Every day on her way to work, Willa passed a park where a beautiful woman played with her dog. Willa gradually developed feelings for her, finding happiness in simply seeing her. However, the possibility that the woman might be straight and have a family made Willa hesitant to approach her, so she admired her from a distance.
One day, Willa found the woman sobbing alone in the park. After inquiring, she learned that the woman’s dog was seriously ill. Willa offered compassionate comfort, and from that day on, they became acquainted and eventually developed a relationship that grew into more than just friendship.
“Of course.” “It’s… quite an intimate one.” “So go ahead. I’ve got very few secrets. And I don’t think I have any from you any more.” She flushed, fiddled with her fingers a bit. “Um… what do you look for?” “In… what?” I said. “In… women. In a girl. What… what makes you… interested?” “Oh.…
“Join a sports club. Catch yourself a nice young firm bit of sausage on the side.” “No. That’s far foo risky,” she said. “Everyone talks and I don’t dare give them ammunition. Plus, it could all go horribly wrong and I could end up pregnant again. No thanks. That’s most emphatically not what I’m looking…
“What… what do you want this… to be.” “I want to… to spend tonight with you…” “Just… tonight? Only tonight?” “No,” she whispered. “Not just tonight.” “So… more than just… this.” “Yes,” she moaned. “Why?” “I know you… want me, Willa…” “… oh,” I squeaked. “Tell me I’m lying. Tell me it’s my own imagination.…
“Really?” she breathed. “There are rules? For me? You’re really going to hold me to them? On my first time? Really? For shame, Willa…” “Uh… huh…” I whimpered, as she leaned in and brushed her lips to my neck. “Rules. Undress… uhn… me…” “Oh well,” she whispered. “I suppose I’d better get started then…” I…
I moved further up onto her and began to kiss her again – partly because I loved the feel of her lips and partly just to stop the garbled run on nonsense she was uttering. She wrapped her arms around me, held me firmly against her I began to drive my finger hard and fast…
“Um. Okay. Almost… any bit,” I corrected myself. I was so in love with her smile. There was a little dash of wickedness to it, and I couldn’t get enough of it. Or her. “Want to roll over?” she asked. “Onto your back?” So I eased myself out of her (earning me a delightful little…
“Really?” she demanded. “Yes. I’m too busy enjoying being lost in the scent and bliss of you.” “Willa…” She sounded serious. I sighed. So it was time to pay the piper, then. “Yeah?” I breathed. I shifted back, opened my eyes, met her gaze. “Are… was… was this…good?” I stared at her for a moment,…
“Roll over,” I said, nudging her shoulder with my nose. We dragged the thick down duvet over us. She arranged the pillows and lay down on her left hand side facing the wall-to-ceiling windows and their partially-feathered blinds. I wrapped myself around her and found a comfortable space for my hand below her breasts, and…
“Yep,” Mary said with a knowing smile. “Some absolutely lovely posh lady.” “Oh…” Oh no. I went all strange and shaky. Surely not… Surely she hadn’t… … had she? I stood. And I followed Mary nervously through to the main warehouse floor… And stopped dead in my tracks, struck dumb. She stood near the warehouse…
“You’re awfully… serious,” I breathed, after a moment’s mute and awestruck silence. “You’re the first person other than my daughter who’s… who’s held me and comforted me and… and let me just be me.” “Meaning…” “I…” She sighed, clearly frustrated with herself. “Do you ever have something totally clear in your head, but when you…