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I picked up the post from the mat, more than normal I divided them up, the brown ones could wait until later. Sitting on the stairs I started to open the others, all were birthday cards from friends and family. I always loved my birthdays but this year was different. For the past ten years I would lie in bed, cards and presents delivered to me along with breakfast, always garnished with a red rose, by my husband. This year he was not with me nor would he ever be with me to celebrate my birthday.
I still don’t understand why, I came home from work seven months ago to a letter, a letter explaining that he longer wished to be my husband and me his wife. He had met someone else he wanted a new life with her not me. I never had inkling this was going to happen, one day I go to work as normal I come home ten hours later to find the letter and all of his personal possessions gone. There was no explanation in the letter as to why. That was the last time we had direct communication between us, communication was now only through our respective solicitors.
Tears rolled down my cheeks I didn’t want to be alone but I didn’t want to be around others, a few friends and my sister had invited me to stay with them, I had declined. I didn’t want my soon to be ex husband with me, all I wanted was the feeling within me that I had experienced over the previous ten birthdays. I opened the last card, and added it to the others placed at my side, they were all lovely some beautiful messages written inside. I did appreciate them but couldn’t feel I could display them. Leaving them on the stairs I went back to bed, a thirty five year old woman alone, lonely and scared.
There was a ringing in my sleep, was I dreaming? I opened my eyes the phone was ringing. The name Sally was displayed it was my sister I answered it to a chorus of happy birthday to you.
“Hi Sally, how are you?” I asked.
“I’m fine, how is my little sister on her birthday?” She replied.
” Felt a little low earlier, it was strange opening cards and presents on my own. First time, thank you for the flowers, they are beautiful, they are arrived after I got home from work yesterday.”
“Yes I know, you should have stayed over with us last night. You know you’re welcome anytime, the kids love to see you and glad you liked the flowers.”
“I didn’t know how I would feel, I didn’t want to have to put an act on that everything is okay.” I replied.
“You never have to put an act on for me.” Sally replied reassuringly. “I’m going into town with Helen in a while, a little shopping then some lunch, I would be lovely if you joined us?”
“I don’t know, I’m still in bed didn’t feel like getting up. I think I’ll spend the day in the house, there’s plenty that needs doing.” Although I felt brighter than before I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. Ideally I would have loved today to be just another ordinary day.
“Don’t be a silly moo, mopping around the house is not helping anyone. Come on lets have a few hours girlie time together, shopping and lunch what else could a girl ask for?”
It was a rhetorical question but I answered it. “Someone to fill the empty space in my heart. Sorry I didn’t mean that.”
“That’s confirmed then, we’ll be round in about forty five minutes to pick you up.”
“I’m still in bed,” I protested, “I won’t be ready by then. I need to have a shower and get ready.”
“Well you better get going then.” There was sternness in Sally’s voice.
“Okay you win, I lose. I’ll meet you in town, about an hour or so?”
“If you’re not there by eleven I’ll let the kids come round to serenade you armed only with recorder and violin.”
I laughed. “I’ll be there I promise.” I loved my nephews as much as would love my own children, but both had recently taken up music at school and their standard still had a long way to go. I could take about a minute of listening before I longed for whatever piece they were playing to come to an end.
“Love you Jen, big hugs and kisses to you, see you in Costa.”
“Bye Sally, thank you.”
“Bye bye.” With that I put the phone down, I was in two minds whether I wanted to go, I knew we’d have a giggle. Helen was Sally’s best friend and I was lucky to be able to call her my friend, a very caring, loving, funny woman, she’d also had had a similar experience to me a few years ago when her husband left her. Over the past few months she had helped me so much, she knew what I was going through.
I threw the duvet off and jumped under the shower, what to wear, it was un-seasonally warm for May, I eventually settled on a red summer dress. With hair and make-up done I went to grab the car keys. “Sod it.” I thought, I would get a taxi, parking was always a pain and if we were having lunch I may want a glass of wine or two.
I arrived about quarter of an hour late; Sally and Helen were sitting outside the café. “You’re lucky, another five minutes and the kids would be warming up the instruments”
“Hi Sally, hi Helen, sorry I’m late I had to wait for the taxi.”
“Hi Jen, happy birthday to you, Sally didn’t mention https://www.escorthun.com it to me until we got here. So if you see me rushing in to the card shop, don’t follow!”
