My name is Rachael. Until just recently, I was a married mother of two who stayed at home entertaining myself. Recently, however, my entire life has turned upside-down. My husband left me for a trophy-bride (a young blonde slut who's only eighteen! Can you believe it?) and I've discovered a whole new side of myself as a result.
Right after the Jerk left me, I was devastated. I moped around the house for days on end crying my eyes out. Friends would come over to try and cheer me up, but nothing ever seemed to reconcile me. They finally dragged me out, and at a Christmas party given by a neighbor I met a wonderful woman named Sara.
Sara and I hit it off immediately. It was only a year before that she too had been left by her husband of ten years for a much younger woman. That common bond and her continual encouragement slowly drew me out of the shell I had built around me. We became fast friends, doing everything and anything together. We even planned on taking a week-long cruise into the Caribbean once my divorce from the Jerk was finalized.
When the day of the divorce came, I left my children with my parents and Sara and I drove to the airport. We flew down to Fort Lauderdale and took a shuttle to the ship. Little did I know that that cruise would change my entire life.
It happened on the third night. I was lying in my bed, lazily thinking of how Sara and I had spent the day snorkeling and how nice the young guy who took us out to the snorkeling area looked. I imagined undressing him completely and letting him take my wanting body. I was growing more and more aroused, and my hand sneaked down my body to caress my bush. I was really aroused and needed release, but I didn't want to wake up Sara in the bed next to mine.
Floating on the thoughts of the snorkeling instructor, I started to gently stroke my clitoris. With my other hand I slowly massaged my erect and sensitive nipples. Before long, I was moving my hips in time with my probing fingers.
Suddenly I felt the shock of cold air on my body as the sheets were pulled away from me. I opened my eyes and looked over at Sara standing next to the bed, completely naked. She leaned over and kissed me softly. Then, without saying a word, she pushed my hand away and moved her head between my legs. The warmth of her breath on my most sensitive place accentuated the cool of the room and I felt tiny pinpricks of pleasure all over my body. Then Sara began to lick and suck me down there and I lost all thought altogether.
I had never been with another woman before, although the Jerk pressured me over and over to have a threesome with another woman. But I felt so close to Sara, and her tongue held me so closely at the brink of climax. I reached down to pull her head deeper into me and I felt her tongue snaking all around down there. It pushed itself into me, then withdrew and circled my clitoris. It seemed like it was everywhere all at once. Finally, I came and wave after wave of orgasmic climax coursed through my entire being.
As I calmed down, Sara kissed her way up my body and curled up against me. I kissed her tenderly as she lovingly stroked my breasts and nipples. Neither one of us had said a word, but we both knew that it was right.
The next morning we had the cabin steward push the beds together, and we spent the rest of the cruise making sweet love to each other. And when we returned home, Sara moved in with me into the house that the Jerk is still paying for. Life couldn't be better!