“Bonding” – Chapter 5:- “An Appointment”

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As we walked from the Jeweller’s our stomachs noticed that the time was now just past one-thirty, and as “Rainbows” was close, only a couple of doors down the street, so we just dropped in there for lunch.We stepped inside; and found the place to be fairly full, but the woman behind the bar straight away noticed Brenda and nodded in recognition. We both knew we wouldn’t be waiting long before she served Brenda.“My dear, I am buying, so just be a love and go straight through to the rear courtyard and find us both a seat,” Brenda told me.I confirmed my food and drink order and then did as Brenda had requested. It still felt strange being out in public with an older lady, though perhaps it felt even stranger that I was not allowed to pay for anything!“David, these days my parents expect me to pay for everything at home. That is why I will need to work if I am going to go back to college and study.”“Anyway, back to my date story.”As I walked into the large courtyard, I glanced at the table where Brenda and I had sat a few weeks ago, the night when Brenda and I first met. Sitting there now was another couple, a younger woman with an older lady, with their meal now finished, a drink and a cigarette in their hands. They reminded me of Brenda and me.I glanced around, looking for two seats together, and noticed just how different “Rainbows” looked at lunchtime. The outside courtyard was now set up more for eating, with tables and bench seats, many of which had umbrellas up to shield the mid-day British sun, or perhaps more typically the English summer rain.There were also armchairs and settees with low coffee tables for more informal bites to eat, and to break up the area, there were many plants and flowering bushes, all growing in large ceramic pots. I guess they must have been there a few weeks ago, but I just hadn’t noticed. Rainbow’s was busy and as in the evenings, most of the clientele were women. That made me feel comfortable and more at home, after all, the over-the-top jewellery I was wearing displayed my newly chosen sexuality.I managed to find a low double settee that had a wall behind it and faced out towards the other diners. A bush with sweet-smelling pink flowers shielded us a little from the gangway. Across it, I noticed that there were two ladies, sitting on high-backed chairs and eyeing me up. It felt like I was their next course, but I wasn’t interested, as today I was with Brenda.As I sat down, my new grey dress hem rose to display my legs and the lower part of my thighs. I hoped that it didn’t rise too far, as I only wanted my legs and my sexuality on display; not my sex. I pulled the dress down only to notice it ride up again and I suspected it would not be long before one of the two ladies watching me tried to engage in conversation. I just hoped Brenda arrived before that happened.Then another thought came to me. Perhaps this was another test; perhaps Brenda wanted to see how I handled myself when approached by interested ladies.Do I push them away, or should I flirt?I chose to ignore them and wait for Brenda; we needed to talk. I needed an understanding.I had assumed this would only be a quick lunch, as Brenda had told me that she wanted to take me to one more shop before she had a local four o’clock appointment. But there was still time to sit there and relax, and, most importantly, chat, and understand each other, and what sort of sexual relationship we both wanted.I was certainly pleased that there was a rule about not falling in love. I thought I could never be in love with a woman, especially an older woman, as when it comes to love, I was sure that I needed a man.As I sat there on the settee, waiting, I became more and more conscious of my pantyless state. It was something not helped by the two ladies, hovering, waiting for me to show some interest in them. I kept pulling my new dress down, but it just rode straight back bursa escort up. It was exciting but also at the same time worrying, even with crossed legs, as there was a chance that I might flash more than I wanted to anyone looking my way.Brenda arrived with two pints in her hands, a cider for me and a pint of the local bitter for her.“Is that what you normally drink?” I asked as she sat next to me. Her choice surprised me.“Just occasionally, my dear, I just have not had a pint for some while, so you could say, it was a spur-of-the-moment decision, which, when I think about it a bit like you, a spur-of-the-moment decision.”Brenda looked at me. Her eyes went up from my feet, along my slightly outstretched legs, before stopping on my eyes. She stared into them and I smiled back. It had felt as though Brenda’s eyes had just devoured me and a small tingle had gone through my body. Her brown eyes told me that she liked what she saw, and my pussy continued to tingle.David, Brenda may be over ten years older than my mother, but there was something about her that deeply attracted me. Yes, I know part of it is the excitement of the sexual unknown she is offering me, but that is not all.Some of her mannerisms remind me of you, David…… I know you are not a lesbian, or old, David, but I need to get back to the story…As we sat there, after taking the first sip of her pint, Brenda wistfully remarked, “My preferred alcoholic drink is champagne… especially if I am hosting a party.” Her comment hadn’t surprised me. She had even left the word champagne hanging in the air to emphasise its importance.Brenda looked at me, her eyes once again staring into mine. “Red wine or cocktails, it is whichever one that takes my fancy, my dear. Unlike girlfriends, I have no rules with my alcoholic beverages.”  