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THE WAITRESS
After 27 years at the same restaurant, Lorna knew how to size up a new waitress, how to tell, you know. Eyes mainly, where they looked, if they looked. Never mind the young ones, they wouldn’t be interested anyway. A mature waitress, with experience, coming into a new job. Why ? Not Lorna’s problem. At least with a woman her age, she could tell. Like with Marge.
“Sorry honey, let me squeeze in here”, Lorna would whisper as she rubbed her stomach against Marge’s buttocks, moving sideways behind the cash register, leaving more room than she had to, between herself and the wine rack.
Touching Marge’s shoulder, squeezing her arm, tugging at her apron from behind. Marge was not moving away, not jumping out of her skin, she went with the flow. She smiled and squeezed back. Lorna was pretty sure after about a week of dancing around her.
One night, the owner had gone and it was Marge’s turn to close up. Lorna said she would help her. Marge just smiled.
The two women finished up. They got as far as Marge’s car. It was dark. In the back seat, the two 50 year-old women unzipped, unbuttoned and pulled off only what was necessary. Both had a mouthful of pubic hair to chew on. Lorna didn’t know why they didn’t go to her place or Marge’s. Never happened again. Two weeks later Marge was gone. Lorna still imagines Marge’s scent when she goes to bed.
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CUBA, SI
At home, Alice never went to bars. She was afraid of something, of meeting the wrong woman, of being recognized by someone from work. She had just turned 45 and had given up meeting the “right woman”. She was often horny but too afraid to go cruising although she was not unattractive. She satisfied herself most nights before going to sleep.
One winter, she went to Cuba for a week. She stayed in a large beach resort near Havana. There were lots of pretty Cuban girls working in the restaurants, gift shops and the like but they preyed on the single male tourists. They were looking for husbands.
On the beach, most of the women went topless and Alice gazed at the young hard tits around her. After a few days, she took off her top also. She wasn’t ashamed. Usually sitting in the same area, she noticed a woman her age nearby who seemed to be with an older woman, probably her mother. She always read. So did Alice who wasn’t really a beach person.
One the third day of her stay, the woman walked over to Alice to ask if she could bring her something since she was going to the bar. The woman had a German accent but spoke English well. It was open bar at the resort so Alice asked for a beer and the lady brought it back to her. They exchanged small talk. She was from Germany and the older woman was the lady’s mother.
“The only time I can have some time to myself is after my mother, she goes to sleep”, said the woman who shared the room with her old lady.
“What do you do ?”, asked Alice
“I come down here and sit. There is usually nobody here.”, said the woman, “It usually around 10 PM”.
With these words she left and went back to her book.
Alice thought the lady was very nice and quite attractive. That night Alice walked to the beach at 9:45 PM. She wore a loose bathing dress over her thong. It was dark. The area was fenced in along the beach so nobody could get in from the outside. There were bushes and trees about 20 feet from the water. Alice sat in a chair near some trees. At 10 PM (Germans are precise), the woman walked towards Alice. Alice got up and the German woman took her by the hand and let her into the bushes. Both women lifted their dress and slipped off their thong. The German woman lay on the sand and Alice got on top of her in 69. They licked cunt for what seemed like only a few minutes before both came in the other’s mouth. The lesbians repeated this meeting every night for the entire week.
On their last night together, the German woman mounted Alice and the two cried when they reached their orgasm. Alice still has the woman’s address in Germany. That was 10 years ago but she never went to Germany nor did she go back to Cuba.
But after her trip to Cuba, Alice frequented lesbian bars and rarely left alone.
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A MOTHER’S FRIEND
When she was 4 years-old Serena’s parents divorced and her father went back to Europe. She never saw him again. Helen, Selena’s mother, never remarried. She lived on the other coast and they rarely saw each other but phoned regularly. Helen made fun of Selena who seemed to live the life of a nun in a convent. Selena never mentioned a boyfriend to her mother nor did she ever bring anyone home even when she was a teenager. Selena always said her mother had met the man of her life once, he cheated on her, then she gave up on them. Selena thought her mother did the right thing.
