Susie stood watching as the big gray ship slipped her mooring lines and began to move away from the jetty. She and her husband had only been married for a few months, and after a thrilling honeymoon in Rarotonga and moving into their new home together, this was the first time they would be apart. She sighed as she contemplated four months by herself in their queen-sized bed. It was well that the two of them had visited the naughty store the weekend before he left. She would at least have something to help relieve her daily stress.

She felt someone move next to her, and then a hand slipped into hers. She looked over to see Julie, the wife of one of her husband's shipmates whom they'd met at a party shortly after he'd joined his new ship. She smiled and squeezed Julie's hand, thankful for the company. "It'll be okay," Julie said softly as she squeezed back. "The first week or so will be rough, but you'll soon get into a routine."

"Hope so," Susie replied. "I miss him already." She leaned into Julie, and together they watched the big ship turn and make its way slowly out of the harbour. She saw men waving to their wives and sweethearts, but hers wasn't one of them. She knew he was below decks, on watch in the Operations Room for the departure. "Special Sea Duty Men" he'd called it, and most of the ship's company had a part in it. She saw the synchronized lowering of the Union Jack at the stern and the raising of a smaller one up the mast, and it hit that he was really leaving. He'd warned her that it would be difficult, but only now did she begin to appreciate how difficult it would be.

It didn't help that he'd pulled out all the stops the night before, buying her flowers and taking her to dinner before taking her to a club and some dancing. On returning home, he'd gone over and above, loving her passionately and ensuring that she'd had at least two orgasms for his one. Then this morning he'd joined her in the shower, loving her again until her orgasm buckled her knees and he'd had to catch her to keep her from collapsing on the tile floor. She sighed at the memory and felt herself dampen. Four months was going to be a very long time indeed.

Together, she and Julie watched as the ship turned south and followed a ferry past the museum ships and heading toward Fort Blockhouse. Once it was out of sight, Susie turned to Julie and fought back her tears. Julie smiled and wrapped her arms around her. "There, there, pet," she said in her South Shields accent. "He'll be back before you know it!"

"Thanks, Julie, you're a star!" Susie said. She took a deep breath and sighed. "I'd best get home."

"The pub should be open, fancy a drink?" Julie asked. Susie didn't want to be alone just yet, so she accepted, and the two women walked arm-in-arm out through the dockyard, out the gate to Julie's car. Fifteen minutes later, they were seated in a pub, a gin and tonic in front of each of them. Julie raised her glass, paraphrasing an old Navy toast. "To our husbands and boyfriends, may they never meet!" She raised her glass and sipped. Susie giggled and followed suit, and they began building a friendship that would take Susie places she never even fantasized possible.

They chatted for the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon, covering a wide range of topics from where they grew up, their families and jobs, their husbands' careers and places they'd like to travel. By four o'clock, Susie felt like she'd known Julie all her life. Julie offered one more, but Susie was feeling rather tipsy. "I can't, I'm almost legless now!" She got up to go to the loo, and when she returned, Julie was standing holding her coat.

"Let's have lunch on Saturday," she said.

"I'd like that," Susie replied. "Thank you so much for today, you've made it bearable!" She hugged her new friend, and as they parted, she felt Julie's lips on her cheek. She looked at her and smiled before returning the innocent kiss. "I'll see you Saturday!"

Susie caught a cab home, thinking about Julie's kindness and how fun her day had been. She'd hardly thought about Graham at all. Then, as the door clicked shut behind her, the silence roared at her, and all thoughts went to him. The scent of their activities from the previous night still filled their bedroom and drifted out into the hallway. She felt herself dampen again at the recollection.

She disrobed and climbed into their bed, reaching over to her nightstand and retrieving the new toy that they'd bought together to get her through the loneliness. She rubbed it along her cleft to moisten it before slipping it inside herself and pressing the almost invisible button to start it shivering. She nestled the large bulb against her magic spot while moving it so that the smaller bulb on the outside slid up along her clit. She used two fingers of her other hand to press it against her slightly and let the vibrations take over. She held it mostly still, only moving it slightly to change the focus of the thrumming vibrations inside and out until she felt the passion rise inside her body.

