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Lesbian Female / 49
It Can Work Out
A few years ago I decided to move to a very small town on the Washington coast. I was divorced and self employed and worked at home online, so I was free to do this.
I really enjoyed this change in my life. Then after being there for about six months I met Darla and we started to become friends. We were the same age and she was divorced, too. Well, I don’t know quite how we managed, except by mutual interest, we started to have a bisexual friendship. This was something new for both of us, but we were surprised that it was quite enjoyable and nice being women like that together.
After about a year we sort of came to the conclusion that we were being more lesbian than just bisexual, as we were actually having quite a loving and romantic relationship. We enjoyed each other’s company, and we would go out for long walks in the green countryside together, and it was quite wonderful. We weren’t exactly secret about any of this, and people around began to know, and they were all very accepting of it. Darla and I were this lesbian couple. Discretely and unknown, that we were also this nudist couple at home, which Darla and I thoroughly enjoy.
Pretty much reaching that point, Darla had an apartment in town, and since she was spending most of her time out at my place, and I had a house, it made sense and was far more convenient if she just moved in and we lived openly together. The only problem was my daughter, who was twenty-six and single and living on her own. I felt that I should tell her, so I did.
My daughter was surprised and really didn’t know quite what to think. I explained to her that Darla and I were just happy being together and that it was nice, and that there were no problems with this where I lived. My daughter came out to spend a few days, she met Darla, liked her, and saw that it was not this maybe imagined horrible thing.
So I just wanted to post this to say that sometimes things really do work out, even in unexpected ways.
I really enjoyed this change in my life. Then after being there for about six months I met Darla and we started to become friends. We were the same age and she was divorced, too. Well, I don’t know quite how we managed, except by mutual interest, we started to have a bisexual friendship. This was something new for both of us, but we were surprised that it was quite enjoyable and nice being women like that together.
After about a year we sort of came to the conclusion that we were being more lesbian than just bisexual, as we were actually having quite a loving and romantic relationship. We enjoyed each other’s company, and we would go out for long walks in the green countryside together, and it was quite wonderful. We weren’t exactly secret about any of this, and people around began to know, and they were all very accepting of it. Darla and I were this lesbian couple. Discretely and unknown, that we were also this nudist couple at home, which Darla and I thoroughly enjoy.
Pretty much reaching that point, Darla had an apartment in town, and since she was spending most of her time out at my place, and I had a house, it made sense and was far more convenient if she just moved in and we lived openly together. The only problem was my daughter, who was twenty-six and single and living on her own. I felt that I should tell her, so I did.
My daughter was surprised and really didn’t know quite what to think. I explained to her that Darla and I were just happy being together and that it was nice, and that there were no problems with this where I lived. My daughter came out to spend a few days, she met Darla, liked her, and saw that it was not this maybe imagined horrible thing.
So I just wanted to post this to say that sometimes things really do work out, even in unexpected ways.
