This story is the sequel to "Family Affairs in Chelsea". Here we take a look into the lives of Stephanie and Emily a few years after high school. Time changes things and future can lead us anywhere, but how can we escape a past so passionate? Can we really deny our feelings? ***** "Well, I definitely can't..." Stephanie thinks to herself while watching th...
The secretary led me into the office and shut the door behind me. I looked around, my interviewer hadn't arrived yet. I felt anxious and unprepared. If I had known they weren't going to be here on time, I would have had more time to get ready this morning. Instead of ironing my nice black shirt, I had stuffed myself into this way too small blouse. I could ha...
It's been such a long day, and as I walk past the tiny hole-in-the-wall bar I've walked past a hundred times before, something makes me stop and walk inside. It's dim inside, but not dark enough that I can't see an empty stool at the bar, and I gratefully sit down. The bartender glides past and accepts my drink order and glides away again to fill it. 'That...
Molly and I realized we never had sex with only each other since we met despite our sexting. Our moms always wanted to join in and we never refused fearing they would split us. Finding the time to do it was hard since our class schedules were different and our moms had light work hours. One time mom had to work an overnight shift and Molly called saying hers...
My mind had lapsed and the curve came up with a quickness I wasn't quite ready for. Braking hard, I leaned the bike as far as I could, barely keeping it within the double yellow line. A nervous, jaw grinding grin was replaced with a full face "eat my shorts" smile. That asshole will never catch up to me. That thought came to a grinding halt as I watched a Me...
I am Katarina, but everyone calls me Kathy. We Pittsburghers are a pretty traditional bunch, from a neighborhood of tough-guy Polish people. My Dad is a life-long steel workers union member, now forced to retire with a plant closing after 30 years. My Mom can cook, clean and drink beer with the best of them. We grew up in the Catholic Church and with big hol...
It was if the copy was screaming my name after reading my mind. "Are you bored with your life? Are you in a dead end boring job? Are you tired of snow up to your eyeballs? If you are ready for some adventure and sunshine in a warm desert climate, we have job openings for you in the beautiful country of Sarjah. We are rich in oil but poor in people with offi...
It was a warm summer evening. My husband was out of town on a business trip, so I decided to ask my girlfriend, Brandi, over for dinner to commiserate with me, since her boyfriend was also out of town on the same trip with my husband. I fixed us a nice dinner, put my girls to bed, then we sat down to drink some more wine and have some serious girl talk. We...
I was always shy. Even had I not been shy I wouldn't have great opportunity to be promiscuous. I was plain. Neither my breasts nor buttocks protruded immensely, and my stomach wasn't concave or muscular. I had plain hair, not extraordinarily bouncy or shiny. I was plain. I had only had sex once, in high school. It was more of rape than sex, but I never said...
I have always been Bicurious. Always fascinated with my own tits and pussy and other women's. When I was a child I would put my Barbie into ALL KINDS of compromising positions LOL. Fast forward about 20 years. I had been trying to hook up with girls for a while. Yahoo Personals was popular back in the day, as well as Lesbian chat rooms. Women would flirt a...