Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
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Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - With a cloud of naughty erotica hanging overhead, can Margaret, a woman with a past she doesn’t want to remember, find peace in her new life as a rich wife, or will a conflict with her stepson’s new girlfriend and a friend from her past unravel the new world she wants to become a part of? From the best-selling author of Potential and Attic Voyeur: The Incest Next Door.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Fiction First Masturbation Oral Sex
“You’ve got a lot of pictures of her.” Samantha kept swiping through Margaret’s gallery. “You and her at the beach, by the pool, out shopping, at Six Flags. Seems like you should know each other by now. Hasn’t she told you anything about her past?”
Margaret had been spending a lot of time with Jennifer since Anthony went to work in the family business. The girl filled the void in her life when Andre was away, the way Tony had years before.
Margaret felt so close to Jennifer at times, like she really knew her, except Jennifer avoided talking about her past and what Margaret knew she wasn’t sure she believed. It seemed manufactured. “Some, but not a lot, and I don’t want her to feel like I’m interrogating her. She might tell Anthony. That’s why I’m asking you to help me.”
“Alright, you convinced me.”
“Thank you.”
“What are old friends for.” Samantha leaned across the console and kissed Margaret’s cheek. “I better get going.”
Margaret waited until Samantha got into her Honda before driving away from her friend. There wasn’t anybody left in Margaret’s life who she had known longer, yet they barely saw each other and lived worlds apart. That was telling of the life that Margaret now lived.
On her way home, Margaret thought about what Samantha said, “That’s not like you.” It seemed that Samantha knew her better than Margaret knew herself lately. Why would she want to uncover Jennifer’s past?
Margaret drove up the bleached-white concrete driveway that arched between the fountain and the mansion. She passed a red Corvette Stingray and a widebody hellcat Dodge Challenger and parked in front of Jennifer’s second-hand Toyota Camry.
Most of the staff had nicer cars than Jennifer, and Anthony would have let her drive one of the many cars in the stable, but she insisted on putting that eyesore in front of the house. Thinking about it made Margaret smile.
Their favorite cars in the drive didn’t mean they were home. For sure, Andre wasn’t. He was somewhere in Europe finalizing a takeover of some company Margaret knew nothing about. Lily, one of the live-in staff, greeted Margaret in the foyer. She handed the woman her keys and handbag and told Lily she didn’t need anything else. “Is anybody here,” Margaret asked, knowing Lily would understand who she meant.
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