Awesome Petunias

"Look honey, I want to apologize for last time..."

"You didn't do anything Ellie. I was the idiot. You know, when straights find out somebody's gay they act like they all automatically love other gays regardless," Kat replied. "I know better than that."

"You didn't do anything wrong," Ellie said. "As for what you took my reaction for, you're totally wrong there.

"Made a fool of myself. Practically throwing myself at you," Kat snapped. "Believe it or not, that was me trying to be sexy that day. What a joke. At least you didn't throw me out."

"Kat, you don't understand," Ellie said. "I just wasn't expecting that."

"Can't blame you there."

"No, you see, we had been having such wonderful chats but I guess I was looking at you like you were a student instead of a woman," Ellie said. "When I suggested you take off your jacket and learned that you're very much a woman - that was my fault for what was probably an awful reaction - but if you took it as being appalled you couldn't be more wrong. I thought you were gorgeous."

"Gorgeous?" Kat said, crinkly her nose and looking at Ellie like she thought a punch line was coming. "Been called a lot of things in my life..."

"Look, would you like to come over for some tea?" Ellie suggested.

"Can't," Kat said. "I have to go to work."

"Oh."

"Really, I do," Kat said. "2 o'clock. I swear."

"Another time then?"

"Sure. When?"

"Anytime!" Ellie said excitedly, so much so that Kat's real smile returned. "I'm always here so whenever it's good for you - dinner sometime maybe?"

"Dinner?"

"Sure Kat. I'd love to have you over for dinner," Ellie said. "You get tired of eating alone."

"Tell me about it."

"When would you like to come?"

"I work until 8 or 9 every night," Kat said as she scrunched up her nose.

"That's okay. I haven't reached the age where I fall asleep after happy hour."

"Tonight?" Kat asked. "I can be here at 8:09. Takes me 9 minutes to get here from there. I've timed it."

"I can pick you up if..."

"Faster for me to walk," kat explained. "I cut through the park."

"Okay then. Tonight it is."

"Great!" Kat said. Gotta run."

"Okay."

Kat turned to leave but stopped and went back up to Ellie, straightening the cap until it was just so before nodding.

"Perfect!" Kat chirped before turning and heading off to work, and the young girl wasn't the only one who had a bounce in her step as they went on their respective ways.

***

"8:07!" Ellie said with a laugh when she opened the door and saw Kat there, a little bit out of breath.

"Ran part of the way," Kat said as she walked in. "Would have run all the way but I didn't want to show up funky. Wow! Something smells awesome!"

"Chicken Parm," Ellie said. "I don't know what you like so I took a guess with something basic and hoped you weren't a vegetarian."

"No, I'm a carnivore," Kat announced as she took off her army jacket.

"Oh my!" Ellie exclaimed as she took the jacket from her guess. "What a pretty blouse!"

"Oh, thanks," Kat said of the short sleeved pink blouse with little blue flowers. "Actually, when I got it I was thinking it was a little like that blouse of yours. The one you're wearing again."

"Yours is much nicer," Ellie said. "I remembered you said you liked this so I dug it out again. Don't want you to think I only have a couple of blouses though."

"Awesome," Kat grinned.

Ellie led Kat in to the kitchen and then paused and reached over to remove a sticker from the side of Kat's blouse. "They stick these things all over the place."

"Way to go Kat," the girl frowned. "Keep it classy."

"I've done that myself. Did a bunch of parent teacher conferences one day before I saw a mother staring at my side strangely. I asked her if something was wrong at she said that she liked my dress and said that for $49.99 it was a great deal and asked me what Marshall's I got it at."

"IT wasn't funny then Kat, I guarantee you," Ellie said as they both laughed loud, the tension melting a bit.

"Bought it on break this afternoon," Kat confessed sheepishly. "Didn't want to come here in my goofy store shirt with the "Katherine" badge on it."

"That would have been just fine," Ellie assured Kat. "But I do love that blouse."

"Had to go over better than that tank-top," Kat said, shrugging her shoulders and snorting a little.

"Well, you said that. I surely didn't because now that's I'm prepared I'll react much better next time that skimpy little thing makes an appearance," Ellie said with a wink as she reached for a bottle of wine. "Do you like Cabernet Franc?"

"I guess," Kat said. "I don't know wine."

"Omigod!" Ellie said as she started to remove the foil. "I forgot. You're not old enough to drink, are you? It's not 18 any more and you're only 20 - almost."

