Christine Hargreaves was a fifty-nine-year-old married woman and she was browsing in the clothing section of a large department store. She was not looking for anything in particular, just passing the time.
Also in the clothing section was sixty-year-old Brenda Sutcliffe and she, being a lesbian, noticed the attractive woman heading in her direction.
Just as Christine got close to her Brenda ‘accidentally’ dropped an item of clothing and stuck her rather large backside out as she bent to pick it up.
Christine could not avoid brushing against the other woman as her hip and arm made contact with the lady’s buttocks.
“Oh I am so sorry,” said Christine.
“No not at all, it was my fault,” replied the other woman as she straightened up.
For a moment their eyes met and they both smiled weakly as they went their separate ways.
Now Brenda had enjoyed having an attractive middle-aged woman touching her rear and she also enjoyed the slight smile that she got from the woman after the encounter.
Christine, on the other hand, thought no more of it at that stage, but Brenda had decided that she would provoke a further encounter.
Without making it obvious, Brenda tracked Christine from store to store for a while, without Christine knowing until she decided to make a move. Of course, there was no reason to assume that the other woman would be interested but Brenda felt she had to find out.
Brenda followed her into a store and then stood quite close to Christine whilst looking in a different direction.
Christine turned and almost collided with Brenda, “Oh hello again,” said Christine, but Brenda pretended not to recognize her.
Seeing the quizzical look on the other woman’s face Christine said “Um, we um bumped into each other in the other store.”
“Ah yes,” said Brenda, “You are the lady that touched my bottom.”
“Well not intentionally but I suppose I did,” replied Christine.
“Well it is rather a big bottom,” said Brenda with her eyes fixed on Christine trying to gauge a reaction.
Christine just smiled nervously but the confident Brenda asked, “Would you like a coffee?”
Now, although married Christine’s sex life could at best be described as occasional she had had no thoughts of involvement with a female-not since school anyway.
Brenda’s sex life from her schooldays to date had exclusively involved women.
“Um yes, why not?” replied Christine in response to the offer of a coffee and she then immediately wondered why she had accepted.
The two women sat opposite each other in the cafeteria section of the store as they sipped their coffee.
“My name is Brenda Sutcliffe,” said the woman that was making the running.
“Christine Hargreaves,” responded the other one although she had not yet worked out that she was being ‘pulled’.
They chatted for a while and it got mentioned that Christine was married and, although it was not stated, Christine assumed that Brenda was not.
Brenda was finding the other woman to be very exciting and she was trying to decide how and when to see if there was any sexual interest from Christine.
They had just about finished their coffee’s and Brenda had decided not to make a grand move now but to try to get to meet Christine again.
“Well nice to meet you, Christine, perhaps we will bump into each other again,” said Brenda with a smile.
“Yes perhaps, if I am not looking where I am going,” laughed Christine in response.
“What you mean touching my bottom again?” grinned Brenda with her eyes fixed on Christine’s.
Christine felt something internally that she had not felt in the presence of a female since she was looking at a classmate’s buttocks in the showers at school as a seventeen-year-old.
She blushed slightly and she sort of stammered her reply, “Yeah, something like that.”
Brenda decided it was now or never so she scribbled down her mobile phone number, handed it to Christine and said, “If you ever want to touch my bottom again.”
Christine blushed even more and got a bit flustered but took the piece of paper without reply. She got up from her seat, gave a half-smile and moved to leave the cafeteria but to Brenda’s delight, she looked back over her shoulder before departing.
Christine was confused, she had not felt sexually aroused by being with a woman for over forty years but she felt sexually aroused now.
Brenda felt confident that she would hear from the woman again as her knickers dampened.
Over the next three days, Christine thought more than once of throwing the scrap of paper away but she knew deep down that she would have to phone the number. As she thought over the conversation she tried to convince herself that Brenda might not actually have been hitting on her but the invitation to touch her bottom again could only really mean one thing.
Christine sat phone in hand with the number in front of her for what was seeming an eternity before she tapped in the numbers and pressed ‘call’. Just as it started to ring she thought of disconnecting but almost immediately a female voice answered “Hello.”
“Brenda? It is Christine, Christine Hargreaves.”
“Christine my dear, how are you?”
“Fine thank you, how are you?”
“Delighted to hear from you, I have been so hoping that you would call,” said Brenda who felt an initial moistening in her underwear.
“Um yes, well I thought we might meet for a coffee…or something,” said a nervous Christine.
“Yes indeed, unless you would rather come to my house,” replied Brenda upping the stakes a bit.
Christine obviously knew that if she agreed to that there was not really any going back, her head was telling her no but her sexual urges were telling her yes.
“Well I am not sure,” replied Christine with her mind in turmoil.
“My dear, you are phoning me because you want to touch my bottom again are you not?” asked Brenda putting the pressure further on.
Christine cracked, “Yes, yes but I…I, um have never…”
“You have never been with a woman?” said the sixty-year-old completing Christine’s sentence for her.
“No, no never.”
“Come to my house, I will not make you do anything that you do not want to,” reassured Brenda.
So the address was supplied and that afternoon Christine went to meet what was likely to become her first lesbian lover. She left a note for her husband saying she was meeting a female friend and might be late home.
Christine dressed in a black trouser suit, the trousers of which rather clung to her round arse, a white blouse and her most sexy bra and knickers. She was both apprehensive and excited when she arrived at Brenda’s house.
Brenda greeted her at the door but refrained from kissing her. Brenda was also in trousers and a blouse.
“So glad to see you, come in,” said Brenda who looked at Christine’s arse cheeks in her trousers as she went past.
“I am still a bit unsure about all this,” said Christine.
“I can imagine, but just relax. As I said on the phone I will not make you do anything that you do not want to,” replied her hostess.
