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When the sun peeked into Ginger’s bedroom window, gently
waking her from her sleep, she rolled over to find Bill already gone.

She was aching for his attention, his touch, and after
last night, she hoped he would stick around long enough to make up for it in
the morning.

Voices outside her window echoed through the glass. She
got up and looked out to see Vee kissing Scott goodbye. He was dressed in a
suit, and carried a briefcase, so she figured he was already heading into work.

She was excited that she would get the chance to hang out
with her new neighbor today.

Ginger started her workout, and then took a quick shower
before dressing. Downstairs, she made her coffee, and then nibbled on left over
Danish as she stared out into her backyard.

Her doorbell rang, pulling her out of her trance. At the
door, Vee stood smiling, and holding a mug.

“Do you by chance have coffee?” She asked.

“Sure, come on in.” Ginger said, motioning for her to
enter.

“I couldn’t find the coffee maker.” Vee said.

Ginger took her mug and poured Vee a cup of coffee, and then
handed it back to her.

“Cream or sugar?” She asked.

“No, I like my coffee like I like my men, strong and
black.” She said, and then chuckled at her own joke.

Ginger looked at her, confused. She knew Scott was white,
even though she’d only seen him for a few minutes.

“So, you get everything loaded into the house last night?”
Ginger asked.

“Oh yeah, and now the real fun begins.” Vee said.

“I know, I hate moving.” Ginger said.

“How long have you been here?” She asked.

“Just about a year.” Ginger said.

“So, what do you do here, for fun?” Vee asked.

“I don’t know…” Ginger said.

Vee wrinkled her nose as she sipped her coffee.

“You just sit here all day?” She asked.

“Sometimes.” Ginger admitted.

“We’ll have to find a bar, and some men!” Vee said.

“Aren’t you married?” Ginger asked.

“Yeah, but I’m not dead.’’ Vee said with a smirk.

Ginger had never experienced someone so openly brazen. The
thought of cheating on Bill made her queasy, but even if she could do it, she
couldn’t imagine being so open about it. It was like Vee was actually proud of
it.

“You have to have some fun once in a while, right?  I
mean, otherwise you’ll go insane.” She added.

“I believe I’m already insane.” Ginger said.

“See?” Vee said.

“All the more reason to keep things interesting.” She
added.

Ginger found out that Veronica, or Vee for short was a
bartender back when she met Scott. She never attended college, but she sounded
smarter than most of the friends Ginger remembered from school.

Scott was an engineer, and he was moved out here for a
large project, one that would last a couple years at least. Vee didn’t want
kids… not now, and not ever, and she didn’t mind Scott working so much because
it gave her plenty of time to do what she wanted.

“So, what did you do for fun before you moved?” Ginger
asked, half afraid to hear the answer.

“Whatever I wanted I guess.” Vee said, smirking at her
again.

“Thanks for the coffee.” She said, and turned towards the
door.

“How about lunch by the pool? I have some beer in the
house.” Vee said.

Ginger had never been much of a drinker, and day time
drinking was something she would never do, but she wanted to spend time with
this woman. She found Vee to be so intriguing. Her personality was rough around
the edges, and her demeanor cool and smooth. She liked her.

“Ok, sounds like a plan.” Ginger said.

Vee left and Ginger felt her anxiety rise, thinking about
what she was going to talk to her about. Their lives were so similar, but her
personality much stronger than hers. She felt like the nerd in high school
trying to talk to the jocks.

Ginger putted around the house, made tuna salad sandwiches
on crescent rolls, and then changed into her bikini.

She went outside to set towels out on the chairs, and put
the umbrellas up on the tables when Vee came over through the fence that
divided the two properties.

“Hey neighbor.” She said, holding a 12-pack of Bud Light.

“Hey.” Ginger said, not knowing what else to say.

She looked at the beer in her hand, wondering if she
expected them to drink all of that.

“Let me put them in the fridge.” Ginger said, taking the
beer and loading it into the mini fridge by the tiki bar.

“I made tuna salad.” Ginger said, sliding into the house
to grab the plate of sandwiches.

“Looks great.” Vee said, grabbing one.

Ginger took two beers from the fridge, handed one to Vee,
and kept one for herself. It felt strange drinking so early.

Vee finished her sandwich, and then took off her t-shirt
and shorts. Her yellow bikini had fringes hanging from the material, and it
barely covered her tan skin.

