0 comments/ 79697 views/ 8 favorites Your Little Secret... By: MISTANG I stared at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself "how did my life come to this?" I am successful business owner, a mother of two great children, and my husband is a good man even when he is not being a total asshole. So why am I thinking of crossing the line with someone else? Why is it after all this time I am doubting my sexuality? I am 43 years old and never thought that I would be tempted by someone of the same sex. But I never intended to meet someone like her. I knew the day I meet her that there was something more behind her eyes then first perceived. I stood in front of the mirror checking my body, I wanted to look my best for her. My short sleeve brown shirt fit me snuggly and showed enough of my breast that I knew where her attention would be most of the night. My jeans hugged my firm ass and made my legs seem longer than they actually were. A smile crossed my face as I thought about what her reaction would be to my outfit, all that played out in my head was her eyes running over and over my body. Just that thought alone made me hot with anticipation. I brushed my hands down over my breast as the image of her hands on my body filled my head. I wanted to feel her hands on my body. Lower my hands roamed down in between my thighs, I could feel the heat through my jeans. I imagined her fingers in me thrusting in and out, letting me enjoy every wave of pleasure. My fingers squeezed around my mound and my breathing began to quicken. I pressed harder against myself as the images of her fucking me with her fingers harder and harder began to take over. Just as my orgasm began to break I heard the faint sound of my cell phone ringing. She faded from my mind and my body began to ache for her. I knew tonight was going to be very interesting. I raced across the room and quickly retrieved my cell, but my smile disappeared as the caller I.D. lit up my husbands name. "Yes." My voice trembled as I tried to put the longing for her touch out of my mind. "Hey you haven't left yet. Do you think they would mind if I tagged along tonight?" His question broke my heart. How was I supposed to get her to myself if he tagged along. "I am not sure let me call." My voice trailed off as I began to mention her name. My body began to shake in my head I heard me screaming her name as she licked at my clit. "You still there?" His voice startled me. I was breathing hard again as my mind raced with images of her. "Yeah," I answered clearing my dry throat. "Let me call Shirley and see what she says." I quickly stammered out. "You know I am your husband, I should be able to go out with my wife without needing permission." He answered sternly as my mind stopped and focused on his voice and changing tone. "I am sure she will say that she doesn't mind. I'll call Shirley then call you back." I quickly snapped the phone shut and sat on the edge of the bed. My mind was racing I knew that she would not be happy either about him coming along tonight, but sometimes sacrifices had to be mad to keep peace. I flipped the phone back open and found her number. Just seeing her number before my eyes made my body shiver. I pressed the call button and waited through a multitude of rings before I heard her answer as only she does to me. "Well, hello sunshine." Her voice sent my body in to a trance. "Hello, I have a question to ask. Well it is more like a favor then a question." I said softly as I layed back on the bed letting my free hand venture back down between my thighs. "You are not backing out on me are you?" I heard her voice change to anxiety as she waited for my answer. "No nothing like that, but apparently Ed's poker game got canceled tonight and he was wondering if he could join us?" The feel of my hand on myself and her voice in my ear was enough for me to climax quickly. "Well, I really did not want him to be there tonight but if it makes you happy then sure why not." The echo of her disappointment rang in my ears. I wanted to scream her name as my orgasm took over. "You still there?" I heard her whisper as my body regained its control. "Yeah sorry lost in thought. It does not thrill me that he will be there either but to keep the peace I will have to play along." My breathing was heavy as I mumbled out my words. "Are you alright?" She asked noticing my breathing. "Yeah just a little disappointed that he is coming with us." "I know how you feel." She replied quickly. "Well I guess I will see you two here in a little bit. Remember Illusions at eight." She quickly said as I heard the voice's of the rest of the group already with her. We said our goodbye's and she hung up quickly. I could just imagine her reaction as she told rest of the group that Ed was now coming. I quickly called him back and let him know when and where to meet us at. As I hung up with him I noticed the clock 7:36. Just enough time to freshen up and out the door I went. Illusions was a little hole in the wall bar just outside of town. As I parked I noticed her car. I pulled in next to it and parked. Unfortunately my husband was already here and so was the rest of the group. Needless to say I could imagine that none of them were pleased that a man was joining us on our girls' night out. As I opened the door I heard her voice yell across the room "Hey she is with me." Just the way she phrased that sentence made me smile. