Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Butterfly Spa

We had met by chance at a professional seminar. Ellen was the only other female in attendance at the seminar entitled "Correctly Analyzing Steel Futures: Evaluating the Impact of Weather on Far East Production". Ho hum. Being the only two females of the 30 or so other attendees we smiled at each other from afar and found ourselves seated next to each other for much of the conference.

Ellen Morneau was her name, and like myself, she worked for a securities investment house, she in NYC, and I, in Boston. She was petite, maybe 5'2", with short neat black hair, and skin pale as alabaster, which set off her startling dark brown eyes in contrast. She dressed well, a white silk blouse under a Jones New York black business suit, nails: perfect. Married for 6 years, she was 32, no children, and living in New Jersey.

We had a delightful two days together and I felt drawn to her, or maybe even stronger than that. I felt destined to be her friend. We had a lot in common, even beyond our similar careers. We found that we both liked to run, and swim, and preferred reading a good book over watching the latest sitcom.

Ellen spoke with fondness of her grandparents cabin on a secluded lake in West Virginia where she would spend her summer months basking in the quietude of sultry summer nights and of memories of sitting on the dock with her foot in the cooling water. I spoke of the quiet cold of the winter nights I spent at my parents ski lodge in Maine as a child. The bitter cold night air would close in around you making the fire in the fireplace the only source of warmth and light.

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Tuesday, November 18, 2008

The Seduction of Kathy

I am a 36-year-old married bisexual woman. I have been attracted to women for as long as I can remember. I would like to tell you about my first real love affair with a woman.

When I was, 15, I had a crush on my girlfriend who was 17. I thought about her and thought about kissing her, constantly. One afternoon I asked her, if she would show me how to kiss so that I would know better how to kiss a boy. She reluctantly agreed.

I put my arms around her and held her close. Our lips touched. It was very exciting for me. My lips parted and I stared to probe her mouth with my tongue. At the same time, I squeezed her butt and my hand started to explore under her dress. She freaked out and left. We never talked about it, again. However I thought about it many times, over the next few years.

I lost my virginity to a boy, when I was 17. It was a little painful and not very fulfilling. I found myself growing more and more interested in women. In fact, every time I pleasured myself I would fantasize about making love with another woman. (And still do.) I lusted after the women in "Cosmo" and other women's magazines. I didn't have the opportunity to act on my desires for many years.

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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Susan and Priscilla

You guys know me from before, my name is Susan and I have a roommate that her name is Carmen, you know that we have had very good times together but I am the star in this story and she doesn't even know this happened, if she knew, she would feel jealous, so don't tell her.

Carmen had left on a business trip and the day before I gave her a super farewell intimate party, we ate pussy like crazy and she couldn't even wake up from bed the next day, that's how tired I got her!!

The very next day Carmen left a beautiful brunette with blue eyes and shapely body knocked on my door. I was naked playing with my vibrator and when I went to the door and saw that beauty I put on a very sexy nightgown, although it was like 2:00pm.

I opened my door and asked her how I could help her and she told me that she was Priscilla, the new neighbor and wanted to introduce herself to all the neighbors. I looked at her from top to bottom and I told her, oh, hi, my name is Susan and I also have a roommate who's on a business trip and her name is Carmen. But you'll meet her later. Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee, I asked. She looked at me and said, no, I guess I woke you up; I don't want to be inconsiderate.

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