1. The Second Wives Club - Part Two


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Sancerre, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    playing a silly game. No, that's not true. My 'dare' made it happen. The story I'd written was gross, it was in-your-face, and I took a risk. They could have despised me for it, but they didn't. Up till now we had been just good friends, sharing a bottle of wine and gossiping about the neighbours. Now we felt aroused but awkward in each other's company, half regretting what we'd owned up to, yet knowing there was more to come. A heavy silence followed. I finally turned to Harriet. 'What you said to Laura... you called her darling. Not just a word, but your true feelings.' 'You said you loved us both,' she answered. 'And you meant it in a sexual way.' I nodded. There was no denying it. 'So now it's out in the open.' 'Somehow it's easier now it's the three of us,' Laura said. 'I'd have felt more awkward if it had been one on one, you know?' Harriet sighed. She took a sip of her wine and stretched her long legs. She was wearing a short pleated skirt, and my eyes lingered on her sun-tanned thighs. She saw my glance and smiled at me. Laura watched us. 'Does any of you have any experience with girls?' she asked. 'I mean... well, you know what I mean.' 'Some kissing and heavy petting at university,' Harriet admitted. 'But other than that, no. I thought it was a phase.' She smiled. 'But it never went away,' I said. 'No, it didn't,' Harriet confirmed. 'Same here,' Laura said. 'And me,' I confessed. Now was the time and the moment. Who would be brave and honest enough to take this ...
    one step further? Harriet's gaze wandered from me to Laura, and back. Then, without looking at one of us specifically, she said: 'I long to see your boobs.' I heard Laura's sharp intake of breath. 'Are we really going to do this?' she whispered. 'Yes, we are,' said Harriet. 'Bedroom?' I offered. 'Yes,' answered the two women simultaneously. When I led them to the stairs, Laura wrapped her arms around me. I turned towards her and felt her lips on mine. We kissed for the first time, a real kiss. I felt comfortable with her. Then I watched her kiss Harriet, my excitement mounting, before Harriet and I sealed this triangle with our first lesbian kiss. Three women in their thirties, ready to take the plunge. Fiction? No. My Lush-story had been fiction. This was real life, happening to us. We climbed the stairs to my bedroom at the back of the house, giggling with nervous anticipation. Harriet, who was behind me on the stairs, laid a tentative hand on my jeans-clad bottom, sending shivers down my spine. We reached the bedroom. My housewife's conscience assured me that all was well. Even on a Sunday I had vacuumed the room, cleared away any clothes lying about and made up the large bed. Standing on the threshold I was wondering where this would lead. A girlish experiment, ending in helpless laughter and a few kisses? Somehow I didn't think so. And Laura's next words seemed to confirm that. 'It's such a strange feeling,' she said softly. 'At the end of this day I won't be a virgin ...
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