6 comments/ 106153 views/ 47 favorites The Young Widow By: flman Anne couldn't believe her bad luck. This was the third date in the last month and this one was the worst. None of them had been her choosing. They were set up by friends and family. It had been a year and half since she had lost Jim. Her husband Jim was killed in a car wreck. Although, they had been married only seven years, Anne knew that there were few men out there that could measure up to Jim. Jim had been such a great provider, father, and husband. They met in college while Jim was in Law School and she was finishing up her undergrad. Jim waited until she finished Law School herself before launching his career. It didn't take long though because Jim was a brilliant lawyer. It wasn't his courtroom presence that made him stand out; it was the little things like how he treated his clients. Jim made partner just 3 years into his practice in a very up and coming firm. Soon, they both decided to start a family and nine months later Johnny was born and then two years later Gracie came along. Gracie was only 18 months old when Jim died. Both kids missed their Daddy immensely. Anne seemed lost for almost the first eight months. She missed Jim so much. All around her were memories of him. Jim had worked hard but he always made time for her and the kids. Jim had also been a great provider. He made an awesome salary and he had made sure that Anne and the kids were taken care of. He had taken out 2 life insurance policies, one when they first got married, and another when Johnny was born. Combined the policies paid out two million dollars to her and the kids. He also took out a policy that would pay off the house should something happen to him. Anne had no worries in that area, but all of that did not replace Jim in her life and she would just as easily trade all that money and the trappings for his presence. She missed the warmth of his body next to hers when they slept; his strong hands when they held her; his lips on hers and on her body. Anne snapped out of the day dream in time to pull up in her driveway. The rain was still coming down. It had rained for six straight days and the city and surrounding areas were showing the marks of impending floods. Anne ran up to her door under her umbrella and overcoat. As she walked in she immediately saw Jen sitting at the kitchen counter with her books open and pencil in hand. Jen looked up surprised to see Anne walk through the door at 8:45. "Wow that was a short date!" Jen said with a tone of surprise. "Don't ask." Anne replied rolling her eyes. "Kids in bed already," asked Anne. "Yes, I think the rain made them sleepy." Anne smiled at Jen and for the first time noticed how cute and sweet she was. Jen had babysat for Anne several times through the years since Johnny was about 2. They had met Jen and her family in church. Johnny simply adored her and he would through a fit anytime Anne or Jim would have someone else babysit him. Gracie, now three, also loved Jen and always asked when "Jin" (as she called her) was coming back. Jen had not babysat for Anne for almost year. She did some right after the funeral when Anne had some affairs to take care of but nothing for last 11 months. "I can't believe how miserable it is out there. Between the cold and the rain I'm chilled through and through." Anne said as she took off her heels and hung her overcoat. "I think I'm going to make some hot tea, would you like some?" she asked Jen. "I think I better get going before I get rained in and you will have to babysit me." Jen said noticing the disappointment in Anne's face. But she really needed to go home and finish her school work. Her senior year was harder than she had anticipated. "Let me call my Dad and let him know that I'm heading out just in case." Jen picked up her cell phone as Anne went into the kitchen and filled her tea kettle with water and turned on the burner. "Hey, Dad, I'm heading out in few minutes, just wanted to let you know." Jen looked up and smiled at Anne as her Dad spoke to her on the other side of the line. "Really? That Bad?" Jen replied. "So what do I think I ought to do?" Jen put her hand over the receiver and whisper to Anne, "Dad says the bridge heading out of town is out and he's not sure about the long way around." "I was afraid of that," said Anne, "I heard it on the news in the car on the way over here." "Do you think I can stay here over tonight?" Jen asked. Anne motioned for Jen to hand her the cell phone and held it up to her ear. "Mr. Clark, this is Anne Morris, how are you? I'm fine thank you. No don't mind at all, in fact, I welcome the company. She can stay as long as she needs to. No problem at all. Good night." "Well, it's settled you are my guest for the night. So will you have some tea with me now?" asked Anne with a smile. "Sure, that will be great." said Jen. "Well, you watch the kettle while I head upstairs and get out of these soaked clothes," Anne said as she walked up the stairs starting to undo buttons on her way to the top. Jen stared at her as she walked up the stairs admiring her walk. Jen had always been impressed with Anne. Even as a housewife and mom, Anne had that air of composure and confidence that Jen admired so much. She had always been impressed with how Anne and Jim had gotten along and how good they were together. She was absolutely heartbroken when she heard about Jim's death. Jen had missed the kids the past year and was so glad when Anne called her up last month to babysit. The whistle of the tea kettle woke Jen up of her daydream and she walked over and put two tea bags in two mugs and poured the water into them. She picked them up and headed for the kitchen counter just in time to see Anne come down the stairs. Anne was wearing a half sleeve night shirt that came halfway down to her thigh a with slit on the end. The first thing that caught Jen's attention as she walked down the stairs was Anne's legs. They were slender but muscular and well toned. She couldn't remember ever seeing Anne's legs before except under a skirt or dress and in high heels. Jen stared at them as Anne made her way down and then looked up to notice Anne smiling at her. Jen blushed a little in embarrassment for being caught looking. She hoped that Anne hadn't really noticed. They sipped their tea for few minutes in silence until Jen realized that she didn't have a change of clothes. Anne must have noticed the perplex look on Jen's face or read her mind because she said almost in the same instant, "I guess we need to find you something to wear if you are going to spend the night." "I was thinking the same thing." Jen said with a surprised look on her face. "What size are you a four or six?" Anne asked trying to size Jen up. "It depends on the clothes. I can wear a four in dresses but I can't get a four past my hips in jeans, so I wear a six in jeans." "Well, you are in luck. I wear a four to six also depending on what items of clothing. However, to sleep in it really doesn't matter as much as long as it is comfy. Tell you what why don't you go upstairs and look in the top drawers of my mirrored dresser and find something to wear and I will pop us some popcorn and see what's on the TV. Maybe we will get lucky and find a good chick flick to watch." "Ok," said Jen as she headed up the stairs to Jen's room. She hated to admit that a few times she had looked in Jen's drawers and closet to see some of the nice things that Anne had stored in them. Now she was going to be able to pick out one to wear. She remember seeing a silk purple two piece nightie (shorts and short-leeve top) and thought it was the prettiest thing she had ever seen. She walked into the spacious master bedroom and wet to the large cherry dresser and opened up the top drawers. She picked up a few items and held them up to the mirror to see how they would look. As she opened the third drawer she saw it. The purple nightie was there unmoved. To Jen it was the prettied thing she had ever seen. She held up the top put it next her body as she looked into the mirror. Her strawberry blonde hair and her pale skin seemed to match it perfectly. She wondered if Anne would let her actually wear something so nice. There was no harm in trying it on though even if she wasn't going to actually wear it. She took off her grey sweat shirt and held the nightie up again to her body. The silk felt so good on her skin. She reached around and undid her bra and her 34b breast with nickel size areolas and small nipples stared back at her from the mirror. She put the nightie top on and it felt just as good as it looked. She quickly took off her tennis shoes, socks, and jeans, and was about to put on the nightie shorts when Jen heard Anne's voice. "Those would feel better if you didn't have anything on underneath them," said Anne standing at the door looking at Jen. Jen froze for a moment and then turned red in embarrassment. "I...I... was... just trying them on. I hope you don't mind," Jen shuddered. "I told you to find something to wear. It appears you have and it looks great on you. But if you really want to feel the full affect of the silk on your skin you might want to lose the panties." Anne said with a smile. "Here let me have your clothes and I will put them in the wash for you and that way they will be clean for you to wear tomorrow." Jen bent down gave Anne her jeans and sweats, socks and bra. Anne walked towards the door and looked back, "Bring your panties down and I will wash them with my delicates," and proceed down stairs. Jen quickly pulled her panties down and put on the silk pants. They felt so soft on her skin. They were loose and open at the ends and came halfway down her thigh. She looked at herself in the mirror and was impressed with how sexy it made her look. She turned sideways, first right then left, and then turned around to look at it from the rear. Her cute little butt accentuated it perfectly. She smiled as she turned back around and stepped back to get a full-length view. Her 5'7" frame, her pale white (with some freckles) skin, her long blond hair and blue eyes were made for the nightie, or at least she thought. "Still admiring yourself," Anne once again at the door. Jen blushed again. It seemed par for the coarse this evening. "Sorry, it's just that I never worn anything like this before." "Well, I think it's missing something on this cold, wet night," responded Anne as she reached into her closet and pulled out a matching purple silk, short robe. "Here this will keep you a little warmer downstairs." "Wow, that is so cute," said Jen as she turned and let Anne fit in on her. They both turned toward the mirror and admired the look. "That looks better on you than it ever did on me," said Anne admiring the view. "That I find hard to believe," responded Jen. "You have an awesome body." Jen turned red almost as soon as she said it. Except this time she had company as Anne smiled but noticeably blushed too. As Jen looked in the mirror she was amazed at how beautiful Anne was. Even at 33 years old, she had not lost any of her youthful beauty. Although, she no longer had the features of teenager, she was still a stunning woman. Jen figured that Anne stood at 5'8" and possibly weighed 120 lbs. She had shoulder length brown hair and big beautiful hazel eyes. Her best feature was her beautiful smile which would light up a room when she walked through it. Jen had always thought that Jim was hunk of a man, but Anne was absolutely gorgeous no matter what she wore. "Well, the popcorn is getting cold, let's get down stair and see what's on TV," Anne leaned down and picked up Jen's panties and she couldn't help notice Jen's legs and even got a glimpse of Jen's upper thigh through the opening in her shorts as they flared out when she moved. Anne walked down the stairs and into the laundry room. She could not make sense of the feelings she was having. It had been a long time since she had any sexual contact. Eighteen months to be exact. But she had never been attracted to woman before. Even in college when all her friends were experimenting with same sex stuff she never was drawn to that. Anne shook it off her mind as just dating frustration and her lack of sex. She started a load of her jeans and put in Jen's and set the washer, took a few things from the dryer and folded them and put them a basket and walked back to the kitchen got a bowl and poured the popcorn into it. She walked over to the den where Jen was already seated on the big comfy couch with a big blanket over her legs. Anne walked over to the fireplace and lit the gas logs and closed the door and turned on the fan. She placed the bowl of popcorn between them as she crawled under the same blanket as Jen. "So anything good on?" asked Anne. "Nothing yet, but then you have about 1000 channels to go through," said Jen as she scanned the TV guide. "I know Jim was a sports nut and he got this package that has more channels than one can watch in a year if we watch one day." Jen kept scanning through and she got to the movie channels. She scrolled through but nothing seemed to fit the bill. "Do you see anything you like to watch," asked Jen. "Nope, not particularly, but keep scanning and maybe something will hit us," said Anne. Jen did as she was told and kept working the remote. As she got to the upper channels she started to notice titles that she had never heard before. She paused at one that had "love" or something on it that had just started and when the picture came on the 52" screen, it was scene of a blond woman stroking a man's cock. Jen's jaw dropped and she froze at the scene. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot those channels were on here," Anne said. Jen's eyes didn't move. She was mesmerized by the scene unfolding in front of her. Jen had had a few boyfriends in the past, but nothing really serious. A few had cupped a feel of her breasts and she had let one touch her pussy once but that was the extent of it. With the exception of some accidental nudity at home with her brother and Dad, she had never seen a man's penis before. Not one that big anyone. "Jen, are you ok?" Anne spoke to the teenager. Anne knew that Jen had just turned 18 and figured that this was probably nothing new to her. But the way Jen sat there glued to the TV she wondered. Anne reached over and touched Jen's arm, "Jen do you want to watch this?" Jen jumped at the touch as she came out of the trance she was in. "Oh, I'm... so... so... sorry... what did you say?" "Do you really want to watch this?" Anne asked again. "Ah, oh, only if you want to, I mean I don't know... I have never watched this stuff before..." Jen was almost babbling. "It's ok hon, I understand. I was a teenager once too. But, I don't want to be guilty of perverting you in anyway," Anne said once again with her reassuring smile. "Oh, no, no... If you want to watch something else it's ok." Jen was now blushing profusely. If she could crawl under the couch she would have done it. Meanwhile, the scene on the TV was still unfolding and the couple was getting more and more vocal as the woman worked her magic on the man's cock. Both women turned to the TV and watched in amazement as the scene unfolded. Soon the man was going down on the blond, who Jen notice had very large breasts. Anne couldn't believe her eyes and much less the feeling between her legs. It had been so long since she had thought about sex. It seemed like all of those buried, pent-up feelings were now coming out and her mound was on fire. If it weren't for the smell of popcorn, Anne was certain that her scent of arousal would give her away. She wondered if Jen would notice if she reached down and touched herself. The scene on the TV grew hotter as the man began to pump his huge cock in the woman's pussy. Jen was glued to the TV. Never in her life had she seen anything like that before. The man's penis looked like an over-sized salami. She couldn't image a woman being able to take such a huge thing in her vagina. The more she looked at the scene the more she felt this tingling down in her private part. She had touched herself there before but she always felt guilty doing it which kind of took the pleasure out of it. Then it happened. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the blanket moving in front of Anne. She sheepishly looked over trying not to get caught looking. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Anne had closed her eyes and was obviously touching herself under the blanket. She would open her eyes and focus on the scene on screen and then close her eyes again. Jen was now staring at Anne in complete bewilderment. But at the same time she too felt the heat rising from between her legs. Anne open her eyes again and happened to look toward Jen and the realization of what she was doing hit her like a slap in the face. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry, Jen. I don't know what has come over me! I should not be doing this. I'm so sorry!" Anne was almost at the point of tears but her hand had not moved from under the blanket. Jen did not say anything but alternated looking from Anne's face to Anne's lap. "It's been so long since, well, you know what..." "It's ok Mrs. Morris. I understand. I'm not offended or grossed out or anything." Jen said and she meant it. The awkwardness of the moment was obvious to both of them. Where do they go from here? Jen turned back to the TV as the scene continued to get hotter. To Jen the thought of Anne masturbating right there in front of her was hotter than the scene unfolding on the TV screen. "I don't mind if you, you know, if you need to do that... I understand..." Jen heard herself say. Anne, felt a mixture of shame and excitement. She was ashamed of having let herself lose control right there in front of her babysitter. What would her parents say if they found out? Hearing Jen's reassurance did little to alleviate the guilt but the fact that she was still extremely hot and horny left her confused and conflicted. "Oh Jen, I don't know if I should..." Anne said with obvious pain in her voice. "Maybe if we do it together?" Anne could not believe those words came out of her mouth. Had she just asked a teenage girl to masturbate with her? Before she could take her words back, there was shy "Ok," response from Jen. "Are you sure? You don't have to if you don't want you know?" said Anne again trying to find a way to back out before it went too far. "I know," responded Jen, "but I want to..." "Jen, I have never done anything like this before. Don't even know what I'm doing," said Anne doubting herself. "Neither have I," replied Jen, "but I want to try it. I mean, I want to do with you. Does that make sense?" Jen asked. "I don't know if any of this makes sense Jen, but I'm so horny right now that I'm about to pop." Anne said this with her hand still rubbing her clit. She noticed that she hadn't stop rubbing it the whole time. God, she was so horny. Had it been that long? "I know what you mean," replied Jen. "So, how do we do this?" asked Jen sheepishly. "Wish I knew," answered Anne. "Maybe we should begin by getting comfortable. Anne got up and went to the laundry and brought back a large beach towel. "I think we need to put this underneath us so we don't ruin the couch," motioned Anne as Jen got up off the couch. Anne laid the towel on the couch which was large enough to cover the whole seating area. Jen sat down and as she turned she saw Anne pull her panties off and find her seat on the couch. Jen looked down at her robe and nightie and wondered what she needed to do to get "comfortable." She decided to take the robe off and then sat cross-legged on the couch. Anne was seated on the couch with her butt scooted towards the edge with her feet on the coffee table. Jen couldn't get her eyes off Anne. Her legs were tan and muscular – not too muscular – but enough to show that she worked out and kept in shape. The Young Widow Ch. 02 (This is the second half of the story of Anne and Jen. Thank you for the nice comments on the first part. For those of you who are typo critics, I will apologize in advance. I do this for my enjoyment and for the enjoyment of those who read it.) Anne couldn't believe how good that felt. It took her awhile to get her breathing back to normal and for her body to fully relax from the heights it had reached. She looked down between her legs. Jen was still there gently kissing her inner thighs and her lower belly right above her pussy. "Wow," Anne said breathily, "Are you sure you've never done that before?" Jen looked up her and smiled, "No, this is a first for me. I've not even been with boy yet." Anne smiled back at Jen noticing her shinny face and knowing that it was her own juices that had produced that condition. Anne opened her arms inviting Jen to come up her body and meet her. Jen slowly crawled up until she was face to face with Anne. Anne gently touched her face and pulled her long hair back. She looked into the young girls blue eyes and saw how innocent and sweet she looked. Anne pulled her face closer to hers and placed a gentle kiss on Jen's lips. Jen came back for a second and then a third. In the next round Anne opened her mouth as Jen kissed her and touched Jen's lips with her tongue. Jen responded and soon they were making out like a couple of teenagers. Anne tasted the familiar taste of her juices as she kissed Jen. Anne always enjoyed kissing Jim after he had gone down on her or after he had cum in her mouth. When Jen came up for air, Anne kissed Jen's cheeks and chin tasting herself all along the way. To Anne this was such a gentle moment. The realization that this young teenage girl had made her cum and cum hard almost seemed surreal. She looked up at Jen and smiled. The younger woman seemed to ooze sweetness and innocence. Anne couldn't believe it but she was feeling the fire building back up in lower regions. She was always able to recover fast but this seemed too soon even for her. Jen could feel the warmth coming from Anne's body that seemed to originate between her legs. She began to kiss Anne's face and neck working down to those gorgeous breasts that stood at attention. To Jen they were perfect. They didn't sag even when Anne lay down on her back. Jen began to caress them which brought a moan from Anne. Bringing her mouth down, Jen began to kiss and suck on Anne's breasts concentrating on her nipples which now stood up in attention. Anne couldn't remember the last time she felt this hot. Jen's mouth on her breasts had awakened her once more and she was feeling that familiar feeling deep within her. "God, you don't know what you are doing to me," Anne said almost breathless. "Making you feel good," Jen replied with a little more confidence in her voice. Anne moaned and whispered "Yes...." The heat coming from between Anne's legs was now undeniable. Jen could feel it burning on her stomach even through her nightie. It gave Jen a sense of satisfaction that she could bring so much pleasure to such an experienced older woman. Anne stroked Jen's hair as the young girl kept up her assault on her breasts. Every time Jen moved her body it would put pressure on Anne's mound and it would bring a moan from Anne's throat. Anne began to slow grind her mound on Jen's stomach. Jen knew that something needed attention and so she began to kiss down Anne's body pausing at her belly button before planting herself once again between the older woman's legs. This time, though, Jen knew just what to do. She began with long even strokes starting at the opening moving up to the clit. When she got to the clit she would pause and suck on it until Anne started bucking and then she would release it and go back down. This continued for several minutes until Anne pleaded with Jen, "Please, Jen don't tease me!" But Jen didn't concede right away. She went back to her the opening and licked all around it drinking up the juices that once again were flowing freely. Jen was enjoying the fact she had Anne under her control. She didn't know why but it felt good to have this power over this older woman. Anne was in a whirlwind of emotions. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own and she could not control it. She could feel her arousal in every fiber of her body. Her nipples were hard and on fire. If it wasn't for the fact that what Jen was doing to her felt so good she would swear it was torture. Finally, Jen relented and clasped her lips around Anne's clit and starting sucking and licking like it was the best thing she had ever tasted. She also inserted first one and then two fingers as deep as she could get them into Anne's tight pussy. Anne went ballistic. She threw her head back and groaned as every muscle seemed to tighten and then the waves began to roll. Anne felt as though she could feel it all the way down to her toes. She bucked into Jen's mouth like a brand new bronco. This one seemed to last twice as long and felt twice as intense as the first one. She could not remember the last time she had such a mind-blowing orgasm. Waves kept coming as Jen kept her lips over her clit and fingers in her hole. Anne wasn't sure how much time went by before the waves subsided and her clit started feeling the soreness of Jen's assault. Anne gently put her hand on Jen's head and moved her back away and cried, "Ok, Ok, Wow what a ride..." Jen kept kissing Anne all around her mound being careful not touch the clit. She felt a sense of pride that she was able to bring so much pleasure to Anne. Never in her wildest dreams would she have guessed that before this night was over, she would be having sex for the first time, much less with another woman. But this was not just any woman. This was Anne Morris, whom she had always admired and even envied for her beauty, class, and charm. Jen had never met anyone quite like Anne with that rare mixture of beauty, brains, sweetness, and confidence without being high-and-mighty. Jen almost felt honored to be able to please this woman whom she admired so highly. Anne lay still trying to catch her breath speechless. She could feel Jen planting kisses on the inside of her thighs and above her pussy mound. Jen seemed fascinated with the small strip of brown hair above Anne's pussy placing kisses all around it. Finally, Anne recovered her composure and simply said, "Wow, what a ride." Jen looked up at her and shyly asked, "Did I do ok?" "Ok?" responded Anne. "You were awesome. I can't remember..." Anne tailed off still gathering herself. Jen once again moved up Anne's body kissing along the way. She paused again on Anne's breasts kissing and sucking on them gently. She finally made it all the way up so she was once again face to face with Anne. She kissed Anne gently a few times until Anne responded and opened her mouth offering her tongue to Jen. Once again Anne could taste herself on the younger girl's face which brought back the memories of her love-making with Jim. After about few minutes of softly kissing each other, both women were drawn to the noises coming from the large TV screen. They both looked up and saw a scene of two women making love to each other. Jen looked at Anne and Anne looked at her and then they both busted out laughing. "Maybe we should have waited to watch this so we figure out what to do," said Jen through her laughter. "I don't know," responded Anne, "I think you did great without their help." "Well, thank you," said Jen. "No, thank you," said Anne and both women laughed again. They kissed again with Anne reaching around stroking Jen's back through her nightie. Anne looked up to Jen and said, "What do say we go upstairs and get into bed?" "Fine by me," answered Jen. Both women got up off the couch. Anne gathered up the towel and her panties after putting on her nightshirt. Jen gathered up the popcorn bowl and tea mugs and headed to kitchen. Anne set the TV channel to Johnny's favorite channel and walked to the laundry room and started another load of delicates. When she walked into the kitchen Jen had placed the cups and the popcorn bowl in the dishwasher. Anne smiled at her and reached out her hand and they walked hand in hand up the stairs. The girls walked into the Master bedroom. Like the rest of the house it was beautifully decorated. Every detail of the room was carefully laid out and planned. Anne led Jen to the master bath which was huge by any standard. It had a large Roman tub with jets that could easily sit four people. It also had a large glass-encased shower stall with several shower jets. Anne led Jen to the huge double sink area and handed her a brand new toothbrush. The girls brushed their teeth in unison. Anne reach for some face cream and started to remove her makeup. Jen watched her with admiration. Anne offered Jen some and the young girl took a little dab and removed the little bit of makeup she had on. She still could not believe how beautiful Anne looked even without makeup. She stared at the older woman through the mirror admiring every aspect of her features. Anne pulled out another jar of cream and rubbed some on her legs and thighs as Jen continued to watch. Once again Anne offered Jen some cream and Jen mimicked Anne like a little girl pretend to put on makeup while watching her mom. They walked into the bedroom and Anne walked to the bed and pulled down the covers. "Do you have a favorite side of the bed?" asked Anne. "Not really," replied Jen, "I've not slept with too many people." "Well I usually sleep on the side closest to the door just in case the kids come in the middle of the night," said Anne. "That's fine with me," Jen replied while moving to the other side of the bed. The room had two night dressers on each side of the bed and two large arm chairs on either side. As Jen reached the other side of the bed, she hesitated for a moment while she watched Anne for a cue as to what to do next. Anne walked over to the closet and pulled out a large robe and placed on the large chair. Then she removed her night shirt and climbed into the large king-size bed. Jen walked over to the chair on her side of the bed, pulled her nightie shorts off and her top and placed them on the chair and hurriedly crawled into her side of the bed. Anne turned to face Jen and without saying a word reached out and stroked her hair and face. She leaned in and softly kissed Jen on cheek moving to her lips. Once there, Anne kissed her softly at first then a little more passionately. As she did this she let her hand travel down Jen's body from her shoulder to her side proceeding down to her outer thigh. Anne caressed the younger girl like this for several minutes while she continued to kiss her softly. She didn't want to move too fast to be sure that Jen felt comfortable. Eventually, Anne moved her hand up to Jen's breasts massaging them gently. Jen moaned into Anne's mouth as her body responded to the older woman's touch. It felt like she was on fire and every stroke of Anne's hand on her body made her hotter. Anne kissed down Jen's neck moving slowly and gently toward the young girl's breasts. Once there she paused taking the whole nipple in her mouth and sucking it gently. Jen whimpered in delight at what Anne was doing to her. Anne moved from one breast to the other spending equal time on each nipple. Jen placed her hands on Anne's head stroking her hair as Anne worked on her breasts. Jen had never felt this kind of arousal before in her life. As Anne worked on her breasts, Jen could not resist reaching down with one hand and feeling the wetness that was building between her legs. She whimpered and moaned in sheer pleasure, pleasure that she had never felt before. She was so hot she could not stand to have the sheets and blankets on her. With her legs she kicked them off so that she was fully exposed. Anne looked down and saw that Jen was touching herself. It was obvious that the younger girl had a little experience in self-pleasure. Anne debated whether or not to interrupt her at this point or just let her go for it. While keeping her mouth on one of Jen's small breasts, she took her fingertips and slowly traced a line from between the younger girl's breast to her bellybutton. The difference between Jen's pale white skin and Anne's tanned arm was an amazing contrast. Unlike her own belly which was toned and muscular, Jen's belly was soft and looser. It reminded Anne of her body at that age. Jen was not fat by any means, but it was obvious that she wasn't an athlete. For some reason Anne thought that was sexy. Anne kept working her hand towards Jen's mound and upon arriving slid her hand under the younger girl's and gently began to feel her pussy. Jen's pussy had soft blonde hair that was a little darker than the hair on her head. It was apparent that a razor had never touched Jen's pussy but it really didn't need to because she was not naturally hairy down there. Anne ran her fingers through the young girl's pussy and noticed that her lips were swollen and she could feel the protrusion of her clit sticking out of its hood. Anne inserted a finger into Jen's wet hole and she could tell by the tightness that the younger girl was not lying, she was a virgin. Anne felt a slight sense of guilt over this fact. But by now she had already run through all of the red lights in her head. This young teenage girl had awakened feelings in her that she never imagined were there. How could she back out now? It would be so incredibly selfish to have received so much pleasure and then not at least try to return it. She had learned that from her years with Jim. He had always done everything in his power to satisfy her which in turn made her want to do the same for him. It was not in Anne's nature to receive such an incredible gift and not at least try to reciprocate. Jen could not believe the feelings of excitement and arousal she was experiencing. She now knew how Anne had felt when she pleasured her. Her whole body seemed to be responding to the movement of Anne's hand on her sex. She drew up her legs and spread them wide to give Anne more access. Anne moved her fingers slowly but steadily bringing Jen to verge and then slowing down. She wasn't trying to tease the younger girl but wanted to make sure she got the ultimate pleasure. Jen raised her hips to meet Anne's fingers whimpering ever time Anne touched her clit. Her breathing became labored as she felt the muscles in her loins tighten. Anne could feel it too and she knew these were tale signs of an impending climax. Anne took her finger and reached deep in the young girl's sex and found the G-spot and began to message it gently while keeping her thumb on her clit. Jen's legs began to shake. She whimpered and cried out, "Oooooh.... Ooooooh...." The wave that hit her was like nothing she had never felt before. It was like her body took over and her mind could not control it. Wave after wave rolled through her body and she thrashed her head back and forth in sheer pleasure. Anne couldn't believe how strong Jen's orgasm had been except that she remembered her own and knew that Jen was experience one of those rare mind-blowing climaxes. Anne kept the pressure on Jen's clit and G-spot until Jen's orgasm subsided. She then gently rubbed the younger girl's mound. All this time Anne had not stopped sucking Jen's breast. Once Jen calmed down Anne moved up and started to kiss her face and lips. "Wow, that was amazing," Jen said still out of breath. "Glad you liked it sweetie," Anne whispered in her ear. They kissed again passionately and sweetly. Anne stroked Jen's hair while Jen reached up and caressed Anne's face. The whole event had seemed so surreal and dreamlike to Jen. This incredible, sexy, experienced older woman had given her the best orgasm of her young life. Jen wanted so much to jump on top of her and do her all over again but she just didn't have the energy. All she knew was that she felt satisfied in a way that she never felt before. It was hard to put words exactly what she was feeling; contentment, warmth, serenity or something in between. She wished this moment would never end. To be continued... The Young Widow Ch. 03 (This is the third part of the story of Anne and her babysitter Jen. Thanks again for all the kind comments.) * Anne and Jen kissed lovingly while they embraced. Jen scooted down so that her face was even with Anne's breasts. She kissed them softly as she nuzzled her head between them. Anne stroked her hair gently thinking of how wonderful and loving this felt. Jen closed her eyes feeling so satisfied and peaceful listening to Anne's heart beat. Soon both women were asleep. Anne felt the small hand touching her face and the familiar voice of Johnny calling her, "Mommy, are you awake yet?" Anne turned and smiled at the boy and reached up kissing him. "Good morning sweetheart, how did you sleep?" Anne asked. "Good Mommy," said Johnny. "Is that Ms. Jen in your bed?" asked the boy with an inquisitive look on his face. "Yes it is, sweetie. She had to stay the night because of the bad weather last night," answered Anne. "Oh, like a sleep over," the boy said with a smile. "Yeah, something like that," answered Anne matching his smile. "Why don't you go downstairs and I will be there in few minutes. How would you like some chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast?" asked Anne. "Yeah!" yelled the boy as he ran out of the room. Anne got up and picked up the robe that she had laid out the night before on the large arm chair. She walked into the bathroom and took care of her morning routine. When she came out she went into the closet and pulled out another warm robe and laid it on the bed in the place she just vacated. Jen stirred and opened her eyes smiling at Anne. Anne leaned down and kissed her on the head. "The kids are up. You can stay here and sleep in as long as you want. I'm going to head downstairs and fix some breakfast for them," Anne said softly. Jen smiled and curled up in the covers. Anne headed downstairs where the kids were watching TV. Gracie got up as soon as she saw her mother and ran to her. Anne caught her and held her in her arms. "Good morning princess," said Anne planting kisses all over the three-year-old's face. "Did you sleep well?" Anne asked. "Yes Mommy," responded Gracie. "You want to help mommy make some pancakes?" asked Anne. "Sure," responded Gracie excitedly. Anne pulled out the pancake mix, eggs, and chocolate chips. Gracie helped where she could. Jen stirred in bed for a few minutes but she knew she wasn't going to go back to sleep. She got up and put on the robe and headed to the bathroom. A few minutes later she made her way downstairs. Anne caught a glimpse of her as she walked into the family room and the kids jumped on her. Jen had that innocent, girl-next-door look about her. She was pretty, Anne thought, but she had not grown into the features of the woman she would someday become. From all indications, she was going to be knockout when that day came. Anne felt a little queasy at that thought. A sense of guilt made its way to her mind as she thought about what had transpired the night before. Jen looked young for her age and that made matters worse. Her demeanor and personality were so precious and innocent. Anne wondered if she had taken that from the younger girl in a moment of weakness and passion that now she was regretting. Anne figured that at Jen's age most girls probably already had boyfriends and would be sexually active. She herself had lost her virginity at 18. But somehow this was different. This was her babysitter that she had known since she was about 11. She had watched Jen grow up and had always been impressed with her character and personality. That's why when she and Jim were in need of someone to watch Johnny three years ago Jen was the first person that came to mind. And she had proven to be the right choice. The kids loved her, no they adored her. "Good morning Anne," Jen said cheerfully breaking the somber mood Anne was experiencing. "Good morning Jen. Hope you slept well," replied Anne. "Mmmm, the best night ever," Jen replied still smiling. "Would you like some pancakes?" asked Anne. "They are Johnny's favorite, chocolate chip." "Sounds great, I'll take one," said Jen leaning across the counter. Anne served her a pancake and put the syrup on the counter in front of her. As Jen ate she looked at Anne as Anne looked down at the cup of tea in front of her as if lost in thought. "Is everything ok Anne?" asked Jen in caring tone. Anne looked up and gave her a half smile. "You are not having any regrets about last night?" asked Jen as she reached out and caught Anne's hand. "Maybe a little. I don't know." Anne replied with a little tremble in her voice. "Well don't!" exclaimed Jen, "Because I sure don't regret any of it." Anne smiled at her, "That's easy for you to say now but I'm almost old enough to be your mother and I really should not have let things go as far as they did." Anne was now tearing up. Jen reached out and held both of Anne's in hers and lovingly replied, "Anne what happened last was the most beautiful thing that I have ever experienced. I know that I will remember last night for the rest of my life and will never regret that it happened. Most of the girls in my class have been having sex for years now. I'm just not into having sex for the sake of saying I had sex. The boyfriends that I have had did not interest me enough to get physically involved them. And if you think that last night turned me into a lesbian or something, well, I still like boys and would like someday to know what it feels like to make love to man. Last night was not about the sex, as much as it was about you. I don't know why and I really don't need an explanation for what happened. If it makes you feel better we can chalk it all up to two horny girls that haven't had sex in long time -- in my case never -- and got lost in the heat of passion." "Since when did you get so smart and grown up," Anne replied with a smile but in reprimanding tone. "I appreciate that more than you can know. And I too think that last night was wonderful. I guess I'm still trying to make sense of all these emotions. That's the problem with being an adult, we are always analyzing everything. Please forgive me if I made it seem cheap or bad. But you have to remember that I have known you since you were 11 and I have watched you grow up. What happened last night was kind of out of the blue for me... and, well, I'm having a hard time processing it that's all." Jen reached up and touched Anne face so that they were looking eye to eye. "Listen, there is no pressure here. At least I don't want to put any pressure on you. I really enjoyed last night. I especially enjoyed pleasing you. It was like nothing that I have felt nor even imagined I could feel. But if it makes you uncomfortable then this will be the last said about it by me." Boy had this girl grown up Anne thought to herself as she looked into the younger girl's eyes. She had always sensed that Jen carried herself with a maturity way beyond her years. At this moment, it was definitely Jen that was acting the part of the grownup. Anne felt such a connection with this younger girl, a connection that one has with very few people through life. "You are so sweet and thank you. Let's just play it by ear without any pressure," said Anne softly. "Sounds great to me. We'll just enjoy the moment," chimed Jen in an upbeat tone. "To change the subject, I guess I ought to call home and see what's happening," Jen said while reaching for her cell phone. "Oh, your Dad called this morning and the roads are still out heading west along the river. Your house is ok, the water is still about 2 miles away from the Westside subdivision. But he can't get across unless he travels 50 miles east to Jensen and crosses there. I told him you can stay here as long you need to. It is supposed to keep raining until Monday according to the weather man. So you are stuck here with me, like or not." "Ah, shucks!" laughed Jen, "I guess we will have to make the most of it." "I guess we will," replied Anne. "I talked to mys in Crestview and they said the roads were fine there. So, I was thinking that we could go and drop the kids there and head to the mall. What do you think?" asked Anne. "Sounds good to me," replied Jen. "Do I have time to take a shower before we go?" asked Jen as she walked her plate to the sink. "Of course," replied Anne, "I was thinking the same thing. You go ahead and use my shower since I don't have any idea what the guest bath looks like right now. In the closet in the master bath you will find towels and wash cloths and in the drawer near the shower you will find some hair ties if you need them." With that said Jen spun around and hopped off the swivel stool and headed up the stairs. Anne walked into the family room where Johnny and Gracie were sitting watching cartoons. "How would you two like to go see Nana and Papa for a little bit this morning." "Yeah!" screamed Johnny. "Can we? Can we go right now?" Both kids were excited about the idea. "We'll go in few minutes. I need to take a shower first," replied Anne. "I'll come down in a few minutes and get you both ready to go." "Ok, mommy," replied Johnny echoed by his little sister. Anne went to the laundry room and pulled out Jen's jeans, bra, and panties that she had washed the night before and headed upstairs. Once there she picked out some jeans and nice sweatshirt and put them on the bed. She heard the shower running and figured that Jen was already in the shower. She walked in and Jen was standing in front of the shower door completely naked trying to figure out how the shower heads worked. Jen looked at Anne smiled and said, "This shower is so fancy that I can't figure out how to turn it on or which ones to turn on." Anne smiled and walked over and adjusted the shower as Jen walked in. This was the first time that Anne had actually seen Jen's body fully exposed. She couldn't believe that after all the trepidation she had sensed just a few minutes ago across the kitchen counter that she now was turned on by Jen's naked body. The young girl's skin was white but not pale. With her hair pulled up Anne noticed that she had a long, sensuous neck. Her ass was small but round and her legs appeared long with nicely formed