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Prologue:

The following is obviously a continuation of the Lost Creek Wives’ Club (LCWC) series, and as always, I highly recommend reading the prior chapter first as an introduction. And as mentioned before, this is my first fictional erotic story. Everyone depicted in it is purely fictitious, as well as the story line except for yours truly, which I took the liberty to use myself in an imaginary role based on my own experiences and fantasies.

And so you’ll know, there is not much sex in this latest chapter. It’s more of an introduction of things to come in following installments. So please bear with it. Thank you.

As always, comments are welcome as long as they are constructive.

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After our foursome with John and Maureen, our personal sex life got a huge boost and improved exponentially. Something I didn’t think possible as good as I already felt it was. Jim couldn’t seem to get enough of me and we had sex nearly every day when he arrived home from work. It got to the point where I would be waiting for him naked. We also experimented doing things we never have in the past. He even fucked me vaginally from behind with a vibrating dildo embedded in my ass. Same as Maureen once did when she used a strap-on on me. And while he’s always shied away from anything to do with his anus, he let me insert a small vibrating dildo in it as I sucked his cock. Cummed like a fountain in my mouth. We even tried a BDSM with our lovemaking, but minus any sadomasochism as neither of us are into pain during sex.

Maureen couldn’t seem to get enough of me either. We did everything two women possibly could with one another. Maureen couldn’t seem to get enough of me either. We did everything two women possibly could with one another. One thing we found especially gratifying was masturbating as we faced each other. While masturbating is a very personal and something you normally do alone, it proved to be a very bonding experience with Maureen. As we unabashedly masturbated together for the first time, I can’t describe how surreal it was watching each other as we frantically fingered our fuck holes and clits. We both squirted on each other when we brought ourselves to one of the most explosive orgasms either one of us ever had from masturbating.

Between my husband in the evening and Maureen during the day, I probably had more sex in two weeks than I normally do in three months. Albeit some from self-gratification. But I wasn’t complaining. As insatiable as I have been from going through the change, I couldn’t have been happier.

After what became an almost daily mid-day “fuck” session where Maureen and I brought each other to at least a half dozen orgasms collectively, we made our way to the back patio to relax. While enjoying the sweet afterglow of some incredible sex, along with a chilled bottle of Lambrusco, she reminded me the next get-together of our local wives’ club was tomorrow. Something I forgot about with all that was happening.

“I’m glad you remembered Maureen.”

“I might not have either if Carol didn’t stop by for a visit yesterday.”

“That explains why I didn’t hear from you. And here I thought you needed a day of rest.”

“Listen to you. If I remember right, it was just the other day you said between Jim and I, we were wearing you out.”

“I was only being facetious Maureen. I’d never get tired of you. Truth be known, I can’t get enough of you, and you seem to be the same with me. Maybe the newness, or the unique satisfaction I get from Sapphic sex has something to do with it. Or else I’m trying to make up for lost time. Now I’m surprised Carol paid you a visit versus just calling or texting you.”

“Claimed she wanted to talk about some things relative to the discussion we had with her and Louise. Mainly to make sure we were still onboard with inviting the ‘Avon Lady’ to our next social. But after a while it became obvious why she wanted to talk in person as she tried to seduce me again. Did everything except come right out and ask.”

“I don’t know why you just don’t take her up on it. I know you’d like to unless there’s something about her that doesn’t appeal to you.”

“I like her very much, and you don’t need me to tell you what a lovely person she is. And how naturally charming she is. But…”

“But what?”

“I just wouldn’t feel right because of you.”

“When I said the same thing after telling you Louise wanted to get to know me better, you told me I shouldn’t be concerned with it. Just about told me I’d be crazy not to be intimate with her if it’s what she has in mind. So why should it be any different for you?”

“I suppose I was being hypocritical, but when you said you weren’t interested in getting to know Louise better other than personally, I sensed it was because of me. Not wanting you to pass up an opportunity to explore your newly found love for lesbian sex, I bit my tongue and lied. But that was then. Now I can honestly say I wouldn’t mind or sivas escort be hurt if you do. While I’d like to keep you all to myself, I’d be selfish if I did. Speaking of which, Carol did mention you were going to call Louise, but haven’t and asked if I knew why.”

