New Year's Eve: Part 5 - Sex Stories

New Year's Eve: Part 5

... look at. I didn't tell them everything about my life, but I did mention Michelle and I were a couple and that I had a stepdaughter about to graduate from high school.

Everett was in construction as a project manager. He was fit, dark, and handsome and I guessed around thirty. I didn't ask about his breakup, and he didn't volunteer any information.

When midnight rolled around, everyone paired off to kiss. Michelle and I found a nice quiet corner, whispered a few 'I love yous' and kissed. I think we lingered a little too long because Trey started making comments. We laughed along with everyone else, and I blushed crimson.

Before we left, Jen and Caroline approached Michelle and me and asked if we'd like to attend Caroline's recital later this month. It was a benefit for Jen's school. Michelle said we'd love to attend, so we exchanged numbers and said goodnight.

When we arrived back at Michelle's, we went to sleep. It had been a long, fun night, and we were both tired.

On Saturday morning, we broke out Kimmie and made love. Then we showered and returned to bed to cuddle and use Kimmie again.

After lunch, I stayed at Michelle's until heading back home. I expected Megan to be there, but I assumed she was still at Mika's. I smiled, hoping things had taken a good turn for them both, then started laundry.

Megan did text me later that afternoon and said she was still at Mika's and would be home Sunday. I smiled and sent her heart and winking emojis, hoping she ...

... wouldn't show Mika. Megan sent back blushing emojis, and I laughed.

I couldn't wait until she got home to tell me all about it.

Megan

Christmas was both memorable and forgettable. Mom, Michelle, and I had a very exhausting day. I learned quite a few things from them, but I'd have to lie if I were ever asked how I knew them.

During Winter break, I was spending a lot of my free time trying to decide on the local community college or a university. I liked the community college idea because I could stay close to home. But, a four-year program would allow me to be on my own. A private university would be nice, and there was one in town, but tuition was way above what Dad had left me for college.

Since meeting Mika, she and I have become best friends. I met her parents and Mika's son, Noa, who was the cutest little boy ever. I wasn't used to having a best friend; most of the girls I hung out with I'd considered only as friends. Nobody I'd tell my innermost thoughts to. Mika was different; we talked about things that frustrated us at school, friends, families, and the world. We discovered more things we had in common and talked about our dreams.

Mom was good to bounce things off of, yet despite our close relationship, there were a few things I didn't want to discuss with her or ask about. Michelle was lovely, intelligent, and a good listener, but her opinions were close to Mom's. Mika was non-judgmental and played devil's advocate with me, and I reciprocated.

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