Sacred Thoughts - The Collection

by Alana Chappell

  “Well, I thought it was too, but we just really got along like old friends, you know?” Theresa replies.

  “Well, babe, if that is something you really want to do than you should go. I will figure dinner out; it’s not a big deal.”

  Feeling completely confused and guilty she blurts out, “I really like her, I mean really like her, if you know what I mean, babe. I have never felt this way before and I have to let you know that I really want an opportunity to be with her sexually.”

  Completely taken back by the words that had just come out her mouth she feels relief and yet anticipates her husband’s response.

  “Are you telling me you want to go out on a date with this woman you just met?”

  “I guess I am, sorry, I couldn’t wait till you got home to tell you but I didn’t want to do the wrong thing by not telling you at all. If you don’t approve I won’t go. I have never felt this way about a woman before and I am pretty sure she was hitting on me. She is so gorgeous.”

  Completely taken back, the first thing that runs through her husband’s mind is picturing his gorgeous wife with another gorgeous woman. “Umm,” he mutters, “well, I guess I will see you tonight when you get home. Just please let me know where you are going to be so I don’t have to worry.”

  “I will, babe. Are you sure you’re not angry?”

  “Absolutely not. Angry is the furthest emotion I am feeling.”

  Anxious to get off the phone, she tells her husband that she loves him and stops the pot of water from boiling. Ring, ring, her cellphone goes. She races to pick up her phone. A sexy voice says, “Hi, is this Theresa?”

  “Yes, it is,” she replies. “Did you still want to go do something tonight?”

  “Absolutely. Let’s meet at the bar down on 8th street about 7p.m.”

  “Okay, sounds good to me.” She anxiously hangs up the phone and makes her way to her bedroom where she showers. Making sure she is clean from head to toe, she sprays on her perfume of choice. Looking for something sexy to put on, she finds a pair of skinny jeans and a sexy little backless top. In search of her sexiest heels, she finds the highest pair of knee high boots. She quickly puts on her makeup and blow dries her hair, all the while thinking about what it would be like to be with a woman. Wow, she thinks to herself as she looks in the mirror. “I definitely look hot. I would be interested in myself,” she says with a smirk.

  Feeling a little guilty, she calls up her husband to talk to him for a while. “Sorry, babe,” she says.

  “For what?” he replies.

  “For putting you in a situation that you may not be okay with.”

  “I am fine; I was just taken aback because I had never heard you say that you were interested in a female before.”

  “I know,” she says. “I have never felt like this before and, believe me, I am confused myself.”

  “You don’t think that you want to permanently be with a woman - a lesbian?” he replies.

  “No,” she says. “This is strictly sexual and all new for me, but you know that I love you and would never leave you.”

  “Okay, babe, then go have some fun,” he says. “Just let me know where you are and what you are going to do.”

  “I will, babe,” she says in a soft voice. “I love you very much.”

  “Love you too. I will talk to you later, bye.”

  Making her way to the car, she puts on a CD that makes her feel a little spicy. As she arrives at the front of the bar on 8th street her stomach is full of butterflies and anticipation. She takes a deep breath as she gathers her purse from the seat next to her. Grabbing her ID out of her wallet, she makes her way to the door. The bouncer takes a look at her ID and allows her to go inside.

  As she looks through the door, she can see Esmeralda sitting on a stool, looking stunning. She is dressed in a tiny black dress, and her legs are crossed and exposed all the way to the top of her thigh. Damn, she thinks to herself, feeling like she is going on a first date. She hugs Esmeralda and they exchange a soft, intimate kiss on their cheeks. Theresa pulls up a stool and they begin to make small talk.

  “Have you been here before?” Theresa asks.

  “Yes, I come here all the time,” she says with a smirk. “I work here,” she later adds.

  “Oh,” Theresa replies, “what do you do here?”

  “I am a cocktail waitress and a full time college student.”

  Interesting, Theresa thinks to herself. “What are you studying?”

  “I am studying to become a nurse - I have one year left.”

