After walking a few more blocks, chatting as they walked, Elizabeth and Angela turned and entered a rather large, single story, ranch style house. Elizabeth and her husband Bill, had bought the house a few years ago, after Elizabeth had obtained tenure as a teacher in Ravenswood. Although it was much larger than they needed, Elizabeth loved the large kitchen, the spacious living room, and the very large bathroom that was between the two bedrooms. The house had many other features that they had liked, such as large, walk-in closets in each bedroom, a full, finished basement, which they had turned into a rec room, three additional rooms to be used for whatever they desired, and a large back yard which was completely enclosed with a six foot high privacy fence.
Bill and Elizabeth did not have any children, having found out a few months after they were married that Elizabeth was barren, due to incident that occurred during Elizabeth's college years. neither of them had a problem with that however, as neither of them actually wanted children anyhow. The only problem was, with Bill being gone for months at a time, Elizabeth had found that the spaciousness of the house contributed to her loneliness. Thus, when she heard that Angela's husband was being sent to Korea for a year and that Angela did not want to continue to live in the somewhat, trashy trailer park just outside the main gate of Fort Wheeler, she had invited her to come and live with her. Although reluctant at first, Angela finally relented and moved in, insisting that she pay rent and share in the other day-to-day living expenses.
The two women got along with one another fabulously, sharing mutual interests as their friendship developed over the months. Within a few short months, they found themselves sharing their innermost secrets with one another, confident in the fact that neither of them would divulge said secrets to anyone else. Sex, or the lack thereof due to their husbands' absence, had become an open topic recently and, although neither of them had actually said so, both of them were sexually frustrated to the point of considering alternative ways to relieve their desires.
That Friday evening, after they had arrived at home, they had both changed into more comfortable clothing, eaten supper, and then graded student papers for a couple of hours. Now, both of them were sitting on the couch, watching a romantic movie on television. Although the movie was not obscene, it was explicit enough that both women found themselves becoming sexually aroused as they fantasized that they were one of the female characters in the movie. As the movie came to a conclusion, Angela looked over at Beth and took a deep breath.
"Wow!" she said, picking up the half empty glass of wine in front of her and finishing it. "That was really hot. I'm not sure either of us should have watched that, given the fact that neither of us has a husband here at the moment."
"You're right," responded Beth as she reached for her wineglass and took a drink. "Some of those scenes really had me going....my imagination, I mean."
"Me too!" replied Angela as she rose from the couch, picked up her empty glass and walked towards the kitchen. "I'm gonna have to take a cold shower before I go to bed tonight."
"That will only help until you go to sleep, Angie." replied Beth as she turned off the television. "Then your brain goes into overdrive and you end up tossing and turning all night."
"Well, if it gets that bad," said Angela over her shoulder, laughing as she disappeared into the kitchen, "I'll just get out my little friend and take care of the problem."
"God! What would we do without vibrators?" called out Beth as she picked up her glass and finished drinking it before she followed Angela into the kitchen. "The lonely woman's best friend."
"I'd probably end up going to some bar, picking up some guy, and end up cheating on my husband." responded Angela as she took the empty glass from Beth and rinsed it out in the sink. Placing the two glasses in the dish rack, she turned to face Beth. "Hey, not to change the subject but, let's go to Canyon Falls tomorrow and do some shopping. It'll be a change of pace and do us both some good to get out of the house."
"That's true." replied Beth as she started down the hallway towards her bedroom. "Let's do it. I could use a day away from this boring little town."
"Me too!" said Angela, as she walked towards her bedroom, turning off the lights in each room as she went. Then, laughing out loud, she added, "But right now, it's time for that cold shower."
Beth smiled when she heard Angela's last comment. Entering her bedroom, she closed the door and started to get undressed. She failed to notice that she had carelessly left one of the bedroom window shades up about two inches. Nor did she notice the peering eyes that watched her from just outside the window.
Quickly stripping off her clothes, she placed them in the laundry hamper near the bathroom door. Completely naked now, she walked over to the dresser, her full, ample breasts swaying as she walked. Opening one of the drawers, she reached under the stack of neatly folded panties, closed her fingers around the long, plastic item she was seeking and took it from it's hiding place.
"Hello, lover!" she said to herself as she used her other hand to lightly stroke the thick, 12 inch long vibrator she held in her hand. "I'd much rather have the real thing but, I guess tonight...I'm going to have to make do with you."
Closing the drawer, she walked over to the bed and pulled back the top covers and sheet. Placing the vibrator on the bed beside the pillow, she walked over to the door leading out to the hallway and turned off the overhead ceiling light. Waiting a moment as her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she stood in the dark, motionless. Then, moving over to the bed, she turned on a small lamp that sat on the bedside stand near her bed. The soft, reddish colored glow that came from the small lamp instantly turned her bedroom into a sexy, sensuous room that seemed designed for sexual activity.
Only a few feet away from the door which led to the adjoining bathroom, she could hear the water running in the bathroom. A knowing smile came to her lips as she suddenly visualized Angela standing naked in the shower, water cascading over her trim, shapely body. Suddenly, as another image formed in Beth's mind, her nipples stiffened, jutting out from her breasts. Mentally, she was picturing Angela standing in the shower, lovingly touching and caressing her firm, young breasts with one hand while the other hand moved slowly back and forth between her thighs. In her mind, Beth could literally picture Angela masturbating to relieve her sexual frustration. Moving a little closer to the bathroom door, Beth wondered if she might be overhear something that would confirm her suspicions of what she thought Angela may be doing besides just taking a shower.
Beth found herself wondering what Angela would do if she walked in and joined her in the shower. When the two of them had been talking about sex a few weeks ago, Angela had confided that she had experienced sex with another woman a few times while she was in college and had found it to be quite satisfying. When Beth had asked her for the intimate details, Angela had readily provided them, telling her how she and another woman had sexually satisfied each other. Although she had never experienced it, Beth had often fantasized about what it would be like for her and another woman to make love to one another. She wanted to try it but, she had never had the opportunity, until now that is.
Her hand was shaking as she reached for the door leading into the bathroom. Did she have the nerve to actually go inside and approach Angela? What if Angela turned her down? How would she be able to live with the humiliation? Would it change things between them? For better or for worse? As her trembling fingers came into contact with the door handle, she drew her hand back quickly, almost as if the handle had been white hot.
What was she going to do? Should she throw caution to the winds and just go on in? Or should she just go to bed and use her vibrator to try to satisfy the raging sexual desire that was burning deep inside her? What will she do?
Which would you prefer she did???
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