Last year, Selena received a call from her mother saying she was going through Boston with a friend and asked if they could stay over in her apartment a night or two. Selena was happy to oblige and particularly anxious to meet that “friend”.
Selena’s mother was not far from the truth when she accused her of being a recluse. At 30, Selena didn’t date and , aside from a few women friends, she was very much a loner. At the library where she worked, she had befriended a woman her age but the special friendship collapsed after the woman confessed to Selena that she had a love interest somewhere else. Selena had been infatuated with her and swore she would never get into that situation again. She knew she was attracted to women but thought it would pass and that she would be normal again in a few years.
When Helen’s taxi arrived from the airport, Selena was surprised to see that her mother’s friend, Christina, was female. On the other hand, her mother had never said what sex the friend was, and it was very common for older women (her mother was just over 50) to travel together.
Helen had always been out-going and a bit of a show off. She hadn’t changed. She dressed with a skirt that was too short for her age and couldn’t keep her hands to herself when she was around Christina. Her partner was a tall lanky woman with high cheekbones who spoke with a slight accent . She had jet black hair down to her shoulders and looked a few years younger that Helen.
After dinner and sitting out on the third floor balcony for a while, the women decided to turn in. Selena had a small guest room and offered to sleep on the couch so her mother and her friend could have their own room.
“You may live in a convent, but I don’t”, laughed Helen
Helen and Christina got into bed in the small room while Serena got into her bed in the adjacent master bedroom. Selena couldn’t sleep and was very curious about her mother and her friend.
She tiptoed to the door of the guest room and listened. She heard whispering, then laughter, and finally moans and soft protest. Selena had suspected the worst and she was right.
She went back to bed and still couldn’t sleep, her mind filled with the image of her mother having sex with another woman. He pussy was wet and she fought her demons who wanted her to play with herself.
She was just about to go to sleep, when her door was pushed open slowly and the silhouette of a tall woman tip-toed into her room. The woman slipped under the covers and her naked body touched Selena’s.
“Shhhhhhh….”, the woman said
Selena froze up completely as the woman kissed her and kneaded her small breasts. She said something in another language and slid her body on top of Selena’s. Her large breasts brushed against Selena’s small tits. Selena remained speechless and completely unable to react. The woman spread Selena’s thighs with her knees and settled on the young woman so that her hairy mound was on top of Selena’s small and wet pussy. She began to move up and down slowly over Selena’s limp body. It was when she kissed her a second time, that Selena put her arms around the woman’s chest and moved her legs further apart. As the bony woman pushed her cunt against Selena’s, the young woman lifted her knees so that the contact was easier and fuller. The older woman slipped her hands under Selena’s buttock and pulled the two cunts together.
Selena’s moaned as she felt her clit bent by the older woman’s knob. The hip movement gave her pleasure every few seconds. The two women tongue-kissed until both shivered during their orgasm. A few minutes later, the woman tip-toed off to where she had come from.
The next morning, Selena joined Helen and Christina who were already having breakfast. Their flight was later in the morning. They were on their way to Italy to see Christina’s family.
“I wish you could come with us”, said her mother
“If I had known a few months ago, I would have. I have to give advance notice of holidays.”, protested Selena.
“Then next time, I’ll keep you posted. It’s my fault. It would be fun to travel together again”, said her mother, her voice breaking.
“Yes it would, mother”, answered Selena
As the women were waiting for the cab, Helen and Selena embraced. Christina took Selena’s hands to her mouth and kissed them. She also said something in a foreign language. Selena didn’t know what it meant but she had heard it before.
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THE GAME
Most Sunday evenings during the football season, Rick and Sandra came over to Tony and Rachel’s place to watch the game. Of course only Rick and Tony watched the game but Rachel always insisted on coming over also. The two couples in their 40s had known each other for 10 years, ever since Rick and Sandra moved in a block away just after they got married.
“We don’t feel as guilty leaving you alone”, Rick told the women, “It’s a great opportunity for you guys to see each other regularly”.