“What did you tell her?”

“You were busy without elaborating and it probably slipped your mind. But why haven’t you called her?

“Every time I start, I come up with a reason not to. I guess I’m afraid of what might happen if the two of us get together. While I hate to admit it, you were right about how I would view other women differently after I explored my bi-sexuality. While I hate to admit it, I am attracted to her, and her with me it seems. Maybe more so in her case, but I’d still like to get to know her better at some point.”

“I thought so. With that being the case, maybe we should approach our little dilemma with Carol and Louise differently.”

“Differently…in what way?”

“We first need to be honest with each other. In spite of not wanting to admit it, if it wasn’t because of how we feel about each other we probably wouldn’t hesitate to have more than a casual relationship with them respectively.”

“You’re probably right, but more so you than me. You seem to forget you’re the one who introduced me to Sapphic sex and I couldn’t be happier.”

“If it wasn’t me, it would have been with someone else eventually as curious as you were about it.”

“Maybe so, but what are you suggesting?”

“When Louise sees you tomorrow, she’s going to ask why you haven’t called her. More importantly, why you two haven’t gotten together like you committed you would. And no doubt, Carol’s going to try her best to seduce me again. I’d be surprised if she doesn’t come right out and proposition me after the way she left yesterday pretty frustrated.”

“And?”

“And since we’re both attracted to them, we shouldn’t let our feelings for each other prevent us from getting intimate with them.”

After thinking about what she said…”As for Carol, it’s pretty obvious what her intentions are. With Louise, I could very well be misconstruing hers. She could just be wanting to get to know me better personally in spite of what I might think. If so, I’m not about to try to seduce her. I’m not sure I would even know how.”

“Give me a break Lacey. You could talk a dog off a meat truck.”

“Very funny Maureen, but it’s not even a good analogy.”

“In all seriousness, I can appreciate you being reluctant, but after seeing how smitten Louise was with you when the four of us met, you can plan on her taking the initiative when the time comes. The only thing you’re going to have to decide is if you want to go all the way with her so you need to give it some serious thought. And don’t dare use me as an excuse not to. What you or I do with Carol and Louise is not going to affect how we feel about each other. I doubt that will ever change. Plus it’s only natural for you to be curious what Sapphic sex would be like with someone else besides me. Now with that settled, and as much as I’d like to spend the rest of the afternoon with you, it’s time for me to head home to give the house a good cleaning for tomorrow. At least the downstairs part.”

After we kissed very lovingly, she left, which left me to get things ready for dinner, and then myself for Jim.

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The next morning before heading out for a local bakery to pick-up a tray of assorted pastries to have with coffee when everyone first arrives for our social, I called Maureen, to see if she needed anything else.

“Yes I do, I forgot the cheese tray to have with wine later. I ordered it when I got home and need you to pick it up for me please.”

“Be glad to, anything else?”

“Yes. How are you dressed?”

“Casual as I usually am for one our get-togethers. Jeans and a blouse. Why?”

“Thought so. Casual’s fine, but more so sexy casual if you would please.”

“But why?”

“Just because. Now don’t disappoint me.” After which she hung up.

While she obviously didn’t want to get into a discussion about why, I assumed she wanted me to look my best for Louise. So back to the bedroom I went to change. I started with my undergarments, which as a rule I’m not fussy about, and many times don’t even match as I’m a fan of plain white cotton panties. I changed my bra and panties for a nice matching set in a sexy sheer lace pattern, which didn’t leave much to the imagination if it was all I wore. Not that I expected anyone to see me in only them, but it did make me feel sexier. I then swapped my jeans and blouse for a belted wrap-around dress with short sleeves in a blue and white floral flutter print. Being a casual summer dress, it was mid-thigh in length and being a wrap-around it had a plunging v-neck neckline, which displayed a fair amount of cleavage. Not excessively so, but enough to entice anyone for a closer look if they were so sivas escort bayan inclined. Last but not least, I changed my slip-on sneakers for a pair of two inch wedge sandals.

