Subject: Lake Resolve The divorce had been emotionally nasty. The cheating bastard lied to me for five out of the six years we were married. Fortunately we didn’t have any children so after the divorce, we agreed to split everything down the middle. We each had half the debts and half the assets and that was the end of that. Two years later, at 30, I’m still single and harbor a hatred and lack of trust towards men. I continued my teaching position as a high school teacher but I became less and less enthusiastic and more recluse since the divorce. I focused all of my energies around work and less with social activities. My sex life had gone from bad to non-existent except of course my obsession to masturbate, which was my refuge for relief As the summer break got closer Amy Jenkins, another teacher at the school, middle aged and a good friend when I needed one, offered to let me use her cabin. She knew I was a little broke and probably couldn’t afford a cruise or something like that, and she also knew I needed a well-deserved break. Amy and John had owned the cabin on the lake for years and when they relocated to the states, they decided to hang on to it figuring it might be a retirement option for them later on. Amy told me that it would be an ideal place to inspire me to write my book and help heal some lingering personal hurts. Amy and her husband had not used the cabin in years and all she asked was that I clean up around place and stack some wood for next winter since they planned on getting up there for Christmas. Amy had drawn me a detailed map, made a list of how to turn on the water, electricity and told me to make sure I arrived in the daylight because it’s so dark at night I’d never find the roads. Perfect I thought. All by myself to think things over and get my life back on track. My life has been on hold since the divorce and now with two glorious months on my hands, I might even be able to start that book I’ve put off for so long. The trip from Ohio to the Northern Ontario cabin by car was twelve hours and I decided to stop overnight Toronto to take in the sights before heading up north to the cabin. Amy was right. The lake was so peaceful and the forests were breathtaking. The cabin looked a little run down but rather quaint and definitely inhabitable. It had a bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and a cozy sitting area with a large stone fireplace and two large windows one on each side that afforded a clear view of the lake. The cabin did have some luxuries, a satellite dish antenna, a fridge and stove, a small shower and simple furniture. The location was breath taking. The cabin was on the edge of a Lake Resolve surrounded by dense forest, very private and secluded. It was around four in the afternoon when I got there and I decided get my things unpacked and go over the checklist Amy made for me. All of that now done, what now? Here I am all alone and excited about the new adventure reassuring myself that this had been a good idea. After fixing something to eat I decided to try out the TV. Amy was right, there were only two snowy local channels but there was always the VCR. Amy told me about the general store and they had some videos I could rent. I decided to venture out there tomorrow. I made a nice cup of coffee, sat on the deck and enjoyed the view of the sun going down. There was a telescope in the cabin and I set it up outside and scanned the shoreline for civilization just before the water extinguished the light of the setting sun. I could see other cottages spotted along the lake in between trees and most were very secluded. This was so beautiful I thought. I went in and slipped into my robe, and with nothing on underneath, I settled back on the rocking chair outside on the deck and listened to the night. The night before when I was in Toronto the bright lights of the X rated video store signs caught my attention and I figured what the hell, nobody knows me here, I bought a couple of XXX rated movies to add to my growing collection figuring it would be a long summer. I decided that tomorrow night I’d watch one and fuck myself into frenzy. God I needed it I thought to myself. It had been at least two years since I was fucked. I’m thinking to myself, what a looser. I’ve gone out on three dates since my divorce and all three turned out to be jerks. Here I am at the prime of my life and I have to resort to vibrators and fingers. Ah that reminds me, good thing I brought it. There was no one around to bug me, and no one around to worry about. The night was so siren and the half moon glimmering over the quiet water. I stood out on the porch and let my robe open free to enjoy the night. The air was warm but my nipples still went instantly erect and aching to be touched. I thought about my body, and for thirty, I didn’t look too bad. Most say I look much younger since I’m only 5’5″, 125 pounds. I keep my blond hair shoulder length and my best features are my face and legs. My measurements are 32c, 25, and 36. I’m rather on the small side everywhere except I think my butt is too wide, at least for my size anyway. I try not to let the fact that I have small breasts bother me, but I do wear padded bras and overall I guess I’m not too bad. Strange thing is lately, when I masturbate in front of the mirror, the sight of my small breasts almost flat and boyish really turns me on. Since the divorce, I’ve begun to notice other woman. As confusing as it sounds, it sort of turns me on. On occasion I would admire the way they dress, check out their legs and sometimes try to imagine what they would look like in just a bra and panties. For about a year now I’ve dismissed these thoughts as just plain old not getting any sex and I’m horny as hell. What really confuses me is I have some of those images in my mind’s eye when I finger myself into frenzy. I’ve even considered exploring these emotions further but I’d be scared shitless to actually act on it. I retreated back into the cabin and as habit has it, I slipped my fingers deep inside my damp pussy, and for the next twenty minutes or so, I considered the possibilities. The next morning I had coffee out on the deck spent and the rest of the day getting acquainted with my new surroundings. I unlocked the shed and dragged the canoe out to the dock. I did a little dusting in the cabin and aired the place out and found a fishing pole and some tackle. There were some people on the lake and at nearby cabins so I decided to take the canoe out for a little spin around the shoreline. About half way around