Author's note:
This is obviously a work of fiction. Jade is my personal fantasy, although I would like to believe that somewhere, sometime Jade exists. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely this authors imagination.
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Siren Sisters pt. 2
Recap. Jade at 35, had lost her husband, Jim, the love of her life just as they were settling into a great comfortable life. After spending 3 months wallowing in self-pity Jade's best friend Kat persuaded her to Join her on a luxury Caribbean cruise where they had acted as courtesans under the direction of Lars the cruise line owner. Jade had a wonderful time which seemed to pull her out of her depression, but nothing lasts forever as she knew well. Eventually she returned home.
Adjustments
Jade went home to an empty house. She had been happy and energized while on the cruise. Everything had been taken care of for them. She and Kat reveled in the VIP treatment they received. Once she got home. reality set in, cooking, washing, cleaning, lonely nights. In order to put away her new wardrobe she needed to clear out some space by packing away her dead husband, Jim's, belongings, clothes, toys, sports equipment and memorabilia.
Why did you leave me
? She lamented for the 100
th
time.
We were supposed to grow old together.
The cruise had been fucking fun, literally. Prior to walking out the door last month, her count was 3, she had had intimate contact with her husband and 2 college boyfriends. Now she was up to 9 if you count blowing Marco the masseuse. And 2 of the 9 were women. Her catholic upbringing screamed
slut! Whore! Hooker, skank, prostitute! Harlot! Lesbian!
Her liberated empowered self, argued that she was a courtesan, that she was a worthy person who deserved the love and attention. And the orgasms and the cash certainly didn't hurt.
The second day home she received 1 dozen long stemmed yellow roses from Lars with a note '
Jade, please sail with us again soon
.' The day after that she received 2 dozen red roses from Larry, '
I think I love you. Landed another contract I will be out of touch for the next 4 weeks. I will call when I get back.' Oh Larry, you are sweet to say that but how can you love a fallen woman.
Larry had been a client who had picked her up on board. Larry was a very average looking guy who had turned out to have above average bedroom skills. Thinking of seeing him again got her wet.
Do I love you back? Of I go back can I allow myself a non-exclusive relationship with a man. Could that work?
Kat called while she was vasing and arranging flowers. "How are you sweetie? Is everything OK?"
Jade though about lying and saying 'everything is great, I feel fine.' But decided to tell her friend the truth.
After all they were more than just friends now
. "The cruise was great, but I got home to an empty house and all of Jim's things that I have to pack away and gotten rid of somehow... Sorry to be such a downer, I got flowers from Lars and Larry."
"Oh Sweetie, thanks for not putting up a brave front for me. I am free this weekend, can I come over and help you?"
"That would be nice. Thanks, Kat."
That could be just what I need
.
Kat showed up Saturday morning with coffee, breakfast sandwiches. and packing supplies. They ate their breakfast and then Kat said, "Let's get to work."
"Ok. Let's make 4 piles on the bed. starting with pile #1. This reminds me of Jim, and I want to keep it for when I need to remember being close to him. This pile was limited to 4 items, you can swap out as you wish, but no more than 4 items. Pile #2. Things to give to friends and family. Pile #3. Things we can sell. Pile $4. Donations to charity."
They spent the whole day going through HIS closet and dresser drawers. Pile 4 was the biggest and required a number boxes on the floor, pile 2 and 3 had items shifted around regularly.
Would he want these jerseys to go to family or on eBay?
In the end Jade begged to expand pile 1 to 5 items.
Kat relented and Jade kept the silk boxers Jim had worn on their wedding night, his prized basketball jersey, the T-shirt she thought always looked so sexy on him and his hoodie that he wore when he went out on a morning run. The hoodie hadn't been laundered yet, so it still smelled like him. There was also an Anniversary card she had bought for him, but he had died before their anniversary. "Kat if I had known about the limit on pile 1, I would have hidden some things under the bed." Kat got on her knees to look and found two pairs of shoes that had to go.
Once the work was done, they ordered sushi for dinner and started drinking. Jade didn't feel nearly as sexy in her own home as on the cruise but acquiesced to Kat's demand that they strip to their underwear to eat their Sushi. As they drank and ate, they got looser and looser.
Kat saved a lovely piece of tuna for last. Lying on her back Kat pulled her panties off. Then she placed the piece on her mons pubis just above her slit and encouraged Jade to eat it off her. Cleansing her pallet with a sip of her drink, Jade approached Kat from between her legs and, as Kat had hoped Jade ran her tongue up Kat's wet slit before gobbling up half of the piece of tuna.
Jade kept moving up as she chewed. She reached under Kat's back and unclipped her bra so she could suck Kat's nipples as she finished chewing and swallowed. Lying on top of Kat, Jade got close for a kiss. They almost touched their lips and Jade backed off. Kat had opened her lips in anticipation just in time for Jade to pop the rest of the piece in Kat's mouth. They both laughed. Kat commented over the tuna in her mouth, "Sweetie, that is the sort of playful creativity that will make you a sought-after courtesan."
"I guess I am a natural sex-kitten, right? I just don't know if I am ready to fully embrace that lifestyle. I keep hearing Sister Maria Theresa chiding me, 'whore, slut, prostitute, skank!' What will my family say if they find out?"