Rachel always prepared something to nibble on and, of course, there was beer. The large-screen TV was in the basement and the women left the men watch their game and moved upstairs.
Sandra was a real-estate agent, well-dressed and groomed, always going to parties to meet clients and even on cruises. Rick was the stay-at-home type and let his wife travel and do her social stuff while he took care of his tool-lending business and …watched sports.
Rachel, on the other hand, was more the intellectual. She had a few “good” suits for when she went away, otherwise she was happy to be in jeans and t-shirt. She worked for a large publisher screening manuscripts and revising books with their author. She met Tony when he taught high-school English Literature and she married him since there didn’t seem to be a good reason not to. Rachel often went to New York to see the publisher and took trips across the country to meet writers and translators. Tony, like Rick, preferred to stay at home, read and work in the garden when he was not teaching.
As soon as the pre-game show started, Sandra and Rachel officially retreated to the living room but they usually ended up in the guest room.
That evening, as soon as Rachel and Sandra walked in the small bedroom, Sandra turned on her friend.
“What the fuck ?”, she hissed
“Shhhhhhhh….not so loud”, said Rachel, her hands covering her face.
“Why didn’t you answer my e-mails ?”, hissed Sandra once again, “for Christ sake, if you don’t want to do this anymore just tell me”.
“I’m so sorry…”, cried Rachel, “I want to continue to see you but I thought Tony was reading my e-mails and I got scared”, she whimpered.
“Was he ?”, asked Sandra
“No…I don’t think so…at least he doesn’t suspect anything”, answered Rachel calmly
“Oh baby…I missed you”, Sandra said, taking Rachel in her arms.
The two women kissed. Sandra was always careful not to wear lipstick when she came over. Rick never noticed. He never noticed when she DID wear lipstick.
Sandra felt Rachel’s small tits through her plaid shirt, then unbuttoned it to kiss the nipples (Rachel rarely wore a bra). Both women were breathing heavily. Rachel got bold and grabbed both Sandra’s buns as the women danced in the room. Sandra wore a thin summer dress with a very small thong which bunched up in her asscrack as soon as she walked. Rachel felt the blonde’s ass which wasn’t as firm as it was the first time she had done this, but it was exciting her just as much. Tony always made fun of Rachel because she usually wore jeans but always wore a skirt when Sandra and Rick came over.
“You just want to impress the neighbours with your expensive wardrobe”, joked Tony.
“That’s right. Although it’s hard to impress Sandra”, she smiled
Little did Tony know that it was to give access to her cunt and ass to Sandra that Rachel wore a skirt and thong. The two women continued to suck face as they danced around the room, breasts to breasts, Sandra’s crushing Rachel’s tiny tits. They had to time their meetings carefully.
The lesbian couple stopped while Rachel checked her watch.
“I better go down”, she said
“Then you can go down on me”, laughed Sandra, snapping her tongue noisily.
“Shhhhhhhhhh..”, answered Rachel trying to look stern.
It was nearly half-time and the food needed to be replenished. The men usually took a pee break and walked around a bit before sitting down for the last two quarters. At the break, the men found Sandra and Rachel chatting in the kitchen.
“Always yapping”, laughed Rick
“We haven’t seen each other in a week”, said Sandra, “and have lots to talk about”.
“Oh… Rick…let me show you my new grass trimmer”, said Tony
The two men went into the garage for a few minutes and hurried back before the third quarter started.
“Are you guys good ? Do you need anything ?” asked Rachel
“All is well”, anwered Tony, “Thanks honey”.
As the women walked up the stairs to the guest room, Sandra mimicked Tony:
“I need something honey”, as she put her arm around Rachel’s waist and kissed her.
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Ten years ago when they started neighbourly visits, it was Sandra who made an effort to spend some time with Rachel. She would go to book launches. She would take her to see lovely homes when they were empty. They often went for lunch in town. Despite her job and frivolous social life, Sandra was an avid reader and had gone through college at a private girl’s school. She could communicate nearly on Rachel’s level as far as cultural things were considered. Sandra was outgoing and Rachel began to come out of her shell in her presence. Rachel had spent many years at university and had rarely met someone she was more comfortable with than Sandra. As they talked, they found out that each had married because it was convenient not because they loved their husband.
