Solace required

Barbara and Adam supped quietly. After they finish, Adam escorted Barbara out and into the car.

On the drive home, Barbara said, "I think I'd like to be called Babs, now."

"That's so undignified!" Adam spat out.

"Fuck you, Adam," Babs shot back. She raised her skirt. Adam groaned.

"Not when I'm driving," he said.

"Think I may just finger fuck myself right now."

Adam gulped and a tent rose on his pants.

"Barbara, stop. Please," he moaned.

Barbara licked a finger and slid it inside her pussy.

"Alright, please. Stop, Babs," Adam whimpered.

"God damn right, asshole," Babs grinned and removed her fingers from her pussy.

Adam sighed. The rest of the drive home was uneventful.

They entered their home without speaking. Not a word was spoken as they climbed the stairs to bed. Adam got ready for bed. Babs stripped and walked into the bathroom. She returned and hopped into bed holding the purple dildo. She licked her cum off it and shoved it deep inside her moist pussy. She fucked herself silly again. Then she plopped it out. She rolled over, closed her eyes and slept looking forward to telling Liz and the others about her sexcapades.

Adam just stood there with with a wet spot in his pants growing ever wider and wetter the whole time. Something inside him crumbled.

Adam got up early and left before Barbara woke up. He still thought of her as Barbara.

Babs arose refreshed and a bit sore in her pussy. Maybe she overdid it yesterday. She tossed her bedroom buddy aside and prepared to meet Liz and the others.

She found a thin bra and blouse and a tight skirt. She couldn't wait to tell the girls.

Babs arrived at the coffee shop early.

Liz saw her and made her wait. She made Chris and Charlene stand next to her.

"Look at her. She's quivering with excitement," Liz chuckled.

"We better get over there before the boys," said Charlene who loved touching and teasing Barbara.

Liz agreed and the three of the sauntered over.

Babs clapped her hands and squealed with delight.

"How's it hanging, bitches?" Babs yelled.

"Hey, Babs," Liz said. "You get fucked?"

"Fuck, yes!" Babs sighed.

Charlene ran over and hugged Babs. They held each other a long time. Liz and Chris waited. Chris hugged Babs next and gave her a peck on the cheek. Babs blushed.

Liz walked up to Babs. "Details, bitch," she demanded denying her a hug until she spilled the beans,

"Well, Kenny that cute fag took me to his place. And then Connie showed up. I fucked and sucked and came. I fucking came a lot," Babs bragged.

As if on cue (and it was planned), Connie and Kenny walked by.

"Hello, boys," Babs flirted.

Connie smirked. "Oh look, Kenny. It's that slut we fucked yesterday." Kenny giggled and they walked away hand in hand.

Babs was crushed, humiliated, ashamed.

Now, it was time. Liz moved in. She wrapped her loving arms around Babs. She held her tight and close. Babs began to sob. Liz pressed her body thigh against thigh, hip to hip, pussy to pussy, tit to tit, face to face. She offered comfort, support, and an option to men.

Babs looked into Liz's eyes. Liz stared into Babs' gaze and took control. Liz kissed Babs. It started as a peck and shifted to a full-blown French kiss. Babs submitted. Liz has dominated Babs and Babs surrendered cheerfully and freely.

Liz maneuvered Babs against the wall like they were dancing. Babs grew unsteady on her legs. Liz pinned her against the wall. They never broke their kiss. Chris and Charlene held hands and started kissing as well. They were so turned on by the sight of Babs succumbing to Liz.

"Let's go to my place," Liz said but it wasn't a suggestion.

"I-i-I'm n-not a l-lesbian," Babs whimpered.

"Yes, you are," said Chris.

"Yes, you are," said Charlene.

"Yes, you are!" stated Liz.