Then she moved it slowly but rhythmically, fucking herself with it to bring her arousal to its peak. Her breathing became rapid and ragged as her orgasm swelled inside her. Her torso twisted, and her hips bucked against her hands as it rose to its blinding climax. As it burst forth, she lost all awareness of anything around her; all that mattered was her orgasm as it blasted through her body from its very core to the tips of her fingers. She screamed and bucked as she came, pulling the toy from inside her and letting loose the stream of warm, clear fluid that she and her husband had discovered on their wedding night. She hadn't known she could do that, but now that she did, she wanted to do it every time. The extra laundry was worth it!

She calmed for a moment and then, as if they had their own mind, her hand started moving the toy again, and a few minutes later, she came again, more softly and calmly than before, but it was no less satisfying. She slipped the toy from herself, brought it to her mouth and switched it off before licking it clean. She loved the taste of her husband, and she loved her own taste just as much. She used her fingers to collect some more of the slick fluid and brought that to her lips, recalling the look on his face when he'd watched her do that. "I could so use his cock right now!" she whispered as she relaxed and lay back. Sleep captured her, and she dreamed of their honeymoon.

The next morning, Susie awoke very hungry and thirsty. Between not having had much to eat the day before, the four or five GnT's she had with Julie, and the copious quantity of cum she'd squirted out the night before, she wasn't surprised. She got up, showered, made coffee and breakfast and began getting ready for work. When she went back into the bedroom to get her watch, the scent of her previous night's activities hit her full on. She quickly stripped the bed, washed her new favourite toy and dried it before putting it away and started the washing. She checked her makeup in the mirror and headed off to work.

It was the longest day she could remember. Between missing her husband and recalling how good her toy had made her feel, she was incapable of concentrating. A text from Julie suggesting a time and place for their Saturday lunch didn't help as it gave her a whole new train of thought to occupy her mind. "I'll ask Julie how she copes when he's away," she thought to herself before shifting her concentration to the spreadsheet on the screen in front of her.

That night, she made herself some leftovers for dinner and settled in to watch some telly. As she flipped through the channels, she spied a movie that she'd heard about and never watched. She selected it and settled in with a glass of wine. A half hour later, she shifted on the sofa as she watched the characters on the screen disrobe each other. She slipped her slacks down her legs and her hands went into her knickers as she rubbed her turgid little bean. As the woman on the screen had her orgasm, Susie joined her as she soaked her fingers, her underwear and the sofa seat beneath her. Another night of dreaming about her honeymoon followed, but this time, instead of dreaming about lying on the beach and swimming in the ocean, she dreamed about waking her husband up with a blowjob, as she had done every morning they were away.

The days and nights became the same routine: waking up famished and thirsty, getting through the day at work, and settling in to watch telly before fucking herself to orgasm and dreaming about sex while she slept. By Saturday morning, she knew something had to change.

She and Julie had agreed to meet at the local shopping center for lunch and an afternoon of retail therapy. It was just the distraction she needed. "How are you getting on, Love?" Julie asked after they'd greeted each other with a warm hug and sat down.

"All right, I suppose," Susie replied.

"It takes getting used to," Julie said. "The thing is, you have to find something to do, a hobby or something you're interested in."

"What do you do?" Susie asked.

"You won't believe it, but lawn bowling," Julie giggled.

"That's for old folk!" Susie laughed.

"It's not, really," Julie protested. "Sure there's some pensioners there, but there's folk of all ages. Fellas, ladies, couples and singles. It's as much social as anything. Gets you out of the house. I go twice a week. You should come along!"

"Can't through the week, work," Susie said.

"You should come out tomorrow afternoon," Julie said.

