A woman's passion

[plaxo71]

This will be the story of an older lesbian woman who meets the woman of her dreams although she is only 18. Wh knows what sex, romance, and passion will come of it...



Sandy Weber
Age 45
B cup, slender and a brunette

Sandy was working that night at the restaurant, much to her dismay. She had planned to go out that friday, but instead here she was working at her dead end job as a waitress. It was such a boring job though...constantly getting hit on by all the younger men, they called her a milf behind her back. Little did they know she had no children, even less a husband. In fact, she wasn't interested in men at all.

The only reason Sarah put up with this job for all these years actually was because of all the young college girls in their late teens who waitressed as well. It was always a refreshing sight for her, beautiful new girls every semester. Sarah had never actually thought of approching one of them though....



((This rp is open to one other woman, first come first serve))

 

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Kelly Morgan

Ooh! This sounds fun! Introducing: Kelly!

Name: Kelly Morgan
Age: 18
C Cup; long black hair; pierced nose, ears, and navel; raven tattoo on left shoulder

Kelly sighed to herself as she listened to her car cooling down, the tick-tick-tick of the engine sounding almost like a timer counting down the last few seconds before she would brave the 30 yard dash through the cold evening air to the restaurant. It was her first night on the job... her first night on ANY job, for that matter. And as a result, she was a little nervous. She was dressed a black miniskirt and a white blouse, the dress code for the place, more or less. Mostly less; her skirt rode dangerously high on her calf, and her blouse was missing the toppmost button (although only a peak of cleavage was visible). She'd just gotten the job yesterday, and hadn't had the time (or the money, frankly) to buy a more modest outfit, so hopefully this one would do for tonight at least. One last glance in the rearview mirror to make sure her hair was still tied back in the long braid, and she cursed to herself. She'd forgotten to take out the tiny sapphire nose stud in her left nostril. She thought for a moment about leaving it in her car, then decided against it. Her passenger door didn't lock, and while it'd almost be a favor if someone stole the junker, it'd be a shame if one of her favorite pieces of jewelry was in it at the time. With no pockets on her blouse or skirt... Kelly hoped that management wouldn't care.

She slid out of the car and nearly squeeled at the feel of the air on her skin. The news had predicted snow tonight, and it felt cold enough to deliver. She scurried across the lot and ducked inside her new place of employment, glad for the heat inside at least. Horribly self conscious of the way her nipples had reacted to the cold, pressing against her bra and blouse, she approached the greeter.

"Hi... I'm Kelly. I'm starting here tonight?"

The hostess gave Kelly the once-over, made a tiny sneer of disapproval at her not-quite-appropriate attire, then said, "You're late. Head on through the door over there and look for Sandy. She's going to get you started, show you the ropes."

Kelly thanked her and headed toward the door, noticing how busy the restaraunt was, and how the other waitresses had skirts that went to the knee and blouses buttoned all the way up. She suddenly felt like a skank, but resisted the urge to flee. She took a deep breath, then stepped through the door and looked around.

"Umm... Hi. I'm Kelly. I'm looking for Sandy?"

 

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Another waitress pointed Kelly in the direction of Sandy, who was busy arguing over an order with one of the chefs in the back. She turned around when she heard her name.

"Oh, hi...you must be new here." She said to Kelly as she spun around. Her tight and revealing outfit took Sandy a bit by suprise.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Sandy, probably the oldest waitress here unfortunately," she laughed. "If you need any help at all just feel free to ask."

Sandy chatted a bit with the new girl, consciously trying not to look like she was checking Kelly out. There was just something about her that didn't let her look away.

 

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Kelly

"Hi Sandy. I'm Kelly. But... umm... I guess you already know that, since they probably told you... uh... yeah." She glanced around the room quickly, trying to get her bearings. As Sandy told her about the job, Kelly got a strange feeling. It was almost like the older waitress was sizing her up. At first, Kelly thought she was having some sort of territorial reaction, but as the night wore on, she realized it wasn't like that at all. She was eyeing her in the same way several of the male patrons were eyeing her.

