The ongoing story of a holiday love affair. This will be part 1. If readers like it there can be more to come.
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Sue was a recent neighbour across the road from Belinda. Their paths had crossed shortly after she moved into the apartment opposite but she had made Belinda's heart jump from the first time she saw her. She seemed to be a little lost and her slim boyish body was all that Belinda needed to awaken her innermost feelings.
They became friends and just being close to her with the occasional opportunity for a light touch here and a glimpse of her in bra and panties as she tried on a dress, a skirt or a pair of jeans was almost as much as Belinda could stand. She was infatuated with her and hoped that the relationship might grow into something more than friendship.
It was during a day out into the countryside when they both were able to take an afternoon off together that Sue confessed to her that she had led a fairly sheltered life sexually speaking and had only been out with a couple of other boys before getting together with and eventually marrying Mark at the age of eighteen. He had been her only sexual partner. Was this for real Belinda wondered as Sue related that personal information, probably losing some of her inhibitions because of the wine that Belinda had taken with them.
She went on to relate to Belinda that she had missed out as Mark was a nice enough guy from a really good family but seemed to be more interested in golf than he was her. Because of her sexual inexperience and Mark's lack of interest, there had never been any real passion in the relationship. They eventually became fed up with each other and agreed that am amicable split was the best thing for them both.
One gem she did admit to was that she often thought about other people in the office and she told Belinda that she did have a bit of a crush on Bobby her ex boss, to whom she had been a PA, but that was as far as it went. It was only later on in their conversations that it dawned on Belinda that the boss she was talking about was actually a woman. That revelation made, Belinda asked her if she was pretty or was it just that she admired her but Sue just shrugged and said that she didn't know why and nothing happened anyway, but it did give Belinda a bit of a tingle knowing that she did have thoughts about women that were perhaps more than respect or friendship.
As the afternoon wore on, they finally climbed back in the car and drove slowly home. Belinda parked the car on her drive and invited Sue in for a cold drink. She knew that her husband Dave wouldn't be home for a couple of hours so they would be alone. For some reason, she didn't want her to meet him yet, she was hers and even though nothing sexual had happened, she didn't want to share her, least of all with him. When they got inside, Belinda poured some chilled white wine and motioning for Sue to follow her carried her glass upstairs to the bedroom. She wanted to change her clothes, but most of all, wanted Sue to be with her while she undressed so that she could gauge her reaction.
Sue sat in the seat overlooking the garden and made small talk about how nice the house was, how pretty the garden was while Belinda reached into her wardrobe for some fresh clothes. Pulling out jeans and cotton top, she half turned away from Sue who was still engrossed with the garden and slipped off her dress, letting it fall to the floor. For a moment, she stood there in her bra and panties looking away from her but unknown to Sue, Belinda could see her reflection in the mirror on the other side of the room. When Sue looked round at her, she watched her mouth open slightly and the tip of her tongue came out and licked across her lips. She was staring and looking at Belinda but as soon as she made a move to reach for her jeans, Sue looked away, afraid perhaps to be caught out in an unguarded moment but Belinda knew at that moment, she was not put off by the sight of a partially clothed woman but was perhaps just a little embarrassed.
They continued to see each other over the following weeks as often as work and husband allowed and the relationship became a little more intimate as time went by but didn't get sexual as Belinda was still unsure of Sue's reaction to someone trying to seduce her. She had to resort to what might appear as unintentional touches although they were quite deliberate, brushing Sue's hair a couple of times after she had released it from a pony tail and when she was alone at home and sexually arosed by thoughts of how close she had been to kissing the nape of her neck, masturbating in the shower to the fantasies that went through her mind.
For the following days, she developed something of a routine for her lone pleasures when she got home before Dave which seemed to be more and more frequent these days. She would undress but leave her panties on, then laying on her stomach with a pillow under her hips but pushed between her legs so that she could feel the pressure on the outer lips of her vagina and against that most sensitive clitoris, gently at first, move her body, gripping and opening her thighs, all the time feeling the heightening of her pleasure as she humped the pillow.
Sometimes she would allow herself the pleasure of an orgasm like this, her hands underneath, massaging her sensitive nipples until the release came and with it the waves of pleasure. Her clitoris would be sensitised and the slightest touch would almost make her jump off the bed. Sometimes though before she reached this critical stage, she would roll onto her back and slip her hand down into her panties touching the slipperiness and then with her fingers covered in this wetness take them into her mouth, tasting herself and remembering the sweet smell of Sue's hair. Belinda would allow her feeling of imminent orgasm to fade away before once again starting on the climb to satisfaction. Gripping her thighs tightly together and then feeling the pleasure rising up as she released the pressure between her legs and then doing it again getting closer and closer each time, and then, at the last moment, putting both hands down her panties and rolling over onto her front again, pushing and rubbing at herself until the climax hit her, all the time thoughts of the girl rushing through her mind, imagining what it would be like to touch and fondle her.