"We'll see," Susie replied. They tucked into their lunch, and after a decadent dessert, they paid up and headed out to start shopping. Two hours and several hundred pounds later, they stopped at the entrance to the shopping center.

Why not come over to mine for a glass of wine?" Julie asked.

"Why not?" Susie answered. They walked the ten minutes or so to Julie's house. As they sat on the sofa, Susie turned to her. "What about the other stuff?" she asked.

"I'm sorry?" Julie replied.

"What about the being together? The intimacy? How do you manage that?" she asked quietly.

"Oh, well, there are a few ways to deal with that," Julie replied.

"It's not the same though, is it?" Susie said. "I miss that."

Julie instantly knew what her friend meant. "I miss that too," she said. "I struggled with that for a long time. Then we came to a solution." She left it hanging there to see if Susie could figure it out. After a brief period of silence, she continued. "Sean doesn't mind if I find people to play with while he's away."

"You mean you sleep with other men?" Susie asked, stunned.

Julie smiled. "No, not other men. Women. I'm bisexual."

"Oh," Susie said. "Oh." She paused for a minute as the idea ran through her head. "Were you thinking of, you know, with me?"

"I'd thought about it," Julie admitted. "If you want to."

"I've never even thought of that before," Susie admitted.

"Never? Not even once? Never felt any attraction to another woman?" Julie found that hard to believe. She had never met a woman who hadn't at least thought about it.

"Never," Susie said. She sat silently for a moment. "I should go," she said quietly.

"Susie, wait!" Julie said. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you or imply anything. You asked me how I dealt with the loneliness when John is away. That's how I deal with it. I like and respect you enough to be honest with you about it." She took a sip of her drink before continuing. "Full disclosure, I like you. I think you're a beautiful woman, and I have thought about you and me together. But that doesn't mean it has to happen. If it does, great. If it doesn't, I will not like or respect you any less."

"I like you too, and I appreciate your honesty," Susie said. "It's a lot for me to digest. I need to go."

"Okay," Julie said. She stood up and moved over beside her friend, reaching over to take her hand. "Ring me tomorrow?"

"Maybe," Susie said softly. "Probably." She leaned in and hugged Julie, squeezing her firmly and was a little surprised how good it made her feel. She picked up her bags and went out into the gathering darkness. Five minutes later, she was in a cab on her way home. All the way, she thought about Julie and the idea that was now planted firmly in her head.

Had it not been for her husband, she thought she would probably give sex with another woman a try, but breaking her vows was something she thought she just could not do. It didn't matter to her that he or anyone else never had to know; she'd know, and the guilt of even contemplating being unfaithful washed over her. How could she ever explain that to him?

It was one of the longest nights of her life. Most nights, she got that rush of endorphins that she needed to get her from awake to asleep by using her toys to bring out an orgasm. Tonight, however, she couldn't bring herself to do even that because she knew that, instead of dreaming about having her husband's lips on her pussy or his cock in her mouth, she'd fantasize about Julie kissing her and her kissing Julie back. She slept a tormented sleep and felt exhausted when she dragged herself out of bed a little after 9:00.

Just after noon, her phone pinged. It was Julie checking in that she was okay. She replied that she was and set about doing her weekend chores of changing her bed sheets and doing her washing. As she gathered her sheets, she inhaled deeply, smelling her scent and immediately wondering if Julie's sheets smelled any differently. That set her mind to a place it had never been, and once she got the washer going and had put fresh sheets on the bed, she sat down in front of her laptop and tentatively began her first search of the darker places of the internet.

It didn't take long before images of women kissing and caressing each other came onto her screen. She felt that familiar sensation in her pussy that told her she was getting aroused. A few minutes later, it shocked her that she was bringing her fingers to her lips and licking her taste from them. A few minutes after that, she was in her bed, naked, with her favourite toy slipping into her, one bulbous head resting against that magical little spot inside her while the other, smaller head pressed against her clit.

