Chapter 3

Sharon's Story

It was nearly the weekend — yet another beautiful Friday afternoon in San Diego, but all that Sharon could think about was the conversation from lunch. She'd gone to a local pub with Jackie, her friend from work, to have a quick meal, enjoy a glass of wine or two, and commiserate about men. Sharon and Jackie had been having these chats for months now.

As soon as Jackie had joined the company, Sharon had recognized her as someone who seemed like a lot of fun, even if she technically was Sharon's boss. She certainly spoke her mind and she enjoyed the occasional girls-only martini night. They had also been able to share their frustrations and thoughts over trying to find men in the city. Sharon had the advantage of knowing the local scene and Jackie the drive from being energized by her move across the country.

After some initial setbacks, Jackie had done in-depth research on online dating services and she'd been so thorough and enthusiastic about one company, MPC Dating, that she'd even convinced Sharon to join with her. Unfortunately, those early and enthusiastic days were months old and neither one of them had had any luck at all. They exchanged theories that it was maybe the tone or maybe the content of their information and profiles that was keeping them from generating any significant feedback.

Sharon was willing to admit that she was average in most areas — medium height, medium build, not fat but no anorexic model either — but she had always been proud of her curly black hair and piercing green eyes. These details were striking to her, but it seemed that men were looking for something a bit less subtle perhaps.

At lunch, while discussing this injustice, one glass of wine had turned into two and then three. It was about halfway through the third glass when Sharon had surprised herself a bit with the joke that if neither of them had any luck with men soon they should give that gender up as lost and just hook up together. They'd shared a raucous laugh over it, but now hours later, Sharon found the thought was still rolling around in her head.

She hadn't really had those kinds of thoughts before, and while she'd appreciated the attractiveness of certain women she'd never been attracted to a woman before. Before? Was she now? She was confusing herself with logical circles. It didn't help that she found herself letting her eyes linger over Jackie's body as she stopped by at the end of the day to say a quick goodbye. And was that a gleam in her eye? It was a look reminded Sharon of the enthusiastic gleam that Jackie used to have about her personal life when they first started their search in earnest. Maybe Jackie was thinking about their conversation as well.

Through the evening and even through her Saturday errands, Sharon found that her thoughts kept coming back to the idea of her and Jackie together. She knew they'd have lots of fun together as they already did — their loud laughter tended to fill bars and pool halls. She wondered what the sex would be like. If Jacquelyn was her superior at work would that carry though into the bedroom, or would Sharon reverse the roles and twist up Jackie's hair in her fingers and push her mouth hard into her trembling, glistening pussy. "Wow," she laughed to herself, "where did that come from?" Sharon was in the middle of a clothing store and she actually had gotten herself blushing with her own imagination — and her imagination was a bit foul-mouthed.

She'd given Jackie a call to see was interested in joining her at the mall but there was no answer — perhaps she was off doing some retail therapy of her own. On her own, the trip was enjoyable and not too damaging as she only purchased a couple staples — can you have too many white stretch t's? She stopped off at the grocery store to stock up on a few items and then she was back home to relax.

By now her imagination was really spiraling. She had moved to seeing herself towering over a quivering Jackie who was dripping with lust. Their bodies would stick together with sweat and their lips would be sticky with each others nectar. Sharon shook her head, trying to set her mental processes back in order. She couldn't help but notice that she was physically aroused with all these new thoughts, and there was certainly a heat and wetness building inside her favorite pair of jeans.

Somehow she'd gotten to a Saturday night without any plans, but an idea struck her. If she wanted to try out some of these new fantasies, why not make some use of that useless dating service. She remembered from an earlier investigation that one section of the site had a chat room she could look around in. She'd have to change up a few things in her profile first, as her fantasy image of herself was developing a certain character that might appeal to someone. She knew there was supposed to be a guarantee on this service that all the profiles were accurate, but they were supposed to provide her with more than frustration and feelings of inadequacy, so she didn't care too much about their guarantees or promises.

She logged in. The chat room was in their "Intimate Encounters" section, and she soon discovered than in addition to the revisions that she'd planned to make, there was a lot more detail requested for this area, so she'd have even more work for her recently oversexed imagination. She didn't mind, since it was around this time she was even wondering if Jackie herself might see her online and be tempted.

She brought up the full profile window, and started entering in the information for what she was calling her amazon-lesbian-sex-queen persona.

MEASUREMENTS? 37DD-23-35

GLASSES/CONTACTS? None

HEIGHT? 6 foot 1 inches

WEIGHT? 120 lbs

HAIR COLOR? BLACK

BODY HAIR? None

TAN? Light tan

PIERCINGS? Ears, navel, tongue

TATTOOS? none

BODY SENSITIVITY — BREASTS (1-10)? 9

BODY SENSITIVITY — NIPPLES (1-10)? 9

BODY SENSITIVITY — LABIA (1-10)? 9

BODY SENSITIVITY — CLITORIS (1-10)? 10

DESIRE FOR ORAL SEX (1-10)? 10

DESIRE FOR VAGINAL SEX (1-10)? 10

DESIRE FOR ANAL SEX (1-10)? 7

ATTRACTION TO MEN IN GENERAL (1-10)? 5

ATTRACTION TO WOMEN IN GENERAL (1-10)? 10

DOMINANCE TOWARDS OTHERS (1-10)? 10

SUBMISSIVENESS TOWARDS OTHERS (1-10)? 2

OPENNESS TOWARDS SEXUAL EXPERIMENTATION (1-10)? 10

OTHER COMMENTS?

Mistress Sharon is a strong, imaginative and caring Mistress to her girls; she guides their bodies and minds to new levels of pleasure. She takes her own pleasure from their beauty, obedience, lust and desire. She has almost a sixth sense in knowing what will drive them wild. When they submit she enjoys a near complete control over them, to their great joy.

Sharon looked at the screen and smiled, trying to form a mental picture. She decided to get a bit naughtier yet and make a quick trip to her bedroom. She returned to the computer a few moments later in flowing silk pajamas over her sexiest black lace lingerie over her favorite little toy: a "dolphin" vibrator that strapped on and rested just over her clitoris. Once it got to humming it could drive her to a very personal heaven.

Now that she felt properly dressed and prepared, she logged into the chat room and Mistress Sharon made her debut and started looking around. Much as she assumed others were doing, she'd read along with the chatting and check out the profiles for the others she saw chatting and lurking. She set her vibe to a low hum, and the soft buzzing along with the feel of the lingerie on her body kept her in a wonderful mood.

She managed to engage a couple of women in conversation that moved to private chats. It wasn't quite what Sharon had hoped for as an active workout for the new lusts she was discovering, but she certainly enjoyed it. At a certain point, however, the lateness of the hour, the slight disappointment in the level of eroticism of the chatting, one too many interruptions by horny men and the desire to personally finish off what the vibe had started led her to sign off and head for bed. She decided to save her profile, just in case.

She stripped herself bare, but for the dolphin, and lay back in her satin sheets — another personal luxury she'd allowed herself. With her hands on her breasts and between her thighs, her fingers joined in with the action provided by the vibe. Soon she was writhing happily with her pussy warm and wet and her nipples stiff and tingling. She tried to fill her head with fantasies with girls from the evening's chatting but it wasn't long before it was Jackie's face between her thighs. She gave in and pictured her friend and boss restrained in leather with her tongue working eagerly. She screamed out loud as her orgasm hit and she writhed energetically on the bed. Purring as it receded, she unstrapped the dolphin and covered herself up with the sheets and drifted off to further dreams.