"You want to marry me?" April had a slightly shocked expression.
Julia nodded as they sat there in the bed together facing one another. Julia still wore her clothing with her outerwear and April had nothing on. There was a warm smile on Julia's face.
"Why me?" April became wary.
The young girl had thought she would be the perfect match only based on what Julia had said about not wanting to show any of her body off. While she loved the idea of being naked she only had the affinity to this one scenario where it was private.
"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever met," Julia said. "I know you've gone through a lot recently. The fact you're out here in a cabin instead of at a friend's house means that even if you had friends you don't trust anyone."
"How'd you know?"
"Beautiful girls make other girls very jealous," Julia said. "Don't you get attention from boys at school?"
It was too much attention. April's breast began to start growing intensely when she first entered high school. They went from budding A's to 34k's in the span of four years. She stayed away from other's because the leaking from her breasts were embarrassing and spent a lot of her time trying to pump hidden from everyone else. She didn't have any interest in boys.
"I didn't care for them," April said. "I had no friends and I kept to myself."
"How old were your parents?"
"Mom was 38 and dad was 39," April said.
Hearing those numbers made Julia become uncomfortable. She was older than April's parents.
"Does my age make you uncomfortable for a relationship?" Julia's smile went away.
There was a certain connection to April that Julia felt strongly about. Perhaps however it wasn't the right time. If Julia's parents recently died there would naturally be a time for grieving. Everything that happened might have simply been her overwhelmed feelings of loneliness. Her actions reflected a certain recklessness, something Julia decided she would help her reign in if she could.
April in the meantime heard Julia. "No," she said. "I think your age is perfect for me."
"If you won't marry me, will you at least come home with me?"
April wanted to say yes. She wanted to go with Julia so very badly but felt uncomfortable. Living her life alone and having no friends all of her ties here were gone. Still she wanted to bury her parents. She thought about it again for a moment.
"Only if you promise me one thing," April said.
"What's that?"
"If I ever make you upset and you don't want me anymore, please don't just kick me out. Help me come back here. I've heard a lot of stories of relationships going bad and people losing so much. I don't need half of what you own, I just want a ticket to come back here."
Sex can happen without trust, but trust takes time to develop. Julia grabbed each of April's hands. She gave her a smile.
"I promise," Julia said. "Now, tell me is there something about me you don't like? You can tell me. If we're going to be together we have to be honest and tell each other things."
"No, nothing is wrong," April said. "You're small and petite. You're beautiful and your hands are soft. Your kisses, I love your kisses. I also love that you don't like being naked and you prefer to be the one with your moth open and on me. It's just whenever someone is too good to be true it's hard to trust. From the way you are, I want it badly. My heart just had a tragedy and I just can't tell."
Julia's expression changed. The smile went away and a slight sadness came to her face. Despite her rashness there was a sense of maturity to April. Don't rush into things took quickly and don't let yourself get hurt. She looked on the floor and picked up the large bra that April had worn the night before. It provided a lot of back support and didn't have much design on it.
April watched as Julia held her bra in hand. It was an undergarment that had to be custom made due to her enhanced size. She did her own measurements and ordered it online because she was too embarrassed to go to a bra shop with her leaking breasts. Julia however seemed to love that about her and she wasn't sure how to accept the fact that something she had been so embarrassed about was so embraced.
"I know I'll love you," Julia said. "I'll buy you a return ticket if you come and don't like staying with me. It'll take you time to trust me. If you're willing to try walking this path with me then I would love to have you. I don't know much about you but there's a sort of butterfly in the stomach feeling I have with you. It just feels so right. I've never felt this before with anyone, and I know there's a spark. You do want this perhaps as much as I do, but don't let sadness hold you back. I know you're grieving but let me be with you while you grieve. I've never been married, things like opportunity come and go, and I'm 40. I have some years to go but I am getting older. You'll be making a sacrifice by coming with me, it's true. If you wanted you could become a model and find someone much more beautiful than I am, and much closer to your own age. If you come with me and decide you don't love me, I still won't mistreat you. I know you're young and unsure, and I'll help you get your life set up even if you don't end up loving me back. So please, come with me. You don't have to marry me or let me play with your body as I did last night. I just want you to be happy with or without me."
April blushed slightly as she heard those words. Multiple thoughts came to her mind but she was still shy. Eventually after several breaths she tried to force words out of her mouth.
"Explore my body..." April spoke softly.
"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you."
"Explore my body!"
"Explore?"
"Yes," April said. She pulled Julia closer causing the other woman to plop her face right in between her large breasts.
Feeling the soft sensation on both her cheeks Julia had blissful thoughts. She kept her hands at her side choosing not to be as domineering as she was earlier. She didn't want April to feel put off by her desire to constantly touch.
"Touch me," April said. Julia's hands were grabbed and placed on April's long nipples. "You have to look me over. You have to see every little bit. My eyes, my mouth and my pussy. Look, feel and taste it all."
"Why all this?" Julia was slightly perplexed.
"If I'm going with you I don't want you to regret it," April said. "Explore my body for anything you don't like and if there's..."