Brenda’s words seemed to eat into me as she smiled, her eyes now drifting in the opposite direction to what they had travelled before. She was visually undressing me and another small tingle went down my spine.I think Brenda noticed both my tingle and the fact that I was worried I might flash my two lady admirers as she glanced across the gangway and smiled, “Relax, my dear, Vera and Vanesa won’t bite.” Then she chuckled, “Do you want me to ask if they like to join us?”I quickly whispered, “No, I’m with you,” which brought another small chuckle from Brenda. She seemed to be now riding high in her element.It hadn’t been surprising that Brenda knew them both. She seemed to know everyone who was anyone at “Rainbows.” I relaxed and, much to Brenda’s delight, I let my skirt ride up another couple of inches, though I hoped it didn’t show too much.Our ordered sandwiches, with a side of chips, arrived, and we started to talk about everyday life. It turned out that Brenda’s father was Scottish, which explained her very slight Scottish accent, but she had been born and had always lived locally, her mother a local girl.I asked about where we were going this afternoon, but Brenda would not tell me. All she would say was, “It would be good for my womanly education.”We talked and finished our food, and then we each lit up a cigarette and the conversation moved to us, and about today.“So, how have you enjoyed the day so far?” Brenda asked and then smiled as she noticed that I was already smiling at her question.“Well, it has been a day of many firsts,” I said, “but I have enjoyed the experience. Thank you for showing me all this, but you should not have spent so much on me. I am a little embarrassed.”“Nonsense, my dear. I am having a ball watching you have fun. But I am intrigued, what are you going to tell your boyfriend, or should I say… boyfriends?”I giggled when Brenda said that.David, I told her that I would tell you everything, as, without your support, it would be doubtful that I would be sitting there. As for Alan, I told Brenda the truth, that I have kept my bisexual bursa escort bayan side a secret. I explained how Alan doesn’t know the real me, that I have kept so much away from him that I now just feel guilty.I also mentioned it was time to free myself and start to live my life as I wanted to… with no secrets.Brenda also asked me if I loved you and I told her that I did, even though we had only been together a few weeks. I told her that you have given me the confidence and support to explore a different way of life. To explore my bisexual side and most importantly, find my true sexuality. It was something I could never do with Alan, as he would never understand. Returning to my story, Brenda and I sat there eating and discussing the day. My two admirers, Vera and Vanesa, left, and after they had gone, I let my skirt ride up a little more. I wanted Brenda to look, to desire me. With our food gone and a cigarette in our hands, Brenda suddenly asked a question which caught me by surprise.“Why do you want to be with me?”I blushed. I liked being spoilt, and Brenda’s company, but we both knew that wasn’t the reason I was here, and I knew I needed to make that clear to Brenda. I also wondered if this was another small test, one demanding complete honesty and clarity.I quietly answered, almost in a whisper. “I like you, Brenda, but we both know I like sex. I want to explore fully my bisexual side, I want to know who I am, and I want to do it with you, Brenda, as your official girlfriend.” Brenda smiled and then grinned. She seemed to like my answer, but she promptly followed it up with another question.“You said you love David, even though you have only been with him for a few weeks. How do you know he will carry on supporting you if you choose to be also with me?”“Yes, I love him, though I cannot explain why. I know he will support me. We briefly met four years ago, but I never forgot him. There was something about him, a twinkle in his eyes; though the truth is it was more than that. But as you say, Brenda, we have not been together long, and he also has another girlfriend, Sarah.”I looked at Brenda, and time firmly stated, “So I have to share him like he is sharing me.”Brenda’s chuckle turned into a genuine laugh as she spluttered, “But he is sharing you with Alan, and possibly me, and probably others.” Then more loudly she asked, “Does he know you are a bit of a tart?”I blushed. I knew Brenda was right, but the truth was it didn’t bother me and it never had. I have always been very sexual, or as Brenda put it, a bit of a tart.