The red bikini was little more than a patch between her thighs and I wondered if she were smooth or if she would have left a small patch of blond fuzz between her legs. My fingers sped up at the idea of Mandy laying next to her, licking and teasing the nipple of one her large tits, while her hand slipped into the bikini and fondled her.
Kelly started kicking her feet, pushing herself towards Mandy who still talking on the phone, reached out with her leg and stopped her with a foot on her shoulder.
Kelly rolled over and gave me a thrill by standing directly between Mandy's legs. Mandy was laughing and after a moment, passed Kelly the phone. As she began speaking, Kelly placed her hand idly on Mandy's leg just over her knee; Mandy was looking down at her and I swore she was looking at the considerable cleavage her friend was flaunting. But at this point, with my fingers rubbing my aching clit, I'm sure I wasn't seeing anything for what it really was.
One thing I did see that caused my right hand to leave my nipple and plunge two fingers inside my sopping pussy, was Mandy lie on her back on the towel behind her. Her legs were still in the pool and between them, Kelly leaned against her crotch to pass her the phone. Instantly my lust crazed mind was filled with Mandy reaching down and sliding her bikini to the side and Kelly burying her face between her thighs.
I began breathing harder, especially when beneath me, Mandy had begun playfully kicking her legs in the water around Kelly. My fingers were buried to the hilt in my pussy and I clamped my legs together, pressing my hand to my swollen button. Staring at Mandy lying on her back, her legs spread, my mind took the final plunge. I placed myself in Kelly's position and could all but smell the sweet scent of her young pussy. I could feel the hard nub of her clit beneath my tongue and hear her moan my name.
My fingers wouldn't be in my pussy, but plunging into her hot little box. Even as I gasped and my back arched off the sofa, I told myself I was a sick woman, getting off to the thought of fucking a girl I'd once babysat on a regular basis. On the other hand that little girl had blossomed into quite the young flower and a little harmless fantasy never hurt anyone. Down below, Kelly had gotten tired of Mandy splashing her and grabbing her ankle lifted her leg up.
I of course, thought of myself doing it and placing that soft wet foot on my back as I plundered her inexperienced pussy with my tongue. Mandy would whimper and her thighs would shake just as mine were beginning to. Raising my right leg, I placed it on the corner of the windowsill and began pumping my hips, using the motion to drive my fingers deeper while rubbing my clit in hard fast circles.
I gasped when I felt myself teetering on the edge and was helped over that edge by Mandy suddenly sitting up and wrapping her arms around Kelly's shoulders, pushed herself off the edge and on top of her.
She was only playing, but as the two of them splashed into the pool, I saw their bodies intertwined, not in the pool, but on a bed, their arms, legs and hair tangled together and the moisture on their bodies not water, but sweat. For a brief instance I saw myself lying between them, their young hot bodies draped across mine and...
I released a muffled cry and my hips started bucking wildly as my pussy convulsed around my fingers and I came long and hard to the thought of lying in the naked embrace of my best friend's daughter. I braced my foot against the edge of the window, using it to help lift my hips higher off the bed as waves of intense pleasure flowed through me. I emitted a long shuddering moan and slumped back down onto the sofa as the last of the orgasm slowly flowed through me.
With a contented sigh, I lowered my leg from the window. As I did, I felt something catch between my toes. Lifting my head, I drew my leg back to see what it was and too late, realized it was the cord for the shade. The shade snapped upwards, pulling the cord from between my toes and to my dismay loudly slammed up into the top of the window. Not thinking, I sat up and grabbed at the cord to pull the shade back down. Just as I caught it, I heard Mandy yell,
"Hey Karen!"
I turned my rapidly blushing face to look out the window and see her wave up at me. Kelly was looking as well and breaking out laughing, said something to Mandy who also laughed, before calling out, "It's not nice to flash the neighbors!"
At that moment it struck me that I had forgotten I was topless. I quickly yanked the shade down, but not before I heard Kelly exclaim, "Wow, I hope mine look that good when I get older!"
As they both broke out laughing, I put my head in my hands and hoped to hell the two of them couldn't put two and two together and realize I was watching them. With a sigh I lay back and resting my head on the pillow thought, smooth Karen, real smooth.
*****
I jerked awake at the sound of my cell ringing next to me and sitting up on the couch looked at the cable box and saw it was quarter to seven. Rubbing at my eyes, I picked up the phone to see it was Rachel calling.
"Hey," answered, "What's going on, you working late and need me to..."
"No." she cut in quickly, "I...I'm already home, got out early."
"Oh." She sounded upset and I felt my stomach twist at the thought that Mandy might have said something to her about earlier.
"Listen Karen, I need to come over, we need to talk."
"Umm, about what?" I asked, as the twisting sensation continued.
"About something that happened today with Mandy, can I come over now?"
"Sure." I said quietly. "Come on over."
"Thanks, I'll be right there."
