Something Pleasurable: A Steamy Lesbian Romance

Chapter 1Katelyn McKinley looked in the mirror and was surprised that the woman looking back at her looked so fresh and pretty. Katelyn was tired most of the time these days, and taking care of herself was often last on her list. Raising her precocious six year old daughter, Carly and three year old twin sons, Colin and Connor, pretty much drained her of most of her energy. But tonight, the woman in the mirror looked attractive and glowing. She had gained a lot of weight when she was pregnant with the twins, but by the time they were mobile she had lost all of it and then some. At 5’6” and 122 pounds, her figure looked slender and sexy. Tonight was her 32nd birthday and she was having the opportunity to not only go out, but to go out alone with her husband Mike, something that rarely happened anymore. Her friend Becky had volunteered to come over with her four year old son and baby sit, so that Katelyn and Mike could go celebrate the big 3-2. “You look pretty, Mommy.” It was Carly peeking in the doorway. “Can I wear some of your perfume?” Katelyn sighed, “Yes, Honey if you promise you won’t decide it smells yucky and make Miss Becky wash it off.” “Ok,” Carly said and came into the room to receive a spritz. “Thanks, Mommy,” she said, wrinkling her little freckled nose as she sniffed her wrist. Then she gave Katelyn a big squeeze around her middle and skipped out of the room. Katelyn turned back to the mirror. At 32, she looked at least 5 years younger. Her skin was very fair, and she had a sprinkling of freckles across her nose---just like her daughter. Her hair was dark brown and lustrous, falling in waves to her shoulders, and her eyes were huge and a deep blue. She fumbled with her pierced earrings, almost jabbing one through the not- so -open hole on her earlobe. Getting dressed in the morning was a quick and thoughtless process these days, and Katelyn rarely took time to put on her jewelry. It’s not the only thing that doesn’t go into a hole easily in me, she thought to herself as she struggled with the stubborn earring. She surprised herself by thinking that---about Mike’s erect p***s struggling to enter her because she usually wasn’t very wet. And that was just when they had s*x, which they usually didn’t. Katelyn just wasn’t in the mood anymore, and Mike was incredibly patient with her, hoping secretly that this was just a temporary phase and that when the kids got a little older he’d have his sexy wife back. Back in college, when they’d met, Katelyn and Mike couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Katelyn would spend the night in Mike’s dorm room---even quietly riding his erect p***s in the upper bunk while his roommate slept below. And when they had the room to themselves, they would have s*x all night and then fall into an exhausted heap in Mike’s small bed. Early marriage had followed in almost the same pattern, but once they had children, it all seemed to change. As Katelyn walked out of her bedroom, she didn’t look like a woman who didn’t want s*x. She wore an extremely tight, little black dress that hugged her 34C breasts sensuously. Katelyn always thought her breasts were too pointy, but tonight they looked just right in the dress with a diamond necklace, a birthday gift from her parents, falling just above the slight cleavage that showed. Her heels clacked on the tile as she walked to the family room to greet her friend. “Wow, Katelyn, you look great!” Becky exclaimed as she handed Colin a Rescue Heroes fire engine. “Thanks, Beck. Where’s Mike?” “He went to wait for you in the car. Go on now, have fun. We’ll be fine here.” Katelyn gave her friend a quick hug. “Thanks so much. Kids, you go to bed when Miss Becky tells you,” she admonished as she quickly kissed each one and hurried out the door. In the car, Mike whistled when he saw Katelyn approach. “Wow, you look great,” he told her as he started to back his black Lexus out of the driveway. “You really do need a break from the kids. That’s why I think you’re going to love my birthday surprise. But that comes tomorrow.....” Hayley Matthews put the last of her things in a cardboard box and then stashed it on the shelf of her bedroom closet. Her suitcases were packed, and she didn’t need the miscellaneous items she had carefully wrapped up and packed in boxes. Fortunately, her roommates were keeping the apartment all summer and through the next school year and had given her permission to stow some of her things there. Hayley had just finished her junior year at Florida Gulf Coast University, but she was taking a leave of absence. First, she felt a little burned out and felt a semester off would do her a world of good. And second, she was low on funds, and since she was paying for her own schooling along with a few student loans, working for a while had seemed fortuitous. Now, she was thrilled that the perfect job had pretty much fallen into her lap. She had responded to an ad in the paper and had been hired easily. And tomorrow she would start work. A refreshing change from school she thought. Hayley was a free-spirited, petite blonde who was incredibly likeable. She always had a smile on her face and her eyes shone with humor. She had a dimple in her chin and the most mesmerizing aqua-colored eyes. And then there was her long blonde hair and 36 D breasts---breasts too large for her small frame. But all those features made her captivating to men and even interesting to women. Hayley was very passionate and usually had a boyfriend whom she indulged sexually, much to his delight, but she had also had s****l experiences with two girls over time and couldn’t quite get those experiences out of her head. The first had been with the older cousin of one of her high school friends back in Miami, and Hayley had ended up in a relationship for an entire summer while the girl was in town. Her panties got wet just remembering the fun they’d had in the guestroom of her friend’s house. She had loved when the girl had eaten her p***y and felt that a woman’s lips were softer and much more sensuous than a man’s. A brief affair with another female student during her freshman year of college had whetted her appetite even more for a woman’s touch, but men appealed to her greatly too, so she just laughed to herself that she loved s*x and loved to experiment, and she didn’t care if anyone thought she was a lesbian. But the term bisexual would more aptly describe Hayley’s s****l orientation. Hayley lay down on her bed, tired from packing, and found her hand sliding into her panties. She closed her eyes as she began to stroke her clit and think about s*x---whatever thoughts happened to pop into her head. She was currently without a lover and needed to bring herself to a climax frequently.