Her free hand tapped and dragged across the touchpad, and she saw a movie appear on the screen. She propped up her laptop, which left both hands free, one on the toy inside her, the other moving to cup and caress her breast, pinching her nipple gently in her fingers. She watched as the two women in the video pleasured each other, her moans and sighs matching theirs until she announced her orgasm to the otherwise empty house. Her body twisted and writhed as she came as hard as she ever had with her husband, and as she regained the ability to focus, the women on her screen cuddled and kissed in their aftercare. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

Over the following days and nights, she found herself returning to photos and videos of the same theme and played with herself as she watched beautiful women pleasure each other until she had the most satisfying orgasms she'd ever experienced. She texted with Julie regularly and found herself thinking about what she'd said about having female lovers to keep her company while her husband was away at sea. Thoughts of the two of them together, naked and intertwined invaded her dreams and fantasies as she thought less and less about her husband's hard cock and more about how Julie might taste and feel.

About halfway through her husband's trip, Julie asked her for lunch again, and she accepted. She promised herself that if anything started between them, she'd see it through. As she got ready that morning, she made sure she was well groomed before getting dressed. The expensive heels she'd bought on her last trip to London completed her outfit, and as she looked in the mirror, she smiled. "I'd fuck me," she whispered.

She did a last check of the house before leaving to make sure everything was ready just in case she and Julie ended up back there. Then she picked up her bag that contained a change of clothes and a couple of personal items and walked out to the waiting taxi.

When she entered the restaurant, she didn’t see Julie straight away and just as she thought to text her, her phone chimed. "Two minutes!" the message read, so she waited. She scanned the crowd quickly and saw no familiar faces, so she took out her phone to check her email. Nothing there. Just then she heard a car door slam and looked up to see her friend looking a bit frazzled. The two women exchanged a warm hug, then Susie asked, "Are you alright?"

"Have you not heard?" Julie asked. Susie shook her head. "There's been an accident on the ship, and they have to go to Bermuda for a few days."

"Is everyone okay?" Susie asked.

Julie nodded her head. "No one seriously hurt. Apparently they were in rough seas, and a piece of equipment detached from a wall and slammed into some other equipment. They have to make port to assess the damage, and Bermuda is the closest place. They'll be there tonight." Just then the hostess came to seat them. After they sat, Julie looked at her friend and smiled. "You look lovely today."

"Thank you," Susie said with a smile. "I love that top on you! It fits so nicely!"

"It's one of John's favourites," Julie replied. "G'n'T?" Susie nodded, and they picked up their menus. Susie took an occasional glance at her friend, and as their eyes caught, they would both smile. They chatted about the menu, and after ordering, the conversation turned to their husbands and the accident on the ship. Three drinks later, Susie began to feel the flush in her cheeks. She also felt that familiar warmth that she always got when she drank too much. She looked at Julie, whose face was silhouetted against the window behind her and noticed the turn of her lips and the way her hair curled to frame her pretty face. She shifted in her seat as she noticed that she was becoming damp. The image from her dream came to mind.

"I wonder how long they'll be in Bermuda?" Julie asked.

"No idea," Susie said. She watched Julie take out her mobile and tap it a few times before laying it on the table. "That's not cheap!"

"Might be worth it to surprise them though," Julie said. "Just imagine, you and him on a warm beach, holding each other and kissing as the sun sets!"

"I'd rather imagine what might happen after sunset!" Susie whispered, surprising herself.

"Mmm, indeed!" Julie agreed. They looked at each other and smiled. Then, without even thinking about it, Susie licked her lips. "Fuck me, you are so fucking hot!" she whispered, leaning forward. "Let's get out of here!" Susie hesitated for a moment before nodding. The seed that Julie had planted that afternoon just after their husbands had sailed away took root, and all Susie could think about was kissing this beautiful older woman across from her.