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the bar and my meet with hers from across the dance floor. I had never been in this bar and I liked the way it was set up. The pool tables and dance floor was separated by the bar. The dance floor was average in size but extended back to far corners that were almost pitch black. As I made my way to the table I noticed a small band setting up off to the right in front of the bar. I loved this set up I smiled to myself as I noticed Ed playing pool. Shirley stood and pulled out the seat next to her allowing me to sit next to her. "I don't think Ed will mind if you take his seat." Her voice was low and smooth as she passed a glance over at the pool tables. The rest of the group consisted of two servers Tiffani and Amanda and Shirley's production help Alicia but we all called her Turtle. As Shirley took down the drink order she moved closer to me and I did the same. Our arms touched and I could feel the hair stand on the back of my neck. Our eye's meet and I could feel my face flush as she smiled at me. While she was at the bar the group filled me in on the few choice words she called Ed after she and I got off the phone. I smiled and fixed my attention on her as she handed Ed a beer and headed back to the table. She sat the drinks in the middle of the table and headed back off to the bar but turned and began to talk to on of the band members. With a smile and handshake she was back at the table. "What was that all about?" Turtle asked as Shirley pulled her chair closer to me and sat down. "Just requested a song once they get going." She smiled as she drank down her signature jack and coke. As we all sat there talking the bar began to fill with what Shirley called the regulars. Tiffani, Turtle, and Amanda all sat in busy conversation as Shirley would occasionally brush her arm up against me then follow it with a muttered sorry. My eyes stayed fix on Shirley. She looked at home in this bar as friends would come over and make the idle chit chat and then rejoin the group they came in with. My eyes darted over to the pool tables. The bar was so full that I now could no longer see any sight of my husband and didn't not care either. This just made my night much easier. The band member took to the mic and introduced themselves. The crowd and Shirley cheered as they finished their introduction. The first couple of songs they played most of the crowd stayed in there seats but as more alcohol began to flow the dance floor filled. Maybe it was the company or the beer but I began to sway along with the music. I closed my eyes and pictured Shirley and I dancing closely. I could feel her hands on my body and her breath on my skin. I began to breath harder as the thought played on well after the music stopped. As I opened my eyes I seen that half the crowd was now on the dance floor. "Now this next song is a special request from our biggest supporter. Shirley this one is for you." The band member she had spoken to earlier said as he began to jam on his guitar. "What is the name of this song?" I heard Tiffani scream over that drums. "Your Little Secret." Shirley screamed back as she stood up and motioned us all to join her on the dance floor. Without hesitation I was right behind her and the rest of the group followed my lead. Tiffani, Amanda, and Turtle made their way to the center of the floor as Shirley pulled me off to the dark corner. "Less people." She said as she leaned over to my ear. I will agree as I noticed the crowd blocked the view to the pool tables, and everybody was facing away from us. The song began to pick up rhythm and my body followed along. Shirley's gaze fixed on my body as I danced for her. I watched as she licked her lips. I smiled as I turned my back to her and waited for her to move closer. I closed my eyes and could feel my body quiver as her hands grabed my waist and pulled me closer to her. At that moment I gave myself to her and pushed even closer to her. My head fell back onto her shoulder and I could feel her breath blowing through my hair. I did not care if anybody seen the way she made my body react. I did not care if he walked over and caught me in her arms. The only thing I cared for was her hands. She slowly moved her right hand around to my stomach as her left hand rubbed along the area just above my breast. I felt her move me farther into the corner as her lips began to kiss lightly on my neck. My knees began to shake under her touch and kiss. She moved her lips up and down my neck as her left hand moved to my breast. I felt a surge of passion pass through me as she squeezed at my breast. I moaned but with the band continuing to play I doubt she even heard me. Her lips found my ear as her hand ventured down into my shirt and bra. She found my nipple hard and attentive for her. I took in a shaper breath as she pinched at my right nipple letting her arm brush against my left breast. "I wanted to do this right tonight, but he had to tag along." She whispered into my ear. "Do you know how long I have wanted to please you like this." Her words left me breathless. "Tell me when he fucks' you does he care more about you or himself?" Her question turned me on more as she pinched harder at my nipple. "Himself." I sighed out she I felt her hand move down past the button on my jeans. I felt her hand slip inside my panties and down in between my thighs. "Well right now you are with a giver not a receiver. All I want to do is make you cum." With that sentence she pushed me up against the wall. My hands stopped me from hitting the wall face on. She moved her hand out of my shirt and down to the button of my jeans. Without any hesitation she undid the button and zipper in one quick movement. I arched my back allowing her easier access to my already soaked pussy. Her fingers ran across the lips of my pussy and a chill ran through my body. Her free hand moved back to my breast