I am a 35-year-woman who in my younger years had been taught the pleasures of Lesbian sex by a mistress, who had dumped me for a younger more nubile slave.
I now work in a small café next to the local University, although it's not much of a job but helps pay some of the bills.
It's not all that popular, but does have a small trade in coffee and Soda's from some of the students.
The thing that appeals to them is that I never bother them when they use the small alcove for smooching sessions.
I have spent many an afternoon just listening their flirtatious conversations,
The chat up lines was almost enough to make me throw up, as they try to impress the girls, in an attempt to get inside their knickers.
Reminding me of when I was their age, and how I had submitted to sex with the local stud, who had turned out to be, a wham bam and an almost thank you man, but had no thought of me as had banged his way to a quick conclusion.
As a result I very soon discovered the fairer sex for my pleasures.
There was one girl who came in regularly, a shy sort of girl but always alone.
She would come in, order a soda and sit reading her book for an hour or so, before politely thanking me and leaving. I began to feel sorry for
Now being interested in women, I took great care that I did push too hard as I gradually found a little more about her.
One day I asked her.
"How come you are always on you own sugar, do you never date any of the boys?"
She seemed grateful to have some one she could talk to, and began to answer my questions without hesitation.
"I have been on a date with one boy, but I was scared when he began groping me and trying to get me to do things to him."
"He must have told his friends about it, because the teasing began and I seemed to have gained a sort of reputation for being a waste of time"
There were tears in her eyes as she spoke about it.
"I know what you mean Hon, man can be bastards and are not worth a candle when it comes to satisfying women, they only have one thought in their tiny little heads, and that's' shove it in and pull it out and wipe it', and another notch on the headboard."
"Give me a woman every time, at least they know how to find all the right spots, that turn a woman on "
She had said nothing during my rant, but just sat looking at me open mouthed.
"You mean that you have been with women, and done all those things?"
"Sure have Hon and still do, and what's more I thoroughly enjoy it."
"Oh how I would love to find somebody like that to help me discover myself."
I looked at her in disbelief and said, "Just how old are you anyway Hon?"
"Just coming up to 18," she said.
"I can honestly say that I would be delighted to be of assistance Hon, just say the word and my time is yours."
"You mean that you would be willing to teach me?
"Sure sweetie, you just say the word and I can promise you I will show you things you have never even dreamt about."
"Well if you're sure you would not mind, I would be grateful if you could teach me."
WOW would mind, she was a girl and if she wanted, ‘help' who was I to deny her that help.
"Well I am free tonight if that would be convenient.
The chance of taking this young thing under my wing, so to speak, was not a chance to be wasted."
"Well I finish in an hour so why not this afternoon, that is unless you have a course to attend."
"Sure, I have a free afternoon, and that would be just fine."
As though it was an afterthought I said,
"You do know what you are letting yourself in for, don't you sweetie because, I want no cries of rape later OK?"
"Oh no I promise you that there will be no complaint made by me, and if you want I will even sign a disclaimer."
"No need for that so long as you understand."
The next hour dragged, as I impatiently waited for June to relieve me.
She was the owner of this dump, and a friend who I spent many a happy hour or to with engaged in our kind of sex.
She relieved me a bit early, and said that I might as well finish a bit early.
"That's fine with me June, as Penny and I have a little business to attend to this afternoon." I said with a wink.
Penny gave a timid smile, as we left the café, and walked to my flat.
Opening the door I said, "It's not much Hon, but more than what is needed for our bit of fun."
I shrugged of my jacket, lad her into the small sitting room, switched on the tape deck, and soft smooch music broke the silence of the room.
She stood not knowing what to say or do, so I held out my hands and said,
"Ready to make a start, Hon?"
