..you know....the typical 'Oh Shit' thoughts started wandering. I was just tired of typing and figured I really didn't have anything to lose. Everythi...g would be pretty clear in about 10 minutes....I just gripped the armrest on my chair and whispered to myself, “Here we go." It was just sheer coincidence that we found each other again... and of all places... Facebook. We reconnected, chatting and catching up. We were both divorced, his more recent then mine, had kids and so on. We viewed each. Our love making was wild and loud as usual, ending with bravado and you collapsing in my arms after your third or forth wave of orgasms. You smothered me with kisses as our bodies created waves that rippled across the pool. "Oh my gawwwwd, what am I going to do when you leave?" you asked, as if suddenly realizing my stay would soon end. "I don't know Lexi? Hmm, what are we going to do about that?" I answered softly with a kiss. We stood there in the pool, your legs still wrapped around my. The pizza boy wasstunned when he saw the sight before him, the short towel showing offnearly all of her legs and plenty of cleavage,“Err…p…pizza. ..ma’am?”“Yes, come in,” Richna replied, directing him to sit down as sheclosed the door. Quick thinking, she picked up her purse and sat downon the chair opposite, looking in her purse would bide her some timeto think, she definitely didn’t want Raghu to invite his mates roundfor an orgy so had to act fast. Either that or seduce this spottyyoung k**. Wednesday evenings we would usually take in a movie, then back to her house where we both enjoyed loving one another. On the weekends we enjoyed the social aspect of the lesbian clubs. Now this might sound funny but I'd never been to a live concert before, coming from a small town there just wasn't the appeal, except for to odd pantomimes at Christmas. Now in the bigger cities there were the regular theatres where live productions were staged. Reading the paper one night I noticed an ad for a.