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Coffee

by Deirdre

Copyright© 1999 by Deirdre

Erotica Sex Story:

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa   Consensual   Lesbian   .

It was my first day at home all to myself--after 8 years with preschoolers, this was the first day that they were both in school! I was saving this day to relax and do nothing. Sure, I knew I may well be bored in a few months... weeks... days... I don't know. But when that time came, I would look for a job. In the mean time, I would keep the house going without the kids underfoot and, well, do anything I pleased.

Outside the window I saw Sharon walking down the street. Sharon is my best friend in the neighborhood. I was free, I could just go say hi to Sharon! Walk with her, even, and see what she was up to. I went out and greeted her. She stopped to say "Hello". I asked her were she was going. She said she was going to Helen's house for coffee. I didn't really know Helen though I'd seen her. It struck me that I ought to get to know my neighbors better. I felt a little pushy, but I told her I'd come along. I knew I couldn't afford to be shy if I wanted to get to know the neighbors better.

Sharon didn't sound enthusiastic, which surprised me--that wasn't like Sharon. She said Helen wouldn't be expecting me. She didn't give me any specific reason not to come, though, so I persisted. Finally she gave in. We talked as we walked down the block and around the corner to Helen's house.

When we entered Helen's house, a lot of the women of the neighborhood were there. I was surprised--it seemed like they all knew each other well, and met often like this. It made me wonder why Sharon wasn't more willing to invite me along. But Helen was very friendly, telling me to stay, and introducing me to all the others. Most were sitting around the kitchen table, which was rather large. Soon we were all sitting around, drinking coffee and gossiping.

I noticed Helen had a deck of cards. That struck me as a little strange. She shuffled, then started dealing out the cards. The women must play some sort of card game. She stopped after dealing just one card to each of us. All the women immediately turned over their cards. They wanted me to turn over my card too, so I did. Then, one woman complained that it was too soon to be her turn. I didn't know what she meant. The others all protested her complaints. I looked at her card. I realized it was the lowest card of any of ours. I asked Sharon what it was all about. I'm not sure she heard my question.

The woman's name was Amy. She seemed rather young and had a very striking figure--I'm sure any man would have been sneaking glances at her. Helen got up and led her out of the room. All the other women resumed their conversation, but some started talking to another of the women, telling her to go. I didn't know where they wanted her to go. Her name was Lianne. After she left, I realized she had the highest card of any of us.

We kept talking, though I still wondered exactly what was going on. In 10 or 15 minutes, Lianne returned. Everyone told me it was my turn. It turned out my card was second highest. They could see I was confused and simply told me to go upstairs. They wouldn't tell me what it was all about. I went upstairs. Helen was there. She took me to a door and told me to go in.

The shade was drawn and it was dark except for candle light. Amy was there. She was nude! She was nude and blindfolded, laying on her stomach on an ottoman! Her hands were handcuffed behind her and her legs were cuffed together too! There were whips and paddles laying around! I stood there with my mouth open staring. Then I darted for the door.

Outside the door, I ran into Helen. I told her I wasn't interested in this. I told her to let Amy go. I told her I was leaving. Helen wouldn't have it. She told me everything was OK, that it was Amy's choice. She told me that Amy wanted it. She said all I would have to do is paddle Amy a little, or something like that. She dragged me back in. She asked Amy what she wanted. Amy said "Please whip me". She asked Amy if she liked it. Amy said "Yes".

 
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