and pulled my shirt and bra back to expose my breast to her hands. Before I could breath at the feel of her hands on my breast she turned me to face her and meet my lips with a forceful kiss. Her hand pushed back inside my panties. She fondled my clit as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. My sigh broke our kiss as she stared deep into my eyes. Her fingers pushed deep inside me. I can not describe the feeling she threw me into somewhere between pain and ecstasy. She thrust her fingers deeper into me as I wrapped my arms around her neck pulling her in for another long passionate kiss. Her tongue explored my mouth as she picked up momentum with her fingers. She pushed me farther back into the corner as she trailed her lips away from mine and moved them down my neck. She pulled her fingers from me as I gasped at the void that now filled my throbbing wet pussy. Her hands and lips found my nipples at the same time. She kissed around at one while her fingers pinched at the other. The band continued to play as she sucked my nipple forcefully into her hot mouth. I moaned as I could feel her run the tip of her tongue over the tip of my nipple. Her fingers pinched viciously at the other as she sucked even harder at the nipple in her mouth. Without warning she moved swiftly to the other sucking it in between her lips while her finger focused on the one she just finished with. My hands moved to the back of her head forcing her down on my nipple harder as I felt her teeth run across it. She bite lightly on it forcing my body to pull away in pain. Her lips pulled it back into her mouth and ran her tongue over it to soothe my pain. She raised back to my lips and kissed me as her hands pushed my jeans and panties down to my knees. At first I protested to this thinking someone would see but the band kept everyone's attention. As she went to her knees my eyes shot over to the pool tables, still no sign of my husband. With the thought of him playing pool in my head I felt her tongue push past the soaked lips of my pussy and right onto my pulsing clit. I closed my eyes and let her have her way with me. Her tongue moved in swift movements slowly at first but as my body began to respond she stiffened her tongue more and moved it quicker against me. I felt her right hand move up my thigh and between her face and me. Not even hesitating she pushed what felt like three fingers deep into me. The sensation of her tongue and fingers pleasing me was almost too much to bare. I bite my lower lip as she thrust her fingers deeper into me finding my G-spot. With my hands I pushed her face farther into my pussy and felt her lips take my clit into her mouth. She sucked at my clit as if it was a little cock as her fingers pushed harder against me. I could feel my muscles tense. My legs began to shake. My breathing quickened as she kept her pace with both her tongue and fingers. I was on the verge of exploding when her tongue left my clit and pushed in with her fingers. My fingers pulled at her hair as my pussy exploded with orgasm. My body jerked as she did not let up. She just pushed deeper and farther into me. She moved her tongue out of me and began to lick on my clit. She sucked it back into her mouth, and just as my body recovered from the first orgasm it erupted into another one. I pushed my hips out and pushed her head closer to me with my hands. "OhhhhhShirley." I moaned as I collapsed against the wall. She stood up and smiled at me. I could see her mouth covered with my juices. The look in her eyes was one of complete satisfaction. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard tasting myself on her lips. She sighed as I forced my tongue into her mouth. Just as I pulled my jeans back on and pushed my breast back into my bra the band stopped playing and welcomed the cheers from the crowd. Shirley smiled at me as we made our way back to the table. The group was still on the floor cheering with the rest of the crowd. I thought it strangely coincidental that the band stopped just as we finished up. "So tell me how did you get that to work out so well?" My question caught her smile "Easy I paid the band $100 dollars to keep playing until they seen me come back to my feet." Her words made me smile. Just as I began to say something the group returned to the table. I just let it go. She was willing to pay a band to play so we could finally become more than what we were. That was just fine with me. The night ended with a simple goodnight from her. As I drove away I thought to myself what an interesting night it turned out to be after all. My smile widened as I realized that I was now her little secret and she mine. Your Little Secret: The Beginning To all the readers of Your Little Secret. I thought that it would only be fitting if you were filled in on the building love story between the two main characters. This story introduces the two to each other and builds on the attraction. If you enjoyed Your Little Secret I hope the you enjoy this one. Thank You, Mistang. