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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 28
Mistress To The Mistress
Soon after getting my first big girl job I met Christine, a 32 year old Executive Secretary. She was, is, a knock out, beautiful, intelligent, poised, supreme. The daughter of the CEO and Chairman of the Board of a large publicly traded company she grew up around the rich and famous. She had poise. And she liked me and I woke up with her in an imaginable apartment.
The timing of that night was critically close and I asked if she had a tampon as I felt I might be coming down with my period. She sent me to the bathroom and in a drawer. I found a kit with shaving cream, razor, deodorant, toothpaste and toothbrush. A man's overnight kit. It hit me very hard, really hurt me that she would have a man's toiletry kit in her bathroom drawer.
I looked around her apartment, looking for 'evidence'. I found bottles of Scotch, the kind my father had, and a box of cufflinks and tie pins. She followed me and let me look, open drawers, go through her closet, under the couch. Until I stopped and she said to me 'I'm the lover of an important man'.
Little did I realize that a lesbian is the perfect mistress, no marriage desires, no kids. Money buys anything, and for the girl that has everything, a powerful man. If I hadn't fallen in love, but I did and that makes me her mistress, kept, enjoyed like her vacations, her apartment, the other fine things in her life.
The timing of that night was critically close and I asked if she had a tampon as I felt I might be coming down with my period. She sent me to the bathroom and in a drawer. I found a kit with shaving cream, razor, deodorant, toothpaste and toothbrush. A man's overnight kit. It hit me very hard, really hurt me that she would have a man's toiletry kit in her bathroom drawer.
I looked around her apartment, looking for 'evidence'. I found bottles of Scotch, the kind my father had, and a box of cufflinks and tie pins. She followed me and let me look, open drawers, go through her closet, under the couch. Until I stopped and she said to me 'I'm the lover of an important man'.
Little did I realize that a lesbian is the perfect mistress, no marriage desires, no kids. Money buys anything, and for the girl that has everything, a powerful man. If I hadn't fallen in love, but I did and that makes me her mistress, kept, enjoyed like her vacations, her apartment, the other fine things in her life.
