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This is a story involving sex between a middle aged woman and a 21 year old woman. This is a subject near and dear to me. If anyone has any lesbian stories involving age differences, I would appreciate reading them.
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Cindy had complimented so many times today I had lost count and I could actually feel myself get flush again and hopped she didn't notice. It had been some time since I felt this good about myself. I knew that Cindy was having quite an effect on me. There was something about her that caused me to want to draw her close when she was near. I felt funny inside and that all too familiar tingling in my cunt. I knew I had a wet spot but I didn't dare look. Instead I searched for my wrap, and with both of us changed into our swim suits, we donned our wraps, and towels, and headed for the pool.
It was an indoor pool and surprisingly to us, it was deserted. We were the only ones in there. With the hotel being at full capacity, Cindy had expected it to be crowded. Cindy commented "great! I hate it when the pools are crowded I feel so self-conscious," I'm thinking to myself, ya right you so pretty why would you be self conscious, but of course I didn't dare say it. "It's usually occupied with screaming kids or old fat businessmen that constantly undress you with their eyes." She says. "Some of those old guys can be such pigs, it really turns me off." "Yea" I said, "I get that sometimes and I hate it to. I don't mind the younger hunks checking me out but some of those dirty old men at the mall or wherever can be such perverts." She gave me that knowing nod.
I felt very grown up and mature tonight being around Cindy. She had a way about her that made me feel safe and comfortable. I knew I could talk to her about almost anything and since losing my job and my boyfriend, I've felt inadequate and immature the last few days, but today, well not today.
Cindy took off her wrap and laid it on a chair with her towel. She walked to the poolside with a little wiggle in her steps almost as if she was purposely exaggerating her sway. Cindy stepped down into the water. She was really quite slender with hardly an ounce of noticeable fat on her. Her figure still exhibited those envious curves and yes, I envied her. For some reason the thought of Boticcelli's Venus, the sculpture that I selected to write about in one of my art classes came to mind. I didn't realize it then but I was staring at her. "I bet you get a lot of young hunks and old farts checking you out Rose" she said as she stepped into the water and turned to face me. I was a little embarrassed thinking she noticed me staring.
For a moment I had been mesmerized at the site of this classy lady in her two-piece. I was noticing again just how attractive and how confident of a woman Cindy was. I was admiring her and thinking how I would like to be more like her. Her yellow two-piece contrasted against her tanned figure and I wondered if I would be able to wear a bikini like that when I was her age. Like I said, although she was much older than me, her figure didn't look it.
She looked up at me and said "come on in, the water's warm." By now I had removed my wrap and to my embarrassment, my nipples were hard from the cool air. I think she noticed that! I tried to jump in as quickly as I could. I knew the air was a little cool but I knew then it was more than just cool air that hardened my nipples. I began to wonder if she had purposefully given me compliments because she had other motives or was she just that nice. I began to swim around with those burning questions and trying to sort out what I was feeling. I think I was beginning to have a crush on her. I'm thought, this is crazy, it's another woman for God's sakes she's old enough to be my Mother. Maybe it's because she's so mature or maybe I'm mistaking admiration for lust. Whatever, I was getting that familiar tingling that I always experience when I'm horny.
We swam around a little. Cindy was trying out some swim strokes. We had a one-lap race, and I think she let me win. We splashed around and from time to time, we wrestled in the water to try and make the other fall. We were carrying on just like a couple of kids! Cindy would swim under water to see how long she could hold her breath before coming up for air and sometimes, while swimming underwater, she would bump into me or touch me by mistake with her arm or leg. Once she even bumped her head into my butt underwater. When that happened, she popped up and said "sorry! I had my eyes closed." I laughed and thought nothing of it. I was having fun. I was actually enjoying myself.