Part 5 - She Hoped Music Would Help

It had been a week since her experience with Vicky at the gym and longer, with Michelle at the store. Despite not physically seeing her, she loved it when the vivid images of Vicky would hit her out of nowhere. "I was so kinky... such a slut...," she would say to herself.

But Colette started to notice the memories were happening more and more frequently as time went on. During her commute into work, while on her lunch break or at home, even when Steve or the kids were around. Her mind would wander in the middle of meetings. Sometimes, when they happen when she's alone, she would masturbate to the images and memories, closing her eyes to revisit her intense experiences with either Vicky or Michelle.

She needed to do something about it. "Maybe find a hobby or something," she would tell herself. She knew she needed something she could turn to as an outlet, to prevent it from consuming her.

On the way home one afternoon, having left work early, she decided to drive through town choosing purposefully to take the long way home instead of using the freeway. While driving through their downtown streets she passed the music store. Immediately after seeing it, she thought to herself, "Music! I could try learning an instrument! Maybe that would help get my mind off these thoughts."

She pulled into the parking lot, parked her car and walked into the store. Every kind of instrument was on display. Looking to the back wall, Colette saw a huge selection of guitars. "That could be exactly what I need," she thought. She'd always wanted to learn guitar, and had always dreamed of being a rockstar ever since she was little.

She quickly walked to the back of the store and started looking around. Just as she was about to pick up a guitar off the wall, a young woman came up to her. "Hello and welcome in! Is there anything I can help you with?" she asked.

As Colette turned, she saw before her what looked like, at least to Colette, the quintessential rocker girl. Looking all of 19 years of age, she had short blond hair that was stylishly messy. She was wearing a white ripped half T-shirt that had a picture on the front of giant lips with a lollipop stem hanging out. Her stomach was flat but not muscular-flat, and the black jeans she was wearing were tight from her waist to her ankles.

"Hello. Yes, I'm looking for a guitar. Something that's easy to play and learn on," Colette answered.

The girl smiled, gave her a quick wink and said, "I have just the thing, follow me," as she walked away.

Walking after her to the back corner of the store, Colette thought to herself, "Did she just wink at me? I wonder why she did that."

It only took a handful of seconds to get there, and perhaps it was the wink that did it, but Colette also started to think about how cute this girl was. She also found herself looking at her as she walked, completely enjoying the skin she could see peeking out in several places where she had rips in her jeans.

"My name is Stephanie by the way," she said as they arrived. "What's yours?"

"Nice to meet you, Stephanie. I'm Colette."

She turned to look at Colette and asked, "So are you thinking acoustic or electric? Or maybe a bass?"

"Oh!" Colette said outloud. "I hadn't even thought about a bass," she continued, visibly pondering the idea of a bass guitar. "I was actually thinking electric guitar initially, but now hearing you say bass..."

"Tell you what, let's try both. I think it'll be fun!" Stephanie said as she glanced down Colette's body and then back up to make eye contact.

"Did she just check me out?" Colette thought to herself as she also felt her heart start to beat faster.

Then Stephanie said, "You're like five foot six, right? I'm thinking a full size guitar for you."

"She was just confirming my height," she thought to herself, noting the disappointment that she felt all of a sudden. "Good guess, five foot seven, actually," Colette replied with the slightest smile out of the corner of her mouth.

Stephanie also noted her disappointment. "She thought I was just checking her out!" she thought to herself. "And she smiled! I think this woman liked the idea of me checking her out! I think I'm gonna have some fun...," she continued thinking to herself. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Colette replied, trying to sound nonchalant.

"How old do you think I am?" Stephanie asked.

Colette didn't know what to say. Women typically didn't talk about each other's age. But she's young, Colette thought. She didn't care about manners like that. "I don't know, twenty-five?" Colette answered.

"Yes! You guessed it," Stephanie said. "24 actually but close enough. And you?" she asked. "And before you answer," she added quickly, "I have to say that you look amazing. I mean, really hot actually. I'm going to guess mid-thirties for you."

"Did she just call me hot?" Colette thought. "Oh, you're so sweet. Let's just say you can add ten to that number." Colette answered. And just as she said the number, she consciously hoped that she didn't just turn off this beautiful, fit 20-something woman with her age.

