by Laurie Ames
Next came the most awkward part. It was time for Lena to put her house in order and have a serious heart to heart talk with her Mom. She was a nervous wreck as she tried to summon the courage to tell her that she’d done more than just hire Kel for the restaurant. There was no use trying to deceive her mother, so she just let it rip.
“Mama, this is going to be hard for you to understand but Kel and I are in a mutual relationship.” With that comment now out there, she stepped back and wondered if she should duck and cover.
“Lena-love,” Mama said with a huge sigh as she held up her hand, “Why on earth do you think I wanted to introduce the two of you? You suit each other. I’ve always known you had lesbian feelings; mothers just know these things. We were sure you two would be a good match. When I first met the Donaldson’s daughter, I thought she was just the most delightful young lady. When Mrs. Donaldson told me her daughter was lesbian, I didn’t even bat an eye. Kelsie is a very fine lady, not like some crazy sex starved lesbian woman.”
At the time, Lena was absolutely shocked but in a good way. She no longer had to hide behind a mask, she could be honest with her Mama and get heart felt advice. It was the release valve they both needed. It was everything she’d hoped for, after so many years of dreading the truth.
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Lena’s cell rang, and she glanced down to see it was Mama’s number. No more rolling the eyes when she phoned, she actually looked forward to her calls. Strangely, she now admired everything about her, from the way she talked with her old southern drawl, to the prominent crow’s feet that embraced her eyes. Just hearing her voice would put her at ease better than any medication ever could. Her Mom always knew just what to say and she cherished her like never before.
Kel’s birthday was coming up in a few weeks and Mama was working herself into a tizzy trying to figure out what Kel would want for the holiday. Between Mama and Kel, Lena’s little townhouse was getting quite a tidy makeover. Granted, it was mostly focused in the kitchen, but that was all right.
“Hi, Mama,” she said as she answered.
Kel was apparently hovering right outside the office door. “Tell her the carbon steel,” she called. Lena had to laugh.
“I heard that,” Mama said in the phone. “But I need to talk to her about what brand she wants.”
“You know, she does have her own phone,” Lena said.
“But if I called her phone, I’d never get to talk to you. Now, when are you two coming over for dinner?”
Lena laughed and passed the phone to the woman who’d turned her life upside down. She watched quietly as Kel charmed her mother and convinced her to buy a very expensive set of kitchen knives for Lena’s townhouse. Then they hung up – without Mama needing to say goodbye to Lena, and that was the first time ever.
Lena then caught Kel’s hand and tried to pull her into a loving soft embrace. At first, she pushed back, then softened her stance.
“Honeybun, I have to finish prepping for tomorrow,” Kel said, as her hands reached to cup Lena’s ass in a way that had nothing to do with the kitchen and everything to do with the bedroom.
“So, don’t get your hands dirty,” Lena replied.
“Oh, boss lady, are you sure I’m allowed?” Kel cooed. “Are you absolutely sure?”
Lena’s hands slipped under the waistband of Kel’s pants and found her already wet and ready, Lena decided that she was very, very sure.
For the next three hours, they pleasured each other in ways that were way beyond any expectations. They kissed, necked, titty-sucked and finger-fucked passionately, almost feverishly at times, not being able to absorb enough of each other. Kel's entire demeanor as a love partner was out of a dream, Lena could have never imagined anything so beautiful and exciting. She was certain Kel loved her and wanted to be with her forever. They hugged and kissed and were so happy to have found one another. They were absolutely so perfect together.
As Lena ran her hands through Kel’s hair, she kissed her softly on the face and neck. Their whisperings were those of new lovers; caring, complimentary and praising, with mutually optimistic plans for a grand future together.
~The End~
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Searching for Her Golden Girl
Lesbian Romance
By: Laurie Ames
Preview
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Giorgia Tavelli is a successful entrepreneur, she has worked hard building her career as a restaurant owner. Starting with one restaurant in Manhattan, she is now the proud owner of four Italian restaurants in the New York area. Despite her achievements, she is still a single lesbian woman who has just entered her forties. Giorgia wants to find her perfect “golden girl” that is willing to share love and life, for better or worse. Giorgia even attempted joining online dating sites, but they only led to unpleasant dates. The love of her life was still not in sight.
Giorgia is feeling down and beginning to wonder if she is meant to spend her life alone, when suddenly she gets news that her uncle Antonio has passed away leaving his rundown estate in Tuscany, Italy to her. Giorgia decides that she is going to spend the summer in Tuscany, getting back to her roots. She hopes to come back from this trip to Italy with some real Italian recipes that she can use in her Italian restaurants in America.
Little does she know that when she goes to Tuscany, she is going to find a woman of beauty not unlike the Italian goddess of film ‘Sophia Loren.’ Against all odds, these two hearts managed to find one another, but there is a big problem—she is married to a nasty brute of a man. What will be the outcome of this improbable meeting of two lost souls?