But that wasn't what was really surprising to Kelly. What surprised her was how she felt about it... she felt... kind of excited! She'd never been scoped by a woman before, and truth be told, Kelly had herself always been currious about other women. She'd had several boyfriends, but after sleeping with them she always felt so disapointed. It was as if she were missing something.

In any event, the night passed fairly quickly, with Kelly dropping only three orders. She felt terrible about the mixups, but the boss seemed to be impressed that she'd only messed up those three. She helped a bit with cleanup, and then signed her timecard and headed for the door.

Sandy was there as well, pulling on a jacket. Kelly realized she should have brought her own jacket... nothing to do about that now.

Outside, the snow had started to fall. A thin layer of white coated everything, and Kelly's breath frosted as she scampered over to her car. Inside it was just as cold... and when she turned the key and the engine did nothing but sputter and click... it seemed to get colder. Kelly tried to get her old junker started five times, but with each failed turn of the key, it became more and more obvious to her that the old car had finally given it up.

"God DAMNIT" she cursed as she hit the wheel, then leaned back against the seat, eyes closed. She sat there for nearly a minute, and then jumped as someone tapped on the glass by her ear.

It was Sandy.

 

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Sandy was on her way to her own car when she saw Kelly try and start her own with no success. Remembering all too well her own days of little money and horrible car experiences, she walked over to the girl's vehicle and tapped on the glass.

"Hey, looks like you are having some trouble there." Sandy commented. "Its going to be pretty cold tonight...don't want to be out in this weather," she said, noticing Kelly's small shivers. It was cute in a way, and brought a smile to Sandy's face.

"Say, why not let me give you a ride home...I know how old cars are in the cold. Don't want that cute little body of yours to freeze to death out here." Whoops. Had she just said that out loud? Sandy was a bit embarassed by her remark so just waited for a reply from Kelly.

 

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Kelly

Kelly shivvered as the cold air rushed over her. At least, that's what she told herself had caused her to shivver. Had Sandy really just said what Kelly thought she said? She must have meant "cute" as in "young." Kelly was still not quite used to some of the region's slang; she came here from Southern California, after all. She wasn't used to everything yet, being only a few months into college.

So she chose to ignore it. The offer of a ride was too tempting anyway.

"Wow... thanks, Mrs. Webber. That'd be great. Just let me get my things..." Kelly grabbed her purse and then slid out of the car after rolling the window up. She locked the doors, then followed Sandy through the snow to her car. Inside, the heat was already going and it felt great.

"Ahhh... that feels nice," Kelly sighed as she slid into the passanger seat and pulled the seatbelt in place. "Thanks again for the ride, Mrs. Webber. I really appreciate it. I'm staying in an apartment just south of campus, over on Willow Street. You know how to get there?"

Kelly slid down a little in the seat, trying to get her freezing knees closer to the vent that was blowing that wonderful hot air. And in so doing, and quite accidentaly, her miniskirt slid up higher an inch, stopping just shy of revealing the color of her panties.

 

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"oh, yes, I know where that's at," Sandy said as she pulled off onto the road and began to drive. "So what are you studying in college?" She said, looking over to Kelly. She was taken by suprise as she saw the young woman's skirt hike up. Sandy found herself unable to look away for a few seconds, wondering instantly what kind of panties Kelly was wearing and how they clung to her body.

Sandy shook her head a little to clear her mind, and turned her head back to the road, embarassed and wondering if Kelly had caught her checking her out.

 

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Kelly

As they drove on, the snow started to fall thick and furious. Sandy had the windshield wipers on full blast, and they were able to keep up, but just barely. Fortunately, this late at night there weren't many cars out on the road. The snowplows were out in force, as best they could be, anyway, clearing the main roads enough that one could navigate them without crashing. Yet when they reached the entrance to Kelly's apartment complex, they saw that the road leading in hadn't yet been plowed.

"Wow..." Kelly said. "There's no way you're gonna get your car in there, Mrs. Webber. Ummm... I guess you can drop me off here and I'll walk the rest of the way home." A prospect that Kelly really wasn't looking forward to, since she lived on the far side of the complex. She tried to keep her concern out of her voice, but something in the way she spoke indicated to Sandy that Kelly really wasn't looking forward to walking the half-mile through the snow...

