01-04-2019, 11:34 AM
Susan Bailey heard her phone buzz at 3:48 in the morning. She reached for the spot where she usually kept it on the nightstand before remembering that she wasn't alone or in her own bed and began disentangling herself from the other four naked, sleeping women to look for it.
It was probably just Julie letting her know she'd made it home safe and was turning off the phone. Susan lived and was in a loving, open relationship with a couple named Troy and Julie Equals. Julie was an artist who'd had a showing in Spokane for the past week and Troy was a grad student who was taking extra classes to obtain his Ph.D. in three years instead of the usual five, though he'd been working hard enough at it that he might just make it in two. Although they'd lived almost their whole lives together as best friends and partners in everything before falling in love, getting married, and choosing a last name that better-suited their feelings for each other; the week had been the longest they'd been apart since they'd become a couple.
The showing ended early when all her works got sold and Julie had been expected home on Monday. Knowing her husband well enough to anticipate that he would have already cleared his schedule for Monday in case her minivan broke down and he needed to go rescue her on the eight-hour drive home, she had decided to come home late Friday night instead and surprise him with a three-day weekend. Julie told Susan about the idea, she thought it was so sweet that she used the ability they'd been teaching her to convince their friends; Claire, Rachel, Brenda, and Sharon; to help her make it a proper caper by doing a sudden girls' weekend up in Seattle so Troy would be home alone, turning it into a "Just Us" weekend too.
The gathering at Rachel's apartment in downtown Seattle that had started out with "one before we hit the bars" quickly became "we got drinks here, let's throw in a bad movie." Just before the scene where the Snake Goddess first appears on the screen, it became "we're already wasted, making out, and groping each other here, let's just switch off the movie and go to the bedroom and make this an OFFICIAL lesbian orgy!" That had wound down about two hours ago and now the five women were sleeping in an erotic Tetris-like pattern on Rachel's bed.
Susan found her phone amongst her discarded clothing at the foot of the bed and pressed the button, expecting to see Julie's text. The message had turned out to be a newsflash with keywords that she had flagged to receive alerts about instead:
It was probably just Julie letting her know she'd made it home safe and was turning off the phone. Susan lived and was in a loving, open relationship with a couple named Troy and Julie Equals. Julie was an artist who'd had a showing in Spokane for the past week and Troy was a grad student who was taking extra classes to obtain his Ph.D. in three years instead of the usual five, though he'd been working hard enough at it that he might just make it in two. Although they'd lived almost their whole lives together as best friends and partners in everything before falling in love, getting married, and choosing a last name that better-suited their feelings for each other; the week had been the longest they'd been apart since they'd become a couple.
The showing ended early when all her works got sold and Julie had been expected home on Monday. Knowing her husband well enough to anticipate that he would have already cleared his schedule for Monday in case her minivan broke down and he needed to go rescue her on the eight-hour drive home, she had decided to come home late Friday night instead and surprise him with a three-day weekend. Julie told Susan about the idea, she thought it was so sweet that she used the ability they'd been teaching her to convince their friends; Claire, Rachel, Brenda, and Sharon; to help her make it a proper caper by doing a sudden girls' weekend up in Seattle so Troy would be home alone, turning it into a "Just Us" weekend too.
The gathering at Rachel's apartment in downtown Seattle that had started out with "one before we hit the bars" quickly became "we got drinks here, let's throw in a bad movie." Just before the scene where the Snake Goddess first appears on the screen, it became "we're already wasted, making out, and groping each other here, let's just switch off the movie and go to the bedroom and make this an OFFICIAL lesbian orgy!" That had wound down about two hours ago and now the five women were sleeping in an erotic Tetris-like pattern on Rachel's bed.
Susan found her phone amongst her discarded clothing at the foot of the bed and pressed the button, expecting to see Julie's text. The message had turned out to be a newsflash with keywords that she had flagged to receive alerts about instead:
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