Once satisfied with how I was dressed, I spent some extra time on my make-up to achieve a more alluring look before I left for the local bakery and market for the pastries and cheese tray.

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As soon as I entered the bakery, I saw Julie, who owns the boutique where I bought the leopard print bikini I wore at Maureen’s the day we had our foursome. Her shop is in the same strip mall as the bakery so I wasn’t surprised to see her there. But I was surprised how different she looked from the last time I saw her. At first I didn’t realize it was her. Pretty as could be with her beautiful shoulder length auburn hair almost glowing from the sheen it had. Even at a distance her make-up looked as though she applied it with more care than usual, and with the intent to convey a more provocative image. But more importantly, was how she was dressed. Gone were the “baggy” and conservative clothes I usually see her in.

Being the sole proprietor of her small boutique, she was dressed for work, but in a form fitting and stylish pantsuit with a single button jacket that accentuated a nice figure. A warm lime green color with a white silk blouse. With the snug fit of the jacket it was easy to see she was as buxom as I assumed she was, but was never sure because of the loose fitting clothes she always wore. For shoes, she had on a pair of white flats, and although she would have looked better with heels in a pantsuit, it was understandable with her being on her feet all day.

When Julie saw me…”What a surprise. How nice to see you Lacey.” After she gave me a big hug and kiss on the cheek…”It’s so nice to see you outside my shop for a change, and with it being the case, do you have time for coffee? I’d love to chat with you for a bit.”

After checking the clock on the wall and realizing I didn’t have much time to spare…”It’ll have to be quick Julie. I have another errand to run before I have to be somewhere by eleven.” In spite of being short on time, I didn’t want to pass up a chance to talk with her alone since it’s impossible at her shop with her having to deal with a constant flow of customers.

“Same with me as I open at eleven on weekdays, but I’d love to be able to spend a few minutes with you without being interrupted.”

The bakery also serves coffee in the morning and has a few small tables where you can sit. Once we were seated with our coffee…”Before I forget, you were right about the bikini I bought at your place.” Then without going into how I seductively removed my robe to reveal it…”Everyone loved it when they first saw me in it. Well…maybe not the bikini so much as what it didn’t or just barely covered. But either way, you were right and I can’t thank you enough for taking the time to give me your opinion of it.”

She laughed…”It didn’t leave much to the imagination, and knew whoever saw you in it would love it. It looked fabulous on you and I couldn’t be more pleased you were such a big hit. Then again, I can’t imagine you wouldn’t be in any swimsuit.” Once again as she did at her boutique the last time I was there, she put her hand on mine and gave it an affectionate squeeze.

As she did, she leaned towards me slightly and it’s when I first realized between the time we got coffee and sat down, she managed to unbutton another button or two on her blouse. As a result she was displaying a fair amount of cleavage. Something I’ve never even seen a hint of before with her, and I couldn’t help but stare at her creamy breasts for the first time. Made my pussy tingle and I had all I could do not to nuzzle my nose between them.

As discreet as I tried to be, she still noticed me looking. Being caught in the act…”I’m sorry for staring, but I couldn’t help but notice how differently you’re dressed…and how nice you look. Not that you didn’t in the past, but the difference is like night and day and I almost didn’t recognize you when I first walked in.”

“Thank you Lacey, and there’s no reason to apologize. I’d have been disappointed if you didn’t look at my girls. Truth be known, it’s the reason I leaned over like I did. And I hope you like the new me by the way I’m now dressing.”

“Very much so. You look ten years younger and stunning.” Which she did. “But what prompted the new you?”

“You look stunning yourself so early in the morning in your pretty sundress, and I can’t help but notice you’re displaying some cleavage too. But I did get to see quite a bit of you in the bikini, so you could say I’ve seen a lot more of you than you ever have of me. As for the new me, while you have no way of knowing, you had a lot to do with it.”

“Really. In what way?”