 

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"Hmmm" Sandy mumbled as she looked out across the snowy path that Kelly was going to have to attempt. She felt bad for her, especially with what she was wearing.

"You'd probably die from frostbite before you got to your place," She said, only half jokingly. "Tell you what...why dont you crash at my place tonight and then we I can take you back whenever the snow clears up tomorrow? I've got a big couch, and I'm sure you could use a hot shower."

The minute those last few words came out of her lips, Sandy was already picturing Kelly naked washing herself off. She suprised even herself with that forward vision and cleared her mind, waiting for Kelly's reply.

 

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Kelly

Kelly looked out at the cold expanse of snow, then down at her bare knees, and then over at Sandy. She barely knew this woman, but the thought of walking through all that snow was just too much.

"Umm... if it wouldn't be too much trouble, Mrs. Webber... I think I'll take you up on that offer."

Kelly's heart started pounding as they drove on, up into a residential section of the city. After a long day like she'd had, a hot shower sure did sound good, but she didn't want to impose too much on her hostess.

It wasn't long before Sandy pulled into a driveway and parked the car. Kelly peered through the windshield, curious to see what kind of house Sandy lived in...

 

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Sandy drives on for about 10 more minutes before pulling into a small residential neighborhood. She pulls into the driveway of a nice little one story place.

"We're here." She says, getting out of the car and leading Kelly quickly up the walk to the door. Once inside she turns on the lights and raises the thermostat.

"Hope you are comfortable here." Sandy says. "You want to take a shower or something to warm up?"

 

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Kelly

Kelly rubbed her arms, hoping to restore some heat to them as she stood in the entrance to Sandy's home. It smelled nice in here, kinda like some sort of tropical fruit, almost. The decor was simple, but tasteful. There was no indication that anyone else lived here...

"Actually... a shower might be nice later but right now I'm kind of hungry," Kelly said. "I sort of forgot to take a break today at work, and missed dinner. If... if it's not too much, maybe I could get something to eat?"

She stepped furtively into the house, looking around curriously and feeling a bit like an intruder.

"So... tell me if I'm prying, and if I am I'll shut the heck up... but do you live alone? I mean... no boyfriend, or family here, or anything?"

 

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Sandy shakes her head. "Oh, no, none of that. I live here alone." She sighs. "Yep, never been married."

Sandy then looks around and walks off to her kitchen. "Food...lets see what I have....hmmm, looks like only some chinese left overs. That ok with you?" She asks, looking over and admiring Kelly's body. Sandy felt a little guilty- she just couldn't keep her eyes of this woman.

 

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Kelly

"That actually sounds really good," Kelly said as she kicked off her shoes, leaving them in the entry. As she stepped onto the carpeted floor of Sandy's living room, she sighed in delight at the feeling; she'd been on her feet all day, and it felt good to be out of those shoes.

She found Sandy in the kitchen, and as she leaned against the wall and folded her arms over ther belly, just under her breasts, she got that feeling again... the feeling that Sandy was checking her out. A faint blush rose in Kelly's cheeks, but it wasn't really of embarassment... and that feeling of curriosity was growing inside her.

The microwave chriped, and Sandy took the reheated food out and served Kelly a plateful. Kelly sat at the small dining table and began to eat. It was quite delicious, and she finished the meal quickly. Perhaps a bit TOO quickly, for the last bite tumbled off her fork and onto her blouse, leaving a nice greasy stain just above her left breast.

"Aww crap. I was hoping I'd make it through without messing myself up..." Kelly said as she plucked the noodles from her blouse.

 

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Sandy laughed a little bit and handed Kelley a napkin. "Looks like you made a little mess there. If youd like, You can borrow a shirt of mine so we can wash that one overnight. Don't want you going to work looking like a mess" She laughs.

Although she was laughing on the outside, deep in her mind Sandy was now imagining the chance of this beautiful woman undressing here, in her own house, of all places. She let her imagination run for a few seconds while waiting for Kelly's answer.

 

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Kelly

Kelly dabbed at the stain with the napkin, then shook her head as she realized she was just making it worse by spreading it around.

