Lesbian Housewife

Written by Diana Magnolia

Chapter 1: Claire Meets Sarah

My name is Claire Hamilton, I'm a devoted wife and mother and have spent years creating a picture-perfect life with my husband David, and our two girls Vicky and Leslie, aged nine and thirteen. Life was going well for me, I have a beautiful home, a loving family, and a supportive community. Yet deep down, I felt a void, a sense of longing I couldn't quite understand. I often found myself daydreaming, wondering if there was more to life than the routine I had settled into.

I am 32 years of age, and I'm in very good shape. I have perfect curves in all the right places and my long shapely legs often turn the heads of many onlookers both male and female. My long, wavy hair cascades all the way down to the small of my back and is full of life as it bounces around when I walk. I'm often getting hit on by men when I go out and about, but I'm always quick to ward them off by flashing my wedding ring.

Two days ago, a new neighbor moved into the house next door. We were wondering when that house was going to sell as it had been on the market for the last four months. I told David that I'll take some refreshments over and introduce myself, but he advised me to give her another day to settle in, which makes sense I guess.

Later that afternoon I was up on our second story porch out back when a movement in the backyard next door caught my eye. It was our new neighbor, a young woman with long blonde hair and a perfect figure.

She was hanging some clothes on the clothesline which was almost too high for her to reach. Every time she reached up, her short skirt lifted a few inches revealing a set of long, shapely legs, and a pair of white panties that contrasted against her gorgeous tan. I don't know why, but I seemed to get a buzz out of spying on her and seeing more than I should have.

Tomorrow is Friday and I will go over and introduce myself and offer her some refreshments.

After David left for work and the girls went off to school, I headed over to our new neighbor's house with a tray full of cookies and some carrot cake left over from last night. As I approached the house, I was a bit nervous, which is natural for me when meeting new people for the first time.

I rang the doorbell and after a few seconds the door opened, and I was greeted by a lovely smile and a warm welcome. The young woman whom I saw in the back yard yesterday was even more beautiful now that I could see her face to face.

Her eyes were the most amazing shade of blue I had ever seen, and her long blonde hair was so shiny and smooth. I introduced myself and welcomed this lovely young woman to the neighborhood.

She thanked me and then looking down at the tray of goodies, she said, "oh how sweet, thank you so much, I really appreciate your thoughtfulness, please come in".

After entering her house, I looked around and I could see she was still settling in as there were quite a few boxes sitting around on the floor, some still unopened.

She took the tray of refreshments from me and sat them on the coffee table, she then gave me a hug, it was a brief hug, but it was enough for me to take in the alluring scent of her hair, it smelt so sweet and fresh.

She thanked me once again, then introduced herself as Sarah Honeywell and told me that she had just returned from France where she was working as an artist. I said, wow! That must've been very exciting, "it had a lot of interesting moments", she replied.

The next thing I know, I have a cup of coffee in my hand and we're sitting on her sofa, eating cookies and cake, and chatting like two long lost friends. I felt so comfortable talking to Sarah, there was just something about her that made me feel so much at ease.

Sarah was wearing a short skirt that was riding up high on her thighs and revealed quite a lot of her legs. They were lovely and smooth, and my eyes kept wandering downward, catching glimpses of them as we sat and talked.

I've never had the desire to be with a woman before, but for some reason the sight of Sarah's gorgeous legs was having a very pleasant effect on me. I asked Sarah if she moved in with her husband, or a boyfriend perhaps. She said, "no, I'm just by myself here, I did have a boyfriend in France, but I left him, which is the reason I came home actually".

I said, "oh, I'm so sorry to hear that, is everything okay?" Sarah nodded her head and told me that her boyfriend was abusive and very controlling, and that he had hit her once after accusing her of seeing someone else when she came home from work an hour later than usual. I told her it's good that she got out of that toxic relationship.

I spent almost two hours chatting with Sarah, but it only seemed like a few minutes. Eventually I told Sarah that I had to go back home and do some housework and start thinking about lunch. Before we parted ways, Sarah gave me another hug and told me that we should get together again soon. I agreed, and before we parted ways, we entered each other's phone numbers into our phones.