“Better to marry a nice guy than go out with idiots”, Sandra used to say.
Then one day, after a special lunch celebrating Rachel’s 40th anniversary, Sandra drove her home. On the way, she stopped the car in the driveway of an empty house she knew and kissed Rachel on the lips. Rachel kissed her back. The two women began to fondle each other until Sandra grabbed Rachel’s wrists with her hands, asking her to stop. Rachel took out a handkerchief and wiped the lipstick off her face.
“Now what ?”, asked Rachel, sweating and crying.
“Now we go to a house I know is empty and I am the only one with a key”, said Sandra smiling
The women entered the empty home and walked up to the bedroom. Sandra was also sweating (it was a hot summer day) and shivering, while Rachel was blushing and crying. Both women undressed without a word. They tumbled onto the bed in a pile of sweaty female flesh. The sex was good. Both had had lesbian affairs in college and knew what to do. Sandra ended the session on top and rubbed cunts with Rachel until both screamed their orgasm.
“You butch”, chuckled Rachel as they rested naked and side by side
“Dyke”, answered Sandra laughing
“Do you sleep around ?”, asked Rachel
“I did…but if I’m going to be with you, I’ll be yours only”, promised Sandra
“I haven’t fucked a girl in years, but I pledge to sleep only with you”, answered Rachel
The women took a shower in the empty house for sale. In fact, it was rather useless since they jumped on each other as soon as the towels came off. This time the women gave each other a good rim job. They both admitted later that they had been particularly attracted to the other’s ass.
Rachel had also married because it was easier, it reassured her parents on her financial future, and Tony was not a particularly active sexual partner.
They both agreed to have an affair and to keep it secret, at least for the time being.
As the years went by, they travelled together to New York, meeting in hotel rooms, even getting into 3-way with a woman Rachel knew at the publisher’s office. Life was good.
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After the half-time break, the lovers went back to the guest room. Sandra stared at Rachel.
“You want to ?”, asked Sandra, “I’m so fucking horny”.
Rachel didn’t answer but she was obviously nervous, probably because she was home and her husband could walk in at any time. Sandra reached for her thong and slipped it off, putting it in her purse so she wouldn’t forget it (now that would be a mistake !). Sandra leaned against the wall near the window and lifted her dress to her waist, exposing her trimmed blonde carpet. Rachel knelt in front of her and started to lap up her lover’s cunt. After a few minutes, Rachel sat on the carpet, and removed her own thong. She took Sandra by the hand and led her to the bed. Both women got into a 69, lifting their skirt or dress far enough to give their partner easy access to their wet cunt. They went at it with all the pent-up sexual frustration they had accumulated all week. They rolled being careful not to fall off the bed and create a commotion downstairs. Sandra had wanted to shave when they first began to have sex but Rachel liked cunt hair and so did Sandra. Rachel had a mop of black hair which Sandra loved to pull with her lips. Sandra came first spraying her juice all over Rachel’s face. Then Rachel came in a series of small squirts as was her custom. There was some love talk after. But Rachel was nervous and they cleaned up quickly in the bathroom adjacent to the room. They inspected each other for details, spots, or tears. Thongs were put back on. They were respectable again.
“I’m going to New York next week. Want to come ?”, asked Rachel
“Yeah… Count me in”, answered Sandra giving Rachel’s ass a good squeeze.
They came down early which was good. The score was very uneven and the husbands had lost interest in the game.
“There you are. You guys must be dying to go home and cuddle”, said Tony to Rick and Sandra
“Oh that’s ok. I enjoy talking with your wife”, said Sandra smiling
“You’re always welcome in this house”, said Tony, “Isn’t she ?”.
“Yes, dear”, whispered Rachel, “She’s always welcome”.