Stephanie knew there was an age difference. And she didn't care. Knowing the actual years didn't matter to what she was already starting to plan in her head. The truth be told - she'd never been with an older woman before and she now very much wanted Colette.

Stephanie had first started experimenting with other girls when she was in college. Since graduating, she'd really only been with girls close to her age. All of which were beautiful in their own way, but they were also very similar to her. She was ready for something different. And Colette was different in so many ways.

For one thing, she had a confidence that she hadn't seen before in women of Stephanie's age. She was also beautiful and clearly took care of herself. Not to mention, here she was, in her store looking for help. And oh did she want to help her.

"I was interested in our ages because I was curious what you thought about the age difference between two people. You know, two people who might be interested in each other."

Colette's heart started racing. "Was she referring to the two of them?"

"There's this guy I've been seeing," she said. And with just those words, Colette started to get disappointed again. Stephanie saw it in her face and continued with her lie, feeling confident in her plan. "We met a couple months ago, and I'm starting to get the feeling he thinks our ages are too far apart for him. Similar to you, he's in his forties as well. What do you think about that?" she asked.

"Oh, I don't know," Colette said.

"What am I saying?" said Stephanie. "Enough about me. You came here to buy a guitar! So let me help with that!"

As she turned around, she stood up on the small step ladder behind her to get closer to the guitars on the wall. As she reached up to grab one, her ripped T-shirt lifted up giving full view of the pink wings of her bra. And as Colette's gaze lowered to Stephanie's butt, she noticed the unmistakable pink fabric of her panties peeking through the rip in the seat of her jeans.

"I'm not sure about this one," she said, turning around and briefly catching Colette looking at her butt before she quickly looked up at her. "It looks like it might be a little big for you."

Colette looked at the guitar in her hands. It had a beautiful finish and she couldn't help but be impressed by it. "That looks gorgeous," she said. It was a glossy light blue lacquer color, looking almost wet thanks to the shine. The neck was a light wood grain connected to a body that had two shafts protruding. Colette noted how phallic the shafts looked, causing a slight twitch between her legs.

"Great, let's go with this one for now then. She reached down from the step stool and handed the guitar to Colette. As she leaned toward Colette, she purposely extended her arm out and away from her body opening up the front of her T-shirt. Colette couldn't help but shift her gaze away from the guitar and up Stephanie's shirt to see her pink bra underneath.

Stephanie's plan was working, she thought to herself. "I think this MILF might actually be down for some fun."

"I'm glad you like it. It's my favorite one," Stephanie said, "Now, tell me, have you ever played before?"

"No, but it's something I've always thought would be so much fun," Colette answered.

"That's OK. I'm actually one of the instructors here," Stephanie said. Then looking around the fairly deserted store, she quickly walked over to a coworker to ask him something and came back. "If this works for you, I'd like to personally show you how to play a few chords. I just checked with my teammate and he said he can cover for me since we're so slow in here."

"Oh, I don't know. I wasn't thinking about any lessons just yet," Colette said.

"Don't think of it as a lesson," Stephanie said. "Think of it as a quick way to get to know your guitar, you know, to see if it's going to work for you. Plus, it'll be an opportunity for us to get to know each other, and for you to decide if you want me..." Stephane paused before finishing to purposely let that last phrase sink in.

"Did she just ask if I might 'want' her?" Colette thought to herself. "W-w-what do you mean?" Colette replied awkwardly.

"Oh, you know," she said with a wink. "To decide if I'm right for you... as your guitar instructor."

Colette's face was flush and her heart was pounding. "Well, since you put it that way, sure, why not." Colette's mind started wandering. "Maybe I do want to get to know her better," she thought to herself. Looking at the clock, she saw that it was only 4 o'clock in the afternoon. Leaving work early had bought her extra time and Steve wouldn't really be expecting her until around six.

"Great!" Stephanie said. "The private lesson rooms are over there. Follow me!" She pointed and proceeded to walk away, leading her to the other side of the store. As they walked, she slowed to let Colette come up next to her. As she did, Stephanie put her hand on the middle of Colette's back and slid it down to her waist, just above Colette's ass and gave it a little pat. "You're going to have so much fun, I promise," she said with a wink.

