The Phases of One's Life
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Chapter 51: Relaxing With Friends, New and Old – Kate IV.1 – Saturday (Day After Reception)
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 51: Relaxing With Friends, New and Old – Kate IV.1 – Saturday (Day After Reception) - 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
This was the third day in a row I woke with Riko curled up next to me. Usually in the morning I woke alone. Daphne was almost always up. Waking with Riko wrapped around me was nice. The last couple days when I woke up I would wake her. Today I decided to just lie here feeling her next to me with an arm and leg across me. Daphne was up already; what she would be doing without her kitchen to play in, I wasn’t sure.
Riko finally stirred after what I thought was a half hour. I didn’t think I had fallen back to sleep, but her hand had magically moved from my waist to a breast. So, maybe I did doze off again. I turned my head to face her. Her eyes were open. She blinked a couple times and said, “Where did my bones go?”
From the doorway came, “Someone sounds relaxed. Did we have a good evening?”
Riko just rolled onto her back with a big smile.
“That’s what I thought you would say.” Daphne said, trying not to laugh. There was a knock at the door. As she left to answer, she ordered, “Put something on, both of you.”
At that, I was the one that let out a little whine. Riko was still lying there with a big smile. I got up on an elbow looking down at her smiling face and said, “Oh, shut up.” That made her laugh. I gave her a quick peck and rolled out of bed.
Daphne called from the other room, “Food just arrived. Come eat before you two distract each other.”
It looked like Daphne had ordered one of everything from the breakfast menu. That turned out to be lucky because we were all ravenous. We hadn’t finished eating when Tina arrived. The first thing Daphne said to her was, “You’re not wearing that.” She didn’t mean it as a question. And Tina didn’t take it as one. She simply gave a grim “Wonderful.”
Tina joined us around the table grabbing some fruit to snack on. We all started chatting when Tina gave Riko an appraising look. She noticed Riko’s, shall we say, glow and relaxed state. She made the same comment as Daphne, “Did someone have a good evening? Looks like you had an even better night than it sounded.”
Tina then gave me a look saying, “And it looks she thanked you properly.”
“And then some,” Daphne added.
After the knowing laugh died down, Daphne declared it time to get dressed. It didn’t take long to get ready. We all dressed in the master. That was where Daphne laid out all our clothes.
We all dressed similarly — skirts and tops that hugged our figures. I was in a pink cashmere sweater and gray knee-length skirt. We attracted attention even though no one was showing any skin at all. I guess it didn’t matter when the clothes you’re wearing highlighted and emphasized your female qualities.
Everyone was in good spirits as we left the building. Again gathering a bit of attention. We had been walking and chatting getting near the parade site when someone called out “Val.” I could tell Tina recognized the voice. Val was the name her colleagues at the FBI called her. Tina gave a little grimace. The way she was dressed she did not look very FBI-professional. She said hello and introduced the man as “ASAC Jensen,” obviously hoping everyone would catch on that he was one of her superiors. Then switching to his first name, Tim, she asked how he was doing. They shook hands. Tina took a more stiff-backed posture, I think trying to look more professional, but it only made her bust more prominent.
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