Her breasts were small and really perky, and her hips
thicker than Ginger’s, but her waist just as small. She got a good look at her
tattoo for the first time up close. It was a heart with claw marks slashed through
it and the name ‘Mike’ in the center.

“Who’s Mike?” Ginger asked.

“My ex. I need to have it filled in.” She said.

Ginger couldn’t imagine how she would feel if Bill had
another woman’s name on his arm.

The first beers went down fast while the girls talked
about life, love, and work. When the topic switched to sex, Ginger grabbed two
more beers, feeling she needed to loosen up a little more, so she wouldn’t blush
as her new friend spoke.

“So, you’ve never cheated on your husband?” Vee asked.

“No, he’s the only one I’ve ever been with.” Ginger said.

Vee’s eyes widened and she smiled as she sipped her beer.

“That’s sweet.” She said.

“I’m sure he would like it if I had more experience, but I
don’t.” Ginger said.

“Well, then let’s get you some experience.” Vee said.

“No, I couldn’t do that. I don’t want to do that.” She
said.

She remembered how she felt when the man outside Bill’s
office looked at her. She was embarrassed that he’d seen her pussy bare and
vulnerable under her skirt that day, but also a little excited by his obvious
pleasure.

A part of her had fantasized about other men, but she took
a vow to her husband, and actually doing it was totally different.

“I figure Scott works long hours, and there are some hot
women at work…” She said.

“So, you think he’s cheating on you?” Ginger asked.

“Well, maybe. I mean he is a man, and long hours create
stress… and we all know how pussy just seems to relieve it for them.” She said
with a laugh.

Ginger immediately thought about Pamela, the older woman
in Bill’s office who treated her so coldly. He had been working long hours all
week, and he hasn’t wanted sex, at least not from her.

“I know he’s coming home to me, so what difference does it
make?’ She said.

“I would lose my shit if Bill cheated on me.” Ginger said,
swigging the last of the beer from the bottle.

“Why?” Vee asked.

“Because he’s my husband.” Ginger answered, realizing now
that the woman was not quite on the same page as her.

Ginger grabbed a third beer from the fridge for herself
and for Vee.

“Let’s go swimming.” Vee said. Heading towards the pool.

Ginger watched as she dove in head first. Ginger walked
over to the steps, slowly entered the pool, rising to her tip toes as the water
hit her waist, and then finally submerged her body into the water.

“Wow.” Vee said.

“Sometimes, you just need to jump in head first and not
play it safe.” She said with a wink.

Ginger knew exactly what she meant. It was the same thing
Bill had been telling her for years.

Ginger swam to the edge of the pool, grabbed her beer, and
took a large swig.

“So, does your husband know about your affairs?” Ginger
asked.

“Oh god no, and they aren’t really affairs, its just
casual sex.” She said with a giggle.

Ginger couldn’t understand the difference, but was afraid
to ask her to explain.

“I did tell him about one, but it was with a woman, so he
didn’t care.” She said, swimming over to the edge of the pool with Ginger.

“You had an affair with a woman?” Ginger asked, her face
turning red, even with the alcohol.

“Not an affair, sex.” Vee corrected her.

“An affair is when you have feelings for someone else, sex
is just sex.” She added.

“If you say so.” Ginger laughed.

She wanted to ask her about the woman, but she didn’t even
know where to begin. She had watched porn movies with Bill once; he always
liked the ones with the lesbians.

It was exciting watching two women go at it, fucking each
other with their fingers, their tongues, and with dildos, but she never looked
at another woman in a sexual way before, at least not until now. All she could
think about was Vee and this woman; she kept trying to imagine if she was
blonde like her, or maybe a redhead. The thought of who wore the strap on went
through her head, and she wondered how it all got started.

“Have you even been with a woman?” She asked.

“No.” Ginger answered quickly, quickly enough she felt
rude.

“It’s actually amazing. She was my only female lover, but
I would do it again…if the opportunity arose.” She said.

Ginger suddenly felt uncomfortable, like the neighbor was
trying to get her drunk and out of her bikini. Vee climbed out of the pool,
grabbed another beer, and sat down on the edge of the pool.

“I’m sorry, I know that’s a lot to dump on you when we
just met, I just prefer to be open with people I first meet.” She said.

“That way, if you don’t like me, there’s no hard
feelings.” She added.

“It is a lot.” Ginger said.

“But, I find it all very interesting, and quite honestly,
a little refreshing.” She added.

