Jennifer is a married, hot yet lonely cougar. Monica is a sexy eighteen year old housekeeper from down the street, still a virgin despite her looks. Will Jennifer be able to seduce the virgin into having lesbian sex? This is a short story, just over twelve thousand words.
Excerpt:
The cleaning woman, Monica, had arrived early on Friday afternoon. "Good afternoon, Ms. Stephens." Monica said.
"Please, call me Jennifer."
Opening the door to her two thousand square foot home, the tall, statuesque woman smiled at her cleaning girl. The eldest daughter of a neighbor down the street, Monica had grown into an incredibly sexy young woman. Jennifer shut the door behind her and stared dreamily at the young woman, shaking her head slightly. Only a few months over eighteen and soon going off for college, Monica wore a skin tight pair of worn out jeans and a ragged t-shirt. The pants had a few small holes in them as well, through which Jennifer could glimpse some of the young woman's delightfully pale flesh.
Following Monica into the kitchen, Jennifer watched in admiration as she bent over to pick something up, a piece of food, or perhaps a small hair. The house was fantastically spotless ever since the young woman had started cleaning three days a week for Jennifer and her husband, Rick. He was frequently out of town on business and Jennifer had taken to admiring the young woman's body as she cleaned. Jennifer's heart fluttered as she saw the outline of the girl's ass. Bent almost double, Monica had a tight body, the kind that made everybody turn their heads, just to make sure they were seeing what they imagined.
Feeling excited, Jennifer briefly touched her own mound beneath her skirt, cupping the warm flesh. While she held her fingers between her legs, Jennifer watched as the girl stood, the tight pants leaving nothing about the shape of Monica's firm butt to the imagination. Face flushing, Jennifer started to move her hand inside her skirt when the young woman spoke.
"I'm going to start in here today," Monica said, not looking back. She strutted to the sink and opened up the counter, to drop whatever she had picked up in the trash. Jennifer stared at the young woman's backside, continuing to push her fingers beneath her skirt. Overwhelmed with the desire to touch herself, she stood in the hallway, watching the young woman start the dishes. Admiring the long, light brown hair cascading down Monica's back, Jennifer wondered if the young woman would freak out if she tried to seduce her. For her age, the other woman seemed remarkably ignorant at times.
In contrast to Monica's shiny, flowing light brown locks, Jennifer had an auburn shade that curled lightly around her face. A few freckles shone against her rather pale skin, where the younger woman showed some freckles, Monica also had a healthy light tan from being out in the sun that summer. While standing in the hallway, one hand buried under her green, loose skirt, Jennifer decided to try something.