Date: 12 Dec 2001 17:50:46 -0800
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Football Widow (F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women.  If this type of content
offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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                       Football Widow
                             By
                            Jan


	Here I am on the Apartment elevator on my way up stairs
to visit an older woman with every hope that she is interested
in introducing me to lesbian sex.  I'm playing it over in my
mind what led me to this day.

	I fell in love while I was in high school and got married
when I was right out of school and a little older than 18.  He
was an immature boy when we married I was to find out.  He
was only a year older than me.  Money was a problem in the
beginning but I was happy to work to make ends meet.  Sex
was not bad the first couple of years.  He was very quick
reaching a climax but he would do it a couple of time when he
was in the mood for sex.  As the years passed he spent more
time working and in front of the TV.

	The mornings were spent on weekends watching college
football games on Saturdays and professional football games on
Sundays.  Games started about 1:00 PM and by the time the last
game ended it would be 9 or 10:00 PM.  If he felt like having
sex it would be a quick "Wham Bam Thank You Ma'am" and
snoring before the cum dried.

	I was bored stiff.  I thought about looking for a lover but
why bother.  For several months I had seen this older woman
That must live in our building.  We would smile at each other
on the elevator.  Several times we had been in the basement
laundry room washing clothes.  By her laundry I knew that she
was single.  There were no male clothes in her Rubbermaid
hamper.

	I figured she would be in her mid forties.  She was about
five-foot eight-inches tall.  Her hair was a natural auburn color.
We would talk about small things like the discussing way the
washing machines were looked after.  We introduced ourselves.
Her name was Caroline.  She was told me she loved my name
when I told her mine was Krista.  As we became more
comfortable I found out that she had been married for ten years
and walked in on her husband fucking a young teenaged girl in
her bed when she came home early one day from work.

	She said that she filed for a divorce the next day and
never looked back.  She went on to tell me that she was happy
to live alone and enjoy the company of friends.  I just had the
feeling that she was telling me that her friends were all women
and they were more than just friends.

	The more I saw her the more I was convinced that she
was a lesbian.  I was not repulsed by the idea of having sex with
a woman.  My husband didn't suck my pussy very often and
rarely ever long enough to make me climax.  Oh he loved for
me to suck his dick until he would cum in my mouth or on my
face.  The thought of tasting another woman's pussy could not
be any worse that having cum shot down your throat.  The
thought of having an experienced lesbian make love to me was
getting my panties wet.

	I was complaining about my husband spending all
weekend watching football the other day.  When she offered to
fix me tea and we could have a hen party.  I said that that
sounded like a great idea.  I told her I would be up to her
apartment by 10:30 AM on Sunday.

	Sure enough my husband was parked in front of the TV
with the Sunday paper in time to watch the pre-game talk
shows.  I casually mentioned that I had been invited to have tea
with a neighbor lady.  The response was a simple have fun.

	When the elevator stopped on the fifth floor I stepped out
and headed down the hall to apartment 545.  My husband had
not even noticed that I had dressed in black pumps, nude
hosiery, in a short black skirt and in a gray cashmere pull over
sweater.  I had deliberately only buttoned the bottom button so
that an ample amount of cleavage was exposed.  My 36-C
breasts were not restrained by a bra.  My black hair was straight
and hung almost to my waist.  I keep the hair long in front so
that it blends back with the rest of my hair to reveal my natural
widows peek.

	I adjusted my skirt and sweater before I rang the
doorbell.  When the door opened Caroline was standing there in
what could be described as a one peace jumpsuit in forest green
and burnt orange silt lounging pajamas and barefoot.

	She stepped back and allowed me to enter her apartment.
It was a mirror floor plan from mine.  The living room was in
the back to have a southern exposure.  The dinette has the same
view with the kitchen, bedroom and bathroom closer to the hall.
We went into the living room and she invited me to have a seat
on the couch while she finished making the tea.