the lake I noticed a picturesque little cove and steered the canoe towards it. It’s so lovely I thought. I brought my little note pad and a pen in case I had any brilliant ideas for my book and I thought to myself, I could really get some serious thinking done around here. Maybe I could figure out how to get out of this mental funk I’m in. As I rounded the edge of some large rocks, not more than 500 feet from me and nested in amongst the trees was a pretty little cottage and from my vantage point I could see someone coming out onto the deck and laying on a lounge. I had to take a second look. Did I see what I thought I saw? Lying on the deck was a nude woman soaking up the sun. What the hell I thought. I felt instant panic as if I had intruded on some ones privacy. In my panic to try and turn around, the paddle made splashing noises and to my embarrassment, she raised her head and saw me. How embarrassing I thought. The woman waved and I clumsily returned the wave. She motioned me to come over and with that she slipped on a robe and stood up. I clumsily paddled up to the dock as she strolled down the short path to greet me. “Hello there” she said, “You’re new up here,” “Yes I am” I replied smiling. “I didn’t expect to find anyone around here, I’m terribly sorry if I disturbed you, I didn’t see your cottage until I rounded those rocks” I sounded like a blubbering idiot. “No problem, it’s always nice to meet new folks,” she said. “I’m Jan, Jan Harris, can I interest you in a cup of coffee or something?” she asked. I was trying not to stare at her near naked body. Nervously I said, “Yes I’d like that, thanks.” I tied the canoe to the dock and climbed up. Jan appeared to be in her late 40s to early 50s, she was nicely tanned, and had a nice shape for a woman her age. I was sure that underneath that robe, this woman was completely nude. If were me in her situation, I would’ve scrambled inside but that was me I guess. “This is quite a setup you have here” I commented. “I’m Rose Brooks” I said and reached out as we shook hands. Her bronze tanned hand felt dry and callused most likely from too much gardening and not enough moisturizer, but never the less she was friendly. We walked up to the deck and Jan said just a second I’ll be right back with the coffee. “It’s nice here,” I said looking around and commenting to her as she slid open, the screen door. “Yes we love it here. We don’t get many visitors so it can get lonely at times but there’s always something to keep busy with” she explained. I thought to myself, yes like lying around nude, and I smiled to myself at the thought. We sat and sipped coffee and I told her how nice it was of Amy and John to let me use their cabin. I hope to be inspired to write a book this month but if I got bored, I’d head back home. “Well Rose I’m sure you’ll find enough around here to keep you busy. If you get bored, come on over and I’ll show you some of the local caves and the local bar.” You’re kidding, there’s actually a social scene around here,” I said sarcastically. “Of course there is” she replied with a friendly tone. “Mind you I’m about the youngest babe around here and I’m 52. During the summer months a lot of wives stay up here. Some of the husbands are retired and some like my husband take four and five-day weekends to be here. During the week, he stays in the city. We have some thing going on all the time up here,” she explained. “I had no idea really,” I said in amazement. “I didn’t realize there were so many people around here.” “You’d be surprised what goes on up here,” she said with a smirk. Jan seemed very nice. During our second cup of coffee though, I noticed her robe loosen and open slightly. I couldn’t see part of her bare breasts and could tell she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. I could see her crossed legs through the glass top table and thought to myself they certainly were one of her best features. Jan looked to be in reasonably good physical shape. She seemed so self-assured and confident in the way she spoke. She had only one grown daughter and Jan had been married for 35 years. She told me she was always interested in art and a few years ago she took a few lessons. She spends most of her time painting. “I love art as well,” I told her. “I couldn’t paint if I tried but I love Monet, his colors are so brilliant.” She smiled and nodded in agreement. I took an instant liking to her. I told Jan about my ideas I had for my first book and I was teacher and divorced. “Say Rose tomorrow I was going over to the old cave mill to paint. How would you like to join me? I’ll bring a picnic lunch, you can bring a good book and we can soak up some sun while I paint. This place is beautiful,” she said with excitement. “What do say?” “Well sure I guess that sounds like fun” “It’s settled then. I’ll come by with the boat around 11:30.” We had chatted for what seemed only minutes but I glanced at my watch and noticed it was almost one! “Dear me! It’s one already, where has the time gone? I really need to get going. Thanks for the coffee Jan and it was nice to meet you” I said “Tomorrow will be fun, ” she said. “We can catch some sun.” “I’d like to see some of your paintings sometimes” I commented. With that I climbed into the canoe and gently paddled away. My thoughts were reeling from one mental image of Jan to another. All the time we were chatting, she captured my interest. I tried not to be obvious when I looked at her sitting across from me in her loosened robe and me knowing she was wearing nothing underneath. I thought of her legs and how sexy they looked through the clear glass table as she crossed and uncrossed her legs each time causing her robe shift just a little to allow it to ride higher up her thighs and reveal some more. What the hell was going on with me? Shit this was crazy. Last night I was finger fucking myself to the images of porno video queens and today I’m getting wet over a woman almost twice my age. Shit never mind the age dam it, it’s another woman, what the hell am I thinking? I had to admit she had a definite effect on me. As I paddled the canoe as fast as I could, I was feeling that familiar tingling in my pussy and when I looked down, oh my God! I was wet down there. Oh shit! I hope she didn’t notice. God I’m so embarrassed. That night as I skinny-dipped in the lake to take a bath, I couldn’t help thinking about the day’s events. I wondered if she was serous about catching some sun? Did she mean in the nude? I fingered myself to sleep that night with the thoughts of Jan rubbing sun