Chapter 2

Upon graduation, Rob Andrews had been offered a position at one of the large banks in the city. He enjoyed his job immensely, was successful early, and was promoted rapidly. After a few years, he enrolled in a graduate program, receiving his M.B.A. in finance three years later. His promotions and salary continued to increase. After finishing his graduate degree, he felt that they could afford to buy a larger house that was more appropriate to their lifestyle and income. After looking at several available at the time, they settled on a four thousand square foot two story home with nearly three acres of grass and flower gardens.

Amanda was quite pleased with their acquisition, believing that it was indeed appropriate for their "station in life" as she once described the home to her mother. Yes, it was large for just the three of them, she agreed, but Rob had promised her full time cleaning help, and a cook for the week ends, as a beginning. Besides, she had told her mother, young Cindy, their daughter would be starting school in the fall, and by moving now, would not have to make friends in a new school, all over again.

In the early years since buying the house, Amanda, usually with little Cindy tagging alongside, had spent many, many days in the city, several in New York, and had twice gone to Paris, without Cindy, shopping for just the right furniture and accessories for their home. Eight years later, having decided to redecorate most of their home, Amanda once again began visiting the stores of only the best designers. On extended trips, she would be accompanied by Stephanie, one of her old collegiate friends, and they would spend their evening hours talking, many times about the challenges of motherhood and marriage. It was during one of these evening discussions that Amanda became convinced that she had been continually deprived of sexual satisfaction. She admitted to Stephanie that since marrying Rob, she has only achieved an orgasm two or three times a year.

This admission was immediately followed by an outpouring of tears and a corresponding embrace by Stephanie. The embrace became more than comforting as Stephanie began kissing Amanda, first on the neck, then tenderly on each cheek and then on her lips. The kiss was returned, certainly not refused, and the two women soon found themselves laying on the bed in the hotel room, with Stephanie's hands moving quickly, caressing Amanda's breasts until she felt her nipples harden.

Without thinking about what was really happening, Amanda allowed herself to be undressed by Stephanie who quickly followed suit. Naked, together on the bed, Stephanie resumed her caresses, expanding her efforts to kissing Amanda's breasts, sucking her nipples and pulling them roughly with her lips, but taking care not to bite them. Her hand was gliding through Amanda's pubic hair, teasing the hair, brushing back and forth, drawing outlines with a fingernail and then finally moving to her labia, splitting them and running her finger up to locate her clit. Although she did not yet realize it, Amanda was far more excited than she had been in several years. Her personal fluids were flooding her vagina, almost running out and down her skin. Stephanie was tormenting Amanda's clit, pinching it between her thumb and forefinger, then twisting it, pulling it, and rolling it over and over. When Stephanie moved down and positioned her body between the wide spread legs before her, the tension in Amanda's body increased tenfold.