Chapter 11

Thursday 23rd July

Three days later, Lauren made the journey back to Kristal’s house on the bus, arriving at about two o’clock. She rang the doorbell and was interested to see that Kristal looked much smarter than she had last time, wearing tights or stockings, an ivory coloured skirt and white blouse with a small, matching ivory waistcoat buttoned down the middle. Her shoes looked like her mother’s which were made by Bally. Her long dark hair was pinned up, allowing a few strands to elegantly frame each side of her face. Lauren was about to ask if she was going out, but Kristal read her thoughts.

“Had to see the solicitor. I need to look like I mean business until I get to court, then I’ll look poor! Anyway, a celebration is in order, my ex-husband just paid part of the settlement” she said, showing Lauren to the sofa.

Lauren wasn’t sure how to react, assuming that Kristal was referring to her divorce, but felt under-dressed for sure. She sat down while Kristal went into the kitchen.

“Do you drink Champagne? Oh, please don’t say `no’. Oh, or are you still under age?” inquired Kristal.

“I’d like some” said Lauren, hopefully answering all her questions as a dull pop came from the kitchen.

She emerged with a small tray, a bottle and two tall fluted glasses and placed them on the coffee table. Kristal poured the champagne and clinked her glass against Lauren’s.

“Here’s to us girls!” she said by way of a toast.

“Here here. Mmm. Oh, it’s gone up my nose, it’s so fizzy” giggled Lauren, holding her hand against her nose as though she was about to sneeze.

“Slowly, there’s no rush. Once we’ve a little drink we can see how you look in the dress. I’m quite pleased with it but I would like to know if you intend wearing it afterwards, I mean as a summer dress or something.”

“I don’t know, I hadn’t thought about it. I suppose it would be a waste to use it only once, wouldn’t it” said Lauren, sipping her wine again.

“And I think you’ll look beautiful in it. You’ll see. Better even than my bridesmaids - you saw them didn’t you?” asked Kristal, filling Lauren’s glass.

“Yes, did you keep your wedding dress?” asked Lauren, remembering that Kristal had promised to tell her the details about her ex-husband.

“No, I cut it up and cleaned my car with it! she said with a laugh, covering her mouth with her hand, suppressing the beginnings of an attack of the giggles. “Actually, I sold it. It cost quite a lot to make, and I don’t think I’ll be needing it again, even if I am only nineteen”.

“Surely you’ll marry again?”

Kristal moved towards her, touching her arm gently.

“Lauren, don’t worry. When I was your age all I wanted was to feel sure that I’d find the right man and live happily ever after. Now, I’m sure that it’s possible, but I don’t see it happening to me. Like I think I said, I was so sure about my husband before we married, and he sort of ran out of steam before we had been married a year.”

Lauren stared at her drink and emptied it.

“I don’t know what to think, life is beginning to get so difficult and confusing.” Her thoughts momentarily wandered off to Nikki and Mike and the fun they had had together. Her desires felt so natural and wholesome but then at other times they worried her. Kristal filled both glasses.

“My trouble was that when I was your age, I experimented, as does everyone I think, with boys and girls. But I didn’t listen to what was going on inside me and I didn’t give myself time to find the right person”

As the conversation continued, Lauren felt her head starting to swim. She had had two or three glasses of champagne after a light lunch and she was slightly hungry.

“How long before you chose between boys and girls then?” asked Lauren, looking at her glass.

Kristal stood up and took off her waistcoat, leaving it on an armchair.

“Gee, I’m warm. How long? Oh, I don’t know if I’ve ever made that choice, not one against the other forever. Lauren, I’m not sure if I should be talking to you like this, your mother would be angry I think” warned Kristal, as she sat back down curling her legs under her, facing Lauren.

“I won’t say anything to anyone, don’t worry” said Lauren, resting her head on the back of the sofa, noting that she couldn’t quite see between Kristal’s legs.

“I trust you. You see, I found that it’s so different when a man touches you to when a woman does, you know?”

Kristal paused momentarily, but long enough to see that Lauren was nodding very slightly.

“My husband and I used to have a very good sex life until just after we were married and then it sort of stopped. If it hadn’t been for a friend of mine I would have gone mad. She satisfied me in a way that I hadn’t felt before, but that’s not to say a man couldn’t” said Kristal, watching intently the expression on Lauren’s face as she added intrigue and mystery to her story. She continued.

“Sara was patient, she believed in and practiced foreplay and knew - because she was a woman - how to treat a woman. I found that the men I went with just wanted to get inside me and that was it. They had no time for my feelings.”