After I got home, I didn't know why, but I was buzzing with excitement after meeting our new neighbor. I had never been affected in this way before by another woman, and although being at the dinner table with my husband and our two daughters later that evening was a constant reminder that I was a happily married woman, my mind kept bringing up pictures of Sarah sitting there in that short skirt with her pretty legs exposed.

The next morning, Sarah texted me and said that she wanted to return the favor and bring over some cheese and crackers around 10 o'clock. I told her that would be lovely, and I got quite excited at the thought of seeing Sarah again.

The doorbell rang right on 10 and when I opened the door, Sarah was standing there in a pretty summer dress holding a tray with cheese and crackers. I invited her in, and as she looked around, she started complimenting me on the interior design of our house. She particularly commented on the decorations and the color scheme and said that I have great taste.

I thanked her then ushered her into the kitchen where she sat the tray of food on our breakfast bar. I poured some coffee, and we sat down next to each other on the swivel chairs that surrounded the bar.

As we sat and talked and enjoyed the refreshments, I couldn't help but take in Sarah's pretty face and slim body. At one point, as I moved to grab some more cheese and crackers, my chair suddenly swiveled around, and my right knee slid across Sarah's left thigh. The sensation was amazing, I couldn't believe how soft and smooth her lovely leg felt on my skin.

This is something I'll never forget. I quickly apologized to Sarah for being so clumsy, but she just smiled and said, "that's okay honey, the pleasure was all mine!" I didn't know how to react to that, so I didn't say anything at all and just giggled like it was a joke. But deep inside my mind was going a hundred miles an hour examining what she had just said. I thought to myself, "was she joking, or did it really give her pleasure to feel another woman's leg rubbing against hers?"

After all the cheese and crackers were finished, Sarah said she had to go home and continue unpacking. Before she left, we said our goodbyes with a hug, a hug that lingered on for much longer than a friendly hug should have. It seemed that neither of us wanted to let the other go. I enjoyed the feel of Sarah's lovely body against mine when we hugged, her scent was so sweet and delicious.

As time went on, Sarah and I became good friends, we bonded over coffee mornings and long walks. I was drawn to Sarah's zest for life, and that void and sense of longing that I felt seemed to dissipate whenever I was with her.

As our friendship deepened, I began to realize that my feelings for Sarah were becoming stronger. I found myself admiring Sarah's sheer beauty more and more each time we were together.

One morning, when I was sitting across from Sarah at her dining table sipping coffee, Sarah told me about one of her art assignments she had while she was in France. She told me that on one occasion, she was approached by a lesbian couple who wanted her to paint them in a romantic scene.

The couple wanted to be painted while embracing and looking into each other's eyes. She accepted the offer and was asked to come to their apartment to paint them in their own environment.

She said it took about 3 afternoons to complete the project and when it was finished, the couple were very happy with her work and even paid her a bonus on top of the agreed fee.

I asked Sarah, "what did you think about the lesbian couple, like, were you uncomfortable around them?" Sarah answered and said, "not at all, in fact I thought they were very sweet the way they displayed their love for one another, they were always touching each other, holding hands, and sharing little kisses whenever they were close. Both women were very attractive, and if you really want to know, it made me feel curious as to what it would be like to be with a woman."

Then as my brain comprehended what she had just said, I felt her bare foot brush my ankle under the table, which caused goose bumps to appear all over my body. At first, I thought it was an accident but when I looked at her, Sarah was smiling and said again, "yes, it made me very curious indeed!" Then she looked into my eyes and said, "what about you Claire, have you ever thought about what it would be like to be with another woman?"

I was so embarrassed and I'm sure my face turned bright red after Sarah's question and the brief foot massage that happened under the table. I was so mesmerized that I couldn't find the words to answer her. Eventually, I said "well, I do find other women attractive, but I have never thought about being with a woman sexually. Afterall, I am a happily married woman with a family".