“Don’t be silly Helen, you don’t need to.” I gave them both a hug.
“I got you a coffee, might be a little cold now. I’ll get a fresh one.”
“No don’t Sally, that’s fine, I’ll drink it how it is.” I had already kept them waiting and didn’t want to hold them up.
We spent about fifteen minutes just doing the normal catch up chatting; I finished my coffee, time to hit some shops. I didn’t have any plans of buying anything but Sally was after a new dress.
“I need to go to M&S, need some new knickers, I keep losing mine.” Helen said cheekily. We both laughed. “I know what you two are thinking but the dog keeps stealing them and burying them in the garden. After that don’t feel like wearing them.” With that we left giggling some more.
In less than two hours we had searched, admired, dismissed, screamed, laughed and tried on nearly every dress in town but we had succeeded in finding Sally her dress.
“Time for knickers.” Helen called out, probably a little louder than was needed as several glances went our way. We headed up the mall to Marks. Helen called a stop, “Lets try in here, I’ve heard some very positive things.” We stopped at a new lingerie shop that had recently opened. “Something for everyone for every occasion.” Helen added.
We went in, Helen was right it was like an underwear and lingerie superstore, you name it they had it everything from day to day bras and knickers to something a little more special all the way to a more erotic naughtier selection. I wandered through the shop looking but not paying too much attention to what was on sale.
Rounding a corner I nearly walked straight into Sally and Helen. “Sorry, wasn’t looking where I was going.” I apologised. We were in the naughtier section.
“Not at all,” Sally answered. “We wondered where you had got to. So is there anything here that you don’t already have?”
Sally knew something of my “erotic” wardrobe. “No nothing left all gone. It was all bought by him, or by me for him to enjoy. I threw it all away months ago, I don’t want those memories.”
“Sorry babe I wasn’t thinking.” Sally looked at me apologetically.
Helen jumped in before a silence could come over us “If it’s all gone must be time to start a new wardrobe. What tickles your fancy?”
“You buy this sort of stuff for your man not for yourself. Some is nice but it’s meant for wearing whilst running around the bedroom.”
Helen jumped in, “You never know whom you’re going to meet around the next corner. Always best to be prepared.”
“No not today, anyway I’m getting hungry. Where do you fancy eating?” I asked.
“Me to,” Sally added, “what about Da Vinci?” we all agreed, it’s a lovely restaurant with plenty of outside seating.
“You two go and get a table & I’ll join you in a few minutes.”
“That’s sounds good to me Helen, we’ll see you there.” Sally said.
We left Helen in the shop and walked to Da Vinci. We arrived to find we were not the only ones deciding to have lunch all the outside tables were full. “There’s room inside but a day like today I’d much prefer to be in the sun.” I said feeling a little disappointed.
“I’ll ask, see how long the wait might be.” Sally went in to ask soon coming out shrugging her shoulders. “At least half an hour wait.”
“Too long.” I replied. “Where else can you think of?” we spent a few minutes discussing different options, none seemed to be ideal.
Helen appeared “Looks busy, any luck with a table?” she asked.
“About half hour wait,” I said, “we were just discussing different options. It’s just to nice to sit inside.”
Sally chipped in “What about getting a take-away and going down to the park, a beautiful day we can sit by the river?”
“Apart from the fact they don’t do take-away here, it’s a great idea?”
“I’ll have a word with the manager, I’m sure he’ll do something for us, we come in here often enough.”
“Give him a quick flash of your boobs that will help.”
“Thank you Helen, I’ll bare it in mind.” Sally walked back in to the restaurant, this time coming out with a smile followed by a waiter carrying three glasses of wine. “There you are ladies, all sorted out and a drink whilst we wait. They’re going to do a selection of small bites, and a complimentary glass of wine whilst we wait.”
“The boobs worked then?” we all laughed.
“No didn’t need to Jen, all it took was a please and a smile.”
“Next time give him a flash and we’ll get ten percent off the bill.” Helen said jokingly.
Ten minutes later the waiter reappeared carrying two bags. The first had the food in foil containers, the second two bottles of wine a bottle of water and three glasses.
“There you are ladies, a complimentary bottle of wine, please just return the glasses when you’re finished.” We thanked the waiter and headed for the park.
