On the one hand, Annie Hughes hated the first ninety minutes of every day because it was very frantic and so very routine. Getting three people up and off to work and school was always annoying, and weird, and boring, and necessary; but she loved her family immensely! Every day her husband Chris left last, but when he finally did, she always let out a great sigh of relief! The best part of the routine was next...morning coffee!
Little did she know that on this particular day, the circumstances of her life were going to shift dramatically. Per usual she looked around before sitting down; the house was kind of messy. "Should I straighten up first? Should I clean first?" She wasn't even out of her pajamas yet, so she opted for coffee and a check of her emails. Most of those were of the junkie variety and she disposed of them post-haste; but lately she had learned to examine her spammie mail a little more closely. Why? About a year ago she had stumbled across a website called "Literotica," and this little happenstance had done a complete number on her morning routine.
The Literotica website was dedicated to erotic stories, all of them written by amateurs. Since sex just happened to be very high on her list of priorities (read between the lines, she was horny...a lot!) she signed up to receive notifications from the site; these were always dumped into her junk mail. Today there were three new stories, and in one of them, her favorite author had just completed a submission for one about lesbians. "Wow, this should be interesting!" she said out loud.
After pouring herself a second cup, she clicked on the link and began reading. It was a sexy tale about a senior in high school who loved boys but was finding herself more and more drawn to some of the girls in her class. When Annie read that, her sexual radar began that familiar buzzy sound/feeling in her pussy which always preceded a need for release. "Oh God," she thought when she felt it, "Uhh, maybe I don't have time for this?" She read a few more paragraphs, and soon it was too late; the fire had been lit, and it wasn't going to extinguish itself without an orgasm.
In the story the senior girl named Andrea had been invited to an overnight at her best friend's house; two other girls were there as well. All four of them were dressed in just t-shirts and panties; and in the course of the evening, they decided to sit in a circle and play "Truth or Dare." It was quite exciting to see this story develop, but where Annie lost control was when Andrea was "dared" to French kiss another girl named Patti; one thing led to another and the two of them ended up having sex together when everyone else had finally fallen asleep.
When she read the part where Andrea began licking Pattie's clit, Annie moaned, "No way I'm going to get through this now, fucking oh my!" She opened her pajama top slightly and slipped a hand inside to feel one of her straining, rigid nipples! Lately, her nips seemed to be in a constant state of arousal, and the first touch on the left one made her head spin with desire. She immediately opened the whole top and cupped her breasts fully, thumbing both teats and groaning, "Holy FUCK! Oh my Goddd!" It all felt so damn good!
All her life Annie had experienced this same attraction to girls that Andrea had felt; but for whatever reason she lacked the courage to pursue it, and no opportunity ever presented itself. Right here today she was confronted with those feelings again by this story and it dawned on her that they probably would never fade away by themselves. The horny mother of two tried to refocus; but when she read the next paragraph, where Patti was shaking her tits with both hands and cumming hard into Andrea's sucking mouth, that was it! Annie shoved a hand down her pajama bottom and frigged at her slit frantically! Her pussy was dripping and she circled her clit repeatedly as the blinding waves of arousal tore through her. It didn't take long at all; when she pushed two fingers into her wet hole, her body stiffened in the chair and two thrusts of those fingers later, she came with a shuddering groan!
She couldn't think for a full two minutes, but gradually the wet, sexual fog began to lift and she sat up straighter in the chair. "Oh Godd, that was good, Oh my God!" She took another sip of coffee; it was ice cold. Giggling at the irony she pulled her pajamas together and stood up to pour a fresh cup and this was when fate took a side-step! There was a flash of something outside the kitchen window, "What the..." Acting quickly, she looked out and caught another glimpse of someone going around the corner of the house.
Annie's heart was racing a bit now; she hurried to the front door and peered out the window next to it. There on sidewalk stood her eighteen year old daughter Cassie's forever friend Melanie. She had one hand on the top of her head and was looking up and down the street as if expecting a car to appear at any moment. With a huge sigh of relief, Annie opened the front door and called out to her, "Melanie, is that you?"
The young girl spun around to look at Annie! She smiled and said, "Oh, Hi Ms. H.! How're you?"
"I'm good! It's a surprise you're here Mel; are you on your way to school?"
"Oh yeah, I am; I was running late already when Cassie texted me asking if I would come here first and pick up her laptop. She forgot it."
"Of course!" Annie replied, "but why are you standing there? You look like you're waiting for someone."
Melanie didn't answer immediately, "Yes, well, I did come to your door and knock. But when no one answered, I wasn't sure what to do next."
"Oh Okay!" Annie paused with a big Uh-oh in her head! "Um, Mel? Did you go around to the back door too?"
Melanie's face went ashen, "I...I thought no one was home, so I tried the back door; I didn't think you would mind if I just went in and found Cassie's laptop."
"Well, c'mon in and let's get it. Who's picking you up, your mother?"
"Yeah, and now she's late too!"
Melanie followed her into the house and they both headed upstairs to Cassie's bedroom. The laptop was lying on the foot of her bed. Annie handed it to Melanie, and it was then she realized that the young girl was very obviously avoiding eye-contact. "Mel, it's okay; but I think you saw me in the kitchen; am I right?"
Melanie's eyes flooded with tears, "I am sooo sorry, Ms H, I shouldn't have done that, I know...but it...it was an accident!"
She was about to cry harder, but Annie wanted to stem this tide, so she quickly hugged Melanie to her, "No, don't worry...it's okay; and you're right, it was an accident. You didn't mean to do it!"