	I was checking out her tasteful decoration of the room.
Her cable station was on the Home and Garden Show.  Nothing
in the room would indicate that she was a lesbian.  I was
beginning to think I had misjudged her and was a little upset
because I was hopping that she was and would like to introduce
me to her way of life.

	Caroline came back with a pot of hot water tea and
scones on a lacquered tray.  She sat the tray on the coffee table
in front of me and poured the tea.

	As I put a teaspoon of sugar in my cup as she sat down
next to me on the couch.  She was close but not touching me.
She picked up her cup and welcomed me to her home.

	She offered me a scone and I put one on my saucer lip
after taking a bite and complementing her on her cooking.  She
thanked me and we started talking.  Our conversation dwelt on
out dissatisfaction with our husbands.  She told me about her
marriage and told her about my marriage.

	I asked her pointedly how she satisfied herself, hoping
that she would admit that she was a lesbian.  She avoided the
question with a simple statement that she had simple tastes.

	We talked about decorating homes as we had a second
cup of tea.  She asked me if I would like something stronger
than tea.  I told her that anything she was drinking would be
fine with me.  She got up and retuned with a shaker of what
turned out to be Manhattans.  She poured us both a couple
drinks into large cocktail glasses.  These drinks were defiantly
more than doubles.  We settled down to enjoy them.  After we
had finished drinking a couple of them, she put her arm around
my shoulders as she moved next to me.

	She asked me, "Do you mind my being so forward?"

 	I blushed as I told her, "I was hoping that you would be."

	Caroline chuckled when she said, "I thought you were
looking for a change!"

	She put her thumb and fore finger of her right hand under
my chin and lifted my face so that she could kiss me.  The kiss
was not demanding.  I lasted for several moments.  I opened my
mouth to breath and her tongue entered my mouth.  It was nice
to play tongue tag with her as we kissed.  When she put her
mouth next to my ear and kissed it after pulling my hair back to
expose my ear she reached for my left breast and moaned her
approval when she felt soft yielding flesh under my sweater.

	I was not sure what I should do.  I attentively reached for
her right breast and felt her large double D breast.  The silk was
slippery under my hand and her nipples felt large in my palm.

	As she pulled me close so that she could use her left hand
to play with my right breast she put her hand on the inside of
my exposed inner thigh.  She gently moved her hand under my
skirt until she felt the warm silkiness of my underpants.  I was
breathing hard when she kissed my neck.  I scooted forward on
the couch to give her better access to my panties.  I know that
my juices were wetting my panties as she rubbed them.

	When she pulled her hand out and smelt her fingers I
blushed.  She took hold of the bottom of my sweater and pulled
it up and over my head.  She told me in glowing terms how nice
my breasts looked with my dark brown areolas and suckable
nipples.  Saying that she leaned forward, taking my left nipple
into her mouth and rubbed the nipple with her tongue.

	I was squirming on the couch as I debated if I should feel
her breasts.  Caroline solved the debate I was having with
myself, by unbuttoning her jumpsuit completely with her right
hand and taking hold of my hand she placed it on her breast.  I
was feeling how hard her nipple was as she felt for the button
on my skirt as she kept sucking on my breast.

	I lifted my hips as she pulled the skirt down my body.
She moved to the floor between my legs as she pulled the skirt
off my legs and laid it over the back of the couch.  She
commented on how attractive my pubis looked with my dark
hair showing through my white underpants.  As she leaned
forward to take hold of the waistband she planted a kiss on the
swell of my silken panty covered pubis.  Then I lifted my hips
up as she pulled them down.  I felt like a child as she devoured
my nude body with her eyes.  For a 27-year old woman I have
tried to keep my figure as much as I could.  My tummy was
only sagging a little.  I have a soft swell above my bikini line.
My pubic hair is straight and not very thick.

	When Caroline parted my legs to kiss my pussy she was
in hurry about what she was doing.  She had the look of a
woman about to devour her favorite pastry.  When she put her
face next to my vagina and smelt me I was almost ready to grab
her head and pull it into my cunt.  When she stuck out her
tongue and gently licked the labia partly exposed through the
hair I was moaning like I did when I was a teenager making out
in the movie theater.

