1. The Red Dress


    Date: 4/13/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

    Back in the spring, my husband and I went to visit a 1940’s Weekend. There were many people there dressed in the fashions and uniforms of the 1940’s. There were vehicles and stalls and it really was a wonderful weekend. An escape from the humdrum repetitiveness of my daily life. As I walked, arm in arm with my husband, Philip, I took in the sights, sounds and even tastes of the Forties. The corned beef hash was delicious! The majority of the chosen uniforms were, sadly, American but there were also some British Army, Royal Air Force (mainly officers, surprise, surprise) and Royal Navy uniforms along with a splash of Germans and French resistance fighters. What caught my interest, of course, was the ladies fashion. There were many varieties. Land Army girls, Nurses , Housewives, workers, posh ladies, they were all represented. The posh ladies were my favourites. They were so elegant in their knee length dresses, smart coats and hats or 40’s style hair. Some with fur stoles and some with elegant gloves but all had one thing in common: seamed stockings and heeled shoes! One woman in particular stood out from the crowd. She was in her late thirties, maybe early forties, with jet black hair styled up in that elegant wartime fashion. She was very pretty and had a beautiful figure with a slim waist and hips. Her dress was red and fitted her figure beautifully, accentuating her full, but not large, breasts. It was buttoned down the front from her collar to just below her knees and ...
    she wore seamed stockings with black patent strapped shoes and heels of about three inches. On her head she wore a small black hat with lace netting and around her neck a black fur stole. Her face was made up with plenty of foundation powder which was a pale colour, contrasting with her bright crimson lipstick and black kohl. As she walked, she appeared aloof but with a slight smile playing on her lips and at the edges of her eyes, the tiny creases gave that hint of early maturity. In short, she was stunning! As the day wore on, I saw her many times, walking arm in arm with her husband in his immaculate brown suit and trilby but she never saw me….or so I thought. That night, I went to bed and lay for a while thinking about the day we had and how much I enjoyed it. I have been to these things before but somehow, this time, it was better. I thought about the unknown woman in the red dress and gradually drifted off into a peaceful and contented sleep. I don’t know how long I had been asleep but I was awoken suddenly by a tremendous crash. As I came to, I realised that my house had collapsed! I was lying in the wreckage, covered in blood and I couldn’t move. I didn’t understand, what happened, where was Philip? It was pitch black but I could hear people shouting and children crying. I tried to move but I couldn’t and each time my chest hurt. It felt as though I was being crushed. I called out but I could hardly breathe, every breath was an effort. Suddenly, a light shone on my ...
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