Noelle was a 19-year old British University student in her second year of an English Major. With green eyes, long dark blonde hair, slim body and small but perky breasts she would have made for a model, had it been not for her diminutive stature.
She had decided to spend a couple of weeks in the summer to visit the East Coast of the US. She especially wanted to see places outside the big cities, so she booked several bed and breakfasts around the area to allow her to move around. One late afternoon she was walking through a small town. As she walked past the houses, the yard of one of them caught her attention. It had a little fountain in the middle and she could see a hedgehog drinking from it. It was so cute that she took out her mobile phone to take a picture. As she did so, the owner of the house walked out. She was a strawberry blonde woman in her late 40s, about 5 inches taller than her 5'4" frame and with a stocky build. Dressed in a white T-shirt, blue jeans and a pair of black combat boots, she definitely looked like someone used to work outside. She also noticed the woman was wearing a piercing next to her right eye, which further emphasised her strong appearance.
"Oh, I hope it's ok if I take a picture of your fountain. Just saw a cute hedgehog drinking form it and wanted to take a picture!" I say.
"No problem, hon. I'm glad people enjoy the fountain I built."
"Oh, did you build it yourself? Wow, you must be quite a handy person!"
"Well, I try my best. By the way, my name is Julia" and she approaches me to shake my hand.
"And I am Noelle!"
Her handshake is firm and strong, unlike anything I experienced before from women.
"You are not from here are you Noelle? British?"
"Yep, I am. I'm just here on a trip for the summer!"
"Well, listen, I just made some lemonade and you look thirsty. Why don't you come inside and share a glass with me?"
"Oh, that would be lovely. Are you sure I am not bothering you though?"
"I'm positive Noelle, please come in!"
They sat in the kitchen and started talking. Noelle was wearing a midriff baring yellow shirt and some jeans shorts. As they talked, she caught Julia's eyes staring at her midriff and chest, which she found odd.
"So you are from Britain. I must say I find British accents very sexy!"
Noelle blushed at the compliment: "Thanks, but mine is not particularly nice!"
"Well, let me be the judge on that, girl" and as she said that Noelle noticed her stare on her chest again, which made Noelle feel a bit self-conscious.
"I really like your top. It suits you." Julia said.
"Oh thanks. It's just a casual top though. Nothing special. But I do like the colour!"
"Oh mine, look at the time! It's getting late. Do you have to get back somewhere?"
"Well, I have a room at a bed and breakfast nearby, but no plans otherwise. I've been travelling by myself."
"Tell you what then...why don't we have dinner together at my house? I have a nice bottle of Californian red wine we could share."
"That sounds nice! It beats going back to my B&B alone for sure!"
Julia cooked a lovely dinner and, as promised, the wine was delicious. After dinner they sat down in a couch in the living room and took off their shoes to get more comfortable. Noelle started feeling a bit tipsy and giggly, helped by Julia cracking many jokes and making her laugh hard.
After a while Noelle noticed that Julia's foot was sometimes brushing against hers, sometimes lingering there for a few seconds. Sometimes her fingers would graze at Noelle's arm and occasionally she would place a hand on Noelle's knee.
"You know Noelle, you have a nice, flat belly" and as she said so, she ran a hand all over it, "Yes, very nice indeed!"
Even in her drunken stupor, Noelle felt a bit taken aback. "T..thanks I guess..".
"Tell you what...I have a bottle of Tequila...why don't we use it to play a drinking game? We ask each other questions of general knowledge. If the other person gets it right, the person who asked drinks a shot and vice versa."
As Noelle was already a bit drunk, it sounded like a fun idea and she agreed. However, Julia was quite knowledgeable and Noelle ended up drinking the majority of the shots, getting very drunk along the way.
"Well that was fun, but I think I got you dominated there! How about we play another game? How about truth or dare?"
In her increasingly drunken stupor Noelle agreed. She was pretty good at asking embarrassing questions and so she thought she could get back at Julia for winning the previous game.