tan oil all kocaeli escort over me. During breakfast I questioned myself. I realized being up here on my own allows one to do some deep soul searching and self-talk. Did I really find Jan attractive, I mean in a sexual way? I was never into woman except of course in fantasies sometimes, but I didn’t think that counted, did it? I would sure like to find out more about it sometime. At some point in my life I’d like to explore the other side I thought. I was looking forward to exploring the lake and I had packed my sunscreen, towel, note pad, pen and sunshades. I spent the rest of the morning planning out what chores I could do around this place. Like clockwork, she was right on time. I heard Jan shouting from the dock, “hey! Rose, what’s up?” I waved back as she brought the boat over to the dock and tied it off. Today she was wearing a straw hat, a bikini top that showed off her large at least 36d size breasts, and a pair of kaki short shorts that showed off the rest of her. I knew she had her bikini bottoms on underneath because I could clearly see the outline of her bottoms through her shorts. Her tits sagged a little and bounced as she climbed up the stone steps from the dock to the cabin and I noticed her thighs were wide bigger than my own but solid none the less. Her legs were defiantly her best feature. I couldn’t help notice as she sauntered up the path how attractive this woman was for her age. I’m thinking wow! That is one set of tits! We made some small talk and I showed her some of the things I was planning on doing around the place. Jan was genuinely interested and commented how she had been here years ago before Amy and John moved to the states. They knew them only casually. “You have everything? She asked. I nodded and we jumped into the boat. The boat was just a small aluminum fishing boat with a small engine. We slowly trolled along the shore and Jan pointed out several points of interest. We cruised slowly by a swimming dock just in front of an A frame style cottage and a young girl waved to us and shouted out “Hey Mrs. Harris!” “Who’s that?” I asked. “It’s Emily Anderson, Julie and Bill’s daughter, she said. Her and her Mum stay up for the summer every year. Emily works at the general store a couple days a week.” We pulled into a secluded cove as close to shore as possible and waded in the rest of the way pulling the boat onto the sandy shore. “This place is enchanting,” I said “I told you you’d love it here” she said, pleased with herself that she was right. We found a nice flat spot atop some huge rocks. There were four large pools of water where the rocks had formed and water overflowed from one pool to another and then onto the lake. The water in those pools was as warm as a hot tub. “I come here all the time” Jan said. “The water is so warm I sometimes soak and bathe in there for hours sometimes” We spread out a large blanket and Jan raised the wicker basket as if to say let dig in. She pulled out two plates, forks, two stemmed wine glasses, and a chilled bottle of Reunite. As we nibbled on our sandwiches and salads the wine went down like ice-cold water on a deserted island. I couldn’t help but be amazed how beautiful this place was. The sound of the birds and the view of the water made it seem more like our own private paradise. After lunch we sipped our wine and just took in the day. “Last night I heard something outside” I told Jan, “I was scared shitless.” She laughed. “It can get scary sometimes you never know what lurks outside your door at night” Jan said in a funny eerie tone of voice. We both laughed and finished our drinks. I enjoyed having company and especially Jan’s company. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to open up a little and sitting with Jan was very refreshing. I hardly knew this woman but even so, I thought she was a warm and sensitive person. The rest of the afternoon Jan painted the rock formations on a canvas and I actually started writing some thoughts down for my book. Jan had situated herself about 20 feet behind me up on a large rock and I was lying on my tummy, down on the blanket propped up with my arms, facing the water working on my tan. I turned around to ask Jan how it’s going and to my surprise, she was sitting on a rock behind her easel with her top off. “Oh my gosh!” I said out loud unintentionally. “I hope you don’t mind,” she laughed. “I hate tan lines,” she said casually and continued to paint. “It is a free country you know,” emphasizing the word free as she spoke. “You should try it sometime it’s very liberating.” ” I would I guess but I’m a little embarrassed” Embarrassed about what silly” she mocked, “It’s only us girls for heavens sake.” “Easy for you to say,” I said “you have tits to bare, me, I’m flat as board, I hate them.” By now I was feeling very self-conscious of the whole situation “Well if its any cancellation Rose, I think you have very nice tits, and besides, they’ll never sag when you get to be my age. Lighten up” she said humorously, you’re on vacation! I wanted to. I really wanted to bare it all I was thinking. With that, I sat up and nervously removed my top. The sun felt wonderful on my breasts. I felt proud of myself to muster up the courage and I was getting very aroused. Jan continued to paint and commented, “now, doesn’t that feel much better?” I must have dozed off because when I awoke, Jan was laying on her tummy on the blanket beside me eyes closed and enjoying the sun as I was. We lay there in the sun for a while both of us in a half sleep just enjoying the day and Jan rose and climbed up into the rocks and jumped into the water. I heard a splash and decided to join her. The water’s warm” I commented as I eased in and we kidded and splashed around. I tried not looking at Jan’s tits but that was easier said than done. This whole experience had already had an effect on me. When I get back today I’m going to make myself come silly, I thought Maybe I’m just too prude. I should just accept this situation for what it is, a casual and private swim with a friend, and besides, I am on vacation! We got out of the water and gathered our things. “Jan, that was the most relaxing time I’ve ever had. I’m having so much fun. Thanks for bringing me here” I said gratefully. “Your welcome sweetie” I knew you’d like it, there’s always something to do around here.” “Hey let me look at your painting,” I asked. Jan had painted the rock formation that she was facing and on the ground she painted in the blanket and the picnic basket, the bottle of wine and two glasses. I also