But deep inside I knew I was lying, not only to Sarah, but also to myself. Thinking of Sarah in a sexual way was all I thought about day and night. But I just wasn't yet ready to act on these feelings that I have for this gorgeous woman, mainly because of what others would say, especially my family.

After that intense conversation, I had to retreat before I did something I would regret, so I told Sarah that I had to go because I have an appointment with my doctor. I left in a hurry and when I looked back, Sarah was just sitting there with her mouth wide open and a puzzled look on her face. I felt terrible because I really wanted to tell her how I felt, but instead, I lied to her because I feared what this could turn into.

At night, I started pleasuring myself while thinking about Sarah. While David slept next to me, I would put my hand down the front of my panties and finger my moistening pussy. I would moan softly under my breath as I rubbed my swollen clit, all while imagining it was Sarah's sweet tongue eating me out. I had many powerful orgasms over the next few weeks as I fantasized about making love with Sarah.

I so looked forward to our time together more than anything else in my day. There was an undeniable spark between us, something that went beyond friendship. I was becoming infatuated with Sarah and couldn't stop thinking about her. Part of me wanted to run over to her house in the middle of the night and tell how I really feel, but I don't have the guts. Over the next few weeks, we did go out to lunch a few times but neither of us brought up the subject that we discussed in her kitchen that day.

A couple of weeks later, my husband David had to go out of town for work and would be away for the whole week, and with the two girls away at summer camp I would be on my own for the whole time.

This situation gave me the perfect opportunity to spend even more time with Sarah, something I probably shouldn't do, but something I couldn't resist or didn't want to resist doing. I decided to invite her over for dinner and drinks one night, which was something I was very nervous, and at the same time, very excited about, knowing where it may lead. But I just couldn't help myself, I was so attracted to Sarah that I didn't care that I was married, or where this would lead.

I had to have her, I had to feel her sexy body in my arms and feel those gorgeous lips on mine. I had to push away any thoughts that interrupted my true feelings for this lovely woman.

I had asked Sarah to come over around seven, so earlier in the day I put on a roast that would take most of the afternoon to cook. While the roast was cooking, I went shopping for a new outfit for the occasion and settled on a sexy red cocktail dress that showed off my feminine assets perfectly, I also bought a bottle of expensive red wine to go with the food and help us to relax.

As the time drew near, I spent quite a lot of time showering and grooming myself to look my best for Sarah, it made me feel so aroused that I was doing all this to impress another woman. I put on some makeup and dressed up in the sexy red cocktail dress I had bought earlier. That dress really showed off my shapely legs and a large amount of cleavage, it made me feel so sexy and so naughty. I also sprayed on my most expensive perfume that I only used on very special occasions.

Chapter 2: A Night to Remember

Just before seven the doorbell rang and I nervously approached the front door. When I opened the door, I looked in amazement at my gorgeous neighbor who had also dressed up for the occasion. I thought to myself, "I want this, before the night is out, I want to end up in the arms of this gorgeous woman and make love to her all through the night." Sarah wore a beautiful purple dress that didn't leave much to the imagination.

The dress had very thin shoulder straps that exposed Sarah's elegant shoulders and the plunging neckline ended in a "V" just below her ample breasts. The dress also hugged her slim waist and rounded hips beautifully and ended way above her knees to reveal those amazing long legs. I couldn't take my eyes off my lovely neighbor as we both walked over to the dining room in preparation for dinner.

Our conversation during dinner was mainly just small talk but I did get Sarah to talk a lot more about her escapades while she was abroad.

Sarah complimented me, not only for my excellent cooking, but also for my selection of wine. After we had finished eating, the two of us headed over to the lounge, glass of wine in hand, and sat down close to each other. The wine was having its effect on both of us and after two more glasses we were starting to get a bit tipsy.

Suddenly, I got up and put on some music to set the mood, and when I sat back down, I sat even closer to Sarah than before. I was so close that our legs were touching each other which sent tingles all over my body. Sarah didn't try to pull away from me, which inspired me to become more confident and assertive. I looked into Sarah's pretty eyes and said, "are you really curious about being with another woman?" Sarah sat up to attention and first nodded, then said, in a whisper, "yes, I am."

