, Never say never, honey.

I dropped it in the basket and took off the one on my waist and dropped it in the basket also.

The saleswomen then said, We do have a brand new product that I think you will really like.

Do tell, I responded curiously.

She handed me a pink strap-on cock that had a second plug for the woman wearing the strap-on. I looked at it and said, Does it vibrate?

Both do, she said and added, The one could be in your vagina or butt while you pleasured your lover.

Really, I said all excited.

Yes, it is similar to the feeldoe, but this one vibrates and is cheaper.

I looked at the price, the vibrating duel harness, as it was called, was only 60 bucks. Well, I think I will take this instead, um, what is your name?

Audrey, she said.

Well Audrey, you have been amazingly helpful, I said as my hand gently caressed her arm.

That is my job, she joked. Now I get the feeling that you have a bit of a domination streak in you, am I correct?

Well, I shrugged nonchalantly.

I have a very unique item if you are into extreme power trips in the bedroom.

Do show? I said.

She handed me a strange looking 6 inch long beige cock with a strap. I looked at her confused, Another strap-on?

She gave a soft sincere laugh as she said, No, no, its called the Accommodator. You wrap it around your lovers head and she can pleasure you with her face.

The light bulb went on as I said, I can have my slut just fuck me with a cock on her face. Audrey shook her head yes and I said, That is amazing. I looked at it closer and said, I need to see it on someone.

I looked at Gwen and decided to test the water just a bit and asked, Gwen will you audition it on for me.

Um, she began awkwardly, but I just walked over and put it on her head.

Wow, that is awesome, I said. Ill take it. I quickly took it back off her so as to not humiliate her too long and tossed it into the full basket. I then noticed a hilarious named anal toy the Rump Shakers Vibrating Butt Plug which was 5 inches long, an inch wide and a crazy inch and a half at the base. I had never had anything that wide in my butt, but maybe someday. Plus it came with a remote control.

I asked, How far can one control the butt plug?

Audrey said, I am not sure, let me check. She read the back of the box and after a minute or so said, It doesnt say. With that, she opened the package and quickly inserted the batteries. She then handed me the plug. I turned it on. Audrey then used the remote to make it vibrate faster. With each speed she moved a few feet back.

Wow, I said, it works from at least 20 feet, that would be handy?

Gwen looked at me and said, How?

Well say you have it in a girls butt and want to get her off, you can do it from across the room.

Gwen sarcastic, for the first time today, said, Well obviously, who wouldnt need such a convenience. But I saw her head spinning as she contemplated all she saw today.

I tossed it in the basket, smiling right at Gwen, and said, Never know when this will come in handy. Audrey, which toy would be best for a girl who is always alone because her husband to be is always on the road?

Is she into kink?

I looked at Gwen, Are you into kink?

God no, Gwen said astonished by the question.

No, I said to Audrey, who chuckled.

Well then the we-vibe-2 is an amazing little toy that can be used by yourself, with a man or with a woman. It goes inside your vagina and the inside part vibrates hopefully hitting your g-spot while the outside vibrates on your clitoris. She handed on to me.

Wow it is small and light, I said amazed for once myself.

Yes, it is and you can have it inside you when you are being pleasured by a mans penis or one of your, pausing for effect, special toys.

Nice, I said. Gwen, your engagement present from me is this. I then tossed the small toy to her.

She caught it and looked at it closely. She turned it on and jumped a bit.

As she played with her toy, I whispered to Audrey, I also need two jelly egg vibrators with remote.

She smiled, seemingly knowing my future purpose for them, as she said, I will add them to your things.

No, I am going to ask for one, but I need you to tell me that actually they are buy one, get one free. Of course, you can charge me for both.

I understand, she said.

I leaned right into her ear, as I slipped her my card, If you ever want to reminisce and relive your younger days with the toys give me a call.

She smiled, her face blushed, as she whispered back, You never know sweetie, I just may take you up on that offer.

I nibbled on her ear briefly and said, I would fuck you like no man ever has. I then moved away before she could respond and asked no longer whispering, Audrey to you have any jelly eggs?

Yes actually, and they are on sale. Buy one, get one free and they come with a remote control similar to the one for your butt plug.

Well Gwen today is your lucky day, besides your little vibe thing there, you get a free jelly egg.