“He knows,” I quietly replied to Brenda. “But it does not bother him or me that I am sensual, that I sleep around, or that I am a tart. I happily share David with Sarah, and he doesn’t mind me sleeping with other girls. In fact, he told me to go and freely explore my bisexual side. He has this thing that when I have sex with other women, it doesn’t count, as they cannot father my babies.”Brenda chuckled, then smiled, and then quietly said, “I know.” I didn’t really understand why she had said that, but I quickly moved on.“As for me sleeping with men, David would prefer it if I did not, but I have told him that I need to be free to sleep with whoever I want, including other men… However, though David and I have a completely open relationship, I have promised him that for the immediate future, I am only interested in sleeping with women; maybe lots of them.”Brenda laughed again. She was having fun, though maybe at my expense.“As for Alan, yes he shares me with him but all David says about him is, I bought into that, and then it normally followed up with, when I am going to leave him?”Brenda chuckled again. “I bought into that. That’s one way of putting it,” and then she questioned, “Is David going to dump Sarah for you?”“No, and I do not want him to, and I have told him that. He loves Sarah as well as me, and as you now escort bursa know, Brenda, David, knows I sleep around. It doesn’t seem to bother him. We have agreed that needs to carry on, me sleeping around; though we have also said what we do must be in the open… no secrets.”Brenda laughed again, maybe louder this time, and then asked as her hand rested on my knee for the first time, “Is Sarah as pretty as you, Clare?”David, I couldn’t answer Brenda then as I had not yet seen Sarah’s photos. I didn’t realise just how beautiful she was. So I said…“I do not know. I have not met Sarah yet, but I will soon. From what David says, she is not only pretty; she is understanding and extremely sexy, too. Though surprisingly, that is exactly the same thing as he says about me!”Brenda quickly responded, “You are a hot-looking woman, Clare, and I should know. David would be a fool if he ever let you go,” and with that observation, she squeezed my knee.I smiled. Brenda’s comments felt reassuring, and I almost blushed, but I wasn’t sure. I had never been confident with my looks. I covered Brenda’s hand on my knee with mine.“David is not going to let me go, he loves me and the truth is, we have bonded. I don’t understand it. I never just met someone and then just almost instantly fell in love with them. Brenda, could that really happen?”My question went unanswered, but Brenda’s distance glaze told me all I needed to know. She was thinking back, and her look told me it was possible. That she had, a long time ago, instantly fallen in love with Hugo.“The only boyfriend who is going is Alan. I just need to find the right time and the correct words. He has been good to me in the past, but now we live different lives. David will look after me if I fall out with my parents. As I have already mentioned, he is the one who has encouraged me to find my true sexuality, and that is why I am here now with you, Brenda.”Brenda squeezed my knee once again, as we sat in silence and finished our cigarettes. We had come to some sort of mutual understanding.We left “Rainbows” for the last shop, which turned out to be a shoe shop. As we approached, Brenda started talking to me.“I do not own or have any business interest in this shop, nor do I know anyone who works here.” As she said it I wondered why she was telling me this, but I guessed that this was all part of my education.“See that young ginger-haired girl over there?” Brenda asked as we stood outside the shop.I looked and saw her. She was a shoe fitter, shorter than me, maybe five feet six inches, and had shoulder-length ginger hair. She also looked to be around my age.Brenda continued, almost instructing me.“Her name is Karen, and I have seen her a few times around in the city’s gay bars with a straight girlfriend. She has been to Rainbows at least once and I am sure she is similar to you, in the process of coming out as a lesbian.”I looked at Karen once again. I didn’t know her, and she seemed a little bored.“Here are one hundred pounds,” Brenda then stated as she handed me some notes. “I like you to go in and purchase three pairs of shoes. They must have a minimum of three-inch high heels and are suitable for going out in the evening. You must have Karen serve you, so wait until she is free. I am not coming in with you, but I will discretely watch from here.” Brenda then smiled and looked at me. I somewhat apprehensively stared back, as her smile turned into a chuckle. “I want you to flirt with her and see if you can get her to flirt back. Actually, I want you to get her phone number.”That request surprised me, as I thought Brenda wanted me to be with her. Though, I did already know that I would be, shared frequently in the future with other lesbians similar to her.David, I probably sounded a bit weak with what I said next, but I was worried…“But I am not sure how to, Brenda as I never tried to pick up a girl before. You know this is all new to me.” Then a new thought occurred to me, and I asked, “Is this a challenge, another test?”Brenda chuckled again, “No, it is education, my dear.”“Education,” I queried. To me, it felt like another test.

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