Sorry for the long wait for this story, and this time for all you critics I will try to improve the punctuation.
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It was gone midnight by the time Sarah got home. She was exhausted but most of all she felt dirty, really really dirty like she had never felt in her whole life.
Thankfully, there was no sign of James. She dropped her bags in the hall and went straight to the bathroom, turning the taps on and dropping half a bottle of salts into the bath. As she threw her clothes off she realised how much she hurt and going into the bedroom she looked in the mirror and saw the bruises that Dave had left on her body. Her breasts had fingerprints embedded in them and turning round she could see the lash marks where he had whipped her with the curtain cord. She also noticed the involuntary wetness between her legs as she remembered how he beat and used her. She just made it to the bathroom in time to empty her stomach into the pan.
She emptied her mind and slipped into the hot bath, taking a flannel and a bar of soap she scrubbed herself all over, still feeling dirty she did it all again with a nail brush until she was red raw. Finally she accepted that it didn't matter how much she cleaned her body it was her mind, her memory that needed to be cleaned out, and that would be impossible.
She lay back in the still hot water and forced herself to relax, using what little she remembered of her yoga classes to force her mind to enter a clear pasture, serene, tranquil.
One after the other they pushed their erections into her mouth and come, shooting their semen down her throat, without a break, hundreds of them, all faceless, she thanked each one until she could swallow no more, she was drowning gagging for air drowning in a sea of male spunk, thrashing about fighting them off before she died.
Forcing her eye open she realised she was still in her bath, drowning, she forced herself up and gasped for air, falling out of the bath without even standing up, laying on the floor curled up in a ball and crying, crying like she had never cried before, terrified of what she had seen in her dream. Not at what was being done, but at her pure acceptance of it, it was vivid still in her mind, the look of sheer joy on her face as each man stood before her, as she took him deep into her mouth and the feeling of pleasure as they shot there juices into her eager orifice. The feeling that she had served them well was paramount.
After what seemed an age she got dried and donned her bath robe. Something pricked at her mind and she walked into the bedroom again, the one she used to share with James. She soon saw what it was that pricked her memory. She had been so intent on looking in the mirror when she walked in before that she hadn't noticed that all of the draws were open and clothes were spread all over place, the wardrobe was empty and as she looked on top she saw that the suitcase that was always there had gone as well.
Although she was a little surprised it did not really hit home until she went into the kitchen and found his letter:
Dear Sarah I have packed all I need. I will not be coming home again. Anything I have left behind you can dispose of as you see fit.
I have been in touch with solicitors and told them I want a divorce and that you can have the house. I have also deposited half of our savings into our joint account and signed it over to you.
I hope you will be happy and find whatever it is you are looking for, if you ever need to get in touch you have my mobile number or you can leave a message at the office or at my club.
Goodbye
James
As she read it her knees buckled and she almost collapsed. She was totally shocked, she hadn't at any time envisaged this, she never thought James would ever leave her, he was old fashioned, and marriage was forever. Wasn't it?
She made a cup of coffee and took it into the lounge, sitting on the settee she read the letter over and over, it just would not sink in. It was still going through her mind as she fell asleep, still refusing to believe that he had left.
As soon as she woke up and realised she was on the settee it all came back to her, all of it. Mike, Dave, nearly drowning and the letter from James. She took a deep breath and forced everything from her mind. She went upstairs dropping her robe to the floor, she turned the shower on and even before it was warm stepped into it. The burst of cold before the warm brought her fully awake; she stood under the warm water for a minute and then got out and dried herself.
In a determined mood she forced herself to eat some toast and drink a cup of coffee then she took up the letter and read it again. Finally it sunk in. She was free, she was free with the house, and he had given her money as well, she did not know how much. Why? Why had he been so....nice.
She looked at the clock as the phone rang, it was 11.10am. "Hello" she said
"Sarah, its Jill."
"Oh! Hi Jill how are you?"
"Sarah what's the matter, what happened in Haringey, why are you home?"
"Oh shit!" Sarah said, everything once again flashing through her mind, reminding her why she was home, "Er nothing, well....oh damn it get yourself over here I need to talk to someone, James has left me."
"Oh fuck, are you ok?" Jill said than realised the stupidity of what she said, "Course your not, I will be as quick as I can, hold on ok?" and she hung up.
Sarah put the phone down and started shaking again, she sat down at the table and sipped at her coffee with a blank look on her face, she was still there when the doorbell rang, she was still in a daze when she opened the door and let Jill in.
"My god Sarah, you look ill." Jill said quietly, "Come on sit down and tell me what's happened."
As they sat on the settee Sarah looked at Jill and said, Well I....er.... It was...." And then she blurted it all out, everything, even things she didn't know, like how it made her feel being used by Dave, the whipping, the threat of his mates walking in and even what she would have done if they had.
