The Necklaces

Hello, my name is Amber, I’m 27 and a lesbian, and I’m not happy with my life. Things with my partner of six years feel like it’s drawing to a close. I still love her I still want her but she doesn’t want me, not anymore. I knew Laura before we got together as we were friends for many years. She was straight at the time of our friendship. Then seven years ago she came out as bi. Later in that same year, we first hooked up. It was her first sexual experience with a woman and after six weeks of fairly regular sex; we decided to start a relationship together. The first four to four and a half years, things were great. We loved each other and brought a house together. In the beginning, we were having sex 6 to 10 times a week. I know that it’s natural for the sex to die down in time, about four years into the relationship we were probably only having sex three times a week at most, this last year in the last 12 calendar months I can count the number of times we’ve had sex, on one hand. I’ve not stopped trying but she has. However, she still turns me on, like when we are getting ready for nights out with friends. The dresses she puts on leave me feeling moist in my groin and flushed in the cheeks. I worry that being bi was a phase that she is now growing out of, and that she is only with me because she still wants to be friends, and doesn’t want to go through the process of selling a house and moving out. I am slowly building up the courage to ask her outright, to ask her if she still wants me. She tells me all the time that she loves me. I’m certain that she does love me, she’s just not in love with me.

Laura’s alarm wakes me at 6:30. As I rollover she is just starting to stir. she often sleeps in nothing but panties or pyjama bottoms, as she likes me to run my fingers over her back as she falls asleep. As I finish turning over, I stroke my fingers across her bear back squeezing her shoulders before running my fingers down her back and squeezing the side of her hip. I lean in to kiss her shoulder, then kiss the back of her neck and ear. I allow my hand to slide forward over her toned flat stomach, hugging her before sliding my hand up so my fingers are touching underneath her breasts. I didn’t get any further as Laura tells me to stop, stating she has work today so has to get up for a shower, that she also feels a little icky and gross. So doesn’t want sex. I sigh retreating in my defeat, withdrawing my hand I roll away and onto my back. I stare off into the window and let my mind wonder, I think to myself that there’s always an excuse. If it’s not the icky or gross feeling, it’s I’m tired or I’ve got a busy day so I don’t want to waste any energy before it. Sometimes its the, if you’d asked me earlier we would have had the time but we don’t now. She sits up swinging her legs out of bed, now on the edge of the bed, she turns to me and says that dreaded line. “I do still love you, you know.” Those seven words, over the last year they have formed an imaginary dagger that stab me in the chest, every time they are spoken. Laura stands up out of bed. I make yet another mental image of her body, my eyes memorising her firm perky tits, her soft slender back with narrow hips, then onto her round firm bottom with thick shapely legs. Out of the two of us, Laura is the more attractive of us both. I have round perky boobs, a size smaller than Laura’s. I wear a 32 B, Laura wears a 34 C, my hips are a 22 that come back out to a 34 which forms my round and shapely, squat toned bum. Laura’s hips come into a 24 and then back out to a 36 and her bum is bigger than mine but it’s more perfectly round. I finished making my mental images for the morning. Laura finished getting ready then heads down stairs to go shower. As soon as I hear the door closed behind her I pull out my vibrator. I then slip a finger under my panties, I can feel that I’m quite wet already. So I tease myself thinking about Laura’s body, thinking about the ways we used to have sex. Lately, I’ve been fantasising about controlling her, under some form of mind control, making her bend to my will. I hear her voice in my head calling me mistress, as she is to do some sexual act upon me, instantly starting to become wetter. I switched the vibrator on and started running it over my dampening mound above the panties, I then pull my other hand out of myself and rub my own juices over my hard nipple, teasing myself I imagine Laura saying “yes mistress” in a monotone way, then her eyes cross and her tongue falls out of her mouth before dropping to her hands and knees between my legs. The thought of Laura being to eat my pussy excites me to the point I instantly cum. I then imagine myself coming into Laura’s face, my hot wet squirt glistening on her cute round face, it dripping in her long blonde hair, her large blue eyes looking up at me with lust filled desire. As I wake from my sexual fantasies, I wipe down the head of the vibrator and set it back in the draw. I take my soaked panties off putting them in the laundry basket, wrapping a towel around myself I begin to gather my things then head to the other bathroom for my own shower.

As I stand in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror, my hair has half fallen out of yesterday’s ponytail. My hair is a deep red, same colour as the little mermaid’s hair. My large bright green eyes, still showing signs off my tiredness, my face is although very pretty, I certainly don’t see myself as cute as Laura. I slip the towel off myself and hang it over the heated towel rack, before climbing into the shower. After washing my hair and face I start washing my chest, my nipples are still feeling sensitive from my earlier fantasies, shooting tingles pleasure throughout my body, feeling aroused again I touch my wet pussy and a bolt of pleasure cuts through me. I used the shower head to tease myself on my clit, getting myself excited before slipping two fingers into my warm pussy, switching shower to jet, I continue to tease my clit with the water, and finger myself with the other hand, my mind fantasises about Laura. Thinking about the time we used a double ended dildo, me on my back with her above me hips grinding against mine, fucking me with the dildo her boobs bouncing in my face. As I finish in the shower, I finish in the fantasy. I slide my fingers out, with heavy breath I finish my shower before stepping out. After drying myself I get dressed into my Khaki shorts covered in pockets, with a black cami and a dark green fleecy jacket over it.

