Sorry for the long delay in writing. I had started a couple of new stories and sequels to some ongoing ones. Unfortunately, I somehow lost the flash drives that they were kept on. Then I got busy with other projects that took time away from my writing. I did work up a couple of new stories though. Don't worry, I am currently working on another installment of
Damage Control
along with the next part of
Giving Myself to my Friends
. Unfortunately, my mind kind of wanders occasionally, so I tend to write on the story that my mind dictates at the time.
For the person who commented to me that they really liked my
Linda
series, then was disappointed that I went back to 'This Crap', The first part of another lesbian romance will be submitted shortly. Sorry, I go where the dark forces of my mind dictate. I feel it would be cheating the readers if I tried to force writing a particular story if I wasn't fully into it.
OK, Legal bullshit: Fiction, not real, everyone over 18, don't bother with comments on spelling or grammar, I read stories here too, so I know that I am far from the worst in those areas.
Now, without further ado....
Ringing My Bell:
"By, mom." Luke called out.
"By, Sweetheart. Have fun." I called back just before the door closed.
Good. He's gone for the day, I thought. Luke and his girlfriend were going over to a friend's house for a pool party and bar-be-que. They would be gone all day, and even through a big chunk of the night. I wasn't worried about them. Luke was 20, and his girlfriend, Lana, was 19. They were both in college, but out for the summer. They were good, responsible kids. Sure, I realized that there would probably be some alcohol consumption, but they would take it easy. Also, their friends were pretty responsible and wouldn't let things get out of hand. I could trust them to not get into trouble.
A little about Luke and Lana. Luke took after his dad. He is 6' 1" tall, and weighs about 250-pounds. He works out at school, and is really great shape. Of course, I have seen him in his bathing suit around our pool, and I can tell you he is built pretty well. Short red hair, broad, muscular shoulders, washboard abs, and strong legs. Lana is a blonde. She is about 5' 5" tall, perky C cup breasts, toned legs and tummy, and a cute little bubble butt. Yes, she has been in our pool in her bikini as well. No, I wasn't (exactly) perving on her, but I couldn't help but notice.
I should probably tell you a little about myself. My name is Patricia Fitzpatrick. My maiden name was Fitzgerald. A funny little thing that my husband and I used to joke about, is that his name was Gerald Fitzpatrick. Since Patricia is the feminine of Patrick, we used to tell each other that Gerald fits Patricia, and Patricia fits Gerald. We did fit each other. Sadly, Gerald was killed by a drunk driver several years ago. The other driver happened to be one of the richest men in the state, and the settlement ensured that Luke and I would never have to worry about money for the rest of our lives.
Obviously, I am Irish. That is very easily concluded by looking at me. I am 5' 8" tall, flaming red hair down to my clavicles, 38 DD breasts, VERY pale skin with lots of freckles, and very curvy. I am not fat. I work out religiously, so my legs, ass, and stomach are well toned. I got pregnant with Luke on my 18
th
birthday when I gave Gerald my virginity. For those of you who are math challenged, that makes my 38-years old. For the pervs out there, I am not clean shaven. I am well groomed with a racing stripe. You may think I'm being vain, but I do like anyone that happens to get a glimpse to know that I am a natural redhead. Not that there are that many who do get the chance. I really haven't been with anyone since Gerald was killed. In fact, to my knowledge (unless it was by pure accident that I didn't realize), the only ones to have seen me were those women in the gym locker room when I was changing. I have a couple of trusty toys that I use to get though the stress.
OK. Back to the day my life changed. I was finishing up the laundry. I figured that giving them a half an hour would ensure that they wouldn't be back for anything that they may have forgotten, so it was time to get a little 'me time'. I went into my bedroom and stripped off my shorts, t-shirt, bra and panties. My bedroom has a set of French doors onto the back patio. I gathered up my laptop, vibrator, sunscreen, and went outside. We have a large privacy fence around the back, and the houses are spaced pretty far apart. I didn't need to worry about anyone seeing me. After slathering myself with sunscreen, I set the laptop on a table beside the lounger and opened up one of my favorite websites. Once I got situated, I plugged in my earbuds and hit play.
The scene started with a woman walking in through a wooded area. She comes across a secluded lake with no one around. After looking around to make sure she is alone, she begins to take off her clothes and hangs them on a nearby tree branch. As she is taking her clothes off, I slowly begin circling my nipples with my fingers. This continues as she carefully checks that she is still alone and enters the water to go for a swim. As the woman begins swimming, the scene changes to a group of three younger couples out for a nature walk. My right hand moves down to my pussy as the six of them stop short as they spy the woman skinny-dipping. I start slowly stroking my pussy lips as the group begins to whisper to each other. My finger moves to slowly run circles around my clit as one of the young women sneaks over and steals the older woman's clothes. The scene cuts back to the skinny-dipper blissfully swimming in the lake. She is suddenly startled when she hears a masculine voice call out asking, "How's the water?", followed by several other voices laughing.
I begin rubbing myself faster as she asks, "What are you doing here?"
"We are out her for a picnic, and this seems to be a great spot to have it." The girl who stole the clothes replies.