What is a jelly egg?

It is a tiny little vibrating toy, shaped like an egg, that goes inside you and can tease and please you all day long, I explained handing her an egg and taking the vibe from her.

Oh, she said, looking at the small egg.

Thanks Audrey, I think that is all I can afford today.

Audrey smiled and said, Do you need any lube for the toys or anything?

No, no, I replied, Ive got lots of lube.

Audrey then took the basket and went to the till.

We followed and saw Audrey whisper something to her 18 year old employee. The young girl nodded her head in understanding.

I grabbed an anal starters kit for 10 bucks on my way to the till, hopefully something I could use on Gwen someday as well.

The brunette scanned all the items and then Audrey scanned her card and typed in 50%. I looked at her as she said, You are now a gold card client. She handed me a business card with her name on it, Audrey Murphy, and a cell phone number hand written, and continued, You will always get 50% off anything you buy here. Call me anytime you need anything.

Anything? I asked, That is a pretty broad word.

She flirted with me for the first time as she stressed, Anything.

Good to know and thank you very much, that is very sweet of you, I thankfully responded playing on the word sweetheart, she had earlier called me when she had no idea what was about to happen to her.

I grabbed the bag, pulled out Gwens we-vibe, and the medium sized vibrator I had forgot to take out when we picked the other vibe. I kept the extra egg for a later seduction.

I handed them to Gwen, who sheepishly took them. Behind us we heard, Gwen, Julia, how are you?

I turned around to see our principal, Glenda White, with her husband. Gwen frantically pleaded to the teenager, Please put these in a bag for me now.

The teenager obliged and handed Gwen the bag. Glenda looked at my large bag and gave a smirk, but said nothing. We talked about nothing for a couple of minutes and then Gwen and I headed out.

I burst out laughing as soon as we exited the building, What do you think old bag Glenda would be doing in a sex shop?

Gwen just shrugged, still embarrassed from being seen in a sex shop.

Probably buying a strap-on to fuck her husband with. I bet she wears the pants at home, I vulgarly suggested.

Gwen just shook her head, used to my over-the-top commentary.

Can you imagine, our principal wearing a strap-on&hellip,what a hoot, I exclaimed still laughing hard.

We got in the car and headed back home relatively in silence.

As I dropped Gwen off I said, Tell me how it works, I may have to get one of those myself.

Gwen sighed slightly as she said, I doubt I will try it tonight.

I said, with just a bit of a dominant tone, Oh you are using it tonight. I want details. I didnt spend all that money for your new pleasure toy to sit in your nightstand.

Um, she hesitated.

No ums Gwen, I said confidently, Promise me you will use it tonight.

Fine, she said, giving in like I thought she would, Ill use it on myself.

Good, I said, I want to know if I should get myself one, now that I have a fifty percent discount.

Gwen shook her head, How do you always get so lucky?

I smiled, You can get lucky like that too. Gwen, you just have to know how to talk the talk, flirt the flirt and flaunt the flaunt.

Gwen began to get out of the car as I finished, Tomorrow night, I am picking you up and we are going to Le Chateau Club.

Gwen looked startled as she said, The lesbian club?

Yep, I said matter-of-factly.

I cant go there, she began.

I have gone with you on double dates with complete losers, the least you can do is go with me once to my favourite club.

Fine, she said, which meant it wasnt fine, but she would do it.

What should I wear?

That red dress you wore at the Christmas party would work, I answered as I blew her a kiss and got out of there before she had a chance to change her mind.

CHAPTER 4: AN INTERLUDE-SOME QUICK MILF DOMINATION

I got home and although I was slightly tired, my hormones controlled me. I grabbed the card of the sexy MILF saleslady Audrey and texted her.

January 31 7:03PM
From: Julia
Hi Audrey,
What time do you get off?

January 31 7:05PM
From: Audrey
9:30 give or take.

January 31 7:09PM
From: Julia
I expect you to be at my condo at 10:00.

January 31 7:11PM
From: Audrey
My husband expects me home.

January 31 7:19PM
From: Julia
This is a one time offer. If you are not interested I understand. If you are interested, I expect you here at exactly 10PM.

January 31 7:23PM
From: Audrey
I will be there. What is your address?