"No, but if you're worrying about corrupting me, you're too late," Kat said. "I've been drinking since I was 15. As a matter-of-fact me and a friend split a bottle of Southern Comfort last week for her birthday."

"Oh, do you like that?"

"It was better going down than it was... well, let's just say that I won't be doing that again," Kat said. "I'll be good with the wine though."

"Okay. This will be our little secret then," Ellie said. "It's like what that commercial says about Las Vegas. What happens at Ellie's stays at Ellie's."

"Works for me," Kat said as she watched Ellie turn the corkscrew, the sight of the little muscles straining in those gorgeous arms of hers making Kat tingle, along with the freckles and the little wisps of hair in those ultra-pale armpits that were still there, much to her delight.

"Checking out your muscles," Kat said when Ellie noticed her staring at her. "They're awesome."

"Think I need to work out more then," Ellie said as she finally got the cork free after a struggle, and after pouring a couple of glasses handed one to her guest. "Cheers."

"Cheers," Kat repeated, and after she took a sip declared, "Well, it's better than Southern Comfort."

"You develop a taste for things like wine," Ellie said as she peeked into the stove. "Almost time."

"It smells so awesome," Kat said. "You need help with anything?"

"Nope!" Ellie said. "I actually have this pretty well organized, all things considered. In a few minutes though, I will have to ask you to step out on the patio for a minute, okay?"

"Going to lock the door behind me?" Kat said with a grin.

"Not a chance," Ellie assured her.

****

Ellie gave the table one last look before dimming the light down the lowest setting and opening the door to the patio.

"That was quick," Kat said when Ellie appeared outside and beckoned her to come in, and when the young woman stepped inside she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Don't laugh," Ellie said. "I know it's goofy."

"It's beautiful," Kat said as she looked at the table, with the steaming hot food on the plates, a vase of flowers on the table and candles lit.

"It was just - what's the matter?" Ellie asked.

"It's beautiful," Kat sniffed, wiping a tear from her eye when she saw the table. "It's almost ro..."

"It's okay honey," Ellie said as she hugged Kat, kissing her on the top of the head. "I tried to make it look special and I guess romantic might describe it as well."

"I would have never come back here," Kat sniffed. "Stubborn ass I am. If you hadn't tracked me down..."

"But I did, and I'm glad you came back. Hungry?"

"You bet," Kat declared.

***

"I was afraid I'd screw it up," Ellie said after Kat declared the Chicken Parmesan awesome. "Haven't cooked for anybody else in a while."

"Best I ever had," Kat assured Ellie, and as the older woman looked at her dinner guest across the table, the similarities between her former lover and Kat were certainly there.

Kate was certainly a more petite and less polished version of Bethany with her peach fuzz hair cut even shorter than her partner's had been, but then again when they had met Bethany was a spitfire too, a bitch with an attitude as she was fond of calling herself.

They both had the big brown eyes and the almost child-like sense of wonder about the strangest things, and as Ellie looked at the little dynamo tearing into her dinner and raving about it like it was a feast fit for royalty she took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

"Oh wow, I can't believe how awesome that was," Kat exclaimed when she pushed away from the table after eating a remarkable amount for such a tiny thing, Ellie noted. "Let me do the dishes."

"They just go into the machine," Ellie informed her guest.

"Oh yeah. Not used to living in the real world," Kat said, her eyes twinkling in the candlelight.

"I would much rather we relax in the living room anyway," Ellie said, and after they loaded the machine she brought her guest into the living room and sat on the love seat with Kat.

"Is there something you watch on TV?" Ellie asked.

"No."

"Well, we could play scrabble or something," Ellie said. "Have to entertain you somehow. Don't want you falling asleep."

"I won't. We could talk."

"Okay."

"I love talking with you," Kat said, and turned on the love seat to face Ellie, who was already facing a bit that way.

"Okay. What should we talk about?"

"We could talk about how beautiful you are," Kat suggested, biting her lower lip and blushing a little.

"That would be a short conversation," Ellie mused.

"Don't say that," Kay said, and looked at Ellie with such as expression that Ellie heard herself mumble an apology.

"I love your arms - I know I told you that already but anyway," Kat sat as they sat facing each other with their elbows up on the back of the love seat, the only light coming from the still-flickering candles out in the dining area.

Kat put her hand on Ellie's forearm, her fingers sliding lightly on the soft skin, the almost invisible down like a cloud under her touch.

