Chapter 34: Postscript C - Ruthie’s Affair With Marla

While Mike was trying to figure out how to deal with the sudden reduction of his income, there was another development in Ruthie’s life that helped her overcome her traumatic childhood and the self-hatred she had as a result of struggling with non-verbal communication disorder. She was able to fulfill a lot of her old teenaged fantasies by having an affair.

The affair turned out to be one of the luckiest things to ever happen to Ruthie. Ironically, cheating on Mike also greatly improved her relationship with him. The problem that Ruthie had with Mike is that she deeply loved him as a person and as her partner, but she was not sexually attracted to him. He was a loving and dependable companion who filled her emotional needs, so she never considered leaving him. But the disconnect between her need for companionship and her sexual fantasies was a major frustration throughout her freshman and sophomore years in college. Then, after she had been with Mike for nearly two years, Ruthie met Marla.

Ruthie was not the sort who enjoyed going out too much, and certainly not alone. However, when her Mike needed to go across the country to attend a week-long conference of lower-level parking department managers, she was in a rare adventurous mood and she decided to take advantage of his absence to check out a new club which had opened up a few blocks from where they were living. She couldn’t explain, even to herself, why she wanted to go to a club alone. She definitely was not a club-type person. She was no good at making small-talk, which meant that she had a hard time making a good first impression. She was not interested in meeting any men. She already had one man, and one man was more than enough for her. She really wasn’t sure what she wanted.

Ruthie noticed an attractive, tall, middle-aged woman when as soon as she entered the club. The woman was alone, drinking and sending texts on her cell phone. Ruthie kept glancing over at her. Because of the college student’s sexual fantasies, the woman was the sort who most attracted her. She looked in her late ‘40s and was dressed in a no-nonsense business outfit. She carried herself with the air of a person you would not want to cross. Ruthie found her intimidating, which was precisely why she found her so sexy. However, as always, she was too shy to approach her.

The professional noticed Ruthie continuously glancing at her. The college girl couldn’t have been any older than 20. She was totally cute. It was also obvious she was shy, nervous, and out of her element in the club. The professional felt a strange desire to comfort and protect the girl, but she realized she would have to make the first move. The whole thing seemed absurd, because she was more than twice the girl’s age and even had a 20-year-old daughter in college.

Hell, my daughter and this girl probably sit together in class. This is totally insane. But ... oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained...

The professional walked up to Ruthie and gently touched her shoulder. “Hi there.”

Ruthie blushed. “Uh ... hi, ma’am...”

“I was just about to get myself a drink, and was wondering if you’d like one. My treat.”

“I uh ... yeah ... sure ma’am ... I’d ... uhh ... I’d like that...”

“Come along then, you can tell the bartender what you want.”

Ruthie had to order a non-alcoholic drink because she was not yet 21. That detail embarrassed her, but her companion found it cute. The professional touched her arm as she handed her the drink. It was obvious, even to someone as oblivious to non-verbal cues as Ruthie, that the woman was coming on to her.

“Ha! How silly of me! We haven’t even introduced ourselves! My name’s Marla. And you are?”

“I ... uh ... Ruthie, ma’am. My name’s Ruthie Burns.”

Marla quickly assessed the situation. She was encouraged that Ruthie had seen her up close, realized she was not young at all, but still did not seem to be put-off by her age. Judging by the girl’s nervous manner of talking and awkward behavior, Marla correctly guessed that Ruthie had a non-verbal communication disorder, which would affect her ability to make small-talk. She also correctly guessed that Ruthie was submissive and attracted to authority figures, especially women. Assuming that was true, Ruthie would actually be more attracted to older people, especially if they had a strict demeanor in their personalities. If Marla took charge of the relationship from the beginning, Ruthie would follow her anywhere. She put her hands on the collage student’s shoulders. Ruthie trembled and her heart beat very hard, but she did nothing to discourage Marla’s advances.

“Do you like this song? It’s one of my favorites from when I was in high school, back in the ancient times...”