January 31 7:27PM
From: Julia
Good choice. I look forward to fucking you. Call me when you are leaving.

January 31 7:31PM
From: Audrey
OK.

I then went and took a nap. I was woken up at 9:27 as the phone rang. I grabbed it and answered, Hello.

The British MILF Audrey was on the line. She said she was done a bit early. I gave her my address and she said she should be about 20 minutes.

I changed into something a little more domineering. Black stockings and a garter, 5 inch fuck me heels, a black thong, and a lace bra. All this deliciousness was wrapped inside my silk red robe.

Audrey arrived early and I let her in. She was in the same outfit she wore at work, but she brought a bag in with her.

She handed me the bag and said A couple special gifts for you sweetheart.

I opened the bag and saw a we-vibe and the blue feeldoe slim dildo that I didnt get because it was so expensive. Why thank you Audrey, that is very nice of you.

Youre welcome, she said, shyly.

So what did you tell your husband?

I told him that our inventory was not adding up and I may be an hour or two late and not to wait up for me.

I see. So are you ready to get fucked?

Yes, she whispered.

Get undressed, I demanded. She slowly slid out of her skirt, tights, blouse and bra. When was the last time you were with a woman?

In College, that would have been 1982.

Your room mate? I queried.

No, my boyfriends sister, she responded.

Nice, I said, Very nice. Come undress me, I commanded as I dropped my robe to the floor.

Her mouth dropped open a bit as she looked at my near perfect body. She walked over and took off my heels and my skirt. She then slowly pulled down my thong. I grabbed the bag and led her to the bedroom and laid down on my bed. I simply said, Lets see if you remember how to please a woman.

She crawled onto the bed and between my legs. I opened a little wider as she began licking on my pussy lips. She was so tender and focused. She licked, nibbled, and teased. This luxuriously slow paced pleasing went on for minutes. When she had me near the brink she slid a finger inside my eager hole. A couple of minutes of slow fingering and concentrated licking and my legs stiffened, squeezing her head between them as an orgasm quaked my whole body. I collapsed on the bed, sweat pouring from my body.

I then went to the bag and grabbed the feeldoe toy. I placed the one piece inside my still very wet pussy and pushed her onto the bed. I said, That was very good Audrey. You will make a good little pussy pleaser when I need to get off.

She looked at me, but said nothing other than giving a slight smile. I went between the older womans legs and lapped at her soaking wet cunt. After a couple minutes of licking her moaning began.

I then moved up and kissed her hard as my plastic cock slid easily inside her.

Any restraint or shyness she had earlier faded as, without instruction, she started gyrating on my cock. Also, I learned surprisingly, she had a foul mouth. Oh yes, fuck me hard, pound my cunt, harder, please dont stop.

You like that slut, being fucked by someone half your age?

Yes, yes, I love it, fuck it feels so fucking good.

I kept pumping and her first orgasm scream filled the room as she moaned, Oh fuck, Im cumming, keep fucking me.

After her orgasm, I said, Get on your knees.

I reached for some lube and lubed my cock. I asked, Ever had a cock in your ass my little MILF?

She moaned, as the toy teased her anal crown, Yes, my husband regularly fucks my arse.

Arse, I said with a chuckle, I love that, it sounds so much dirtier than ass. How big is your hubby?

Five inches or so, she answered.

How disappointing, think you can handle this?

Im your whore tonight. Do with me as you please, she said.

I grabbed her hips and started pushing the toy into her ass. Her moans began instantly and she started pushing back onto the cock. Soon almost the whole cock was buried in her ass and she got really animated, Oh yes, fuck my arse, hammer me. Make me your whore. Harder. Put it all the way in. I obliged, shoving the last inch inside her MILF ass. She screamed again, her left hand rubbing her clit, Oh my God, yes, yes, fuck it feels so good, dont stop.

I kept pumping her arse, faster and faster, as she shook with a second orgasm. As she collapsed on the bed, I leaned forward and collapsed on top of her, the toy still completely inside her ass. I kissed her back, keeping full pressure on her ass. Then, without warning, I began thrusting again, the toy inside me keeping me near orgasm, but not getting me off.

Oh my God, Audrey screamed as another orgasm overwhelmed her, It feels so good, I have never been fucked so completely. Yes, yes, fuckkkkkk.

