Hello, my sensuously salacious strangers! Your humble storyteller is back with the next update in the continuing saga of Paige Turner. Here we pick up where "Meet the Families" left off with a little "Meet and Greet" action. We pick up the action as Brenda approaches the nosey neighbors after she and Glory put on their little show. She has just called out asking them to give her a couple minutes to hear her out.
Paige Turner - Origins - Meet and Greet - Pt1 (Regular)
"Why would we listen to such a brazen hussy?" One of the women called back.
Brenda had been wondering who her main opponent would be in this particular scenario and now she'd found her. From experience in both the free clinic and at the prison the first to speak up was usually the defacto lead of gatherings such as this. This particular woman looked like a typical suburban housewife. She was pretty, very pretty even. With the right outfit, or no outfit, she could be absolutely stunning. She probably had at least two kids and husband who didn't show much interest in her anymore. As she closed the remaining distance between them she straightened her clothes, combed fingers through her hair and thought to herself.
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Time spread some awareness.
" Then she spoke directly to the woman. "I'll grant you brazen ma'am, but hussy? Please. We women are supposed to lift each other out of the dark ages, not perpetuate the male dominated ideals and stigmas about female sexuality." She extended her hand to the woman. "My name's Brenda."
The woman regarded Brenda through narrowed eyes but took the proffered hand. When she did Brenda gently placed her left hand on top of the woman's. A clear sign of her warm and friendly intentions as well as her intelligence.
"I'm Karen." She replies curtly while regarding Brenda thoughtfully. "I'll admit you seem much less like the women my husband employs than I first thought."
"It's very nice to meet you, Karen. Please except my sincerest apologies if I appeared less sophisticated under the circumstances. It's just that I'm kind of sucker for beautiful women and when Glory answered the door stark naked having obviously been sucking cock I," she shook her head and rolled her eyes a bit, "kind of just went for it. I mean she was all ready for me and everything."
Still holding on to Karen's hand she paused to give everyone time to consider her very blunt and completely honest remarks. She also noted that Karen hadn't tried to pull her hand back. Also, her face was becoming decidedly flushed. The rest of the group who had been shifting around nervously stopped fidgeting and now stood with bemused expressions playing at their features. Brenda had them exactly where she wanted them.
"Well," Karen started to reply but faltered, not sure how to proceed. She had been expecting an angry or even violent outburst from Brenda but instead she was surprised by her rather intelligent, feminist response. What's more she took full responsibility and apologized for her unsophisticated appearance. Her eyes flashed when her ideal response finally came to her. "Well," She continued. "What about that display has anything whatsoever to do with lifting yourself out male dominated dark age ideals and stigmas of female sexuality?" She crossed her arms and gave a curt nod sure Brenda would have no answer.
"That's a very good question, Karen. Thank you for having a civil discussion with me about this." She paused and half stepped towards, and half pulled Karen closer. "Beautiful women such as we have always been told to suppress our desires. We're taught that our sexuality is reserved only for our husbands and anything else is shameful and dirty. Hell, we're taught that our own cycles are disgusting. How many of us have grown up hating our own bodies because we were taught that everything about us was shameful and dirty. Our nude bodies, our cycles, our desires? All the while being constantly objectified and desired by the men who taught us to feel that way. We show even a little skin and we're branded sluts," she pauses and fixes her gaze in Karen's eyes, "or hussies." She pulled Karen so close they could feel each other's breath and placed her left hand so low on Karen's back she could feel the top her ass cheek. "What you saw today, Karen, was indeed brazen because I refuse to be ashamed for who I choose to be. I am a woman who saw something she wanted and boldly took it with no regard for societal constructs and not one fuck given about what others might think of it." She pauses for effect. "Just like a man would have been praised for doing." She finally turns to look at the still astonished gathering and saw a few of the women in the group nodding in silent agreement. "It's time we stopped wasting ourselves on men who don't see us for the powerful, divine, sexual goddesses we are most certainly allowed to be if WE choose." Even Karen seemed somehow bolstered by Brenda's words.
"Oh my god you are so fucking gorgeous right now!" One of the younger men in the gathering spoke up. When the others fixed him with a scathing glare he continued. "What? I find assertive and confident women like this irresistible."
"And you are young man?" Brenda asked, struck by his bold enthusiasm.
