Faye 2023

Introduction

My name is Faye Moore; I am twenty eight and was married with two kids. I was married for eight years to Dave, my ex-husband. The divorce went through at the end of 2022. I am attractive not stunning with a 34-26-36 with blond hair (usually in a ponytail) and blue eyes. I try to go to the gym at least three to four times a week to stay in shape. It is my one refuge from work or home these past few years. I started going after my friend from work Sally encouraged me to join her when I complained about having gained weight after the birth of the kids. Sally is just a few years younger than me and goes five days a week and is serious about her fitness. This is my story of the last three years from the end of my marriage to the beginning of a new chapter of my life.

2023

As I was going through my divorce, Sally had encouraged me to experiment, to act on my lesbian fantasies. I had taken to watching lesbian porn when I masturbated as I found it a real turn on. When I did try with a waitress called Camilla, I ended up leaving early before it went anywhere. It was as if I was having a minor panic attack.

When I spoke to my therapist a few days later, she told me "Faye, you are trying to rush the grieving process. You were married for eight years and with your ex-husband since you were a teenager. It's like having a death in the family and needs to be treated as such. Time is a great healer, time to adjust to being a single parent, your new status as a single woman and how other people will see and treat you from now on. Above all else is the emotional roller coaster you will be on for at least six to eight months. The emotional intensity will reach a peak but it could take up to two years, so you must allow yourself some leeway. It is a difficult process and you must recognize that you will have some highs and lows early on. Try to stay positive, talk to close friends when you need too, try to stay healthy and explore other interests."

"It's just that I wanted to kiss her but then panic and didn't know what was happening to me; it was so stupid," I said.

She patted my hand "Your reaction when you kissed that woman may have been exactly the same if you had kissed a man, don't beat yourself up about it. You will get through this, it just takes time."

So that's what I did over the next six months and into the New Year. I still went to the gym and met with Sally for a drink every so often. My new life took a bit of getting used to; it was easy for me to juggle work and life with the kids as I had been the main caregiver all along. No it was that I found myself with more free time. Eventually in March 2023, I signed up for a dating app as I felt I needed to get out more. I found dating had changed quite a bit since I was a teenager. All I had to do was swipe left and right to check out the guys who had posted ads. Most of them were for casual sex but I was looking for the full dating experience. I did go on a few dates but I didn't feel anything for either guy, I knew it wasn't their fault, they were both nice guys. When I mentioned it to Sally on a coffee break after my second date was a flop, she took my phone off me and started to fiddle with it.

"What are you up too?" I asked as she continued to type then took a picture of me.

"Done", was all she said "you are all set up now."

"Set up for what," I asked taking my phone back.

"I have edited your profile and changed the search parameters," Sally said.

I looked at my now changed profile; it said I was bi and looking to meet a guy or a girl for a date that I was looking for new experiences.

"What the hell Sal," I said slightly annoyed.

"Faye, you have tried dating and felt nothing at least this way you might get to meet someone, who wants to go out on a date and have sex. You have been living like a nun whose been protecting her virtue. You need sex, with a guy or a girl then you can think about dating. Live a little, sow you're oats then you will know for sure what you really want. As it's a sex date you are under no pressure, you don't need to impress just hook up, sleep with him or her and even if you aren't bisexual, who cares you might have some fun and enjoy it. Try it please, what's the worst thing that could happen," she asked.

"Go on a sex date with a serial killer."

"Look I use this app all the time for hook ups, I know it's a bit different but you will be the one choosing who to go with. You don't have to worry about any social awkwardness or meeting the person in the flesh until you have decided to actually go through with it. Either you can pick someone you think is attractive or someone picks you. Message each other, exchange numbers and then take it from there. Just give it a chance, "Sally said.

"OK," I said.

"Also remember dating women is different to dating guys," she said.

"What do mean?" I asked.