"Yeah," she said as she set the napkin down. "I think I'll take you up on that, Mrs. Webber. Actually... I think I'm gonna go grab that shower if you don't mind. I'll leave the shirt on the sink, if you can just leave a replacement there for me too, that'd be perfect."

She stood up. "Which way to the bathroom?"

 

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Sandy shuddered in her mind. The idea of this woman naked in her house was just too much. "Uhh...that way" She pointed, a bit distracted, too busy with images of Kelly naked in the shower running through her mind.

She instantly wished there was some realistic reason that she would have to shower with her, but her mind drew blank...

 

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Kelly

Kelly thanked her hostess and stepped into the bathroom, leaving the door unlocked so Sandy could come fetch her shirt and lay out the replacement shirt for her while she showered. The bathroom was larger than Kelly expected it would be, and smelled quite nice, a hint of lilac perhaps. As she undressed, the chill of the air struck her all the more; the house hadn't quite heated up yet. The floor sent shivvers up her legs as she kicked off her shoes and socks. She left her stained blouse on the sink, and after she slid off her miniskirt, she caught her reflection in the mirror and smiled. The matching black lace strapless bra and matching thong just looked so... naughty! She'd seen them in the store and had bought them on a whim, and just wearing them under her work clothes made her feel rebellious. In any event, the underwear came off and joined her miniskirt on the hamper.

The shower was a stall with a sliding frosted glass door. Kelly stepped into it as quickly as she could, then squeeked in shock as the blast of cold water hit her body. Soon enough it was warming up, and she sighed in delight at the feeling.

 

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Sandy decided to clear her mind and go find some clothes for Kelly to sleep in. She walked across the house to her room and pulled out a long dress shirt and shorts for Kelly to sleep in. Sandy didn't have the super-slender body of teenager that Kelly did, but that wouldn't matter with these loose clothes anyhow.

She took those clothes and without really even thinking, walked into the bathroom to lay out the clothes and grab Kelly's stained shirt for the wash. As she turned to leave she froze in place, unable to take her eyes off the blurred view of Kelly's naked body she could see through the glass and steam.

She could see Kelly had her head back washing her hair, and Sandy hoped she didn't see her just staring into the shower.

 

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Kelly

The suds from the soap had long since sluiced away from her body, but Kelly was loving the feel of the hot water and stood under the shower, turning slowly side to side. The cold of the snowy night had crept deeply into her, and it was slowly being coaxed away by the water. She started washing her hair, almost as an excuse to stay in the shower longer. The shampoo had a pleasant strawberry scent to it, and as Kelly lathered up her long dark hair, she sighed softly to herself. A few moments later, and her hair was clean but she still wasn't quite ready to exit. She glanced up at the shower and realized it was detachable; she reached up and plucked the shower from its cradle, lowering the head to her body so she could target parts of her flesh easier. The spray carried away the last remnants of lather, and as she passed them over her tits she sighed again. The beams of water felt so good on her nipples...

Kelly lowered the showerhead, almost by instinct, driven by a primal urge. The beam of water sprayed against the flesh above her sex, and her free hand joined the water there, rubbing the shaved skin. She could just feel the stubble of her pubic hair there, and knew that she'd need to shave again soon; she'd taken to doing so at the request of an ex-boyfriend, and considered it his one real gift to her; she loved the feeling of being so completely naked down below.

Her hand dipped lower, sliding between her lips, pressing against the hidden bud of her clit as water ran down from above, and she gasped. She leaned back against the glass of the window, her ass pressing against the frosted door as she shivvered. It had been so long... so awfully long... her ex hadn't been a great lover, and had actually never made her come. She'd been forced to finish his work for him after he'd fallen asleep, but that was the least of the reasons she'd broken up with him. As she pressed her fingers against herself... she let her imagination wander, and suddenly an image rose in her mind.

An image of her hostess.

Kelly gasped as she suddenly came. It was a small orgasm, but the fact that she'd come just as she'd thought about Sandy, thought about how her curves had filled out her clothes, brought a fierice blush to her cheeks. She returned the shower head to its cradle and turned it off, then quickly opened the door and began groping in the steam for a towell.