With that, I put my hand on Sarah's sexy smooth leg and started sliding it up and down, feeling the softness and warmth that I've been craving for a while now. Sarah put her hand on top of mine and moved it even further up her leg as she opened them slightly. I looked up at Sarah and saw that she was enjoying the moment as much as I was. The feel of another woman's gorgeous leg was so erotic and sensual for me, and I could feel a dampness forming in the crotch of my panties.

Then one of Sarah's favorite songs started playing so she jumped up and said, "I really love this song, come on Claire, please dance with me!" I didn't hesitate for a second and in an instant the two of us were in each other's arms, waltzing around the room just like a couple. I had one hand on Sarah's shoulder while the other wrapped around her slim waist.

Our dancing became more intimate, and the gap between our bodies got smaller and smaller as we instinctively pulled each other closer. Eventually our bodies were so close that our breasts were rubbing against each other as we moved to the music. Because of the type of dresses we were wearing, neither of us were wearing a bra, so I could literally feel Sarah's nipples getting harder beneath the thin material as our tits rubbed on each other.

I looked deep into Sarah's pretty eyes and said, "you are so beautiful Sarah, it feels so nice, and so right to be here in your arms and so close to you like this". Sarah replied, "Thank you Claire, that is so sweet, I also want you to know that I am so happy to be here with you, and I know I probably shouldn't say this, but I think I'm falling in love with you. I've never felt this way about another woman before, but I find you so irresistible, I have been attracted to you ever since I first saw you, just look at you, you are absolutely stunning in that sexy dress, and that perfume you're wearing is driving be crazy".

Sarah's favorite song ended so we stood still and just looked into each other's eyes, then Sarah moved her right hand up and cupped the left side of my face. She then gently brushed some loose strands of my hair back behind my ear as she moved her hand to the back of my neck. The feel of her soft elegant hand on my face made me tremble with anticipation. Then Sarah pulled my face closer to hers, so close that I could feel her sweet breath on my face. Then we both instinctively tilted our heads and parted our lips.

Finally, the soft lips of this gorgeous woman were on mine as we shared a passionate French kiss. I couldn't believe how romantic it felt as I kissed Sarah's sweet lips. I had never kissed another woman before, and I just couldn't get over the softness of her lips and wondered why I had never tried this in my younger days. After a few seconds, I reached around and put my hand on the back of Sarah's neck to pull her even deeper into the kiss. We were frantically running our hands through each other's hair and all over each other's curvy figures as we devoured each other's mouths and tongues in a way that can only be experienced by two women in love.

We tilted our heads one way and then the other, we just couldn't get enough of each other. Our lipstick was getting all messed up as we made out, but the sweet taste of another woman's lipstick only heightened my arousal. It was a delightful reminder that I was eating that forbidden fruit of lesbian love, which made me feel wonderfully naughty.

I couldn't believe how wonderful it felt, how soft and sensual Sarah's lips were, and how turned on I was getting. When Sarah stuck her tongue down my throat, I let out a muffled moan and my nipples felt like they grew an inch longer.

After more than 10 minutes of passionate kissing, Sarah pulled away and told me that this was better than she ever dreamed it would be. She said, "I have never been with a woman before but after kissing you, I am now going to reconsider my sexual orientation. I think I have been a lesbian all along and you helped me realize it". I told Sarah that I loved that idea, and said, "You are filling a void deep inside me that I have felt for years, I now realize that I have been denying my true lesbian nature all those years. The love I feel for you Sarah, is stronger that any love I have even known!"

Then I took Sarah by the hand and led her upstairs to my bedroom where I once again put on some soft music. I was on fire for Sarah and couldn't wait to get naked with her. I took the lead and started undressing her, I grabbed the hem of her purple dress and lifted it up and over her head and shoulders then tossed it onto the floor leaving Sarah standing there in just a pair of skimpy panties.

I stood back for a few seconds to admire the alluring beauty of another female's sexy body. I was so excited knowing that in a few seconds, I would finally get to run my hands up and down those long, silky-smooth legs that I had been dreaming about over the past few weeks.