Brenda ushered Christine to the settee but had decided not to sit next to her,yet.
“Would you like a coffee or maybe some wine?” asked Brenda as she looked at the very attractive woman seated on her settee.
“Wine would be nice, might help me relax a bit,” giggled Christine.
Brenda poured two glasses of wine and sat in a chair on the other side of a coffee table to the settee that Christine was on.
After taking a sip and then a gulp of wine Christine said, “As I told you. I have never done this before.”
“Have you never fancied a female?”
“Not really, obviously I have thought that other women looked beautiful or whatever but not really fancied them, not since school anyway,” replied Christine.
“What happened at school?” asked Brenda eager to grasp at any lesbian thoughts of her guest.
“Nothing actually happened, but I did sometimes look at girls’ bottoms in the shower. Did you do that?”
“Ha, more than look at their bottoms. In fact, I had a sexual affair with my games mistress until the headmistress found out,” laughed Brenda.
“Goodness, what happened when the headmistress found out?” asked Christine who was now starting to relax a bit.
“The games mistress was dismissed and I was caned,” replied Brenda.
“Caned? I was never caned but some girls at my school were,” responded Christine.
“I was caned on three occasions at school but that is another story,” said Brenda who then asked, “Would you like me to sit with you on the settee Christine?”
“Um yes, yes I think I would,” replied Christine who felt a tingling in her cunt.
Brenda sat to Christine’s left-hand side and their legs touched and Brenda put her left hand on Christine’s left thigh.
They looked into each other’s eyes and Brenda moved her head towards Christine’s and, as she did not back off, then moved again so their lips met.
At first, Brenda was just kissing Christine but then Christine started to respond and then lips parted and tongues went into mouths.
Christine, having only ever kissed males, had never had a kiss like that. It was so soft and so sensual and she was getting very damp in her knickers, not helped by Brenda’s left hand now rubbing her crotch over her trousers.
“Would you like to touch my bottom again now Christine?” said Brenda in a husky voice after the kissing broke.
“Yes, oh yes but call me Chrissy,” responded the breathless slightly younger woman.
Brenda stood so that her tightly trousered backside was right in front of Christine and Christine caressed the twin globes.
“Mmmm that is lovely Chrissy, can I touch your bottom now please?” asked the very lesbian experienced, but very turned on Brenda.
Christine stood and removed her suit jacket and placed herself right in front of Brenda.
Brenda gently ran her hands all over the slightly quivering backside before surprising Chrissy, not unpleasantly, by running a finger up and down the trousered arse crack and then between her legs.
Christine shook with sexual excitement and when Brenda said, “Would you like to go to my bedroom now?” she responded with “Yes, yes please.”
The two hugely turned on middle-aged women went up the stairs and once in the bedroom kissed long and hard as each cupped the other’s buttocks.
Blouses were then undone and removed and bra’s quickly followed too so four large breasts and four erect nipples were displayed.
The women kissed again as their breasts mashed together. Christine could not remember when she was last this turned on.
Next Brenda undid and lowered Chrissy’s trousers for her to step out of and Brenda kissed and licked the very wet patch in the front of Chrissy’s knickers.
Chrissy then hurriedly had Brenda’s trousers down and off and Brenda turned around so that her arse was in Chrissy’s face as Chrissy pulled down her knickers baring her large round and firm cheeks. Chrissy kissed the bare buttocks and almost flooded her own knickers.
Chrissy then had her back to Brenda as her hostess slowly peeled her knickers down and off so both women were now naked.
Brenda was sending Chrissy crazy as she kissed her arse cheeks and then put fingers and then her tongue in her arse crack before having fingers between Chrissy’s legs and in her soaking wet cunt.
With a tongue around her anus and fingers working her cunt Chrissy had a shuddering orgasm, “Mmmm, oh! oh! oh! Yesss” as she came for the first time in her life with a woman’s fingers, other than her own, in her cunt.
Chrissy was in a euphoric daze but found herself on her back on the bed with Brenda’s head between her legs lapping at her cunt.
It did not take long for her to reach a second orgasm and then as she was still reacting to that, a sixty-year-old cunt was being lowered onto her face and she eagerly licked the other woman to a loud orgasm.
The women lay side by side kissing and caressing, each tasting their own cum on the other’s lips.
“You do know that I stuck my arse out on purpose in the store don’t you Chrissy?” asked Brenda.
“I didn’t at the time but after a while thought that you might have done, do you do that often?”
“Not often but if I see a woman I fancy I try it from time to time, doesn’t often get them into my bed though,” said Brenda as they kissed again.
“Well I am so glad you stuck your arse out for me,” said Chrissy who was now no longer a lesbian virgin.
“I do hope that we will do this again sometime,” said Brenda.
“Oh yes, I wish I could stay here now but I really should be getting home soon,” replied Chrissy but as she was speaking Brenda’s fingers were teasing her cunt and the two women each made the other cum again on their fingers.
“Now I really must be going,” said Christine after they had both calmed.
“Yes but let me show you something first,” said Brenda as Chrissy gazed lovingly at her arse as she went to a cupboard.
What Brenda produced from the cupboard was an authentic school cane, “You know I told you that I got caned three times at school, well I found that I quite enjoyed it-the after effects anyway.” Brenda was looking lovingly at the cane as she went on, “So sometimes I get a lady friend to cane me and occasionally I use the cane on a woman’s bottom.”
Although a cane had been used at Christine’s school she had never actually seen one but she was a bit mesmerized by this one so she did not speak.
“Maybe when you are here again we can put it to use,” surmised Brenda.
“Well, I am not sure, but then a few hours ago I was not sure about lesbian sex either,” said Christine having got her voice back.
The women kissed, got dressed then kissed again before Christine reluctantly left knowing that she would be back and that just maybe that cane would be put to use.