Chapter 1. Giorgia Inherits Her Uncle's Estate
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Giorgia walked briskly into her red brick Victorian townhouse with her best friend Peggy in tow. Once inside, the door slammed with a thud.
“Peggy, please do not ask me to do another double date with you and Kevin. You know how much I hate being set up on blind dates. I have never met a ruder person than that “Tuka” woman your husband tried to hook me up with tonight. God, she was like a Sumo wrestler, covered in tattoos with the table manners of a — Wow I better not get started! Never again Peggy—please do not set me up again—these situations always end badly. I just did this dinner date with you because you begged me to do it. Well there will be no more dating favors from here on, you are on your own.” Replied Giorgia as she turned the house lights on.
“Oh no, I’m so sorry Giorgia. I had no idea that Tuka was such as uncouth lady. Kevin didn't give me any details about his cousin. He mentioned she was a single lesbian and a long-haul truck driver. She was here dropping off a load and had called to see if we would join her for dinner, before heading back to Vermont. So, Kevin being the genius he is, thought it would be fun if you joined us for dinner” replied Peggy softly.
“Well, that woman was a little too touchy feelie for me. She kept stroking my hair and saying it was so soft and beautiful. I think she was just wiping her big greasy paws in my hair, using it like a towel. One thing for sure is I will be giving my hair a good wash tonight!” replied Giorgia with a chuckle.
“Oh my God,” replied Peggy with a deep furrowed frown on her face.
“And when she ordered that raw steak Tartare entree with a runny egg yolk on top, well yuk, you know how I’m mostly vegan, that’s disgusting!” laughed Giorgia. “I would puke if she ever tried kissing me.”
She and Peggy went on replaying the disastrous dinner date while having a few beers relaxing in Giorgia's living room. Georgia couldn’t stay mad at her good friend for very long and soon the beers made everything seem okay again. Peggy was straight and married to her husband Kevin, for two years. She was also Giorgia's dearest friend since they were both in high school together. She had always encouraged Giorgia to come out and not hide the fact that she was a lesbian. She was at Giorgia's side during the tough times in her life, especially when she was trying to find her way and accept herself. For
tunately, Giorgia was now at a happy point in her life and comfortable in her own skin. Now she just needs to find another woman that she can share her life with that isn't a Sumo wrestler truck driver.
“Well, even if the date didn’t work out, I guess Kevin meant well, it was a nice thought. I will have to give him some extra special thanks the next time I see him. But you really didn't have to come in to try and console me, really, I am just fine” said Giorgia smiling over at Peggy.
“Hey, I didn't come in to console you. I just want to drink some of your beer, and get away from my husband for an hour or two—that's all. Gee can't I just hang with my best friend?” asked Peggy with a smile.
“Yeah that is the only reason you got out of the car and told Kevin to pick you up in a couple of hours—because you wanted to drink beer—I knew it!” said Giorgia with grin. “Well cheers to having a good friend that will drink all my beer—I feel blessed!” laughed Giorgia as they made some cheers, clicking their beer bottles together.
“Okay the real reason I am here is I want to know more about this fabulous estate in Tuscany, Italy that your uncle left you” replied Peggy. “It just sounds so exciting and romantic to now own a property in this part of the world. Can you tell me more?”
“Well, I have no idea what I will do with it in the long-term, but first I really need to go and check things out, then I will have a better idea of what I’m dealing with.
Giorgia and Peggy sat and talked for a good three hours and drank half a dozen beers while discussing Giorgia’s plans to spend her summer at the Tuscany estate.
Peggy, why don’t you and Kevin come for a visit?” suggested Giorgia. “As soon as I confirm the dates of when I’m leaving, I’ll send you the info. Then, you can try convince your husband to take you to Italy this summer”.
“Tell him he won't have to pay a penny for accommodation—tell him that I said he owes me big time, after what I went through at dinner with his cousin tonight” said Giorgia with a grin. “Peggy, you deserve this, talk Kevin into it, think of how much fun it would be for you to come to Tuscany” replied Giorgia.
“You don't have to try to convince me, I would love to go. But you know him, same old shit, holidays at some fake Italian hotel in Vegas is more his cup of tea. Anyways, you had better call Kevin to come and get me, so I can begin convincing him that we are going to Europe for vacation” Peggy told Giorgia, as she stood up to put on her coat. “For a start I will have to put on some of my sexy charm tonight. I will give Kevin some hot lovin—to sweeten things up. That’s before I discuss the holiday plan—if you know what I mean” replied Peggy with an elbow to Giorgia.
“Yes, but please spare me the details of your sexual game plan—I’ve had enough excitement for one night” replied Giorgia with a chuckle.
Georgia called Kevin to pick Peggy up, and she thanked him for inviting her along for dinner.
Kevin began to apologize about his cousin's behaviour, but Giorgia was cool and calm about it, saying no need to apologize. “How were you to know your cousin and I were not a match made in heaven. No worries Kevin, I will just put it up to you owing me a big favor. Other than that, all is good, here is Peggy—bye talk soon” replied Giorgia as she handed the phone to Peggy.