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I will never forget the day my eyes met hers. She was busy working and I was at a steady pace trying to get my new business off to a good start. We had only been open for 3 weeks when she was hired on, and it completely surprised me how quick she picked up on everything. As I watched her, my eyes were drawn to her hands. I watched as they steadily made the orders coming in. Her hands like magic made the food orders look as they did on the menus. I drifted off into thought about her hands and could only imagine how they handled other aspects of her life. I wondered how they felt on her lovers skin, I wondered how they would feel on my skin. As soon as that thought entered my head I snapped out of my trance. Why did that thought even cross my mind? Why would I even think of another woman that way? I love my husband very much, I would never do anything like that-never. I closed my eyes to clear my thoughts. It is only stress, I reassured myself. As I opened my eyes, I noticed that she was now talking to one of the many corporate people that came down from Cincinnati to help with the opening of the restaurant. Her eyes met mine and I could feel my face getting red, as I thought once again about her hands on my body. Before I could clear my thoughts she and Leslie, the corporate manager, headed my way. "Debbie, I would like to introduce to you the newest member of the Skyline family, Shirley." Leslie smiled as Shirley extended her hand to me. "Debbie, nice to finally meet you." Her voice was low and so smooth as I took her hand in mine. As she shook my hand my mind raced as I took pleasure in her touch. " I was beginning to think Leslie was the owner, but then you walk in and everybody scrambles." Her smile caught my eye, what a great smile she has, I thought to myself as she let go off my hand. "Shirley, the pleasure is all mine. Yeah opening week can be killer. So while I am off running around trying not to go crazy, Leslie keeps the store in check." I smiled as I stared into Shirley's dark brown eyes. There is more to her then what meets the eye, I thought as she returned my stare. It seemed like an eternity before another word was spoke as we stared at each other. I wondered what she was thinking. Was she like me wondering what her kiss would taste like, or how her skin would feel without the constrictions of clothes? "So, Leslie, do you mind if I smoke?" Her question broke my train of thought as I looked blankly at Leslie waiting for her to answer. "No, go ahead." Leslie quickly answered. "Pardon me, but I here the Marlboro man calling my name." Shirley smiled as she made her way to the back to join the rest of the smokers. "So what do you think?" I heard Leslie ask as I watched Shirley walk away. "Oh, I think she is great." I found my answer to be almost breathless as I turned and meet with Leslie eyes. "Are you okay?" She asked as I felt my face turn a deeper shade of red. "Yeah, just a little tired. So what do you know about her?" I focused every bit of my attention on Leslie, trying to shake Shirley out of my head. "Well, she used to live in Cincinnati. She is not married, and does not have a boyfriend. She has been out of a job for about four months, and she caught onto things really quickly. I think she will be a good asset for your store." Leslie explained as my imagination went quickly with the knowledge that she's single. I thought instantly she is gay, she has to be. She is too pretty not to have a man in her life, so there has to be a woman. "Well sounds like a winner to me." I smiled back at Leslie and continued on my with my business, but all the while Shirley stayed in the back of my mind. Over the next two-years the business booms and my little dream of being a successful business owner becomes reality. All the while Shirley becomes the main staying point as many come and go. We became good friends, and not much longer after that we began 'girls night out'. We all would just get together and have a good time. Shirley became very open about her sexuality. She was neither straight nor gay. As she said " live life to the fullest," and that is what she did. She was also no stranger in hiding the way she felt about me. She always had a remark or comment to say whenever I would walk into the store, but she never crossed the line with me. I over heard her tell one of the servers and good friend the only reason she did so was because her fear of losing her job. And, she did not hide the fact that she despised my husband. He never really cared much for her either, but he did agree that she is one hell of a manager. The night everything came to the surface all the girls and I decided to go out for a girls night out. Shirley showed late, and that was unusual for her. As soon as she walked in I could tell something was bothering her, but I tryed not to point it out to the rest of the group. Tiffani, Alicia, Amanda, and Ashlee all joined us that night and our table was full of chatter when Shirley passed a smile my way. "What is on your mind?" I asked as I returned her smile with my own. "I would like to buy you a beer." She answered as our eyes stayed with each others. "Well, okay go ahead." I quickly answered as I looked away afraid that she would notice my face redinning. "What is your poison?" She asked as she stood to make her way to the bar. "Miller Lite." I answered as she brushed up against me as she made her way to the bar. Once again I felt something within her touch. I could almost feel her passion raging inside her. I wondered if she felt mine? I could not help the way she makes me feel. I never, in my life, been attracted to another woman, but Shirley was different. She was my curiosity. She returned to the table with my beer and a small glass that looked like soda. "What did you get?" My question made me sound like a little school girl. Her eyes meet with mine once again. I seen something there in her eyes I had never seen before, I seen the lust for me burning deep within her brown eyes. "My signature Jack and coke, easy on the coke, light on the ice." She smiled as she took her seat again. As the night lingered on I noticed that Shirley was getting rather drunk. I know that she had five Jack and cokes to my three beers, but I liked drunk