All characters are over 18. Story continues the next day. This is a lot longer as I am trying to set up scenarios and fill in some background details. Main focus of this story will be lesbian in nature.
I am a novice writer and do this for my own masturbatory pleasure. I'm ending this story at an odd spot on purpose.
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Waking up on Saturday morning was brutal. I was naked and cold on my bedroom floor. Grasping my head, my mind flashed back to last night and all the feelings and emotions it brought on.
Although my plan for the day was to clean the house. Hangovers usually help you to decide to do something different.
After hours of rest, drinking a lot of water, a good bath that included shaving all the important parts and doing anything that would take my mind off the obviously distracting picture of my son sucking cock... It was mid afternoon and Nick wasn't home yet.
Text from Mom (Maddy) to Son (Nick)
Mom- What time will you be home?
Nick- Sunday night. Sorry.
Mom- WTF Nick, thought we were going to catch up and talk.
Nick- Got invited to an event in Tucson and Jesse and I drove down this morning.
Mom- What kind of an event?
Nick- Just a party mom.
Mom- You better be safe and make good choices.
Nick- Always mom.
Mom- Please text me in the morning so I know you're okay.
Nick- I will. Love you.
Mom- Love you more.
Suddenly, all the dread I had about facing Nick today and how I would react to him was put on hold. At least for another day.
I still needed to hit the store for more wine and maybe some vodka, possibly some of that flavored whiskey I liked. But that could wait, I was hungry.
Knowing I'd hit the big Wine and Spirits store at Tempe Marketplace, I drove over there and hit one of my favorite Bar and Grille's.
When I walked in, I looked at the tables and the bar. Being alone made it an easy decision and I sat at the bar as the far end was nearly empty.
After a few minutes, I looked up and my bartender approached. It was Jules, a friend of my daughter that spent a lot of time at my house back in the day.
"Hey Mrs. Mason, how are you?"
"Oh my god Jules... I'm good. You work here now?"
"Yeah got back from college in June and my liberal arts degree didn't exactly get me any good jobs. So... here I am."
"Is that a good thing or bad?"
"Not bad, decent tips but I only work the day shifts for now."
"And night shifts are better?"
"From what I hear they are."
"You look great, have you talked to Amy recently?"
"Hmmm... well, not sure how to say this. We haven't talked since freshman year of college. She went to Cali and I went to NAU up north. Besides the distance, she was pretty mad at me the last time we saw each other."
"I'm so sorry, you two were so close before."
"It happens... anyway, I only have about 45 minutes left on my shift, what can I get you?"
"Oh, I'll take a double Amaretto on the rocks and the chicken salad, no onions."
"You got it, I'll get you some water too."
"Thanks"
A minute or so later, Jules delivered my drink and water and let me know that the salad would be out shortly. As she stood in front of me this time, my eyes kept shifting from her face to her much larger tits. I remembered her as a petite an thin girl, maybe a "B", or smaller "C" cup.
"I had them done."
"What do you mean?"
"Well I can see you looking. I had implants about a year ago."
"Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed."
"Don't be embarrassed Mrs. Mason, that's why I had them done, so people would look." Jules winked at me when she said that.
"Are you flirting with me Jules?" I spit out a bit flustered.
"Absolutely I am."
Jules turned and walked away again. I could feel my pussy start to pulse and I was getting wet again. I took a second to stare at her ass in admiration.
About half of my drink later, really only maybe five minutes. I watch Jules come around the bar with my salad. She stared right at me with a sexy gaze and this girl that I had never ever had an impure thought about had my full attention.
"You okay Mrs. Mason?"
"Yeah fine... yeah."
"You seem a bit flustered."
"I am a bit I guess."
"Is that because of me?"
I wasn't sure there was a good answer here. I wanted to shrug or nod but somehow answered.
"Yeah."
A smirk crossed Jule's beautiful face and she leaned in closer to me.
"If I can be honest, you look fucking sexy as hell all flustered. I've had a crush on you forever."
As quickly as she leaned in and dropped that bomb on me, she turned to another patron a few stools away and asked; "Another beer?" And she was back to work looking like she didn't just blow my mind.
I ate my salad but kept my eyes on Jules while she was around the bar.
I couldn't wrap my head around what she just said. Most of my food was gone after a short time, my drink was empty. I sat there just staring at a gorgeous younger woman that told me in no uncertain terms how she felt about me.
As soon as Jules left the bar this time, probably to go to the kitchen for something. I pushed my plate and glasses away from me, dug sixty dollars out of my bag and dropped it onto the bar. Trying as hard as I could to walk calmly away. My nipples were rock hard and they showed easily through my bra and tee shirt. My pussy was on fire and now soaked. I prayed that my jeans didn't show a wet spot.
I left as quickly as I could and got into my car.
Cranking the air conditioning because it was July in Arizona, the very hot car helped snap me out of the sex fog I was in. I looked at the front door of the bar and watched for a few seconds to see if Jules would follow. She didn't.
I was only across the parking lot from the Wine and Spirits store, so I went there and enjoyed the cool air in the store. Buying way more wine than I should have. Adding two bottles of vodka, amaretto and a few flavored whiskeys too.
Not even 25 minutes passed in the store and I loaded my back seat with my purchase. Back in the car again, I plugged my phone in and a text beeped on my dashboard.
Text from Jules to Maddy
Jules- If this is still your number Mrs. Mason, I'm sorry if I freaked you out.
My car reads texts out loud and when I listened to the message, I just sat staring out my windshield. Did I dare respond?
Jules- Hello?
I stared now at the screen in the middle of my dashboard.
Jules- I can see you read the texts, please answer me.
"FUCK" I said out loud to nobody but myself. Then added; "Fucking stupid phones!"
Jules- I really hope you will talk to me.
Apparently my phone tells the other person when a text is read. How would I have known that? Now Jules knows I saw her messages.
I mustered up the courage to respond.
Maddy- Hey Jules - sorry just got out of the store.
Jules- No worries, I thought maybe I upset you.
Maddy- God no. I know you were just teasing me.
Jules-...
What did that mean? I thought.
Jules- I wasn't teasing you.
Maddy- You're playing a joke on me, I get it.
Jules- No. No joke. But I think I went too far.
Maddy- OMG Jules, tell me this is just a prank. Please.
Jules- I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you how I felt. I will leave you alone, please just forget the whole thing.
I didn't reply. I didn't know how to reply. What could I say? I sat there until my air conditioning was blowing very cold and the temperature in my car was bearable.
My nipples were still hard as diamonds. I looked down and there was clearly a wet spot between my legs. I hoped it wasn't that way in the store.
I shook my head, flipping my hair away from my eyes and decided to go home.
It was one of those drives that when I pulled into my garage, I didn't remember driving home. Like how did I get there without crashing?
Inside, I unloaded my score of alcohol and immediately thought about pouring a glass of wine. When I picked up the bottle, I just looked at it and knew I needed something stronger.
I opened the bottle of vanilla whiskey instead and poured a tall glass. Way more than a normal pour.
Then I downed it like it was water with the exception of that face I make drinking whiskey.
I almost poured another and realized... why bother. I left the glass on the kitchen counter and just picked up the bottle and took it with me to the couch.
A few more pulls and my mind was spinning already.
I looked at my phone and the texts from Jules. I couldn't tell you what time it was even though it was on my phone, I couldn't even begin to explain what I was doing. Somehow, I started texting her.
Text to Jules from Maddy in response to earlier texts.
Maddy- I can't forget.
