1. Beginnings: Chapter 2 - Formalities


    Date: 11/2/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: claire2013, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    firm insistence yet further, before surrounding my breast with my hand, kneading and caressing it until I felt it swell deliciously under my touch. I felt my back arch and I allowed my left hand to slip down between my legs. I was beginning to feel powerless again in the face of my sudden desire. My mind was bathed in sexual thoughts and appetites that I was beginning to realise I had no control over. In my mind’s eye I saw Veronica’s deep, sensuous eyes once more, assertive and hungry, burrowing into my mind and melting whatever resistance I had. My fingers drifted easily down inside the waistband of my panties and quickly found the puffy outer lips of my sex, now moist with the dew of my desire, and I began to explore their moist, fleshy texture. My weakening mind then reminded me that Veronica’s toes had been there; that they had pushed inside me and eventually had driven me over the edge and into intense sexual pleasure. My wet, yielding lips were provocatively inviting my fingers to press against them just a little more and slide inside. Feeling my breathing quicken, I felt my fingers almost being sucked inside myself, and let out a little moan of pleasure. A knock on my bedroom door and the sound of it opening, however, brought me swiftly back to reality, as I hurriedly pulled my hand from within the confines of my panties. Under the duvet I could feel my fingers, slick and sticky. “What time do you call this?” my mother asked. “It’s nearly ten o’clock.” “It’s ...
    Saturday morning,” I complained. My mother was the kind of woman who paid no attention to complaints. “So tell me,” she said, rather like an excited child as she perched herself at the end of the bed, “How did your meeting with Veronica go last night?” I motioned with my eyes to the black file on my bedside table. “She wants me to start on Monday morning.” “She’s offered you a job for the summer?” my mother chirped. “I just knew you would impress her. From the size of that file, it looks as though you are going to be quite busy.” “It looks that way,” I sighed, my disappointment at my secret, spontaneous pleasure being so suddenly and fatally interrupted now beginning to overtake me. “Come on!” my mother urged, patting my legs over the duvet. “I’m going to take you into town to celebrate.” With that she stood up and left the bedroom, leaving my door wide open and my hopes of a few moments personal pleasure tight shut. I spent most of the remainder of that weekend diligently studying the contents of the file. I anticipated that Veronica would expect me to be intimately acquainted with the case. I had to confess to myself that, in spite of not really having much interest in family law, aspects of the case had already begun to intrigue me, and the more I read about it, the more absorbed I became. It became clear that Adam Sutton, Samantha’s husband, was claiming that his wife had been unfaithful to him, not only with the agency model Emily but also, over a long period of time, with a ...
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