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With Jayne and I getting engaged along with Sally and Bryony settling in well together, things were moving on nicely. We continued to have our Girls’ Nights, usually at mine, usually all sleeping together. We were two couples who did have sex together, but we did not see ourselves as swingers. I loved sleeping together with furtive feelings, ******* and touching during the night, but we never swapped partners as such, we just did it all together, or not at all. At our next Girls’ Night, Bryony said she been offered a new job, but based in Cologne. I knew the city and was jealous. Christmas m… Read more

Two Tales Become One After Jayne and I came back our trip to Lanzarote, it was clear we were not a dirty little secret. I still cringe thinking about how I acted with Sarah, not having the strength of character to acknowledge how I felt. She was fine and we kept in touch. She was genuinely pleased for us and that one-month subscription to Match.com was her parting gift to my future happiness. She even promised to dance at our wedding! Autumn gave way to winter, and our Lanzarote trip became a distant, if fond memory. More family and friends were introduced, and we were an item. This raised a… Read more

Trying Something New Unexpectedly A busy shift on a warm, early summer day in the golf club bar with lots going on doesn’t give you much time to think. I never dreamed I would have the outcome I got recently. I was made redundant, so to make my cash last longer, go further, I agreed to help in the bar. 28 years old, there are more appealing ways of earning a living. That said, it was easy enough money and stopped me feeling sorry for myself. To a certain degree. Unemployed and single. Pandemic lockdowns wreaking havoc on my dating habits. After one busy Saturday lunchtime in the bar, I was… Read more

The train pull in to the platform and the driver announced that there would be a few minutes delay to allow an incoming train to clear the line. I glanced out the window, bored, and was about to glance at my phone to check my Facebook account when I spotted a girl in a slip and a bit of a baby bump. She appeared medium height and a slender build, bump aside. Her red hair was in a ponytail. It was that time of night when it was too early to go home and too late to do anything. I’d left the office, bought a bottle of Prosecco and had decided to fester in front of the tv. The redhead I noticed… Read more

I was not having a good day. My boyfriend and I had had a very heated frank exchange of views and he had stormed off in a strop. I did the decent and went down to the pub and got sloshed out my head, drowning my sorrows. After unburdening myself of my feelings that all men are pigs, I was well on my way to a hangover. I got talking (or should that be slurring) to a few people and to one girl in particular. She was 5’7” tall, slender build with long flowing thick jet black hair in a ponytail and the deepest brown eyes. She told me she was a student, studying psychology PhD. I must have been a… Read more

My name is Jenny and am a 38 year old divorcee. No k**s were involved, so that was a blessing in a way. After selling the 5 apartment flat in the West End of Glasgow, bought when the market was at its lowest, with my share I bought a semi detached house in the suburbs, bought a Lotus Elise and decided to go back to university as a mature student. After a few weeks settling in, we started to get to know who was who on the course, some of us went for a bop and a boogie in the students’ union. This became a regular night out where we could let our hair down and forget all our stresses and strain… Read more

I have been a bisexual since my early teens, it started off like many other girls by experimenting, kissing, touching, cuddling, sleepovers and pubescent curiosity. A few friends and I would have sleepovers and we would take full advantage of the darkness to compare the growth of our budding breasts, rounder hips bushier pussies and new found knowledge of kissing. This was heaven. The group of us had our best time at the age of 14 to 16. After that guys started getting in the way of our sleepovers. It was a pity, however nothing stays the same forever. I did keep up a discreet sexual re… Read more