noticed she had started to outline a figure. It would be the image of me lying on my tummy on the blanket. “Oh Jan that’s so beautiful.” I said. “We’ll need to come back and finish it sometime.” she said. Just then I felt a rush of emotion and a tear came to my eye and I lifted my head to face Jan and gave her a hug and said “thanks.” Realizing only then that our chests were bare and had brushed against each other for just a few moments. For a moment I felt a rush of pleasure deep in my lions. On the boat ride back I joked with Jan and asked if she always hangs around half nude and she laughed and said, “any time I think I can get away with it.” ” I guess I’m quiet a prude” I told her. I’ve lived a sheltered life but I did go skinny dipping one time with my girlfriend Sarah when I was around eleven or twelve. Does that count?” Jan laughed and said “ok we’ll give it to you.” She dropped me off at the cabin and said she would be going home for a couple of days for a family wedding and should be back with her husband sometime next week. The rest of the day I cleaned up around the place and then decided to drive to the general store for milk, bread, some snacks and maybe rent a video. “Hi!” came an enthusiastic and chipper greeting. “You’re the lady that’s living at the old Jenkins place right?” “Ah yes I am. I’m Rose. Rose Brooks” “Nice to meet you Mrs. Brooks my name is Emily Anderson. “Please, just call me Rose, and I’m not married.” I said. How did you know where I lived? “I overheard my Mom and Dad talking about it last week that a friend of the Jenkins was going to using the cabin for the summer.” Emily was a thin tall girl about 5’8″. Her hair was jet black and pulled back into a ponytail. She was a pretty girl and looked like a typical teenager complete with gothic style makeup. “Actually I saw you today with Mrs. Harris, I was the one on the swimming deck waving this morning remember?” “Yes of course, I guess you work here?” I asked “Yep, a couple of days during the week and on the weekends. Keeps me in gas money and helps me from getting too bored,” she said. “It was nice to meet you.” I said. “See you next time.” The next day was another wonderful day. The sun was shinning and after a light breakfast of fruit and bran flakes, I settled down at my laptop and actually started write my thoughts to page. In the last few days I had figured out a main plot, identified some of my characters, and had roughed out chapter one. It was going to be a spy thriller. My experience of such a wonderful day with Jan was still fresh in my mind and each time I thought about her I became excited. The other thing was these new thoughts and feelings I began experiencing the past few days. Thoughts of Jan and her casual attitude towards nudity had me intrigued. Was I attracted to her as in sexual way or was I infatuated with her because of her charm and wit. Today I was confused about my newly aroused bi-sexual feelings. I was as giddy as a schoolgirl. The clean air and sun was relaxing and for the first time in years I was feeling good about myself. So, I thought, what was I going to do today? I thought of Jan and realized that last thing I wanted to do was interpret her the wrong way and risk embarrassing myself. I wondered if Jan was a lesbian, after all, she was married! Was she trying to come on to me, is she just being nice. I was never very good at reading people. Oh well I thought, I’ll just play it by ear and either way I’ll consider her a friend. By noon I couldn’t resist. My mind was hell bent on going back to the secret cove and explore. I packed some snacks, ice and I figured four beers, should be enough. Lets see, book, lotion, beer, ice, junk food, that’s it. I loaded the canoe and paddled off. I was getting familiar with the lake’s shoreline and as long as I kept close to the shore I could get around. With skill I pulled the canoe up to the shore and laid my stuff and blanket out and popped open a cold beer. I explored the area and saw some foot trails leading into the woods. They looked like cool bike trails and wished I had a bike to check them out but I wasn’t going in there alone. After rubbing some sunscreen on, I looked around and considered removing my top. What the hell, there’s no one out here. Without a second thought, it was gone. The sun felt warm to my skin. Looking around and seeing that I was alone, I slipped out of my shorts and bikini bottoms and I instantly felt free. I rubbed lotion all over my naked body and especially on my breasts. The last thing I want is a burn on these sensitive little babies I though. I found a comfy spot on the blanket, put my walk-man headphones on, and lay on my back to relax and enjoy the warm energy rays of the sun. Meanwhile Emily saw and recognized Rose as she paddled past her parent’s and cottage figured out that she might be going to the cave pools. Thoughts flashed through her mind as she remembered all the things she learned there. Beth, the daughter of friends of the family was three years older than her and at fourteen, Beth was much more developed than Emily. Beth spent two summers with them when Emily was eleven and twelve. When you’re only eleven, a fourteen year old seems all grown up. Both girls would ride their bikes on the trails and one day they found this perfect spot. One thing would lead to another and after a few dares, both girls mustered up the courage to go skinny-dipping. Emily was always amazed at how much more developed Beth was. Beth had hair on her pussy and her breasts were more than just two bumps underneath her T-shirts. Beth would always reassure Emily that one day her tits would be big and would probably have a sexier body than her. Both those summers, the girls were inseparable. Emily had a hunch and hoped that Rose might be going there. “Mom, I’m going out for a bike ride, see you later” she said in a raised voice as she mounted her bike and headed toward the trails. On the way she reflected back on all the fun her and Beth had sneaking up and spying on people. Some would just come and explore the cave with nothing interesting happening and other times boy friend with girl friend couples would come and neck. That was cool. Emily still gets horniest when she’s peeking. The best peeking was when Mrs. Harris would go there. The first time she saw Mrs. Harris there she was with her husband. They looked around for a while then left. After that Mrs. Harris would come a lot and always by herself. She always took her clothes off and izmit escort would either paint or just lay and suntan. Sometimes