THE END
THE WAITRESS
After 27 years at the same restaurant, Lorna knew how to size up a new waitress, how to tell, you know. Eyes mainly, where they looked, if they looked. Never mind the young ones, they wouldn’t be interested anyway. A mature waitress, with experience, coming into a new job. Why ? Not Lorna’s problem. At least with a woman her age, she could tell. Like with Marge.
“Sorry honey, let me squeeze in here”, Lorna would whisper as she rubbed her stomach against Marge’s buttocks, moving sideways behind the cash register, leaving more room than she had to, between herself and the wine rack.
Touching Marge’s shoulder, squeezing her arm, tugging at her apron from behind. Marge was not moving away, not jumping out of her skin, she went with the flow. She smiled and squeezed back. Lorna was pretty sure after about a week of dancing around her.
One night, the owner had gone and it was Marge’s turn to close up. Lorna said she would help her. Marge just smiled.
The two women finished up. They got as far as Marge’s car. It was dark. In the back seat, the two 50 year-old women unzipped, unbuttoned and pulled off only what was necessary. Both had a mouthful of pubic hair to chew on. Lorna didn’t know why they didn’t go to her place or Marge’s. Never happened again. Two weeks later Marge was gone. Lorna still imagines Marge’s scent when she goes to bed.
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CUBA, SI
At home, Alice never went to bars. She was afraid of something, of meeting the wrong woman, of being recognized by someone from work. She had just turned 45 and had given up meeting the “right woman”. She was often horny but too afraid to go cruising although she was not unattractive. She satisfied herself most nights before going to sleep.
One winter, she went to Cuba for a week. She stayed in a large beach resort near Havana. There were lots of pretty Cuban girls working in the restaurants, gift shops and the like but they preyed on the single male tourists. They were looking for husbands.
On the beach, most of the women went topless and Alice gazed at the young hard tits around her. After a few days, she took off her top also. She wasn’t ashamed. Usually sitting in the same area, she noticed a woman her age nearby who seemed to be with an older woman, probably her mother. She always read. So did Alice who wasn’t really a beach person.
One the third day of her stay, the woman walked over to Alice to ask if she could bring her something since she was going to the bar. The woman had a German accent but spoke English well. It was open bar at the resort so Alice asked for a beer and the lady brought it back to her. They exchanged small talk. She was from Germany and the older woman was the lady’s mother.
“The only time I can have some time to myself is after my mother, she goes to sleep”, said the woman who shared the room with her old lady.
“What do you do ?”, asked Alice
“I come down here and sit. There is usually nobody here.”, said the woman, “It usually around 10 PM”.
With these words she left and went back to her book.
Alice thought the lady was very nice and quite attractive. That night Alice walked to the beach at 9:45 PM. She wore a loose bathing dress over her thong. It was dark. The area was fenced in along the beach so nobody could get in from the outside. There were bushes and trees about 20 feet from the water. Alice sat in a chair near some trees. At 10 PM (Germans are precise), the woman walked towards Alice. Alice got up and the German woman took her by the hand and let her into the bushes. Both women lifted their dress and slipped off their thong. The German woman lay on the sand and Alice got on top of her in 69. They licked cunt for what seemed like only a few minutes before both came in the other’s mouth. The lesbians repeated this meeting every night for the entire week.
On their last night together, the German woman mounted Alice and the two cried when they reached their orgasm. Alice still has the woman’s address in Germany. That was 10 years ago but she never went to Germany nor did she go back to Cuba.
But after her trip to Cuba, Alice frequented lesbian bars and rarely left alone.
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A MOTHER’S FRIEND
When she was 4 years-old Serena’s parents divorced and her father went back to Europe. She never saw him again. Helen, Selena’s mother, never remarried. She lived on the other coast and they rarely saw each other but phoned regularly. Helen made fun of Selena who seemed to live the life of a nun in a convent. Selena never mentioned a boyfriend to her mother nor did she ever bring anyone home even when she was a teenager. Selena always said her mother had met the man of her life once, he cheated on her, then she gave up on them. Selena thought her mother did the right thing.
