Women's Erotica

I put on a light camisole and stare at my reflection in the mirror. He’ll be here any minute from now. I want him to like what he sees when he gets through the door. I rim my lips with nude lipstick and apply some light shimmer to my eyelids. What was I thinking when...

It had started as a joke in a bar. Mike had challenged Christine and Julia, saying he’d buy the next round of drinks if the ladies kissed each other. Christine had leaned in almost immediately and had captured Julia’s lips in hers, and the other patrons of the bar had cheered them on.