"Donna, would you mind very much if I brought over a guest tomorrow?"
"A guest?"
"Yeah... her name is Ashley." The beautiful nude blonde girl was on her knees in the bathtub, currently being sensually bathed by the older woman who had only recently become her lover. "She's one of my sorority sisters."
"And why is Ashley coming here?"
"Well, it's like this... as you know, I'm only a freshman, and they kind of like to keep a protective eye on their first-year pledges... and, as you know, I've been spending a lot of my free time here with you instead of doing 'sorority things' with the other girls... I think all they really want is to check-up on who you are, is all."
"And what have you told them?"
"Only that you used to take care of me, and that I've known you all of my life!"
That was certainly true. Since practically before she could walk or talk, Brooke Thorne's babysitter had been her older neighbor-girl Donna Travers, a dozen years her senior. Nearly every Friday night of her young life, up until around the time Brooke became a teenager, Donna would come over to her house at least once a week to babysit while the pretty girl's parents had a night to themselves. Part of the weekly tradition they'd established had been Donna's bathing Brooke before then putting the younger girl to bed, a long-standing weekly routine that they'd not-so-surprisingly resurrected a few weeks back with the two women reuniting here in San Francisco, with the beautiful, now-18-year old college girl getting reacquainted with her older former neighbor-girl-babysitter as the two met unexpectedly and soon discovered an intimate physical longing for the other!
Donna had kind of known most of her life that she was a lesbian, but had only acted upon it when she'd moved here to the city by the bay shortly after turning twenty-five. But rather than getting involved with a number of different women, she had instead concentrated on building a career for herself, finding success with the establishment of her very own security agency.
Beautiful younger Brooke had never suspected her older neighbor-girl of harboring any 'Sapphic tendencies' towards herself or anybody else, but she'd missed Donna terribly after her babysitter had moved away, and had naturally been overjoyed at discovering her here, almost by chance, shortly after starting school at San Francisco State. When Donna had suggested they re-institute bath night, Brooke at once happily agreed, quickly learning however that there's an enormous difference between a nineteen-year-old babysitter giving a bath to a seven year old girl, and that same babysitter, now thirty years of age, bathing a gorgeous 18-year old blonde-hottie, which Brooke had most definitely blossomed into the past few years!
Donna was now regularly bathing her beautiful college girlfriend in her own luxurious tub in her own upscale flat, only now 'bath night' included a strong sub/dom sexual element that consisted of a number of kinky & fun new twists such as occasional light bondage, sensual spankings, followed by lots of strap-on doggy-style lesbian sex! Each of the two woman craved the other, with beautiful blonde Brooke finding it very natural to assume the submissive role in their newfound relationship, happily becoming her older girlfriend's willing slave and sexual plaything! And oh, how much Donna enjoyed playing with the beautiful girl's lovely, slender, & compliant body!
Donna smiled as she gently rubbed the bar of beauty-soap along Brooke's silky-smooth back & shoulders before then leaning in to nuzzle the girl's wet neck.
"And what time can we expect this Ashley?"
"Sometime in the afternoon, I guess."
"You guess?"
"I think she said she'd be coming by at around two. I still have to call her and give her directions."
The older woman continued to kiss and fondle the beautiful nude younger woman squirming in her arms, the older woman's mouth finding Brooke's lips for a passionate kiss before then traversing down towards the girl's perfectly-formed breasts which she then lovingly covered with licks & kisses.
"Two sounds good," Donna smiled, paying equal attention to both of the girl's pert nipples, both revealing the younger girl's own growing excitement.
"Oh, Donna... you always take such good care of me," she sighed, as the older woman then gently positioned her onto her hands and knees, with Brooke's head-down and ass-up, so that Donna could then give some serious attention to the beautiful blonde girl's incredibly luscious derriere. She reached out and pulled at the girl's curvy wet hips, maneuvering the blonde's shapely butt into close proximity with her own face.
"Who owns this beautiful butt, Brooke?" she asked, gripping it it possessively.
"You do, Donna," the girl whimpered. "It's yours... all yours!"
"Damn right," came the older girl's immediate response, as she then planted a passionate kiss on the pretty blonde's right ass-cheek, with Brooke then wiggling her behind appreciatively, like she always did when Donna gave it this kind of especially loving attention, which was often.
A few minutes later, the pretty nude girl was running into the bedroom, sent on her way with a sharp slap to that same, sexy ass. Donna followed closely behind, her hand reaching out to once again smack the girl's curvy posterior, as Brooke climbed atop the large four-poster bed.
"Are you going to handcuff me tonight?"
"Not tonight, Brooke," Donna responded. "But I don't think you'll be needing your nightgown, either."
Brooke giggled, and then positioned herself stretched out on her stomach along Donna's clean, freshly-scented cotton sheets, the younger girl's ass slightly arched upward, just the way Donna preferred it before they made love. The older woman reached into her nightstand and grabbed for her strap-on.
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Ashley Turner arrived promptly, just after two o'clock the next day. Like Brooke, she was a tall, slender blonde, only her hair was considerably shorter than that of the pretty freshman girl, stylish but also a bit on the severe side, and instead of donning the kind of frilly, 'girlie' dresses worn by Brooke, Ashley instead had on a gray professional suit that did little to show off her attractive body.
"Come in," Donna said. "Brooke, get our guest something to drink. A beer, coke, iced tea?"
"No, thank you," Ashley replied, shaking the older woman's hand in greeting, before then being ushered into Donna's pleasantly-furnished living room. "I take it you are Ms. Travers?"
"Yes, and you must be Ms. Turner from Brooke's sorority. You can call me Donna."
"Thank you, and I'm Ashley." So far, so good. It wasn't long, however, after the initial pleasantries were over, that the girl came to her point. "Donna, we at the Chi Omega house are always concerned for the well-being of our pledges, and that includes where they go and with whom they socialize. It's been noticed that Brooke seems to be spending an inordinate amount of time here with you."
"And that's a problem because...?"
"No, it's not a problem," Ashley quickly responded. "Actually we checked you out. The father of one of our girls, Morgan Taylor, runs a firm that does security checks on people, and he was prevailed upon to run a cursory check on yourself."
"Seriously?"
"Yes," the girl continued. "And we discovered that your business is perfectly legitimate."
"And so I passed?"
"Well, yes, of course you did."
"Then why are you here, checking up on me now?"
"Please don't get defensive," Ashley said. "I just wanted to meet you, Donna. Brooke told all of us that you used to babysit for her, and one of the things that I learned was that you used to occasionally spank her on the behind when she misbehaved. Is this true?"
"Yes, I did."
"Are you at all aware as to how damaging spankings can be to the psyche of a child?"
"And how would you know that?"
"Because I'm currently writing my senior thesis on childhood discipline patterns," she responded. "I'm majoring in Behavioral Science with a minor in Feminist Literature."
"I understand. But let me ask you something, Ashley. Have you, yourself, ever been spanked?"
"No. My parents didn't believe in administering corporal punishment."
"So you're telling me that you're writing a paper on spankings without ever having been spanked yourself? Not even once?"