It was all they could do not to start snogging in the taxi on their way back to Susie's house. Their fingers intertwined as they rode, and they looked at each other, knowing that their relationship was about to change. Susie paid the fare, and they stumbled up the steps. After a brief hesitation, Susie got the door open, and they moved inside. The door latch hadn't fully closed, and they were in each other's arms, their breathing quickening as their lips and tongues explored each other's mouths.

"Wow!" Susie breathed as they came up for air.

Julie smiled and leaned in to kiss her once more before looking around. "Your bedroom is upstairs?" she asked as she took Susie's hand and began leading her towards the staircase.

"Wait, not yet," Susie whispered as she guided her friend towards the sofa. They sat down and began kissing again, and soon both their breathing became ragged as their arousal built. Julie's hand moved to the side of her lover's face and caressed her. Susie smiled and moved both hands to the buttons on Julie's top. Her fingers fumbled and shook with excitement as she undid each one between kisses. Her husband liked it when she did that, so she thought Julie might as well. She was not wrong.

Julie's lips moved to nuzzle her neck, making Susie moan. She threw her head back to encourage her lover to keep exploring her erogenous zones, trusting that she would leave no visible marks. After a few moments, their lips met again, their tongues probing forward in a lusty dance.

By this time, Julie's top was fully unbuttoned, so Susie pushed it back over her shoulders, exposing her breasts clad in a sheer flower print bra in pink and purple. Their eyes met and their foreheads touched as they smiled at each other. "I can't believe this is happening!" Susie whispered.

"Only if you want it to," Julie replied as she leaned in for another kiss. It was Julie's turn to let her fingers do the walking as her more practiced hands deftly unfastened the buttons. She opened the top and gazed at Susie's braless chest, her more youthful breasts full and round as they stood proudly. "My God!" she breathed before lowering her lips to first lick and then suckle on the small, taut nipples one after the other.

Again Susie moaned. She loved it when her husband did this, but her new lover was much different. It was like she intuitively knew when and where to touch her to achieve maximum erotic effect.

Their lips met again for more erotic kisses, and then Susie whispered, "My turn!" Her fingers fumbled nervously with the small clasp between Julie's breasts, finally releasing it and letting the garment fall away. Julie's breasts spilled out, and she caressed them before bending to tease them with her tongue.

"Bedroom!" Julie demanded as she disengaged and took Susie's hand. A moment later they stood by the bed kissing and caressing each other until Julie's hands moved the zipper on the back of Susie's skirt. She drew it down slowly, kneeling as she pushed the fabric over her lover's hips and let it fall to the floor. She was pleased to see that Susie hadn't bothered with knickers either. She looked up and smiled, "You naughty girl!" before leaning in and inhaling deeply. "May I?" she asked, and she received her answer through Susie's hands in her hair, pulling her face forward.

Susie's legs opened a little to allow her access, and she took full advantage, parted her now slick folds with her tongue to tease the firm little nub that was peeking out from within. Susie gasped at the contact, and her knees buckled slightly. She had never been more aroused than she was at this instant. The several weeks of titillating conversations and erotic fantasies had keened her anticipation of this moment, and she felt as though she might explode. Too soon, Julie stopped and stood up to kiss her.

"You taste divine!" Julie whispered.

Having tasted herself on her husband's lips and frequently his cock, she knew this to be true. "I rather do, don't I," she said playfully. She moved onto the bed and lay down, pulling her lover on top of her. They kissed some more until Julie began kissing her way down her body, stopping to give a little extra attention to those spots that made her sigh or squirm with delight.

On reaching the thin strip of closely trimmed hair that pointed the way to Julie's wetness, Susie inhaled deeply and savoured the enticing aroma of a fully aroused woman. She wedged herself deeper between her thighs and tentatively flicked her tongue forward. She was rewarded with a groan and a twisting of her lover's torso as her tongue made contact. Pulling herself in closer, she opened her mouth and set to her task.