"Well women will make more of an effort, will put more into it but look for more out of it. I date girls that look nice, who make an effort and in turn they expect me to put myself out. A Guy's idea of a date is to answer your questions with generic answers, not to make a mistake and when it comes to sex is to turn up with a hard on and expect to be looked after. A woman will take the time to pick a place, care about how she looks and will have a two way conversation with you and in regards to sex; it's about touching, feeling and stimulation. What you put in is what you will get out of it. Now that's not to say there aren't women who just want a hook up for some casual sex but at least they advertise it and make it known," she said.

"OK, something to think about," I replied.

"Look, forget about it and wait till you get home then look through some of the women who have profiles up and see who you like, then message them. You might also have some replies to your profile by the time you get home. Who knows you might be eating pussy or sucking a cock sooner than you think," Sally said.

"Oh, thanks' for that image," I said.

Later that evening after the kids had gone to bed, I opened the app to take a look. I had received a quite a few likes and a few matches for my profile. Sally had set it up that I was interested in meeting men/women between 18 to 50 years of age. The three matches were from two slightly older professional men and a housewife (divorced) who were interested in meeting for sex. The two guys were a bit out of the way while the divorced housewife was living near the suburbs. I decide to make contact with her as she was closest and was in a similar predicament to me. She was forty nine, blond, quite attractive, had been divorced three years and was bi-curious. Her name was Rachel. She had two older kids, who were both in college. We messaged back and forth over the next few days and finally arranged to meet at Stacy's on Roselle as it was LGBT friendly on Friday night at 8pm.

If all went well, we could book in some place or come back to my house as it was empty. On the night in question, the kids were at their dad's for the weekend so it was convenient. The plan was simple, meet for a drink, maybe dinner and see where it goes. I got a taxi there and showed up about ten minute's early, got myself a seat and a drink at the bar and waited. I'm not a big drinker but I did drink the first one kind of fast as I was nervous. I ordered another drink, and waited, listening to the music playing in the background, taking my time with this drink, looking around to see if I could see her anywhere. As the allotted time passed, I checked my phone and dating app to see if there were any messages from her, but there was none. So I sat and waited, until 8.15 and realized that she was a "no show". I can't believe a woman could be so ignorant not to message me or call, I guess it happens.

I'm sitting at the bar, just about to text Sally to let her know what happened when I get a, "hey," I look to my right, and I see this black woman, looks to be in her forties, quite voluptuous with a brown bob hair style. "Is this seat taken?" she says pointing to the seat next to me.

"No," I said politely.

"Good I need to take a load off, it's been a busy day," she says ordering a drink. "Would you like another?" she asks pointing to my glass.

"No, thank you, I'm just sipping," I said. "I was supposed to meet someone but I think there a no show. I'll give them a few more minutes before I call it a night."

"Sorry to hear that," she said taking a drink of her rum and coke. "I haven't seen you in here before," she said as matter of fact.

"Your right, it's my first time here. The woman I was supposed to meet suggested it. It seems like an OK place to hang out. Are you a regular here?" I asked.

"Kind of, I'm usually here most weekends, not so much during the week as I usually traveling between one court house and another and most evenings I just want to put my feet up. It's convenient as I live only two blocks from here."

"Do you mind if I asked what it is you do?"

"I am one of the public defenders for Marcela County, which means I have to drive between all the different courthouses and let me tell you, it isn't any fun," she said laughing. "By the way I am Jennifer," she said.

"Faye, it's nice to meet you," I replied finally looking at her closely.

Jennifer was around the same height as me but she was quite voluptuous, easily a double E cup with an ample derriere. She was attractive thou I would say she was carrying a small bit of weight.

"And what is it you do Faye?" Jennifer asked.

"I work for the IRS."

"Oh god, you are even hated more than us lawyers," she said laughing.

"I believe so, thou I don't have to deal with the public much. It mostly the corporation side of things I deal with."

"You're lucky, dealing with people can be hard, dealing with criminals is harder, trust me," Jennifer said smiling.

I checked my watch, it was 8.25pm, and clearly Rachel was not coming. I checked my phone and found a message on the dating app. It basically said she had a change of heart and was sorry that she wouldn't be making our date.

"Well its official," I said to Jennifer, "I've been stood up," I said.

"Did she contact you?" she asked.