	She was in no hurry to make me cum after all be had at
least six hours to play.  She stood up and pulled her jumpsuit
off her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.  Her areolas and
nipples are more of a mauve color.  The breasts sagged a little,
but had a nice round shape to them.  Her tummy had an
appendix scar on the right side.  When her pubis came into view
her pubic hair was darker but still auburn.  It was trimmed so
that her curly hair was about a quarter inch long.  Her thighs
were slightly dimpled with cellulite.  I felt very sexually drawn
to her and completely comfortable with her.

	I wanted to touch her.  I wanted to feel her warm body
next to mine.  She stood facing me with her feet about a
shoulders width apart and her hands on her hips so that I had a
good view of her body.

	I sat forward on the couch and reached for her.  She
stepped forward until she was standing between my legs.  I
could smell her perfume and the musk of her vagina.  As I reach
for the inside of her thigh with my hand she took hold of my
wrist and pulled me up.

	She led me down the hall to her bedroom.  When we
entered I was very impressed with the room.  The furniture was
all early American with a pickled white finish.  The full sized
bed was the central piece with turned posts on the head and foot
boards.  The bed spread was a crazy quilt pattern that picked up
the pink and gold glazed walls and the floral pattern on the
drapes.  The dresser was very wide with a piano stool bench in
front of it with three large mirrors.  Two of them angled so that
she could get a view of the sides as she dressed.  The opposite
wall had a mirrored sliding glass wall closet and what I thought
was an armoire with an interesting one armed loveseat next to
it.
	Caroline folded back the bedspread along with the top
sheet revealing the light green satin fitted sheet and matching
pillows.  She motioned for me to sit on the bed, as she turned
on the bedside lamps to fill the room with a soft glow that made
the room almost golden.

	The sheets were cool on my bottom and I slid across the
sheet until I was sitting with my back against the far pillow.
Caroline lay next to me on the bed.  So, I scooted down until I
was alongside of her body.  She took me in her arms.  When
she kissed me on the mouth it was gentle our lips scarcely
touched at first.  The air coming from her nose was warm on
my cheek.  Her touch was so soft on my skin that I felt
Goosebumps following her touch.  I wanted to grab her but I
just laid there and enjoyed the feeling she made me feel.

	She drew circles around my nipples with the tip pf her
fingernail.  When she kissed my ear I could smell her hair.  I
could feel her breasts touching my body and she put her right
leg over the top of my right leg and pressed her moist cunt
against my leg.  Her lips were warm on my neck and she could
feel my pulse beating with the pace of a study drum beat as my
chest rose and fell in time to my breathing.  She was soon
breathing on the cleavage between my breasts.  Her wet lips and
tongue bathed my flesh in her saliva.  I thought I would go
crazy if she didn't suck my nipples soon.

	Caroline finally took my right nipple into her mouth and
sucked it like she was a baby.  Her hand was roaming down my
body.  When her hand reached my inner thigh she started
kissing her way down my body.  Her body slid on the satin
sheet like an ice-cub on a wet floor until she was between my
legs.  She looked up at my face as if she wanted my approval to
kiss my cunt.

	I said, "Please Caroline kiss me."

	When her lips touched my cunt I felt like I had never
been kissed between my legs before.  No man had ever kissed
my pussy like this.  You would have thought she was tongue
kissing my mouth it was so thrilling.  She cupped my butt in her
hands and devoured my flesh until I had so strong of a climax
that I went faint.  I was breathing like a long distance runner.

	When she moved up the bed to be next to me and I
smelled my own cunt juice on her face I couldn't think of
anything I wanted more than to kiss her.  While we kissed
Caroline moved both of us around on the bed until we were
lying crosswise.   Then she sat up and straddled my face.

	I was looking at the first vagina I was ever going to kiss.
I had seen other girls and women before but this was a lot
different.  I was close enough to see each hair growing out of
the flesh, close enough to have the hair tickle my face, close
enough that the smell was taking my breath away  and close
enough the her juices were dripping on my face.

