My Lesbian Encounter - An Unbelievable Discovery
My mother raised me in a single-parent family. My parents divorced when I was in the 9th grade. My father was a well-established real estate agent with a very fancy lifestyle. In contrast, my mother is a real estate broker attached to a local financial institution. She is still working as a real estate broker. Due to the nature of her job, my mother has always maintained good relationships with her clients. She has remained a well-known figure in the community. Many people, including men and women, have always been in her friend circle. However, it was terrible luck for my mother. She had not been very fortunate with men. After her divorce, my mother dated a few men, but none worked out. And then after some time, I guess she gave up. My mother, a working-class professional, has maintained her appearance and figure. My mom is in her mid-40s but still very attractive. She has an outstanding personality and a tall and slim figure. Indeed, she has always been my role model, and I have always admired her. I just turned 19 and celebrated my 19th birthday a few months back. Although I don’t look like my mom, I share the same kind of figure: tall and slim, with an attractive figure and a fair complexion. I am almost the same height as my mom, who is 5’7”. Since I am only nineteen, my boob size is still growing. I have perky breasts of 34B, but not as big as my mother’s. My mother has a size of 36C with no implants. God has gifted me with a very attractive face. My appearance has been refined through my consistent gym workouts. Indeed, I give this credit to my mom, who always accompanies me to the gym as part of our daily routine. That’s why I have a toned body like my mom. I have quietly noticed something in my mom over the last few years. Whenever we go out together, she looks at good-looking girls or women. I also noticed, very discreetly, that sometimes my mom tries to make eye contact by picking one of them. That was kind of strange to me, but I never bothered to ask. However, she has certainly had a habit of checking out young, attractive girls and women. She thought I never noticed, but I saw her many times. However, I never asked the reason for this staring and never made any comments. My mom has always been a very social person. She has always had a vast social circle. I have seen young girls and lots of gorgeous women visiting us or inviting us to their parties. Sometimes, I attended those parties, and sometimes, I preferred to stay home. However, I used to feel out of place at those parties. In college, my real struggle was with Algebra and Calculus. These two subjects were the most tedious and senseless of all. I flunked those subjects several times, which negatively impacted my grades. My mom was very concerned about my weakness in those subjects. She was seriously looking for a good private tutor for me, but was not very lucky. One evening, my mom was preparing for a party at someone’s home. She asked me to accompany her. She said it was supposed to be a lavish dinner party. A prominent social circle from diverse backgrounds was expected to be in attendance. I was dead tired that day, but I agreed to accompany her on her insistence. I noticed that my mom was immaculately dressed and looked absolutely gorgeous. I also put on the best dress that I could find in my wardrobe. My mom always introduces me to her friends whenever she attends a party. In the same way, when we went to that lavish party, lots of people were there as we were walking inside. My mom was meeting her friends and introducing me to them at the same time. Some gorgeous women and girls hugged my mom, while others just shook hands, depending on the level of their friendship. However, I noticed that some of my mom’s friends check me out very carefully. They stared at me quietly, rolling their eyes all over my entire body, and I was very naïve. As we walked towards the guests’ sitting area, suddenly my mom bumped into an exceptionally gorgeous lady. She was almost the same age as my mom. The lady kissed my mom first and held her hand. She hugged her very tightly, as if they had been friends for a long time and had just met after ages. As they hugged, I noticed very quietly that their breasts were being badly crushed against each other. That was kind of erotic to me, but I ignored it. I was standing nearby and quietly observing their affection for each other. I just learned the name of that gorgeous lady was Linda. And then suddenly, Linda stared at me from top to toe, catching my attention. She asked my mom, “Is she your daughter?” My mom nodded her head yes. She exclaimed, “Oh my gosh.” And then again, Linda checked me out from top to bottom with a flirty smile and hugged me tightly. She looked at me in a flirtatious manner, very different from mine. The way Linda hugged me was a new experience for me. As she hugged me, she held me very tightly by pressing her big breasts against my chest. Nobody has ever hugged me like that before. She pushed me tightly against her for a good few seconds and then loosened her grip. I could literally feel her nipples on my breasts! The three of us settled down. My mom and Linda started chatting with each other. I noticed they were both holding hands while talking. I didn’t want to interfere, so I sat quietly beside them. As the party progressed and more guests arrived, my mom had to meet some of her other friends as well. Occasionally, she stood up to meet other friends and then took their place. At one point, my mom left us alone to meet someone at a distance. When my mom walked away from us, Linda got the chair next to me. I became her centre of attention. Again, she gave me a flirty look from top to bottom and then proceeded to interview me. While answering her questions, I could see some spark in her eyes. I looked straight into her eyes as I talked and responded to her questions.