"Your freckles too," Kat said.

"There's enough of them," Ellie said with a chuckle as shivers went up and down the older woman's spine, the sensation of being touched by another woman again after what seemed like an eternity making it seem in many ways like the first time for the former teacher.

"I know," Kat said as her fingers moved up Ellie's toned arm right up to the shoulders where the blouse was. "And you've got them on your shoulders too, right?"

"I do," Ellie replied as the way the young woman was touching her and looking at her made it clear that the way Ellie thought Kat felt about her had been correct.

"On your back?"

"Right again, at least the upper part," Ellie said as her young friend's hand slid down to her elbow.

"Your thighs?" Kat asked before giggling. "Just curious."

"Yes, there's some on my thighs."

"How about your breasts?"

"Um, they sort of stop just below my collarbone," Ellie explained.

"Oh," Kat said, and then leaned a little closer to Ellie, the backs of her fingers moving to the other side of the older woman's elbow, and as Kat moved her hands up the pale inside of Ellie's arm she mused, "Funny how there's no freckles on the insides of your biceps..."

"And I already knew you didn't have freckles under your arms," Kat said as her fingers brushed against the tiny wisp of burnt orange hairs that looked lost in the creamy expanse of Ellie's underarm, and when Ellie jumped she asked, "Ticklish?"

"Sensitive," Ellie corrected, her voice shivering as she looked at what the girl was doing. "Not very fastidious these days, I'm afraid."

"I guess I could say that about myself too," Kat said.

"After I retired I sort of put the razor out to pasture too," Ellie said. "Funny how I shaved every morning in the shower for decades - and if you remember what a wiseacre you were when you were in fourth grade can you imagine what they would have said if I didn't?"

"Some adults are no better."

"I know. Maybe forty years of mowing the field discouraged the crops," Ellie mused as she looked at the sparse wisp that Kat was toying with. "It wasn't that long ago that I was as furry as you."

"Really?" Kat chirped.

"No, not really," Ellie answered with a smile that was returned.

"You're so far beyond sexy it isn't funny," Kat said as she let out an exhale and watched the hairs flutter. "If I get too freaky for you just let me know, okay?"

Ellie nodded, and then Kat slid over and nestled into the taller woman's side.

"Kat..." Ellie gasped as Kat first kissed the moist skin before letting her tongue glide up through the older woman's armpit, pasting the red hairs to the pale skin.

"Was that "Kat stop" or just "Kat"," the young girl asked as she savored the sweet taste of Ellie before repeating the action.

"Kat..." Ellie gasped, her upper body shaking even before Kat's finger went down and traced around her nipple, which had popped out and was clearly visible even through Ellie's blouse and bra.

"I've had dreams about your breasts," Kat admitted had her finger kept circling around the thick peg. "Imagining taking off your blouse and bra and burying my face between them. So big and full."

"Weren't always like this. Don't know why but they just keep growing," Ellie explained as Kat's hand started to cup the globe. "Trust me they don't look all that good out of clothes."

"I don't believe you," Kat claimed as she kneaded the soft mound. "Want to see for myself. I'm not very subtle either so if you get the urge to slap me..."

"No Kat," Ellie said as the girl started to pull her blouse up while pressing her thin lips against Ellie's full ones, and when Ellie grabbed Kat's hand the young woman looked hurt.

"Not here honey," Ellie said, but then when she whispered her wishes to her Kat's face lit up, and sprang up to her feet in a flash.

"Lead the way," Kat said while holding Ellie's freckled hand tight and letting her lead the way.

***

I feel like I'm cheating, Ellie thought as she brought Kat into the bedroom where no other woman had even been. The bed had been shared by two for a long time but in another house, but soon there would be another on those silk sheets Ellie had hauled out of storage. A little woman who reminded her in many ways of the youthful Bethany, but also very different.

Forgive me Bethany, Ellie said as she lit a candle that had sat cold and unused there for years. I know what you said about not being alone after you went but I swore that there would never be another woman... but I'm weak. Weak and lonely, and Kat is so... alive.

She's standing there watching me, the little waif with the big brown eyes that look like they're filling up like mine are. She's excited to be here with me and wants me, for whatever reason I don't know. I'm old and battered and never felt more so while she's young and vibrant, and she has got a vision of me that even in my younger days I could never match.

I can feel the electricity in the air as I turn around and face her, Ellie thought. So tiny - I feel like a giant next to her, almost a head taller that the diminutive woman.

