My First Lesbian Experience With An Older Foxy Lady

My name was Sophie Moore, a twenty eight year old graduate art student. I lived in a small coastal town on the outskirts of Cornwall, England, with nothing but beautiful countryside all around. I worked in a tourist gift shop and some of my art paintings were there for sale. I painted just nature of animals, sea, and countryside. I was a tomboy sort of as I didn’t wear make up to get the attention of men and I didn’t wear short skirts either. I just wore like denim dungarees majority of the time and wore my long straight brown hair in a loose hair bun. It was the middle of July and the tourist season was beginning to pick up and it was like any other day with customers coming and going. But this particular day when the door to the gift shop opened there was a slight bahçesehir escort breeze that suddenly freshened the shop. I said bye to a customer who I had served and then felt myself gasp as a extraordinary beautiful woman in her late forties wearing a black, sleeveless thin strapped tank top and long black and white skirt was looking at my paintings on the walls intensively. “Hello, can I help you at all?” I asked, in a pleasant tone of voice as I left the till and walked over. She turned to me and smiled. It was a warm, friendly smile. “This painting of the horses running in a field is wonderful. I will take it,” she said.”How much?””That’s twenty pounds,” I said with a smile. I carefully unhooked the painting off the wall and went back beylikdüzü bayan escort behind the till to gift wrap it but the beautiful woman stopped me.”No, don’t wrap it. It’s for me, I want to put it up in my new house up by the meadow,” she told me as she handed over a twenty pound note. “Oh, so you’re the new owner of the house up there,” I replied with interest. I folded my arms under my breasts and smiled. “Always wanted to know who had bought that. No one said it had been bought by such a beautiful woman.” I couldn’t stop the words coming from my mouth. I felt embarrassed and as I looked at her her cheeks reddened.”Thank you,” she said. “If I’d known the gift shop worker was such a sweet and cute girl I would’ve come down escort beylikdüzü sooner.” She winked at me. “I’m Monica Milian, if you finish early let’s go horseback riding and get to know each other better,” she said the last bit in a seductive tone. She leaned in forward and my eyes lowered down to her bosoms bursting out of the top. I tried not to let her notice but she had and winked at me again. She put her left hand on my hands and leaned in more to whisper, “I can give you pleasure.”I was shocked and felt a weird sensation beginning to stir up in my groin area. What was it? My brown eyes lowered down to her breasts and the sensation grew. What was this feeling? I felt a throbbing down below as well.. “I can finish up early today as its been quiet,” I said. I stood up and put a lock on the till then grabbed up my bag and went for the door.Monica lifted up my painting and put it under her arm.We left the shop and I locked up. I rode with her to her detached house by the meadow in her red mercedes car and went to her stables and got on a couple of her horses.