"Yes, I just received the message on my dating app," I said showing her my phone as I called for two more drinks for us.

"I have the same app," Jennifer said laughing handing me back my phone.

"You do, it's a small world," I replied laughing.

"Mine is set up differently to yours," she said scrolling through her own phone. "And my profile is a bit different too," she said handing me her phone.

When I looked at it she had posted several pictures of herself, some fully clothed others of her in lingerie. The picture proved that I was right, her breasts were big. Clearly she was just looking for the hook up casual sex. We were served our drinks.

I handed her phone back to her and raised a toast "here's to dating apps and being stood up."

"Cheers," she said raising her glass.

"What you going to do now?" Jennifer asked.

"Well I guess sit and have a few more drinks before grabbing some takeout to eat and calling it a night."

"That sounds like a plan. Why don't you join me? I am going to order some Chinese, pick up a few drinks from the liquor store and go back to my place and eat. You are more than welcome to join me?" she said.

"Are you sure? I don't want to put you out in anyway."

"It's cool, I need to change out of these clothes as I have been wearing them all day and they stink."

"OK, but let me pay for the drink and the food," I said.

"No, we will split it, you can get the drink, I'll buy the food, OK," Jennifer said.

So as we finished the next round of drinks, Jennifer placed an order for delivery with a local Chinese then we left and picked up some wine and Jack Daniels on the way to her place. We didn't have to walk very far, between the stop for the drink and walking to her place, it took all of twenty minutes. She had the second floor apartment of an old four story tenement house that had been converted. Thank god as it didn't have an elevator and I didn't fancy walking up the extra flights of stairs in heels.

Jennifer opened the door letting us in "welcome to my humble abode," she said.

It was a two bedroom apartment thou one of the bedrooms was converted to an office, it had one bathroom that had a shower and a kitchen come living area. It was well kept and it was clear that she had lived her for some time. There were pictures of her family and some friends, a huge sofa with a flat screen T.V on the wall.

"It's lovely," I said looking at some of her pictures.

Just then there was a buzz from downstairs, it was the delivery guy with the Chinese. Jennifer went to let him in and get our food. I set the drink down on a coffee table in front of the sofa and went to get some glasses. Jennifer came in with the food and got some plates for the food as well as knives and forks from the kitchen. She then put the lot on the coffee table before going to get changed. Jennifer wasn't gone long, just a few minutes. She had changed from her work suit into a pair of joggers and a t-shirt. The t-shirt clearly showed me, that she had removed her bra, as any support her breasts had was gone, they were hanging down more and I could clearly make out her nipples.

Jennifer caught my observation "had to take it off straps were digging in a bit, feels better now," she said smiling.

"I know the feeling," I replied.

"Yes, but you're lucky, these things way a tonne," she said rubbing them.

"I can imagine, there pretty big."

"Yes, let's get stuck into this before it gets cold," Jennifer said handing me a plate before serving me some food.

We sat and ate our food, having our drinks, just chatting while we listened to some music. When we finally decided to clear away the empty cartons and the leftovers, I noticed it was twelve o'clock. My phone pinged, it was Sally just checking that I was ok and asking how my date went I quickly text her back, telling her that all was fine.

"Is it someone or something important?" Jennifer asked nodding towards my phone, as she rinsed the plates with water.

"It's my friend Sally, just checking that I'm OK," I said putting the empty cartoons into the bin.

"What did you tell her?" she asked smiling.

"I told her that I was having a wonderful evening."

"Did you tell her your original date was a no show," she asked.

"No, I didn't mention that. I just told her that we had a few drinks, got some takeout and had gone to her place," I said smiling just as my phone pinged again.

"What does she want now?" Jennifer asked.

I looked at my phone and read the message a loud "She wants to know am I staying for the night?"

"Well you had better answer her."

I quickly typed yes, talk tomorrow and put the phone away.

"So Faye, Are you staying or going?" she asked softly.

"I'll be staying," I said.

