Chapter 1
Angie stared into the remains of her pint of Directors, hoping that the dark amber liquid would hold the answers to the questions that were boiling inside her like bubbling lava.
She had absolutely no idea how she had ended up sitting in this bar, staking out the entrance of the hotel opposite. Oh, she knew the physical journey she had taken but the emotional journey was far longer and more complex.
Angie’s home life could be frustrating in the extreme. She was still living with the woman she had loved for nearly 2 decades; they still adored each other, did everything together and wouldn’t consider living apart but the intimacy had long since left their relationship.
Angie stayed because she loved her with all her heart and still had hopes that they’d regain the intimacy they had once shared, but living under the same roof as the person you lusted after constantly could be emotionally draining and inordinately frustrating.
She had considered having a fling elsewhere but even thinking about it set her conscience off. Angie had always been a very loyal person so she’d just never been able to go through with it.
As a form of release she tried the chat room scene but it just didn’t do it for her, especially when it became blatantly obvious that many of the ‘women’ in the lesbian chat room were obviously either very confused about their own bodies or weren’t really women at all.
Bored and home alone one day she thought she’d give it one last chance, but again she ended up chatting with someone who was so obviously a bloke it was hysterically funny to see his bumbling attempts at trying to appear female, so she declined the offer of private chat but kept him talking in the public chat room where everyone could see.
She threw all sorts of comments and suggestions his way to trip him up in his lack of knowledge concerning women in general and in particular the female anatomy and by the time he disappeared, presumably in an embarrassed huff, she was just about ready to fall of her chair with laughter.
Just as she was about to log off a message popped up for her.
“Been watching your chat. Loved the way you sent him packing, that’ll teach him not to do his homework! Lol”
Angie responded and ended up talking to Billie for quite some time about all sorts of things, ranging from family, music, holidays and even their pets before Billie had to go, but her last message contained her email address and asked if they could continue to correspond outside of the chat room scene.
Angie wasn’t sure what to do about this, after all she’d only initially been looking for a quick fix and certainly hadn’t been looking for a pen pal, but after a couple of days she decided that she’d drop Billie a quick email just to say ‘hi’. After all, it seemed rude to just ignore her; she’d seemed nice online and if she did turn out to be a psycho she could always change her email address.
Billie was thrilled that Angie had responded and soon a flurry of emails flew back and forth across the ether. Angie found it comforting to be able to confide in someone over her own frustration and disappointments regarding her home life and Billie in return shared much about her own situation and past experiences.
Billie explained that she had known she was gay from an early age and described her somewhat tumultuous early sexual experiences. She also told of how she had met her girlfriend and how the relationship had given her the confidence to come-out to her parents.
Billie’s girlfriend was older than her by some years and as this was her first lesbian relationship, sometimes Billie worried that her partner wouldn’t find the courage to tell her kids and friends about them.
Angie consoled her and encouraged her to have patience and explained how her lover would need time to come to terms with her newly found sexuality.
In return, Billie commiserated with Angie over her frustrating home life; encouraging Angie not to give up or lose hope.
Despite an age gap of nearly 20 years they got along fabulously. Angie had always been young at heart and Billie had a very mature head on her young shoulders, so somehow they complimented each other perfectly, each being able to offer a different perspective on any topic while never being judgemental or critical of each other.
Backwards and forwards the emails went, each revealing a little bit more about themselves; pictures were exchanged so that they could visualise who they were corresponding with and after a few short weeks a solid and caring friendship grew out of their emails.
And then something changed. The emails became more playful, flirty and at times positively naughty. They talked about previous sexual experiences, their fantasies, favourite toys, what they liked, what they didn’t like and what they’d like to try.
Still relatively harmless until the focus changed again and they started to admit that their exchanges were turning each other on; that their masturbatory fantasies were now involving each other and it became obvious that a mutual attraction was developing between them.
They even realised that they were crossing a line and worried for each other -- Angie worrying that she might be impacting negatively on Billie’s relationship with her lover and Billie worrying that she might be distracting Angie from trying to improve things at home; however they found it easy to rationalise their actions.
Billie admitted that she enjoyed flirting and had expressed a concern that she found being faithful hard but was determined to make her first ‘proper’ relationship work.
Angie was desperately frustrated and although she had absolutely no desire to leave her partner, she also needed someone to have fun with.
So Angie and Billie flirted and enjoyed each other’s company, knowing that they were both focused on their real relationships and as they would never meet in person it couldn’t do any harm.
It was a perfect solution wasn’t it?
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