This lesbian matchmaking service that Lynne had gotten me involved in was paying off big time, not only in dollars for me and her but also in sexual partners for me. The latter is much more important than the former because I really do not need the money. Until last night, I only had one "match" who was April. Lynne calls it a "match" to disguise the fact th...
"Gosh Gabi, is this such a good idea?" I think. But it's already too late, my mind is made up and there is nothing left inside of me that can change it or, for that matter, even remotely wants to. I have avoided this close contact for weeks. We're co-workers, so there is nothing good that can come out of it. ....Well, that's a lie, there's PLENTY of good tha...
I was feeling a bit tipsy as I topped off the two glasses and dropped the empty wine bottle in the trash. I had a splitting headache that wasn't responding to aspirin, and I had nothing stronger. "Sandy?" Julie, my best friend, called from the living room, "You put the other bottles in the fridge?" "Yeah, they should be cold by the time we finish these."...
When George, and Susanna's husband, Peter, the local vicar, agreed to Sue and me having a weekend together in London for her birthday, the prospect of being together for a whole weekend was wonderful! I'm not sure of either of them are aware that we are lovers, but if they do, they certainly haven't made an issue of it. Perhaps they think it's better to have...
This is a continuation of an earlier story, "I'm not like that!" I don't know if it would stand alone but I think you will enjoy it more if you read them in order. As usual, intended only for people old enough to read it. If that's not you, or if you're offended by women having sex, go outside and play. Also as usual, thanks to jacuzzigal, without whose ed...
A Hike Lizzy and Cate had their soiree last weekend. They had precious little time to get together beyond passing phone calls and e-mail. They had busy lives, which meant periods of abandonment. Lizzy had gotten back on Friday, and she wanted to see Cate in the worst possible way. Their brief phone call allowed them to plan some "me time". Cate had sugge...
for E. She must be a fixture at the pub because you see her there almost every time you go. She sits at the end of the bar, sometimes with another person, often alone. She seems normal enough: a little shorter than you, maybe a bit older, oval face, waist-length red hair. Her build is hard to tell because she's always wearing a sweater, but there does see...
Kim and Andrea had been dating for almost six weeks. About half of those days Kim woke up and thought of herself as the luckiest girl in the world. The other half, she woke and waited for the shoe to drop. After all, she knew she was not anywhere near Andrea's league, and assumed it was just a matter of time before Andrea came to her senses. When she though...
A bittersweet tale of life's regrets and second chances. * Author's Note I've been searching for a way to branch out a little in my stories. As much as I love the kinky escapades of Natasha and Charlotte, I'm also a fan of the slow-building romance. While I'm at it, I'm trying to get some much needed practice with third-person point of view. This story in...
Chapter 1 and Chapter 2 links are in my profile. ***** Chapter 3 Friday, February 17th, 2012 - Mesa, Arizona The week had been a total blur that I could scarcely remember, I just knew I had worked a lot and tried to be social so my friends wouldn't worry too much. So far they had only seemed to give me the most subtle and fleeting of worried or confused...