I then pulled out, pulled the toy out of me and said, Grab a strap-on and fuck me now.

She expertly put on my brand new never used eight inch cock and said, Put the we-vibe in you first.

I did and was surprised at the gentle, yet teasingly, hot tremors that began to pulse through my body.

She then said, Straddle me sweetheart.

I did just that and quickly the long cock disappeared inside my tight body. I bounced up and down on the long cock as the we-vibe vibrated on my clit and g-spot. I orgasmed way quicker than I usually did as I moaned, Fuck yes, Im cumming. The vibrating sensation kept me horny and I continued to bounce on the cock. I was close again when my knee went numb. I lay on my back and said, Fuck me MILF.

She leaned in and began kissing me hard as the long cock began fucking me. She pounded me hard, leaning forward so the cock continually put pressure on the we-vibe and my clit. A third and fourth orgasm thrilled my body as I was pleased better than I ever had been before.

Exhausted, I lay there and said, You are a very good MILF lesbian.

She smiled, moved on her side facing me, and said, Thank you.

I plan to fuck you again, I said casually, looking her directly in the eye.

I hope so, she purred.

I plan to fuck you in the same bed your husband does, I exclaimed upping the stakes.

I see, she said, You like power dont you?

I shrugged, Not always. I am tri-polar sex wise.

What does that mean?

Well, I began, One the one hand I love to dominate a woman, particularly someone like you or someone who thinks they are dominant, on the other hand, I sometimes like to just be dominated, yet, other times, I want a long, slow, love session.

Well I would be tri-polar sex wise too then. I love to be dominated by my husband, I love to be made love to by my husband, it really just depends on my mood, and apparently, I love to be fucked by you.

I kissed her gently and then said, I have never came like that before. That we-vibe is fucking amazing.

She smiled, I know, we sell a ton of them.

I kissed her and then said, You know your British accent fucking turns me on.

Your fucking body turns me on, she replied.

I looked at the clock, it was 11:15. Shouldnt you be getting home?

Do you want to get rid of me already?

Well your husband must be wondering where you are.

He might be, she said, But I need one more taste before I go.

I smiled and we got into a comfortable 69 and lapped at each others pussies for another half hour until we both had one more gentle orgasm.

As she dressed I said, You will be on call for when I need a quick fuck?

She smiled and said, You got my number, but my fucks are never quick.

I chuckled, I guess you proved that tonight didnt you. I kissed her one last time and she left.

After she left, I had a quick shower and decided to get a good sleep as tomorrow was going to be a real fun and full day.

CHAPTER 5: LE CHATEAU CLUB (A Lesbian Bar)

I slept in past lunch, before slowly getting up for the day. I read the newspaper, called my mom, and finished the new Steve Martin novel An Object of Beauty, which by the way is a riveting novel about the art world in America in the 1990s.

Around three, I called Gwen. Hi Darling, I cheerfully opened with.

Hi, she responded, reluctance lingering in her tone.

So, do you want to go out for supper and an early movie before heading to the club?

Sure, she said, after a slight pause, Do we really have to go to Le Chateau though?

Yes, I said adamantly, You have never been there and I think you should see and learn a bit of my lifestyle. I am a lesbian now and I dont see that changing.

Sorry, she immediately said, I didnt realize it was so important to you. Of course, we will go. But, I get to pick the movie.

Fine, I said, feigning disappointment, I was so hoping we would go and see Harry Potter part whatever it is.

Funny, she laughed and said, I was thinking that action movie with Angelina Jolie.

OK, shes hot, Id do her, I said continually pushing the envelope just a tad.

She is hot, I might too, she surprised me back.

I laughed and said, Ill pick you up at five.

I then went and decided what to wear for tonight. It took forever as I wanted to look powerful, seductive and sexy. I finally decided on the stockings I had bought at the shop from Emma, a black dress that was sexy but classy, stopping just below the knee, but sexy enough to showcase my all my curves, matching black leather boots with a flashy three inch heel that went just below the knee. The dress, backless, did not allow for a bra, but I did have on a black thong.

I grabbed both the little eggs and a small vibe and dropped it in my purse, just in case. I did my make-up, and checked myself in the mirror, I looked pretty darn hot and headed over to pick up Gwen.

