Chapter 1
Wanjiku closed her eyes in the candlelit bathroom, lying slowly back in the bathtub and resting her arms on its edges. The 48 year old moaned slightly as Atieno, a 19 year old college student, squeezed warm water from a wash cloth all over Wanjiku’s huge breasts, rinsing them of sudsy bubbles. Atieno grabbed a giant breast, running both hands around it in circular motions, smiling softly at the relaxed, shoulder-length blonde-haired vixen she was sharing a bath with again. Atieno leaned down, like she’s done on many previous evenings with Wanjiku, bringing a nipple to her mouth, flicking her tongue across it before taking it into her mouth.
Wanjiku moaned again, running a hand through Atieno’ short black bob-style cut hair, as the girl hungrily sucked at one of her breasts. She loved the way it felt. Not having been touched by a man in four years, mostly due to a busy schedule – which morphed into a lack of desire and satisfaction with her collection of toys. Wanjiku was perfectly content to have this college girl she met at a book store, “play” with her, as they referred to it.
Atieno did just that and more. Several nights over the past year or so Atieno would come over to spend the night with Wanjiku, kissing, licking, caressing, and exploring every inch of her spectacular body, while she lay there in the bed soaking in the attention. Atieno would bathe her, massage her, pamper her – Wanjiku loved it.
“I’m not gay,” she thought to herself after that first orgasm many months ago, “I just know this feels amazing.” They never once asked each about their sexuality. Atieno would simply come over and worship the older woman’s body.
Holiday break, while Atieno went home to Kogelo, was a little boring for Wanjiku. She was able to cope with help from her reliable toys. She didn’t need a man. It’d been four years since she had a man inside her. Four years since her divorce and one last goodbye session of sex with her future ex-husband. Not long after that she moved to Nyeri to Nakuru, leaving her adult children, and starting a new chapter. However, during her time away, she realized she didn’t need to move to begin with.
Tonight was special. It was the last night Wanjiku and Atieno would “play.”
Atieno released a nipple, sitting up in the tub, prompting Wanjiku to open her eyes, “You ok sweetie?”
Atieno sighed, looking down into the bubble-filled water, “I’m really going to miss you.”
“Aww, sweetie, it’s ok,” Wanjiku said, pulling the girl onto her chest, letting her use a breast like a pillow.
“I get why you’re moving back to Nyeri, but I’m just going to miss you so much,” Atieno said, sniffing.
“I’m going to miss you too. You’re such a sweet girl. I’m so glad we’ve become friends,” Wanjiku replied, caressing Atieno’ arm and holding her against her chest.
“I’m thankful for you,” Wanjiku said, grabbing Atieno face, bring her mouth to her own and kissing her softly. “It’s Thanksgiving after all right?” She asked with a smile.
“Yeah, it is. I’m thankful for you too,” Atieno replied, kissing her back. Wanjiku had spent most of the day at her younger sister’s house, eating with Tiffany, her son, along with a nearby cousin and her son. She left after dinner and met Atieno at home for a nice, quiet, final evening together.
“I love you,” Atieno told Wanjiku. “I wished you were my mom.”
“Oh sweetie, I love you too. Come here,” Wanjiku replied, pulling Atieno in for another kiss and embrace. “Just remember what I told you. When you go home for Christmas break next month, be as nice as you can to your mother and I guarantee she won’t seem as grumpy or annoying.”
Atieno nodded, sitting back up, looking into Wanjiku’s eyes. She smiled, getting into her favorite position; interlocking her legs around Wanjiku’s, smiling as their clitorises found each other under the warm bath water.
The mirror steamed up due to their heavy breathing, the water splashed slightly out of the tub; Wanjiku and Atieno went at it until they were exhausted, cuddling each other nude on Wanjiku’s bed afterwards.
They said goodbye the next morning in the shower, then again on the bed, and then again after breakfast. Wanjiku wiped a tear as Atieno drove off in a car her roommate let her use while she was home for Thanksgiving break. Wanjiku sighed, seeing Atieno drive out of sight, her clit still tingling from their wonderful time together. It was time to get a little packing done before she went to lunch with her friend Janet.
