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The Cuckquean Ch. 02 - Butch Desires

... Cillian's, but she doubted it would button over Leslie's extensive paunch. Taking the clothes, she returned to the kitchen.

Tina was applying some rub she'd found in Jemima's pantry to the lamb steaks as Angela, chattering away as usual, finished the mixed salad. As Jemima arrived, Angela sprinkled a balsamic vinegar mix over the chopped tomatoes, parsley and mushrooms. Jemima handed out the dry garments and poured white wines for her and Angela.

Tina quickly stripped, revealing tiny breasts and the most enormous nipples that Jem and Ange had ever seen. Self-conscious of her large nipples and lime slice-sized areolae, Tina swiftly pulled Jemima's T-shirt on and put on and did up her button-down shirt. She then peeled her wet silk boxers off and gratefully donned the briefs. Tina didn't bother putting her denim shorts back on. Her long, muscular legs looked very enticing beneath the boy-cut briefs she'd borrowed.

Cillian boxers did an admirable job of stretching over Leslie's extensive ass. It clung to her 'cock', emphasising every vein and ridge. Cillian's shirt fitted across Leslie's shoulders, but the ends needed to be tied under her remnant breasts because the buttons didn't go close to meeting their holes. Jemima took the wet clothes to her laundry and put them in the dryer so they'd be ready for the women to wear home. Jem knew Ange would stay for the weekend, and she hoped Leslie would, too. But she didn't know if Tina would even stay the night.

Jemima ...

... joined the others in the outside alcove. Grinning when she saw Angela perched on Leslie's expansive lap and exchanging long, passionate kisses with the heavily built, masculine-looking woman. Jemima picked up her glass, turned on the sound system, soft jazz played through the area, and sat on the two-person bench close to the BBQ.

Tina's eyes met Jemima's. When Tina was sure Jemima was paying attention, she flicked her eyes to where Leslie and Angela sat. "The young pussy sniffer seems taken with our friend," Tina stated, too quietly for Ange and Leslie to hear.

"Who knows?" Jemima replied equally quietly, watching Tina work. Growing up in Australia and marrying a voracious, almost carnivore, sportsman had long since removed Jem's aversion to meat. She still maintained her 'no beef' diet, though. "It may even be love."

"I doubt it," Tina replied gruffly as she began setting the lamb steaks on the grill. She'd raked the embers into an even covering along the BBQ's base, ensuring an even cooking heat across its length. "Pussy lickers like that are only interested in one thing: The excitement of the here and now. After a couple of weeks, she'll have had her fill of butch lesbian sex and stop returning Leslie's calls, breaking my friend's poor fragile heart all over again."

"Yeah, that doesn't sound like my Angela," Jemima denied. "If she dates Leslie for a time and then decides it isn't for her, she'll tell Leslie herself and try to let her down gently."

"Still means ...