Even though sex is over-rated and shameful at times the way that it is portrayed on the news, Erica had just read a fantasy story about two girls getting fucked by each other, and she was totally impressed by how well the sophisticated author wrote it. She was reading alone and managed to maintain her composure only her heart was pulsating. She was smiling. There are so many intelligent, creative writers out there, she thought. Thank God some of them can tastefully write a sex story for women who are not lesbians but desire the juices of a woman. Erica was not a lesbian. Erica started reading fantasy sex stories three years ago when she realized that she had a fantasy of her own and wanted to share it. Her fantasies never came true, but they were all sparked by real experiences. Words are so powerful, she thought. Words can make you cry, think, laugh, aroused, inspired, and much more.
Erica read that story, which is about two gorgeous females who are as beautiful and imaginable as two flirty sophisticated models can get. It was so cute, yet it was grown-up. Describing a moment about a massage, a party, drinking, a hot tub, and of course lots of sexual content would get anyone stirred up. Letting your emotions run wild is as pleasurable as a heart to heart talk. It’s unrehearsed. It’s unforgettable. She contemplated and had an idea.
She closed her laptop computer. It was two hours later than she had planned to stay at work. She never leaves at 3:00pm as the others do. She is one of those employees who is determined to never take her work home, so she gets it finished before she leaves. Thinking about work at home is not sexy or relaxing, she believes.
She drives home and pops in one of her laid back cd’s. She has a sun bright smile when a song from her childhood comes on. We use to superstitiously sing this song on the soccer bus before each game, she recalled.
Erica wondered what ever happened to Emily. Emily was goalie, and the rumor was that Emily da... Læs hele novellen
