Sex in the City

By Limey Lady

Single once more when her live-in lover goes off travelling (again!) Davina looks for new avenues to explore. And soon she finds one. Although they have never met face-to-face, her Irish friend Sinead agrees to holiday with her. Seven days in the Canaries followed by a week in the fair city of Dublin. The girl-on-girl possibilities seem endless . . . but will they ever come to be?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Limey Lady
• Release date: Jun 16, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463395103

Limey Lady

Here's a confession for you: I'm not sure if "Limey Lady" is a pseudonym or my alter ego. Back in 2016, when she came into being, she was definitely a nom de plume. Now, however, I am not so sure.As background, I have always written stories but, up to 2009, writing took a backseat, way behind the demands of my family and career. Then a life-changing medical condition . . . well, it changed everything for and about me. Suddenly I had/have time to spare. Suddenly I was/am churning out tale after tale.I was born in York but brought up in West Yorkshire, in part of the Aire Valley often described as "Bronte Country". I must say, though, that although most of my stories are set locally, they have little in common with the fine works of Charlotte, Emily and Anne. So far my output can be divided into two: long stories featuring ne'er-do-wells, guns and some violence . . . and shorter stories featuring "liberated" women who rarely do what they're supposed to do.Limey Lady was created to be the author of the short stuff. But the longer novels all include feisty, uncooperative females - much like her characters - so I'm going to put her name to both as I publish on Smashwords.Watch this space . . .

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Sex in the City

By LimeyLady

Copyright Mark C Woolridge (writing as LimeyLady), 2019

Distributed by Smashwords

All characters and events in this publication,

other than those clearly in the public domain,

are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons,

living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

Introduction

Chapter One - Single again

Chapter Two - Meeting up with Sinead

Chapter Three - A first afternoon with Sinead

Chapter Four - Lanzarote

Chapter Five - Back to Dublin

Chapter Six - A first afternoon in Dublin

Chapter Seven - The Flounge

Chapter Eight - Aileen

Chapter Nine - Having sex in the city

Author’s Note

Other Books by LimeyLady

Introduction

Hello, it’s me again: everyone’s favourite cartoon-faced snub-nosed, sexy-specs wearer. Yes, you’ve got it: Davina here, reporting for duty once more, ready to spill juicy secrets that for decency’s sake perhaps should be kept behind closed blinds.

No, make that ready yet again!

After another lengthy break I am back in the mood to tell more. I am also doing my best to make each set of confessions readable in its own right. As the briefest of brief recaps I’ll remind you that, last time out, I ended by seeing the love of my life off on her global travels, and that as far as I was concerned, it was our third and final parting.

Not that I intended going all celibate as a consequence. Not when I had other irons in the fire.

That’s enough of the foreplay. Let’s get back to 2015 and on with the action.

Chapter One

Kat’s words rang inside my head as I drove Maxine 2 away from the airport. Our latest spell of living as a couple hadn’t followed the course of the previous two. Rather than devoting our attentions solely to each other, we’d both strayed. Initially there had been the Wife-Swap Fridays, all neatly agreed in advance and acceptable. But there had also been numerous less formal dalliances.

In other words we’d both been unfaithful without previously asking permission. Unlike the wife-swaps those other dalliances had been spontaneous. And, to make matters worse, when we bickered about them afterwards, we had fallen into a cycle of what I can only describe as revenge fucks, as if each of us was trying her best to be most outrageous.

Trust me; we had both been plenty outrageous. In fact our last two or three weeks together had been immensely damaging. What we’d once had had gone forever. I had been right to draw the final line.

Except the line wasn’t all that final, was it? I’d said that I wouldn’t live with Kat again but hadn’t closed the door on having sex with her, whenever she finally returned. In my perfect little world she could join my army of lovers; the ones I never fell out with and always welcomed back with open arms.

Hmmm, okay then, make that welcomed back with open legs.

What am I like?

Apart from a calculating, scheming hussy, I mean!

Kat was an exceptionally clever young woman. She was also a brilliant IT programmer, always able to land a short-term contract at the drop of a hat. Short-term contracts suited her and her travel addiction down to the ground. She would earn mega bucks, blow every last penny on globetrotting, then do it all again, secure in the knowledge she’d still be in demand.

Trouble with exceptionally clever women was that they could see right through the likes of me. And, of course, they knew my faults and failings better than I did myself.

Having Kat declare her undying love in Departures had taken me by surprise. It had also got to me. I’d been planning the big, tearful farewell for nearly a month. Now I wasn’t so sure what I wanted.

I knew that sooner or later Kat would turn up again, supremely tanned all over