As I put the phone down I closed my eyes and tried to figure out how to convince my best friend I wasn't perving on her daughter, even though I was.
*****
I sat at the kitchen table tapping my cup of tea and nervously waiting for Rachel to bring up why she had come over here. The fact she looked just as nervous did little to convince me this wouldn't be about earlier. Normally Rachel was straightforward and only tap danced around things when they were serious. As she stared down into her own mug I looked her over and for the thousandth time noted Mandy was the spitting image of her mother.
Although she wore it shorter, Rachel had the same sandy brown hair and huge expressive dark eyes as her daughter along with the same thin build. Unlike Mandy, and much to her chagrin, Rachel's tits were far from small, although the way she dressed one would have to look hard to notice. Rachel was not just old fashioned, but downright conservative.
Even now, just sitting in her best friend's house, she was still wearing the black blazer and white blouse she went to work in and her skirt as always was loose and hung below her knees.
I'd spent a lot of time by the pool with her and even there she wore an unflattering one piece bathing suit, but you didn't have to look hard to see she had a damned good figure. She also never seemed to have a shortage of interested men, even though she rarely dated.
Even when Rachel decided to indulge herself so to speak she never brought them home and used to ask me to sleep over and watch Mandy while she had a good time. I came out of my fog when Rachel released a long heavy sigh, about the fourth one since she'd sat down.
Figuring she wasn't going to start up and it was best to just get this over with I cleared my throat, "So, you going to tell me what's going on with Mandy?"
"Yeah, I guess, it's just." She sighed, "I'm still trying to process it myself."
"Well telling me will probably help you do that, even if it's just by hearing it out loud."
"No, I think you'll help because it involves you." Rachel said, looking across the table at me and sending my stomach plummeting.
"It has something to do with me?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
"Well. Maybe not so much you, but...." She paused before asking, "Karen do you talk to Mandy about what you do?"
"Do?" I tried to hide my alarm and play dumb, "You mean advertising?"
"No, I mean your lifestyle."
"Life...."
"Women, Karen." Rachel rolled her eyes, "Do you go into detail with Mandy about women."
"Well we've had some girl ta
lk, you know basic things how to dress and...."
"I'm talking about your preferences shall we say."
"She knows I'm a lesbian." I told her hoping to hell Mandy hadn't mentioned I had seemed to be flirting a little earlier. "But I don't go into details if that's what you're asking."
"You're sure?" Rachel raised her eyebrows, "You don't mention your girlfriends, or....you know, make it sound hot?"
"Hot?" My nervousness was fading as it seemed this might not be about anything I said, or at least not directly, "Rachel, I don't hide my tastes so to speak, but I don't play kiss and tell with your daughter."
"So you've never encouraged her?"
"I encourage her all the time." I told her seeing a chance to try to get today out in the open.
"Just today she was remarking she was too skinny and not as attractive as Kelly or other girls. I told her she is very attractive and all women are beautiful and sexy in their way." I shrugged. "I did make a remark that she should trust me because I'm an expert in checking out women, but I didn't mean it like I was....you know, checking her out."
"I would never think you were checking her out." Rachel said quickly, "I hope that's not how I came across; I know you would never be inappropriate with her, she's like a niece to you."
Her words caused a wave of mixed emotions. After the initial surge of relief that I was off the hook I was struck by a wave of guilt at the niece comment. Rachel was right, Mandy was like family to me, but of late my tastes seemed to have changed and I was starting to look at young girls as opposed to women my age and damned if Mandy wasn't the most desirable one I knew.
Taking a sip of me tea I wondered if my recent obsession with young ladies wasn't some form of female mid-life. I'd even taken to watching videos of older women seducing girls of barely legal age.
"Anyway," Rachel broke into my thoughts. "The reason I was asking is...well let me tell you what happened."
"I think that would help," I laughed.
"Sorry, I just couldn't go straight into it." She told me, then took a sip of tea before continuing. "I usually don't get home until around eight or eight thirty, but the server went down and tech wasn't sure how long it would take to fix so I came home about six thirty."
"Uh-oh." I nodded, "You catch her...."
"You want to tell the story?"
"Sorry." I made a gesture as if I were zipping my lip shut.
"Mandy was upstairs and I figured since I was out early I would go ask her if she wanted to go out to the Chinese buffet she likes. So I went upstairs and saw her door partway open. I walked in and saw...."
Unable to help it, I spoke up, "Was she with someone?"
"No, she was at her desk and her back was to me. She had her feet up on the desk and there was porn on the lap top and she was playing with herself. I mean really going at it, moaning and didn't even know I was behind her."
"Okay," I said, interrupting as much to get that mouth watering visual out of my mind as I wanted to help, "So she was masturbating, big deal. Don't sit there and say you didn't when you were a kid."
"Well, sure I did..." as always when the subject of sex came up she looked awkward and unable to resist I tossed out,
"Hey, you haven't dated in awhile I bet you're killing your share of batteries these days."
