Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 2: Pamela's N - Sex Stories

Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 2: Pamela's N

Pamela Mainwaring sat in a bar about five miles from her home and looked at her watch. Her husband was probably balls deep in the little strumpet she'd picked out for him by now and Pamela hoped that by the time her phone beeped announcing the "all clear" signal he would be sated enough for her to risk the bedroom without fear of being mauled. She shook her head. It really was amazing. She looked at her watch again and took a sip of her scotch. She stared into the dark amber fluid and waited. "Pamela?" Pamela turned and saw the person she'd been waiting for. "Sadie?" "In the flesh. And it's Darla - Sadie is just my screen name," the well put together redhead said as she took the stool next to Pamela's and sat down, putting her clutch purse on the bar. Darla had waist length red hair, a face full of freckles, long legs, a great ass, a million giga-watt smile, and what most men would describe as a `nice rack.' Her profile pictures hadn't done her justice by a long shot. "I'll have what she's having," Darla said as the bartender placed a napkin in front of her. "It's nice to finally meet you," she added. "Yes, same here. My plan is to meet all of the women I procure for my husband before he does. And in your case, I have something of an ulterior motive." "Oh?" "Yes. Something about your profile intrigued me and I wanted to find out more." "And if you like my answers, am I going to get to meet this randy hubby of yours?" "All in good time, my dear. All in good time." "Good, ...

... because my husband has the opposite problem. He hasn't given me so much as a pickle tickle for at least two years." "God, I wish we could have them meet in the middle. With about half the sex drive, Sean would be the perfect mate." Darla laughed. Pamela joined in. "OK, so why am I here? You said something about my profile intriguing you?" "Yes." Pamela hesitated, not clear on how to proceed. "And?" "I'm curious about something," Pamela started. Darla grinned. "Ever been with another woman, Pamela?" Pamela looked down, embarrassed. She'd noticed that "Sexysadie61"'s profile indicated that she was bi-sexual and enjoyed sex with women as much as she enjoyed sex with men. Over the past few years, Pamela had started recalling some of the curiosity she had once had, as an adolescent, about lesbian sex. She also remembered a few d***ken sessions in her dorm room with her beautiful Swedish roommate Sigrid and how wonderful it felt to be touched by another woman - those sessions were all one way affairs and she'd never touched or tasted another woman's sex. Sober, however, she'd felt disgusted with herself and had never acted on those urges again. And, then, around her 55th birthday, she'd started having dreams. Dreams of herself and Sigrid entwined in a tight embrace, kissing and touching - the dreams had been very passionate. In those dreams she'd returned Sigrid's caresses and licks and was fully involved in sharing pleasure. "You have, haven't you? Little college fling perhaps," Darla ...