Peggy was standing very tipsy as she talked to her husband “I’m ready and waiting for you to pick me up,” then blew a soft kiss into the phone receiver.
I’m on my way sweetheart”, Kevin stated, I should be there in a minute or two. I’ve really missed you…if you know what I mean.”
Peggy knew exactly what he meant as she hugged Giorgia and thanked her for the fun evening. “I am over the moon about visiting you in Italy.”
“Well, let me remind you that your husband hasn't yet agreed.”
“Believe me, he misses me already. He will be a pussy cat in my hands. Once I get him into bed, he will be more than happy to take me to Italy.”
The next thing Giorgia was waving goodbye to Kevin and Peggy as they drove off up the street. Little did Kevin know what he would be getting when they arrived back home. Giorgia knew her friend was good at getting her way on many issues with her husband. She had no doubt that they would be coming to visit her in Tuscany this summer. She slowly shut the door with a smile on her face.
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Peggy made her way into the kitchen, grabbing a can of whipped cream as she headed off to the bedroom. Kevin was already in bed as Peggy came into the room and slowly undressed. She walked over to her husband shaking the can of whipped cream “it’s time for a late-night snack…lover boy!”
Kevin was starting to quickly get very hard under the blankets as he watched his hot wife seductively approach him with a can of whipped cream. She then sprayed her nipples with the cream and rolled over onto her back on the bed. Kevin eagerly moved on top of her and began to lick her nipples clean of the whipped cream. She moaned with pleasure as Kevin licked her hard nipples, while she caressed herself between her legs, where she was getting very hot and moist. Suddenly she begged him to thrust his member inside her wet hotspot as she spread her legs wide open. Kevin began to thrust gently at first but soon Peggy moaned to do it harder and faster. He quickly obliged and soon they were both exploding together as though perfectly timed in rhythm, shaking and convulsing with extreme pleasure.
Afterwards they cuddled, while Peggy ran her fingers gently through his hair. “So, what do you think about vacationing this summer at Giorgia’s estate? We would not have to pay anything for accommodation on this holiday. Just think about all the hot sex we can enjoy on this romantic getaway?”
Kevin just gulped and grinned. He did not argue, but instead agreed that it was a great idea. He thought that he would love to go and check out Giorgia's new place. With that he rolled over and snored, leaving Peggy lying in the dark…all bright-eyed and excited about their upcoming trip to Italy.
Chapter 2. Arriving in Tuscany, Italy
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Giorgia wandered through the large old Tuscan property of her deceased uncle Antonio. She fondly remembered visiting him with her parents when she was about six years old. She had loved running around outside, playing in the lovely countryside that surrounded her uncle's home. He had an incredibly huge garden with all kinds of flowers, veggies, and grapevines. As a small child, she had loved picking the fresh grapes and popping them in her mouth with delight.
Inside her uncle's home everything was still neatly in its place. His hired housekeeper had taken good care of him for many years. He had told Giorgia that a woman by the name of Theresa Chenzo, from the local village, had worked as his housekeeper. Her uncle had stated that she was a very special woman in his life and that he was very close and fond of Theresa. In fact, he had left her a considerable sum of money in his will, as well as the master bedroom furnishings and some rare oil-paintings of the Tuscany countryside. At the time Giorgia thought this was very generous of her uncle indeed and that he was obviously very attached to his housekeeper in life. Giorgia was instructed that the ashes of her uncle were being kept for her by the priest at the village church. Apparently, he had wanted his ashes to be tossed around his beloved garden that in life had been his pride and joy. So Giorgia had planned to carry out his wishes. She decided she would visit with the priest in the morning to see if he could come and give a small service at the house, while she spread her uncle's ashes throughout the garden.
Giorgia had returned the next morning after handling arrangements with the very friendly priest, father Ravio. He had agreed to come the Saturday afternoon at two o'clock and was very pleased to do the service for her. In preparation for Saturday, Giorgia decided to wander through the lovely garden that her uncle had grown lovingly for so many years. She walked slowly around admiring the breathtaking scenery of Tuscany when in the distance, she spotted a most beautiful vision approaching her. Walking up the dirt road, carrying a woven basket in her arm was a strikingly attractive woman. This Italian goddess of a woman reminded her of Sophia
Loren, the movie star and was equally fascinating in both stature and beauty. Who could this woman be, Giorgia wondered? The woman then waved towards her and she waved back. Then both women started walking towards each other with equal looks of interest in the person before them.
“Ciao, you must be Giorgia. I have heard much about you. Let me introduce myself, I am Frederica, Theresa’s daughter. Please let me welcome you to Tuscany.”
It turned out that this lovely Italian woman standing before Giorgia was none other than the daughter of her deceased uncle's housekeeper, Theresa. Giorgia thought in the back of her mind that her uncle never mentioned how beautifully stunning his housekeeper's daughter looked.