Colette felt a jolt of electricity shoot through her body as Stephanie's hand touched her. "Oh my..." she thought. "She is definitely up to something, and we have plenty of time to see where this can go."

The two women walked through the store, Colette holding the guitar and Stephanie keeping her hand on Colette's lower back. As they approached a hallway of doors, Colette assumed they were the private instruction rooms. Stephanie led her to the last door and opened it. As she walked ahead and inside, Colette was shocked to feel Stephanie pat her on her butt as she entered the room.

"What a naughty girl," she thought. Stephanie closed the door behind them and locked it. She turned around and Colette was staring at her in surprise, not realizing there would be a lock on the door.

"Now we can have some privacy," said Stephanie. Colette's heart immediately started racing.

Stephanie proceeded to lead Colette to the back of the room and took a seat on a chair. She motioned for Colette to sit opposite her, pointing to a floor speaker that was about stool height. "That's your seat," she said pointing.

Colette was about to ask what was going on when Stephanie placed her hand on Colette's thigh and said, "We have some time before your lesson starts." And as she said this, she turned and picked up another guitar. With the four strings, Colette knew it to be a bass guitar and there was already a cord connected to the speaker she was sitting on.

With her hand still on her thigh, Stephanie slid her hand up and around the back of Collette, then dropping it down behind her. Instantly, Colette heard a click and there was an audible hum coming from the speaker she was sitting on.

Stephanie then sat back, guitar now in her lap. "I'm going to play some chords to get you started..." she said. "I want to get you used to the deep sounds of the bass. And for this first part, you're actually not going to need your guitar. Are you OK with putting it down on the floor next to you?"

"No problem," Colette said, and she placed it carefully on the ground beside her.

"OK, I know that speaker you're sitting on isn't the most comfortable of seats, but I think for this, you'll want both feet on the floor in front of you with legs together. As Colette got into position, Stephanie took her first strum of the bass. "Bbbvvvvuuuummmmbbb," went the speaker. Colette immediately felt the reverberation up through her butt and into her abdomen, causing a vibration between her legs.

"Oooh," Colette said, and her eyes closed as she felt the vibration course through her body. Stephanie strummed again, this time holding the note for a little longer. Colette's eyes opened and she looked at Stephanie with a look of lust on her face.

"Feels good, right?" Stephanie said.

"Oh yes," Colette replied.

Then Stephanie hit the bass string hard with her pick and made the speaker respond with a deep, low vibration that started to make Colette's entire lower region start to melt. With ass cheeks firmly pressed against the speaker, she felt the vibration extend up into her groin and slowly massage her pussy.

"Oh my god, Stephanie, this feels amazing," said Colette, loving every feeling the speaker was giving her. Stephanie stopped and the reverberations from the speaker started to subside. "W-w-why did you stop?" Colette asked.

"Because I have a better position for you," she answered. "It's one that I think you're absolutely going to love, but I need you to stand up briefly". As Colette stood, Stephanie placed her guitar down and with two hands laid the speaker face down. Because it had three sides, the back corner was now faced up.

Colette looked at the rounded corner now facing up. "You faced the speaker down?" she asked.

"Yes, and trust me," Stephanie said, walking toward Colette. With eyes locked, she leaned in and kissed Colette.

At first, it was a casual kiss but with her intruding tongue, Stephanie insisted on more. With tongues quickly entwined, Stephanie leaned in, pressing her chest against Colette's, immediately feeling her erect nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt.

As their kissing became more intense, Stephanie reached back to massage Colette's ass with one hand. With her other hand, she started unbuckling Colette's pants. Then Stephanie pulled away, saying, "For the next position, you'll want to take your pants off."

"Go ahead," Colette whispered.

Stephanie continued to unbutton Colette's pants, pulled down the zipper and slid them off, exposing sexy black lace panties underneath. As she pulled Colette's pants down and helped her step out of them, she said, "Now I want you to squat over the speaker."