Laura is already dressed for the day, she works customer service for a high pricey clothing retailer, so she has to greet people face to face. So her attire for the day was a pair of 3-inch heeled shoes with form-fitting black trousers which hugged every inch of her perfect curves in her legs, they ride up ever so slightly between the cheeks of her bum framing each cheek, a skin tight white blouse, a thin white bra that when contrasted together made it look like she was braless. There were only enough buttons to go 2/3 of the way up the blouse, leaving at open at the chest letting out ample cleavage. I always had a love-hate relationship with her work clothes, I love looking at them as they framed her perfectly showing off how sexy she was, unfortunately. Everyone that she had to work with or deal with could also see how sexy she was. Now more than ever I was afraid she was going to leave me.

I watched Laura leave for her car to head off to work, I also finished getting ready, before heading out to my car. I work as an Archaeologist and study ruins, temples and basically anything old and strange. I sometimes had to spend days in hotel rooms, as the digs would be to far to commute each day. In the first couple of years, Laura would book a week off and join me in the rooms, sort of a little holiday for herself as I worked.

I was the lead staff on a new dig that we’d found not 20 miles from where I live, only being 20 miles away meant I could stay at home and travel in each day. I got there just after 8 am, as the first one in I have to unlock the site before I can park. I unlock the pop-up office box, and spend the next thirty minutes assigning a rota for the crews jobs of the day. My team aren’t scheduled to arrive until half nine so I have another hour on my own. I grab my equipment, which is just a pen, paperwork, clipboard and a flashlight. I head out and climb down the ladder into the site of the underground ruins and to areas as yet unexplored, part of my job was to explore and tasks crew to investigate further. I find my way to the portable free standing lights and light up the various walls, I walk down a passage way that we haven’t covered yet. I need to slide through a very narrow corridor that my pockets keep getting caught on. Once I made it out the other side it opened into a round room. Opposite me on the curved wall were carvings that resembled necklaces. Five of them, in a row they were all identical carved into the wall. I take my pen out of my pocket and go write on my notepad noting the carved chain work, admiring the detail of such intricate carvings when I noticed I’m becoming aroused. Something about the carved necklaces is drawing my attention, I hear my pen hitting the floor then realise I’m reaching out with my hand, I find that I’m unable to resist and I can’t stop myself. I uncontrollably draw my middle finger over the chain, when an image of Laura naked flashed in my mind, it’s not the first time I’ve imaged her naked. I’d always been fairly good at compartmentalising and for the most part I was able to switch off my home life forget about Laura for a while and focus on my work. However, I couldn’t stop thinking about Laura, as my fingers continued to traced down they reached the medallion at the bottom of the necklace. An image of Laura hands interlaced covering crotch and her arms pushing her boobs together flashed into my mind, with her lust filled eyes from my fantasy this morning. I hear my notepad hit the ground as my other hand starts uncontrollably moving under my shorts. I am more aroused than I think I’ve ever been, so I don’t even try and stop the hand, I can see my watch and know I’ve still got at least thirty minutes until the first of the crew arrives. As my fingers move themselves in and around my wet clit and pussy, images of Laura flash through my mind. Within seconds my pussy explodes in the most intense orgasm of my life, uncontrollably screaming in pleasure my knees buckled under the orgasmic spasms and I fell to the floor. In a daze I try to catch my breath when the sound of metal hitting stone ran in my ears, my head turned toward the sound to find on the ground just in front of me the five necklaces. Only now there weren’t carved stone, but in fact now made of metal. The five necklaces had a glow about them, each necklace glowed a different colour; one glowed with a blue tint, one with a Black tint, one white one green, the fifth was in my hand, glowing slightly red. I felt this aura about them, something about them made me feel good, without thinking I pocketed them into the various pockets of my shorts before gathering my things and squeezing through the corridor.

Once I re-crossed the threshold into the main ruins, the crew were here already working on what they hadn’t finished yesterday, checking my watch to find that almost an hour had passed since I first entered the other room. The crew look at me and begin to say hello or good morning, they stop and there faces change to one’s of concern. I look down myself and notice that my knees and shins were covered in cuts, scrapes and rock dust. My mouth spoke before my brain processed, “Oh yeah” I said “I tripped on some loose gravel in there and kind of went down hard”. I said trying to laugh off my embarrassment, and I was embarrassed, as well as both concern and worried that I somehow lost nearly an hour. I continued and say “I don’t actually feel 100% and I’ve got a bit of a headache, I think that’s what led to me losing my balance, so I think I might have to head home for the day.” I called the boss on the way back to my car, “Hi Amy it’s Amber, I’m not feeling 100%, I kinda lost my balance down here and took a hard fall. So, I think I’m going to head home and rest up, just in case.” “Yeah, Nah. That’s fine” Amy said. “You rest up and take care of Amber”. as I get to my car, Jerri an 18-year-old intern from the local College came over, handing me a bottle of water, she hoped I’d feel better soon, I took the water off the young brunette and smiled back at her. Looking at Jerri, I found myself getting horny again. Jenny wore baggy clothes. However, I could see the shapely body underneath her fleecy jacket and baggy trousers, I had started mentally started undressing her and wanted to kiss her, if I wasn’t mistaken, Jerri was looking aroused her own self. It took a lot of will power to not advance on this arousal that was building fast. I managed to give a shaky “thank you” before getting into my car, Jerri now squirming on the spot said, “no, worries” while biting her bottom lip. Before starting the engine I think it’s sweet from the water, putting it down I turn the engine on put it into reverse, my arousal still intense watching Jerri’s bum sway as she walks away. As I reach up for the steering wheel, I only know notice that my hand is in my pocket holding on to the red necklace. Releasing the necklace placing my hand onto the steering wheel, the arousal starts to subside and my head starts to clear