This is a little story of how I managed to achieve an ambition of making love to another woman for the first time. I'm 42 years old, divorced professional lady with a successful career and hopeless love life, men have come and gone and the last relationship left me in pieces. I've always questioned my sexuality and have often imagined how good it would be to make love to another woman but never had the opportunity or bottle to go and get it!
Well it all started when my good friend Sally's daughter came round to me for some information to do with her course work at college, Kate was a elegant young girl, dark hair, dark brown eyes and a lovely voluptuous figure. During the evening we talked over a glass of wine and managed to get quite a lot of her work done, as the evening progressed I realized I was beginning to look at Kate in a different way, not as my friends daughter but as a beautiful young lady and one that I was beginning to have erotic thoughts about. Occasionally I would wonder about other women and how it would feel to be close to and to touch another naked woman and being with Kate was releasing those thoughts again. Well we easily managed to finish a bottle of red wine off and Kate was looking a little flush in the face, I asked her if she was Ok and she said that the open fire and the wine was making her feel a little hot and flush, she proceeded to stand up from her seat opposite me and lift her jumper up and over her head, as she did this it caused her tee shirt to pull tight against her breasts and show me that she was hiding a beautifully round pair of breasts.
I didn't realize she was so perfectly formed and the fact that she was only 18 and had a flat stomach only enhanced them even more. I must have made it obvious that I was looking at her breast because she giggled nervously and readjusted her tee shirt. After a while Kate seemed more relaxed in my company and as we talked she tossed her hair from side to side unconscious of my reaction. I was by now beginning to have strong sexual thoughts towards Kate and my pussy was begging to pulse gently, looking over at her only feet away I realized just how beautiful she was and wanted so desperately to see her naked and touch and kiss her young body.
Not knowing anything about her love life I began to probe and asked whether she was seeing anybody at present etc, she said that she wasn't because she didn't have the time and anyway the boys she'd been out with before just didn't do anything for her, she ended by saying
"If you know what I mean"
Well I wasn't sure what she meant so me being me replied by saying that I didn't know what she meant. Well her face went a little redder and she said
"Well I don't really find men that attractive, they don't seem to do much for me"
"You mean sexually" I replied
"Well I suppose so, they're never soft and loving, it's just all wham bam thank you mam!"
"But you have been with a few blokes then"
"Oh god yes, not loads but I know enough now to realize that most men don't understand what a woman really wants"
When she said that I could feel my nipples hardening and knew that the thin blouse and silky bra I was wearing wouldn't do a very good job of hiding them, suddenly I thought that maybe Kate was actually treading very carefully along the same route as me and maybe she was trying to tell me that what she wanted was a woman's touch and not a mans. I was still a little unsure of her intent and there was also the fact that I hadn't actually made love to another woman before which made me pursue it further, albeit a little cautiously.
As we got deeper into our discussion we were focused on each other eyes much stronger than any point in the evening and it was as though either of us wanted the other to show the next sign, I realized our glasses were empty and jumped up to fetch another bottle of wine, it obviously broke our gaze and as I walked over to the kitchen Kate asked if she could ring her mum to tell her she'd be a little later home,
"No problem, use the phone in the hall if you like, send you mum my love"
I poured our drink, (two very large goblets of red wine) and watched through the open door as Kate stood before the mirror in the hall, she gave herself a good look over and before turning away after putting the phone down she pulled on the hem of her tee shirt, squashing her tits and showing her nipples through the material, this was as clear a sign as ever that she was aroused and that maybe my thoughts were correctly. I sat back down on my sofa and when Kate returned and I handed her her drink she sat down beside me.
Kate surprised me by asking me about my love life and why Bob and I split up, I told her about how he had numerous affairs and how I found some hotel receipts in his work suit which was the final nail in his coffin. Again Kate was looking me straight in the eye and said "so what do you do now then, everybody needs loving one way or another" she smiled and I took it she meant sexually. Again I could feel my nipples harden and knew that if she dropped her gaze she would clearly see was sort of state I was in, I wanted desperately to touch myself but in some way the tension was even more enjoyable. "Well I'm not involved with anybody at the moment but I know how to look after myself perfectly" we laughed aloud and Kate leant over a touched my knee as we giggled.
I decided to put some music on and top up our wine and continued to talk to Kate as I went about refilling our glasses, I was still in the outfit I wore for work which was a dark narrow suit skirt, pale blue blouse which was almost see through and fine denier hold up stockings. I always tend to dress in a way which I find sexy as I enjoy the sexual tension at work, it keeps me going and often provides me with the incentive to take myself off and masturbate in my private office bathroom. As I wandered about my lounge Kate's eyes followed me all the way and at one point I clearly caught her looking at my breast's, this excited me even more and made my already erect nipples all the more noticeable. I do take a great sense of pride in my appearance and I think I look fit and well shaped for my age. My breasts do hang a little lower than they used to but I still need a 36C cup and my hips and waist are as narrow as they were 20 years ago.
The wine was now getting to Kate as she began to lay her head on the back of the sofa, when ever she did this it gave me another chance to admire the fullness of her tits, her V neck white T shirt provided more than enough view of her cleavage to turn any hot blooded man on and I do think she was doing it on purpose to allow me the pleasure. She wore blue denim jeans and boots and looked like any other girl of her age, however she also had a mature ness about her, she oozed sexuality and it was certainly having a great effect on me.
There was a few seconds of nervous silence before Kate said "You know I love the way you dress"
"Thanks very much, I don't get that many compliments being the boss"
"Really though, it gives out a strong sense of business but still show a sexy feminine side to you"
I was really taken back with her comment and as I stood there being admired I knew that tonight was going to be a night to remember.
"I like to feel sexy at work" I replied "it means I get peoples attention much more easily and I do like to know if I've still got something to show off, sometimes I even flash a bit of my stocking and enjoy watching the men adjusting themselves!"
This made Kate laugh "Oh god don't worry about that, I love to look as good as you when I'm your age"
I was standing about 3 meters away looking down towards Kate when I had this wonderful idea, "I tell you something Kate, you'd look fantastic in a business suite, what size are you?"
"A twelve"