To my delight I succeeded, as I always did, in getting my friend to blush. But recovering she grinned, "No, I buy duracels they last."
I laughed and clapping my hands, exclaimed, "That was good! See we'll have you out of your shell by the time you're fifty!"
"Whatever. Back to Mandy, playing with herself, I suppose I could handle, better that than getting laid every time she's horny, but...it was what she was watching."
"What was it? Something really nasty, like gang bangs?"
"No, she was watching lesbian porn."
"Oh." Fighting off the sick thrill that gave me, I shrugged, "So what?"
"No big deal for you, it's what you're into, but Mandy...I mean she had a boyfriend and...."
"She could just be curious."
"That's what I'm afraid of."
"Rachel don't be a damn prude okay? But what I meant was maybe she's just curious about what it's about. I'm not into guys, but I watch some different types of porn just to check it out. Maybe she just wanted to see what two women do with each other."
"Guess she liked what she saw, because she was so into it I walked right up next to her and that's when I saw what really disturbed me."
"What, was she using one of your toys?" I laughed.
"This isn't funny Karen." Rachel snapped as she reached into the pocket of her blazer. "Needless to say you can't tell Mandy I told you about this or showed you these."
Rachel pulled out something blue and her face turning red, she placed it on the table between us. My eyes widened at the sight of a balled up blue thong and Rachel continued,
"She was masturbating with that, rubbing it between her legs."
"Well," I began, again speaking so my mind wouldn't linger on what Mandy's thong would smell like. "That's not..."
"It's not hers." Rachel told me. "It belongs to..."
"Kelly." I finished for her and could feel a warm sensation building between my legs.
"Yes." Rachel nodded, "How did you..."
"They spend every waking minute together." I pointed out, "Not to mention both of them are attractive, get plenty of attention from the guys at school, but haven't gone out with any of them."
"I...never even noticed that. I was figuring either she was still hurt over Rob or maybe just too busy."
"You only notice what you want to." I said, "So...um, how long have the two of them been..."
"They haven't. Once I stopped freaking out and was able to have a reasonable conversation with her she told me there's nothing going on between them, but...."
"She wants there to be."
"She's not sure." Rachel paused then slumping back in her chair shook her head, "Look Karen, you know how I feel about that lifestyle, but I did my best to stay calm and get her to talk to me and what I could get is she's curious. According to her she was thinking about girls before Rob and went with him because she figured she was supposed to."
"Wonder where she got that idea." I said sarcastically.
"From normal society." Rachel quipped, "From the age old idea that women like men and men like women not...."
"Let's not get into this." I told her, "If Mandy is curious you can't tell her she can't and make her feel like a freak, those days are over Rachel."
"I...I would never make her feel that way. But thing is she even says she's confused and not sure, which means she may not be. Right?"
"Right." I agreed. "I know women who have tried and decided they didn't like it and went back so to speak."
"So you see my point?"
"No." I shrugged, "Rachel if she's that curious and even has a girl in mind, the only thing that is going to make her mind up is trying it."
"It shouldn't be an option." She rolled her eyes at me. "You're straight or you're not. Shit what if she likes both?"
"Then she does. Her sexual preference does not make her a better or worse person Rachel and the worst thing you can do is make her feel like you won't be behind her if she decides to..."
"I know, but it's not that easy. Anyway I discovered she's been watching this type of porn for a long time. Her lap top is full of downloaded videos and she has a dozen sites bookmarked. She also has Kelly pretty much book marked and admitted she uses this," she pointed at the thong "All the time."
"So has she talked to Kelly?"
"She said no, she's not sure if Kelly is interested and doesn't want to look stupid."
"That's tough, you guess wrong you set yourself up for a lot of shit." I sighed, "Kids are cruel. Has she with anyone?"
"She said no, says she's still not sure and she started tearing up saying she's really confused. I don't know what to do."
"Tell her you love her no matter what."
"One of them?" I waved my hand disgustedly at her, "Rachel do you hear yourself? What are we lepers? Get your own mother's shit out of your head and get with the times. It's far more acceptable now and..."
"That's the thing." She said quietly.
"Karen, I'll love her no matter what, but these days there are girls going down on each other for sorority initiations; making out on dance floors to get their boyfriends going. It's not even about sexual preference, but about being cool. That's what I mean about an option. If she is she is, but I want her to be that way because she wants to and not because society is making it trendy to be bi-sexual, do you know what I mean?"
"I do actually." I agreed. "That lipstick lesbian shit ticks me off. You're right, it's not a game. But she seems like she has more than a passing interest and from experience I can tell you that she may have to experiment to get it out of her system."
"She says she's afraid to try."
"Of course she is. Most young girls, and I was one of them, don't pursue their desire, but end up in a situation where they're seduced into it by a girl who has before. I doubt Kelly has and if she feels the same the two are just going to go home and think about each other every night. I remember the girl who seduced me saying the same happened to her and it was an older woman who said she was bringing her into the sisterhood."
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