"I'm Shane ma'am." He blushed.
"Well Shane darling, you have the right idea. I'm glad to see a young man with a little more awareness than those who came before." Still holding Karen close to her by the hip she half turned towards the group. "Wasn't it you I saw abruptly putting your phone away when you saw me looking?"
"I mean." He shrugged, "It's not often you see something like that and when opportunity presents itself you go for it or miss out. It's like you said. I saw something I wanted and took it the best way I could without regard for what anyone else might think." He suddenly grew even more emboldened. "If you don't want someone filming your explicit activities maybe exercise a little more control and take at least two or three more steps inside and close the door next time? No disrespect intended."
"Please tell me you have a decent sized cock to back up all that swagger." Brenda said impressed, taking everyone completely off guard.
"I uh, um, uh." The young man stuttered.
Karen giggled a bit to her own surprise before catching herself. Brenda lowered her hand completely onto Karen's ass and gave her left cheek a firm squeeze and a pat eliciting a sharp gasp from the women who still made no effort to extricate herself from Brenda's clutches. It was clear to Brenda that she'd won her over almost completely. Karen's body was relaxed, and the woman was actually leaning into Brenda. Brenda wondered if she could convince Karen to join her with the Turners and her husband after this. As her thoughts flowed she considered her now captive audience.
"I'm curious," she said, "I've heard from Karen and Shane but what about the rest of you?" She turned her gaze sidelong towards them. "I'm betting you quite enjoyed the show didn't you? I'm betting I really didn't have anything to apologize for did I?" She paused and when no one answered right away she continued. "Come on, with everything I've said you guys are still too shy to speak up? Try it right now. Just one of you, please. Speak what you are truly feeling in this moment! I dare you! Be true, be bold and it'll change your life." She fell silent, her gaze meeting each person in turn and each person looking away until her eyes met a middle-aged, petite, blond woman who locked fearful eyes with her. She smiled warmly and nodded encouragement to her. The woman took a deep breath cut loose.
"It was the most erotic and sexiest thing I've seen in my entire life, and I wish it had been me you were going down on instead of Glory." She spoke quickly as though she needed to get the words out or they'd stick in her throat.
"Becca!" Exclaimed the middle-aged man standing beside her.
"Don't you dare shame her, sir!" Brenda shot back in a commanding tone. The man glared back but said nothing further. "Go ahead, Dear. You're doing fine. How did it feel to get that out in the open? I'm betting you've never mentioned your sapphic desires to anyone before have you?" The woman shook her head.
"I haven't." Her face was flushed. "It was scary but exhilarating. My heart is pounding out of my chest." She turned her face to the man who'd admonished her. "I'm so sorry, honey, but I've more than kind of always liked girls too. I never said anything because I was afraid how you'd react. Like you just did react."
"Well, I was shocked." He replied with an even tone. "I never would have guessed in a million lifetimes I'd hear those words coming from you." He paused and looked at Brenda. "I'm sorry for the dirty look but I got defense when it felt like someone might be coming between us. I love Becca and I don't want to lose her. I can't compete with a woman, especially one who could make her cum like you did Glory." He shook his head. "No man could," he said sullenly.
Brenda tilted her head and started walking towards the couple dragging Karen with her easily.
"Darling, you've got a lot to learn about love, sexuality, desire, and just plain happiness.
Across the street, Duncan, Jerrod, and Glory watched in astonishment from the door. They'd completely forgotten they were all completely without clothing, but it didn't matter because Brenda held the gathering of their neighbors completely in thrall. To their point of view, she'd attached herself to a neighbor women whom at first seemed to be the surliest of the bunch but was now allowing Brenda to lead her around willingly. The gathering parted as Brenda and Karen approached Becca and her husband. She reached up and placed a gently hand on the man's shoulder.
"What's your name, handsome?" She asked him.
"I'm Alan."
"Well, Alan. Do you mind if I try a little something here? A little activity to help drive my point home."
"I guess," he shrugged.
"Thank you, darling." She said and leaned over to give him a small peck on the cheek. She pulled back and looked both directly in the eye in turn. "We're going to do a variant that I created of an exercise I learned in psyche class. "I need you both to be completely honest with yourselves. This exercise is for you and no one else. Not me, not the gathering around us. You. Understand?"