“I better get some stuff done around the house before
Scott comes home.” Vee said.

Ginger watched her walk over to the table and gather her
clothes. Her body was tight and toned, and she noticed she didn’t have any tan
lines when her bikini bottoms scooted to the side.

“I’ll leave the beer, maybe we will do this again.” Vee
said.

“I would like that.” Ginger said.

Vee walked over to the gate, let herself out, and Ginger
soaked in the pool near the water jets for a minute before getting out.

She grabbed a towel, dried off, and went into the house.

Upstairs, she filled the tub with warm water, added
bubbles, and then turned on the jets for a relaxing bath.

She undressed, looking at herself closely in the mirror.
With one leg hiked up on the toilet seat, she spread her plump pussy lips, and
thought about what it would be like to be with another woman. She loved the way
her pussy looked, so pink, plump, and smooth, but did that mean she would like
looking at another woman, touching her, tasting her, and fucking her?

She slid into the tub, submerged to her chin, and let the
warm water flow across her body.

The jets in the tub were on the sides, so she positioned
her body around so that one pushed between her legs.

As the water hit her sensitive skin, she felt her breasts
start to harden. She closed her eyes and imagined the water was a woman’s
fingers spreading her open, and then her tongue sliding in and out of her.

She was surprised at how excited she got, and how quickly
her body wanted to orgasm as she imagined what Vee’s body looked like under her
bikini.

Her body tensed and she felt the pleasure building. She
pinched at her nipples, stretching them away from her mounds to create a
painful pleasure. The jets pushed her skin apart, and entered her with a force
of a large cock. It made her immediately think of another man inside of her,
someone other than her husband, a total stranger.

She clenched with pleasure and moved away from the jet
when her orgasm took off. Her hand slid between her legs to push against her
throbbing clit to help tame the intense sensation created by her imagination
and the water.

“So, this is what you do all day while I’m at work?”
Bill’s voice sounded behind her.

She didn’t want to open her eyes. She wasn’t sure how long
he had been watching, and she knew her face would explode with embarrassment to
look him in the eye.

“That’s fucking hot by the way.” He said, his voice
further away.

She opened her eyes, and then quickly got out of the tub,
wrapping herself in a towel.

Bill was in the bedroom, digging through his top dresser
drawer.

“You’re lucky I’m in a hurry, or I’d fuck that exhausted
little pussy of yours hard.” He said with a chuckle.

“I was just…” She started to say, but realized she had
nothing to say to hide what she was doing.

“Uh huh, when I get home…you better be ready for my cock,
because this is going to kill me having to wait for your tight little pussy.”
He said.

She could see the bulge in his pants, and knew he was
heading off to court. She felt a little guilty for making him so flustered, but
a little excited that he wanted her so bad, and couldn’t have her.

Later that night Bill came home to find Ginger lying on
the bed in her sexy black lingerie, complete with high heels, stockings and
matching G-string panties.

“Wow!” He gasped, as his eyes took her in.

“Show me what you were doing earlier today.” He whispered,
gently taking her hand and putting it between her legs.

She rubbed herself, but felt awkward as he watched. It
wasn’t something she had ever done before, and she wasn’t sure how to get
herself into it feeling so uneasy.

She was relieved when he took over, sliding his hand
between her legs.

His pulled at her panties with his teeth until he slid
them over enough to get his tongue between her pink folds.

She had been anticipating his cock all day, so she pulled
at him to come up from her pussy.

“I want your cock.” She whispered, surprised at how
natural it was for her to say.

“Yes ma’am.” He said, his eyes lighting up with
excitement.

He unzipped his pants, stood up and removed his shoes, and
his slacks before he mounted her with precision over the bed.

His hand gripped underneath her ass, pushing her up
towards his hard cock. She felt him enter and let out a gasp.

He pumped into her hard, pulling at her lingerie top with
his hands to unleash her breasts. His mouth covered her breast, sucking hard to
pull her nipple between his teeth.

“Give it to me baby.” He whispered in her ear.

Her body was already beginning to throb around his large
cock as he ordered her to cum. She knew he was getting close, and she felt
empowered knowing she got him so excited so quickly.

She pulsated around his large member, letting her orgasm
go as she moaned with pleasure. He throbbed inside of her, groaning as he
pushed hard into her body to release his load.

His body fell limp on top of her, and his warm breath beat
against her neck.