Last year, Selena received a call from her mother saying she was going through Boston with a friend and asked if they could stay over in her apartment a night or two. Selena was happy to oblige and particularly anxious to meet that “friend”.
Selena’s mother was not far from the truth when she accused her of being a recluse. At 30, Selena didn’t date and , aside from a few women friends, she was very much a loner. At the library where she worked, she had befriended a woman her age but the special friendship collapsed after the woman confessed to Selena that she had a love interest somewhere else. Selena had been infatuated with her and swore she would never get into that situation again. She knew she was attracted to women but thought it would pass and that she would be normal again in a few years.
When Helen’s taxi arrived from the airport, Selena was surprised to see that her mother’s friend, Christina, was female. On the other hand, her mother had never said what sex the friend was, and it was very common for older women (her mother was just over 50) to travel together.
Helen had always been out-going and a bit of a show off. She hadn’t changed. She dressed with a skirt that was too short for her age and couldn’t keep her hands to herself when she was around Christina. Her partner was a tall lanky woman with high cheekbones who spoke with a slight accent . She had jet black hair down to her shoulders and looked a few years younger that Helen.
After dinner and sitting out on the third floor balcony for a while, the women decided to turn in. Selena had a small guest room and offered to sleep on the couch so her mother and her friend could have their own room.
“You may live in a convent, but I don’t”, laughed Helen
Helen and Christina got into bed in the small room while Serena got into her bed in the adjacent master bedroom. Selena couldn’t sleep and was very curious about her mother and her friend.
She tiptoed to the door of the guest room and listened. She heard whispering, then laughter, and finally moans and soft protest. Selena had suspected the worst and she was right.
She went back to bed and still couldn’t sleep, her mind filled with the image of her mother having sex with another woman. He pussy was wet and she fought her demons who wanted her to play with herself.
She was just about to go to sleep, when her door was pushed open slowly and the silhouette of a tall woman tip-toed into her room. The woman slipped under the covers and her naked body touched Selena’s.
“Shhhhhhh….”, the woman said
Selena froze up completely as the woman kissed her and kneaded her small breasts. She said something in another language and slid her body on top of Selena’s. Her large breasts brushed against Selena’s small tits. Selena remained speechless and completely unable to react. The woman spread Selena’s thighs with her knees and settled on the young woman so that her hairy mound was on top of Selena’s small and wet pussy. She began to move up and down slowly over Selena’s limp body. It was when she kissed her a second time, that Selena put her arms around the woman’s chest and moved her legs further apart. As the bony woman pushed her cunt against Selena’s, the young woman lifted her knees so that the contact was easier and fuller. The older woman slipped her hands under Selena’s buttock and pulled the two cunts together.
Selena’s moaned as she felt her clit bent by the older woman’s knob. The hip movement gave her pleasure every few seconds. The two women tongue-kissed until both shivered during their orgasm. A few minutes later, the woman tip-toed off to where she had come from.
The next morning, Selena joined Helen and Christina who were already having breakfast. Their flight was later in the morning. They were on their way to Italy to see Christina’s family.
“I wish you could come with us”, said her mother
“If I had known a few months ago, I would have. I have to give advance notice of holidays.”, protested Selena.
“Then next time, I’ll keep you posted. It’s my fault. It would be fun to travel together again”, said her mother, her voice breaking.
“Yes it would, mother”, answered Selena
As the women were waiting for the cab, Helen and Selena embraced. Christina took Selena’s hands to her mouth and kissed them. She also said something in a foreign language. Selena didn’t know what it meant but she had heard it before.
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THE GAME
Most Sunday evenings during the football season, Rick and Sandra came over to Tony and Rachel’s place to watch the game. Of course only Rick and Tony watched the game but Rachel always insisted on coming over also. The two couples in their 40s had known each other for 10 years, ever since Rick and Sandra moved in a block away just after they got married.
“We don’t feel as guilty leaving you alone”, Rick told the women, “It’s a great opportunity for you guys to see each other regularly”.