thighs. Anne stood there for a few minutes admiring the young girl through the clear glass of the large shower stall. She watched as Jen turned back and forth getting a full view of the younger girl's body. Jen broke the trance with "You can join me if you want." Anne snapped out of the trance she was in and looked at Jen through the glass and smiled. She walked over to the bathroom door, removed her robe, hung it on the hook on the back of the door, walked toward the shower and walked in. Jen let Anne get her body wet and proceed to lather a washcloth and rub it all over Anne's body. She started on Anne's neck and worked down her shoulders and back. She kneeled and washed the back of Anne's legs all the way down to her feet. She turned Anne around and washed the front of her shoulders, breasts, arms, underarms, stomach, and kneeling down the front of her legs. Then, putting soap on her hand she reached down washed Anne's mound producing a small moan from Anne's throat. Anne then grabbed another washcloth and proceeded to do the same to Jen but instead of turning the girl around she reached from behind and washed Jen's breasts, underarms, and legs. As she kneeled to wash Jen's lower body, she planted kisses all along the way. She stopped at Jen's butt cheeks kissing them and rubbing them with her free hand. Jen leaned forward so that her hands were resting against the sides of the shower stall as if she were being frisked by a police officer. Anne reached between her legs with one hand and started to play with Jen's pussy. Jen moaned as Anne's fingers gently rubbed her clit. Then she felt this warm sensation around her hole. Anne was tongue fucking her from behind while using her fingers to play with her clit. Jen was now moaning lauder. She spread her legs as far as she could them and raised herself up on her tippy toes giving Anne as much access as possible. Anne ran her tongue in and out of Jen's hole and occasionally up the crack to Jen's ass. Jen's legs began to shake as her knees weakened. She started to dance up and down on Anne's face and fingers. When it hit her it seemed like every muscle tighten in her body. She stretched up on her toes as the climax hit throwing her head back. She moaned and whimpered as the waves hit her. When she finally calmed down, Anne moved up her body pressing her body against hers reaching up and cupping her breasts from behind while kissing her neck and shoulders. Anne had been amazed at how good Jen tasted. She had always loved the taste of her own cum when she kissed Jim after he had eaten her. She also remembered tasting herself when she kissed Jen last night. But this was different. This was another woman's scent and taste. It was different and yet pleasant and something she could used to. Jen leaned back resting her head on Anne's shoulder and kissed her. She turned and both women kissed each other softly and passionately. Anne broke the kiss session stating, "The kids are probably going to be looking for me in a few minutes. They are excited about going to see the grandparents. Why don't we get out and get ready to go and we can continue this later." Jen smiled and kissed Anne, "You promise?" she asked. "I promise," crossing her heart with her fingers. Both women laughed as they stepped out of the shower. They dried each other before walking out to the main part of the bathroom. "I brought your bra, panties and jeans that I washed last night for you to wear. I can lend you a warm sweatshirt to wear if you like," suggested Anne. "That would be awesome," replied Jen. "This is the only bad thing about spending the weekend here; I got nothing to wear but the clothes on my back." Anne looked up at her smiled, "Well, we will try to remedy that. You can wear anything of mine you like that fits." Jen looked up surprised and excited at the same time, "Are you sure?" Jen asked. "Of course, I would not offer it if I weren't sure," replied Anne. Jen walked into the master bedroom and stood in front of the large mirrored dresser where last night she had found the purple nightie. She had this kinky thought of what it would feel like to wear Anne's panties. The thought excited her. "I'll be wet all day," she thought to herself. Anne stepped out of the bathroom and went right to her panty drawer and picked out a pink, lacy thong and slipped it on. Jen looked at her from behind and could not believe how sexy it made it her look. Anne looked back at Jen with her body still wrapped in a towel. "Do you need some help finding something?" asked Anne. Jen smiled, "I was just admiring the view from back here." Anne turned around and looked back over her shoulder to the reflection in the mirror and smiled. "They do look hot don't they? Jim always loved these things," said Anne while admiring her backside. "I can see why," answered Jen, "I don't think I can pull that off with my tiny ass." Anne smiled assuring the younger girl, "Oh, you have a cute little butt. I don't know if I have one that will fit you but let's try and you'll see." Anne pulled a baby blue pair and held it up for Jen's inspection. Jen shook her head and said, "I don't know, I still think my ass will look funky in one of these." But Jen took off the towel and put her long legs through the thong and pulled up over her hips and butt. She looked at it from the front and they looked fine there. She then turned around looking over her shoulder to inspect her backside. Jen was surprised at how it made her ass look. "See," said Anne, "Girl, you are pulling it off!" Jen smiled as she continued to admire the look in the mirror, "Wow, that does look ok, doesn't." "Honey, 'ok,' is not the word I would use for that. 'Hot' is the word you are looking for," responded Anne. "It does make me look hot doesn't it?" asked Jen. "Yes it does!" said Anne. "Well then, I will wear it," said Jen emphatically. "This might sound silly to you, but you know what excites me more than the look?" asked Jen. "What might that be?" asked Anne. "I think it is hot just knowing that you wore these panties and the same fabric that once touched your skin is now touching mine. Does that sound stupid?" Anne laughed, "No, not at all. Now that I think about it, it sounds kind of kinky." They both laughed. They dressed and put on makeup together talking about life, school, etc. Anne gave Jen a sweatshirt that had the neck cut out so that it draped over one shoulder and left the other exposed. Anne wore a white turtleneck and designer jeans with black high-heel boots. Jen admired the boots which made Anne about 2 inches taller. "What size shoe do you wear?" Anne asked Jen. "I wear a 7 in most shoes," replied Jen. "I wear a 7-7 ½ depending on the shoe," said Anne. Anne looked in her closet at her shoe rack and found another pair of boots that were brown with about 4 inch heels on them. "Try these on for size." Anne told Jen. Jen tried them and she walked around the bedroom and stood in front of the full length mirror and could not believe how hot she looked in her jeans, sweatshirt and boots. "Wow, I can't believe how tall these makes me look, and how it shapes my butt." Anne laughed as she walked out of the room to get the kids ready to go. Jen admired herself a little longer in mirror and couldn't believe how good she looked. The only thing she did not like was her bra strap that was clearly visible on her exposed shoulder. She reached up under the sweatshirt and undid the bra removing it. She felt even sexier with her thong, high heels, no bra. She smiled at herself admiring the difference one day had made. (To be continued) The Young Widow Ch. 04 (The continuing story of Anne and Jen) Jen was impressed as the car rolled through the gaited community. As Anne pulled up to hers house, Jen was even more impressed. The house was huge with a circular driveway and a large door. The inside of the house was even more elaborate than Jen could ever remember seeing. It looked like something out of a TV show or a movie. Anne'ss were nice and pleasant and very happy to see the kids. Anne introduced Jen to them explaining her predicament because of the weather. The girls didn't stay long and ran out to the car trying not to get too wet. The mall was only about 15 minutes away. It was an upscale mall and one that Jen and her friends didn't go too much because it was just too pricey. Anne drove her BMW SUV to a covered driveway and a couple men in red vests ran out and opened the door for the girls. One of them handed Anne a valet ticket while the other parked the car. The ladies walked into the mall which had a few people milling around but was not very crowded. "So where do you want to go first?" asked Anne. "I don't know. I haven't come here much. We usually go to the Riverside Mall. This is one was always a little over-priced for me," said Jen. Anne laughed, "I know what you mean. I don't shop here much either but I'm sure that the Riverview Mall is probably inaccessible right now." "Why don't we go and find you some new jeans," asked Anne. "Are you sure? For the price we will pay for one pair here I could probably get three where I shop. I would have to babysit for a month to afford them," replied Jen. Anne smiled, "Probably true, but then there are some shops here that you probably don't have in Chestnut. We don't have to buy anything but if you find something you like I will buy it for you my treat." Jen looked a little apprehensive, "You really don't have to do that, Anne." "I know," replied Anne, "But I want to if it is ok with you." They walked into a large department store which was definitely set up for upscale shoppers. Jen couldn't get over how many different styles of clothes the store carried. Every once in a while she would peak at a price tag and would gasp. A simple dress was $350.00. She had to admit though that the quality and styles were much nicer than where she and her friends normally shopped. As the girls went through the racks they would pick out dresses and hold them up to each other to see which ones looked good. Anne couldn't remember the last time she had had so much fun shopping. Most of her friends kind of pulled away after Jim died. It was nice to have someone to do the "girl" stuff with. They laughed and giggled at some of the outfits and before long they had a handful of stuff to go try on. They went to the dressing room area which had couches and chairs along the outside wall opposite some large mirrored stalls. The stalls were actual rooms not like the stalls in the stores where Jen usually shopped. The individual dressing rooms where large with wing chairs on one end and a large mirrored wall on both ends. As Anne and Jen walked into the dressing area, the attendant gave Anne a key to one of the rooms and told Jen she would have to wait on the next available room. Anne looked at the attendant and asked, "Can we share one?" The attendant didn't even blink like it was a common thing for two women to share a dressing room, "Go right head." The girls walked into the room which was at the far end of the dressing room area. The room had hooks to hang clothes on the wall directly opposite the doors. Jen and Anne hung the assortment of clothes that they were going to try on hooks on the wall. Anne unzipped her boots and took them off looking at Jen, "Do you want to go first?" Jen smiled, "Sure, what do you want to see me in first?" Anne reached up and picked a dress they had picked out that was black and it hung over the shoulder and was open all the way down the back to almost the top of her butt. In front it swooped low so that the gap between the breasts was exposed. Jen removed her sweatshirt and stood there topless with her jeans and boots. Anne smiled admiring how sexy Jen looked standing there in front of her. Jen unzipped her boots removing them followed by her jeans. Anne helped the younger girl put on the dress. Jen couldn't believe how nice it looked on her. "The only thing missing is some nice heels to go with it," said Anne. They admired the look in the mirror. Anne thought the dress really looked nice on the younger girl. "So what do you think?" asked Anne. "It's awesome! I just don't know when I would wear it," answered Jen. "The occasion will happen and it's nice to know that you have it if you need it," answered Anne. Jen looked at the price tag and gasped. "Anne, even on sale this dress cost $600.00. That's too much to spend on a dress that I might wear only once," exclaimed Jen. "Honey, do you like it?" asked Anne. "Well, yeah, but I like a Jaguar too that doesn't mean I can have one." Anne laughed, "Jen, don't worry about the price ok. If you like it then we'll get it. Money is not a big deal for me right now so don't you sweat ok. Splurging on you makes me happy," Anne explained as she placed her hands on Jen's hips and put her chip on her shoulder. "Well, if it makes you happy..." Jen said still a little unsure. "I bet this dress would look great on you," Jen said looking at Anne through the mirror. Anne got lost in thought for moment, "It reminds me of some of the dresses I wore at the galas and dances that Jim and I went to with his firm or on legal convention we attended through the years. Jim had this thing about showing me off to his colleagues or peers." Jen smiled, "I don't blame him one bit. I know I would show you off too if I had the chance." Anne spanked her gently on the backside, "Oh, you would, wouldn't you?" Anne helped Jen out of the dress while still talking, "He got a kick out of the way guys tripped over each other trying to get close to me or asked me to dance." Anne took off her sweater and jeans, removed her bra and then surprised Jen by taking off her panties before slipping on the dress. "So, did you go commando to those galas?" asked Jen with a tone of surprise. "Sometimes I did. I would lean into Jim while walking into the ballroom and whisper in his ear, 'Underneath this dress I'm totally naked,' which he would interpret to mean that I was not wearing any underwear. He would smile and reach down and squeeze my ass. Guys would begin to lineup to ask me to dance trying to get a look down my dress. The look in their eyes when they would let their hand drop down to my ass and realized that I was no wearing any panties was priceless." Jen smiled and shook her head, "Mrs. Morris, you are one naughty MILF!" Anne smiled as both women admired the look in the mirror. "Well, one thing is for sure, that looks much more appealing on you that it will ever look on me," said Jen. Anne smiled, "I'm sure we can find something that brings out the sexy features of your body and figure. It's just a matter finding the right cut for you." Jen looking at her and still amazed at how sexy Anne looked said, "That maybe true but honestly you can make a burlap sack look sexy." Anne laughed, "Well, thank you Jen that is sweet of you to say." She turned around and looked at the younger girl standing there in her panties and nothing else and leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Jen responded and they kissed tenderly for few minutes. Jen took Anne by hand led her to one of the chairs at the other end of the room. She lifted the dress off Anne's body and laid it on the twin chair which was on the other side of a small table that separated them. She gently guided Anne making her sit on the large wing chair and kneeled down in front of her stroking her inner thighs with her hands. "What are you doing?" asked Anne almost in a whisper. "Shhhh... just enjoy," replied Jen. "I don't think we should be doing this in here," whispered Anne again. "What Mrs. Commando letting guys look down her dress is now shy?" responded Jen as she leaned in starting to kiss Anne's inner thigh and belly. "What if we get caught?" asked Anne again in a hush tone. "By whom?" exclaimed Jen, "As far as anybody is concerned we are trying on clothes." Just as Jen finished saying that she reached out her tongue and licked the full length of Anne's pussy opening. Anne moaned, "What if somebody hears us?" asked Anne but noticeably aroused by what Jen was doing to her. Jen lifted Anne's legs so that her feet hung over the arms of the big chair and her ass hung over the front edge. Jen now began to lick in a slow but steady pace. She reached up with both hands massaging Anne's breasts while her tongue and nose worked Anne's pussy area. Anne reached down with both hands and held Jen's head in place stroking her hair and running her fingers through it. As Anne looked up she noticed the view from the other side of the room and it surprised her. The reflection in the mirror was so sensual that Anne groaned in excitement. There she was with her legs spread over the arms of the chair with the Jen's head buried between her legs. She could see Jen's bare back and Jen's thong clad ass in the air. The scene was so hot it made Anne's spin. She pulled Jen's head back and looked down and in breathless whisper asked, "Could you do something for me sweetie?" Jen looked up with her face obviously wet with Anne's juices and said, "Anything." Anne asked, "Could you take your panties off for me?" Jen was a little puzzled but she stood up and removed them laying them on the little table right next to the chair. Looking up Jen could see her reflection on the mirror behind her from the mirror in front of her. She smiled, "Oh, I see what you are getting off on." Jen kneeled back down and looked over shoulder admiring the reflection of her backside on the mirror on the other side of the room. Jen leaned in and picked up where she left off. This time instead of kneeling though, Jen got on all four and started lapping at Anne's pussy. Anne could see Jen's ass and pussy through the mirror. The sight was so erotic and Jen's tongue felt so good. Anne was once again moaning and panting. She tried hard to muffle her sounds but the pleasure was so intense that it made it almost impossible. She tried holding her hand over her mouth but that did little to silence her cries of excitement and pleasure. "God that feels good," Anne whimpered. "Shhhhh..." said Jen from down below. "I'm trying," whispered Anne, "But you are driving me crazy. Maybe we should stop." But Jen was not having any of that and kept her assault on Anne's pussy. When she clamped down on Anne's clit, Anne would raise her ass off the chair feeding more of her pussy into her mouth. Anne now had both hands on Jen's head guiding her into her hot pussy while her body moved up and down providing more friction on her clit. Her cries and moans were getting louder as her body build to a climax. Jen realized that Anne was unaware of just how much noise she was making and was afraid they might be discovered and thrown out of the store. Jen reached out and picked up her once discarded panties, wadded them up and stuffed them in Anne's open mouth. Anne bit down on the cloth which now muffed her cries and for some reason the sight she saw on the mirror was the hottest thing she had ever seen. Here was Jen's ass in the air while her head was buried in her pussy. Her legs were spread wide and now in her mouth were the baby blue panties that Jen had worn to the mall. She could taste that familiar female taste on them and could smell the familiar female scent too. All of this sight, scent, and touch stimulation was more than Anne could handle which caused the familiar spasms to begin flowing through her body. She came hard pressing her chin against her chest while pushing Jen deep into her pussy with both hands. Her ass came up about six inches off the chair causing Jen to have to rise to meet her. Wave after wave flowed through her body. Anne couldn't believe how every orgasm she'd had in the last two days was stronger than the one before. Maybe it was the fact that it was in a public place or the maybe it was the mirrors that allowed her to watch Jen eat her out. Whatever the reason this was by far the best orgasm she had experienced in the past two days. Anne couldn't believe how good Jen had gotten at this. She took the panties out of her mouth trying to catch her breath, "Oh god that was so good. I think you are becoming an expert at this." Jen looked up at her, her face glistening with her own juices, "I'm still learning but you are so easy to please. It's like you go from 0 to 100 in no time flat." Anne forced a smile through labored attempts to regulate her breathing, "Believe me, it's mostly you." Anne lowered her legs and scouted down off the chair so that she was face to face with Jen and kissed her gently. Then something snapped in Anne's head. Something that had not taken place in over two years. All of the sudden she was lost in passion. She hugged Jen like if they had been long lost lovers and kissed her passionately, almost desperately. She ran her hands all over the younger girl's body squeezing her ass while burying her tongue deep in Jen's mouth. When Jen came up for breath Anne continue kissing her moving her tongue to her neck and shoulder. Eventually she pushed Jen down on the carpeted floor and went back to kissing her mouth and face. Jen opened her legs and Anne's leg fell between them. Anne started to grind her mound on Jen's as a man would do if he were fucking her. Jen pulled her legs up and wrapped them around Anne as both women made out. The heat and friction between the bodies caused both women to moan in each other's mouths. When Anne slid up on Jen's body she would deposit a streak of wetness on the top of her pussy mound which provided enough moister to keep them from burning each other. Jen, in the heat of passion, pushed Anne over so that she was now top. She looked up and saw the view in the mirror which reached to the floor and understood why it made Anne so hot before. The scene was so erotically hot. Anne grabbed hold of Jen's ass cheeks and pulled her up her body leaving a trail of pussy juice along the way. Anne then pushed Jen up over her breasts and shoulders until the younger girl's pussy rested right over her mouth. Anne could smell the aroma of arousal and see that Jen's pussy was moist. Anne grabbed hold of Jen's ass and lowered her body so that Jen's pussy made contact with her mouth. Jen whimpered in a high pitch voice as she looked down and saw that beautiful face covered by her sex. Anne's tongue fucked Jen's hole occasionally moving her body down so she could lick her clit. Jen looked up at the mirror again and the sight made her shiver with excitement. There lay Anne underneath her. Anne's nose would rub Jen's clit as her tongue fucked her hole and Jen could see all of this in the mirror in front of her. Jen was on fire. The same passion and hunger that Anne had sensed in few minutes ago that led her to attack Jen was now burning inside Jen. She began to rock back and forth on Anne's face moaning quietly and softly. Anne could feel the muscles in Jen's legs tighten as she built to the impending orgasm. Just as Jen began to peak, something inside her pussy gave way and juices started flowing soaking Anne below. Anne knew what was happening and opened her mouth over the pussy opening and started drinking it up as fast as she could. This juicy outflow tasted sweeter than she remembered