“You’re fucking amazing.” He whispered.

“What has gotten into you?” He added.

Ginger knew her talk with Vee earlier had gotten her
excited, but she didn’t want to tell Bill that. She smiled, stroked his hair
from his face, and kissed him on the cheek.

“I’ve just missed you.” She whispered.

The next morning, Bill woke her up with a kiss before he
left for work. He squeezed her tightly and then quietly left the room to start
his day.

Ginger went through her normal routine of working out,
showering, and then making coffee. She thought about Vee, wondering if she ever
found her coffee maker, and was about ready to go next door with a cup when she
heard her doorbell ring.

Vee stood at her doorway with a smile.

“Ok, lunch today, we are trying out a new place.” She
said.

Ginger let her enter the house, and then followed her into
the kitchen. She had her mug in her hand, poured herself a cup of coffee like
she lived there, and then proceeded to tell her about this great place downtown
with amazing food, great drinks, and hot men.

“Wear your sexiest dress, and I’ll pick you up at eleven.”
She said.

Ginger watched as she walked out the front door, unable to
get a word in edge wise before she disappeared.

That only gave her two hours to get ready, and she wasn’t
sure she wanted to go to this place with these
hot men
, knowing what she
now knew about Vee.

Ginger Dressed in her yellow sundress that Bill loved so
much, and put on her black heels that he fucked her in the night before that
were still lying in the floor.

She wasn’t sure what she had gotten herself into, but it
somehow felt exciting. She had spent so much time sitting in this large house
alone, that she needed a change, and she knew she wasn’t going to do anything,
so what if Vee did.

Vee was ringing the doorbell like a crazy person right at
eleven. Ginger answered to find her standing in a black cocktail dress, red
high heels, and bright red lipstick. Her hair was curled and flowing down her
back, and she looked as though she had just stepped out of a Glamour magazine.

“You look amazing.” Ginger said, her mouth still hanging
open.

“You look pretty hot yourself, now let’s go!” She ordered.

The bar and grill was inside a fancy hotel downtown. The
waiter set them down in a booth near the back, and brought them a wine list and
two menus.

“The food is supposed to be great here.” Vee said.

“And that’s why we’re here?” Ginger snickered.

“Partly.” Vee said with a smile.

A tall black man wearing a suit kept staring at Ginger
from the bar. His muscles looked as if they would rip the material of his
expensive suit with one wrong move. His eyes were deep brown, and his bald head
glistened. There was something about him that made Ginger tingle.

Vee ordered for the both of them, and then had the waiter
bring them a bottle of wine to share.

Halfway through the bottle, a tall man with a goatee and a
warm smile asked to join them. Vee scooted over, letting him in, and Ginger
immediately felt uncomfortable.

She watched and listened as Vee flirted with the man, and
after several minutes, their conversation turned to whispers, followed by her
giggles.

“I’ll be right back.” She said, and then followed the man
out of the lounge.

The black man that had been watching her walked over to
her booth.

“Can I join you?” He asked.

“Sure.” Ginger said before realizing that may be a
mistake.

He sat down, told her how beautiful she was, and then
asked her if she worked in the area.

“My friend just wanted to try the food here.” She said,
feeling stupid for even being there.

He was kind, funny, and he seemed to make her feel at ease
once he started talking about his business, and how he had just moved here from
New York.

He bought her a martini, and she puckered as she took the
first sip.

“People drink these?” She asked, and then laughed.

“Every day…” He said, laughing at her naivety.

She was almost disappointed when Vee returned. She was
having fun sitting there with the man. The man she had left with was nowhere to
be seen, but Vee was wearing a smile.

“You ready?” Ginger asked.

“We can stay if you want.” Vee said, staring at the sexy
man at their booth.

“No, I have to get home.” Ginger lied, and then stood.

On the ride home Vee told Ginger about the man wanting her
to go to his room. She didn’t leave out any details as she described his large
cock, and how eager his tongue was to please her.

Ginger was irritated with her for leaving her at the bar
that way. But, there was a part of her that was envious of the woman’s ability
to do whatever she wanted. The excitement of what she had just done was like an
adrenaline rush for her. That much was blatantly obvious, and just listening to
it was giving Ginger a rush of her own.

“So, you should have hooked up with that hottie.” Vee
said, referring to the man at their booth.

“No, I could never…” Ginger said, but she knew a part of
her wished she could.

The End of Book Two
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