Kate was having a well-earned Saturday morning lie-in, her husband and sons had gone off for a "boys weekend" including watching their beloved United play. She was thinking about her new neighbours. She didn't understand why, but the neighbours excited her. She was lying naked legs spread and was playing with her pussy. They had moved in two weeks ago and there were a couple of things that caught her attention.
The first was that they were clearly a lesbian couple, a pair of women in their mid to late 20's. Julia was petite, probably under 5 foot, with straight blond hair cut in a bob. She made up for her lack of height by wearing 6-inch heels. She was very almost boy like but with large boobs which looked massive on her tiny frame. She was clearly very proud of her boobs and always wore low cut tops that showed her gorgeous orbs to their best advantage.
Her partner, Rachael was completely different. Kate estimated that she was close to 6 feet mainly because of her endless legs. She had long curly brown hair shot with streaks of red. Her body was what the phrase voluptuous had been invented for.
The second thing that she noticed was Wednesday evening last week. She was taking the rubbish down the garden and happened to look up at the house next door. There was a light on in the bedroom window and silhouetted against the blind she could see the two women kissing and undressing each other. She watched as Rachael bent down and took Julia's nipples in her mouth.
The sight had a strange effect on Kate she felt her nipples grow in sympathy with Julia's, she felt her pussy start to moisten and the lips of her sex swell. She didn't understand -- she had always been straight and never been drawn to women. She appreciated that women are beautiful, but had never wanted to bed one. Why did the sight next door have this effect on her?
As she was lying in bed, recalling what happened She could feel excitement growing. She cupped her boobs feeling her big pink nipples between her fingers. Her fingers slid down her body to her hot needy cunt.
As she started to play with her pussy lips she had visions of the girls next door running through her imagination. Her cunt was dripping with excitement and her clit hard and throbbing. She spread her legs and her fingers moved ever closer to her needy clit. She teased herself -- running her fingers around her swollen pussy lips. Finally, she reached her clit loving the throbbing resonating through her body -- feeling it build towards a climax.
The whole time she was imagining what it would be like to watch the girls as they made love and with that thought in her mind she came -- she came hard and loud..... she wasn't sure but she thought she may have called out the girl's names as she came.
After her release she started to drift off and doze -- feeling happier than she had for a long time.
She was rudely awoken by the doorbell -- whoever it was kept ringing and ringing the bell. Kate grabbed her silk dressing own and ran downstairs. She opened the door, ready to give whoever it was that had woken her a piece of her mind. As she threw the door open she was surprised to see Julia on the doorstep. She looked amazing, she was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a very low top with a very effective push up bra. Her disproportionately huge boobs were out on display, the cleavage between them huge.
"I know it's a clichΓ© but I was wondering if you could lend us some sugar. We are baking some cakes and have run clean out?" "Of course," Kate said "follow me".
She was sure that she was imagining it, but she felt that she could feel Julia's gaze burning into her arse as she walked in front of her to the kitchen. The thought of it made Kate feel strange -- like a young girl when she first discovered boys paying her attention. "How much do need?" "Just a cup please." As she reached up to the cupboard to get the sugar she held the pose for a few seconds longer than was strictly necessary because she knew that her figure would be shown off in the thin silk of her dressing gown. She glanced at Julia and realised that she was brazenly staring intensely at her tits as they pressed against the thin silk. The knowledge of it made Kate blush slightly but also indisputably turned her on.
Kate handed over the sugar "Thank you, you are a life saver!" Julia said "tell you what, why don't you and your husband pop in for a drink tonight?" "My husband is away for the weekend." Kate confessed, "Even more reason for you to come if you are on your own" Julia said. "Come for dinner as well -- shall we say 7:00 for 7:30?".
Kate felt her heart skip a beat at the thought of spending the evening with the two beauties but said "I couldn't intrude on your Saturday evening." Julia grabbed her hand and said "But I insist, you have been so kind and I hate the thought of you being all on your lonesome." As she said it she leant over and kissed her hand and as she did a wicked smile crossed her face.
The realisation dawned on Kate, she realised it was the hand that just a little while before had been between her thighs playing with her pussy -- she realised that Julia could smell her cunt on her hand. Kate flushed bright red at the thought but her stomach fluttered with excitement at the thought.
Before she could fully get her head together Julia said "Must run -- see you later" and skipped out shouting over her shoulder "See you at 7:00 -- thanks again".
It was 6:30 and Kate was in a dilemma -- she wanted to go -- she needed to go but her emotions were all over the place. She didn't have a clue what to wear. Would it be casual or were they girls that liked to dress for dinner -- they always seemed to take great pride in their appearance.
In the end she decided that she would wear the underwear that one of her admirers had sent her. It consisted of a quarter cup bra, French knickers and matching suspender belt she teamed this up with black stockings and over this a classic little black dress -- she had great legs and felt the need to show them off to her sexy new friends. Thinking about Julia's shoes she decided to wear her pairs of 6-inch Louboutin's.
At 7:00 Kate found herself nervously knocking on the door of her new neighbours, clutching a bottle of wine and a bouquet of flowers -- her heart was pounding her pulse racing -- she felt like a teenager on a first date.