It had been nearly six months since Julie and Lani graduated from Penn State. Julie moved home to Georgia to help with her father's company and Lani decided to pursue her major in Sociology and become an educator like her father and her grandmother before her. The two girls, over the last four years, had become much closer than roommates and lovers. They deeply loved each other but that didn't stop either from bringing home other girls to the apartment.
Julie tended to mix it up with other lesbian or bisexual females but Lani loved the feeling when a supposedly straight girl does down on her first woman. While they had been in school, Lani often coaxed Julie into picking out a girl that the two could share in a three-way!
Near the Christmas break, Lani saw an advertisement for a Garage Apartment while checking her mail at the student center. She had continued to live in the apartment on campus that she and Julie had shared, but the memories were too intense and the expense a little high so she was intrigued with the little off campus accommodation.
There was a website which showed a virtual tour of the apartment and Lani followed up the next day with an email to a Mrs. Patricia Johnson who said the apartment was still vacant. Johnson sent her an application to fill out and then encouraged her to visit. The form asked mostly questions relevant to her personal history along with any past employment and social media. When she got to the part about relationships, she merely wrote none given Julie was several states away.
Lani and Patricia really hit it off. The latter was perhaps in her early forties and very striking. Shoulder length brown hair, a full figure, and you could tell she worked out regularly.
Patricia, who asked to be called Patty, and her husband Jim built the addon for Jim's mother whose husband died just a couple of years before. She was living in Michigan, and Jim wanted her closer by but not long after she moved in, she took a fall and broke her hip. They put her in a rehab assisted living facility but she soon made a lot of new friends and when well, they moved her to an independent living apartment but kept her there, since she had really met quite a few people.
Honestly, Patty had never loved the idea of her mother-in-law living just a few feet away. So, she was thrilled with the new arrangement. Patty and Lani had a great conversation and settled on $800 a month. It wasn't really less than she was paying on campus but it was a nice change of pace with its own kitchen, living area with full utilities including cable and internet.
Over Christmas break, Lani went to see Julie in Decatur for a couple of weeks. Lani's parents were fairly progressive and Lani had come out in her Junior year regarding her lifestyle. Not only did they accept the fact their daughter was a lesbian, but they also rather celebrated the fact. It was perhaps easier since Lani's young sister was as attractive as Lani and completely boy crazy so the grandbaby thing was not resting on Lani's shoulders.
Julie had not been so open. When Lani came to visit, Julie had urged her mother to allow Lani to stay in her room, reminding her mom the two had been roommates in college and it was simply no big deal. Julie's dad though would have hit the ceiling had he known his little "sunshine" was in her bedroom getting fucked by a strapon from her lesbian girlfriend.
Julie was happy about Lani's new digs and Lani moved in the first week back at school. For the first few months there was a little interaction between Lani and her new landlord. Lani would often see Patty and Jim out in the yard and the three would talk. Jim was an attractive well built man, forty five years of age, and owned a financial investment firm in town. But outside of the occasional small talk in the yard, Lani spent little time with her landlords.
For the most part she devoted herself to her studies but on occasion, usually Wednesday nights and on the weekends, might bring home a female guest who stayed the night. It was almost always a young student she had met either at a nightclub or the student center who was curious enough to go home with Lani. Lani had become a master at putting girls at ease, seducing them, and luring them back to her apartment where they were certain to have their first sexual encounter with another woman.
The more hesitant a girl was, the more she attracted Lani. She loved the chase -- the game -- and spent a considerable amount of time kissing, holding, and subtly undressing her prey until they lay naked before her. While she loved the taste and feel of another woman, nothing though compared to the feeling she got when the girl was between her legs, tasting her sweet pussy for the first time.
Rarely did she see a girl more than a few times. She didn't want any entanglements -- no extended relationships. Her heart belonged to Julie though she did have a need that burned in her soul. She had a thirst for the taste and feel of another woman and it was a thirst which couldn't be satisfied. So until she could be with Julie full time, she had a need. Each finding a temporary relief in the hands of another woman until they could be together.
Lani had been living in her apartment for four months and was just before going on summer break when Patty left a note on her door asking for her to drop in and see her. Lani stowed away her books and changed into a pair of shorts, flip flops, and casual t-shirt and rang the Johnson's door bell.
Patty came to the door wearing a causal top and blue jeans. "Please come on in. I was just having a delicious pinot. Can I get you a glass?" "Sure, I'd love a wine. It's been a heck of a day at school," Lani confided.
The two sat down on the couch in the living room. Patty was barefoot and pulled her legs under her so Lani dropped her flip flops off on the floor and did the same.
At first the conversation was about school with Patty asking how her graduate work was going but then the subject turned.
"Lani, I've noticed a couple of times a week I guess... pretty late at night, you often come back to the apartment with a guest -- usually female, staying the night. I recall on your application you said you weren't in a relationship -- and it seems that its usually a different girl who stays with you.
Lani was quite for a while then replied, "Well, they're just friends really."
"That's a lot of friends," Patty chuckled. "Look, what you do is your business and I don't want to sound like I'm spying on you. Its just if anything happened with these...'friends'... well Jim and I could be liable. They are after all on our property and I didn't really think to have in our agreement any hold harmless clause because I didn't feel it necessary."
Patty looked at Lani, who took a sip of her wine reflecting on what Patty was saying. "Lani.. are you into girls?" Patty asked getting straight to the point.
Lani was completely silent.
"Listen, I'm not judging," Patty insisted. "Truth is, Jim and I have a fair amount of secrets," she added as she let her left hand settle on Lani's exposed thigh. Her soft hand was warm and not encroaching... more comforting.
"We were always both very active in college and when we got married things sort of got dull between us. Then we had a friend of his visit from out of town. Maybe things went too far. Who knows. But we had our first three-way together. It was awesome. We started exploring those things we liked. So, please... don't think for a moment I'm concerned if you are a lesbian. We just need to have this conversation."
Patty let her hand move on Lani's leg, lightly touching, rubbing her thigh. "You know Jim and I do a fair amount of role playing, getting together with other couples....often women. Does that surprise you" she asked the coed.
Lani simply nodded her head. "Grab your wine and come with me." Patty got up from the couch and picked up her glass, waiting for Lani to do the same. Then she directed the girl to follow her down some steps.
The Johnson's had a two story home but Lani had no idea it had a bottom basement.
Downstairs was a complete sex playroom. There were all manners of sex toys, whips, paddles, restraints and harnesses on the wall with a St Andrews cross of wood along the other. There were chains hanging from the ceiling, a small sofa bed to the side and a downstairs bathroom.
"Surprise you?" Patty smiled.
"I've never seen anything like this, Lani confided. "So you and your husband are into bondage?" "Well, as I said, we sort of role play. Sometimes he's the dominant one and sometimes I am. Occasionally we find someone to play with us... and we take turns with her."