she would take a bath in the cave pools. Mrs. Harris was old but Beth and Emily liked watching her lather her body and shampoo her hair. Mrs. Harris had the biggest set of tits Emily had ever seen. Beth and Emily couldn’t keep their eyes off her. Sometimes they would lay perfectly still in the trees for hours watching in amazement. From that spot Beth and Emily had their first lessons on sex. Emily remembered how bushy Mrs. Harris’s pussy was and then one day it was bald and smooth just like hers. If anyone caught them there, they would be in big trouble so the girls vowed to keep anything they saw or did their secret. Both girls shared the same bedroom in the cottage; each had their own beds. By the second summer, after a peeping session on Mrs. Harris, the girls giggled and talked about her in bed one night. It was on that night that Beth showed Emily how to get herself off. Beth told her that when she gets all sticky and funny feeling down there, to put her fingers in her pussy and that makes it feel good. Eventually both girls started to practice kiss and play with each other and got pretty good at it. Now it wasn’t long before Emily reached the cave pools and snuck to the edge of the tree line with caution as she had done so many times before. With anticipation she saw her there. Her hunch was correct. Emily was amazed at the sight of Rose. She looked so sexy lying there. Emily could see that Rose’s breasts were almost flat and reminded her of her own. See noticed that Rose looked almost boyish but yet sexy. She could see Rose’s neatly shaven pussy, a narrow patch just above the slit, and she made a mental note to try that sometime. Emily quietly undid her jean shorts and slipped her hand down to her pussy as she had in this very spot so many times before. She came fast, hot, and hard and she wished Beth could be here to help her along. Emily wanted to talk to Rose again. She wondered if it was such a good idea just now but after thinking about how to approach her, she figured on just riding her bike off the path and into the clearing. It would give Rose enough time to see her coming and cover up. Unfortunately for Rose, her headphones prevented her from hearing Emily’s approach and it wasn’t until Emily had rode across and momentarily blocked Rose’s sun did Rose open her eyes. I was in a half sleep and was suddenly startled by a voice. “Hey Rose” Oh my God! I screamed, “oh my God, oh my God!” In a panic I searched for my top for something, for anything to cover up with but couldn’t. Feeling really stupid, and in a panic, I crossed my arms over my chest to cover up. “I’m sorry if I surprised you” said the familiar voice. “Oh uh hi Emily,” was all I could blurt out. “Oh my God I’m so embarrassed.” You startled me,” I said nervously still looking around for something to cover up with. I was thinking where the hell is my top dam it? As if she could read my mind, “It’s right behind you,” she said. “Thanks. After a few moments of panic, I asked, “what brings you here?” “I come here all the time,” she said. I’ve been coming here since I was eleven”. “I didn’t think anyone knew about this spot” feeling stupid after I had said it. “Everyone around here knows about the cave, I come here all the time to think and hang out,” Emily told me. “How old are you anyway?” “I’ll be seventeen next month,” she said proudly. “I’ll be in the grade twelve.” Which is how the Canadians describe their senior year I gathered. “You in college?” she asked. “Thanks but no, I’m thirty years old. That must seem ancient to you” I said. “No not really. You look so much younger” she complimented. “Uh Listen Emily, I’m sorry about what you saw, I thought I was all alone here,” I said so as not to scare her off. “I hope you’re not offended,” I said apologetically. “Ah it’s ok, I do it all the time.” What sneak up on people or sun tan topples,” I said jokingly. “I tan nude here all the time!” she said. “Really?” I asked. “Ya, Beth and me used to skinny dip and nude tan all the time” “Really!” was all I could say. ” “Who’s Beth?” “She was best friend.” “Were you afraid of getting caught, like you caught me?” “Well I guess we were at first but I was only eleven years old when we first started. After awhile we hoped that someone would see us. It was sort of a turn on” She said. “You’re kidding right?” I asked. “No” she said. It seemed that Emily had explored every nook and cranny on this lake and offered to show me around if I liked. We talked for a while and she seemed like a normal 16-year old. Her Mom, like many others live at the lake during the summer and her father comes up on the weekends. Fortunately for Emily, the general store gave her a part time job for the summer so that she could earn and still come to the lake. “Don’t you miss your friends at home?” I asked her. “I don’t really have many friends. Most kids don’t like me very much” “No way!” I said, “You seem like a nice person, I like you!” “Gee thanks” see said, “you’re pretty cool yourself.” I thought she was blushing when I told her that. “Beth couldn’t make it this year,” she told me. “She has to work. She’s already in college. I got a lucky break with the general store so I came up with Mum,” she explained. “Maybe we can be friends.” I asked. “Can you show me around the lake and hang out sometime?” “Mind if I catch a few rays with you?” Emily asked. “No not at all” I said and I patted the blanket for her to sit down. “I have the day off today so I have all afternoon,” she said. Emily removed her Tee shirt and revealed more of her young firm body. She wasn’t built much bigger than I. My breasts were as small as hers but then again I’m 30 and she’s only sixteen. Her tits looked perfect on her. Her body was nicely formed and I envied her youth. She was wearing a pair of kaki shorts and a hot pink bikini top that looked awesome on her. Truly Botticelli had her in mind when he sculpted the statue of God Venus I thought. I handed Emily the sunscreen and I reached for a beer. “I’d offer you one but I think you’d get in trouble” “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone,” she replied so I gave her one. She gulped it down almost all at once. “Hey Emily, you’re going to get wasted like that” “Sorry”, was all she said. We talked for a while and she told me about the caves and trails. I told her I didn’t have a bike but maybe she could show me some of the caves some time. She looked very pleased that I would ask her. She slipped her shorts off revealing a skimpy and sexy bikini. She rubbed sunscreen on her front and asked if I