Esther the l£sblan episode 2

Esther the l-sbian

Episode 2

Expectedly still, I wasn’t the only one who
found Esther’s case rather curious.
My husband Fredrick also did. Fredrick
wasn’t home when Esther joined us, as he
was on one of his many field assignments –
he works with a telecoms company as a
fiber optic technician.
But when he returned home, he was quick to
observe that she was indeed strange! He
first noted that it was incredibly hærd to get
her annoyed or even worked-up, as she
literally spends her entire day s₱0tting a
graceful smile or two! And on a second
note, that she had a rather queer level of
innocence about her! This particular second
point was something I couldn’t understand
at first, until the day she unintentionally
barged into our bedroom on a certain
afternoon, while we were having sx! Oh
dear! It had to count as the most
embarrassing moment of my life as I had
never been ‘crossed’ while having sx, ever
before!
She actually came in to pick up a feeding
bottle for our little boy. And funny enough,
she still went ahead to search and locate
the bottle, after saying a simple sorry,
before eventually leaving with it! While I
didn’t know how to feel afterwards as I was
quite caught between laughing and getting
pissed, Fredrick did feel a little upset about
it, and further asked me to warn her about
intruding into our privacy!
Esther didn’t look like she knew she had
done anything wrong. She even explained
that she had knocked on the door before
coming in and thought she heard someone
say she was free to step in! Gracious
goodness.
I had to wonder if it were my gr0aπs that
sent her that rather stupid message! But
then, if the s*x incident was a bit of a
misunderstanding, how was she going to
explain all the other unexpected visits to my
own room that followed? – mostly when I
was either changing clothes, or dressing up
to leave!

And on each occasion, all she would say
was sorry, while still going on to do
whatever it was that had brought her in
there! In fact, I did catch her throwing
glances at a semi-Unclad me once, and it
wasn’t until I openly told her that I was still
waiting for her to leave the room so that I
could resume dressing, that she then
bothered employing any kind of haste.
All the same, I didn’t exactly find these
things a big deal like Fredrick was already
doing.

Guess I was being softened by how
generally good she was to the family. After
all, it wasn’t like I was a man to which it
could have been suggested that she was
trying to ‘s£duce’ me into sleeping with
her. I was a woman like her, and if there
was to be any worries, it had to be with the
man of the house, Fredrick. Or so I thought!
Surely, Fredrick as the case may be, wasn’t
just aware of how much of a companion
Esther had become to me since she arrived.
She had made his usually lengthy absence
less of a negative impact. Gone now were
the days where I just had to go to bed very
early solely because I felt terribly lonely and
bored! Even trying to engage him on long
calls on such nights, usually turned out
impossible as most areas he was usually
posted to were often yet to get connected
to the GSM network! So with Esther, I had
several other reasons to stay up.
We would talk about a lot of things and
laugh to every silly pass I made. It was also
during this period that we formed the very
addictive habit of seeing movies every
single day!
Something we both kept telling ourselves
we only did just to fight boredom. But then,
it soon became an obsession, and there
was no day that passed without me sending
her to a ‘Movie Club’ to hire one or two
VCR tapes we were going to watch later
that night! The usual schedule would then
be, bathe my baby; br-astfeed him for the
night; have my own bath; see the hired
movie while taking dinner; then go to bed!
Talk of a really strait-jacket approach to
living!
Esther did have a little bit of difference to
hers as she would usually be making dinner
while I bathed my kid – Kennedy. She would
also begin serving the food just after I had
begun br-astfeeding him, and would wait
for me to finish and bathe, so that we both
could eat and see the movie together.
However, this was also when I noticed that
she probably couldn’t wait enough to be a
mother too someday, given how often I
would find her looking at my lactating
b—–s while br-astfeeding Kennedy!
She would keenly watch as my son sU-
Ckled away, but instantly turn the other way
whenever I purposely try catching her doing
so. But then, within me, it made me really
happy, as I only could wish she got married
someday and to a very good man. I had
never heard her say anything about boys
though, but I did conclude as at then, that
she was probably only being modest. After
all, from the much I had seen her body;
especially on those early mornings when I
usually went into her room to wake her up
for the day, thus meeting her either semi-
Unclad or very scantily clad; she was just
too blessed to go without finding a man!
Her body looks incredibly firm and shapely;
with her b—–s so round and unyielding;
defying all the laws of gravity!
Seeing her those early mornings always
reminded me of all the lovely things that
come with being young and beautiful. Just
the perky nature of her cones alone, and the
ever er-ct status of her Tips, were usually
enough to bring all the memories of being a
youth, rushing back into my head!