Lauren nodded. “What did she do, then?” asked Lauren, thinking that she knew the answer anyway.

“We used to take each other’s clothes off, but slowly, without a rush. And when she touched me, she knew where and when and how hard and all of those things that you’ve been doing to yourself for a few years, I would think. She would kiss me all over and I would happily do the same for her. And she always washed and made sure she was clean. In fact that was the best bit sometimes, just having a bath together, washing ourselves.”

The frown on Lauren’s forehead relaxed as her lips partly slightly to give way to the slightest smile. She nodded.

“I’ll show you if you like, but don’t decide now. Think about it and tell me after we’ve checked out your dress. Come on, take your shoes off” she said, offering Lauren her hand.

Lauren was a little unstable on her feet, and felt worse when she was asked to stand on a small box, about a foot high. Kristal brought the dress over from her table and Lauren put her arms through the jacket. Kristal went round the box and faced Lauren. Pulling the jacket together, she made a couple of marks with her chalk and took it off her.

“I think you’ll have to slip your jeans down so that I can get a decent measurement of your hips”

Lauren obeyed, unzipping her jeans and pushing them past her knees so they bunched around her ankles, all the while holding on to Kristal with the other hand. The skirt section was draped around her and fastened at the front.

“I’m going to put some layers under it to give it more volume, let’s try some and see what you think” said Kristal.

Lauren wasn’t exactly sure what she meant, but realised that it would be like having many petticoats on under a dress to give it a very traditional Swiss shape. Thankfully, Lauren noted that it didn’t have the gaudy reds, blues and greens that characterised many of the traditional Swiss costumes. With the outer material in place, Kristal worked a number of layers underneath, pinning them in place.

“OK, that’s it. Down you get. Now, let me have this bit” she said, taking away the lower skirt and the multiple layers underneath. “Have you thought about whether you’ll be wearing stockings at the wedding?” Kristal asked, knowing that Lauren didn’t possess a pair.

“Er no, not really.”

“Well, sit down and try some on”

Lauren pulled off her jeans and sat on the edge of the sofa while Kristal fussed about her, fixing a garter belt in place and then a pair of dark blue stockings. She insisted doing it all for her, and all Lauren had to do was stand and walk over the mirror. Lauren was delighted with what she saw. She looked so grown up, and with her shoes on, the stockings accentuated the shape of her legs. She twirled, looking at the shape of her bottom and the crisp outline of one leg against the other. When Kristal brought in a white pair, she wanted to do it herself. Lauren returned to the sofa, and with one leg bent up against her chest, she rolled one pair off and the other on, standing and fixing the straps herself with much satisfaction. Kristal followed her this time to the mirror and sat down at her feet. She looked in the mirror at Lauren while pulling one of the stockings up higher to match the other. Her hand came away from the material and caught her vagina.

“Oh, sorry” she said, looking up at Lauren.

Lauren smiled. She felt so sexy, even a little powerful, and understood what Kristal was doing. She had already made her mind up that she wanted to know more from this girl and so she turned to her, her legs apart slightly more than necessary.

“That’s OK, I’m a bit wet”

“I know. That’s because you feel sexy. And that’s because you are, very sexy” she said quietly, trailing her fingers down the back of her legs.

“Show me what she did to you?” whispered Lauren, swaying slightly from the wine and the touch of the girl. Kristal smiled up at her.

“Lie on the sofa, I’ll be back when the bath is ready. All we’ll do is wash together. Hey, and don’t fall asleep on me.” requested Kristal, on her way to the bathroom. Lauren heard the sound of the water as the bath filled, and heard a couple of drawers shutting, presumably from the bedroom.

The water stopped, and Lauren heard the toilet flush, reminding her the she needed to go as well. She had noticed a cloakroom by the front door and made her way towards it. She returned inside a minute, and lay back on the sofa just as Kristal entered the lounge. She had changed into a short white silk dressing gown that fastened at the front. Her hair was down, hanging loosely way past her shoulders. She had removed her stockings and shoes. Lauren thought she had probably removed her underwear as well, but didn’t really mind. In fact, as the room floated around, she cared about nothing at all. Kristal leaned down and picked up Lauren in her arms like a baby.

“Relax, I won’t drop you” she said reassuringly, carrying her into the bedroom and placing her gently on the bed.

“Mmm, that’s nice” said Lauren, feeling the cool cotton against her thighs.

“Let’s get you ready for your bath, then, shall we?”