Jennifer smiled at me as she sipped her wine and seemed to be waiting for something. Was it for me to make a move, take the plunge and show her I wanted this? I leaned in closer and I held my breath, my eyes locked on her lips. I moved in and kissed her, the kiss was soft and tender, slow but passionate. As her tongue parted my lips, I realized I yearned to make love with this beautiful woman and relish the sensation of kissing her soft lips and more. I responded by moving my tongue into her mouth, as her hands left my face and grasped my hips, pulling me closer to her... our breasts again pressing together. I moved my hands to her hips as well, wanting to touch her, not really knowing what I was doing, but just following her lead. When she broke the kiss, this brief moment of intimacy was unlike anything I had ever felt.

She gazed deeply into my eyes and promised, "Tonight, dear Faye, I'm going to show you how you should always be loved."

She moved into me and kissing my neck, I moaned as my entire body trembled from her hot breath and soft kisses.

"God, you smell so good," Jennifer purred, as she graced my neck with the lightest of butterfly kisses.

"Thank you", I whimpered, melting at her touch.

"It's intoxicating," she complimented.

I kissed her back, leading me to wonder what she would taste like. While we continued to kiss, Jennifer grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it up. I broke the kiss and raised my arms so she could pull it off me. She reached round and unclasped my bra removing it. I cried out in pleasure when she lowered her head and sucked my swollen pink nipple into her mouth.

"Oh, yes!" I moaned, wrapping my hands into her hair and shoving her face into my chest.

Jennifer opened wide and took not just my nipple, but a good part of my breast into her mouth, she sucked hard, swirling her tongue across my aching tit, before removing her mouth and attacking my other nipple with a passion that sent a wave of heat through me.

It was my turn to grab her shirt as I moaned, "I want yours! Please let me see them!"

Jennifer lifted her head and she raised her arms over her head. I yanked her top up over her head and tossed it away, before it hit the floor.

"Oh my God." I whispered at the sight of her huge round tits.

Jennifer's nipples were a deep rose red and as hard as mine. I cupped them and giving them a squeeze rubbed my thumbs across her nipples.

She whimpered and as I fondled her breasts, "that's it do to me what you like done to you" as I teased her nipples between my fingers.

She leaned over and our lips met as we fondled each other's breasts. Our tongues met once more, but as good as it felt, I needed something else in my mouth and sliding my lips down the smooth skin of her neck. I teased my tongue along her chest, before lifting her breast to my mouth.

She emitted a sexy purr "that's it baby" she said as I tongued her swollen nub and arched her back, pushing her flesh further into my mouth.

Her arms went around me and I sighed as she ran her long nails up and down my back and through my hair. I switched to her other nipple while playing with the other and marvelling at how goddamn big her tits were. Jennifer moaned, then putting her hands on my shoulders, pushed me back against the kitchen unit. She kissed me like I had never been kissed. Her hands kneaded and appreciated my breasts. She continued to kiss my mounds with fiery lips, licked the moist undersides and buried her face in the deep valley all the while her fingers twisting my nipples. When she suckled my areola, she sighed, she moaned almost as much as I was doing. She kept at my breasts for what seemed an eternity. Trust me I wasn't complaining as they had never received such stimulating attention before.

"I need to taste you, I can smell your aroma, and you must be wet" she said smiling.

She then kissed slowly down my belly as I moaned in pleasure then she slid her hand into my underwear and slowly felt around my cunt. My pussy was quite wet; she began to gently rub my clit and sliding her finger into my sticky vagina. As my juices began to flow, she gradually began to increase tempo, working it up until I began to pant breathlessly. Soon, she added another finger in and pumped me with both fingers. I could feel the sensation and arousal build as I hadn't received this sort of attention in a very long time. I was breathing more deeply and noticed her staring at me intently as she fingered me.

"Oh god, that feels...great," I moaned.

"Just stand there and enjoy it."

By this point, my entire body was shaking from pleasure, and I whimpered, "Jennifer, I-I think I'm going to cum,"

She heard me, but found amusement in teasing me whenever she could. She pulled her fingers from my cunt, saying, "What was that, baby? I can't hear you,"

I quickly exclaimed, "I'm going to cum!!" to which she replied, "Go ahead, baby, you earned it."