the first time she tasted Jen. Perhaps in the shower it got deluded or maybe Jen didn't cum as hard then. Whatever the reason, Anne was getting a mouthful of Jen's pussy juices and it tasted wonderful. The younger girl shook and grinding her pussy on the older woman's face. Anne held on making sure she got every drop. She couldn't believe how turned on she was at the thought of doing this. She had always loved to have Jim cum in her mouth. It made her feel sexy and in control. When Jen came down she collapsed right over Anne's head. Anne scooted down and turned on her stomach facing the Jen's ass. The younger girl was lying on her stomach spread eagle on the floor. Anne kissed up her legs, inner thighs, and her butt cheeks. She spread the cheeks and licked the remaining juices that oozed from Jen's pussy hole. Jen moaned wiggling her ass. Anne licked up to the rosebud shaped anus parting the cheeks more. Jen's ass was covered in her own juices which Anne diligently cleaned up with her tongue. Jen moaned softly again, "If you keep that up you will have me going again in no time." Anne didn't respond but keep on licking and kissing every square inch of the younger girl's backside. She then moved up her back kissing and licking along the way. When she got up to Jen's head, Jen leaned back and kissed her. For the first time Jen tasted herself on Anne's mouth. She could also smell herself on Anne's face which glistened with pussy juices. Anne rolled to the side and both girls kissed each other for a few minutes. "I guess we better get moving or they will think we fell into a black hole or something," said Anne while running her fingers through Jen's hair. "We fell into a hole alright," responded Jen bringing a laugh from Anne. They got up and tried some clothes on picking out a couple of things that looked good on them. Once everything was in its place, the girls started to dress. Before Anne could get dressed though Jen came up from behind and hugged her. They stood there looking at the big mirror in front to them. Jen reached up cupping Anne's breasts with both hands. Anne thought back about the times Jim would come up behind her when she was in front of the bathroom mirror and do the same thing. "Mrs. Morris, you are one hot mama!" pronounced Jen. Anne smiled big almost blushing, "If you keep saying that you are going give me a big head." Jen reached down with one hand to small patch of hair on top of Anne's pussy and ran her fingers through it before rubbing her pussy lips. "I can only speak the truth as I see it," replied Jen. Anne shook her head smiling, "Girl we better get out of here before they send a rescue team in here to get us." Jen reached around and cupped Anne's ass cheeks, "If you say so Madame." As they started to gather their clothes, Jen got this mischievous look on her face. She reached down and picked up Anne's panties, looked up at Anne, and proceeded to put them on. "What are you doing silly girl?" asked Anne. "Well, since you had mine in your mouth, I think I will wear these." Anne smiled smacking Jen on the backside, "Whatever!" Anne picked up Jen's baby blue panties and put them on. They got dressed, gathered their stuff and walked out of the dressing room. As they handed the dressing room key to the attendant she smiled and winked at them as if she knew what they had done in there. Anne and Jen blushed and laughed as they walked out to the main mall concourse. They did some serious shopping and then had lunch in a quaint little restaurant on the second floor of the Mall. After lunch they headed out to get the kids and then back to Anne's house for the evening. (More to come...) The Young Widow Ch. 05 (This is the continued story of Anne and Jen. I'm sorry for the long delay. It's hard to find the find time these days. I want to thank all of you for your nice comments on the first five chapters. I'm sorry about the use of "gaited" in chapter 4. That's what I get for not trusting "spell check." I hope you like the twist that this chapter will take. I'm trying to keep it realistic so I hope this chapter keeps everyone interested) * The remainder of the weekend was filled with a series of tender movements where Anne and Jen explored each other in as many ways as two people could. School was cancelled on Monday but Jen was able to drive home that night. It was difficult for the two women to part after such amazing weekend, but life had to continue and Anne felt it best that they keep things as normal as possible. Jen agreed with that strategy. So every other weekend Anne would call Jen to babysit but they actually just stayed home and continued to explore their relationships. Just before Spring Break Anne called Jen to see if she could baby sit over the weekend. Anne's baby sister Lori was coming to town and the two wanted to go out one night. Anne felt strange actually asking Jen to officially babysit. "I would totally understand if this seems weird for you to do in light of all that we have shared. So, Jen please say so and I will find another babysitter," said Anne with apprehension in her because she knew the kids would have a difficult time with a new person. "Anne, don't sweat it. What are friends for if not to help when we are needed? I would be glad to watch the kids anytime and you know it," replied Jen. "Jen, you are amazing doll. I do you need to be available overnight if possible. Lori wants to go to the capital and we might not be back to the wee hours of the night. Is that ok?" asked Anne. "No problem, I will be there right after school if you all want to leave early and get a head start on the traffic," replied Jen. "Oh, that would be awesome. Thank you, Jen. You are a true friend." Anne meant it. She still felt a little guilty about asking Jen to do this but she was really out of options and she really hadn't spent a lot time with Lori in the past few years. "You are most welcomed and I'll see about 3:00 on Friday," said Jen. When Friday rolled around Jen was at Anne's door at 3:30 sharp. When Gracie and Johnny saw her they ran up to her and almost tackled her to the ground. It had been almost three weeks since they had seen Jen and they were thrilled. They showed her their new games and told her all the plans they had for the weekend. When Jen saw Lori coming down the stairs she was almost in shock. Lori was a younger version of Anne except she appeared taller and not quite as endowed. She was, however, absolute gorgeous. "Who ever put this gene pool together must have been drawing from the gods," Jen thought to herself. Lori had darker hair than Anne and as she approached Jen to great her, Jen noticed that she had the prettiest green eyes she had ever seen. Lori's features were striking. Jen could not get over how much she looked like her big sister. In fact, with the exception of the hair and eye color, Lori looked the picture of Anne in her wedding album. Lori reached her hand out and said with a smile, "You must be the famous Jen I've hearing about all day." "Guilty as charged," replied Jen taking Lori's hand and shaking it. "That's all these two munchkins have talked about all day, 'When's Jen coming over?'" said Lori smiling at the two kids that were hanging all over Jen. "Yeah, I have missed them too," replied Jen. Looking back at Lori, Jen noticed Anne making her way down the stairs. Anne looked radiant. "Wow, look at you!" exclaimed Jen. "Should I call a body guard for you two?" Anne smiled, "I think we can handle ourselves, what do you think Lori?" "Oh, we will manage somehow I think." responded Lori. "Well, I don't know where you are going but I know one thing you two will be hottest women there." Jen said playfully. "Ah, nobody will take notice of us, me an old widow and Lori a married woman. They will take one look at us and turn right on their tracks," answered Ann. "We'll see," replied Jen, "I bet the guys will be tripping on their tongues trying to get at you two." Anne and Lori laughed. "Well, we better get on the road. You have my cell as usual but I left the number of the restaurant and I will call you if we go anywhere else afterward," Anne said taking a more serious tone. "We'll be fine," scold Jen, "Just go and have a good time!" "We will definitely give it our best shot," said Lori as she head out the door leading to the garage. Anne hugged and kissed the kids while she gave them her last motherly instructions. She leaned in and kissed Jen on the cheek and whispered a thank you in her ear. "Go and have fun," whispered Jen, "You deserve it." Anne winked at her and went out the door. ............................................... Anne and Lori did a lot of catching up in the car. The drive to the capital took about 45 minutes to an hour depending on the traffic. Anne had made a reservation at a five star Italian restaurant in the center of town. Lori asked Anne if she knew of a good place to maybe going dancing after dinner. Anne remembered a placed that was owned by one of Jim's friends not far from the restaurant. She wished that she had called ahead but it had escaped her mind. But she was sure that she could get in. The girls had a delightful dinner complete with desert. The restaurant had a violin trio that played sweet Italian music while people ate. The whole ambiance was romantic and classy. After dinner, the girls headed for the club owned by Jim's friend. As they drove around the front they noticed a long line that moved from the center of the building to almost halfway around one of the sides. "Wow, Anne, I don't think we are going to get into that place," said Lori. Anne pulled up the front and a valet came out to her car. Anne rolled the window down and spoke to the young man, "Looks like a long wait. How long would you say?" The young man looked at Anne and said, "It's about an hour to an hour and half wait right now." "Wow," replied Anne in amazement. "Is Mike here tonight?" "Mike Tinsdale?" asked the young man. Anne nodded in the affirmative "Yes, Mam, he is," replied the attendant, "Do you know him personally?" "Kind of, he was a friend of my late husband," answered Anne. "If you like I can park your car for you and you can check with Antwan at the door to see if he can get Mike for you," said the young man. Anne and Lori exited the car, the attendant jumped in while another one gave Anne a claim ticket. Antwan was hard to miss. He stood about 6'5" and must have weighed at least 250 lbs and none of it was fat. Anne thought he could have easily played pro football. His arms alone were the size of Anne's waist. Anne and Lori approached Antwan and the large African-American man smiled at them and asked, "What can I do for you lovely ladies tonight?" Anne, "Antwan, I was wondering if Mike Tinsdale is here tonight?" "I believe he is," boomed Antwan, apparently used to speaking over the loud music coming from within the club. "Would you like to speak to him?" he asked. "Yes, if it is not too much trouble. Tell him that Anne Morris is asking for him." Anne wasn't sure if Mike would even remember her or not but it was worth a try. Antwan got on his walkie-talkie and called for Mike. Anne couldn't hear the conversation over the music but soon Antwan made his way back to the Anne and Lori and said, "Mr. Tinsdale says to wait right here and he will be with you momentarily." "Thank you," replied Anne still uncertain. About five minutes later, Mike came out looking just like Anne had last remembered him. The last time Anne saw him was at Jim's funeral almost two years ago. Mike smiled at her and came up and hugged her. "To what do I owe the honor?" asked Mike apparently pleased to her. "My sister and I came into town to kind of let our hair down a little and I thought that maybe we could check out your club. But I see the line is half around the block. You must be doing really well," responded Anne. "Well, I wish you had called ahead of time and I would have sent my limo to get you." Turning to Antwan, Mike continued, "Antwan let's escort these ladies in." Mike took Anne by the arm and led her into the club. The building was huge with lights flashing from the high ceiling and a large wooden dance floor that was flooded with dancing bodied. On the far end was a large bar that could probably seat 50 or more people. Above the bar there a balcony which Anne remembered served as a lounge area with tables, booths, and couches for people who just wanted to hang out. Mike led the ladies to one end of the bar which had two seats reserved and helped both ladies take a seat on the stools. Mike motioned for one of the pairs of bar tenders to come to him. A young man of about 23 and young woman of about the same age came over to Mike. "This is Anne and Lori," said Mike pointing out the women to the bar tenders, "Anne and Lori this Chris and Amanda." Anne and Lori held out their hands and greeted the couple. Mike continued, "Whatever these ladies want to drink tonight is on the house and I will take care of the tip personally. You two understand?" "Yes Sir!" came the reply from both. Chris turned to Anne and Lori and asked, "What can I start you with?" Lori ordered a daiquiri. Anne turned to face Mike and said, "I probably need to do something without alcohol since one of us needs to drive home." Mike looked at her as to say, "Are you kidding?" He called on his radio for a guy named Andrew. When Andrew came -- another handsome, twenty-something young man -- Mike introduced him to the ladies. "Andrew," Mike instructed, "These ladies are my personal guests tonight. Whatever they need you get for them. When they are ready to leave I want you to get Oscar drive them home in the limo while one of you follows them in their car." Andrew agreed saying, "Yes, Mr. Tinsdale." Mike turned to Anne, "Do you have your claim ticket for your car?" Anne reached in her purse and handed it to Andrew. "Now, if I remember correctly you are white wine lover," Mike said with smile. "Wow, you have a great memory," responded Anne in genuine surprise. "Andrew, you know where I keep some of my choice stuff in my office. I believe on the third row up about two-thirds of the way down I have two bottles of a really nice white wine that I picked up a couple of years ago. Go get it and bring to Chris," instructed Mike. "Chris, when you get it, serve it only to Anne and when she leaves if there is any leftover give her the bottle to take home. Also, Andrew as soon as you can, reserve the VIP booth in the lounge area for them." With that said Mike turned to the women and said, "Ladies, I hope you have a great time tonight. If you need anything just ask Andrew or Chris and they will make sure to get it for you. When you are ready to leave let Andrew know and he will take care of you." "Mike this is so nice of you. You really didn't have to go to so much trouble," said Anne with an overwhelmed look on her face. "Anne, Jim was one of the best people I have had the privilege of knowing in my life. He helped me get this place and he was the only one who saw the vision that I saw in this place. If it wasn't for him I would not be where I am today. This place was as much his as it is mine. Next time you plan to come to town call me and I will be sure that I have everything ready for you," said Mike as he reached out and kissed Anne's hand. "Thank you, Mike," said Anne and Lori almost in unison. Lori looked Anne with an impressed look on her face. "Wow, do you have connections or what?" "Believe me I'm as surprised as you are. Jim brought me here a few times but I don't remember being treated this good," said Anne. Soon Andrew came back to the bar area handing a bottle of white wine to Chris. He popped the cork and served it in an elegant glass to Anne. Anne tasted it and it was just like Mike described it, exquisite. Anne and Lori scouted the dance floor trying to determine how to best approach the challenge of getting on it. As they both turned back to the bar Amanda appeared with another daiquiri for Lori. Amanda pointed with her head towards the other side of the bar, "This is from the guys over there," pointing at them. Three good looking young men waved at them from the other side of the bar. They all looked like they were in twenties and cut out of an Abercrombie & Finch magazine. Lori smiled and waved back. Anne just shook her head in disbelief. Soon the young men made their way toward Anne and Jen introducing themselves. Adam was tall, muscular with blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes. Derik had a military hair cut with muscular arms and beautiful smile. Greg had black hair which made his blue eyes look even more stunning. Derik asked Lori if she wanted to dance and without waiting for a reply whisked her away. The other two stood close to Anne trying to figure out who would ask her first. Finally, Greg asked if she wanted to dance and Anne accepted. About the time they hit the floor the music slowed down to a slower dance. Greg held Anne at a safe distance but close enough as to not make the dance too difficult. Anne appreciated his attempt at being a gentleman but moved in a little closer which Greg interpreted as a go to holder her closer. It felt so good to Anne to once again be in a man's arms. At the same time she was conflicted. She had told herself that she had not given up men altogether despite her attraction to Jen the past few months. But a part of her felt like she was cheating for feeling this way. The dance was soon over and Greg walked her back to her seat at the bar. Chris refilled her wine glass while she scanned the dance floor. The music was so different then when Jim brought her here. She loved to dance to swing music and even a little salsa. None of that was playing tonight. As she scanned the flood she saw women moving seductively almost grinding against their partners. Then she saw it. There was Lori dancing with Derik in the same seductive movements that the other girls were using. Anne could not believe her eyes. She almost had to pick up her jaw off the ground. First, Lori had one of her legs between Derik's and he had one his legs in between hers. Then Lori would spin around with her back to Derik and ride her ass up and down his mid-section. Anne could not believe her eyes. Her married baby sister was doing what she thought was a slutty dance with a stranger she just met. When the music was over Lori and Derik made their way back to the bar. Anne noticed right away that Lori's dancing had produced a rather large lump in Derik's pants. As Lori got closer she smiled wickedly at Anne. Anne gave her a disapproving look like a mother to a teenage daughter. "What?" asked Lori. "Well, for starters you are married woman," said Anne discretely so to not be over heard by the guys. "I'm just having a good time," answered Lori. "I can see that," scold Anne, "and he is wearing it with pride it seems." "I can't help that," answered Lori still smiling wickedly. "Just be careful," warned Anne, "You don't want to start something you know you can't finish. Plus it's cruel to tease these poor guys." "I'll be careful," answered Lori, "Plus that's what I got you here for to watch me like a mother hen." With that Derik asked her to dance once again and off they went. Anne shook her head and smiled. Almost instantly Adam reached out his hand asking her to dance. Anne looked at him a little unsure seeing the kind of dancing that was taking place on the floor. "I'm not sure if I know how to do that?" said Anne kind of hoping to dissuade him. But Adam would not have any of it and led her to the dance floor. "Just do what you feel comfortable doing," he said over the loud music. So Anne looked from side to side and tried to mimic the moves of the girls around her. She had always been a good dancer so it wasn't hard for her to get into the rhythm of music and moves. She would not have had any problems doing this kind of dancing if Jim was her partner. But she felt strange doing this with a complete stranger. By the second song she had down the nuances of the dance moves. To anyone looking at the dance floor it would appear that she knew exactly what she was doing. The movements of her body brought her ever closer to the muscular young man. As their bodies touched Anne could feel the electricity flowing through her body. Maybe it was the wine or perhaps the atmosphere but somehow Anne let herself go, not outright, but enough to encourage Adam who pushed the envelope a little further. When Anne turned her back to him, he put his hand on her hips moving her closer to his body. She could feel his manhood rubbing against her backside. After a few gyrations she felt something growing between his legs. She wanted to stop but didn't want to make a scene. When the next move brought her face to face with him she could see the desire in his eyes. That definitely brought back memories. Her leg touched the inside of his which brought it in direct contact to his now enlarged member. She could believe the size of it. It was aiming down toward his knee extending almost half way down his inner thigh. Mercifully the music stopped. Anne was about to turn and go back to her stool when Greg came up behind her. "You're not leaving now are you?" he asked in hurt voice. Anne appeared breathless and a little disoriented. "I was going to get something to drink," she said fishing for an excuse. But once again the music started and Greg took her hand bringing her back to the dance floor. Adam was still standing where she left him. Greg started dancing encouraging her to join him. Reluctantly Anne started to move with music. Within a few bars she was back into the rhythm of the music. When she spun around she was surprised to find that Adam was still there. Both men were dancing with her at the same time. Greg pressed in from behind holding her hips as she moved up and down. Adam pressed up against her body from the front putting one of his legs between hers while placing his hands on the side of her body. Both men were now pressing close to her body. When they stepped back it was her cue to turn and face Greg, Once again the boys moved in almost squeezing her between them. Anne could again feel the growing member in Adam's pants. "It must be huge!" she thought to herself. She could also feel the hard-on in Greg's pants. The heat between the two men was so intense that it was making Anne's head spin. She felt powerless and powerful at the same time; powerless because she was not in total control; powerful because she could make these two young, virile men react to her body in such an exciting way. Finally there was a pause in the music and Anne asked, "Ok guys I really need to go use the little girl's room." She made her way back to the bar stool where Lori was sitting looking right at her. Lori raised an eyebrow much like Anne had done to her. "This is different," said Anne breathless, "I'm not married." "I see," answered Lori, "How about the being cruel part, because it appears that you got double the response I got." "Like you said," responded Anne, "I can't help that part. I need go to the restroom." Both ladies went to the restroom. When they came out they danced a few more dances before deciding to call it a night. As promised, Andrew and Oscar took the ladies home in the club's limo. Oscar drove the limo and Andrew drove the Anne's car. On the ride home Anne and Lori recounted the events of the night and laughed almost all the way home. The Young Widow Ch. 05 Walking through the door, Anne noticed that Jen had fallen asleep on the couch. She still had her school books open on the coffee table. Anne came over and put a blanket over her before heading upstairs. She heard the shower going in the guest bath and figured that Lori was showering. She went to her bedroom, got undressed, removed her makeup and jumped in the shower for a quick rinse. Her skin still tingled from all the excitement of the night. She was tempted to reach down and touch herself but decided against it. She was way too tired she told herself. Once she dried off, she walked into the bedroom and crawled into bed without putting on anything. She lay there processing the excitement of the night wondering how far she would have gone if Lori hadn't been there. The thought lingered as she imagined Adam and Greg tag-teaming her. She quickly dismissed the idea and tried to go to sleep. Anne awoke about an hour later thinking it was later. She was still restless. "Oh hell," she said to herself, "I should have just gotten it over with in the shower." She decided to go down stairs for a drink of water. She walked quietly by the guestroom where Lori was sleeping and into the kitchen. She turned on only the small light over the frig so to not wake Jen. Walking quietly by the family room, she made her way to the landing heading upstairs. "How did it go?" Jen's voice broke through the darkness of the room. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," said Anne almost in a whisper. "It's ok, I was already sort of awake," replied Jen. Anne walked over to the couch and sat at Jen's feet. "So, how was it? How did it go?" asked Jen again while reaching up and turning on the lamp behind her. Anne recounted the events of the evening not volunteering more information that she had too. "So how did it feel to dance with those young hunks?" inquired Jen excitedly. "You really don't want to know all that do you?" asked Anne. "Of course I do," replied Jen. "Come on spill the beans. How did it feel to dance with those guys after all this time without, you know, a man?" Anne told her about the dance and the hard-ons blushing through it all. "Wow, that's awesome," exclaimed Jen with excitement. "You seemed to be more excited about this than I am," pronounced Anne. "I just wanted you to have fun tonight. You deserve it." Jen reached out and held Anne's hand. "Well it was kind of fun. It's nice to know that I can still have that kind of effect on men," said Anne. Jen laughed, "I can't believe you don't see it." "I don't see what?" asked Anne. "You don't see the effect you have on men, actually on men and women," replied Jen. "What effect are talking about?" asked Anne in honest confusion. "I guess you are the only one that doesn't see it. But I see it all the time even in church," replied Jen. "I see the way men look at you and how their wives look at you. The men look at you trying to undress you with their eyes. The women look at you with either a jealous scorn or regret wishing their husbands looked at them that way." Anne thought for a moment, "You see all that? I know men look at me but I figured they would do that to any woman who had two legs and a decent looking body." "Well, yes, men do look," answered Jen, "But with you it's more than just a look, its desire and sometimes even longing. I'm sure if I looked harder I could probably say the same thing about some of the women. Who knows?" Anne smiled, "Well I guess I should pay more attention to what's going on around me." "No, don't do that," retorted Jen, "That's part of what makes you so attractive. You not be aware lets you be you without wondering if people are behaving a certain way just because of your looks. The fact that you are unaware of the reaction that you incite in people is a plus not a minus as far as I'm concern." "Ok, I'll keep being oblivious," said Anne throwing her arms up in the air. Jen laughed and leaned in kissed her softly on the lips. Anne moaned into her mouth. "Don't start something you can't finish." "I always finish what I start," returned Jen. She reached inside the robe cupping one of Anne's breasts while leaning in and kissing her again, this time with more passion. Anne returned the kiss allowing Jen to feel her up. Unbeknownst to either of them at that moment Lori was headed down the stairs to get a drink of water. As she was about to turn the corner she heard voices which caused her to stop and peek into the family room. Only the lamp behind where Jen was sitting was on but it was enough light to afford Jen a good look at the two women sitting on the couch. She watched in utter amazement as Jen leaned in to kiss Anne. She could not believe what she was seeing. It appeared that her sister was not doing anything to discourage this teenage girl from kissing her. When she saw Jen reach into Anne's robe she almost gasped out loud. Lori's head was spinning trying to make sense of what she was seeing verses what her braining was telling her. But there it was right in front of her. Here was her big sister, conservative, church-going sister kissing another woman! She was like frozen in time and she couldn't move. Her eyes adjusted to the dim light and she could make out pretty much everything they were doing. She watched as Jen reached up and pulled the robe back over Anne's shoulders to expose her breasts. It had been a long time since she had seen her sister naked but it appeared that she had not lost much through the years. Her breasts looked almost identical to what she remember, perhaps a little larger. Jen massaged them with her hands while continue to explore Anne's mouth. Eventually Jen began to kiss Anne's neck and shoulders making her way to Anne's breasts. Lori was still in total disbelief but at the same time she wasn't turned off by it. When Jen reached Anne's breasts she took one in her hand bring her mouth to meet it sucking it and kissing it. Anne's head leaned back with her eyes closed. Lori swore she heard Anne whimper. Jen pushed Anne back so that her head rested on the large arm of the couch. She began a gentle but constant assault on Anne's breasts. Anne stroked her hair occasionally looking down at what Jen was doing to her. She moaned quietly as Jen worked on her nipples. Lori was still frozen in place. Part of her wanted to scream out, "What the hell you two doing!?" But another part of her could not believe how turned on she was by the scene unfolding on the other side of the room. She watched in amazement as Lori started to work down Anne's body until she came to rest with her head between her legs. Jen kissed both inner thighs before settling down between Anne's legs to feast. Lori felt this strange heat building within her own body. She reasoned to herself that she should be turned off by such a display. But if she was honest with herself what she saw in front of her was making her hot. Maybe its result of the alcohol she consumed earlier or the fact that she was half asleep that made her feel almost dizzy at the scene her eyes were beholding. Whatever the reason for her current condition, that fact was that she was turned on by what she was seeing. Lori had this uncontrollable urge to touch herself. She quietly stepped back up the stairs where she would be totally out of sight and reached down and pulled off her panties, which were unexplainably wet, putting them in her robe pocket. Then she quietly moved back to just above the clearing where she again had a line of sight to the couch. Lori crouched down sitting on the stairs in a place where she would not be seen adjusting her body so that she could see Anne and Jen. Once in place, Lori readjusted her eyes to the light so she could once again focus on the unfolding scene across the room. She took her right hand and worked it between her legs finding her now moist pussy. As she looked at her sister and Jen on the couch she started to play with herself. It felt strange and yet incredibly hot. Lori had never really seen Anne in this way before. To her Anne looked so sexy and hot. Her legs, now bent at the knee, were well toned and Lori could see Anne's calf muscles ripple as she raised her bottom up to meet Jen's mouth. She watched Anne push Jen's face into her mound throwing her head back while moaning in obvious delight. Lori never imagined that two women having sex could be so hot and exciting. She worked her hand feverishly on her clit occasionally working a finger or two toward her G-Spot. When she saw Anne raise her butt off the couch and groan loudly in obvious orgasm it was more than she could handle. Lori bit her lower lip as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. She kept her eyes open watching Anne moving through her own climax. When Lori calmed down she debated about getting up and going back to bed. But she was way too curious to see what would happen for her to move now. Once Anne had calmed down, Jen kissed her way up Anne's body kissing, licking, and nibbling. When she got face to face with Anne they kissed softly and tenderly. Lori watch for several minutes to see what would happen next. It appeared that Anne and Jen were talking but Lori could not make out what they were saying. After what seemed like five or six minutes Jen sat up and Anne came up to meet her. They kissed again embracing. Anne reached down and pulled up Jen's sweatshirt. She had Jen stand in front of her (her back to Lori) and removed her pants. Anne then pulled down her panties. When Jen sat back down Anne removed her bra so that Jen was completely naked. From what Lori could see Jen had a pretty nice body for a girl her age. It was not as tone or tan as Anne's but it was still very attractive. Lori watched Anne gently push Jen down on the couch and crawled on top of her. The girls began to kiss once again. Lori was in complete disbelief at what it appeared that Anne was about to do to Jen. "Was she really going to go down on this girl?" Jen thought to herself, but she already knew the answer. Before long Anne had her lips wrapped around one Jen's breasts sucking on it to the delight of the younger girl. Again, Lori's hand made its way back between her legs. She felt almost possessed. When Anne moved down Jen's body and stopped at her pussy, Lori moaned quietly catching herself before she was heard. Actually Jen moaned almost simultaneously covering up Loir's almost slip up. Lori watched her sister's head bobbing up and down between Jen's legs causing the younger girl to raise her hips driving her pussy further into Anne's mouth. Jen reached out and grabbed hold of Anne's head smashing her mouth into her mound. She threw her head back as the waves hit her. Lori knew exactly what was happening and the thought of her big sister making this teenage girl cum brought her to the brink again. She bit her bottom lip again as another orgasm hit her. It was so strong it brought tears to her eyes. This time it took longer for her to come down but lucky for her Anne and Jen had not moved from the couch. Anne had worked her way up to Jen's face and the two were kissing and stroking each other's faces while talking softly. It took a couple of minutes for the blood to return to Lori's legs. Once she had recovered her balance she quietly made her way up the stairs and back to her room. The images of what she had just witnessed were still swimming in her head. Maybe it was all a dream. If it was a dream, it was the most vivid, exciting, sexy thing she had ever seen. She could not believe that something like that could have turned her on the way it did. Soon the exhaustion of the day along with the complete satisfaction of two orgasms caught up with her and she fell asleep. Anne kissed Jen for several minutes. The release was what the doctor ordered as her body started to feel the tiredness of the late hour. "I better get a few winks before the kiddos get come bouncing in," said Anne while yawning. "I told them to come downstairs when they woke up so as to not wake you guys," replied Jen. "I will fix them breakfast and make sure they are settled down here before I leave in the morning." "Oh, that so awesome, thank you," smiled Anne. "I put some cash on the kitchen counter for you. Thank you again sweetie." Anne kissed her and said goodnight. -------------------------------------------------- The next morning when Anne came downstairs the kids were watching TV nicely in the family room. When they saw their mother they got up and ran to her hugging her and kissing her. Anne noticed that the money on the counter was gone, the breakfast plates were put up, coffee was made, and the kitchen cleaned up. Anne smiled to herself as she poured herself a cup of coffee. She had grown to appreciate Jen more than she could count. About an hour later, Lori came downstairs a bit hung over but not too bad for the wear. "Good morning," Anne smiled at her as she walked in. "I was wondering if I was going to have to go in there and shock you back to life." "Where's the coffee," snorted Lori pretending she was blind. "I guess I'm getting a little too old for this stuff." Anne smiled at her, "Ah, you are just out of practice." Anne poured Lori a cup of coffee as both women sat across from each other in the breakfast nook. Lori wanted so badly to bring up what she saw the night before. But she really didn't want to embarrass Anne. She thought it would be better to wait for Anne to tell her, if there was anything to tell. After all, she couldn't say too much, she had gotten off twice just spying on Anne. Anne looked at Jen and smiled at her and sheepishly asked, "Do you have any plans the second week of April?" "Nothing that I can think of, why?" asked Lori. "Well, Mom and Dad want to take Johnny and Gracie to Florida for that week. I was thinking that they could take your Amber too and we could spend a week in the Cayman Islands," Anne voice sounded distant as she made the request. "What's in the Cayman Islands," asked Lori. Anne answered looking into her coffee cup, "Jim's parents own a bungalow on the beach and they have been offering it to me ever since Jim died. When I mentioned Spring Break as a possibility to them they immediately jumped on it and have reserved it for me from Saturday to Sunday. What do you think?" "Just the two of us?" asked Lori again. "Actually I was thinking of invite Jen to go with us. She has been such a great help to me these past couple of months. Not sure if she can get away but I thought I would invite her if it is ok with you." Anne still hadn't looked up from her coffee mug. The scene of the night before flashed through Lori's head. "Why does she want me to go? She could just take Jen and the two of them could have a week of undisturbed sex. But the fact that Anne had asked her first and left it up to her to decide if Anne should Jen or not, seem to indicate that Anne really wanted her to go." "I will check with Doug, but I think I can make it. And if you really want Jen to come I have no problem with her coming with us." Lori couldn't believe she said that last part. A part of her was still unsure of what she witnessed the night before. Another part of her was curious about where this could lead. Anne finally looked up and smiled, "Thanks Lori, I think I need to get out of this house for a bit. A change of scenery might just be what the doctor ordered." "I agree," responded Lori. Lori didn't broach the subject any further. She figured that if Anne wanted to tell her she would. Maybe this trip was a way for Anne to explain what was happening in her life. Lori left around lunch time. As soon as Lori walked out the door, Anne called Jen. "Hey Jen, I have something I need to ask you," said Anne. "Ok," replied Jen. "Do you have any plans for Spring Break?" asked Anne. "Nothing special, why?" answered Jen. "How would you like to spend a week with me and my sister Lori in the Cayman Islands?" asked Anne with a little excitement in her voice. "Really?" exclaimed Jen. "That would be amazing! I would love to go!" "Do you have a passport?" asked Anne. "I sure do! Wow, thank you for inviting me!" yelled Jen. "Well, make sure you check with your parents and if they have any questions tell them to feel free and call me and I will give them all the details," said Anne. "Absolutely," replied Jen. "I can't wait!" (to be continued) The Young Widow Ch. 06 (Well, this took so long to finally get it out. My laptop crashed with it three-thirds done and I just couldn't get back into the swing of writing. I hope the turn in the story works for you all) The days could not go by fast enough for Jen. Her excitement could hardly be contained. All her school friends were jealous of her with the exception of wondering what she was going to do with an "older women" on this trip. "If only they knew," thought Jen to herself. The weekend before the trip Anne took Jen shopping. The girls bought some bikinis complete with matching wraps. They bought a couple of sundresses, sunglasses, and sandals. When the day finally arrived, Anne picked up Jen right after school and along with the Gracie and Johnny drove to Anne's parent's house, about a five hour drive. They stopped along the way to eat dinner. The long drive gave them the opportunity to catch up on life. Jen asked questions about Anne's family and her childhood. Jen found out that Anne has another sister named Liz that lives in California. During the discussions, Anne brought up the subject of how they were going to handle the week with Lori. It was decided that they would not risk being discovered. Unless they were sure of not being discovered, they would refrain from any physical activities. Jen was ok with that. She didn't want to put Anne in an awkward situation with her sister. They arrived at Anne's parents about 9:30 that night. Lori arrived about an hour later. The girls were soon asleep, Lori and Anne in their old rooms, and Jen in Liz's room. They got up early to meet the shuttle van that came to pick them up. They were at the gate by 8:00 AM and boarded by 9:00 AM. They arrived in Miami at 11:30 and they made their connection that boarded at 1:00 PM and they were in the air by 2:00 PM arriving in Cayman Island about 2:25 PM. They had an hour layover before taking the jumper flight to Little Cayman. They were met by a driver at the airport who loaded their bags onto a Landrover and then about an hour to the house on the northeast side of the Island. They pulled up to house, a ranch style house with bright Caribbean colors, surrounded by lush vegetation giving it extreme privacy. The driver unloaded the luggage and carried it into the house. Once inside a short black man with a British accent greeted them. "I'm Jameson Crawley. Mr. Morris hired me to cook and look after you girls this week." The ladies introduced themselves to Jameson. Jameson showed them to their rooms. Lori and Anne picked a large room with two queen beds. Jen got one with a large king sized bed. Each room had its own bathroom and French doors that opened up to the beach. There was a large kitchen and dining area towards the front of the house. The backside of the house had a large family area with pit coaches and a large screen TV mounted on the wall. As they walked through the family room there were two sets French doors that opened up to a covered patio. The patio had a large glass table which Jameson had filled with fresh tropical fruit, breads and cheese, and small cuts of meat. Beyond the patio there was a small pool with an in-ground Jacuzzi. About 50 feet beyond the pool the ladies could see the white sand, and about 25 yards beyond that, the crystal blue water of the Caribbean. The ladies stood there for several minutes in stunned amazement. They felt the ocean breeze on their faces as they breathed in the salt air. It was as though the scene alone was enough to wash away all their stress and cares. The ladies ate around the table unable to take their eyes away from the blue water in front of them. After dinner they went to their rooms and unpacked their luggage. They each changed clothes and went back out to the patio taking a seat on rocking chairs. The scene was incredible. They watched the sunset as it disappeared over the Caribbean Ocean. Jen had never seen anything so breathtaking. Jameson came out to the patio just as the sun set, "If there is nothing else you ladies need this evening, I will take my leave. My telephone number is on the wall in the kitchen should you need anything. I will be back in the morning to fix breakfast." "Thank you Jameson, have a good night," said Anne and echoed by the other two. The girls sat there for about half hour. Nothing much was said between the girls. Jen was the first to get up. "I'm a tired. I think I'm going to go take a shower and hit the hay," said Jen. "Goodnight Jen," said Anne. Lori nodded in agreement but said nothing. Anne had noticed that Lori had not said much all day long. Maybe she was tired, Anne reasoned. Anne and Lori sat in the rocking chairs with their knees drawn up. They wrapped their arms around their legs resting their chin on the top of their knees. They sat in the dim light of the candles that Jameson had lit before leaving. The sound of the waves provided a soothing backdrop as the women sat just two feet apart. Lori was the first to break the silence, "We haven't really talked much since the funeral. How are you doing?" Anne stared at the ground in front of her for a few seconds before answering, "Honestly, I have some good days and some bad days. But the good days are outnumbering the bad. I miss Jim so much some days. Almost daily I'm reminded of something Jim did to take care of us. He was such a good husband, father, and provider." Tears began to weld up in her eyes. Lori looked over and noticed tears slowing rolling down Anne's cheek. Anne continued, "I know that you can't really prepare yourself for something like that, but Jim's death really threw me for an emotional loop." "I can't even begin to imagine what that feels like," said Jen. "I was always a little jealous of you and Jim." "Why do you say that?" asked Anne. "Don't get me wrong, I love Doug, but Jim was one of those one-in-a-million kind of guys. I always admired the way he treated you, like if you were a queen," Lori continued. Anne smiled as she wiped away the tears from eyes. "Now you know why it's so hard to go on dates. The half dozen I have been on have been such a great disappointment. Maybe Jim set the bar so high for me that no man can possibly hold a candle to him. It's like you said, one-in-a-million." Anne said this while still staring at the ground. The memory of Jim at the moment overwhelmed her. The tears began to flow more freely now. "He was that Anne. Doug is good to me and the kids and I love him, but he doesn't hold a candle to Jim. Very few will," said Lori reaching out rubbing Anne's shoulder. Both women were silent for few