Rachel always prepared something to nibble on and, of course, there was beer. The large-screen TV was in the basement and the women left the men watch their game and moved upstairs.
Sandra was a real-estate agent, well-dressed and groomed, always going to parties to meet clients and even on cruises. Rick was the stay-at-home type and let his wife travel and do her social stuff while he took care of his tool-lending business and …watched sports.
Rachel, on the other hand, was more the intellectual. She had a few “good” suits for when she went away, otherwise she was happy to be in jeans and t-shirt. She worked for a large publisher screening manuscripts and revising books with their author. She met Tony when he taught high-school English Literature and she married him since there didn’t seem to be a good reason not to. Rachel often went to New York to see the publisher and took trips across the country to meet writers and translators. Tony, like Rick, preferred to stay at home, read and work in the garden when he was not teaching.
As soon as the pre-game show started, Sandra and Rachel officially retreated to the living room but they usually ended up in the guest room.
That evening, as soon as Rachel and Sandra walked in the small bedroom, Sandra turned on her friend.
“What the fuck ?”, she hissed
“Shhhhhhhh….not so loud”, said Rachel, her hands covering her face.
“Why didn’t you answer my e-mails ?”, hissed Sandra once again, “for Christ sake, if you don’t want to do this anymore just tell me”.
“I’m so sorry…”, cried Rachel, “I want to continue to see you but I thought Tony was reading my e-mails and I got scared”, she whimpered.
“Was he ?”, asked Sandra
“No…I don’t think so…at least he doesn’t suspect anything”, answered Rachel calmly
“Oh baby…I missed you”, Sandra said, taking Rachel in her arms.
The two women kissed. Sandra was always careful not to wear lipstick when she came over. Rick never noticed. He never noticed when she DID wear lipstick.
Sandra felt Rachel’s small tits through her plaid shirt, then unbuttoned it to kiss the nipples (Rachel rarely wore a bra). Both women were breathing heavily. Rachel got bold and grabbed both Sandra’s buns as the women danced in the room. Sandra wore a thin summer dress with a very small thong which bunched up in her asscrack as soon as she walked. Rachel felt the blonde’s ass which wasn’t as firm as it was the first time she had done this, but it was exciting her just as much. Tony always made fun of Rachel because she usually wore jeans but always wore a skirt when Sandra and Rick came over.
“You just want to impress the neighbours with your expensive wardrobe”, joked Tony.
“That’s right. Although it’s hard to impress Sandra”, she smiled
Little did Tony know that it was to give access to her cunt and ass to Sandra that Rachel wore a skirt and thong. The two women continued to suck face as they danced around the room, breasts to breasts, Sandra’s crushing Rachel’s tiny tits. They had to time their meetings carefully.
The lesbian couple stopped while Rachel checked her watch.
“I better go down”, she said
“Then you can go down on me”, laughed Sandra, snapping her tongue noisily.
“Shhhhhhhhhh..”, answered Rachel trying to look stern.
It was nearly half-time and the food needed to be replenished. The men usually took a pee break and walked around a bit before sitting down for the last two quarters. At the break, the men found Sandra and Rachel chatting in the kitchen.
“Always yapping”, laughed Rick
“We haven’t seen each other in a week”, said Sandra, “and have lots to talk about”.
“Oh… Rick…let me show you my new grass trimmer”, said Tony
The two men went into the garage for a few minutes and hurried back before the third quarter started.
“Are you guys good ? Do you need anything ?” asked Rachel
“All is well”, anwered Tony, “Thanks honey”.
As the women walked up the stairs to the guest room, Sandra mimicked Tony:
“I need something honey”, as she put her arm around Rachel’s waist and kissed her.
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Ten years ago when they started neighbourly visits, it was Sandra who made an effort to spend some time with Rachel. She would go to book launches. She would take her to see lovely homes when they were empty. They often went for lunch in town. Despite her job and frivolous social life, Sandra was an avid reader and had gone through college at a private girl’s school. She could communicate nearly on Rachel’s level as far as cultural things were considered. Sandra was outgoing and Rachel began to come out of her shell in her presence. Rachel had spent many years at university and had rarely met someone she was more comfortable with than Sandra. As they talked, they found out that each had married because it was convenient not because they loved their husband.