"....and then I got home and found this." She handed the letter to Jill
Jill read it in silence and then just looked at Sarah, trying to figure out what was going on in her head. Sarah seemed to be in shock but Jill could not tell whether it was from James or from what had been done to her. She wasn't sure what to say.
Finally she said "Well no more lying back and thinking of England then." She stifled a laugh, not sure if Sarah would take it wrong. As Sarah turned and looked at her they both burst out laughing hysterically. Jill threw her arms round Sarah and hugged her close.
Later when they talked about it neither of them could explain what happened next, all they could remember was there lips met and they kissed, not as friends but with passion and longing. Jill took the lead, her lips running down Sarah's neck and then back up to her lips, Sarah responded eagerly, but obviously confused. Jill ran her hands up Sarah's legs pushing the bathrobe open and playing with Sarah's nipples, the soreness heightening the feeling until she moaned loudly. Jill moved down taking a nipple between her lips and playing her tongue over it then moved to the other one.
Sarah lay on the settee her feet spread on the floor opening herself up to whatever Jill wanted to do with her. Jill moved her head down and down till she was kneeling on the floor between Sarah's legs running her tongue up her inner thighs, kissing and licking until finally she flicked her tongue over Sarah's bud. The contact made Sarah jump, but Jill knew by the loud moan that it was with pleasure.
Though Jill was not an expert with women she did have a little experience and she used what little knowledge she had to pleasure her friend without any thought for herself, she didn't expect Sarah to reciprocate, just to enjoy. It didn't take long for Sarah to push Jill's head deeper into her wet pussy, as she screamed her orgasm it seemed like it would never stop, panting heavily gasping for air and crying in pleasurable agony until she could scream no more, finally sliding to the floor and curling into a shaking ball.
Jill held her until she stopped shaking and then went and got a large brandy for them to share. She took a sip and then said, "Here, I think you may need this."
Sarah opened her eyes and taking the glass took a deep swallow. "My god what did you do to me, whatever it was your going to have to show me how."
They both burst out laughing. As Jill sat on the settee and looked in awe at the gorgeous woman sitting naked on the floor in front of her she said "Tell me Sarah, What, exactly, were you doing this time last week"
Sarah looked a little puzzled but Jill could see she was trying to remember, then it struck her, "Oh fuck!" She said wide-eyed, "It sees so long ago, it hasn't even been a week has it?"
Jill smiled, "No, but haven't you come a long way?"
"I come a lot." Sarah said, causing another bout of raucous laughter. "God what a week, from timid and sex scared, to what? Sarah the slut."
"Don't say that," Jill said angrily.
"Well let me see." Sarah said with a half smile. "Not only am I sitting here on the floor naked after having sex with a woman. I've been shagged by a man almost half my age, sexually used and abused by another man who was going to share me with his friends. Oh and lets not forget, my husband has left me, not bad, not bad at all for a weeks work." She was still smiling but Jill could see she was unsure of how she felt about it all.
"Yes Sarah not bad, but can you honestly tell me you didn't enjoy it all, you have already said that if Dave had brought his friends in you would have done as he told you, and I know you enjoyed it with Mike and you said you did with me as well, so be honest, what was wrong with it."
"Oh you were fantastic and so was Mike." She said with a smile, "But Dave worries me, not him but the way I felt. I was horrified at the end but I was the one that instigated it. Even the thought of being caught in the shop I found exciting, though not at the time. One things for sure though, he will never have me again."
"You're not going back there?" Jill said, shocked.
"I don't have much choice." Sarah said walking over to the table, "Mike has drawn up these plans to increase the size of the store and I think they are worth looking into. It would certainly increase sales and make us the largest store in the area. I cannot just ignore them. Anyway I can use the opportunity to tease Dave and get my own back on him, Mike on the other hand may find his way into my bed again." She laughed.
Jill smiled and said, "So you're not a slut then?" Sarah thought for a second and then said, "After 20 years with James I have a lot of making up to do, and let's face it I'm not confused anymore, I know I love sex. Seemingly with men or women."
Jill turned to look at Sarah and as they were both looking at the plans that Sarah had laid on the floor there faces were only inches apart, Sarah leaned forward and slowly kissed Jill on the lips. Jill did not need any further encouragement and eagerly responded.
Sarah murmured, "Show me what to do, let me please you"
Jill stood up and took Sarah's hand leading her upstairs to the bedroom. For the next hour the two women explored each other's bodies, even Jill learnt some new tricks. Then they had a bath together and as Sarah made coffee Jill said, "I think we need to visit a sex shop, buy you some toys and maybe some clothes."
"What do you mean? 'Toys'" Sarah said quizzically.
"You'll see, but not today. The day is nearly over so just chill out and we can shop tomorrow."
