Karen's second lesbian experience
Julie taught me so much about love, about caring, about caressing and love making. I was so amazed about the gradual and long lasting foreplay methods. Almost every cell tingled with excitement as she touched me and assisted me to learn.
At times, the teacher (Julie) wanted to know if I the student (Karen) was learning. She would play the innocent girl and I would play the lesbian teacher. She would gently suggest and help me if I was too timid or too strong and too fast (generally my issue). Was I in tune with my partner?
I remembered the nights with my husband when I did have a headache or (to be really honest) just didn't want sex. Sex with him (and I suppose) sex with any man would be like that. He had a little foreplay (why didn't I tell him what turned me on and what didn't; and why he needed to go slow to warm me up); then he would suck my breasts (I did love that, but for him it was all working towards the 'big conclusion' - when he could cum and he would be done - and I would barely be at 'warm' not simmering or boiling or hot.
For my second experience, other than Julie and her partner Mandie, I wanted to try somebody new. Somebody maybe like me - a widow, with deep seated needs that weren't ever going to be awakened. I thought and thought of old acquaintances and who might be similar to me that I would like, and who would be close enough (location wise) to have a relationship. My mind kept drifting to Kathy Collins, an old friend from campus who retired two years before me. It was Kathy who suggested I rent out my extra room to a college student. We were Facebook friends and I liked seeing her posts and her activities. Like me, she was a widow, although her husband had been gone ten years. I knew she had tried dating again, but that hadn't done much for her. I talked about how to seduce Karthy with Julie. It might take some time, as Julie had been renting my extra bedroom for almost two months when we became intimate.
I sent Kathy a note on Facebook - asking how she was; how her family was doing; etc. That opened a dialog between us - we were now 'old friends' again. I asked her if she wanted to do lunch at Panera Bread. She agreed and two days later, I picked her up at her apartment and we drove to Panera. We both had a nice 'pick two' lunch of salad and soup (me) and half-sandwich and salad (her) and we sat and talked about work, retirement, being widows alone and more.
It was a nice lunch meeting. A couple of times I talked about Julie as the young lady renting my room. I told her about her friend coming for weekend visits and how nice they both were. I hinted that they were lesbians. Kathy didn't react badly to that. She agreed that they must be a nice couple and wasn't it nice that they could be married. That seemed positive. I touched her hand a few times and she let me do that and she put her hand on top of mine a couple of times as well.. As we left I gave her a gentle but loving hug and she hugged me back a little tighter. I could tell she was very happy to be out with me. At her house I gave her another hug and a kiss on the cheek.
The next week, Kathy invited me to her house. She made a light lunch for us - some sandwiches, cole slaw, green salad and gooey chocolate bars for dessert. We talked again and again hugged when we meet and again when I left. She seemed to like the kiss and when I tried to kiss her, she met my kiss with her lips briefly.
Again, I talked a little more explicitly about having a lesbian in my condo. She mentioned that her niece was a lesbian and was such a loving and warm person. Hmmm I thought, could we be leading up to something.
The week after than I hosted lunch at my house. Julie was there to help cook, since she was a wonderful cook and for Kathy to see what a nice girl she was. After a hug and cheek kiss at the door, we settled down for lunch - the three of us. Kathy asked Julie about her students and what she thought of Texas and the university. She subtly switched as she asked "Karen indicated that you and your girlfriend are considering marriage. That's nice. How soon might that be."
Julie took the cue nicely and went on about how she and Mandie were so close and compatible and how much they loved each other. Kathy asked if there had been a man in her life. I hadn't heard this before and Julie went into a story about a man who she had been close to and how he was sleeping with several girls and was really a jerk and didn't really love her then how he had hit her and hurt her.. Julie broke down a couple of times as she remembered the incidence. Kathy soothed Julie by placing her hand on Julie's hand and saying that men could be such jerks. Julie excused herself, cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher and said she needed to get to campus.
After she left, Kathy said 'what a nice young lady. I hope she and her partner will be happy together."
We talked longer, and I kept biting my tongue as I wanted to bridge the gap towards a relationship between us. I held her hand as I talked about the pain in my life from my husband's death and how I missed him. She also talked about her husband and how they had become just two people and not all that intimate. I finally couldn't hold it.
I agreed how couples can drift apart and the marriage becomes two people living two lives, living together. I talked of the despair and loneliness. Then I eased into talking how Julie had helped me find love and value in life again. Kathy sat up attentively. Leaning on her elbows on the table and taking in every word.