would do her back. Secretly I admitted I wanted to. I rubbed the sunscreen on her back and shoulders. I did her thighs tried not to get too close to her pussy when I rubbed her upper legs. I rubbed the oily solution along her back again and down the side of her chest barely brushing her small tits through her top. This is one little sexy vixen I thought to myself. I gave her a light slap on her leg and said, “all done!” “You mind getting my back?” I asked. I lay down on my tummy and she worked her hands on my back and shoulders. Her hands glided like silk over my legs and thighs and back to my shoulders. When she moved back down to the tops of my legs. I spread my thighs open a little, trying not to be obvious about it, hoping she would go in just a little further. She started rubbing my shoulders again, “ah that feels soooo good,” I said letting out an involuntary moan. “Where did you learn to give messages?” “You can give me a rub down anytime,” feeling totally stupid after saying it. I thought. God, I am stupid. She’s going to think I’m a pervert or something. “Beth and me read some books on message therapy and we practiced on each other, she explained. “I’m thinking of going for sports therapy.” “Well I think you’re pretty good at,” was all I could say. “Thanks” she replied. “If you want, I can give you my five minute special. They say practice makes perfect” Before I could answer Emily had already began her routine and explaining what she was doing and for what muscle. The five minutes seemed like hours. I was experiencing euphoria. My sexual desires were boiling over and I knew that if I rolled over my wet spot would give me away. Sometimes Emily’s fingers would inadvertently get caught up under my bikini bottoms and that would just help my lust boil even more. All the while, Emily was explaining her technique and then she straddled me, sitting upright on my butt. This she said would allow her to transfer all her weight to her hands. Her legs were touching mine and her body felt hot on my skin. Did she know what she was doing to me? God I was getting really hot. This whole experience was unbelievable. I’m getting an awesome message by a sexy young girl and we’re both topless at that. Shit they’d never believe what’s been happening to me back home. Shit! What am I saying? I better not tell anyone about this at all. Emily had finished and asked me, what I thought? “That was great, maybe I can return the favor sometime but I’m afraid I’m not as good as you.” I said hoping she would take me up on it. I think at that point I crossed the line. I wanted this girl. I knew this was wrong. Having sexual feelings for Jan, and now for Emily, these were new emotions for me and I decided if the opportunity came up, I was going to fuck this young thing. Still topless Emily spoke and broke my train of thought. “Beth and me gave our selves messages all the time,” she said. Beth called it my practice time. “Well,” I said, “I think you’ll make a good masseur.” “So Emily, are there any guys around here?” “Are you kidding” the youngest guy around here is over fifty, most of the guys stay home and work and stuff, none of the teenagers come up any more except maybe for a weekend. “Do you have a boy friend?” I asked her. She looked at me and then leaned her head down a little and said “No” most guys are jerks she said. “All the guys at school go after the girls with big boobs, not to many go after me.” “Sounds like how it was when I was in school, it hasn’t changed much I guess.” I told her. “As you can see, I’m pretty much lacking in that area,” I told her, “but you’re still growing.” “I’ve got about all I’m going to get out of these babies,” I said and we both laughed. Emily went on to tell me about school, boys, her likes and dislikes, and sports. As she spoke I noticed how her skin was now oily and glisten in the sun. She was cute and animated when she spoke. I got the distinct impression Emily was flirting with me. I suggested we go for a swim. “I think all this hot sun and talk of boys is getting me hot and bothered.” I sat up and ran into the rock pool water and hoped she wouldn’t see my wet spot on my bikini bottoms. Emily joined me in the water. “They should name this Lake Topless.” I joked, “I think everyone I’ve met around here including me is into topless swimming” Emily didn’t seem shy at all. I was more nerved than she and I began to wonder who was teasing who. “Do you skinny dip a lot here Emily? “All the time, but during the day there are too many folks that come by, Beth and me found another spot last year that’s off the trails.” “More privacy than this! Can you take me there some time?” I asked enchanted by how casual she was about this whole event. “Maybe we should put our tops back on before someone sees us? ” I said. “I don’t see anyone around,” Emily said smiling, and with that she pulled off her bikini bottoms. Not to be out done by a kid, I did the same and slipped out of mine. I tried to be casual as I waded around in the water. “Do you do this with all the strange woman you meet?” I asked with a flirting tone of voice. “Only the ones that turn me on,” she said, staring directly into my eyes. I thought she was truly beautiful, God I wanted her, what was I thinking? I’m not supposed to feel that way towards another woman, towards a kid! This is nuts! I pondered the feelings for a few moments and attributed them to the fact that I hadn’t been laid in two years. I moved closer to her in the water and asked “would it be ok if I kissed you?” “I’d like that” she said in a whisper like voice and her mouth opened to receive my probing tongue. We kissed and felt each other up for a few minutes and I probed her tight pussy with my fingers. She told me she was so horny but I realized Emily was a minor and if someone saw us I could be in deep shit! “We can’t do this here Emily,” and reluctantly we both got dressed and decided to meet later. God we were so hot for each other. I never felt a passion so strong and I could see that Emily was trembling. “I’ve never done anything like this with an older woman” she said. “Have you ever been with another girl before?” I asked. “Maybe” “Have you ever been with another woman before?” she asked me. “Well not exactly. I’ve been nude around other woman before” I said with a quizzical look on my face. “Why?” Yesterday I went biking and saw you and Hrs. Harris here. ” Emily said with darıca escort a little smile on her face. “She has huge tits doesn’t she?” she asked. “That’s for sure, you little spy.” I said grabbing her and wrestling