Born late as an only child to quiet law abiding parents who kept themselves to themselves Helen was always a challenge to them. It did not help that she developed early and got involved with mixed groups. Her parents tried to guide and support her but their influence was weak and Helen married one of the undesirables believing that it was cool. As she matured, she learnt the hard way. Her husband was a liar and a thief, big time and a lengthy prison sentence came his way. They divorced. It showed her though that life could be difficult and unkind and all the events destroyed her confidence. Whilst she had a loving parents they were by then aged and she was left to pick up the pieces alone.
She met Stuart a wealthy guy, married with children who helped her along the way. There were benefits for both in this relationship which endured over the years. He found her a job, assisted with her finances and if she had a need he would either help her himself or find somebody else to do so. She became dependant and vulnerable.
Home was a modest flat, with her cat and nobody else. Work was a legal secretary in local lawyer’s office. Helen had intelligence, it was just that she had got in with the wrong crowd and met the wrong people, seemingly all her life. She had a sex life, occasionally with Stuart and also with rendezvous which she arranged on the quiet and in secret through the internet. She was careful for she didn’t want to disturb her long standing relationship with Stuart. In a way she was his part time mistress, very part time as the years rolled on. He gave her the feeling of security, somebody she could turn to if the going got tough.
Helen was really like her parents. Quiet and unassuming with an inner built strength and stubbornness. She was a big woman, all over, but perhaps more noticeably in the bust although her bum was large and round. It could be called huge if the rest of her body did not put a better context on it. She was no beauty, but had a kind, full rosy cheeked face with long brown hair down to her shoulders.
When Helen was into her 40s she found that it was the new lady in the office Moira who took her under her wing so to speak. A rather flirtatious lady with three kids and a husband who seemed to understand her. Perhaps it was the attraction of opposites but Helen found it difficult to say 'no' and Moira planned it all for her. A singles cruise on a river boat, with nice scenery and plenty of opportunity as Moira put it. Helen enjoyed her time with Moira, little chats whilst taking coffee in the office and having a drink or two after work. How so and so was interested in her. Moira spoke about the past and what she had got up to with a grin. Helen just didn’t know whether to believe it or not but it made for a fun chat and got Helen thinking. Helen made a few things up too, she wasn’t going to be totally outdone and in truth she did have stories of her own which she had always kept to herself. Once or twice she let the cat out of the bag, when it had been late into the evening. Moira introduced Helen to her other friends and she visited the family for meals. Slowly Moira had come out of the rut and began to live life again. Helen didn’t appreciate it at the time but meeting Moira really did bring a change to her life.
The cruise was the big step, Moira helped her choose her clothes, her outer garments and her lingerie. ‘You need some things in case you meet’ Moira had said. Helen just chuckled and settled the bill. ‘I wish I was going with you’ had said Moira ‘and I want to know everything when you get back’. Helen had blushed and thought to herself, there won’t be anything but she knew she would have to tell a story or two, a few white lies but what would that matter. She didn’t believe all what Moira said anyway.
There were plenty of nerves when Helen arrived on the boat and she told herself that she would be no different to anybody else. She said little though and followed the procedures, taking full note of what came to attention. There were 80 cabins, 160 singles, an equal distribution of male and female both in the guests and the crew. Each guest sharing with their own sex a lounge and bathroom whilst enjoying a small cabin with a regulation double bed to themselves. Guests all seemed to be aged between 20s and 40s.
It was the sharing that had concerned Helen and there was some relief that she found herself in a cabin with Ruth, a red haired lady, just a few years younger who was not in the least self-conscious. Full of curves which she seemed to want to display to the full, the lady gave every indication that she wanted to get on with things and into the holiday.
‘It looks as if you are my date for the evening’ Ruth had said once they had heard their dinner reservations were to place them on the same table for the first evening.
‘Mind you they may choose to put the opposite sex between us’ responded Helen wishing to show that she had some vision.
‘Hey yes that would be something for a first night sandwiched between two guys’ smirked Ruth. ‘Not that I don’t appreciate you Helen’ said Ruth as a hand moved forward to lightly fondle her big boob. ‘My bedroom door is always open’.
Helen looked startled and then gave a little smile ‘Ok then’ she responded with rather a puzzled look.
