wickedpen
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This had been quite a week for Claire, at least. This was the proverbial icing on the cake.
"Sure Bonnie, no problem. Just let me call in and we can go" she said with a sympathetic smile and a hand on her friend's shoulder. Funny how until a week ago she had hated this woman who always made her feel common and a bit of a slob, was now looking for comfort from the fact her husband was eating out their maid with their daughters soiled panties over his face.
Claire made a call and they got in her old Honda and headed towards their house.
"Maybe we could get a drink first?" Bonnie said softly touching Claire's arm.
"Sure, I know a place" she said pulling into old Irish pub a few miles from either of their houses.
Claire's new found bisexuality was sending waves of obscene thought and new found energy into her as she parked and watched Bonnie walk in front of her towards the dark glass door. Inside was really dark, although it was noon, it could have been any hour, night or day. There were a few men at the bar who looked like statues. The TV was on and the bartender, a young guy, told them to take a booth and "the girl will be right over" in a brogue that came from the old country. Claire was so turned on that even struck her as sexy,
They sat and a blonde women, their age, came over in a pair of jeans and a green "O'Malley's" tee shirt clearly sized to accentuate her breast size.
"What can I get you ladies?" she said with a cigarette rasp and Boston authenticity.
"How about a couple pints?" Claire said with a smile that said, don't give us shit.
"Coming' up" the waitress responded and disappeared.
"Bonnie I am so sorry" Claire said turning back to her friend. Bonnie's face brightened and she said "I'm not, no need to play this charade any longer. Britt with be at college and I am free."
This was surprising to Claire and the waitress returned with two glasses of beer and put them down without a word and disappeared again.
"Well, OK" Claire said after a long drink of her beer.
Bonnie smiled and said "now I can be me, and don't have to hide my true desires."
Claire smiled as her eyes dropped from Bonnie's face to her open blouse. Claire could not help herself. Chris had done something to her. The damn had broken and now everyone Claire met or spent time with suddenly were enveloped into her sexual fantasy world come to life.
"So what are those true desires Bonnie?" Claire asked as she took another drink. Both women were quickly finishing their beers as nervous energy/sexual tension was flying around them.
"Maybe we should get back to your place and I can elaborate on them?" Bonnie said now speaking to the center of Claire's chest. Claire leaned back in the booth and pushed out her chest as her foot slid up the outside of Bonnie's. "So you don't want another?" Claire said with a wicked smile.
"Sure Bonnie, no problem. Just let me call in and we can go" she said with a sympathetic smile and a hand on her friend's shoulder. Funny how until a week ago she had hated this woman who always made her feel common and a bit of a slob, was now looking for comfort from the fact her husband was eating out their maid with their daughters soiled panties over his face.
Claire made a call and they got in her old Honda and headed towards their house.
"Maybe we could get a drink first?" Bonnie said softly touching Claire's arm.
"Sure, I know a place" she said pulling into old Irish pub a few miles from either of their houses.
Claire's new found bisexuality was sending waves of obscene thought and new found energy into her as she parked and watched Bonnie walk in front of her towards the dark glass door. Inside was really dark, although it was noon, it could have been any hour, night or day. There were a few men at the bar who looked like statues. The TV was on and the bartender, a young guy, told them to take a booth and "the girl will be right over" in a brogue that came from the old country. Claire was so turned on that even struck her as sexy,
They sat and a blonde women, their age, came over in a pair of jeans and a green "O'Malley's" tee shirt clearly sized to accentuate her breast size.
"What can I get you ladies?" she said with a cigarette rasp and Boston authenticity.
"How about a couple pints?" Claire said with a smile that said, don't give us shit.
"Coming' up" the waitress responded and disappeared.
"Bonnie I am so sorry" Claire said turning back to her friend. Bonnie's face brightened and she said "I'm not, no need to play this charade any longer. Britt with be at college and I am free."
This was surprising to Claire and the waitress returned with two glasses of beer and put them down without a word and disappeared again.
"Well, OK" Claire said after a long drink of her beer.
Bonnie smiled and said "now I can be me, and don't have to hide my true desires."
Claire smiled as her eyes dropped from Bonnie's face to her open blouse. Claire could not help herself. Chris had done something to her. The damn had broken and now everyone Claire met or spent time with suddenly were enveloped into her sexual fantasy world come to life.
"So what are those true desires Bonnie?" Claire asked as she took another drink. Both women were quickly finishing their beers as nervous energy/sexual tension was flying around them.
"Maybe we should get back to your place and I can elaborate on them?" Bonnie said now speaking to the center of Claire's chest. Claire leaned back in the booth and pushed out her chest as her foot slid up the outside of Bonnie's. "So you don't want another?" Claire said with a wicked smile.