The Back Door Guest

By Candice Christian

A teacher, Gabby, looking for a job, has traveled a long distance for an interview. She tries to do the return trip in one day. But bad weather force her to stop at a quaint roadside Inn for the night.

The Inn, The Isis Pub and Inn, is owned by Jayne, who also is also the bartender in the pub. The older Jayne, takes a shine to Gabby and the younger teacher, is flattered with the attention. Gabby also realizes, the bar is filled with nothing but women customers. It is a pub that caters to lesbian, and women of all persuasions.

When the pub closes for the night, Jayne shows Gabby to her room, and gives her a very warm kiss good night, then heads to her own quarters. The kiss has Gabby wound up and aroused, to the point she goes to Jaynes room and ends up spending, not just that night but, several days in the throes of passion with Jayne.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tenth Muse
• Release date: May 20, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463025741

Candice Christian

Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

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The Back Door Guest

Candice Christian

Copyright 2019 Candice Christian

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Acknowledgments

Willie Dixon

Part One

Under the mattress were a handgun and a vibrator. Owning a bar, the handgun was a necessity. Owning a bar and having little free time, the vibrator was also a necessity. Her fingertips grazed the pistol, and groped around for a frustrating moment, then finally found the toy. It was pink leopard print. Not that it mattered, but Jayne preferred her sex toy to not look anything like a real penis. The dildos that were flesh colored, or not, but that were shaped realistically and had veins and whatnot, were far too creepy for Jayne to enjoy. She liked things to look like what they were. A vibrator wasn't a penis and it didn't need to look like a penis. It could be smooth, hard, leopard print plastic and do the trick just fine. Not to mention, the creepy looking ones didn't feel any better, in her opinion.

She took the toy and turned it on. It buzzed at full power and she was pleased that she had splurged on lithium batteries. Suddenly, she couldn't wait any more, and she wiped her hand over her lady parts, to remove some of the excessive slickness. She was the kind of girl that typically only played with the clit when she was going solo, and if it was too slick, it was hard to keep the toy in place. Using the fingers of her left hand she spread herself wide and closed her eyes and let the toy get to work. She placed the rounded tip near her clit, and adjusted it a few times, searching for the sweet spot. She found it quickly, probably because she could have come to orgasm by touching almost anything to almost any part of herself.

The pleasure was intense, and the familiar warm buzzing began to flow from her groin throughout the rest of her. She particularly enjoyed when the current ran up the back of her neck to her scalp. It drew a low moan from