Shirley. She seemed more at ease then what she is sober. Finally, just as every conversation does, we all turned to the subject of sex. Shirley sat quiet making her comments only as she does while the rest of the group talked and giggled about their sex lives. Suddenly at the end of one statement Shirley smiled with a " Baby I could do it better and longer then any man."The whole table broke out in a unanimous laughter, as Shirley shot down the rest of her drink. "Yeah, well we know she is all talk." I could not help it but I just had to get that statement out as she cocked an eyebrow and stared at me. "Oh, really, all talk you think. Well, Ms. Debbie, do you want to fuck or do I owe you an apology???" She quickly stammered out as my mind went blank. The rest of the group laughed as I struggled for something to say. I found myself speechless as she turned and smiled at the rest of the group. " That is what I thought." She smirked out as she reached in her pocket and handed her keys to Alicia. " Drive me home." And with that sentence she was gone, and I cussed myself for not saying something. I was in disbelief with myself, she asked me point blank if I wanted her to fuck me and all I could do was laugh. I was never so ashamed of myself in my life. The next couple of weeks, Shirley put distance between us and I wondered if she lost interest with me, because after all I did not answer her and I could kick myself in the ass for not doing so. Slowly though she started to warm back up to me and I became very comfortable with her being in my life. This time around Shirley let all the boundaries fall and her simple comments became flirts and suggestions. I drove myself crazy with the thought that she seen the passion in my eyes. She noticed the way I looked at her and she was feeding off of that. I love the way she would brush up against me or reach out to touch me when no one was watching. The simple little gestures she did everyday was enough for me to begin to fall in love with her, and I grew afraid of the way I felt for her. I did not want the way I longed for her to come in between me and husband so after one long night of desperate thinking I decided that it would be best if I kept my distance from her. My own decision broke my heart, but I had to do it. So for 5 long weeks I only visited the store when I knew that she would not be there. I kept my distance and she never asked why? She actually did not seem to notice my behavior, until a new update came to the store, something that required me to be at the store bright and early so it could be set up. My mind raced, she opened and I knew there was going to be no way around this. I even played with the notion that I would go in after the store closed, but my husband did not like that idea. So I found myself sitting in the office staring at the clock and front door waiting for her to show. Just like clock work at 7:45 she walked in the door and smiled at me through the window of the office. I threw myself into my work, but the whole time my mind stayed with her. I imagined myself lying on the desk in the office with her between my thighs. I could feel her tongue on my clit, licking and sucking at me. Her breath on my pussy so hot and wet as she pushed her tongue inside of me gently fucking me at first then quickly picking up pace as I grew closer to orgasm. She pulls her face away long enough to quickly thrust her fingers into my wet pussy and she returns her face to my clit. The harder she fucks me the more I moan. I could feel my juices soaking my panties as I thought of her fingers inside me. I quickly pushed my fingers down to my pussy that longed to be touched. I moved my fingers against my body as the images of her tongue licking my clit filled my head. Faster I moved my fingers as I felt my opening begin to quiver. " Shirley " I quietly moaned as I felt my orgasm building. In my head her tongue moved at an incredible pace as my fingers tryed to keep up. I gripped against the edge of the desk my thighs tightened around my hand. "Shirley, yes oh god yes." I moaned as I felt each delicious wave crash through my body. I collapsed into the chair as my body jerked in complete satisfaction. My breathing came in quick short intervals as I regained my focus back on my work. Just as I settled I heard Shirley gently knock on the office door. I panicked as I wondered if she heard me moan out her name, but as soon as the fear entered my head it left. If she did hear then she will know that I want her just as much as she wants me. Slowly she opened the door and smiled as our eyes meet. "What are you doing tonight?" She asked quickly as I froze trying to find the words to answer her. "I think Ed has a poker game tonight, so nothing more than likely. Why?" I smiled as I watched her eyes go over my body as I moved for her to get a good view of what she wanted. "Well, the girls and I are going to Illusions and I was wondering if you would like to join us?" Her eyes meet with mine and I tryed hard not to show my enthusiasm for the girls night out. "I would love to join you." I smiled at her as she smiled back. "Great, 8:00 tonight." She answered as I turned back to my work and hurried on home. I took pleasure in shaving what needed to be shaved, because after all I may get the apology question again tonight, and this time I will be ready for the right answer. I picked my outfit carefully and smiled as I noticed that my short brown shirt hugged my curves and plunged at my breast. I sat in front of the mirror and smiled. Tonight I plan on crossing the line, but I could not help but think about my life and why now does it decide to twist on me? Why now???