1. Sister Mary


    Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Female/Female, Lesbian, Male/Female, Author: DDMarshall5285, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    dressed much as she would at work. A grey business jacket, with a matching grey skirt cut just below her knees, white blouse, white panty hose, black low heel pumps and of course her veil. For jewelry she wore just a pin of her Order of Sisters and a gold cross on a thin gold chain around her neck, a plain wedding band and a very expensive but conservative wrist watch. I offered to take her purse, which she gave me and I put it in the hall closet. Everything was set in the small dining area. I had gone all out and had a white table cloth and tapers in my best silver-plate candle sticks. Although the dinner ware and utensils were not expensive I dressed it up with napkins I had folded like swans. We had a nice dinner starting with a mixed greens salad then baked haddock, baked potato and asparagus as the main course, store bought apple pie and ice cream for dessert and a couple of glasses of wine. It turned out pretty well if I do say so myself. At dinner it was mostly shop talk. After dinner we retired to the living room with another glass of wine. We were sitting on the couch and Sister Grace said, “I am so glad we resolved your problem but you did not have to go to all this trouble. I was only doing my job.” “Are you kidding? He was a surgeon and very valuable to the hospital and I am just an administrator in billing. You could have made my job untenable and easily replaced me, but you believed me and looked into the situation. I imagine you made a difficult choice in ...
    letting a talented surgeon go. I am truly sorry about all of the trouble I caused. I knew I should have stuck with girls.” I did not even realize I had said that last statement until Sister Grace said, “Yes that’s always a better choice in my opinion.” I did not attach any hidden meaning to her statement and continued to prattle on about how much I enjoyed my job and appreciated having her as a friend. Sister Grace fanned her face with her hand and asked, “Do you mind if I remove my jacket? It’s a little warm to be wearing this inside.” “No, no of course not. Here, give it to me and I will hang it up.” I was pleased because that was a sign she was not going to run off and I could enjoy her company a little longer. “That’s all right, I will just put it over the back of the couch.” She took off her jacket and laid it neatly over the back of the couch. She was wearing a white short-sleeve blouse that buttoned all the way up to her neck. She undid the top button and then the second and said, “That’s better.” I did not think she was doing anything more than getting comfortable until she leaned forward as she undid the third button and exposed a bit of freckled cleavage. She looked right into my eyes as she took a sip of her wine and toyed with the fourth button and said, “That’s much better.” I certainly knew a come-on when I saw one but I was unsure if I was reading this one right. Sister Grace is an intelligent and attractive 32 year old woman even without make-up, but because of her ...