“Yes, ma’am. It’s kinda nice.”

“Good. Then let’s dance.”

They danced for a couple of slow songs. Ruthie was content to stay quiet, because she couldn’t think of what she should say. Marla made a few comments about the club, mostly to avoid too much awkward silence. Then Ruthie felt Marla’s hands move lower, slowly, until they were on her bottom. Marla was careful to monitor Ruthie’s reaction to every advance, to make sure she wasn’t pushing the girl too hard. Ruthie was nervous, but full of anticipation. The older woman’s hands explored her bottom, as though trying to verify something.

“Wow, you are a naughty little thing, aren’t you?”

“I ... I dunno ma’am, I ‘spose.”

“Yeah, sweetie, you are. Don’t even try bullshitting me.” Marla patted her bottom over her skirt. “And, look at this, you aren’t even wearing any panties.”

“No, ma’am.”

Marla gently turned Ruthie so that her back was facing the wall and out of sight of other club patrons. The erotic tension between the two women quickly escalated. Marla caressed Ruthie’s bottom throughout their third dance. Then she slid her hands under the waistband of Ruthie’s skirt. The skirt was loose-fitting, so she had no problem moving her hands underneath. It was dark in their section of the room and Ruthie’s backside was facing the corner. Marla pushed Ruthie’s skirt halfway down her hips and put her hands on the upper part of her now uncovered bottom. Suddenly Ruthie was extremely aroused. She was dancing in a public location, with her bottom partly exposed and the hands of a woman she had just met exploring her bare skin. Ruthie hugged Marla and made no effort to pull her skirt back up. She was completely submitting to a woman she had just met. There was an unspoken agreement that Marla would be the one to pull the skirt back up, not Ruthie. After another song, Marla lowered Ruthie’s skirt further, exposing her entire bottom. It was thrilling to be like that, with her bottom exposed in a crowded room and no one realizing it, and her companion’s firm hands touching her bare skin. Ruthie trembled with anticipation, especially when Marla patted her bare bottom, hinting that a spanking was in the works.

“Shameless girl. And to think, that cute naughty butt of yours, with nothing covering it.”

Marla patted Ruthie’s exposed bottom several more times. They were not really pats, but more a series of a light slaps. Ruthie was wet with excitement. There was no doubt, none whatsoever, where Marla was going with her advances.

Marla pushed forward. She so badly wanted the girl she was dancing with that her usual caution vanished. She kissed Ruthie. Ruthie was so shocked and so excited that she didn’t think about trying to pull her skirt up. The cool air conditioning felt good on her bare backside. Marla was in charge, so it was she who would decide when to pull up Ruthie’s skirt. And, maybe she wouldn’t want to pull it up at all, which would be fine with Ruthie. She was enjoying the feeling of total vulnerability.

Ruthie accepted Marla’s invitation to spend the night at her house. She so excited she couldn’t think straight. She had fantasized about this so much, and now finally, it was going to happen.

Ruthie had walked to the club, so she didn’t have to worry about leaving a vehicle behind. However, she was taking a risk because Marla’s house was five miles outside of town. If anything went wrong, she would have to walk several hours in the middle of the night just to get to the closest bus stop.

Marla stripped Ruthie within seconds of getting through the door, before taking off her own clothes. She knew what was going on with the young woman, but still, she was flattered and excited that a 19-year-old college student found her desirable.

Marla grabbed a dining room chair, sat down, and had Ruthie sit on her lap. She sweet-talked the student, continuing to tease her about being such a naughty girl. She caressed and patted her bottom to let her know that, as a naughty girl, she was likely to get a spanking later on. Through watching her guest’s reactions to her flirting, Marla confirmed that Ruthie was a total submissive.

Marla took charge of her guest. Using a gentle, but firm voice, she told her naughty girl it was time to go over her lap. Ruthie was trembling, but she immediately obeyed. Marla touched the student between her legs. Already she was very wet. She continued rubbing and patting her bottom in anticipation of her upcoming punishment.