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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I had a very sheltered couple of decades from having my daughter until only a few years ago. But I think Cloe changed all that, and certainly in terms of my new found, and very rampant, bisexuality. I can’t really say what I do for a day job but can I just say that I met her when she was doing some studies a few months back. She was in need of some extra lessons and I had agreed to help develop her in this area. She lives in a small house and I came to see her late in the afternoon after work. I had known her for quite a while, but not sexually, at this point.
It was a stormy sort of day and as I walked the last 200 yards to her house I got absolutely drenched by a sudden sharp shower. I got to the door thoroughly soaked to the skin. She let me in – I was in a bedraggled state. She had no hesitation in offering me new clothes and the opportunity of a shower. I certainly needed one, as I was pretty cold by now standing in the hallway with the wet clothes next to my skin.
Cloe led me to the bathroom and pulled the door to as she left the room. I disrobed leaving my heels, skirt, dark stockings and strappy cami-top in a heap on the floor, followed by my lacy bra and panties. I stepped into the shower – which was over the bath - and switched it on, welcoming the warmth of the cascading water. I washed myself down, over my full breasts and between my legs. It was then that I noticed that she had come back into the bathroom. “Here’s your towel and a dressing gown to wear” she said, as I turned round to face her. She smiled and I saw her glance down at my breasts and my pussy. “Come down when you’re ready.” I nodded, got out and dried myself down. The dressing gown was hardly more than a Japanese style kimono, which, because she is so much smaller than me, reached only as far as the top of my legs. It was also a stretch to get it to cover my breasts and stay there when I tied the cord around me.
I walked downstairs, self conscious that a lot of me was on show, including all of my legs. I sat down next to her to do her studies and I self-consciously tried to pull the gown downwards to cover my pussy hairs. I was probably blushing but she gave no signs of noticing my predicament.
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