The Phases of One's Life
Copyright© 2026 by N.D.Tomes
Chapter 13: A Pizza Party – Kate II .4 – Sunday
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 13: A Pizza Party – Kate II .4 – Sunday - A controlled corporate attorney wakes tied to her own bed by a naked stranger who knows her name and claims it’s “for your own good.” The young woman has been quietly tangled in her life for months—leaving signs, steering events, and creating a strange current between them. What follows is a tense night of revelations about the firm, the last six months, and unsettling supernatural abilities. Dry, first-person, focused on the emotional shift more than explicit detail.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Group Sex Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female First Masturbation Oral Sex
Sunday started pleasantly enough. I woke—or should I say, I was awakened—by Janice curling up next to me, draping a leg over my legs, sliding a hand under my shirt. What followed was the result of us both getting a good night’s sleep. We were both in fine boisterous form. At one point Janice actually called out to Daphne to help. That got me laughing.
When we both lay back, our breathing returning to normal, I said we should shower—it’s Sunday. “I’m surprised Daphne isn’t rushing us already...” The realization that Rachel had slept over last night brought me back to reality with a loud groan. I pulled a confused Janice out of bed, saying, “Rachel’s here.” She caught my meaning immediately. With a pained look, she followed me into the shower.
We came out of the bedroom dressed in our silk robes, just in time to hear Daphne say as she closed the door, “Great, we will meet you there.”
Daphne saw us and, her voice dripping with sarcasm, said, “Oh, you’re up.” Then, walking back to the kitchen and giving both of us a glare, she said, “If you have so much energy in the morning, you have your little workout area.” Then, after a pause, she added, “And I’m not talking about the bed.”
I asked if she noticed. Even Janice looked at me like I was crazy. Quickly correcting, I asked, “What did Rachel say?”
Daphne started to crack eggs into a bowl while Janice and I walked to the kitchen island and took seats. She told us Rachel seemed unfazed at first. But, when I became a little loud, she said, “Kate said they worked together well. I never realized how well.” Groaning, I put my head on the table.
Daphne then said, “Don’t worry, I covered for you.” Then, as she scrambled the eggs, she said, “It was more that Janice has a snake for a tongue. Any woman would react that way.” It was Janice’s turn to groan and put her head on the table.
Frowning, I looked at Daphne. She was again naked except for her apron. In a very annoyed tone, I asked, “What did she think of your housekeeping uniform?”
She thought the apron was a good idea, was Daphne’s response. Janice and I both glared. “You can ask her yourself at church later. She will be meeting us there.” Janice and I scoffed in unison.
Daphne fed us and while we ate, she laid out clothes for Janice and me. She dressed while we ate. After we were done we went to dress. It turned out Daphne had laid out the white flowered dress I wore the first time—the one in the picture. Janice had a light blue dress with white flowers. We came out and told each other we looked nice. Janice said she still felt strange wearing a garter to church. Daphne wore another simple light gray dress. She told us we looked very respectable. But she still thought Rachel would recognize us.
When we arrived at church, we were talking to a couple of couples near the door. Rachel walked up and greeted us. She acted perfectly normal. She greeted us, and Daphne introduced her to the other couples. The other couples walked into the church. Daphne grabbed Rachel’s arm and they slowly followed the other couple. Janice and I fell into step behind them. Rachel whispered to Daphne, just loud enough for Janice and me to hear, “I thought you said they would be wearing knee pads for all the praying they’d be doing.” Daphne looked over her shoulder at me, smiling. I let out a silent groan. As we entered the church, Daphne whispered to Rachel, “Locate the fire exits—if either one goes into a confessional, I’m not sure what will happen.” Rachel retorted, “I see a fire extinguisher.”
During the service, Daphne kept pointing out passages in the Bible relating to promiscuity. I never knew there were so many. She showed me the first one, and I returned an exasperated look. She was having none of it. She motioned for me to show Janice. When I did, Janice made a pained face. Daphne pointed out passages on and off through the entire service. By the end, I was ready to join a convent. Janice would have eagerly followed.
We didn’t really talk as we exited the church. We did talk to a few more couples outside. Daphne introduced Rachel to our ever-growing circle of Sunday friends.
When we got to the car and we were all inside, my annoyance with Daphne had ebbed. I simply asked, “Did you have fun?” Daphne replied in a stilted voice, “Did we learn anything today?” I backed the car out, put the car into drive, then gave Daphne a death glare, saying, “Yes, I learned what evil looks like.”
The ride home was silent until Daphne shifted in her seat to look at Janice. Daphne said in a very upbeat tone, “We’re all going out for pizza tonight. To that place your hottie works. Rachel said she will be there. She’s really interested in seeing what the girl looks like.” Janice let out a loud, “What!” Daphne continued, “Don’t worry, I covered for you. I told her you worked for Kate and this morning was part of the job description.” I looked over at Daphne, and she was smiling. I took a quick look at Janice—she was smirking in the back seat and shaking her head.
When we got back to the apartment, the moment the door was closed, Daphne went to the kitchen to make tea. She asked us if we wanted some. Then she started to laugh. Janice asked what was so funny. Daphne, trying not to laugh, said, “Rachel gave me her phone this morning and had me take some pictures of her photobombing you two. She was actually holding a cup of tea, acting like she was watching you two while taking a sip. It was hilarious. Making tea just now reminded me of that.”
“You’re lying,” I said.
Daphne just shrugged and said, “Ask her to show everyone tonight at dinner.” She then declared she was taking a shower. Janice and I looked at each other. Janice said, “We would have heard them or noticed ... something,” but she sounded like she was asking a question.
Janice and I had made our way to the kitchen and started sipping our tea. Daphne went to change out of her dress, leaving Janice and me looking at each other. I could tell she too was trying to remember if either of us looked in the direction of the bedroom door.
I finally said in a firm voice, “I don’t care. Rachel’s an adult.” Janice said, “Right—just because we made love this morning before church there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”
“We are sluts,” I moaned.
We got up shaking our heads to go and change out of our church clothes.
When we came out of the bedroom, Daphne told us she was only making a little snack because she wanted us to have an appetite when we went out that night.
The remainder of the afternoon and early evening passed pleasantly. Janice and I did some work in my home office. We really did work well together. I was finding her legal knowledge and aptitude surpassing that of new associates. When we worked, I always described out loud what and why things were done the way they were. I found it helped me think things through. She apparently had been paying very close attention. Then it dawned on me about the memory boost I got from contact with Daphne—could the same thing be happening with Janice? Could whatever it was that flowed between me and Daphne be affecting Janice when both Daphne and I were touching her? We already knew Janice felt something when the three of us were making love. Did she realize anything? Should I? Questions for later.
It was just turning dark when there was a knock at the door and Daphne called out, “That’s enough, you two. Time to put some clothes on and go.”
Thinking Daphne believed us to be in an amorous position ... I opened the door, speaking in an annoyed voice, “We were working. We are dressed. Thank you...”
I drove to the pizza parlor. It was Sunday evening, and the place was busier than I would have anticipated. But then I looked and saw there were several TVs playing a football game. Daphne didn’t seem to notice. Her eyes were scanning the eating area. She then bumped me and asked, “Is that her?” She was eyeing a pretty brown-haired girl waiting on a table. I told her I believed so.
Sydney came up to us and asked, “Three?” A voice behind us said, “Four.” I looked, and Rachel was walking in. Daphne exclaimed happily, “Good, perfect timing.”
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