1. An Evening With Amelia


    Date: 4/25/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: marcig, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    My first job after college was with a large accounting firm in Philadelphia. Shortly after I had started, they sent me to a week long training class in Atlanta. It was interesting and good to meet people from other parts of the country. The week went quickly until Friday. Being new to the business world, I was not aware of the unwritten rule that offsite classes and meeting always end at noon on Friday so people could arrange Friday flights home. I had scheduled myself to leave Saturday morning. I returned to my hotel and went to the workout room. I ran hard for an hour and did some weights, went back to my room and took a nap. I woke around 5:00 and flipped through the TV dials, wondering why I was wasting time in a city I had never visited before. The reason was that I was alone, and I am not the kind of person to do things alone. Then I remembered my college roommate telling me of a nice lesbian bar in Atlanta called My Sister's Place. I did not consider myself a lesbian, or even bi, but my roommate and I had relieved each other's tension from time to time during the three years we roomed together. I thought a lesbian bar might be a place to have a quiet drink and not be bothered by guys on the make. I felt a little delicious thrill at the prospect of stepping outside my comfort zone. After I showered and dried my hair, I was about to put on a pair of jeans and a tee. I notice the "dress up" clothes I had brought and not worn, and decided "what the heck". I put on a white ...
    lace bra with matching panties and white thigh-highs. It was a black dress, button up the front with long sleeves and a military collar. The skirt came almost, but not quite to the top of my stockings. Black FMP's and a black purse completed the outfit. Oh, to still be able to wear clothes like that... Sigh... I was aware of the eyes on me as I crossed the lobby. The doorman almost fell over himself opening the door and offering to get me a cab. I flashed him a smile and declined, saying it was such a lovely day for a walk. The streets were busy with people getting out of work, anxious to start their weekends. The few blocks to My Sister's passed quickly, even in the August sun. My heart skipped a bit when I saw the place and it took more than a little courage to continue. I kept telling myself I was just going for a nice quiet drink. The interior was warm and inviting, with lots of wood and brass, dozens of tables, a dance floor and a long mahogany bar. I sat at the bar and ordered a white wine. I had wanted to avoid guys on the make, but I forgot about dykes! They strut and preen as bad as men! I tried to ignore them and studied the liquors behind the bar, thinking this was not such a good idea after all. I glanced over as a lovely black woman took the stool beside me. Her skin was the rich brown of a good dark chocolate and was set off nicely by her lavender pant suit. Her hair was in a tight afro that emphasized her features, especially her large almond shaped eyes. She ...
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