Prologue:
First off, I need to apologize for the long delay with this latest installment in the Lost Creek Wives' Club series, but it couldn't be helped. With it being so late, I highly recommend you read the prior one (Pt. 15) first, or certain parts will make absolutely no sense. And hopefully I'll be more timely with the next installment.
As always, comments are welcome as long as they are constructive. Thank you.
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After we showered together and dressed, we headed out for something to eat. Since we were dressed casually we decided on a fast-food restaurant.
During the short drive, I checked my phone for messages. There were two. One being from my husband to let me know everything went well with his meeting at corporate, and he was still scheduled to be home tomorrow afternoon. He also mentioned he'd be having dinner with a few "big wigs" as he calls them and asked if I had any plans for the evening. I debated whether to tell him I would be staying overnight at Louise's, but decided against it. I felt it would be better in person, and after the fact.
The other one was from Maureen, asking me to call her. I texted her I would, but it wouldn't be until morning, and after I did I turned my cell phone off and put it in my bag.
Once we arrived at the restaurant and had our burgers, fries, and a drink, we sat at a window table. As we were eating, and while I was admiring how adorable Louise looked freshly showered with minimal make-up, I couldn't get the image of her when I first entered her bedroom out of my mind. I also noticed how she was looking at me very affectionately too as she munched on her food.
"A penny for your thoughts Louise?"
"Sorry for the way I was staring, but I can't get over how terrific you looked earlier. Sexy as hell. Lovely as you always are, you took my breath away dressed only in the fishnet thigh highs and choker."
"Coincidentally I was thinking about how amazing you looked when I first saw you with your hair slicked back and the way you went all out with your make-up. But more importantly, with a realistic faux-cock protruding from your sweet pussy. In hindsight it was almost a waste of time to take a shower because of how wet I am."
"You too!" After which she broke out in one of her infectious laughs.
After I stopped laughing with her..."I think we better find something else to talk about or we'll end up gulping down the rest of our food in a rush to get back to your place. Plus I have this nasty habit of biting my tongue when I eat too fast, and the last thing I want right now is a sore tongue."
"Me either as I've got big plans for it."
After we stopped laughing again..."Maybe now might be a good time to discuss what you wanted to talk about earlier?"
After Louise looked around to insure we had plenty of privacy, which we did with only a few other patrons scattered around the seating area due to it being early for the dinner crowd..."Do you mean about my sex life with Paul needing re-energizing?"
"Yes, but before we do, I need to ask if Paul knows about your Sapphic sex life?"
"No he doesn't, but let me explain so you'll know why, and I'll keep it brief. Back in middle school when I first became sexually aware of things I found myself more interested in girls than boys. Even more so in high school when on the cross country track team, which was exacerbated by spending a lot of time with other girls in a common locker room and shower facility."
After she paused to chew and swallow another bite of her Big Mac..."While I dated boys in high school it wasn't often, and I never had sex other than letting them feel my tits and giving an occasional hand job. Although nothing ever came of my curiosity about other girls other than masturbating thinking about them, it changed when in college. It wasn't long before I met others as curious as me about their sexuality. The first was my very first roommate who was already 'experienced' in such things. While I won't go into any details, we eventually became intimate, although we both still occasionally dated boys."
At that point I added..."I can appreciate your first time being in college as I was 'approached' myself more than once, but never took anyone up on it in spite of being curious. I guess you could blame it on my Catholic upbringing, but as much as I wanted to I never took the plunge. Kind of regret it now, but."
"I did and never regretted it, although I never considered myself gay as I still liked boys to a certain degree, but not to have sex until Paul came along. He swept me off my feet and was the first person I had heterosexual intercourse with. As our relationship became serious, I found myself less and less interested in other girls. After graduating college, which was a year after Paul, we got married and any thoughts of Sapphic sex all but disappeared."
"Did Paul know you were into girls when you first dated?"
"If he did, he never mentioned anything, and I never did either."
"I'm sure he had to know as there aren't many well-kept secrets on a college campus. What changed relative to you indulging in Sapphic sex again?"
"Before I answer, let me ask if your husband knows about your bi-sexuality?"
"Yes he does, and even encouraged me to explore it when I first told him about my curiosity to have sex with another woman. I guess you could say he gave me his blessing by telling me not to hesitate to explore it if an opportunity should ever arise, which I didn't, and thankfully he's accepted my new found bi-sexuality ever since."
"You're going to have to tell me how you managed it."
"I will, but after you answer my question about what changed with you to engage in it again."
"As our sex life started becoming routine and less satisfying, I started thinking about other women again. Right around then, which was at least a year ago, Carol came on to me as though she could read my mind. Next thing I knew we were in bed together. We've been sexually active ever since until fairly recently when things started to cool down between us. More so on Carol's part, as she seemed to have her eyes on someone else as her next conquest.
"I think I know who it was."
"Not you?"