“Better to marry a nice guy than go out with idiots”, Sandra used to say.
Then one day, after a special lunch celebrating Rachel’s 40th anniversary, Sandra drove her home. On the way, she stopped the car in the driveway of an empty house she knew and kissed Rachel on the lips. Rachel kissed her back. The two women began to fondle each other until Sandra grabbed Rachel’s wrists with her hands, asking her to stop. Rachel took out a handkerchief and wiped the lipstick off her face.
“Now what ?”, asked Rachel, sweating and crying.
“Now we go to a house I know is empty and I am the only one with a key”, said Sandra smiling
The women entered the empty home and walked up to the bedroom. Sandra was also sweating (it was a hot summer day) and shivering, while Rachel was blushing and crying. Both women undressed without a word. They tumbled onto the bed in a pile of sweaty female flesh. The sex was good. Both had had lesbian affairs in college and knew what to do. Sandra ended the session on top and rubbed cunts with Rachel until both screamed their orgasm.
“You butch”, chuckled Rachel as they rested naked and side by side
“Dyke”, answered Sandra laughing
“Do you sleep around ?”, asked Rachel
“I did…but if I’m going to be with you, I’ll be yours only”, promised Sandra
“I haven’t fucked a girl in years, but I pledge to sleep only with you”, answered Rachel
The women took a shower in the empty house for sale. In fact, it was rather useless since they jumped on each other as soon as the towels came off. This time the women gave each other a good rim job. They both admitted later that they had been particularly attracted to the other’s ass.
Rachel had also married because it was easier, it reassured her parents on her financial future, and Tony was not a particularly active sexual partner.
They both agreed to have an affair and to keep it secret, at least for the time being.
As the years went by, they travelled together to New York, meeting in hotel rooms, even getting into 3-way with a woman Rachel knew at the publisher’s office. Life was good.
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After the half-time break, the lovers went back to the guest room. Sandra stared at Rachel.
“You want to ?”, asked Sandra, “I’m so fucking horny”.
Rachel didn’t answer but she was obviously nervous, probably because she was home and her husband could walk in at any time. Sandra reached for her thong and slipped it off, putting it in her purse so she wouldn’t forget it (now that would be a mistake !). Sandra leaned against the wall near the window and lifted her dress to her waist, exposing her trimmed blonde carpet. Rachel knelt in front of her and started to lap up her lover’s cunt. After a few minutes, Rachel sat on the carpet, and removed her own thong. She took Sandra by the hand and led her to the bed. Both women got into a 69, lifting their skirt or dress far enough to give their partner easy access to their wet cunt. They went at it with all the pent-up sexual frustration they had accumulated all week. They rolled being careful not to fall off the bed and create a commotion downstairs. Sandra had wanted to shave when they first began to have sex but Rachel liked cunt hair and so did Sandra. Rachel had a mop of black hair which Sandra loved to pull with her lips. Sandra came first spraying her juice all over Rachel’s face. Then Rachel came in a series of small squirts as was her custom. There was some love talk after. But Rachel was nervous and they cleaned up quickly in the bathroom adjacent to the room. They inspected each other for details, spots, or tears. Thongs were put back on. They were respectable again.
“I’m going to New York next week. Want to come ?”, asked Rachel
“Yeah… Count me in”, answered Sandra giving Rachel’s ass a good squeeze.
They came down early which was good. The score was very uneven and the husbands had lost interest in the game.
“There you are. You guys must be dying to go home and cuddle”, said Tony to Rick and Sandra
“Oh that’s ok. I enjoy talking with your wife”, said Sandra smiling
“You’re always welcome in this house”, said Tony, “Isn’t she ?”.
“Yes, dear”, whispered Rachel, “She’s always welcome”.
THE END
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