My lesbian lust for Auntie Evie

My lesbian lust for Auntie Eviw 22

Just like any great mystery, any crime, any suspicious incident, if you look hard enough, talk to the right people and - in my case - slip up and say a name, you'll find the information you never knew existed. Someone always know something? Right? Well, here's how I found out things I never knew.

I never really wanted to talk to Jennifer. I really didn't know her, and outside of the fact that we were in the same organization when we were younger, I hadn't spoken with her in years. But, unfortunately for me, outside of the girls on the chat site, I really had no one to talk to about this. I couldn't go to my family, I had a few friends, but they had their own lives and problems, so for me to bombard them with Lesbian Drama, after coming out of the closet - so to speak - would probably just have been an annoyance, rather than helpful.

One night in the pit of my misery, I did text Jennifer. We talked back and forth for a bit, and I didn't want to bombard her with relationship troubles right away. So, after a few days of back and forth and talking about ourselves, our lives, where we worked, where we lived, etc., etc. I finally mentioned I was going through a lot with the relationship I was in. Jennifer was very kind, asking all about it, wanting me to share, listening, and maybe even offering solutions. I never mentioned Evie's name during those conversations. I just kept saying, "My girlfriend."

However, when Jennifer and I decided to meet one evening for dinner, and in the midst of further telling her about the woman I was in love with who was married, but promised to leave her husband, I said, "I just wish Evie would do what she says she's going to do and leave him."

I think it took her a moment to connect the pieces in her head, because she started to just further the conversation along when she stopped mid-sentence and said, "Wait! Evie, as in Mrs. Evie from the Guides?"

I looked at her, almost feeling embarrassed and disgusted, but I started shaking my head up and down and finally mouthed out, "Yes."

"Evie?" She questioned me again. "As in Mrs. Eve, her husband Walter? If I remember correctly?" She added.

"Yes," I spoke. Mrs. Evie. Yes."

"WOW!" She mouthed out, long and slowly, as she sat back up against the backrest of the booth we were in. "WOW, I would have never suspected that," she said.

"And you asked her to get married? And she said Yes?" She questioned.

"Yes! Why?" I asked her.

"Oh, Bella, honey," She spoke softly as she moved more forward towards the table, reaching out her hands to cup mine. "Bella, Sweetie, Mrs. Evie, and Walter have done this with a lot of girls. She said. "Myself included."

"Done what?" I asked.

"Slept with girls they've met in their lives. Had threesomes. Promised the world to everyone." She furthered.

"I know of at least two others, outside of the Girl Guides." She added.

"Wait!" I stopped her. "You slept with Evie?"

And Walter, she added before I could even finish my sentence.

"Yes," she acknowledged. "Yes, Sweetie, I slept with Evie, right after I graduated high school. I was young, confused, curious, and Evie talked me into experimenting, so I had sex with her a few times. I was young," she justified as she lifted her shoulders and cocked her head slightly to the side.

"Oh my God," I whispered softly. It was like a bomb had gone off in my head, just obliterating everything I knew, felt, or was told by her. I was in such shock and horror that I couldn't even comprehend.

"Wait, I spoke out. "Just let me clarify, you slept with Evie, full-on sex? And you know they have done with other women?"

"Yes!" She spoke out sternly. "Yes, Bella, they do this all the time."

"I think I'm gonna throw up," I said to her, as I sat back in the booth, my arms crossing over my chest, my heart hurting even more now than it had before.

"I cannot fucking believe this." I furthered, as my hands shook and my stomach turned.

"Bella, I'm sorry if you thought anything would develop more with her. With them."

"But she told me she loved me. She secretly whisked me off for a weekend. I proposed. She's wearing my ring. She promised to leave him. She told me I was the only woman she ever had feelings for." I snapped out as the tears started falling from my eyes.

"Bella, I'm Sorry," Jennifer spoke as she reached out to hold my hands. "They pulled the same shit with me." She added.

"How?" I asked. "What happened?"

Jennifer answered my question by saying, "Well, I was very close with Evie after being at the guides for so long. One night, alone in the building after everyone left, Evie told me she had feelings for me and wanted us to develop something after I graduated next week, or maybe over the summer."

"It was very bold of her, very flattering and sensual, and rather erotic, since I had never thought about a woman that way. But I had been attracted to her, I wasn't sure who I wanted to date, and being a bit wild, as I was in those days, I decided to try." She added.

"The weekend after graduation, I met Evie at the Guides' building one late night, and we kissed. Evie told me she had never been with a woman before and was very curious about it, and very interested in me. So, over the next few weeks, each time we saw each other, we went further and further, until we made love at her place while her husband was out of town." She continued.

