Because I’m A Lady, Assface.

Who She Was When She Was My Girl by queenofquiet17

Grace/Karen, 62k, Explicit

Chapters: 7/22

It didn’t have to be so heavy; they didn’t have to burden it with the weight of all that emotion. Wouldn’t the whole point of this be the fun, the escape, the thrill? And wasn’t part of the thrill last time in the fact that they were doing it right under the yacht club’s upturned noses? Karen had no problem keeping her lips sealed when it counted, and she had no problem adapting to something that she knew would make both of them happy in the end.

There were worse things in the world to be than Grace Adler’s dirty little secret.

Grace had only wanted to pull Karen out of a rare bout of self-doubt; Karen had only wanted to feel desired. Neither one of them expected to spark a physical affair with each other. But it was the perfect arrangement: no strings, no guilt, none of their friends suspecting a thing. They simply kept each other company until a shot at the real thing came along. But as boyfriends and husbands came and went while they stayed in each other's corner, it became glaringly obvious that the real thing might have been right in front of them all along.

If only it wasn't against the rules.

Who She Was When She Was My Girl by queenofquiet17

Grace/Karen, 43k, Explicit

Chapters: 5/22

It didn’t have to be so heavy; they didn’t have to burden it with the weight of all that emotion. Wouldn’t the whole point of this be the fun, the escape, the thrill? And wasn’t part of the thrill last time in the fact that they were doing it right under the yacht club’s upturned noses? Karen had no problem keeping her lips sealed when it counted, and she had no problem adapting to something that she knew would make both of them happy in the end.

There were worse things in the world to be than Grace Adler’s dirty little secret.

Grace had only wanted to pull Karen out of a rare bout of self-doubt; Karen had only wanted to feel desired. Neither one of them expected to spark a physical affair with each other. But it was the perfect arrangement: no strings, no guilt, none of their friends suspecting a thing. They simply kept each other company until a shot at the real thing came along. But as boyfriends and husbands came and went while they stayed in each other's corner, it became glaringly obvious that the real thing might have been right in front of them all along.

If only it wasn't against the rules.

Who She Was When She Was My Girl by queenofquiet17

Grace/Karen, 35k, Explicit

Chapters: 4/22

It didn’t have to be so heavy; they didn’t have to burden it with the weight of all that emotion. Wouldn’t the whole point of this be the fun, the escape, the thrill? And wasn’t part of the thrill last time in the fact that they were doing it right under the yacht club’s upturned noses? Karen had no problem keeping her lips sealed when it counted, and she had no problem adapting to something that she knew would make both of them happy in the end.

There were worse things in the world to be than Grace Adler’s dirty little secret.

Grace had only wanted to pull Karen out of a rare bout of self-doubt; Karen had only wanted to feel desired. Neither one of them expected to spark a physical affair with each other. But it was the perfect arrangement: no strings, no guilt, none of their friends suspecting a thing. They simply kept each other company until a shot at the real thing came along. But as boyfriends and husbands came and went while they stayed in each other's corner, it became glaringly obvious that the real thing might have been right in front of them all along.

If only it wasn't against the rules.

Who She Was When She Was My Girl by queenofquiet17

Grace/Karen, 25k, Explicit

Chapters: 3/22

It didn’t have to be so heavy; they didn’t have to burden it with the weight of all that emotion. Wouldn’t the whole point of this be the fun, the escape, the thrill? And wasn’t part of the thrill last time in the fact that they were doing it right under the yacht club’s upturned noses? Karen had no problem keeping her lips sealed when it counted, and she had no problem adapting to something that she knew would make both of them happy in the end.

There were worse things in the world to be than Grace Adler’s dirty little secret.

Grace had only wanted to pull Karen out of a rare bout of self-doubt; Karen had only wanted to feel desired. Neither one of them expected to spark a physical affair with each other. But it was the perfect arrangement: no strings, no guilt, none of their friends suspecting a thing. They simply kept each other company until a shot at the real thing came along. But as boyfriends and husbands came and went while they stayed in each other's corner, it became glaringly obvious that the real thing might have been right in front of them all along.

If only it wasn't against the rules.

Alex: It’s been six years. I didn’t want to put pressure on you.