	Caroline lowered her crotch down until she was
smothering me.  I sucked, licked and kissed her vagina with all
the passion I could muster.  Her clitoris was rubbing my nose.
What a strange lump of skin.  It was soft and pliable when I
moved it side to side but stiff when I tried to move it up and
down with my nose.  She moved so that her clit was in my
mouth and I sucked it.  She was sweating and moaning as she
told me things like.  "Krista your making Momma feel so good.
I'm almost about to cum!"

	Caroline sat back and moved her hips forward until her
anus was rubbing against my mouth.  I would have never
believed that I would be licking the asshole of anyone let alone
loving it.  I actually made my tongue as pointed and as stiff as I
could.  She sat on my tongue and it was swallowed by her anus.
I was actually tongue fucking my first asshole.

	Then she moved back into a forward position so that her
pussy was on my mouth again and she fucked my face in a way
that told me she was about to climax.  When she did cum she
lay forward on my body and I could feel her sweating all over
me.  Her face was lying on my pubic hair as she kissed my
pussy to show her gratitude.  She rolled off me as we recovered.

	We were moving around to hold each other as we talked
about how thrilling it had been for both of use, when a voice
came from armoire, "You have mail!"  I was startled by the
female voice.  Caroline chuckled.  She got up and opened the
double doors to the cabinet.  Inside was a 19-inch flat monitor
in black for a computer.  She pulled out a wireless keyboard
and mouse and returned to the bed next to me.

	Caroline opened the mail to see a message from someone
named Mildred.  It said, "Are you home Honey."

	Caroline typed in a message, "What's up?"

	"Soygee is here and she wants to play!"

	Caroline asked if I had ever had cyber sex before.  I told
her I had heard of it but never did it.  She asked me if I wanted
to see what it is like.  I said I was ready for anything.

	Caroline typed, "Let's go to ISPQ.  I have a new friend
here, that wants to play."

	She got up and moved the couch in front of the armoire.
Then pulled me over onto the couch so that I was sitting next to
the arm of the couch, and she sat next to me.  She then used the
keyboard to open a program.  I saw it go directly to a list of
names entitled Lesbian Room.  She typed a message that said
she was in.  Soon under Pal list Mildred's name went from
offline to online.

	Caroline clicked on the name.  A picture appeared that
took up a third of the screen.  And a smaller picture was in the
lower right about half the size of Caroline and me on the couch.
The bed was visible behind us.

	What I saw in the picture frame was a woman about
Caroline's age in a silk robe and just coming into view was a
dark skinned girl that looked like a college aged girl.  I figured
that she was from India because she had a red tear drop painted
on her forehead.  Her lips were almost chocolate in color.  Her
eyes were almost black looking.  She had on a tight red jersey
top with a yellow print folded strip of cloth over her shoulder.
Her arms were bare.

	Mildred chuckled after she turned on her microphone and
speakers.  She said, "It looks like you started before us!"

	I was trying to hide my breasts with my arms.

	Caroline said, "This is Krista Mildred, We had just
consummated her initiation into the world of Lesbianism."
Mildred said that I looked charming and should not hide
myself.  She said, "This is Saygee, Krista.  She is my adopted
daughter while she is going to school here in London."

	Saygee and I said hi to each other.

	Mildred and Saygee were sitting next to each other.
Behind them was a nice looking living room, with a large couch
in full view.  Mildred said she felt over dressed in front of us.
She started helping Saygee remove her sari.  When it was
removed she was in that tee shirt thing and pink panties.  When
Mildred pulled the tee shirt off Saygee was showing dark
skinned breasts with dark coffee colored areolas.

	Now Saygee helped Mildred remove her dressing robe.
The silk fell into her lap and revealed that her breasts were even
larger than Caroline's.  As Mildred stood up the robe slid to the
floor.  As she turned around to pick it up the robe Caroline and
I got a good view of her pubic garden.  It was darker colored
than the hair on her head.  When she turned around I saw an
ample buttocks and even her anus.

