Plus with us being nearly the same height, and both full-busted, it was impossible not to be affected by the way our breasts pressed against one another through the thin cotton material of our sundresses.
While it was a brief kiss, I couldn't help but respond to it, which caused my pussy to tingle. I looked at Julie as soon as it ended, and was surprised it didn't seem to phase her. It was almost as though she expected it.
Finally I had to ask... "What was that for Anna?"
"It was my way to say thank you, which I'll explain while we're having our coffee."
After we sat down, Sandra came over to say hello to Julie, who introduced her to Anna.
"Nice to meet you Anna, and you couldn't be keeping better company than with these two. Now what can I get you lovely ladies?"
After she left to make our cappuccinos we chatted briefly about Julie's business and how well it was doing. Simply booming. I couldn't have been happier for her with being one of her first customers when she opened her shop. She struggled initially with just being able to pay the bills until by word of mouth her clientele rapidly expanded. Now she was having trouble keeping enough merchandise in stock. A good problem to have versus the alternative.
When Sandra returned with our cappuccinos she gave me a quizzical look, which almost caused me to shrug my shoulders in response as I'm sure she was curious about Anna being with us. Then after she placed my cappuccino in front of me I noticed she had made a number three in the froth with the crema from the espresso with a smile under it.
I noticed my cappuccino was the only one with her creative handiwork, but I didn't give it much thought since she's been "artistic" in the past with the crema. The first time was after the three of us got to know each other, including the fact she was gay and the intimate relationship Julie and I had. It was the lesbian symbol. Then one day when she could see Julie and I had all we could do to keep our hands off each other, she made a very nice depiction of a vagina in both our froths. No doubt she sensed we would be entertaining ourselves with each other's vaginas not long after we left.
Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to ask her about it, and what it signified, since a customer at another table waved to her and she left to attend to them.
After I added a little sugar to my cappuccino and stirred it before taking a sip... "Now that we have our coffees, I need to ask you Anna, what was with the way you greeted me? Not that I didn't enjoy it, very much so. You said it was to thank me, but what for?"
After she looked around to make sure no one was sitting close enough to overhear her... "When I learned you and Julie were meeting, and the reason why, I convinced her to let me be the one to explain how we got together. I felt it would be better to hear from me since I was more responsible for it than Julie."
After she took a sip of her cappuccino... "I'll try to make this brief as possible." Then after taking a deep breath... "After I lost my husband in the terrible car accident on I-70, and grieving about it for months, I finally realized I needed to get my act together before I turned into a hopeless basket case and a total recluse, which I already had in some ways.
Even though I could well afford not to work due to my husband's investments, and the insurance settlement from the accident, I realized I needed to get out and interact with other people again. Needless to say, it's how I ended up working for Julie."
Julie then jumped in... "I never told Anna this until recently, but I almost didn't hire her because of my concern about her being able to connect with customers because of how despondent she seemed when I interviewed her. But I could sense she needed a job, although I didn't know the reason why at the time. Thankfully I did as it worked out beautifully for all concerned."
After Anna gave Julie's hand a loving squeeze, she then continued... "I can't tell you how grateful I was she did. Having a job and interacting with other people immediately began working wonders on my frame of mind. Eventually I stopped feeling sorry for myself and looked forward to the days I worked. That's until a strange thing occurred. Something I never experienced before. Let alone ever imagine it would."
Without waiting for her to explain... "What would that be?"
"After working with Julie for a couple months, I found myself attracted to her. And I don't mean in a friendly sort of way. I couldn't imagine what was happening to me as I've never been attracted to another woman before the way I was to Julie. Or ever even thought about another woman in the same way. To the point I started masturbating again for the first time since my husband's tragic death, and when I did, all I thought about was Julie. I thought I was as straight as any woman could be and here I was fantasizing about having sex with another woman."
"For what it's worth Anna, you're not the first woman it's happened to. Maybe not under the same circumstances with you trying to get your act back together, but it occurs all the time. While it's more common when younger, many middle-aged women find themselves suddenly bisexually curious and fantasizing about it. It happened to me. God knows I never imagined it would, but it did. But what I don't understand is what it has to do with me."
"You will." Then after she paused... "Once I realized my feelings for Julie weren't going to change, I had a dilemma to deal with. As hard as I tried to get her to notice me beyond being someone who worked for her, Julie didn't seem to feel the same way towards me. To make matters worse, I didn't have an inkling of how to make my feelings known without potentially making an ass of myself. Or even worse, offending Julie if I did. My predicament got so bad, I made the decision the best thing to do was to simply quit. In a nice way of course since Julie was kind enough to give me a job when I needed it, and treated me very well. But I just didn't see any other option."
"I can understand your predicament as more than one relationship has ended when someone found out someone they liked personally wanted to be more than just 'friends'. Especially when that person was of the same sex. But obviously you didn't quit, so what changed your mind?"
"After taking a few extra days off from work to make sure I was making the right decision, I returned with the intention to tender my resignation. But when I did and first saw Julie, she looked as though she went through a complete metamorphosis. Like a caterpillar does and turns into a beautiful butterfly. I couldn't believe it was her until she spoke to me."
She paused to finish her cappuccino, and since we all had by then, I waved at Sandra. After catching her attention I simply displayed three fingers, which indicated exactly what we wanted.
Anna then continued... "Since you've known Julie longer than I have, you know how conservatively she used to dress. If conservatively is even the right word. And how little effort she put into her hair or make-up."
She then looked at Julie... "No offense Julie, but you could have easily passed for a Pastor's wife, and made me wonder at times why I was so attracted to you."
"No offense taken Anna, and I wondered about it too."
With that said, Anna looked at me and continued..."The biggest surprise was not only did her appearance change, so did her personality. She was always sweet as could be, but in a very guarded way. Suddenly she seemed like a different person. A lot more outgoing and more confident with and about herself. With the unexpected change, I thought there might still be some hope and decided to hold off on giving my notice."
Her comments about Julie and how she changed not only brought back memories of the "old" Julie, but the first time I realized there was more to her than the false façade she developed after her divorce.
It was when she offered to give me her opinion of how I looked in a bikini I just purchased in her shop. It was the first time I bought a bikini to wear in years, and had left it on under my clothes after trying it on since I was going straight to Maureen's house to use her pool.
When she saw me in it in one of her changing rooms it seemed like she had all she could do to keep her hands off me. Not forgetting how she looked at me and all but praised how I looked in it. While "modeling" the bikini for her, I was also assessing her more closely in ways I never had in the past, and it's when I realized there was a lot more to her than first impressions or outward appearances would indicate at the time.
It wasn't long after we were alone together in the changing room that she reverted back to the person she was before her divorce. Not long after she did, it's when the intimate relationship between us developed. And as with Anna, she was more the aggressor than I was.
"I don't want to interrupt your train of thought Anna, but I remember very well when the 'new' Julie 'emerged'. Like you, I couldn't believe it was the same person either. So what happened next?"
"After deciding to hold off on giving my notice, I noticed a change in how we interacted with each other. Almost to the point she seemed interested in me as much as I was with her. Way more personal when alone together, and more complimentary about how I dressed, looked, and even the perfume I used. Finally I decided to go for broke. Not that I knew anything about how to make my feelings known when it came to another woman. Didn't have the slightest idea how to go about it."
