Lauren and I had become fast friends at work soon after she started in HR. Most of my work unit being male, I found having another woman to chat with over coffee and lunch was a nice break from the routine. If nothing else, we weren't limited to the usual work- or sport-centric discussions that otherwise dominated with my male counterparts; although I suspec...
This story is set in England, so the words used are English not American. It continues after 'Neighbourly Ladies' Chapter 1, and tells of two ladies finding themselves, so please don't read it if you don't like this idea. * When Tom was at home we would sometimes go out for a meal together as a foursome. I was pleased that Tom got on so well with Elizabet...
Sandra had a fear that somehow everyone she knew would learn about her, that she would suddenly find herself alone on a stage with a spotlight on her, the audience consisting of friends, family, acquaintances, all staring at her and whispering about her, even smirking at her, since she knew people who would smirk with contempt if they learned she was a lesbi...
The next morning she went to his home as invited. It was a nice house in an upmarket neighbourhood and it was obvious they were not short of money. The wife let her in and introduced herself as Elizabeth or Liz for short. As they sat in the kitchen drinking coffee, Lennie had the opportunity to look at her properly. She was in her mid thirties and obviously...
I have always loved coming to London. I have always felt a sense of freedom here that I've felt nowhere else. It's kind of a "letting my hair down" feeling. It starts the moment I get off the plane at Heathrow. I can feel my psyche let go of inhibitions and modesty. I notice other women around me more keenly. I watch them move. Some with grace and elegance....
I woke up, and tried to open my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. What was going on? Was it so early that the sun had not come up yet? I tried to move my hand, to rub my eyes, hopefully to get a better view, but I found myself unable to move my hands. Then I realised I was bound ...bound by a soft-feeling fabric. My heart was pounding in my chest, my l...
I looked out of my living room window and saw six college age young men playing football in my neighbors front yard. I am not one for voyeurism however, being home alone for the next several hours gave me a chance to splurge some. I went into my bedroom and changed into some running shorts and a t-shirt. Grabbing some lubricant and my favorite toy I hurried...
Disclaimers: Mine, all mine. Female loving, hating, and all that's in between. I'm sorry for the prolonged delay for this chapter, but I hope it was at least worth the wait. If you liked it, let me know. If you didn't, let me know that too...but gently...I'm a fragile writer ;) *** The next morning, I woke up with a silly grin on my face. I stretched lig...
Up until her final year at uni, Edith had given everyone the impression her emotional system had been cryogenically frozen. She'd never even once been on a date or shown the slightest indication of being drawn toward a fellow human being. Not sexually drawn, anyway. The idea of her ever having a "love problem" was, quite frankly, absurd. But, early into her...
"You ready yet?" Julie yelled from the living room. Her parents thought she was staying with me and my parents, whereas my parents were out of town. Adjusting my black mini dress I came out of the bathroom and saw her waiting for me in a similar red dress. She had no pantyhose or stockings, nonetheless her black garter could be seen whenever she moved. She l...