her to the ground. “We didn’t do anything,” I quickly added. “I know.” Emily said and I leaned into her and kissed her on the lips. Our mouths opened quickly to accept each others probing tongues. Emily wrapped her arms around me and pushed her tongue deep into my mouth. Oh God I was on fire! I had to come up for air. “Where did you learn to kiss like that?” “Practice” she said smiling. “With who, “other girls?” Maybe” she replied teasingly. For the next few days, I only saw Emily when I went to the general store. She got some additional hours and wanted to earn the money. Me on the other hand, I dreamt about fucking her with my vibrator and wondering just how much girl-girl action she’s had and with whom. Jan came back to the lake and her husband stayed up a long weekend. She invited me over for diner and I had a chance to meet Doug. You know how one sometimes imagines what someone’s spouse might look like? Well Doug and Jan just didn’t look like they were a couple. Doug was really quite boring and sort of nerdy. No wonder she leaves him home alone and comes up to the lake. I told Jan I had met Emily down at the store and she took me exploring on some of the hiking paths but I didn’t tell her any details. “She a cute little thing isn’t she” Jan commented. “Nice girls her and Beth” Jan stated. “I’m sure she told you all about Beth. She’s as good as lost without her around I think.” That week I met Emily’s parents and we had a drink together at the local watering hole. They are a nice couple and we got along great. Emily’s Mom said if I ever needed anything just get a hold of her from the general store, they know the number or if Emily is there, just let her know. Little did they know that their little Emily had already given me what I needed? The next few days were great days to work on my book. My mind ran wild with creative ideas for the book and I had thoughts of Emily and me in bed. I wasn’t sure I could ever work it to see Emily alone again but if there’s a will, there’s a way. I decided to drive up to the general store and rent The Sent of A Woman video and also to have a chance to see Emily. The store was pretty quiet and Rose and Emily had a chance to talk for a while. Emily’s parents were headed home for the night tomorrow. Her Dad would stay back in the city again and her Mom would return back the following day. Emily told her parents she needed the money and didn’t want to miss a day of work. It was Saturday and they had her scheduled all day. She wanted to stay back and work since she’d be home alone for only one night they agreed but her Mom would have someone check in on Emily to make sure she’d be all right. I knew what she had in mind and I suggested to Emily to check with her mother and that she would be welcome to stay at the cabin with me. Tell her I’d enjoy the company and you’d have an adult watching over you. We laughed and she said she’d give it try. What a brilliant plan. The next morning Emily’s Mom drove by and asked me if it would be ok with me. She’s sixteen and they’ve left her before but she’d feel better knowing Emily wasn’t alone at night. I agreed to have Emily over, we had an iced tea together and she was on her way. That day my excitement was overwhelming. I went up to the general store and picked up a case of wine coolers and winked at Emily as she rung me out. We both knew that after tonight, nothing would be the same. Emily arrived a little after six. I had prepared a salad and put a couple of steaks on the grill. I could see that Emily was nervous and I had butterflies in my stomach as well. We kissed passionately and that put us both at ease. During diner we had a couple of wine coolers but neither of us needed any encouragement. We cleaned up the dishes and went into the bedroom to slip on something more comfortable. Emily saw my lingerie drawer and was dying to try some on. “We’re about the same size Rose let me try some on,” she asked. “Sure Emily anything you want.” We undressed and dressed each other in different outfits and kidding around, we posed like a couple of sluts. We talked like best friends at a sleep over. “So what are some of the things you and Beth did around here?” I asked flopping down on the bed. Emily told stories of how they would explore the caves and trails. Some of the best games were spying games. “What are spying games?” I asked with interest. “No way, you don’t want to know” “Yes I do come on, I’ll tell you some secret stuff I did when I was a kid.” “Ok well we used to sneak up some of the other kids around here and catch them doing stuff they weren’t suppose to do you know like drinking or smoking. Stuff like that. I was only eleven. We’d get ice cream and candies bought for us to keep us quiet but then one night it got real interesting. There’s something you should know about Mrs. Harris. “Really! What?” Well one night we were sneaking around her place. Beth was fifteen and I was twelve. Beth knew everything about anything I Thought. You know at night if you have lights on in your cottage you can’t see anyone outside right?” I nodded and then realized what I had done a couple of nights ago and made a mental note to keep the lights off since there’s no dam drapes in the place. Mrs. Harris was stark naked on her couch watching porno movies. “Wow that’s hot!” “Ya that’s what we thought to. She had a real big set of tits and we were only used to seeing each other’s. We must have been outside her window for almost an hour watching her and the TV. We could see the TV better than we could see Mrs. Harris because of the big arm rests on her sofa but still we caught a pretty good peek. Man we were horny. “So what did you do?” There were bunk beds in my room and Beth and I shared the same room when she visited. That night for the first time we both had an orgasm. I’ve been playing with myself ever since. I’ve never done anything like that before” I told her. “Actually I’ve never told anyone one this but when I was around eleven or twelve my friend Sarah and I went skinny dipping in her pool one night. I remember how skinny and flat we were. It was pretty funny now that I think about it. Anyway, we had to be quiet so her parents wouldn’t hear us ” When we got out of the pool it was so cold we both wrapped ourselves in a huge towel butt naked touching chest to chest holding ourselves tightly to keep warm. I know it’s not as exciting as your stories but after that, Sarah and I would have sleepovers and we would pet and feel each other up. That was my only girl-girl experience until you came along Emily. “So what