"Oh my," Colette said as she started straddling the speaker, eager to experience what's next. As she squatted, she could feel her pussy press down against the rounded corner of the speaker.

"That's it. Now, let's see how you like it with closer contact in, shall we say, all right places," Stephanie said with a purr. She picked up the guitar and started to play a chord. The sound of the guitar filled the room, but it was also reverberating back from the speaker and directly into Colette.

Colette was instantly in ecstasy, as she felt what seemed like a hundred fingers massaging in and around her pussy lips. She could also feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter as her juices started to flow.

As Stephanie kept playing the guitar, Colette felt herself wanting to grind against the speaker. With the sound continuing to reverberate up into her, Colette pushed down against the top of the speaker and started to shift her weight forward and back. The heat was rising, and the sensation was permeating through her body.

Her panties, now thoroughly wet, were bunching against the speaker and feeling uncomfortable. So Colette stood up and with one quick motion slipped them off, wanting desperately to feel her bare pussy on the speaker. Throwing them to the floor, she squatted over the speaker and sat down, noting the squish of her wet lips against the hard surface.

The sensations resumed, sending pulses up through her abdomen and into her torso. She now realized that her shirt, which she had yet to take off, was stifling her. So she quickly unbuttoned it and, like her panties, pulled it off with one quick motion and threw it to the floor.

As she continued to strum on the bass, Stephanie took in the sexy sight in front of her, thinking to herself, "I have a nearly naked woman sitting directly in front of me and she's literally grinding her groin against my speaker."

All the while, Colette was looking directly into her eyes with a hunger and lust that Stephanie had never seen before. So it came as no surprise when Colette said, "I want to taste you."

"I'd love for you to taste me," Stephanie replied. Pulling the shoulder strap of the guitar over her head, she stood up and walked toward Colette, continuing to strum on the strings in the process. She stopped directly in front of Colette and let the guitar swing down to her right hip letting her right hand continue to pick at the strings. With her left hand, Stephanie started to unbutton her jeans.

Colette didn't wait. Looking forward at the waist of Stephanie's tight black jeans, she reached up with both hands and quickly took control. She finished unbuttoning them, then unzipped and yanked them down with one quick motion, never losing the timing of her grinding against the speaker. Not daring to let the vibrations in the speaker stop, Stephanie continued strumming as Colette pulled and pushed at the jeans that were now stuck mid-thigh.

Colette stopped as her eyes gazed up at Stephanie's mound pressing out from behind her soft, pink cotton panties. Deciding to leave the jeans where they were stuck, she leaned forward and buried her nose and mouth in-between Stephanie's legs. Inhaling deeply, she closed her eyes and breathed in Stephanie's arousal, instantly intoxicated by her smell.

Opening her mouth, Colette pressed her tongue against Stephanie's labia and wiggled it to press and slide it inside as far as the fabric of the panties would allow. Colette continued pressing and licked upward against the fabric toward Stephanie's clit. When she found the unmistakable nub, she pressed her lips in and surrounded the hardening bud with a kiss.

While continuing to strum with her right hand, Stephanie grabbed the back of Colette's head with her left, pressing her mouth harder against her clit. "Oh Colette, you certainly know what you're doing," she breathed.

"If this twenty-something only knew," Colette thought to herself.

What Colette wasn't thinking about was the fact that she had entered the store for the specific purpose of trying to get her mind off this sort of behavior. But here she was, wanting nothing more than to experience what she's feeling right now. The strong vibrations of the speaker between her legs, bringing her ever closer to climax. The strong scent of female arousal engulfing her tastes and smells. The sound of a strange woman's moans echoing through the room.

Reaching ever closer to the orgasm she needs, Colette started humping the hard, vibrating surface of the speaker. Harder and harder she pressed, faster and faster she moved. "Oohhmmffuuckk," she started to yell into Stephanie's mound, muffled by the fabric of her panties now completely soaked with her saliva, mixed with the juice that had been leaking from the throbbing pussy underneath.

"Oh Colette, that felt so good feeling you moaning against my pussy. Please, keep doing it. Mmm," Stephanie moaned as her own orgasm approached.

"Mmmfff," Colette moaned louder, exhaling against the fabric.