The park was peaceful; a few office workers having lunch a couple of mums with push chairs. We found a bench spread out the food and opened the wine. This felt nice, the food was good, the wine cool and the conversation flowing talking about everything and nothing.
Sally’s phone rang, after a few yeses and no’s and okay she put the phone down. “Sorry girls that was the school, Jamie’s not well I need to go and pick him up.”
“That’s unfair, we were having a good time.” I said despondently.
“It’s only me that needs to, you guys carry on.”
“if you’re okay with that why not?” Helen asked. “I can always get a cab back. Let us know how he is?”
“I’m sure it’s nothing serious but I will.” With that Sally got up, we kissed her goodbye and off she went.
I sat back down feeling a little dizzy. I looked at the now empty wine bottle. “I think that wine has gone to my head. Normally the three of us can polish off a bottle with no problem”
“You’re forgetting, only the two of us are on the wine, Sally was only drinking water because she’s driving.” Another glass Jen?”
“Why not, we can be a couple of winos getting drunk on a park bench.” Helen laughed opened the second bottle and refilled both glasses. “How are you doing now?” Helen asked.
“Getting there slowly, still have very low patches, this morning wasn’t good, generally going in the right direction. Thank you for all your help you’ve given me. You’re the only one that understands what it’s like.”
“You know I’m always here for you. How’s the divorce going?”
“Well as can be expected. He’s agreed to me having the house but wants the holiday home. I’m happy with that never really liked it anyway. I need to fly over there sometime; there are a few things in there of mine I want to get. Apart from that we’re just dividing everything else up. We earned about the same salary so neither of us has to support the other.”
“Sounds quite fair, you get a better deal with the properties.”
“Well I’m not the one that wanted to break the marriage. What I can’t understand is that the night before he left we made love. There were never any problems on that side, a few ideas he came up with I said no, but we were quite adventurous. Perhaps she said yes when I had said no.”
Helen topped up my wine. “So what did you say no to.”
I didn’t want to tell Helen all about my sex life with him, it was personal; I never went around broadcasting that information. “He wanted to post naked pictures of me on the Internet.” Did I just say that out loud?
“I can understand that.”
“Sorry Helen I didn’t mean to say that, it just came out.”
“Blame the wine, but don’t worry you’ll struggle to offend me, I’m very open minded. You couldn’t offend me if you told me he wanted to stick celery in your bum whilst singing Land Of Hope And Glory.”
I laughed, unable to stop the wine spraying from my mouth. “No just broccoli.” I replied. This time it was Helen struggling to stop the wine. “I’m only joking.”
“Look on the positive side Jen, your ‘girls best friend’ won’t make you do anything you don’t want to, is always there when you need it and doesn’t come home drunk, spend the weekend at the golf club and stretch your knickers.”
I was confused “Sorry I know I’ve drunk quite a lot but what are you talking about?”
“My ex had a thing about wearing my knickers. I wanted to mention it at my divorce, but never built up the courage.”
“Okay that’s different but I meant was what’s a girls best friend?”
“You’re vibrator, it’s a girls best friend.” Helen made a small tut.
“I haven’t got one of those.”
“Don’t be shy, everyone has one.”
“Honestly I don’t.”
Helen looked slightly shocked. “Are you saying you really don’t have one?”
“No I keep saying no but you don’t believe me.” I was feeling a little angry inside; I hated being called a liar.
“Blimey, I thought everyone had at least one, even Sally has one.”
“Why do you think my sister has one? Why would she want one?”
“I don’t know why but a couple of years ago she said she wanted one, I helped her choose.”
“Are you being honest? Don’t tell me you have a vibrator?”
Helen looked at me “I have several to be honest about half a dozen different ones.”
This was all new to me, yes we’d joked about sex toys in the past but Helen was being serious. “I can kind of understand why you might have one but half a dozen!”
“They all have their uses, different ones for different times and places. I never leave home without one.”
“So you’re saying you always carry a vibrator around with you?”
“Yes.” With that she opened her bag and pulled out what looked like a lipstick and handed it to me. “Don’t worry it’s hygienic. Just twist the bottom.”
I did, the lipstick started to vibrate. “I thought you were joking? When do you use it?”
“I have a high sex drive, I like to use it most days, sometimes more than once a day. There are times at work I get frustrated and nip to the ladies and long train journeys can get quite boring. I wouldn’t recommend when driving, I nearly crashed. Sitting in a park with a lovely friend feeling a little drunk is also good.”