Woman. Not a girl but a woman, as she made abundantly clear that day on the patio, and while Kat's approach may have been crude and unexpected, Ellie's reaction wasn't of repulsion but of shock because she liked what she saw. Adored is more like it, and while Kat seemed embarrassed to admit she had been fantasizing about Ellie, the same could have been said about the former teacher.

***

"I'm not real good at this," Kat confessed after the two women stood by the bed in front of each other.

"Neither am I honey," Ellie replied as Kat's hands went to the bottom of the blouse and lifted it up, and after the older women helped get it up and over her head Kat smiled.

"More freckles," she noted as Kat gently touched the pale skin around Ellie's shoulders and chest not covered by the brassiere, but it was the chasm formed by the bulky harness that got the young girl's attention.

"REALLY not good at this part," Kat said with a nervous giggle as she made a couple of false starts with her hand before putting her arms around Ellie to unhook the bra. "Don't wear them much."

"Front hooks honey," Ellie whispered. "I'm not limber enough to contort back there any more."

"Oh. Good," Kat replied as she saw the row of little hooks and eyes between the full cups and brought her trembling hands up to try to undo them.

"I'm shaking too Kat," Ellie admitted when she saw the young woman's fingers fumbling at the line of hooks. "And that's a lot of work there too."

"A lot of woman," Kat whispered as she began to make progress with the clasps. "But this isn't work."

Down to the final hook and eye, the bra was already straining to open with the flesh that over-packed the cups easing out, and when Kat undid the last one Ellie's bosom lurched downward as age and gravity had the bell shaped breasts ease down to her waist.

"Warned you about what I looked like unwrapped," Ellie reminded the young waif as she let her pull the straps off her shoulders before casting it aside.

"You're kidding right?" Kat said as her hands approached the globes as if she was afraid to touch them at first before finally cupping them as best she could. "They're incredible."

Ellie shivered as hands other than her own gently kneaded her breasts for the first time in what seemed like forever. The trembling hands on the spacious pink areolas made her nipples swell right away, the fat pegs burning Kat's palms.

"Never touched tits like these before," Kat mumbled and then apologized.

"It's okay to say what you feel," Ellie told the girl. "Tits! I guess that's what they are. Just because my language is stilted and stiff doesn't mean yours has to be, and trust me I have heard most of the words before."

"Sounds funny when you say it though."

"Dilligaf!" Ellie chirped, and that got them both laughing and succeeded in cutting the tension that was so thick in the room it was suffocating and Kat responded by hugging the older woman.

"Thank you," Kat said. "This is the most exciting night of my life."

"You aren't leaving yet are you?" Ellie asked with a twinkle in her eyes, the nervousness dissipating along with the fear of having exposed her breasts to Kat, and she blushed while adding, "After all, I want to see your tits too."

"Not nearly as awesome as yours," Kat told her as she dutifully lifted her arms to make it easy for Ellie, and after she pulled the smart top off the waif and put it on the bed she looked down at Kat since there was no brassiere to deal with.

"Oh no, they aren't that bad are they?" Kat said as she looked at Ellie who was biting her lower lip as her eyes filled, and the older woman shook her head.

"God no - you're so beautiful," Ellie gasped as she stared at the precious teardrop shaped breasts and the large puffy mocha nipples that dominated the orbs.

Ellie reached out and cupped Kat's left breast, which fit perfectly in her palm and was just as plaint as her own, and as she kneaded the soft flesh Kat's chest heaved mightly.

"Hyperventilating a little," Kat explained. "Please don't stop."

Ellie nodded and brought her other hand up so she could caress Kat's bosom while the girl undid the older woman's slacks, reluctantly letting go so she could bend down and take them off.

"Granny panties I'm afraid," Ellie apologized as the girl was eye level to the modest blue undies.

"I like what they're hiding better," Kat said as she touched the front of the panties before going over to the leg opening where a few reddish curls peeked out from the elastic.

"That'll happen to you someday," Ellie said of her pubic hair whose area seemed to increase with age even as it thinned somewhat.

"It already did," Kat informed Ellie. "Wait till you see me."

"Can't wait," Ellie said as the waif eased the panties down her slender legs.

Ellie heard Kat suck in a breath through her teeth as her face came close to the bush while getting the panties off her ankles and after tossing them aside leaned forward and buried her face in the reddish brown curls, caressing her cheeks with the fur while inhaling the aroma of Ellie's sex.