I arrived early and knocked on her door. Scruffy, her adorable little poodle, yapped at the door until Gwen opened it. She clearly did not want to look underdressed, as instead of the conservative, slightly sexy red dress I had suggested, she had on an amazing gold dress, a gown really, with matching four inch heels and beige pantyhose or stockings. Her hair was up and she had never looked this delicious. It really took all my will power not to just rape her right then. Instead I decided to flirt with her, Wow, you look good enough to eat?

Julia, she said all giddy, she had been drinking already, I concluded.

No seriously, I said, If you were not getting married in a couple of months, I would be all over you.

She blushed and I waited for what seemed like an eternity for her to respond, when she didnt, I finished, But you are, so I guess I will have to devour someone else tonight. I looked at my watch and declared, We should get going, we dont want to be late at McGinys or they just give away your table.

We headed out and as I drove I noticed that her nails were done, something she seldom did. The rose red shined in contrast to the gold. I see you did your nails gorgeous, what is the occasion?

She looked at me and said with a surprisingly confident tone, I figured if I was going to an upscale club, regardless of its clientele, I had to look upscale. She paused before blurting out Plus, I want to know if I am lesbian hot.

Lesbian hot? I asked stunned.

Yes, I know I am relatively attractive for the boys, but I have no idea if I can make a woman all excited.

Are you going dyke on me? I asked.

Oh no, she said, I would never cheat on Rob, but flirting is still fair game.

I purred, And dont you worry, you are definitely lesbian hot.

She blushed as we arrived at the five star restaurant and I said, Indeed, flirting is allowed, but be careful, some of the women at this club are very aggressive.

As we got out of the car she said, Oh, I can take care of myself.

I smiled to myself, thinking seducing her may be easier than I thought, but said, Oh I know you can, but thinking that I was not so sure she could.

We went in to the restaurant and had a great meal as we talked about the wedding, which of course I hoped never would occur, but I played along like a maid of honour should. I asked questions, we discussed who to invite, blah, blah, blah. The whole time I just kept thinking how badly I wanted to make love to her, to declare my love for her.

As we ate I said, finally changing the depressing topic, So you know the waiter has been checking you out all night.

I thought he was giving my chest area a little more attention, she responded somewhat confidently.

Want to freak him out completely? I asked.

How? she inquired.

Pretend to be a lesbian, I devilishly put forward.

How would I do that? she asked considering the idea.

At that moment the waiter came to the table and asked, So how is everything tonight? His eyes, moved slightly lower to check out Gwens cleavage.

Oh good, I said, The food is excellent.

Gwen, now suddenly shy, said, Yes, it is very delicious.

I got up then and decided to take a small risk and moved to Gwen and leaned in and gave her a three second tender kiss. I then stood back up and said, I am going to the ladies room lover, be right back.

The look on both Gwens and the waiters eyes was one of complete shock. Gwens look was one of bewildered surprise, while the waiters was more of a wow, did I just see what I thought I saw look.

When I returned, Gwen was on a second glass of wine. I sat down and said, Sorry if that was awkward, but the look on his face was way worth it, dont you think?

Gwen responded too quickly, Oh yeah, that was hilarious. I could tell that she was still trying to process what had occurred. But in my mind it was clear, she enjoyed it.

Our waiter checked back on us every couple of minutes, each time lingering a couple seconds longer than necessary.

When he gave us the bill I saw that his phone number was on it. I smirked. I looked at the waiter and said, Neither of us swing that way, but do you like to watch?

The guy, who probably seemed confident when he put his number down, now was way out of his league. He babbled, Um, yeah, I.

Gwen, surprising me, stood up, moved towards him, and whispered just loud enough for him and me to hear, Ever seen two women fuck?

I coughed, almost choking on the mint I had just popped in my mouth, but I recovered quickly as I added, Maybe we could add a real cock, honey?

Gwen playing along said, Yeah, think you could handle us both?

The guy was as red as an apple and he barely was able to answer, Yeah, I, could.

Finally I broke the awkward situation by saying, Well, we got your number. I kissed his cheek and Gwen and I left laughing so hard tears came down her face.

As we drove to the movie I said, You know, you played lesbian pretty well, girlfriend.

She retorted, Well I have watched you seduce quite a few women the last couple years.

Are you calling me a slut? I asked acting all sarcastically insulted.

