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Coming Out
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Lesbian Female / 28
My grandmother insisted that I be named after her, Lucinda. I never liked that name and I went by Lucy. I got a degree in Marketing and got hired by a major department store and went through training and I was assigned to the women's clothing on the second floor. That afternoon a woman came in, I guessed her to be my age and she said that she needed a dress for a wedding. She wasn't a bridesmaid she was a guest, but it was her cousin and she needed a dress, something nice. She is not a slender woman, she is about five seven and once she was in her bra and underwear she was what I would call one solid girl. She needed a size twelve or maybe fourteen. Her boobs were boobs, her curves were curves, she had thick legs and strong arms. She told me that in college she played rugby and she was on a rowing team. It is not my place to dress clients but I dressed her, I put every dress on her and took every dress off of her. I told her that she needed to get a bra that fit her, something that would make her look more like a woman, not wear the bra she had on which may be good for rugby but not for the dress. We took her bra off and we tried on several bras until I found one that fit her and made her curves and cleavage show. I told her I loved cleavage on a woman, I loved a woman with curves, I help fit her into this dress that knocked her out, that moved when she moved, that made it clear that under that dress was a lioness. I told her that I wanted to be at the party when she walked in. I took her down to shoes and I helped find her a great pair of heels, I helped find a purse for her, I spent so much time with her, I told her that I would buy the clothes and shoes later with my employee card and take her the clothes. She bought the purse at retail and told me where she lived.
When I went to her place she lived alone. She invited me in, I asked her if she wanted to try on the dress again and she said she was quite comfortable right then, she was in shorts and barefoot and a top and no bra and she asked me to stay. I sat on the couch and she came and sat beside me and asked me lots of questions and then said just out of the blue if I wanted to be her date for the wedding. Her kiss was unexpected, not unwanted but unexpected, her hands went immediately to my chest and I had no choice but to put my arms around her neck. She took off her top and said she wanted to see and she worked with me to take off my top and she pressed her boobs against mine, no comparison except that my boobs are very sensitive. She told me she dreamed of me that night and I admitted I dreamt of her and she asked me if I wanted to go get on her bed.
After making love for about an hour we stopped and talked about things, still naked sitting on the bed. She is just curvy and her boobs are everywhere and her skin is so firm and tight, her leg muscles and her arms are just buff, she could break me in two if she wanted, I just fell back on the bed staring at her. The date went well, she helped me pick out a dress that would make us look good, shoes and a purse and we went to the wedding together. She introduced me to family as her date and she kissed me on the dance floor at the reception. We had fun together and we spent the night together and had more fun, and she confessed to me that she had never presented a date to her family before. I had been out to my family since high school, I was a thespian then and all thespians were either gay or lesbians, but she had been an athlete who kept her feelings to herself.
Going back to my high school days I always only had a crush on a girl in track or the soccer team. I never had a crush on the thespians or dancers or choir girls, I broke a couple of hearts. In college I had a crush on a girl who played tennis, but she had a crush on someone else. And now I had a crush on a sports girl who needed a dress and she had a crush on me. I can't help it I have always liked curves, with lots of muscle, strong legs and arms, and cleavage, I just like cleavage and now I found someone to like who had all that and more.
When I went to her place she lived alone. She invited me in, I asked her if she wanted to try on the dress again and she said she was quite comfortable right then, she was in shorts and barefoot and a top and no bra and she asked me to stay. I sat on the couch and she came and sat beside me and asked me lots of questions and then said just out of the blue if I wanted to be her date for the wedding. Her kiss was unexpected, not unwanted but unexpected, her hands went immediately to my chest and I had no choice but to put my arms around her neck. She took off her top and said she wanted to see and she worked with me to take off my top and she pressed her boobs against mine, no comparison except that my boobs are very sensitive. She told me she dreamed of me that night and I admitted I dreamt of her and she asked me if I wanted to go get on her bed.
After making love for about an hour we stopped and talked about things, still naked sitting on the bed. She is just curvy and her boobs are everywhere and her skin is so firm and tight, her leg muscles and her arms are just buff, she could break me in two if she wanted, I just fell back on the bed staring at her. The date went well, she helped me pick out a dress that would make us look good, shoes and a purse and we went to the wedding together. She introduced me to family as her date and she kissed me on the dance floor at the reception. We had fun together and we spent the night together and had more fun, and she confessed to me that she had never presented a date to her family before. I had been out to my family since high school, I was a thespian then and all thespians were either gay or lesbians, but she had been an athlete who kept her feelings to herself.
Going back to my high school days I always only had a crush on a girl in track or the soccer team. I never had a crush on the thespians or dancers or choir girls, I broke a couple of hearts. In college I had a crush on a girl who played tennis, but she had a crush on someone else. And now I had a crush on a sports girl who needed a dress and she had a crush on me. I can't help it I have always liked curves, with lots of muscle, strong legs and arms, and cleavage, I just like cleavage and now I found someone to like who had all that and more.