Never having done this before, she wasn't certain that she was doing it right, so she reminded herself of what she had read in an article she'd seen online. The twisting and writhing of Julie's body beneath her told her that she was figuring it out pretty quickly. Too soon, she felt a pull on her hair as Julie wanted her to move up for some more hot kisses.

"I can't tell who tastes better!" Julie breathed heavily.

"Definitely you!" Susie replied. "But we're both very tasty!" She began kissing her way back down Julie's body but was stopped. Julie shifted around so they could taste each other, and soon the bedroom that Susie shared with her husband was filled with the sighs and moans of two very aroused women.

Julie took the lead, and Susie copied her, both of them using their fingers, lips and tongues to draw orgasms from deep inside their bodies. Susie was torn between wanting to cum quickly and wanting this delicious feeling to last forever. A playful slap on her bottom reminded her that this was a team effort and she rededicated herself to her task.

Being more experienced, Julie made Susie cum first. Thrusting fingers and suckling lips drove the younger woman over the top, and she announced her orgasm to the world, her body twisting and writhing under Julie's expertise. Just as she thought it was over, Julie's fingers found that special spot just inside her and orgasm number two burst out of her, this time with a gush of clear slick fluid that drenched them both. Julie relented and allowed her now bisexual lover to come down gently with soft kisses on her labia and clit before moving up to share gentle kisses.

"Oh my God, that was..." Susie panted as they cuddled.

"Yes, it was," Julie whispered in reply.

"Give me a minute," Susie said softly.

"No rush, luv, we have all night!" Julie smiled. "Unless..."

"You aren't going anywhere!" Susie said as she gazed at her lover. They kissed, and after a few moments, Susie's kisses moved back down Julie's body. Not long after, Julie's cum was added to her own as Susie got to experience the female orgasm from a perspective she'd never thought of before. She decided then and there that she wanted to experience many more.

They spent the weekend in bed, getting up only to receive the takeaway they'd ordered online. By Sunday evening, they'd used most of Susie's toys and a couple that Julie had brought with her. They watched naughty videos and fucked and made love until Susie had nothing left to give. As she dozed off, Julie kissed her softly and pulled her in snugly, enjoying the feeling that she'd shown another woman that sex with women was every bit as much fun as with men.

In the 12 remaining weeks that their husbands were away, Susie and Julie spent almost all of their free time together. Julie, being more experienced in such things, introduced her younger friend to sharing toys, including a strap-on kit that they both enjoyed using on each other. But it was the 14-inch double dildo that Susie favoured most. The feeling of their clits rubbing together while their pussies were full of hard, albeit fake cock was unlike anything she'd imagined.

About a week before their husbands' return, Susie asked the question that had been nagging her for the last few weeks. "Julie, what happens when the boys get home?"

"What do you want to happen?" Julie asked in reply.

"I don't know," Susie said. "I mean, we've had some marvellous fun, but I don't think Graham would approve of what we've been doing."

"I promise you," Julie said before kissing her lover. "If he were here, he would definitely approve!" They kissed again. "There isn't a man alive who wouldn't love seeing his wife with another woman!"

"You think so?" Susie asked. In their talks about sex, that one had come up, but they never really finished that conversation. It had mostly been about different positions and things like that. "You think I should tell him?"

"That's up to you," Julie said. "John knows that I have female lovers when he's away, and he knows that I'm seeing someone new. But he doesn't know it's you."

"Are you going to tell him it's me?" Susie asked. Julie shook her head no. Susie thought for a moment before asking the other question she'd been pondering. "Do you ever get together with one of your girlfriends?"

"We did once," Julie said. "It was amazing, but when we talked about it afterwards, we decided that we'd scratched that one off the list and wouldn't do it again."

"Oh," Susie said. "So us getting together with our husbands involved is not going to happen."

"Never say never," Julie said as she leaned in for another kiss. "John told me one time he'd like to watch me with another man. We haven't scratched that one off the list!" She kissed Susie deeply and then smiled at her. "Not yet!"