to it, she knew couldn’t go back. Her past made sense now; her passionless marriage, her years alone with so many pointless dates. With her face happily buried in pussy, she realized, with enormous relief and satisfaction, that she was almost certainly a lesbian.
Their bodi es pressed together and writhed in rhythm; both with their thighs clenched tight around each other’s heads, both with their breasts pressed into soft tummy, and both with eager mouths sucking each other’s clits, they tensed together and came as one.
In their tender moments afterwards, Emma shared her revelation, and Lydia kissed her and pulled her close.
“I’m starting to think the same thing,” Lydia admitted, her eyes misty. “I want this so much…”
Emma could only smile, too overwhelmed with happiness to speak.
They clothed in excited terror, darting out of the house before any of the book club women could spot them or ask where they’d been.
“Jack wants a divorce!” Lydia burst in the front door, ecstatic. “We’ll part on friendly terms - he said he already sensed it, in his heart…”
“That’s great!” Emma replied, hugging her tight. She didn’t mention that she’d gone over there and hypnotized Lydia’s husband, ordering him to be accepting and calm. The neighborhood was well aware of his tendency to get angry and physical… she didn’t feel bad about using the locket, not when it came to Lydia’s happiness.
***
Chapter 5
“The toothpaste is out again,” Ricky, her ten-year-old son came in, rubbing his eyes tiredly. “Aunt Lydia uses it all… how long is she staying?”
Emma smiled. “She lives here now, dear. Here, I’ll get you more toothpaste. ”
Once she’d taken care of Ricky and put him to bed, she returned to her bedroom. In the connected bathroom, Lydia put on her makeup with careful effort. “It’s already ten. Is the babysitter here?”
“Yeah, Bailey’s downstairs studying with her girlfriend,” Emma replied.
“Well this is just a goddamn lesbian house,” Lydia joked, lining her eye. “They aren’t wondering why we’re going out so late?”
“Nope, we’ve got her ‘ til four AM,” Emma explained. “She’s more than happy to just chill here and watch tv.”
Lydia laughed. “College kids …” She looked over sharply. “You don’t think they have sex in the house, do you?”
Emma shook her head. “No, Bailey’s a good kid. But hurry up, this is your night, and you’re burning time!”
She looked at herself in the bedroom mirror, confident that what she was wearing wouldn’t matter - but, still, she wanted to look good. Living with Lydia had been going amazingly well, as had discovering more about her sexuality - and they were taking turns trying out their fantasies. Lydia’s first choice was a quest in itself: she wanted to go out to the bar, just the two of them, and seduce a young girl.
She’d felt a little uncomfortable with the idea of bringing a third person into their relationship, even if just for one night, but Lydia had pointed out that her fantasy had started because of Bailey, the nineteen-year-old that had eaten her out and sparked their first fooling around… and Bailey was still around, babysitting in the house, and Lydia had been okay with that .
With that reasoning, Emma couldn’t help but shrug and admit she had a point… and they were trying out fantasies for each other, so if she wanted to try hers, they’d have to do Lydia’s, too.
So they ’d picked a night, gotten the babysitter, and dressed up in their sexiest outfits. Emma was confident; she knew the locket would help her accomplish pretty much anything she wanted. She wondered whether Lydia was secretly nervous, but her brunette girlfriend just seemed excited.
“Ready!” Lydia announced, showing off her body. Wearing tight jeans and a loose shirt that emphasized her impressive cleavage, she looked her utmost dazzling.
Looking her up and down, Emma felt a surge
Their bodi es pressed together and writhed in rhythm; both with their thighs clenched tight around each other’s heads, both with their breasts pressed into soft tummy, and both with eager mouths sucking each other’s clits, they tensed together and came as one.
In their tender moments afterwards, Emma shared her revelation, and Lydia kissed her and pulled her close.
“I’m starting to think the same thing,” Lydia admitted, her eyes misty. “I want this so much…”
Emma could only smile, too overwhelmed with happiness to speak.
They clothed in excited terror, darting out of the house before any of the book club women could spot them or ask where they’d been.
“Jack wants a divorce!” Lydia burst in the front door, ecstatic. “We’ll part on friendly terms - he said he already sensed it, in his heart…”
“That’s great!” Emma replied, hugging her tight. She didn’t mention that she’d gone over there and hypnotized Lydia’s husband, ordering him to be accepting and calm. The neighborhood was well aware of his tendency to get angry and physical… she didn’t feel bad about using the locket, not when it came to Lydia’s happiness.
***
Chapter 5
“The toothpaste is out again,” Ricky, her ten-year-old son came in, rubbing his eyes tiredly. “Aunt Lydia uses it all… how long is she staying?”
Emma smiled. “She lives here now, dear. Here, I’ll get you more toothpaste. ”
Once she’d taken care of Ricky and put him to bed, she returned to her bedroom. In the connected bathroom, Lydia put on her makeup with careful effort. “It’s already ten. Is the babysitter here?”
“Yeah, Bailey’s downstairs studying with her girlfriend,” Emma replied.
“Well this is just a goddamn lesbian house,” Lydia joked, lining her eye. “They aren’t wondering why we’re going out so late?”
“Nope, we’ve got her ‘ til four AM,” Emma explained. “She’s more than happy to just chill here and watch tv.”
Lydia laughed. “College kids …” She looked over sharply. “You don’t think they have sex in the house, do you?”
Emma shook her head. “No, Bailey’s a good kid. But hurry up, this is your night, and you’re burning time!”
She looked at herself in the bedroom mirror, confident that what she was wearing wouldn’t matter - but, still, she wanted to look good. Living with Lydia had been going amazingly well, as had discovering more about her sexuality - and they were taking turns trying out their fantasies. Lydia’s first choice was a quest in itself: she wanted to go out to the bar, just the two of them, and seduce a young girl.
She’d felt a little uncomfortable with the idea of bringing a third person into their relationship, even if just for one night, but Lydia had pointed out that her fantasy had started because of Bailey, the nineteen-year-old that had eaten her out and sparked their first fooling around… and Bailey was still around, babysitting in the house, and Lydia had been okay with that .
With that reasoning, Emma couldn’t help but shrug and admit she had a point… and they were trying out fantasies for each other, so if she wanted to try hers, they’d have to do Lydia’s, too.
So they ’d picked a night, gotten the babysitter, and dressed up in their sexiest outfits. Emma was confident; she knew the locket would help her accomplish pretty much anything she wanted. She wondered whether Lydia was secretly nervous, but her brunette girlfriend just seemed excited.
“Ready!” Lydia announced, showing off her body. Wearing tight jeans and a loose shirt that emphasized her impressive cleavage, she looked her utmost dazzling.
Looking her up and down, Emma felt a surge
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