"We slept together a few times that summer, usually late at night after her Guide meetings. But then, one day, she called me in a panic, telling me Walter had found out, and we had to either stop seeing each other or let him join us. I didn't want to lose her because I was enjoying the newfound secretive sexuality, so I agreed to be with Walter. The situation continued until late August, until I left for college. I saw them when I was home on winter holiday, but after that, I never heard from them again," she related.

"Are you mad at me? She asked.

"No, Jennifer," I spoke. "I'm mad at them." I barked out.

Jennifer and I sat in silence for what seemed like 5 minutes. I just kept trying to digest what I had just learned. I couldn't even find words to speak. Even if I found the words, my mouth couldn't spit them out. Here I was sitting in a restaurant with a woman I barely knew, heartbroken to begin with, only now to discover that these two have been pulling the same scam on unsuspecting young women for years, and I apparently was the next victim.

Jennifer spoke up, "Can I ask you, how this all developed with Evie? What happened?"

I gave her the Reader's Digest version, but in a long-winded way, I explained that I was on my way to see a friend for lunch and that I walked past a woman at the outdoor café whom I recognized but couldn't remember her name. When I finally realized who it was, Evie, I went back and spoke to her. I hadn't seen Evie in years since I had left the guilds. While I was sitting with her briefly, she put her hand on my hand and my leg, begged me not to leave, and told me she missed seeing me. In those moments, we exchanged numbers and, shortly after, started texting a lot.

Through it all, in some of the next conversations and time spent together, Evie told me she had an interest in me, that she and Water had hit a big doldrum in their sex lives, and she wanted something different, new, and exciting. Then one day, after shopping, when my interest was piqued, I pulled my shirt up and showed her my tits (I raised my hands and said sorry to Jennifer for the bluntness). I furthered that I wasn't sure if I was bisexual or a lesbian, since I hadn't had any boyfriends recently and had the weird "kind of" situation going on with my college roommate. But that Evie kept flattering me, telling me how beautiful and sexy I was, how she wanted to experiment and try lesbian sex.

And just like in her case (Jennifer), every time we got together, Evie and I went further and further, until we actually slept together. I furthered, after a while, she snuck me up to Faversham for a weekend of nothing but us. When we got back, she started sending me little pictures and videos and kept telling me she was falling in love and wanted me more than him did.

Then, eventually (somewhat similar to her situation with them), when Walter allegedly discovered our affair, he called me, screaming at me that I was sleeping with his wife. Giving me a guilt trip, so in conversations with Evie after that night, I agreed to sleep with him occasionally, as long as Evie and I could keep seeing each other.

I told her that, in the end, Evie and I had a couple of overnights alone at my house, and that Evie told me she wanted us to be together forever, so I decided to propose. But since then, it has been nothing but excuses and delays on her part about the divorce and moving in with me.

You should have seen the look on Jennifer's face after I got through it all. I think she was more dumbfounded and shocked than I was.

I asked her if she was a lesbian. And she replied, "No." She told me that she had a long-term boyfriend and had just experimented in those days, because she was a little on the wild side. I guess I never saw that, considering we were a few years apart, and she left shortly after I joined.

Jennfier and I talked for a little while longer. She tried to justify Evie's interest in me by saying that maybe I was the one who would make Evie leave Walter. That perhaps I had touched her more than all the previous interludes those two had concocted. In the end, Jennifer advised me to protect myself at all costs and not let those two get the best of me. She did tell me the names of the other two girls she knew of that Evie and Walter had scammed, but I didn't know who either was, so there was no need for me to keep investigating.

Now that I knew. Now that I had a definitive answer on what these two were doing, you bet your ass, once I left the restaurant, I was on my way to Evie's house.

I will say this. It was kind of a turn-on hearing about Jennifer experimenting. It wasn't a turn-on to know she had been lured in by these two. And you bet your bottom dollar, I was on the phone with my new bestie, Elisa, the whole time I was driving to Evie's. Who, after hearing me scream aggressively about what I had just found out, was pushing for me to beat both of their asses and let them have what was rightfully coming to them.

I don't want to drag this out more than I should, but I will tell you all about that confrontation and the follow-up in the next chapter. Then I will tell you about my revenge sex with Elisa in the following writings.

Just know for now, I was hurt, I was sad, but I was furious. And I mean, I was fucking pissed off, seeing red, angry, and Walter and Evie got an absolute earful that night. Sadly, I inadvertently threw Jennfer under the bus, but I needed her experiences with them to justify the bullshit.

It was a wild few minutes inside their house, and I did a couple of things you'd never expect. Stay tuned, I called them out...