No, no, she said all apologetic, not catching my sarcasm, Its just watching your seductions has always been rather entertaining.

Really? I asked, I thought that repulsed you. I have often been tamer than I usually am.

I am not repulsed by it. I accept you for who you are and if you are interested in women, then so be it. Actually, she continued, watching you play the seduction game with girls has been fun to watch and kind of hot.

I decided not to pursue this now as we didnt have enough time to discuss this the way I wanted to. So I said with a purr, as the movie theatre came into view, Well, I will try to really entertain you tonight.

Gwen did not respond and I could not read her face. Either she was jealous of my relations with other women or she was just a supportive friend. Which was it? Or maybe it was both. I decided right then as I parked the car that tonight I would try to make her jealous. Try to get her to play all her cards. If I played mine correctly, I may be able to play her bluff. But first I had to raise the stakes.

At the movie we split up as I got the tickets and she got the popcorn. It was our usual routine, almost like an old married couple I reflected.

By the time we got to our seats the previews, all seven of them (why are there so many fucking previews), were under way. We watched the movie in silence, sharing popcorn and Swedish berries. I made sure to time my popcorn reaches for when she did, so we would often brush hands, both of us lingering in the popcorn container longer than we ever had as I pretended to reach for popcorn. I really felt like a teenager in high school when a boy would take me to a movie and he would make slight moves to see how far he could get. I wanted to push it further, but I didnt.

The movie ended, it was like all Angelina Jolie movies, not bad, but not as good as it could have been. The movie was longer than expected and we headed to the club at 9:35, already five minutes late. We drove talking about the movie and its relative lameness as we headed to the club and I embarked on the next step of the seduction plan.

By the time we arrived at the club I was worried about a couple of things and I never worried. I was usually confident and sure of myself, but this uncertainty of how Gwen felt for me was overwhelming me with self doubt, I certainly didnt want to harm our friendship. My first worry was how Gwen would react to the club and its surroundings, although I felt she would be fine, my second worry was would Emma still be there when I was already twenty-five minutes late? That said, I would eventually learn that both worries were nothing more than that.

As we got to the club entrance I saw Emma, waiting, in a classic red dress, with black nylons, and matching red three inch pumps. As soon as she saw me she smiled, but when she saw Gwen the smile disappeared. I said, So sorry Im late, the movie was longer than we thought it would be and traffic was brutal.

She put on her fake smile and said, No worries. I was late myself.

I ignored that, I didnt like disobedience, (I told her 9:30) but she was in an awkward situation. She clearly usually was the seductress and not the prey. She was trying to play the game, but truthfully she did not know how to play it from this perspective.

As we entered, not carded of course, I asked the security guard, What time did my young slut in the red arrive?

He answered with a sly smile, About 9:15.

Thanks stud, I said and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

I smiled to myself, she had not disobeyed, and actually she was eagerly early.

We walked into the heart of the club and found the last unoccupied table. We sat down and ordered our drinks. It was still a bit early, the place usually didnt get crazy until11, but some action was already under way. I said nothing as both the young dyke and my hopefully future dyke became immersed in the sexuality of the scene. The dance floor was only about a third full, but entertainment was still available. While most of the women were dancing as though it was any other club, a couple of couples were not. Two women were kissing passionately, each with the others ass in their hands, while in the corner, a woman, at least 40, had her dressed raised and a girl, probably in her mid-twenties, had her hand under the dress and was clearly fingering her.

When Gwen saw this she had a look of complete surprise, yet she did not look away. Emma was looking everywhere trying to take it all in.

I said to Gwen, It is rude to stare.

Gwen looked away and to me and said, I just cant believe anyone would do something so intimate in such a public place.

I smiled and said, Oh that is nothing. In here everything goes. See over there, the woman in the gold cocktail dress. That is Megan, she is a friend of mine. Look closer, can you see the shoes from under the table? (Authors note: If you want to learn more about Megan and her seduction of her 18 year old babysitter read my Bedding the Babysitter series…the last half of part 2 occurs at the exact same time as this chapter.)

Gwen did and it took her a while to process what was clearly occurring. Is she?

Emma answered for me as she said, She is being serviced, isnt she?

Yes, she is. And you see that younger girl who just returned to the table?