minutes. It was Lori that broke the silence again, "Can I ask you question?" "Sure," answered Anne. "Why did you invite me to come this week?" asked Lori looking down at the tip of her toes on the edge of the rocking chair. "What do mean why? You are my baby sister. Do I need a reason to invite you to spend a week with me?" Anne asked a little confused by the question. "I guess not," replied Lori, "It's just that we have never done much together in the past." "Better reason to spend time together now," replied Anne. "If Jim's death has taught me anything is that life is too short to waste and we need to make the most of it while we can." "I guess you're right about that," replied Lori. "But why did you invite Jen to come with us? If you really wanted to spend time with me why include her?" "Lori, I told you why when I invited her and you told me that you didn't have a problem with it. Had you said something to me before we left I would have uninvited her. Although, it would have been very rude and hurtful to all of the sudden tell her she could not come. But I thought you were ok with this? What has changed your mind?" Anne was now a little disturbed with her sister. It was really so unlike her to be this petty and childish. Lori didn't say anything. She kept staring at her feet rocking slowly back and forth. "Come on Lori, You're killing me here. What's going on?" Anne pleaded. Lori's eyes began to tear up. Anne noticed it. She reached out and touched Lori's arms. "Come on Lori. What's wrong?" she pleaded again a little softer with genuine compassion in her voice. The tears now flowed down Lori's cheeks. After a few minutes of silence to utter three words that she knew would change her relationship with her sister forever. "I saw you." It came out almost as a whisper. "You saw me what?" asked Anne with genuinely perplexed by the statement. "The night I stayed over your house. I saw you and Jen." Lori was still talking in hush tone. Anne's mind raced back to that weekend trying to figure out what Lori could be referring too. And then it hit her, like a punch in gut taking the wind out of her. She started to cry putting her hand over mouth as she weep deep sobs. Through the tears Anne managed a few words, "Oh god, oh god!" "Why didn't you say something before this?" Anne asked after a few minutes elapsed and the shock wore off a bit. "Oh god and then I invite you to come here with me and Jen." Anne threw her head back in the rocking chair as the tears flowed freely now. "You must think I have lost my mind," said Anne. Tears rolled down Lori's face but she said nothing. Anne couldn't take it anymore, "Lori, please say something, anything!" "I don't know what to say," came Lori's reply still in a soft voice barely above a whisper. "Well at least tell me why you didn't say anything? That was more than a month ago. And why in God's name did you come this week?" Anne was now pleading to get some response from her younger sister. "I wanted to say something. I wanted to barge right in there that night and yell at you two. I haven't thought of anything else for the past three weeks," said Lori with a little more confidence in her voice. "Why didn't you?" asked Anne. "I don't know. I guess I was confused. I mean you are my sister and that is something that I never imagined that you would do. So I guess I was in shock." Lori still had the cracking in her voice attempting to speak while holding back the tears. "Oh my god, Lori, I'm sorry that I put you in that position. I figured that you were out from the drinking and dancing," replied Anne. "How did it happen, Anne? I mean is this something you have done before?" asked Lori. "If you are asking if that was the first time Jen and I made love, the answer is 'No.' If you are asking if I've done this before Jen, the answer is also 'No.'" Anne spoke but without looking at Jen. "It just happened. I wasn't looking for it and neither was Jen. I was lonely and she was, well, she is a young woman, you can remember those days." Anne related the story of the stormy night that brought her and Jen together. She left out the explicit details of the night, but she shared enough that Lori could easily fill in the blanks. After a long pause, Anne asked Lori, "How much did you see that night if you don't mind me asking?" "I came downstairs to get a drink," Lori replied, "I heard voices so I stopped at the top of the landing and peaked around the corner. I saw Jen kiss you. When you didn't move but returned the kiss, I couldn't believe my eyes." "Why didn't say something or interrupt us?" asked Anne. "I wanted to but I think I was frozen in the shock," replied Lori. "Well then why didn't you say anything the next morning or the past few weeks?" asked Anne. "I don't know Anne!" retorted Lori, "I guess I was trying to make sense of what I saw." "How long did you stay and watch?" asked Anne realizing that her questions were beginning to aggravate Lori. "Long enough to see that you know how to please another woman," replied Lori with a little scorn in her voice. Anne broke another long pause, "Lori, I'm sorry that I have put you in such an awkward and embarrassing situation. It was never my intention to cause you harm or pain. I know that this is probably very hard for you to understand. You probably think that I have fallen down some rabbit hole or something. It is possible that this will change your opinion of me forever. I can't even begin to imagine what you must be thinking of me right now." Another long pause before Anne continues, "But Lori I'm not sorry for what Jen and I have shared together these past few months. I wasn't looking for it and I'm not saying that I have given up on men altogether, but I'm not going to feel guilty about it either." Again, there was no response from Lori. Her eyes were still focused on her feet and her arms wrapped tightly around her legs. After another long pause, Anne stated, "I guess I can conclude from your silence that you disapprove and that you are disappointed in me therefore this will permanently change our relationship." Finally, Lori broke the silence, "Anne, I'm not judging you or anything. You are my sister and no matter what you choose to do with your life nothing is going to change the fact that I love you. And you can never disappoint me." The tears began to flow again on Anne's face, "You don't know how glad it makes me to hear you say that." "Can I ask you a question without sounding weird or stupid?" asked Lori. "Of course you can," replied Anne, "what do you want know?" "What's it like? You know to be with another woman?" Lori asked sheepishly. Anne thought for a moment, "It's hard to describe, it's different than making love to man beyond the obvious missing ingredient. It's soft and tender. It's an amazing feeling making love to another woman, someone just like you physically. I won't say that it's better than sex with a man, just different." Both women rocked slowly in their chairs as they contemplated. "Can I ask you question, Lori? And you don't have to answer if you don't want to," asked Anne resting her cheek on her knees while looking at Lori. "I guess," replied Lori. "Why did you agree to come this week? I mean if I had seen what you saw I might be tempted to graciously say no or make up some excuse. But you agreed to come the very next morning after witnessing what you saw. Why is that?" Lori thought for a moment trying to figure out how she was going to respond. Before she could respond, Anne spoke up, "By the way, Jen and I had already decided that we would not do anything sexual this week. We were going to just hang out like friends on the beach." Again Lori thought long and hard about how she was going to respond. Sheepishly she replied, "It's ok with me if, you know, you two want to get together." Anne looked at Lori a little puzzled but Lori did not make eye contact. She kept her eyes focused downward. "What do you mean its ok?" asked Anne. Again without looking at Anne, Lori replied, "I mean if you and Jen want to have sex this week I'm ok with it." "So when did it turn from shock and disbelief to acceptance?" asked Anne. Lori was feeling trapped now. How could she admit to her sister that the scene she witness three weeks ago turned her on so much that she got off twice. "Honestly, about five minutes into watching you two making love," Lori's voice quivered while she spoke. Anne tried to process what Lori just said. "I'm not sure I follow you sis. What exactly are you saying?" Lori squeezed her legs hard against her chest as she rocked back and forth in her rocking chair. Tears welded up in her eyes again as she thought back on that night. "Anne, I have never in my life even given a second thought to what you and Jen did that night," Lori said as the tears flowed. "But once I got over the initial shock of what I was seeing (now crying) I'm ashamed to say that it turned me on." Anne smiled and reached her hand stroking Lori's hair. "It's ok Lori, I kind of know what you mean." "It was like I was having an out of body experience and could not control myself." Lori was now crying with her face buried in knees. Anne consoled her, "It's ok hon. you have nothing to be ashamed of." "You don't understand Anne. I haven't been able to get that scene out of my mind since that night and every time I think of it..." Lori tailed off without finishing her sentence almost weeping now. "What it is Lori? It can't be all that bad?" comforted Anne. "I get off on it! There I said it! That night when I saw you and Jen I got myself off twice right there in the stairway. And every time I thought about it ever since the night I have this uncontrollable urge to whack off regardless of where I am. I must sound like a total nut job!" Lori was almost inconsolable. "You are not a nut job Lori," replied Anne, "You saw a beautiful scene between two women and it turned you on. There is nothing wrong with that. It's not like you went into the nearest bar and picked the first woman you saw and screwed her!" "No, it's worse than that," responded Lori, "I got off, or I should say I get off, watching my sister make love to another woman. You got to admit that is wrong on so many levels!" Lori tried to wipe the tears but they were flowing faster than she could keep up. "I don't know Lori; I mean how could you know that if you saw two other women making love right there in front of you that it would not have the same effect on you? That it happened to be your sister is inconsequential," Anne responded trying to comfort Lori. "Anne, I didn't say that I have never seen two women having sex before. I went to college and my roommates got together when they got bored several times with me in the next bed. Doug has also brought some porn home in the guise of spicing up our love life and some of them had girl-on-girl sex. But that never really interested me or got me off." Lori still hadn't lifted her face from her legs. "I'm not sure I'm following Lori. What exactly was the difference between them?" asked Anne truly confused by now. "Damn it this is so hard!" exclaimed Lori, "You must think I'm a complete idiot." "Not all Sweetie, just tell me and I promise I will not think any less of you," replied Anne with real compassion in her voice. "It was you! Ok I said it! You turned me on! God, I have lost my mind!" Lori sobbed uncontrollably now. Anne got up and knelt in front of Lori and consoled her, "It's ok Lori. Actually I'm flattered beyond belief." Lori reached out and hugged Anne. Both women embraced long enough for Lori to calm down. Anne placed her hands on Lori's face and rose up so she could look into her eyes. "Do you feel better now?" Lori nodded in the affirmative. "So, where do we go from here?" asked Anne. "I don't know. I didn't plan for this to happen," responded Lori, "I was hoping you would have the answers." "So let me see if I got this right," Anne said looking into her sister's eyes, "You came this week hoping to catch a glimpse of Jen and me having sex? Does that pretty much cover it?" "At first that was my desire," replied Lori trying desperately to break eye contact with Anne. "And now what is your desire?" asked Anne forcing Lori to look her in the eye. "I... I...was hoping, more wishing, that somehow you would seduce me." Lori closed her eyes to hide the obvious embarrassment. "I see," said Anne using her finger to raise Lori's chin. "Well, you must know that I'm no expert at this no matter what you saw that night. And baby sister you better be sure that this is a road you want travel down because once you take the plunge there is no turning back." "I know. I have tried to talk myself out of this for the past three weeks. You don't know how many times I picked up the phone to dial your number to tell you I wasn't coming but something in me would not let me do it." Anne thought for a few seconds before speaking, "I don't know Lori. What you are suggesting crosses so many lines. I mean Jen and me kind of fell into this. It wasn't something that I planned to do, well at least not the first time anyway. This is different and potentially more dangerous than Jen and me. Besides the fact that you are my sister, there is the little detail of the fact that you are married and to what I consider to be a decent guy. I don't think I could live with the fact that I participated in something that could potentially cause harm to you and your family." The Young Widow Ch. 06 Lori focused her gaze down at her feet first and then back up to Anne's face and asked, "I understand all that. Believe me I know that this is one major rabbit hole. I will totally understand if you are turned off by all of this and nothing more will be said by me about any of it. I didn't come here this week to put pressure on you to do anything. I came because, well let's just say that I couldn't get the vision of you out of my mind and I was partly curious, but also partly jealous of Jen. I don't know if any of this makes any sense." "Honestly Lori there is very little in my life these days that makes any sense. I know for a fact that I'm not ready to declare myself a full-fledge lesbian. But I also know that I really enjoy what I have with Jen. I've not given much thought to the future with regards to that. I have definitely not thought about expanding it beyond what it currently is." It was obvious that Anne was trying to process in her mind how she could justify taking this part of her life down another path. She truly had not considered the fact that she could be attracted to another woman. "All that aside," Lori continued, "Does the idea turn you off completely?" "You mean apart from the fact that you are my sister and you are married?" asked Anne. "Yeah, something like that." Lori once again put her head down. Anne thought for a very long time before answering, "Honestly, I have never looked at you in that way for obvious reasons and I'm not an expert at women watching." Anne paused again this time looking Lori over. "But if I were looking to pick up a woman for that sort of thing, I think I would definitely be into you. What's not to like. You are loads of fun to be around and it doesn't hurt that you have a killer body that would be the envy of most women." Lori blushed as she responded to Anne, "Well, it's good to know that I don't gross you out or turn you off." Anne smiled, "No, I believe you could turn on even the most reluctant lesbian." Lori smiled again stilling blushing, "I hope I haven't messed things up too much with you, Anne. I know that you are probably wondering if I'm going to be lusting after you now every time we get together. But I will try to control myself." Anne laughed out loud, "Well, I hope so." There was an awkward silence between them. Then Lori spoke up once again looking down toward the ground, "Just so I can be clear, are you saying that there is no chance of you and me... you know?" "You are not making this easy are you?" replied Anne. "Let's play it by ear. Like I said I'm no expert at this nor have I ever seduced a woman, not that you need to be seduced. From all indications it appears that you are the pursuer here not me." "I'm sorry, I don't mean to be pushy," Lori nervously replied. "It's ok. I tell you what, I want to take a shower before going bed. Let's head that direction and see what happens." Anne stood up and held her hands out to Jen. Jen reached up and stood face to face with Anne. They looked into each other's eyes for a few moments before Anne leaned in a placed a gentle kiss on Lori's lips. As they pulled apart, they looked at each other and smiled. Lori leaned in again and they kissed again. This time the kiss lingered. They began a sequence of kisses each one a little longer and more passionate than the one before. Anne opened her mouth touching Lori's lips with her tongue. That sent a chill down Lori's back like she had never felt before. The feeling reached her toes and then made its way back stopping between her legs. Her legs felt like rubber and her breathing quickened. She returned Anne's kiss, cautiously at first, but then with more passion and feeling. Anne pulled back again and said, "Ok, before we go any further I need you to promise me something." "Anything," replied Lori. "I need you to promise on everything that you hold dear, that if at any moment you feel uncomfortable or change your mind about going any further that you will say so and I promise to stop without another word," instructed Anne. "I promise," said Lori. "Ok, why don't we take this inside," instructed Anne leading Lori by the hand. They walked into the bedroom and closed the door behind them. Two lamps on the side of both beds lit the room with a soft light. Anne walked into the bathroom and began removing her makeup while Lori unpacked her makeup kit and toiletries. As Lori walked into the bathroom, Anne pulled out a large towel from the closet and walked back into the bedroom. Lori watched as Anne stood in front of her bed and removed her shorts, shirt, bra, and finally she pulled down her panties. Anne was about to wrap the towel around her body when she looked up and saw Lori looking at her through the mirror. She smiled as she walked back in to the bathroom. Anne walked over to the upright shower and fiddled with the facets trying to get the right temperature. Once she was satisfied about the temperature, she turned to Lori, who had not taken her eyes off her the whole time, and extended her hand to her. "Do you want to join me and save some water?" asked Anne. Lori still had the toothbrush in her mouth. She quickly rinsed her mouth and turned toward Anne who now was facing her in all her naked glory. Anne moved in closer and kissed her while reaching down and undoing the clasps and pulling down the zipper on Lori's shorts. The shorts dropped to the floor. Lori stepped out of them while Anne lifted up her t-shirt over her outstretched arms. Anne kissed her again reaching around and unclasping the straps of her bra. Finally, Anne reached down placing her fingers on the elastic band of Lori's panties lowering them to the floor. Once again Lori stepped out of them. Anne led her to the shower and both ladies stepped in. They kissed again and this time the electricity that ran through Lori's body made her quiver. As they kissed their breasts pressed together sending shockwaves through Lori's body. Anne couldn't believe that she was actually doing this with her baby sister. She had to admit that Lori's body was somewhat different than Jen's in its feel and response. Lori stood about 5'9" with 34B breasts. Her legs were long but muscular. Not as muscular as Anne's but enough to know that she kept herself in shape. Lori's brown hair was shoulder length and nicely cut. Anne remembered that when she was a senior in high school some photographer wanted to shoot her for a magazine because Lori had the body, beauty, and build of a model. Lori was not interested and passed on it. Anne gently ran her hands down the side of Lori's body cupping her ass cheeks as they kissed. Eventually, Anne reached out, got a bar of soap and started lather Lori's body. She was careful to not touch her most sensitive areas. Anne wanted to be cautious and give Lori as many opportunities to step back and put a stop to this if she wanted too. Once Lori was lathered up, she took the soap from Anne's hand and started to do the same with Anne. Lori did a little more exploring than Anne did. For the first time in her life she touched another woman's breasts besides her own. She gently massaged Anne's breasts bringing a soft moan from her big sister. Anne gently halted her caressing and whispered softly in her hear. "Let's get out of here before we turn into prunes." They both rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. Anne handed Lori the big towel she had gotten earlier and moved across the bathroom floor to get one for herself. Once they were dry they move to the bedroom. Lori looked at Anne for a clue as to what to do next. Anne led Lori to her side of the room, pulled back the covers and the top sheet and had Lori slide into the queen size bed. She turned off the lamp nearest them leaving only the one near Anne's bed on. The lamped provided enough light for them to see each other but it was dark enough to allow for a soothing atmosphere. Anne lay right next to Lori. She reached over and stroked her hair and face leaning in to kiss her. They both kissed passionately exploring each other's mouths. Anne ran a hand down Lori's face and neck stopping at her breasts. She gently massaged Lori's breasts eliciting a soft moan from Lori's mouth into her own. Her hand moved slowly but steady massaging Lori's belly, sides, and thighs. At one point Anne lifted her body and crawled on top of Lori so that they were face to face. They continued to kiss each other. Anne started kissing down Lori's face and neck pausing at her breasts. Before taking her nipple into her mouth, Anne asked Lori one last time, "Are you sure you want to do this Lori?" "Yes, more than anything Anne. Pease make love to me," came the response from Lori who appeared to be lost as if in a dream. Anne lowered her head and took one of Lori's nipples in her mouth causing Lori to arch her back in pleasure offering Anne even more nipple to feast on. Anne felt the nipple grow in her mouth. Anne noticed that, unlike Jen whose skin had the young girl feel to it, Lori's skin was soft but firm much like her own. Lori's areolas were about the same size as hers but the nipples where stubbier and not quite as long. Anne feasted on Lori's breasts exploring every inch kissing, licking, sucking, and even nibbling. She then began the slow, deliberate pace down Lori's body leaving trails of wetness where her tongue had been. Anne could not remember the last time she saw Lori naked. She could see how a modeling agency would have wanted her. In spite of having a baby, Lori had zero stretch marks on her belly. Her legs were smooth and long and very sexy. Anne kissed her way down her legs reaching her toes which she sucked into her mouth. Little by little Anne worked her way back to Lori's mound. Lori's pussy was completely clean