	When she was ready she knelt before Saygee and pulled
her panties down.  Saygee stepped out of them.  Mildred
opened her legs for us to see between Saygee's legs.  What we
saw was a black garden of coarse hair.  When Saygee lifted her
arms to put her hair over her shoulder I saw that her under arms
were not shaved.  I was not use to seeing a woman with hairy
underarms.  She skin was flawless.  The labia that showed were
as dark as her lips and areolas.  Mildred sat back down on the
bench next to Saygee.  Then she turned a little so she could
stroke Saygee's pussy.

	As I watched the action on the monitor Caroline started
finger fucking me.  I was enthralled with the sight of this older
English woman kissing the young Indian girl as she finger
fucked her.  As Caroline slide to the floor in front of me
Mildred did the same in front of Saygee.

	I watched Saygee pulling on her nipples as Mildred
sucked on her vagina.  Saygee was soon moaning out her
orgasm.  I was following her movements and was soon pulling
on my own nipples and they were turning a deeper red than
they normally were as I reached another climax.

	Mildred moved to the couch and reclined on it without
saying anything.  Caroline did the same by getting up and
reclining on the bed in a mirror pose of Mildred.  I watched
Saygee get up and kneel between Mildred's legs that gave me a
view of her back side.  Her anus was in full view.  It was a dark
chocolate color and was puckering as she sucked on Mildred's
vagina.  I got up and walked around the bed so that I would not
give the camera the same view of my ass and so that I could
watch Saygee administer to Mildred.

	I went to work on Caroline's pussy with my tongue and
mouth.  Caroline reached under me and inserted her finger in
my pussy.  She started stroking me in time to my sucking and
probing of her.  Soon I became aware that I was copying her
movements.  She was taking charge and teaching me how to
please her without saying a word.

	When Mildred moaned through her climax she pulled
Saygee up so that she could kiss her.  When Caroline climaxed
she sat up and turned me over and tongue kissed me to the point
that I thought I would have to swallow her tongue just to
breathe.  I was gasping for air when she lifted her head.

	All of us moved back to our bench and said our good
byes.  Mildred and Saygee told me that they were happy that
Caroline had found me and that they hoped that I would
become a full member of their circle of friends.  I assured them
that I had never been so satisfied in my life.  I was looking
forward to many more parties like this.

	After the good byes Caroline shut down the programs
and put her computer back on sleep mode.  Then we decided we
need to clean up and pee.  So Caroline led me to the bathroom
as I sat peeing she asked if I wanted to bath or shower.  I opted
for a shower.  She turned on the water and handed me a shower
cap.  As I got up she sat down and peed too.

	We showered together.  Caroline took the soap and
washed by body with her hands.  Then she lathered up her
hands and washed my cunt and asshole until I was climaxing
again.  I took the soap and repeated her way of cleansing on her
body.  I was a fast learner if nothing else.  Caroline was soon
backed up against the shower wall wrapping her legs around
my body as she kissed me at the same time she climaxed.  We
dried each other off and I used her toothbrush to brush my
teeth.  Then I freshened up my makeup.  Caroline followed me
to the living room and helped me dress.

	I said I better leave and Caroline asked if I had enjoyed
the day and wanted to do it again.  I told her, "This was going
to be the way we would spend every weekend from now on."

	I asked, "When do you have to leave for work?"

	Caroline said, "I leave for work by 9:00 AM 5 days a
week.

	I told her that I would be up for coffee by 5:35 AM every
morning."

	Caroline said, "The coffee will be hot by the time the
doorbell rings."

	We kissed one more time and I could not resist probing
her cunt with my finger so that I could carry her smell home
with me.

	The last football game was still on when I got home.  The
only comment was, "Did you girls have fun?"  I smiled to
myself as I answered him with it was girl talk.  I said she is a
very interesting woman and opened another beer for him as I
started dinner.  I almost regretted having to wash my hands
before getting dinner ready.  I smelt her one last time and
thought about coffee in the morning.


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