"Clare" - Chapter 10:- “The Thursday Interlude” - Sex Stories

"Clare" - Chapter 10:- “The Thursday Interlude”

When I woke on Thursday, a sizeable chunk of me was relieved that I had nothing planned for the day. I needed a night in and time to think, especially about what Karen had said last night.

But above all, today, I needed to talk to David and hear his voice. I wanted the reassurance that he would be there for me when he returned from his and Sarah’s holiday in Crete.

The house was empty, apart from my sister, who was moping in the front room, watching television. With her occupied, I had time to reflect and analyse last night. It also gave me the chance to read the dancing lessons literature. When I did so, my pussy was only too keen to remind me how much fun it would be todancewith Millie. Last night there had been a lot of flirtation and suggestion but nothing more.

It was true; I did want to start dancing again, maybe not to the level I had attained before. I used to practice four days a week. Now, I was only interested in doing it for fun and fitness; there certainly wouldn’t be any dancing competitions. That part of my life was over.

But dancing costs money.Could I afford the fees?I knew the answer was no.

Then there was Millie. We had flirted, but if I slept with her as implied to get reduced dance lesson fees, would I lose Karen?

Last night had shown me that Karen was not Jaz, Brenda, or even Paula, the three ladies with whom I had already had sex with. All three of them had something in common. They didn’t care if I slept with other women, and with ...

... Brenda, she demanded that I did so; it was one of her rules.

Karen was different. She was looking for long-term exclusivity and a serious relationship.I knew I wasn’t ready for that!

Would she understand when I told her just that?I hoped so.

The thought of that conversation made me nervous as I did not want to lose her.I liked Karen. There was something about her that attracted me and kept me interested. It wasn’t just her looks; it was the feeling that beneath her skin, there was a cauldron of bubbling naughtiness. But there was one thing that I was certain of, even though she was a virgin, she was far from being innocent.

With time, I hoped she might become open-minded, and let me keep my sexual freedom. I wasn’t going to stop seeing David or Brenda, though not discussed, Karen already knew that!

It was a conversation that would have to wait for another day.

I looked back at the dancing classes leaflets; their cost was surely beyond me. Yes, I could get a job, but that would eat into my free time Or perhaps I could ask for money towards paying for them from David or Brenda.

I smiled.

There wasnot a chance that I would do that… I needed to keep my independence and my freedom, and I certainly didn’t want to be beholden to Brenda. She had already spent a fortune on me. It seemed to be her way. My butch lesbian girlfriend had proved only last night that if she was given half a chance, she would try to take over my life.

The trouble in our house was money ...