shaven and it now glistened with her juices. Anne started placing small kisses all over the surround area without touching her pussy lips. Lori's skin was crawling with excitement. Every time Anne touched her or kissed her it made her tingle producing a pulsating sensation that culminated in her pussy region. She moaned in low pitch tones upon every touch of Anne's lips on her skin. As Anne drew ever closer to Lori's sex, the heat between her legs increased. Lori was dying from the anticipation of what was to come. At first Anne just touched Lori with her fingers. She rubbed Lori's lips and parted them running her finger up and down the length. With two fingers, Anne parted the upper part of the lips exposing the now enlarged clit. She blew softly on it inciting a low whimper from Lori's lips. When Anne finally put her lips to Lori's clip it caused an immediate reaction. Lori almost came out of the bed. Anne began a steady pattern licking from the pussy opening to the clit stopping in both areas at times to insert her tongue in the hole or suck on the clit. Lori humped her body up to Anne's mouth trying to get as much of her mound into Anne's mouth has humanly possible. Anne graciously accepted Lori's offering making sure she covered every square millimeter of her pussy. As Lori's excitement grew, Anne began to focus more intently on her clit. She also inserted first one, then a second figure into Loris' love hole as she sucked on her clit. Lori was now in another world. She reached up with her hands and pulled Anne's head tighter to her mound grinding it into her sister's face. Lori was lost in the moment. The excitement of her first girl-on-girl sex and seeing her sister's face between her legs combined to heighten her arousal. Anne clamped down on Lori's clit sucking it up between her lips while flicking at it with her tough. At the same time she reached up with her fingers and found Lori's G-spot rubbing it in a circular motion. Lori threw her head back bending her legs at the knees squeezing Anne between them. Her neck and chess turned a bright red as the first wave hit her body. "Oooooh god!!!!" Lori exclaimed as the orgasm hit her. She bucked up and down as wave after wave flowed through her body causing her muscles to constrict and then release. It took longer than Anne expected for Lori to stop convulsing from her climax. This was stronger than she could remember Jen ever reacting. However, Lori had been anticipating this for three weeks now which could have heightened her arousal and excitement. As Anne pulled her face away from Lori's mound she noticed that her fingers were soaked and there was a pool of Lori's juices in the palm of her hand. She carefully pulled her hand back and held it upright so as to not spill any of it. Anne continued to kiss Lori's thighs and pussy lips until it was obvious the Lori had calmed down from her high. Anne moved up a little and poured the contents of her hand on Lori's belly just below her bellybutton. Lori looked down feeling the wetness on her belly. "What's that?" she asked still catching her breathe. "This is what you deposited in my hand," answered Anne as she lowered her head and started lapping up the juices. "Does it taste ok?" asked Lori a little unsure of herself. "Mmmm," responded Anne, "It tastes heavenly." Anne wiped her hand on one of Lori's breasts before reaching down with two fingers and dipping them in juices on Lori's belly. She then reached up and offered them to Lori. "Want to try a little?" asked Anne sheepishly. Lori didn't respond but she opened her lips and accepted the offering. She licked Anne's fingers clean moaning softly. Anne moved up Lori's body kissing and licking all the way. She stopped at Lori's breasts and sucked on them retrieving the juices she had deposited there earlier. When she got face to face with Lori she kissed her softly and then passionately. "Well, was it anything like your fantasy?" asked Anne tenderly. "It was amazing. Better than I imagine it could be," replied Lori as she planted kisses all over Anne's face. They kissed for a while talking softly to each other. The moment was so tender and loving like only two sisters who have known each other can share. "Can we do it again?" asked Lori sheepishly as she kissed Anne. "Wow, you are indeed my sister!" replied Anne with a hint of surprise. "Any particular way you want it?" "Oh, I don't know," answered Lori. "Have you and Jen ever tried a 69?" Anne laughed, "And where did you get that idea from? And to answer your question; Yes we have tried it a couple of times." "I have seen it on some of the porn flicks that Doug has brought home," replied Lori. "Do you like doing it that way? I'm just curious, we don't have to go there if you don't like." Again Anne laughed at her sister's innocence, "Well, it's fine with me if you want to give it a try. I much prefer to either give or receive. It's hard for me to focus on two things at once but I'm game if you are." "I never thought of it that way but I guess that would make sense," replied Lori. "Doug and I have done it before and you are right, we usually end up with one of us focusing on the pleasure of the other. So let's do it the normal way, if any of this can be called normal." Anne laughed out loud at her sister's comment, "Well do you want to give or receive?" Lori thought for a moment still unsure of herself. Before she could answer Anne chimed in, "Tell you what, I'll do you again first and then we will see how you feel." Lori nodded her head in agreement. Anne began once again to work her mouth down Lori's body. Lori responded immediately moaning softly as Anne licked and sucked her still sensitive nipples. Anne feasted on them for several minutes until it was apparent that Lori could take no more. She then worked her way down the center of Lori's body till she reached the mound area. She once again kissed and licked all around it before beginning her assault on the sensitive areas. This time Anne lifted Lori's legs up toward her chest to give her better access to all the juicy parts. Lori reached down and held them up for Anne so her hands would be free to explore Lori's erotic regions. Anne didn't waste any time attacking those regions. She planted kisses on Lori's ass cheeks and licked up the crack to her sister's utter delight. Anne could taste the residue of Lori's earlier orgasm. The sheets underneath her were soaked. Anne explored Lori's backside with a gentle but focused abandonment. Lori squealed in delight as Anne worked her tongue into her rosebud. "Oh my god!" Lori exclaimed, "Nobody has ever done that to me before. God that feels so good!" Anne moaned into her ass hole as she wiggled her tongue in and out. The fact was that though Anne had kissed and licked Jen in that region, she had never assaulted her like she was now doing Lori. The movement of Lori's body gave her more and more encouragement. Anne reached up with her right hand and inserted her thumb into Lori's pussy while at the same time playing with her clit using her index and middle fingers. Lori was now thrashing. The feel of Anne's tongue fucking her ass and her fingers working her pussy was the most incredible feeling she had ever felt. But this was nothing compared to what Anne did next. Almost in one swift move, Anne replaced her fingers with her tongue on Lori's clit. At the same time she inserted a finger into Lori's ass. She moved it in slowly working it in until it reached beyond the second knuckle. Lori's cries gave every indication that this was producing extreme pleasure. Lori pulled her legs back further so her knees where touching her breasts. The build up to this orgasm was going to be one of those mild-blowing events that seldom happen but when they do one can spend a lifetime in pursuit of another. Lori's chin was now pasted on her chest as the strain of the climax built in her lower body. Through clenched teeth Lori strained as her body peaked. "Aaaaaah shit!!!" Lori screamed as the orgasm hit her. Anne was caught off guard because she had never heard her little sister cuss before. Lori threw her head back as her body convulsed through wave after wave of sheer unadulterated pleasure. Anne stayed on her as best she could working the finger in and out of Lori's ass while keeping her tongue glued to her clit. Anne lost track of time but it seemed longer than usual for the climax to stop. Lori laid there for what seemed like eternity without saying anything. Her breathing was labored and heavy. Finally, through long heavy breaths, Lori sighed and spoke. "Wow, that was amazing! Doug has tried to talk me into doing anal before," Lori paused to catch another breath, "but I have always said 'No way!' I think I'm going to have to let him try that sometime." Another long pause and then, "And you said that you were not an expert." Anne smiled as she licked Lori clean, "I guess I learned a few things here and there. The key is to do what I think I would like and then see what reaction I get. And from the reaction I got I think I might have hit the jack-pot." Lori smiled as she stroked Anne's hair and watched her place small kisses on her pussy. "Come up here," Lori commanded. Anne moved up Lori's body kissing it all along the way. When she got to Lori's face, Lori reached up and kissed her while giving her a huge hug. Lori wrapped her arms and legs around Anne's body and kissed her passionately, almost hungrily. When Anne finally reached Lori's face she said, "Wow, somebody was happy to see me." Both of them laughed. They hugged and kissed each other for a few minutes until Lori felt the strength coming back to her body. She took one hand and pushed Anne over on her back as she climbed on top of her. They continued to kiss exploring the depth of each other's mouths. Lori pulled back and looked into Anne's eyes, "Anne can I ask you something without sounding dumb?" "Sure Sweetie, ask away," Anne responded. "As you know I have never done this before so I don't know what I'm doing but I really want to please you. Will let me know if I'm not doing something right?" The Young Widow Ch. 06 Anne smiled at her little sister looking at her with loving eyes. "I promise. There really is not much to it. Do whatever you think would make you feel good." "I will do my best," said Lori as she started her slow descent down Anne's neck. She kissed Anne softly using her lips intermingled with her tongue in spots. The sensation it produced made Anne's skin tingle producing goose bumps all over her body. Lori paused when she reached Anne's breasts taking in the sight. She had never been this close to another woman's body much less breasts. Her thoughts flowed back through her life as she remembered how sweet Anne had always been to her growing up. Anne had always included her even with the five year age difference. Anne had asked her to serve as a bridesmaid in her wedding. The more Lori thought about how Anne had impacted her life, the closer she felt to her big sister. Now here they were as adults engaging in something that most people would frown upon, and that's putting it mildly. But Lori didn't feel guilt or shame at this moment. It was hard to put into words what she was feeling. It was almost surreal as though she was not really there. As the time passed with Lori simply looking at Anne's breasts without making a move, Anne got worried that maybe Lori had some reservations about taking this any further. "You know you don't have to do anything if you don't want to, right?" said Anne. Lori snapped back into really as she heard Anne's voice. "Oh, no, it's not that at all. I was just thinking of how wonderful you have always been to me even though I probably got in your way growing up. I'm sure that dragging a ten year old alone to your slumber parties must have been a drag. But you always made me feel so special and now you have included me in this special part of your life. I guess was feeling kind of honored while admiring your gorgeous body." Anne smiled, "Well, you know that flattery will get you everywhere. But thank you Lori, I'm honored too to be sharing this special part of my life with you. I'm not sure if I'm doing you any favors but hopefully this will be something that we share that will bring us closer together." "I think it will," answered Lori as she lowered her head and began to bathe Anne's breasts with small kisses. Once she had covered every square inch with her lips, she engulfed one of Anne's breasts in mouth. Anne moaned softly at the pleasure her sister was giving her. Lori sucked, licked, and kissed every visible spot on Anne's breasts. Anne was impressed by Lori's thoroughness. Lori continued to work down Anne's body kissing every square inch between her breasts and the top of her mound. Anne's mid-section glistened in the dim light as Lori left a trail of her salvia on Anne's body. Lori purposely skipped Anne's mound and continued her kissing assaults down Anne's thighs and legs. She kissed down to Anne's feet sucking her toes one by one. Anne could not get over the attention Lori was giving to every square inch of her body. Lori took her time enjoying with a sense of pride the pleasure she was giving Anne. When she finally worked her way back up to Anne's mound it was apparent that Anne was more than ready. Her pussy was already glistening with her own pussy juices. Lori paused for a bit when you she got within six inches of Anne's sex. She had never been this close to another woman's sex including her own. The scent being emitted from Anne's pussy was almost intoxicating. Again this all seemed surreal to Lori but in a pleasant, exciting way. Anne could hardly stand it anymore. The long pause by Lori inches from her pussy was driving her wild. But she resisted the temptation to say something or move her hips up closer to Lori's lips. Instead Anne moved her hips in a circular motion and moaned softly. Lori got the point moving her lips closer to Anne's pussy. Lori started by kissing Anne softly around the outside of her pussy lips. Again Lori took her time alternating between kissing and licking while avoiding the pussy itself. All of this was driving Anne out of her mind. The anticipation was so intense that Anne was tempted to reach up and forced Lori's face into her mound. It took all the will power she could muster to let Lori take her time. Finally Lori started to kiss Anne's lips, softly at first and then using her tongue. After a few minutes of exploring Anne's lips, Lori used her fingers to pry her swollen lips apart and planted some soft kisses between the folds. Lori was surprised at the sweet taste of Anne's juices. Before long she was taking long, steady licks the full length of Anne's pussy from the opening to the clit. Anne began to moan a little louder and to wiggle her hips in an upward motion feeding more of her pussy into Lori's waiting mouth. Lori took this as evidence that she was on right track. Lori clamped down on Anne's pussy inserting her tongue as deep as she could get it into her pussy. Anne moaned in pleasure gripping the sheets with both hands. Lori moved up and started to work on Anne's clit. Anne pulled her legs up bending them at the knees with her feet off the bed. Lori could feel Anne's body tense up as her excitement built. While Lori worked on Anne's clit sucking it between her lips, she inserted a finger in her hole eliciting a deep groan from Anne. Anne's body tensed up as Lori pumped her pussy inserting a second finger. Lori reached up to where she figured the G-Spot was and started to massage it. Anne reached up and put her hand on Lori's head as she threw her head back as the climax built to its peak. Then it happened. Lori could feel Anne's body go into orgasmic spasms. Lori held her mouth to Anne's pussy as best she could waiting till Anne came down. It had been three weeks since the last time Anne had sex and it showed. The waves lasted for several minutes and then finally calm. Lori pulled back and gently kissed Anne avoiding the sensitive areas. Lori moved up Anne's body kissing along the way. When she got face to face with Anne they kissed passionately. "So did I do ok?" asked Lori sheepishly. "You did awesome," replied Anne softly catching her breath. They kissed softly for a few minutes before Lori rolled off to Anne's side. "I guess we have some explaining to do to Jen in the morning," continued Anne. After a pause, Lori leaned in and whispered into Anne's ear, "Leave that to me. If there is any explaining to do I will do it." Anne turned toward Lori and smile. Both women fell asleep facing each other serenaded by the ocean waves outside their window. The Young Widow Ch. 07 Lori woke up to the sound of the waves and of the ocean breeze blowing through the open French doors in the bedroom. She had no idea what time it was but by the brightness outside she knew it had to be late morning. She turned over and noticed that she was alone in the bed. Lori wondered to herself if maybe she had dreamed last night. Just then Anne walked out of the bathroom wearing a yellow bikini top and a floral, see-throw wrap tied at her waist. Anne looked at Lori and smiled as she walked towards her sister. Anne kissed her on the forehead, "Good morning sleepy head. Hope you slept well. Any regrets this morning?" Lori looked up and smiled while stretching exposing her breasts as the sheets slid down. "No regrets here, not even an ounce," replied Lori. "What time is it by the way?" "It's a little past ten but there is no hurry. You can stay here as long as you like," replied Anne as she made her way back to the bathroom. Lori curled up again for a few minutes just taking in the ocean scent as it blew into the room. Her mind ran through all of the events of the night before. She felt a wave of contentment flood her mind. It was strange but she really felt no guilt or shame. As her mind drifted back to sleep her nose caught the scent of fresh brewed coffee. Now the urge to get up overcame the urge to stay in bed. So she dragged herself out of bed and went to the bathroom to do her morning ritual. A few minutes later, Lori stepped into the family room area and saw Anne and Jen sitting on the patio eating breakfast. Jamison was working in the kitchen. "Good morning Ms. Jen," called out Jamison in his British Island accent. "Good morning Jamison. How are you this morning?" asked Lori. "I'm going gorgeously, thank you," answered Jamison. Lori walked out to the patio where her sister and Jen were sitting. "Good morning," she said as she plopped down on one of the patio chairs. "Good morning," came the reply almost in unison from Anne and Jen. Lori noticed that Jen was wearing a dark blue bikini top with a blue floral wrap covering her legs. Lori was wearing a light blue bikini with dark blue flowers on it and a pair of white short-shorts. The table in front of them had an assortment of muffins, fruits, and cereals with a big bowl full of ice that held a container of milk and orange juice. Lori picked up a blueberry muffin and started to eat it. She all of the sudden realized that she was famished. When Anne finished her last bite she got up and walked around the pool towards the opening that led to the beach. There was a row of vegetation that extended about 50 feet from the pool area. The hedges were about 12 feet high and thick enough so that one could not see the ocean from the house except through a 10 foot opening in the middle. Anne walked through past the hedges and she noticed to the left a 10 X 10 canopy tent with three beach lounge chairs with two little tables between them. Behind them was a large cooler and plastic rack with several beach towels in them. Anne smiled shaking her head think that Jamison had thought of everything. Anne walked a little further past the canopy and looked down both sides of the beach and noticed that there was not a soul on the beach that she could see. She walked back to the house and sat back down on the patio chair as Jamison came outside to clear some of the plates off the table. "Jamison," Anne spoke up, "Can I ask you a question." "Sure, Ma'am, what can I help you with?" replied Jamison. "Well, I noticed that there is no one on the beach as far as I could see. Is that always the case?" asked Anne. "There aren't usually many people on the beach on this side of the Island since most of these homes are private residents which are rented out. It so happens that the houses on both sides of this one are vacant this week. As you can see they are separated by several hundred meters and so even if there were people on the beach you would be separated by good distance," explained Jamison. "One more question, if I may," asked Anne, "Would there be any objection to doing some topless sunbathing on this beach?" "No, Ma'am," answered Jamison, "People sunbath nude along this beach all the time and no one bothers them." "Really, nude?" asked Anne with a hint of surprise. "Yes, Ma'am," replied Jamison in a matter of fact tone like it was no big deal. Anne looked at Lori and Lori was already smiling with her devilish smile like this could lead to something wicked. Jen had a puzzled look on her face wondering where Anne was going with this. She and Anne had agreed before the trip that there would not be any messing around between them. Now Anne was thinking of parading herself naked in front of both her and Lori. Anne got up from her chair and went inside the house for a few minutes and then came back out topless with a book in her hand, sunglasses on her head and a large beach hat. Lori and Jen watched her walk past them and then through the opening in the hedges and disappear to their left. Lori finished her drink and ran inside and almost as quickly came out also topless with her sunglasses and a book. She ran past Jen and disappeared like her sister towards the left. Jen sat there for a few minutes before deciding to get up and go inside to get her sun lotion and a book she had brought to read. Jen walked past the pool and through opening in the hedges. As she looked out to her left she saw the pavilion tent which now only had one beach lounge chair left with the cooler and the towel rack. Her eyes then focused about ten feet beyond the tent where she saw Lori and Anne already reclined on their chairs. Jen picked up the lounge chair and dragged it out to the sun until it was right next to Lori's. When Jen looked up what she saw took her breath away for an instant. Both Lori and Anne were completely naked reclining on their lounge chairs. Jen froze for a moment unsure of how to proceed. Lori looked in her direction and Jen quickly diverted her gaze. She looked down at her body trying to decide how much to take off. She turned her back to the girls and undid her top to the bathing suit. Jen tied it to the chair. She did the same with her wrap. She then began to put lotion on her face, neck, and arms. Lori looked up and asked, "Jen, do you need some help with that?" Jen looked at Lori with a bit of surprise mixed with shyness. "Yes, if you don't mind," replied Jen in hushed tones. "I don't have skin like you two. I will burn really bad if I don't have lotion on," continued Jen