The end of the academic year was always a mixture of weariness and relief for Emma, but this one was more fraught than usual. She was eternally grateful to her parents for the time and energy they spent on their grandchildren, and had been delighted that they had asked to take the girls away with them for a week by the seaside. She would have preferred the second week of the summer holidays instead of the first, because she was now in a race against time to get them ready for setting off early the next morning. It was all worthwhile though, for the blissful week of peace and self indulgence that she had been looking forward to immensely.
As usual, Emma had chatted to her close friend and colleague, Gina, in the staff room during morning break.
"All sorted for your holiday then Em?"
"No chance G, there's loads to do, Millie's lost a trainer, God knows how or where, so I've got to get to Sainsbury's to pick up a new pair as soon as we finish this afternoon. Then it's tea, packing bags and sorting out arguments before bedtime. They'll not get off to sleep because they'll be so excited. I love them to bits and will miss them, but a whole week to myself; utter bliss."
"And some good times with me," said a pleased looking Gina, "did you ring that number I gave you for the foot massage?"
"Yes, she's coming round tomorrow afternoon, so I should be in a zen like state when we go out on the town later."
"Great, you'll love it, I thought reflexology was a load of old bollocks until Lawan worked her magic on me, but like I've said before, don't be surprised if you feel a slight arousal at some point. It happens to me every time, so I googled it yesterday and you'll never guess."
"What?"
"Apparently, it's possible to have an orgasm."
"What, through a foot massage, never!"
"It's not just a foot massage, it's reflexology, there's loads of areas of your foot connected to other parts of your body, so I suppose it makes sense that your pussy is too."
"You're having me on."
"No honestly, I haven't been anywhere near coming, but it's a nice feeling, quite arousing, and it helps that she's so pretty."
"Gina!" said a surprised and intrigued Emma. She'd never previously known her friend to even hint that she had been turned on by a woman.
"What? I'm just saying."
The bell rang for the end of break, the two friends hurried back to their classrooms, to try to keep order with a bunch of excited pupils until lunch time. They were allowed to go home early because it was the last day. When the children had left, the staff gathered in the hall for speeches and presentations. As soon as they were over, Emma picked up her bags, gave Gina a warm hug, said her goodbyes to the others and dashed out to the car park.
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Emma's girls, Leah and Millie were nine and seven respectively. She'd had Leah when she was twenty-six, her husband had left her shortly after Millie had been born. He couldn't handle being a parent and a grown up, and now he hardly ever saw his daughters. Emma's parents lived ten minutes away, and had been very supportive with their time and money, and she knew how fortunate she was compared to many other single parents.
Emma was attractive with a good figure. She was five feet seven inches in height, and her black hair was cut in a short 'bob.' Her brown eyes were very pretty, and she was still the same weight that she had been at university. She remembered her student days with fondness, she was popular and sought after by male students and tutors alike, and had ended up with a very good looking technology student, whom she had married a year after finishing university.
Her husband wasn't her only sexual conquest at university, before she met him, she had slept with four other students and two of the tutors. She'd also spent one semi-drunken night in the bed of a female student, and she still fantasised about the oral sex to which she had been treated by her very experienced lover. Afterwards, she'd been so disconcerted by her 'lesbian' fling, that she'd avoided the girl for weeks, even though she thought of her frequently while she masturbated.
More recently, it had dawned on Emma that she had taken up with her then future husband, as a means of overcompensating for her apparent sexual attraction to women. Once engaged to him, she'd thought, she could easily convince herself that her one night of passion with a woman was an aberration, and not a sign of lesbian tendencies. It had left it's mark though, she'd sometimes imagined making love to women when she was in bed with her husband. He mistakenly took credit for her deepest and loudest orgasms, unaware that she was, in fact, imagining a woman's mouth around her pussy at the time.
Since her husband had left almost ten years ago, she'd had a couple of short term relationships, and three one night stands, but it seemed that none of the men she'd met were keen to take on a ready made family. With two young daughters to bring up, she'd been ultra cautious about who she had trusted to get to know them, and she'd suppressed any thoughts of inviting a woman into her bed. Now, in mid 2019, It had been almost two years since she'd had sex with anyone else, and she was beginning to contemplate joining an internet dating site.
Emma's friend Gina had been encouraging her to take the plunge. Gina was thirty-two, single and lived in a small flat five minutes away from Emma. She'd been engaged in her mid twenties, but she'd broken it off after she'd discovered that her fiancé was fucking his best friend's wife. Several unsuccessful relationships later, Gina had taken to 'Tinder' and had enjoyed uncomplicated, no strings attached sex. Lately though she had begun to feel that it was all a bit soulless, and she'd joined an internet dating site and was now trying to recruit Emma.
Gina and Emma had been good friends since they both started teaching at the same primary school together two years ago. They'd become very close, and despite their different lives and commitments, had spent a lot of time in each other's company. Emma's girls loved Gina and she was very fond of them. At times, they'd each been a shoulder for the other to cry on, they'd shared plenty of good times as well, but Emma was oblivious as to the depth of Gina's feelings for her and vice-versa. They'd barely acknowledged to themselves that they both felt an uplifting sense of well being in each other's company.
Gina was two inches taller than Emma and was slim but shapely. Her dyed blonde hair and striking blue eyes attracted attention on 'Tinder' and she'd had no difficulty linking up with lots of men over the years. She was lively and ballsy, and she'd generally been too much 'woman' for many of the men that she met.
She'd recently been made aware of reflexology by her sister-in-law, who had told her about Lawan's 'magic hands' with a knowing smile and a wink. Lawan had come to Gina's flat once a month for the past four months, to give her a foot massage. Gina had been surprised at how aroused she'd become when Lawan put pressure on an area just under the ball of one foot, and on the heel of the other. Looking into Lawan's large and very pretty eyes hadn't helped to quell her arousal in any way.
Gina had been a bit of a 'party animal' in her early twenties. Like other young women she'd participated in the growing trend, after a few drinks, of kissing another girl at a party for the benefit of salacious boyfriends. She'd repeated the exhibition several times over a couple of years and had found it to be extremely pleasurable with one girl in particular. The girl had declined to take things further in private unless her boyfriend was also involved. Gina wasn't keen on the boyfriend, so she had reluctantly decided pass up the opportunity to go to bed with the girl. Like Emma, she occasionally masturbated while imagining herself with a woman, often the woman was Emma, but that had been the extent of her curiosity.
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Emma's parents turned up at eight o'clock on the Saturday morning, and drove Leah and Millie off to the coast for a one week holiday. Emma tidied up after they had gone, then settled down with a cup of tea to enjoy the peace and quiet, and to contemplate her week of freedom. She'd arranged for Lawan to come to the house at two thirty to give reflexology treatment to her feet. In the evening, she was going out on the town with Gina. It had been a very long time since she'd gone out to drink and dance, and she'd joked to Gina that they would be 'on the pull.'