  “That’s cool,” says Theresa. “I am an accountant. As you can imagine, it’s an exciting job,” she states with a laugh.

  “I think that’s great. At least I know someone who can do my taxes Esmeralda replies with a smile.

  A waitress comes to the table and asks, “What can I get you to drink?”

  Esmeralda says, “You know what I like; I will have the usual,” she tells the waitress whom she is friends with. “What would you like?” She looks over at Theresa.

  “Let’s go with a margarita,” she says.

  “Okay, and I will bring a round of shots as well.”

  “Wow,” says Theresa. “I guess we will be taking a cab anywhere we go.”

  “Well, I just live a block away, so worst case scenario we can walk there.”

  Theresa takes a deep breath as her blood pressure rises with anticipation from what was just said.

  “Drinks are here!” Esmeralda yells out as she hands a shot glass to Theresa. As she raises the glass, she toasts to a good night, they clank their glasses together, and proceed to grab their mixed drinks off of the table. Immediately, Theresa can feel the alcohol warming her body as she begins to feel a little tipsy. She seems to be in great spirits as she jumps down from the stool to dance to the music. Standing there looking so fucking sexy, Theresa grabs Esmeralda’s hand to go dance.

  Dancing on the floor, Theresa can’t help herself as she grabs a hold of Esmeralda’s waist and brings her closer in. Who is this person? Theresa thinks to herself, knowing that the alcohol has given her liquid courage. She just flows with it. Esmeralda responds by grabbing a hold of Theresa’s ass while they dance. Looking at each other, they go in for a kiss while grinding up against each other. Breast to breast, you can feel the sex in air. Drawing back for a minute, realizing where they are, they need to cool off a bit.

  They make their way back to the table and finish their drinks. Theresa moves her chair closer to Esmeralda and begins to feel up her thighs. Esmeralda grabs a hold of her hand. She places it on top of hers, guiding her to her inner thighs. Esmeralda opens her legs a little more, giving Theresa complete access to her pussy. Theresa slides her hand a little deeper and finds what she was looking for. Warm pussy was waiting for her; she noticed that Esmeralda was not wearing any panties and that made her wet thinking about it. I have never played with a pussy before except for mine, she thinks to herself, thinking that it has to be similar. She slides her fingers around, watching Esmeralda flinch around in her seat.

  Esmeralda whispers in her ear, “Let’s go.”

  “Okay,” Theresa replies as they quickly walk down the street to Esmeralda’s home. Racing through the door, they passionately make their way to the couch. Esmeralda pushes Theresa down to the couch and climbs on top of her. Straddled across Theresa, she begins to take off her shirt and suck on her nipples as they are exposed. Esmeralda jumps off of Theresa and takes her dress off, exposing her extremely sexy body. Completely naked, she bends over to take off Theresa’s boots and unzips her pants, pulling them off in a hurry. Wearing no panties, she becomes an easy target for oral sex. She pushes Theresa back down on the couch and jumps in between her legs to dive deep down into her pussy.

  “Oh my God!” Theresa screams with pleasure. “Ahh, ooh.” She can
hardly contain herself. Everything is happening so quickly; she feels her body enjoying every minute of it. Esmeralda pulls her waist closer to her face so she can go deeper with her tongue; she begins to tongue fuck Theresa. With her back arched and senses on overload, she begins to moan uncontrollably. “I am going to cum!” she screams as she lets out one of the best orgasms of her life. “Ahh, shit!” she yells as cums uncontrollably. With her body going limp and her clit extra sensitive Esmeralda gives it one last lick as she comes up for air.

  “Fuck,” she says after Esmeralda is done. “Come here, you sexy bitch.” She intensely grabs a hold of Esmeralda’s hair and kisses her passionately. Making her way down her neck, she stops and begins to aggressively suck her tits. With her nipples as hard as rocks, she makes her way down to Esmeralda’s beautifully shaped thighs as she kisses around the insides of them. She thinks to herself as a quick thought, I have never done this before but I really need to taste her. Here goes nothing. She takes her tongue and begins to suck on Esmeralda’s clit.

