Lesbian friend Stories

After a loveless, childless marriage, which thankfully lasted only a few years, I divorced Dan, a worthless, cheating bastard and got on with my life. I had difficulty believing I was now an emancipated woman! I was young, goddammit, and still in my twenties, but not for much longer. Dan-O had done such a number on me that for years I was allergic to serious relationships but, admittedly, I had, and still have, a very str...

I sat there in the rear of Paula’s car as she drove; Brenda’s arm was wrapped around me. There had been chuckles at my expense, mutterings that had now just become background noise. I didn’t care if collecting lady's telephone numbers had been just a Brenda game. Let them have their fun, I thought. Inside, I felt alive, I was still thinking about Linda and the future possibilities. It never occurred to me that I had just...

Our barbie had gone well with friends and neighbours chatting away, lots of wine consumed, and, of course, Stan had done us proud by doing his manly thing with the cooking. As the evening progressed, people started to come over and thank us before wandering off home. Later on, I found myself alone with Alice. Stan was sitting in a small group with our opposite neighbour, Phyllis. Alice patted my arm. “Let’s sit on the swi...

Chapter 1: Ginny's Story = A few weeks ago, instead of getting on with the jobs I wanted him to do, Stan was still in bed late in the morning. Around 11 o'clock, my friend Alice came to visit, as we wanted to arrange a girls’ tea party for next week. Alice is lovely, very jolly, very pretty, and a close long-term friend. After she arrived, I wittered on about Stan not getting up. "Perhaps if you came with me, he'd get the...