I laughed, even though we had drunk nearly a bottle of wine each I knew she was telling the truth. “You would use it here right now in front of me?”
“A little bit public here. Finish your wine; we’ll clear the mess up. Fancy a walk?”
A little alarmed “What do you mean?”
“Don’t worry, I just fancy a walk, feeling a little fuzzy headed need to clear it plus this bench is a little uncomfortable.”
I agreed, I feeling a little more comfortable. We cleared the rubbish to a bin and headed off down the river path. “If you fancy it we can walk down the river side a mile or so over the bridge that brings us to the village and only a few minutes from my place.”
“Sounds good to me Jen, I can always get a taxi home from your place.”
We walked along the river two women still with a glass of wine our hands laughing joking chatting. We soon left the town behind us, I removed my shoes, and walking barefoot through the field I felt happy and contented a feeling that had escaped me for a long time.
I turned to Helen “Thank you.”
“What was that for?” she asked.
“For today, it wasn’t planned but I couldn’t think of a better way of spending my birthday.”
“I’m glad you’re having a good time, I didn’t mean to embarrass you with the vibrator and what I said.”
“You didn’t embarrass me, just shocked a little. So would you?”
“Would I what she asked?”
“Use a vibrator in front of someone?”
Helen stopped walking and looked around then turned to me. “You can take my hand and we’ll walk up the field out of sight of the path. Or we can carry on walking to your house as planned. Your choice.”
I knew what she meant, thoughts ran through my mind, this was surreal, I was intrigued part of me wanted to say yes but was it the wine wanting me to do it? Would I be doing this if I were sober? This was stupid, how could I be in this situation? I didn’t know what to do.
Helen spoke “Okay lets go then.” I didn’t realise it but I had taken hold of her hand. Something deep within me had taken the decision. I didn’t want to do this but I wasn’t putting up an objection.
We walked up the field a way there was a slight dip in the ground with a few trees, we were out of sight from the path, I could hear cars on the nearby road but a large hedge concealed the view. What was going to happen now, I knew what Helen was going to do, but what about me. Do I stay? Do I give her some privacy, surely that’s wants she wants. I turned around to start walking away, leave her to it.
“Have you changed your mind?” she asked.
“I thought you would like some privacy.” I replied.
“Stay with me, join me, I would love you to.” What did she want me to do, watch her use her vibrator?
“Yes” I said in whisper. She put her bag down, undid her belt and removed her trousers then spreading them out on the ground sat down her back against a tree and opened her legs.
I didn’t know what I should be doing. She smiled to me “Come on sit down next to me, join me.” I did as she said. Reaching into her bag she pulled out a vibrator, not the one she had shown me earlier but something a little larger. She turned to me, smiled gave me a small kiss on the lips “Join me when you want to.” Helen turned the vibrator on and started to move it slow circles over her thighs each circle going slightly higher up her thighs than the last. Her eyes were closed her free hand moving up to her breasts. Her hand started to gently massage her breasts through her blouse, the vibrator reaching the top of her thigh. She started to undo the buttons of her blouse, she was fumbling with them, I reached over with my hands undoing the blouse for her. There was Helen my sister’s best friend sitting against a tree wearing only her white bra and knickers enjoying herself, I gently stroked her leg, it seemed a natural thing to do. The vibrator had reached it’s goal she gently rubbed it over her pussy through her clearly damp knickers. Watching her I was slowly relaxing, there was no harm in what she was doing I was starting to enjoy sitting there watching. She pushed her bra up exposing her hard nipples gently she was pulling and tugging each one in turn, occasionally grabbing a whole boob. I looked down she was trying to push the crotch of her knickers away.
“Thank you.” Was all she said. I moved a little took hold of her knickers and as she lifted herself I pulled them off her, I could feel the wetness in them on my hand. Spreading her legs again I could see her pussy, I was slightly memorised it was a first view for me. Helen moved the vibrator over her clitoris then slowly pushed it inside herself. As the vibrator worked on her pussy her hand and fingers started to get rougher with her nipples, she let out a little whimper opening her eyes I could see pleasure coming from them. Faster the vibrator went the more she was moaning each moan a little louder. She moved her hand down to her clitoris, rubbing it as the vibrator pounded her pussy, without thinking one on my hands reached out and took her nipple pinching and squeezing as she had been.
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