Yes, Emma said.

This is her first time here.

How do you know, Emma inquired.

Look at her. She is constantly looking around, but not making eye contact. She keeps fidgeting with her hands. Her face clearly displays both nervousness and insecurity. I bet she has only come out in the past month, maybe even the past week. Actually knowing Megan, that young ripe girl just lost her lesbian cherry last night.

Wow, said Emma star struck.

All three of us watched as two other girls joined Megan at the table and then saw the girl crawl back up from underneath. After a minute or two, a second girl crawled under the table. Finally, Gwen shot her second drink since getting here as she said, Really?

I turned to her and said, Everyone feels safe here. You can let out any sexual inhibitions and what happens at the club, stays at the club. For example, watching all this has made me pretty horny and I have a cute little dyke craving my pussy dont I?

Gwen briefly thinking I was referring to her began to protest, weakly I may add, I, um, am getting married.

But she caught on when I said, Emma, on your knees.

Emma looked at Gwen, smiled and said, If she wont please you, I will. She got on her knees and crawled under the table. I opened my legs, making sure my knee touched Gwens. I felt my thong move slightly and then a tongue began lightly lapping my already very wet pussy.

As Emma tenderly licked my cunt, I explained to Gwen, who was well on her way to being drunk, Gwen, I love the power of submission. For example, the little dyke under the table right now, is not someone I will love, but she is someone to have fun with. If I told her to, she would lick your cunt after she got me off. She will do everything I say tonight. I paused and moaned when Emma slid a finger inside me, before continuing, I looked Gwen right in the eye, hinting at my true feelings, and said, That said, I want to fall in love. Unconditional, honest, heart-stopping love. I want to share everything I am with the one I love.

Gwen responded sincerely, Oh honey, you will find that love. Her hand rested on my leg.

I looked her straight in the eye and responded, I already found it, she just doesnt know it yet.

Gwen contemplated this, I think unaware at my implication, and said, Well you have to tell her, show her, love is worth the risk.

I reflected on this said, You think so?

I know so, she said, No one would resist your charm.

You did? I teased, my moaning getting louder, Hmmm, yes, Im cumming, dont stop slut. I squeezed my legs around my little dykes head as my orgasm sent shivers throughout my whole body.

As Emma returned to the table, I realized this was a perfect chance to seduce Gwen. I may never get a better chance, but she was drunk and I wanted our love, if it was to happen, to be built on a stronger platform. So I changed the subject as I said to Emma, You are a damn fine pussy pleaser.

She blushed slightly and said, I aim to please.

Showing my dominance to Gwen, who seemed annoyed that Emma now had my attention, I asked, So Emma, if I asked you to crawl back under this table and please Gwen here, would you?

Of course, she said obviously, I would turn this straight girl into a dyke overnight.

I laughed, Gwen blushed and looked around, avoiding eye contact of either of us.

I asked, Gwen, do you need to get off?

Gwen shook her head no, still not looking at us.

Emma shrugged, Her loss.

I then said, Indeed it is. So Emma, you are free to go mingle.

Gwen and I sat in silence as Emma disappeared into the growing crowd until Daphne Green, the governor of our state, and her daughter sat down with us.

The purple haired daughter said, Hi coach.

I responded, Hi Brittany. How are you doing?

Much better now that I know you are a dyke, she said aggressively.

I teased, And why exactly does that make today so much better for you?

Because I have wanted to fuck you forever, she said.

I see, I responded not really surprised, Well we will see how tonight plays out. But first, introductions are in order. Gwen was speechless as she tried to comprehend seeing such a powerful person at such a club. I said, Gwen, this is Daphne and her daughter Brittany. You probably know that Daphne here is our governor, while her rather blunt daughter is one of my volleyball players on the college team I coach.

The governor said, Nice to meet you Gwen.

Gwen managed to respond barely, Nice to meet you to governor.

The governor quickly corrected her, Oh no, here I am not the governor, I am just another woman, just like you.

I corrected her, Not like us Daphne, Gwen is not on our team.

Oh, that is a shame. Gwen looks like she would make a very good little submissive. Gwen blushed as the governor put her hand on Gwens leg and added, Wouldnt you?

Um, I, Gwen stuttered.

