I've been a widow for 10 years and it has been nearly 15 years since I've had sex. I've never had sex with anyone else, either before or since my husband. I've had no interest in meeting and developing a relationship with another man. But I have to admit that for the last five years it has crossed my mind, a lot, to imagine what life would be with an intimate relationship with another woman.
I've been friends with my sister in-law Nancy since we were 18. She is very happily married for over 45 years. We talk, that's what friends do. Over the last several years, I've let her know of my interest in the possibility of a relationship with a woman.
Nancy orchestrated a special weekend at her older sister's house. Linda is a retired Pediatric ICU nurse that is single, upper 60's, somewhat overweight, and has never had a boyfriend, husband, or even girlfriend. I wasn't expecting what Nancy had planned.
After watching a couple movies together Friday night, we all decided to go to bed. Saturday morning after Nancy and I took our showers, we were in the kitchen having a cup of coffee. While Linda was taking a shower, Nancy softly told me what her plan was.
"Linda has never been intimate with anyone. EVER." Nancy told me. This wasn't exactly news to me. "How would you feel about petting Linda through her panties?"
"Wow. I don't know. You mean masturbate her? Does she know about this?" I asked.
"No. Not yet. But I think I can arrange it." she said.
"I love Linda, and I agree that she would probably love it if she allowed herself to enjoy it. So, yes. I would do it if she lets me."
Nancy went to get Linda. A few minutes later, Nancy & Linda came into the kitchen. We were all wearing just a T-shirt and our panties. Nancy asked Linda to lean back against the kitchen counter and nodded toward me signaling me to join her next to Linda.
Nancy explained to Linda "Just lean back and relax. We have a surprise for you. Just go with it, okay?"
Linda nodded "Okay. What should I do?"
Nancy continued "Just hold onto the counter, spread your feet a little, and close your eyes." Nancy gave me the nod then sat at the table to watch us.
I was standing on Linda's right side facing her. I reached down with my right hand and ever-so-lightly moved my fingertips down the front of Linda's panties, stopping before I reached her thighs, then lightly upward to her mound. Linda never made a sound or reacted in any way that indicated she wanted it to stop.