Fashion and Feelings in Maple Grove

Kasie tries on golf skirts with Abby and Kasie's texting with Michael causes their relationship to take a new and unexpected turn.

Abby and Kasie roll the camera for Michael; Licensed DepositPhotos

All characters are over 18 and all characters and places are fictional. Any resemblance to any person living or deceased or place is purely coincidental.

This is the latest in the Maple Grove series featuring coeds, hotwives, their husbands, and an upcoming golf tournament for the whole town.

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Abby held the skirt against her waist. “This is ridiculous. I don’t golf.”

“Neither do I.” Kasie looked through the clothes rack. “The golf tournament sounds fun.” She never thought of looking at clothes in a sporting goods store since she was never athletic. “What a nice way to meet people.”

“Especially if you’re into age-gap sex.” Abby seemed a bit jealous over Kasie’s coincidental lunch with Linda Alvarez. “But it is a cute skirt.” She turned left, paused, and right, glancing in the mirror.

Kasie’s phone buzzed again and she reached in her pocket. Michael. Sending more poetry via text.

My tongue is like a brush, painting you, my canvas.

Kasie sighed. His words ignited her core, but since he was in university across the state when would she ever see him again?

His next text was a question. What are you up to?

Shopping, she replied. Looking at cute skirts.

Mmm. Sounds hot.

Does it now?

Yeah.

She was turning him on and in the process, feeling arousal and could tell her pussy was lubricating a hint of moisture.

Abby spoke up. “I’m going to try this on.”

“Ok.”

“Come with.” She hurried off to the changing room.

Kasie giggled and followed along while Michael sent another text. You trying anything on?

Abby stepped into the changing room and Kasie followed, closing the door while replying to Michael. Would you like to see, if I am?

Yes.

Kasie liked giving a tease. So silly … and sexy.

“Who’re you messaging?” Abby unsnapped her jeans, dropped them down her legs and stood in her thong while taking the skirt.

“Michael.”

“Tell him you’re busy.” Abby slipped on the skirt.

“He wants to see me trying on clothes.”

“So he’s not dating anyone else?”

Kasie sounded defensive. “No, he’s not. Why would he?”

“He knows you and I have had sex, right?”

“Yeah.” Kasie wanted to say that she and Abby weren’t dating, but maybe Abby felt like they were and now with the possibility of practicing golf with an older, sexy woman Kasie’s ideas of sex and sexuality were being pulled apart. Or were they expanding?

“How do you like it?” Abby turned.

“Nice.” Kasie knew that her roommate really was cute.

The phone buzzed. Michael. I want to see.