Kristal sat next to her and eased her T-Shirt over her head. She looked stunned as she looked at the little girl’s breasts and seemed to have to restrain herself from proceeding too quickly. Kristal leaned over and kissed Lauren’s stomach, causing butterflies to flutter through her own body. Her lips pecked at her soft skin, slowly and gently, just as she had described to her. Lauren closed her eyes and sank deeper into the pillow, her right hand finding Kristal’s head where she played with her long, dark hair. Kristal’s kisses traveled upwards between her breasts, and as they reached her neck, Lauren leaned backwards to give her as much encouragement as possible. Kristal moved around to the side of her neck and kissed below her ear.

Lauren’s heart was pounding, her body torn between rapid satisfaction and prolonging an exquisite experience at the hands of the older teenager. Perhaps she could be satisfied many times this afternoon. Without making any particular decision, Lauren resumed her floating as Kristal’s tongue licked around her ear. Lauren parted her legs by bending the right knee, and moved her right hand down between her legs. Kristal took hold of Lauren’s hand, and allowing her to feel her vagina through her knickers, whispered to her.

“Taste it”

Lauren dreamily brought her hand up to her mouth and licked her fingers. Kristal moved over her and kissed her lips, letting her tongue enter her mouth, licking her lips and fingers. Her hand moved onto Lauren’s stomach while she kissed the little girl passionately. Lauren’s hand returned to the long dark hair that hung over her breasts, and traced a path from her head across her shoulders and down inside her dressing gown. She cupped her breast, feeling the erect nipple in the palm of her hand stiffen as she explored.

“Oh, that’s it” murmured Kristal.

Slowly, as though they had all the time in the world, Lauren explored her other breast, while Kristal kissed her lips, her ear, then traveled down to her breasts, languidly running her tongue around in circles before concentrating on her nipples. Lauren felt the tremblings of her orgasm begin in the depths of her stomach, joining up with the warm glow from deep inside her vagina. Kristal moved away from her nipples, downwards, across the flat of her stomach to the inside of her thighs. Her tongue ran along the inside of her left thigh, as her long dark hair flowed delicately over her right. Each journey of her tongue ended closer to her vagina, never quite reaching, always turning back waiting for permission to proceed. In desperation, Lauren tugged at Kristal’s dressing gown, exposing her rounded breasts. She looked across and finding the chord, pulled at the bow and let the gown fall out of sight. Kristal understood only too well, and pushed her hand underneath Lauren’s bottom, taking hold of the waistband of her knickers.

Lauren raised her bottom in anticipation and was rewarded as Kristal slid her knickers down to her ankles. Lauren lowered her trembling body back onto the bed as Kristal resumed kissing her thighs. She made no comment about the lack of pubic hair, but Kristal quickly put her left hand between her own legs, pushing a finger straight into her drenched pussy. Her tongue finally made contact with Lauren’s pussy lips, at which point Lauren spread her legs and bent her knee, knocking Kristal on the side of her head.

“Bath time, young lady.” said Kristal

Kristal stood up and went to her chest of drawers, searching for some new underwear. She selected silk underwear for both of them, and had clearly decided that they would do without anything else unless Lauren wanted to put the stockings back on. She turned back to Lauren, leaning her head to one side, checking if Lauren had fallen asleep. Lauren let out a long sigh.

“I’m not sure if I can walk. I really would like to do that some more after we’ve had a wash. Please?” asked Lauren, getting carefully to her feet.

“Oh, don’t you worry, I’ll make sure you enjoy yourself” she said, taking Lauren by the hand and leading her into the bathroom. Kristal got into the bath first, and helped Lauren to step in carefully and turn round so that Lauren’s back was to her. She sat down, and guided Lauren between her legs. Lauren inhaled deeply, buoyed by the water and the deeply provocative scent of the bath oils.

“Lie back on me. That’s it.” The bathwater gurgled out through the overflow for a couple of minutes as Lauren leant back, her head resting on Kristal’s left shoulder. She could feel her breasts supporting her back and the hard nipples on her shoulder blades. Kristal brought her knees up and Lauren rested her hands on them, letting out another sigh. The old bath was ideal for two people without being so big as to lose any chance of intimacy. Kristal swished the water around, splashing it against Lauren’s chest. Lauren looked up at Kristal and the two girls kissed, lightly at first, Lauren this time introducing her tongue, running it along Kristal’s lips and searching out her mouth. Kristal brought her hand up onto Lauren’s breasts, massaging them and marveling in their young firmness.