Date: Thu, 06 Apr 2017 21:01:34 -0400
From: Quarch <quarch@protonmail.com>
Subject: Janet and Elise

Janet and Elise

Tags: Lesbian, mature, first time, romance

Today, Janet Palmer was sixty-five years and six days old. While she had
thought about retirement, it apparently wasn't enough. Two days after the
party she had no ideas and nowhere to go. She'd had a good job, so she had
everything she wanted already, so shopping was out. Movies were for
nine-year-olds, so they were out. Vacations? Flying frightened her, and
cruises looked too boring.

She'd always meant to visit the Friendship Garden, so she piled in her car
for the trip across town.

Elise Kramer had been retired for just a few years, but somehow her savings
dwindled after investments had sank. She'd had a good life, so it was more
than a shock to find herself pretty much stuck at home. She just had basic
cable now, so there wasn't much on. But she lived not all that far from the
Friendship Garden, and had taken to going over most every day. Not much
went on there, but it was better than being home. Alone.

It was a really nice day, so the Garden was crowded. It wasn't all that
big, and even though Janet had taken her time she had seen it all. There
was a Tea Room, though, so she headed off for something cool and a chair
near the AC. As she headed for the last table a smart looking woman sat
down. She sighed, and headed over.

"Excuse me, but they're pretty busy today. May I join you?"

Elise looked up and saw a woman much like herself, and said, "Of course."

"Thanks! And the AC is just there!"

The server came and took their orders. While they waited, they
chatted. They talked about their former jobs. Elise talked about her post
retirement activities. Neither of the women had children, their parents had
died, so they had no incentive to travel, except possibly tourism. At this
Janet got a bit animated. Perhaps they could tour together? That's when
Elise let her know how her financial situation had affected her life.

"Hmmm," said Janet, "My townhome has a pool. Why don't we pick up your
swimming suit and swim at my place? It's a great day for it. And if you
don't have a suit I have extras, and we look much of a size."

"Sounds great! I haven't been in a pool in ages. And, yes, I will need to
borrow a suit."

Elise was pleased when she saw Janet's house. Modern, spacious inside, and
not crowded with dowdy old furniture. She was liking Janet more and more.

Janet brought Elise into her large, tastefully done bedroom. She pulled out
a drawer and pulled out a half dozen suits in various styles and colors,
with the tags still on.

"I bought these for a cruise a few years ago. I wanted to look my best for
the "man of my dreams."

They both had a laugh.

"Too young, too old, too ugly or just plain too grabby. I never went to the
pool area."

"I went on a cruise two years ago, and I know just what you mean. Do you
think they'll still be good?"

"I should imagine. Pick one out. And by the way, you can just call me
`Jan'"

"And please call me `Lee'."

"You can change in the spare room, and I'll change in here. I'll see you in
the living room."

When Lee looked through the selection of suits, she was somewhat taken
aback. They were all two pieces! Could her body support that? So she picked
the most modest, and hoped for the best. She looked in the mirror, and was
pleasantly surprised. Not bad for an old broad!

When Jan came into the living room, Lee was shocked at Jan. She was
beautiful! Something must be sagging somewhere, but it didn't show.

And Jan was pleased with Lee. She needed some toning, but they weren't
getting married anyway. Where did that thought come from?

They swam laps, and splashed each other for a while. Lee tired sooner, and
since she didn't get much sun she put her chair in the shade. When Jan
joined her, she lay in the sun.

"You know," said Jan, "We're a pair of pretty hot babes, if you like gray
hair!"

Lee nodded, and they both laughed.

"Let's see if there's anything for dinner. Since it's just me, I usually
eat salad or frozen food."

As Jan rose, Lee again noticed how good Jan looked, even yummy. Where'd
that come from? She'd never thought of a woman that way. Still, sex had
been a long way away.

"Sorry, Lee, we're dining out tonight! The cupboard is bare."

"I'm sure I've something at home..."

"Tell you what: we'll have dinner down the street, and then I'll take you
home. For dessert?"

"So, Lee, ever been married?"

"Almost twice. Once at 22 and once at 35. Things would get so hot, then I'd
freeze up. After a few evenings like that and the men lost interest. I
don't blame them. I still don't know what was going on. You?"

"I tried a couple of affairs, but casual sex just didn't do it for me. What
I always wanted, but was never even offered, was a relationship with
someone who genuinely cared about me. So here I am, 65 and don't bother
looking anymore.

Even harder, when I retired there was a party, but since I haven't heard
from anyone. I expected there'd be one or two, but..."

"I had friends when I retired, but when I had to tighten my belt they
disappeared. As far as that goes, today is the best day I've had in some
while."

"Me too. Shall we keep it going? Plan something for tomorrow?"

"Well, I've been afraid of `Modern Art.' So I've never been to that
museum."

"Deal. I'll pick you up."

The next day it was the museum and swimming. The next was nature walk and
swimming. And so on. And as they spent more time together they shared more
and more openly.

One night at Jan's they were chatting over wine, and Lee said, "You know
I've never had a friend like you before."

"I know. I've never even met anyone like you before. If you were a man I'd
snap you up in a minute."

Lee touched Jan's hand tentatively, and said, "Don't let that stop you."
And she smiled tenderly at Jan.

"I don't know. I've never thought that way."

"Neither have I. But you're the kind of person I've wanted in my life, and
I won't let you go easily." And she squeezed Jan's hand. Jan squeezed back.