“After seeing you in the bikini at the shop, it got me thinking. Here you are the same age as me, and escort sivas nearly the same physically. About the same height, weight and with the same attributes, including us both being somewhat big busted. But you always look more vibrant because of the way you dress, and with your overall appearance. To say you took more care relative to how you look compared to me would have been an understatement. And I’m sure it has a lot to do with how confident you always seem to be about how you look. Even when wearing shorts and a simple top you seem pleased with yourself. Plus you have the attitude of someone years younger, and ooze a tremendous amount of sexuality.”

“I’m not so sure about the sexuality thing at my age, but if so, maybe I should reign it in since it’s not my intent. I’d hate for anyone to get the wrong impression, or idea.”

“Maybe I didn’t explain it right, or used the wrong word. Sensuality might have been better since you could wear a potato sack and I’d still find you to be sensuous.”

After she let her remark sink in as she looked me in the eyes while taking a sip of her coffee…”Now as I was explaining about the new me, after I closed the shop later that day, I spent the next three hours trying different dresses and outfits on in an attempt to emulate you, which owning a women’s boutique proved to be very advantageous. I focused on dressing my age versus someone ten years older, or someone who isn’t proud of their body in spite of it still being decent. By the time I was done, I liked what I saw and have been dressing differently ever since. Plus I’m more meticulous about my appearance as far as my make-up and hair. I even decided to get a professional manicure and pedicure again, something I haven’t done for a while.” And it showed by her beautifully manicured nails in a bright red polish.

“All I can say is you’ve achieved your goal, and then some Julie. And if you don’t mind me saying, even your personality seems different. I never realized you were such a sensuous person yourself.”

“Mostly likely because of how much better I feel about myself again.”

Her using the word “again” piqued my curiosity, but I let it slide…”Even if it wasn’t your intent, the change in attitude is very apparent. Not only from the way you’re dressed, but from how much more comfortable you seem to be with yourself. It’s obvious to me, and I’m sure with everyone else you come in contact with. I think it’s great and couldn’t be happier for you.” I then glanced at the clock on the wall and almost shit when I saw the time…”Damn Julie, I hate to say it, but it’s way past time for me to leave. I wish we had more time to talk, but…”

After she also checked the time…”You’re right. I wish we had more time too since there’s so much more I want to talk to you about.” After she thought for a second…”If you can, would you like to get together on Monday? It’s the one day I’m closed for business and maybe we can meet for another coffee. The Electric Percolator would be nice since it’s a bit cozier. Would around noon be okay?”

I didn’t hesitate for a second…”I’d love to, and I’m already looking forward to it.” And I was since there was so much more I wanted to talk to her about. I knew very little about her personally. Whenever we talk at her shop it always was about the latest customer who insisted on trying something two sizes too small, or the newest trend in women’s clothing. Never anything personal. I didn’t even know if she was married, which I just assumed she was in spite of her not wearing a wedding band. But not knowing for sure is why I didn’t ask what her husband thought about the “new” her.

Soon as we were outside, and while facing each other saying our goodbyes, she unexpectedly put one hand on my cheek and gave me a very tender kiss on the lips. Not a long kiss, rather brief, but with a lot of meaning the way she pressed her soft lips so firmly against mine. Nearly took my breath away. Then without saying a word, she turned and headed towards her shop at the other end of the mall.

As she was, I stood there and couldn’t help but admire her shapely bum. Unfortunately, she once again caught me in the act of staring at her when she unexpectedly looked back over her shoulder. And when she did, she winked and smiled in a very knowing way.

Just as I began heading towards my car, it dawned on me I completely forgot to get what I went to the bakery for.

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Soon as I had the pastries, and while running my next errand for the cheese tray and then to Maureen’s house, I couldn’t stop thinking about Julie. Not only about how terrific she looked, but how we both seem to be captivated with each other. Once again, Maureen proved to be right with my new found curiosity about other women. Especially Julie, who seemed just as “curious” by the way she kissed me.

I also couldn’t help but think about the unforeseen transition from a once straight heterosexual to someone who now found myself sexually attracted to other women. Like it or not, exploring my bi-sexuality seemed to have unintended consequences.

When I arrived at Maureen’s, there were already a couple cars in the driveway since I was late. One of them appeared to be Carol’s, which meant Louise would be there too.

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