as Lori got up and walked to the teenage girl. Lori took the bottle and poured a good glob of the lotion in her hand. "Turn around, let's start with your back," commended Lori. Jen turned around and moved her hair out of the way to give Lori full access to her back. Lori started to rub the lotion in slowly, almost sensually. At first Jen didn't think any of thing of it, but as Lori continued to move slowly, Jen couldn't help feel like she was being sensually groped. Jen dismissed it as her imagination. That is until Lori finished with her back. Jen was about to turn around and thank Lori when she felt Lori rubbing lotion on the back of her thighs. "You don't have to do that, I can reach..." Jen said before being interrupted by Lori. "It's ok, I'll make sure that you are covered really well," said Lori. Lori rubbed the back of Jen's legs beginning at the bottom edge of her bikini bottoms down to her ankles. Lori could feel Jen's apprehension as she applied the lotion to first one leg and then the other. She tried to make the younger relax by talking to her. "Jen, you have very soft skin. I envy you," said Lori encouraging the Jen. "Thank you, but mine is not as good as yours and Anne's. You both have such nice tone and it's so smooth." Jen cringed the second it came out of her mouth. But Lori just kept working on Jen's legs as though she had not caught Jen's slip up. "Are you going to keep your bottoms on?" asked Lori matter of factly. "You won't get a better chance to get a natural even tan without tan lines." "I don't know," replied Jen shyly. "That part of my body has never seen the light of day. I hate to imagine what it would feel like to have a sunburn down there." Lori laughed at the younger girl's innocence. "Well, if you put lotion there and keep reapplying it will not burn." Jen didn't say anything for a few minutes before reaching with both hands and removing her bikini bottoms. Lori helped her out of it and then resumed her lotion application. She moved up the back of Jen's leg up to her butt cheeks messaging the lotion on the soft backside. Jen could not believe how good that felt. She had not been sexually touched for almost three weeks. She could not deny how good it felt to have Lori touching her sensitive backside. Lori made sure that she messaged plenty of lotion into Jen's cheeks. Then, to Jen's ultimate surprise, Lori ran a lotion soaked finger through the younger girl's crack. Jen gasped and clenched her butt cheeks in a natural reflect motion. "Relax Jen," Lori commanded, "You don't want to burn in between the cracks." Jen relaxed and Lori continued to apply the lotion between the cheeks. Jen couldn't help to think that Lori's hands and fingers were having an effect on her. Lori stood up behind Jen and instructed the younger girl to turn around. "Ok, let's do the front side," commanded Lori again. "Oh, I can do that," replied Jen nervously, not wanting to give away the fact that she was starting to get turned on. "Nonsense," scold Lori. "I never leave a job half done." Lori spun Jen around so that the younger girl was now facing her completely naked. Lori took in Jen's body from top to bottom. Jen's pale white skins shined in the bright sunlight already starting redden. Lori poured lotion on her hand and slowly started to trace a line down Jen's shoulders. She slowly traced around the outer part of the younger girl's breasts. Jen's breathing became deeper and heavier. Jen felt a short moan release from her lungs when Lori began to message the lotion onto her breasts. To Jen it seemed that Lori was drawing the process out longer than it needed to be. But the younger woman couldn't help to think about how good it felt. Lori looked at Jen and marveled at the feel of the younger's skin and when she moaned at her touch, Lori felt a familiar tingle in her body. Anne had been right. She had told Lori that there was nothing like the excitement of knowing that she could turn another woman on. It was obvious that Jen was beginning to be aroused. So Lori continued to take her time message Jen's breasts with her hands and fingers. Jen's nipples responded to the touch by becoming erect and hard. Jen's breathing now picked up pace and with every breath her breasts rose up her chest giving Lori more access. Lori had this insatiable desire to suck on Jen's breasts which now glistened in the bright Caribbean sun. Before moving down Jen's body, Lori pinched Jen's nipples between her fingers making it obvious to Jen that Lori was now doing more than just applying suntan lotion. Jen looked up at Lori and gave her a sheepish smile. Lori smile back at her and then moved her hand down to Jen's stomach and sides. Lori kneeled down in front of Jen and slowly began to apply lotion on the front of her legs. Lori could not help take a deep look at Jen's sex which now was staring her right in the face. As she moved up Jen's leg, her hand got closer and closer to Jen's love box. Instinctively, Jen spread her legs a little as Lori continued to move up the inside of part of her thighs. Lori worked her way up Jen's leg until she was once again face to face with her pussy. Lori noticed that Jen's pubic hair was light and very thin. It was easy to see the pale white skin behind it. Jen had trimmed the outer part of the pubic area in order to wear her bikini bottoms without showing through. Lori took a little dab of lotion and worked right over the small patch of hair above the pussy mound. Jen's knees began to shake. She couldn't believe how Lori's touch was affecting her. She could feel the heat building between her legs and the wetness gathering at the opening of her sex box. Lori looked up, "We really need to make sure this area is coated well or else this sensitive skin will burn and it will ruin your vacation." Jen just mumbled a guttural response. Lori made sure that the area on top of the mound got a good coat of lotion. "I think maybe you need to lie down in order for me to get some of these newly expose parts. You don't want to burn down there, trust me. It will be no fun to walk around with a burnt bottom," instructed Lori as she led Jen to the lounge chair and had her sit and recline. At first Lori reached over Jen's body and applied lotion on the inside of Jen's thighs. Jen had her legs opened but stretch straight out. Lori got up and moved to the foot of the chair. This forced Jen to pull up her legs bending them at the knees. Lori looked up at Jen and smiled at her as she reached out and gently pulled her legs apart. Jen turned her face away from Lori putting her arm over her eyes covering her shyness and embarrassment. "I'm not going to hurt you, Jen," Lori comforted the younger woman. "I just want to make sure you don't burn. Believe me it's no fun." "I know," replied Jen in very low tone. "It just feels funny to have you do that to me." "Do what? Touch you down there?" asked Lori. "Yeah," replied Jen. "You mean you've never had someone touch you here before?" asked Lori as she ran her fingers the length of Jen's outer lips. Jen moaned sweetly in a high pitch moan. Her arousal was more than obvious. Lori could see the moister building up at the entrance of Jen's opening. Lori didn't have lotion on her hand as she felt up and down Jen's pussy lips. Jen was none the wiser but her excitement continued to build. She felt guilty wanting to stop Lori but at the same time powerless to stop her own arousal. Once again, instinct took over causing Jen to open her legs even wider for Lori's exploration. Lori didn't miss the obvious invitation and moved her fingers lower towards the opening. She pressed two fingers over the opening and instantly she was reward with Jen's juices that now pour out freely. Jen moaned again raising her ass from the lounge chair. Lori smiled knowing that Jen was now at her mercy. She inserted her middle finger into the opening eliciting another louder moan from Jen. Lori wiggled her finger inside Jen's pussy causing Jen to buck her ass up even more. Lori pulled her finger out of the younger's opening and brought it to her mouth sucking them clean. "Mmmmm," moaned Lori, "Damn Anne, no wonder you like eating this little vixen. She is absolutely delicious." Jen's head snapped up looking at Lori with a horrified look on her face. Then she looked over at Anne with a face of complete bewilderment and confusion. Her head rotated back and forth from Lori to Anne searching for an explanation. "It's ok Jen," Lori consoled, "I know all about you and Anne. And no she didn't tell me. I saw you two making love the night that I stayed over Anne's house while you baby sat our kids. I thought it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. I came on this trip hoping that you two would include me in. Anne and I shared a wonderful night last night of love-making like I have never had before. But we felt guilty that we didn't include you in it. So, we were hoping that you wouldn't mind if I got to experience what you two have if only for this week. But it's entirely up to you Jen. If you say no or feel uncomfortable at all, I will stop and I will not bring up the subject again. This will not change at all what you and Anne have shared and will continue share you should choose to do so." Jen looked at Anne for some kind of reassurance. "Jen, what Lori just said is true. What we have shared is both special and priceless to me. I don't want to ruin it. So if this is way too weird for you just say so and nothing more will be said about it. But if you are ok with it, I think we could be in for a very exciting and fulfilling week. What do you say?" Jen looked back at Lori and then Anne again and then Lori again. Her mind was overloaded trying to process all this new information. At the same time Lori had resumed touching her and her shock coupled with her arousal added to the mixed emotional confusion she was feeling. Could it be that Anne and Lori, sisters, actually had sex the night before while she slept? What about Lori's husband? Her mind swirled trying to visualize the two sisters having sex. She wasn't sure how she felt about expanding the circle of her sex life to add another person to it, especially Anne's sister. As Jen raddled all of these thoughts around in her head, she noticed that Lori's fingers were exploring her sex and that her body was once again responding to her touch. Jen closed her eyes and resigned herself to just enjoy the pleasure of the moment and sort the rest out later. Lori noticed that though Jen had said nothing, she not resisted or put a stop to what she was doing. In fact, Jen opened up her legs even wider. Lori scooted down so that she was facing Jen's pussy. While continuing to work her finger into Jen's hole, Lori leaned in licked the length of Jen's pussy. Jen's body bucked at the sensation. Every hair on her body stood on edge. Lori parted Jen's lips with her tongue and snaked its way towards the now enlarged clit. Upon finding it, Lori clamped down on it sucking it between her lips while using her tongue to flick at. Jen moaned out loud in obvious delight. Lori's sucked like pro on Jen's clit inserting a second finger into the younger girl's pussy hole working them upward in search of her G-spot. When Lori found it she was reward by another loud moan. Jen threw her head back and for the first time in several minutes uttered her first words, "I'm.... coming..." Lori took this as her cue to keep up the pressure on the clit and pussy. Jen threw her head back as the waves poured over her body one after another each one more powerful than the first. Lori held on to the younger girl until the waves subsided and Jen collapsed on the lounge chair. Lori released Jen's clit and moved her mouth down to opening lapping up the juices that now flowed out like a gusher. Lori licked her clean before moving up Jen's body until she was face to face with the younger girl. "Thank you, Jen," Lori said softly, "You can't begin to imagine how thrill I am to be able to share this with you. I have been dreaming about this since the night that I saw you and Anne making love." Lori leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. She repeated this several times allowing Jen to catch her breath. When Jen finally opened her eyes she found herself looking into a beautiful pair of blue eyes. Jen couldn't deny the similarity to Anne's eyes and facial features. As Lori came closer to kiss Jen, Jen answered her kiss with one of her own. Soon they were kissing each other tenderly as each explored the mouth of the other. "I guess we are going to get some sun I'll need to move off you," said Lori smiling down on Jen. "As long as you promise that when you need lotion I get to apply," replied Jen with a sheepish smile on her face. "You got a deal, little girl," laughed Lori. The Young Widow Jen looked at her own legs and they were much whiter and thinner not quite as muscular as Anne, something she vowed to work on. Jen looked back at Anne and once again was blown away by the sheer beauty of this older woman. She really didn't look old. She looked all woman. And there she was with her hand in her pussy rubbing it lightly while watching the screen. Jen could see the outline of what looked like a perfect little butt. She wished she could see it. Anne looked over at Jen and smiled, "Are you ok or are you going to let me do this by myself?" Anne asked. Jen smiled and blushed at the same time."I'm sorry, I was just thinking of how beautiful you are." Now it was Anne's turn to blush and smile. "Thank you, I think you are very cut too, Jen." Now both were beat red. "Would you like to watch for a bit?" Anne asked still blushing like teenager. Jen shook her head in the affirmative looking down shyly and blushing some more. "How do you want me?" asked Anne. "What do you mean?" asked Jen. Anne smile and turned toward Jen with her legs together on the couch. "Well, do want me to take anything else off or stay just stay like this," Anne motioned with her hands pointing to her body. "Ah, I... I... I..." Jen stuttered again. Anne laughed and shook her head. "You are too cute!" Anne blurted in laughter. "It's ok, I know this must be weird for you cause I know it is way weird for me." Anne stood and looked down at Jen as she reached the hem of her night shirt and pulled it off. Jen gasped out laud without realizing it. Anne was more beautiful than Jen could have imagined. She was tanned all over (no tan lines) and had full breasts. If Jen had to guess she would say they were 36C with half-dollar size areolas and nipples like a pencil eraser. Her stomach was flat and her hips were shapely and smooth. Not a wrinkle that Jen could see and as she worked her way down Anne's body she was astonished to find a clean shaven pussy with just a small brown strip running from the top of Anne's pussy about three inches in length and a half inch in width. "You like what you see?" Anne asked as she plopped on the couch. "Mrs. Morris, you are gorgeous. You could easily be model." Jen responded. Anne laughed, "I don't know about that, but thanks anyway. Jen will do me a favor?" "Sure, anything," Jen quickly replied. "Please call me Anne, after all it's kind of weird to be sitting here naked in front of you and having you calling me Mrs. Morris." Jen smiled, "Ok, Anne." Anne slid down the couch so her head was resting on the large arm of the couch and knees drawn up. Jen's eyes were glued on her in anticipation. Anne slowly opened her legs and ran her hand down from her stomach to her mound. She parted her lips with middle finger and dipped into her wetness. She couldn't believe how wet she still was. She couldn't believe what she was doing. Anne looked up and saw Jen almost in a trance looking at her touching herself. This only made Anne hotter. She started rubbing her mound alternating rubbing her clit and inserting a finger and sometimes two into her wet hole. It had been so long and it felt so good to once again experience sexual arousal. She had almost forgotten how much she missed having sex. Jim had been such a good lover and partner in bed. He probably would have loved the idea that she was doing this tonight in front of another girl. They had used this scenario in their fantasy play. Anne began to work her clit in steady even pace. Her breathing was becoming more and more labored as she worked up toward a climax. Her left leg was resting on the back of the couch while her right leg was resting on the edge of the couch. Just as the feeling was becoming more intense and that familiar build up to the internal explosion got closer, Anne felt a hand on the calf of her left leg. Anne opened up her eyes and watched as Jen moved her hand from the inside of her knee to her ankle. Anne's head was spinning with the buildup of her impending climax and the feel of Jen's hand on the inside of her leg. It felt so good to be touch again. Jen's touch was unlike anything Anne had ever felt. It was not like a man's touch, but softer and tender. Anne moaned out aloud as her body responded to all the stimulus it was receiving. Jen scooted closer to Anne which allowed her to have a better reached. She moved her hand down to the inside of Anne's thighs. She placed both hands on either side of Anne's knees and worked them down toward Anne's wetness. Jen couldn't believe how soft and smooth Anne's skin was and how it responded to her touch. Anne looked up and moaned again as Jen massaged the inside of her thighs. Jen was zoned in on Anne's fingers. Anne's pussy hole was now clearly visible and open. Jen could see the juices flowing from it running down Anne's crack onto the towel that was now drenched. Jen could also smell the fragrance that was coming from Anne's sex and the smell didn't gross her out as she thought it might. On the contrary, it excited her. The closer she got the stronger the scent and the more she wanted to smell it and taste it. Before she knew it, Jen was only about a foot away from Anne's love box. She had never been this close anybody's sex before and much less another woman's. Anne was working her clit feverishly and all the pent-up emotions of the last 18 months were flooding down her body to her mound. She squeezed her nipple with her free hand as she gasped for breathed. She was almost there. She could feel it coming. Then she felt a strange sensation on the back of her hand. It was like warm air blowing on her hand. She slowed her pace and looked down and saw that Jen was now only about 6 inches from her pussy. Anne was puzzled for a moment but almost instinctively, she dipped two fingers deep into her hole and pulled them out and held up for Jen to inspect. Jen could not believe what she was seeing. This gorgeous hot woman was touching herself in front of her. The sights and sounds were making her head swim. Almost as if being pulled by a magnet, Jen leaned in to get a closer view. Jen looked at Anne's hand as it worked and noticed that they were perfectly manicured with white tips. Her fingers were long and slender and very feminine. Then they stopped moving. Jen watched as Anne dove two fingers deep in her hole and then slowly lifted them up pointed them towards her face. Jen looked up at Anne and Anne smiled at her. Something inside Jen put this uncontrollable urge to stick out her tongue and lick the ends of Anne's fingers. She did just that and what surprised her was that it didn't taste that bad, in fact, it was not at all unpleasant tasting. Anne dipped her fingers back into her pussy again and lifted them up to Jen and this time Jen sucked on them like as if it were a lollipop. Anne moaned at the sight in front of her. She didn't know why but it made it hotter than she could ever remember being watching this teenage girl suck her pussy juice off her fingers. Once Jen released them, Anne was about to go back for more but this time Jen followed her fingers moving within inches of her pussy mound. Anne used two fingers to spread her lips so Jen could get a better view. Jen inspected the area moving ever closer. When Anne pulled her lips open the third time Jen flicked her tongue and took her first lick of pussy. Anne's whole body shook and she instinctively raised her hips up to meet Jen's tongue. Jen went in closer and flattened out her tongue on Anne's pussy running from the bottom up. Once again Anne moaned and raised her hips. This was all the encouragement Jen needed. She didn't quite know what to do but it was obvious from Anne's reaction that she was doing something right. So, Jen began to lick from Anne's pussy opening to her clit with long even strokes. Anne reached up and grabbed both her breasts and squeezed them whimpering in delight. She widened her legs as much as the couch would allow offering Jen as much access as possible. Jen took all this as affirmation that she was on the right track. She would alternate her strokes depending on how Anne reacted. Her tongue would work the opening of Anne's pussy for a bit and then it would move up to the clit where Jen would suck on it and flick it with her tongue. Anne was in complete ecstasy almost lost to anything else in the world. The roof could cave in right then and there and it would not matter. Even without knowing what she was doing, it was not hard for Jen to figure out what really made Anne moan and squirm. Eventually Anne reached down and placed her hand on the side of Jen's face so she could gently guide Jen to the area that need attention. Jen responded to Anne's touch and moved to the spot right over Anne's clit. Anne then gently pressed Jen's face right on that spot and held it there while grinding her hips into Jen's mouth. Jen sucked and licked for all it was worth. Anne's body shook and squirmed with every flick of her tongue. Jen could feel Anne's body tighten and her feet rise off the couch. Jen felt Anne pushing her head down a little firmer and she could feel Anne's juices flowing on her chin. Then Anne threw her head back as her body tensed up as the first waves of orgasm ran through her body. Jen kept licking and sucking as Anne's body tightened and then released in spasms. Anne grunted and moaned and whimpered as tears ran down the side of her face. Wave after wave of pleasure ran through her sex starved body and every nerve in her body seemed to stand up at attention. It took about a minute for all the waves to subside and the afterglow to set in. Anne released Jen's head and relaxed her legs as her body came down from the heights. She stroked Jen's hair with one hand while massaging her breast with the other. Jen licked lightly sticking her tongue in Anne's hole drinking up the juices that were flowing freely. She even licked what she could see of Anne's butt cheeks which were soaked with the juices. Anne could not believe the strength and ferocity of her climax. She didn't know whether it was the way it happened or the fact that it had been so long since it happened. All she knew was that it felt like a dam had been broken in her body and all those months of pain, loss, frustration, were washed away with one simple act. Anne laid there basking in the glow. Her body tingled all over with delight and appreciation. (To Be Continued)