But I'm Married - Tales of a Lesbian Affair - Book 5 Angela's Story A Short extra

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Synopsis

As I've experienced so much myself in the past few weeks, it is evident from comments that many people haven’t been brave enough (or lucky enough) to experience this themselves; some are strangers on the internet, contacting me via message,s some are old friends from the school run, this is Angela's story.

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Chapter 1

We met on Thursday in Starbucks; the first thing Ange did was hug me as I walked in… I .pretty sure we were supposed to be 2m apart!

“Oh my god! I read all your stories online; I can’t believe how much fun you’ve had; I’m so so jealous; you’ve lived my fantasies,” she blurted out.

“Haha, at least let’s get a coffee and sit down.”

We ordered coffee and sat down in the corner; Angela was like an excitable puppy as she told me what she’d read, told me her favorite parts, slightly inappropriately told me how many times she cum to my stories!!! She just kept saying how excited she’d got and how jealous she was, basically when it got down to it.

Angela is a very repressed woman, definitely Bisexual if not completely lesbian but has hidden it for 30yrs; she’s desperate to have a life, wants a tattoo, wants a vibrator, and wants a female lover….she was offloading it all to me….the expert 😂😂

The one thing that did pique my attention was the tattoo; I’ve always wanted a tattoo, so that’s maybe something we can do; I know Steve has always wanted me to have something a little sexy.

“So what do you want to do about this? Do you want to take some action?” I asked her

“Yes! For the first time in my life, yes, I want to own my life”

“What about your husband? I was lucky that I had his support, but you have to consider what he would say.”

“I don’t care; I love him because we’ve been together 20odd years, but there no passion, and when I’ve tried, he’s just not interested; I don’t even think it’s in me. It’s just anything.”

“Ok, so what are we doing first? I’m up for a tattoo, but I don’t know if they’re open; we can go and get yourself a vibrator.”

“Oh god,” she said, “this is happening.”

“Well, let’s do one of them today; let’s not back out.”

I got my phone out and started googling tattoo parlors and sex shops; both were open.

“Right then, so what is it now, vibrator or tattoo, let’s do one now,” I said

She looked shocked. “Errm, I don’t know, I’ll toss a coin.”

She pulled a coin out of her purse and flipped it……

“Vibrator it is then.”

“Come on then, let’s go.”

We finished our coffee and out to the car we went, in my vehicle, and I set the sat Nav, and off we went, 20mins later. We pulled up in a side street near the sex shop.

“What if it’s a bloke behind the counter….I’d die,” she said nervously.

“I don’t care, come on, be brave.”

We walked down the street, around the corner, and then to the door, I grabbed her hand, and in we went, I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it was a regular shop just with sex toys, displays, and displays of sex toys...what was I expecting?? We walked in and looked around, and there were dummies with risqué clothing, dildos in packets, the works!

“Do you need any help, ladies?” said the man behind the counter.

“Errm, no thanks,” Angela stuttered.

“Actually, yes, my friend is looking for her first vibrator,” I said confidently; Angela squeezed my hand.

“What’s your recommendations.”

He walked from around the counter and took us to the vibrator section,

“What sort of thing are you after, penetrative? Clit? Remote?”

“Err, I haven’t a clue; I’ve never owned one before; I didn’t know there was a different”

“Oh god yeah, there are loads of different ones.”

It was as if he was telling us about coffee machines or vacuum cleaners. He explained the differences between penetrative vibrators, explained about rabbits, and then various sizes; he also explained pocket rockets, clit ticklers, and then the womanizer! I explained that it was one of the best I’d ever used.

Angela was in awe of the different types; this was an eye-opener.

“Ok, would it be better if I had a few different types?” She said….I looked surprised at her, and she smiled.

“Yes, if you want to try different orgasms.”

“Ok, I’ll have a rabbit, a clit tickler, a pocket rocket, and I suppose I have to get a womanizer” I couldn’t believe what she was doing; she was throwing caution to the wind.

The guy grabbed the items and took them to the counter.

“Can I have a womanizer myself?” I said, after all, it wasn’t mine. I used

Her sale came to just over £160!! Crazy but fun, he put them all in a bag even threw in some free lube, she paid, and we walked out of the store; she again gave me a big hug and thanked me for giving her the support to do it, we walked back to my car she was like an excitable puppy as we got into the car

She touched my hand and looked at me.

“I have a favor to ask,” she said

“Go on,” but I’d guessed what she was going to ask.

“I know that I’m not your type, and I know that this is a weird ask, but I feel connected to you and….”

“Go on,” I said, trying to ensure she had the confidence to ask me.

“No, no, don’t worry, it’s weird.”

“Let me guess, you want to use the vibrators, and you’d like me to be there when you do?” I clarified

“God no!! I’d never ask that...but that does sound amazing, and I would love that; I was going to ask if you’d come with me to that gay bar to help me meet someone.”

“Yes, of course, I’d love to go with you; I’m sure Steve would be ok with it.”

“Phew, that would be amazing; you give me a confidence that I just don’t get anywhere else; I don’t know what it is, but you just make this easier,” she confirmed

“BUT using the vibrators does sound fun as well if you’re up for it,” she added.

“I think we may have had a little too much excitement for one day already,” I joked.

I pulled away and took Angela back to her car parked at Starbucks; I stopped at her car, she hugged me in the car.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” She asked

“I’m going away for the weekend with Steve; we’ll be back on Monday; I’m at work, but pop around my house for lunch on Tuesday if you want to”

“Definitely,” she confirmed

Later that night, I was sitting on the settee with Steve watching Family Guy when my phone buzzed; it was Angela.

“Oh my god, I can’t thank you enough for today, I’ve tried almost all of the toys, and I’ve cum five times!!!! Is that normal? I couldn’t have done this without you.”

“No problems, I’m happy that you’re happy; see you on Tuesday.”

I put my phone down, and a few moments later, it buzzed again; I picked it up and opened the text to see what she said this time.

“I miss you, I’m sorry, but I can’t stop thinking about you, and if I crossed the line, then I’m sorry, but please allow me to explain; I want you, and I think you want me too. Eve xXx”

I paused for a bit

“Ok, I’m away this weekend with Steve; we’ve got to go into the office next Thursday; how about a drink after that.”

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