"Well it's late, and we have a big day planned. I have the spare room. Why
don't you stay over? I've a spare nightgown."

"Thank you."

Lee went to bed somewhat disappointed. And more than a little horny. She'd
never thought of a woman as a lover, but Jan was so perfect. And a truly
beautiful woman. She thought to touch herself, but she was afraid she'd
make a noise and be embarrassed. She tossed and turned some time before she
fell asleep.

In the next room Jan wasn't doing any better. Lee seemed a great person, a
real find. And so lovely to look at! Still, a woman?

Late in the night Lee had a dream. It felt like someone kissed her
cheek. It felt so warm and real that she cuddled into Jan's waiting
arms. Hours later she awoke with something of a shock. Jan was spooning
her! She fell back to sleep immediately, having never felt more safe and
cared for. Paradise.

Lee awoke to the smell of coffee and the sound of the doorbell. She slipped
into the kitchen, curiously looking around the corner.

"I see you, sleepyhead! Come on in, I'd sent out for brioche."

Waking fully, Lee asked, "Was it a dream? Last night?"

Smiling warmly, Jan said, "No, I kissed your cheek, and I cuddled with
you. I haven't felt so fulfilled as holding you last night. I never want
you to leave. I don't want to talk about love, just stay. Please."

Lee took both of Jan's hands in hers, and smiled.

Then the alarm went off. Lee looked puzzled.

"Did you forget? We're going to the beach today."

"Can't it wait?"

"Not really, I have to pick up the key to the beach house at one. We'll be
staying a week!"

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Lee was surprised. She knew Jan was up to something, but didn't expect a
beach house! And for a week! Could they get along, alone for a week? She
hoped so; it felt so good to be held last night. She hoped for more, much
more.

The house was lovely. Not large, but overlooking the ocean, with windows
and a balcony.

One large bedroom, with one (!) queen bed. Lee thought she could be getting
wet, a long-lost feeling. Jan had arranged for groceries to be delivered,
and there were restaurants with a short drive. Steps ran down to the
beach. There no other houses in reach, but a hotel was five miles away. The
beach was essentially theirs.

"You know," said Lee, "since I got no notice, I couldn't pack. What will I
wear?"

"Let's see.

The closet on the left is yours, the right is mine. We each may get a
surprise or two."

Lee checked her closet, and found, basically, two nice dresses, two terry
robes, and two of the skinniest bikinis she'd ever seen. Then she
remembered that the beach was theirs, and that the only one who'd see her
like this was...Jan!

Jan's closet was about the same. They walked down the stairs to the beach,
toward the ocean. They held hands and waded in the water, until a big wave
caught them by surprise. They ran up to change. Lee was surprised to find
only short shorts and tank tops. And no panties or bras!

"Um, Jan, did you forget some things," pointing at the drawer.

"I don't have any either. I want to see you, just you. And you to see
me. The plan is to see how turned on we can get before we can't stand it
and start groping."

Jan stripped, and put on a pair of really short shorts and a virtually
transparent tank.

Lee gasped. "How perfect!" she thought. "What will she think of me?"

Lee changed and found Jan on the balcony with wine and glasses. Jan turned
to look at her and whistled. Lee immediately felt much better. She put her
foot on the low table and said, "What do you think?"

Jan stared for a few seconds, then moved closer and licked Lee's thigh. Jan
smiled. Lee grinned.

They chatted about the view and what they might see until dinner was
ready. Jan had chosen enough frozen food for them. It was all the
best. They really didn't have to go anywhere.

After dinner, they sat on the couch and watched the fire.

"You know, I planned this whole thing so we would have time together. I
hope I haven't offended you with my choice of clothes. I thought that we
might want to get to know each other that way too. If I'm rushing things,
just tell me. I'm tough and hardy. I hope."

"I think you've done a great job; everything is perfect, and that means
you, too. I've never been in a relationship with a woman, never sex, never
thought about it. Until you came along. I've never felt as content as I did
in your arms the other night. I' m yours. And make no mistake, I can hardly
wait for us to learn how to love each other."

Jan smiled. They moved closer together, and shared their first kiss. Not
long, but the first. Then the second, which lasted longer, and they moved
to hold each other. The see-through tops were feel-through as
well. Gingerly shoulders were touched, arms stroked. Tentative fingers
reached out and touched breasts, then massaged them. Who was the first to
moan? But now they felt safer, and were encouraged to go farther. Then they
stopped.

Lee said, "I don't know what to do!!"

"Come with me." Jan took her to the bedroom.

"Now, we take off our clothes.

Now, come lay with me."

Jan took Lee's shy hand and led her to the bed. Jan laid down, and opened
her arms. Lee climbed into them.

"Listen, Lee, this is not about perfection, this is about loving. You know
what you like, what you want, and do it to. I'll do the same. If you want
me to do something, tell me and I'll do it. Let's make love."

Softly the women began to explore each other. Moaning when something felt
good, hearing moans encouraging more. How softly they kissed! Neither
wanting to frighten the other by rushing, but so hard to keep from diving
in all the way. Shoulders, arms, ribs, flanks, all caressed. Finally Lee
couldn't resist, and she grabbed Jan's butt and pulled closer. First their
thighs touched, and they moaned loudly. And when their pussies touched they
cried out. Now they were in a hurry. All the years without sexual release
came boiling up. They each other like madwomen, grunting, groaning and then
both screamed out their release. Shuddering and shaking they rolled apart,
panting. Slowly they rolled together, and cried with joy.

They had found each other.

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