The governor laughed and said, I am just kidding. All kinds are welcome here. She then turned to me, her hand still on Gwens leg, and asked, So who is the fresh meat you brought?

Emma, I responded, She is a tricky one. I think she is use to being the master, but has adapted pretty well to being the slave.

I see, Daphne responded, reflecting on what I had just said.

Brittany had moved to right beside me, So coach, I am not leaving here without fucking you.

What do you propose, I asked coyly.

We have a private room, she answered, Bring your friend, she can watch.

Daphne said, Brittany behave yourself, if Julia wants to go upstairs later she will, so back to Emma, do you own her or is she free to play?

Gwens eyes went big as Daphne asked the possession question.

I laughed, Oh goodness no, she is just someone I thought I could toy with for a while, why, do you want her?

Well, I have my eye on her and that young girl Megan has tonight.

Yes, she is a cutie. Way more innocent than Emma I am guessing.

The two together would make a good threesome for me tonight, Daphne said rather casually, as if she did this every weekend, which she did.

Emma returned to the table at this moment and said slightly taken aback by seeing the governor, Hi Mrs. Greene.

The governor smiled and said, It is Daphne, hi Emma.

Emma looked surprised she knew her name and said to me, This place is amazing. Over in the other corner is Mrs. Wilson, my old grade 12 teacher and someone said Candice Carter is here, although I cant find her.

I smiled and said, She is probably with Big Rosie, she always sees Big Rosie when she is here.

Emma queried, Who is Big Rosie?

She is a permanent staple to the club. She has her own stall in the bathroom. She is a very large black woman who has truthfully the best tasting pussy I have ever had. There is often a line in the bathroom of girls waiting to kneel down and please her.(Authors Note 2: If you want to read more about Big Rosie, read the last half of Bedding the Babysitter 2)

Fuck no, Emma said not believing.

Fuck yes, I sarcastically responded.

This I got to see, she said and began to leave.

The governor said with some authority, Emma, come back here.

Emma quickly spun around, realizing what the governor wanted, and said, Yes. What can I do for you governor.

The governor looked her in the eye and said, For the rest of the night you will call me mistress. You are coming home with me.

Emma looked at me and I gave her a nod of approval. Emma submissively responded, Yes mistress.

The governor then said, I will be leaving in half an hour. Be by the door at exactly 11:30. Until then go have fun. If you want to go and dominate your old teacher till then go do so. She is quite submissive. If she gives you any attitude or reluctance tell her the governor sent you. She will behave. The governor opened her purse and handed her a slim anal stick. Here, she likes it in the ass.

Emma took the toy and said, Thanks mistress, I am so going to dominate that slut. She then looked at me and said, Thanks for bringing me here Julia.

I smiled and said, No problem darling.

The governor stood up and said, Brittany, come with me. You can continue your seduction of Julia later.

Brittany sighed, leaned into my ear and said, Do not leave. You are mine. She then bit my ear slightly roughly before getting up to follow her mother.

Gwen, who had remained silent this whole time, said, That was surreal.

Wasnt it? I agreed.

That girl was so aggressive, Gwen commented.

Yeah, it made me wet, I agreed. I never knew she was a lesbian. The governor has never brought her here before.

And is that Big Rosie thing true?

Very, I confirmed, If we go in the bathroom right now, I bet there will be a line in there not to go pee, but to please.

I just cant fathom, someone waiting in line to do that.

I have, I said.

Really?

Oh yeah, just talking about it makes me want to do again. Her pussy is so delicious, plus the dirty submission gets me off.

I cant imagine.

Really? I ask, I am guessing that when you and Rob are in bed, he is the one in control. Isnt he?

Gwen looked down and after a long, long pause said, I suppose.

Girlfriend, you can tell me, I said supportively, After all, you know everything about me now.

Gwen paused and then said, Yes, Rob is the aggressor in the bedroom.

Do you obey him? I questioned.

Yes, I suppose I do.

And it gets you off being submissive to him?

Yes, she blushed.

So you and I are not much different then. Only I like to be in charge usually. I like to make a woman go places she only dreamed about. I like to get them to take risks that are extreme. With such submission, comes complete pleasure.

Gwen was hypnotized by my words. I knew I could take her now, but I wanted to wait, they say all good things come to those who wait. Plus I didnt want to just fuck her,