  “Oh, Ahh.” Esmeralda begins to moan, giving Theresa confirmation she is doing it right. She begins to slide her fingers inside her warm, wet pussy that tasted so sweet. Sliding her fingers in and out, she continues to suck on her clit as Esmeralda moans louder and louder. Feeling her pussy pulsating on her fingers was enough to drive Theresa crazy as she wanted her tongue to feel the same pulsating beats. She removes her fingers and replaces them with her tongue. Flicking her tongue back and forth, she plants it deep inside of Esmeralda. With her lips gently rubbing up against Esmeralda’s clit as her tongue was deep inside, it is too much for Esmeralda. As her back arches, she screams out, “I’m cumming!”

  What Theresa doesn’t expect is to be shot with wetness from Esmeralda’s orgasm. Feeling kind of turned on by that, she screams out, “What the fuck just happened?”

  Esmeralda laughs as she explains. “I am sorry, I am a squirter.”

  “Not that I am not turned on, I just wasn’t expecting it,” Theresa says as she laughs.

  Esmeralda laughs as she lies back across Theresa, kissing her ever so gently on her neck and making her way back to her mouth. Lying sweaty together, they lay naked as they go in for round two. With Esmeralda’s sexy body lying across her, Theresa finds her pussy begins to pulsate. She finds herself wanting to be penetrated so badly. She spreads her legs, wanting any feeling of stimulation. Esmeralda reaches down with her hands and places three fingers back inside of Theresa’s warm and wet pussy. They begin to slowly rock together as Theresa begins to feel her body giving into all of these erotic things that are taking place.

  “Ah, Ohh,” Theresa begins to moan as they rock harder and faster. She can feel the wetness from Esmeralda’s pussy draped across her stomach as they grind in sync. “Fuck!” she yells out as she cums all over Esmeralda’s hand.

  Esmeralda leans over and says, “Is that what you were looking for?” as Theresa lies, completely relaxed.

  “I was,” she replies as she grabs a hold of her waist. “Your turn now; get up on my face.”

  “Really?” replies Esmeralda.

  “Right now,” she replies. As Esmeralda climbs aboard, Theresa proceeds to place her tongue deep inside of her. As she rocks back and forth, it doesn’t take long for Esmeralda to moan out loud repeatedly. Theresa grabs a hold of Esmeralda’s ass as she gently begins to play with her asshole.

  This makes Esmeralda crazy. She has to lean forward to grab the wall. She screams out loud. “Ahh!” Rocking faster and harder, Esmeralda screams, “I am going to cum!”

  Remembering the waterfall shower she had experienced earlier, Theresa braces herself for another shower.

  “Uhh, my God, that felt so good,” she screams out as she climbs down and collapses on the floor.

  “I was waiting for a cum shower,” Theresa says as she laughs.

  “I can control when I want to do it,” Esmeralda says with a giggle.

  Remembering she needs to text her husband, Theresa calls him and asks him for a ride, knowing she is in no condition to drive. He asks for the address as she gets up to get dressed and washes up. Esmeralda waits for Theresa to finish washing up and makes her way into the bathroom.

  “My husband is coming to get me,” Theresa says.

  “Oh, I didn’t realize you were married,” Esmeralda says with concern. “Does he know what you were doing with me here tonight?”

  “Actually, he does.”

  “Wow, that’s a good man,” she replies, “and yes, he is. You should ask him if he would like to join us for another occasion.” She smiles.

  “Wow,” she says, “I am quite sure he wouldn’t turn that down.” Ding, dong goes the doorbell. “That’s him,” she says as she gathers her purse and heads to the door. “Esmeralda, come here so you can meet my husband.”

  She quickly scurries to the door. Theresa opens the door and kisses her husband. “I want you to meet my new friend Esmeralda.”

  “Hello,” he says with a Cheshire grin. “Are you the one taking care of my wife tonight?”

  “Yes, I am,” she replies, “and I hope to take care of the both of you on a later date.”

  “Wow,” he replies. “Okay, then that is something we definitely have to talk about.” He smiles and makes eye contact with his wife.