‘Please don’t be shocked Helen. In my life I’ve gone through guys a plenty and believe me a woman does have her attractions.................................... Look relax Helen, we’re on holiday and here to enjoy ourselves. I was just putting it out there a bit…. As is my way’
It was as if her cabin partner had been handpicked by Moira!!! Only this lady had even more about her. Helen took a deep breath and smiled 'right then I’m ready’ she said. ‘Good let’s go' responded Ruth.
She met Stuart a wealthy guy, married with children who helped her along the way. There were benefits for both in this relationship which endured over the years. He found her a job, assisted with her finances and if she had a need he would either help her himself or find somebody else to do so. She became dependant and vulnerable.
Home was a modest flat, with her cat and nobody else. Work was a legal secretary in local lawyer’s office. Helen had intelligence, it was just that she had got in with the wrong crowd and met the wrong people, seemingly all her life. She had a sex life, occasionally with Stuart and also with rendezvous which she arranged on the quiet and in secret through the internet. She was careful for she didn’t want to disturb her long standing relationship with Stuart. In a way she was his part time mistress, very part time as the years rolled on. He gave her the feeling of security, somebody she could turn to if the going got tough.
Helen was really like her parents. Quiet and unassuming with an inner built strength and stubbornness. She was a big woman, all over, but perhaps more noticeably in the bust although her bum was large and round. It could be called huge if the rest of her body did not put a better context on it. She was no beauty, but had a kind, full rosy cheeked face with long brown hair down to her shoulders.
When Helen was into her 40s she found that it was the new lady in the office Moira who took her under her wing so to speak. A rather flirtatious lady with three kids and a husband who seemed to understand her. Perhaps it was the attraction of opposites but Helen found it difficult to say 'no' and Moira planned it all for her. A singles cruise on a river boat, with nice scenery and plenty of opportunity as Moira put it. Helen enjoyed her time with Moira, little chats whilst taking coffee in the office and having a drink or two after work. How so and so was interested in her. Moira spoke about the past and what she had got up to with a grin. Helen just didn’t know whether to believe it or not but it made for a fun chat and got Helen thinking. Helen made a few things up too, she wasn’t going to be totally outdone and in truth she did have stories of her own which she had always kept to herself. Once or twice she let the cat out of the bag, when it had been late into the evening. Moira introduced Helen to her other friends and she visited the family for meals. Slowly Moira had come out of the rut and began to live life again. Helen didn’t appreciate it at the time but meeting Moira really did bring a change to her life.
The cruise was the big step, Moira helped her choose her clothes, her outer garments and her lingerie. ‘You need some things in case you meet’ Moira had said. Helen just chuckled and settled the bill. ‘I wish I was going with you’ had said Moira ‘and I want to know everything when you get back’. Helen had blushed and thought to herself, there won’t be anything but she knew she would have to tell a story or two, a few white lies but what would that matter. She didn’t believe all what Moira said anyway.
There were plenty of nerves when Helen arrived on the boat and she told herself that she would be no different to anybody else. She said little though and followed the procedures, taking full note of what came to attention. There were 80 cabins, 160 singles, an equal distribution of male and female both in the guests and the crew. Each guest sharing with their own sex a lounge and bathroom whilst enjoying a small cabin with a regulation double bed to themselves. Guests all seemed to be aged between 20s and 40s.
It was the sharing that had concerned Helen and there was some relief that she found herself in a cabin with Ruth, a red haired lady, just a few years younger who was not in the least self-conscious. Full of curves which she seemed to want to display to the full, the lady gave every indication that she wanted to get on with things and into the holiday.
‘It looks as if you are my date for the evening’ Ruth had said once they had heard their dinner reservations were to place them on the same table for the first evening.
‘Mind you they may choose to put the opposite sex between us’ responded Helen wishing to show that she had some vision.
‘Hey yes that would be something for a first night sandwiched between two guys’ smirked Ruth. ‘Not that I don’t appreciate you Helen’ said Ruth as a hand moved forward to lightly fondle her big boob. ‘My bedroom door is always open’.
Helen looked startled and then gave a little smile ‘Ok then’ she responded with rather a puzzled look.
‘Please don’t be shocked Helen. In my life I’ve gone through guys a plenty and believe me a woman does have her attractions.................................... Look relax Helen, we’re on holiday and here to enjoy ourselves. I was just putting it out there a bit…. As is my way’
It was as if her cabin partner had been handpicked by Moira!!! Only this lady had even more about her. Helen took a deep breath and smiled 'right then I’m ready’ she said. ‘Good let’s go' responded Ruth.