Prologue:
I hope you enjoy reading my story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Life is not perfect and neither is my story, it is dirty, unashamed, unedited, baring blemishes and all, bare. it is not a legal brief constructed so every word is perfect, every common in the right place, edited ten times. My tumbling out style of writing comes from emotion, desire, a longing, sexual desire, fun erotica, fantasy. My stories come spilling out of me full of lust, raw energy, with no filter, a friend confessing to you. I'm not looking for perfection in my writing, I'm simply purging my mind.
Lost Opportunity, my pen name, refers to all those times I missed the signals, failed to take the leap, didn't recognize or understand what others were feeling/wanting, just didn't go far enough from my own hang ups and fears. I've learned in my thirty years to say yes, to take a chance, make a move, have no regrets, take chances, even if I fail or are rebuffed, even those that don't work out or even when they hurt how do I know if I don't try? Life is short enjoy the ride. I'm Cheryle "Cheri" an Irish Catholic, Attorney, Singer-Songwriter 30year old bi-sexual woman, 5'2" 107lbs., with blue eyes and long red hair-💋
Please enjoy todays story written for my close friends at Emily's Escorts Kelleen and Lea.
Chapter One-The Balcony
Kellen is thirty year old bi girl from Tennessee, she is a bit of a switch, though it is not her be all end all. She can be tender, soft, and snuggly with me or I can leave the bedroom a destroyed mess when we are finished. When she brought Lea over to my tenth floor apartment I poured us all white wine and served it to them like a good hostess.
We sat on the balcony in my Zero Gravity Lawn chairs watching the sun set into Lake Michigan. Why Kelleen brought Lea with her on our normal hook up night I wasn't sure. I was just playing it by ear following her lead curious where this night was going. We chatted and joked, laughing, it was relaxing and fun.
I was busy with my hostess duties keeping their wine glasses and the cheese dip full. Finally siting down and reclining back Lea joined me in my chair snuggling close are bodies pressed together. Was this Kelleen's voyeuristic intent for the evening? I was not sure yet but was going with the flow.
Kissing Lea has we undressed each other full of a sexual lust. Her fingers teased with my delicate nipples pinching them in a playful manner. Our tongues intertwined exploring each others mouths. Fingers roaming our hot bodies freely, playfully.
Chapter Two-Tribadism