D. D. Story Page Issue 7, Vol 4. New Story Idea

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D. D. Story Page, Vol 4. Issue 5

I little tease from The Tales of Vanity Bench , my new novel in the works

A Small segment from the Tales of Vanity Bench,  They have just awoken after sharing Vanity's bed all night, and are spending the day doing homeward, and then getting ready for a very special party at Dean's Debutante's house in the evening.

“Morning lover, I hate to say this, but I've gotta’ pee.”

Carrie made as if to tickle me, and then slide off the side of the bed we had shared all night.  “Me Too, I suppose we should put some clothes on before we go out the door.”

“Yeah, someone might get the wrong idea, if we went across naked, at this time of the morning.” 

I slipped on a pair of panties, and pulled a sweatshirt over my head, and then slipped on a pair of gym shorts. As soon as Carried was dressed, very similarly to me, we slipped out the door and across the hall to the bathroom we shared with 4 other girls.  None of which were in the bathroom, as it was almost 9:30 in the morning.

When we were done, we realized that we had missed breakfast for all intensive purposes.  “Carrie, do we still have the bananas, or did we eat them, or even use them?”

“No there still in the room, so I guess that, that will have to serve as our breakfast, along with those cookies we still have.”

“In that case let’s go eat them and work on our homework, because I don’t think we will be in the mood to do a lot tomorrow, after the party tonight.”

Which is exactly what we did; for the rest of the middle part of the day. We did take a break, for a much needed lunch, and then more homework, until we finished at about 4 in the afternoon.  We decided to grab a light early dinner, before getting dressed for the Dean’s party.

After taking our showers, we put our hair in curlers and then picked out our lingerie to wear under our party dresses.  Since Carries was wearing a black satin party dress, she picked out a pair of silk black panties, with a ruffled edge, and a black garter belt, and the most beautiful black bra I had ever seen.

“Carrie, how am I supposed to concentrate on getting dressed with you standing there looking so, so sexy.  I’m know my panties are going to be wet before we even leave the room.”

Carrie laughed and then stood and slipped on dark silk stockings which she hooked into the garters in a very seductive way.”

I heard a moan escape from my throat, as Carrie lifted up the other stocking and repeated her performance.  She licked her lips and smiled, and then said, “Now I get to watch you get dressed beautiful.”

My dress was similar to Carrie’s, on it was almost a dark green, not a truly Kelly Green, to go with my Irish heritage, but it still contrasted beautifully with my Irish red hair and green eyes.  I to had matching lingerie for my party dress, although it wasn't from Paris like Carrie’s was. 

And for her benefit, and mine, I took my time putting my lingerie on, as getting dressed can be as sexy as undressing if you go about it the right way.  Which I must have because Carrie was making kissing motions and fanning herself, while I dressed.

Copyright March 12, 2013

D. D.

Suzy Q. Stories, Publishing

This is from the Tenth Chapter, so the story is progressing along well.

Love yah all, stay warm and good night.

D. D. 

An Idea for a new story

Set in the early 1930's at a fictitious all girls college.  No prior thought, this is just what flowed out after looking at this photo of two women from that era.

“Welcome to Smiths Miss Vanity Bench, I’m Constance Debutante, and I am the Dean of Student Affairs here at Smiths.  I enjoyed meeting your father and mother when you made your visit last spring.  Your mother and I had quite an enchanting talk, while you and your father took your walk.”

“Thank you Dean Debutante, I am very happy to be here, as you were my first choice, as an institution to further my education, on my way to reaching my goal of being an Attorney.” 

I paused and added; “I can only guess at what you and my mother discussed, but I assume it had something to do with me, since you felt the need to mention it to me.”

“Ah Miss Bench, I can see the Attorney in you already, and you are correct, your mother is concerned, because you do not seem to show any interest in boys, or men, and as this is an women only university, that you will lose all interest in men.  I got the feeling from her that she thinks you might be more interested in girls than boy, or as we prefer to say here at Smiths, young women and young men.”

“Dean Debutante, I sincerely hope that it will not be a problem, if I show no interest in boys, or young men.  I got the feeling when I took my visit, young women having other young women as friends was acceptable behavior here at Smiths.”

“You were correct in your observation Miss Bench, it is acceptable behavior here, by many but not all, I have to add.”

“May I ask what side of the issue the Dean is on?”

“You may, as Dean I have to be neutral and support both sides, but in private, let me simply say it is Miss Debutante and has always been so.”

“Thank you Dean Debutante, for your honesty and candor, my mother is correct I have never known a man, but I have known a girlfriend.”

“In that case Miss Bench, might I again welcome you to Smith’s and remind you of the mixer next Saturday, at my home, that I think that you will enjoy.”

“Thank you Dean Debutante, I would be honored to attend, and now with your permission, I would like to go to my dorm room and meet my new roommate.”

“Very understandable Miss Bench, and I trust that you and your roommate, Carrie Meaway, will become good friends.”

“Thank you Dean Debutante, and I look forward to next Saturday.”

That was my first meeting with Dean Debutante, on my first day at Smiths, but not my last in any shape or way.