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Karen and I lay entwined in front of the fireplace at her house. Where my journey began. Cuddling in the post-coital afterglow, I was just so warm and felt so safe. How could I have NOT done any of this?
I looked at the ring Karen gave me. It was on my hand opposite from where my wedding ring and engagement ring used to be. She called it a "coming-out-happy-divorce" present.
"Are you excited," she asked.
"Of course. It's a big change for me. Who wouldn't be excited?"
"Yeah, but you'll love it. He's paying for it. Right?"
"Yeah. It was a two-part thing. The official papers say he's willing to pay for my college education up to and including a B.A. I have to maintain a certain G.P.A. and everything. It's actually what we did with the girls."
"Well," said Karen, "at least he wants to make sure you're motivated."
"Yeah. The other part is Carol. I have to keep helping her cope. I can't believe she'd developed a crush on me through messing around with Daniel. But then, how many girls at school will be able to say that they can make sure their divorce agreement stays rock solid by fooling around with their ex-husband's new wife?"
"Not many."
"Not many? What do you mean 'many'?"
"Never rule anything out, sweetie. Oh, did you get the message from Emma?"
"Oh, yeah. She's gonna help us tomorrow."
"Is Caroline still kind of freaked?"
"Well, both the girls are freaked. Emma can just put it aside if she needs to. Caroline needs time. After all, if you're in college or just getting out on your own, imagine what it does to you and your self-identity to have your parents split up. Add to that the fact that they split up because one of them's gay? You question yourself. But, she'll work through it."
"Now, you're sure you like that better than the other option?"
"What," I replied. "Tell them that their father was sleeping with the secretary? No. I can tell they're both straight, or relatively straight. We tell them that Dad was schtupping Carol and that just happened to start before we broke up. They'll have problems with men for a long time. If they were stone cold dykes, maybe. But they're far from it. I know them. They can accept me with women a lot better than the alternative. I just have to remember the house rules."
"House rules?"
"Daniel and I did it when they came home with dates and boyfriends. 'You can put your arm around each other.' 'No excessive kissing.' 'No tongue kissing.' 'No stroking each other's arms or legs.' All the rules for living in the public area without making everyone else puke. And, since we didn't let them close their doors while the guys were here, they were rules for the bedroom too. So, while they can't follow me into the bedroom, I'll try not to get too lovey-dovey with them around."
"Like this?" Karen kissed me slowly.
I smiled. "Yeah. Or like this." I bent my neck and sucked her hard, swollen nipple into my mouth and nursed for a few moments.
"Oh, O.K. I'll have to remember that."
"Plus," I kissed her lips. softly. sensually, "Carol knows that I'm willing to play around with her as long as everyone thinks she wasn't with Daniel before they got together. Also, Daniel can never know about us."
"Really?"
"Goes back to the girls. 'My wacky mother the lesbian! Stealing Dad's new wife! Shameful!' Plus, I don't dislike Daniel enough to twist the knife. Carol loves him. She'd go nuts if she was with women all the time."
"What about you?"
"Me? I'd go nuts if I wasn't with women. I've gone for far too long without. You helped show me that."
Kiss. She caressed my face. Kiss. "My pleasure." Downward she went. Face. Neck. Chest. My fingers through her hair. Thick hair. Beautiful.
"You are so beautiful, Karen. You have no idea how gorgeous you are." She smiled. "Really, you are." She kissed down my belly and took her place between my legs. "Those eyes. That smile. Those -"
"Shhhhhh! You college girls never know when to shut up. When a girl's going down on you, baby, more moanin' and less chattin'. O.K.?" She smiled so radiantly! I smiled back.
"O.K."
"What?"
"I mean - Oooooohhhh!" We giggled for another couple of minutes before she got back to the task she had foremost in her mind. I arched my back as she took my legs and placed them over her shoulders. The wet, warm lips met my sex and I felt her loving tongue inside of me. My toes curled.
As she tongued me, my mind wandered in the haze of sensation and passion. Images of the past few months. Karen. Mila and Katherine. Jackie and Iliana. Carol. Let's not forget the occasional lone woman. The feelings I'd never paid attention to. The longing to touch a woman. The longing to kiss a woman. The longing to be naked with a woman in bed and spooning and making love for days on end. The girls in my dreams telling me where to go and what to do. The thought of a woman consciously deciding to have a baby with another woman instead of getting knocked up because she doesn't know what she's doing.
My mind raced and I couldn't hold on to any thoughts. All I knew was the sensation of my dearest Karen inside of me. Her tongue. Her fingers. Her hot breath burning my flesh. "Pussy," I blurted out. "Pussy."
Karen's eyes popped up. "Huh?"
"I need your pussy against mine. Please!?!"
Karen immediately got up and wrapped my legs around her waist as she pushed her sex against mine and crushed her bosom against mine. For all the things women can do in sex, I loved this the best. Clit to clit. Nipple to nipple. Karen thrust her pussy against mine. The friction from our pubic hair was subtle, but I was so sensitive that that's all I could stand. I knew I'd explode. I knew there'd be a mess to clean up, but DAMN! A light wind could have set me off.
The passion had finally gotten to me. That's when I lose composure.
"Come on you fucking cunt. Fuck me. Cum on my pussy. Let me cum on yours. I just want you to fuck me. All I've ever wanted. To feel your wet pussy against me and those luscious tits against mine. I'm such a fucking whore when it comes to you. I want you to cum and I want to cum for you. I'd do it all. I'd do everything..". I continued and soon interspersed the ramblings with moans and cries of joy.
White light and I'm on campus with the three girls from the dreams. There's even a young man waiting in the wings. I'm not sure what's up, but I know it's a short message. I have that feeling.
"You go. You learn. You come back. Things to do. No questions." Katherine said it all matter of factly.
I wasn't about to argue.
My climax peaked at the same time Karen's did, so we were both awash in excitement and fatigue.
I wished that I didn't have to leave for school, but I knew that if it was going to be worth it, I should live on my own in the dorm. At least that's what the girls said. Karen, however, had been so good to me that I didn't want to leave. Trust in messages left by strange phantom women. Go.
Besides, I didn't think I'd NOT SEE HER. I'd be back. That's what the girls in the dream said.
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