  “Perfect,” Esmeralda says as she reaches in to kiss Theresa. “Take care and call me!” she shouts as they make their way to the car.

  “I will,” replies Theresa.

  As they drive off, Theresa’s husband looks over at his wife and says, “Did you have a good time?”

  “More than you know.” She smiles. “I will tell you all about it when we get home.”

  “I love you,” he says as he rubs her thigh.

  “I love you too, baby, more than you know,” she replies with a grin.

  Dirty laundry

  “Thank you,” Bethany says as a young man opens the door for her.

  “Do you need any help?” he asks as she carries a huge laundry basket of clothes to a nearby counter.

  “No thank you,” she replies.

  She makes one more trip to the car for her last laundry basket. “Ugh,” she says as she throws the last basket onto the counter. The room smells of fabric softener and detergent. She retrieves all of her towels and throws them in the nearest washing machine. Placing a little detergent in her load, she peers off to the right and notices someone staring at her. It is the same gentlemen who had offered to help her. She smiles as she continues to sort out her laundry.

  “Hmm,” she says out loud as she starts to place her whites in the next washer over. Bethany starts to look for her fabric softener and realizes that she left it at home. Uh, I have to have that, she thinks to herself as she starts to look around. Oh good, there’s a machine that sells fabric softener.

  As she makes her way over to the machine, she can feel eyes on her. She tries not to look in the direction of this man from earlier. Feeling a little uncomfortable, she does her best to not make eye contact. Slowly she walks back to her washers and places the softener back in the load. “There,” she says with a sigh of relief.

  Reaching for her purse, she rummages through it looking for her book. “Found it,” she quietly says to herself. “Okay, now where was I? Oh yeah, this is a good murder mystery.” After 15 minutes of being completely enthralled with her book, she looks up to check on her wash. She notices the same man on his laptop; it looks as though he is researching something important. “Hmm.” Although she is not completely interested in this stranger, something about him captures her eye.

  Intrigued with what he is doing, she finds herself staring. He looks her direction and finds her staring. “How incredibly embarrassing,” she says as she looks away in a hurry.

  Her loads of laundry reach the final spin and she makes her way over to them. Trying despe
rately not to look in his direction, she places the clothes in the dryer. She can see him changing out his load and making his way over to the dryers where she now stands. With her heart beating she courageously looks up and says, “Hi.”

  “Hello,” he responds. “I am Damien.”

  “My name is Bethany,” she replies as she finds herself lost in his huge, dark eyes. It’s so unfair to have eyelashes that long, she thinks to herself as he smiles at her. Wow, he is much more attractive that I had anticipated.

  “I haven’t seen you here before,” he says as he loads his laundry into the dryer.

  “My washer broke at home and I don’t want to take home a bunch of wet clothes to dry them.”

  “Oh,” he responds as he watches her with her clothes. “Are you married?” he boldly asks.

  “No, I am not,” she replies as she looks away quickly.

  “So, what do you do for a living?” he asks.

  “I am a 911 operator,” she replies.

  “Oh, wow. I bet that is a very interesting job.”

  “Yes it is,” she replies. “Never a dull moment, that’s for sure. What do you do?” she asks him with interest.

  “I own this laundry mat,” he replies.

  “No way!” she yells out.

  “Yep,” he replies as he places the dryer on a second cycle. “I took over this place five years ago.”

  “That’s why you asked me about coming here?” she replies.

  “Yep. I knew I hadn’t seen you here before and I would have remembered someone like you,” he replies.

  “That’s really cool; the fact that you are a business owner is intriguing I must say.”

  “Is it?” he asks as he sits back down next to her.

  POP goes a loud sound outside. “What in the heck was that?” she yells as she stands up to look.

  “I think it was thunder.”

  “Thunder?” she asks, confused.

  “Yes, we are due for a storm tonight and we should probably try to hurry up and get these clothes dry.”

  The lightning strikes outside and lights up the whole building. “That is terrifying,” she says as she quickly sits back down.