else happened?” I pushed. “Sometimes we’d go over to Mrs. Harris’s place because she wanted to practice painting humans and wanted us to be her models. All we would have to do is lay around and sun tan and try not to move too much. To be honest, Beth and I liked going over there because we could drink as much Pepsi as we wanted, and we were hoping to sneak a look at her big tits again. “So what happened?” I asked. Every time Beth and I went over, Mrs. Harris insisted we have enough sunscreen on so as not to burn. She was always rubbing it on us when we were there, or making us rub it on each other. A lot of times she wanted us to rub sunscreen on her so she wouldn’t burn. Beth and I liked feeling her body when we spread the sunscreen on. Later, when Beth and me were by alone, we would rub and pet our pussies until we came. Usually she would let us take turns rubbing her with sunscreen. I never had the nerve to feel her tits or pussy but Beth always did when she thought I wasn’t looking. On one occasion her friend from art class was staying with her for a few days and both of them wanted to paint us. Her friend looked younger than Mrs. Harris and pretty skinny. When her friend was there, Mrs. Harris wouldn’t let us rub any sunscreen on her, and her friend mostly wore a wrap or cover up from the sun. I thought that was different. After those three days, we never saw her friend again. That summer Mrs. Harris would ask Beth more than me to rub sunscreen on her. I finally figured that Mrs. Harris had the hots for Beth because she was three years older than me and had some nubs for tits. Secretly I felt a little jealous. Beth wouldn’t admit it but I think she wanted to have sex with her. “With all this talk I’m so fucking horny I want to fuck you.” I said. With that we leaned into each other touching and lying side to side on the bed and began to finish what we had both started back at the cave. My thoughts and emotions were racing a mile a minute. My heart was about to pound right out of its cavity Her kiss felt so good and warm. My pussy felt hot and sticky. Oh my God we were so hot for each other. I was the gentle aggressor and Emily willingly submitted to me. We undressed slowly savoring our bodies with our eyes and devouring each other with our tongues. I sucked on breasts and she found my pussy and slipped her lean fingers deep inside. Emily made me wild with passion and I instinctively wanted to suck her pussy with my mouth. For the first time in my life I kissed, sucked, and tasted another woman’s juices. Emily returned the favor and I came hard. It was the best orgasm I had ever experienced and like a drug addict, I craved for more and more. We spend the better part of the night there together, tightly in each other’s arms enjoying the afterglow of the experience. I could not have ever imagined it so. We stayed there together as one until the late morning sun’s rays filtered through the window and woke us up. “Ah shit! It’s Jan,” I screamed. Seeing her tie off the boat to the dock through the lake view windows and making her way up the path. “Fuck I forgot she was coming over this morning,” I said “Shit, now what?” she said. “Emily, just jump in the shower and by the time you get out I will have explained how your Mom asked if you could stay over, don’t worry about it.” I told her. “Calm do wn.” “Good morning Jan!” I kind of slept in and forgot all about brunch. I’m not even showered or anything.” “Hey don’t worry about it,” Jan replied and gave Rose a peck on the cheek. “I had a guest last night,” I said. Emily stayed over and was just getting ready to go to work” As Rose explained the story how it was that Emily was here, Jan heard the shower running and noticed there were no blankets or pillows out on the sofa. There was only one small bedroom and she concluded that both women had slept together. Jan also noticed the funky scent on Rose’s face when she cheek kissed her not minutes before. “That was nice of you to let her stay.” Jan replied. “After brunch do you want to come to my place, I promised to show you works” All three women had some brunch together. Emily went to work for noon and Rose showered and got dressed while Jan finished doing the dishes. Once at Jan’s, they mixed margaritas in the blender and drank while Jan showed off her works. Her loft was Jan’s studio. Small but brightly lit from the three skylights and one wall was completely mirrored. Rose was amazed how many paintings Jan had done. Some finished and others were work in progress. Rose noticed several paintings of two little girls sleeping on a blanket. Rose also saw the one of her from last week that wasn’t finished. “I’d like to finish that one before you leave next month Rose.” Both women mixed another pitcher of margaritas and went back up to the loft. “Rose I’d like to paint you in the nude, what do you say?” asked Jan “I thought you’d never ask,” and without a further word, I removed her shorts and tank top and asked Rose, “how do you want me?” She said how about on the floor and Jan came and knelt down beside me and held me. I would like to kiss you if that’s ok,” Jan said quietly and with that, she kissed me square on the lips. I didn’t resist. “Oh Rose I’m so hot for you. You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to be with you but was afraid of your rejection.” She said with heavy breaths. After I saw you and Emily I knew that you wouldn’t reject me.” I kissed her and told her I wanted he to. Jan and I kissed and sucked each other like two ravenous beasts over prey. Jan was defiantly experienced in women to women loving and I was instantly addicted to her. I couldn’t get enough of this older woman. Jan knew exactly what I wanted and needed. We made love all afternoon stopping only for a short rest and back to it again. We couldn’t get enough of each other and for the first time in my confused little life, I things clearly. Jan had all the toys that woman could wish for. She used that strap on dick like she was a guy and I enjoyed having her fuck me with it. I lived with Jan in her cottage for the rest of the summer and she taught me well in the ways of lesbian love. I thought of Emily and we debated whether or not we should have her over but decided against it because of her age. Mid August came too fast and furious. School had begun and I approached life with a new vigor and enthusiasm. I thanked Amy. For the use of her cabin and wondered to myself if she had any idea what goes on up there. Next weekend, I was going to start looking for nice girl and settle down.