Terry Nichols stepped out of the airplane, onto the uncovered tarmac and into the hot air of small Mexican airport. Terry is 34-year old teacher from a small mid-western town in the United States traveling to Mexico to perform some research for her doctorate in Aztec culture. She was taking a year long sabbatical from her junior professor position at a university so she could visit the ancient city and study the culture first hand.
Terry had never been out of the country before now, in fact, she had never been out of her home state. She was a single child raised on a farm by her parents and schooled at home through 12th grade. She attended the local university and received her B.A. degree in Social Sciences all the while she was still living at home. Her parents were strict disciplinarians and raised their only daughter in very stringent Christian ideals. Terry didn't have very many friends let alone any boyfriends, mostly due to her parents overbearing protectiveness. It isn't as though she is not attractive. On the contrary, Terry was a very beautiful woman. Her piercing blue eyes, high cheek bones, smooth alabaster skin, light brown hair and petite figure are all greatly understated by the way she carried herself and the clothes she wore. She was never a slave to fashion and usually preferred more comfortable clothes than anything else. At 5'4" and 110lbs her 34C breasts would look twice as alluring if she ever decided to show them off properly which was a rare occasion indeed. She was happy with her life and didn't have any complaints if for no other reason than she had no idea what she may or may not be missing out on.
When Terry's parents died late last year she finally decided that it was time to explore a little more of the world that she had been reading about all these years and considering her devotion to bettering her mind and education this was a perfect opportunity. She managed to make all of the necessary travel arrangements and then rented a room for the duration of her stay from a nice woman she contacted over the internet. As she descended the stairs from the plane to the tarmac she was immediately filled with the new smells and excitement of her new adventure in this strange new place. The woman she was renting from told her she would meet her at the airport and drive her to the house so she wouldn't have to fuss with getting a taxi. As she approached the open-air terminal she noticed a beautiful woman holding a sign up that read "Terry Nichols". She assumed that the person holding the sign was Carmen Martinez the woman she had only met and talked with through her computer.
Carmen Martinez held the sign up hoping to attract Terry's attention and was pleased to notice a very attractive American woman walking towards her. Carmen was 42 years old, but to look at her you would not believe she was a day over 30. Her deep, bronze complexion and smooth skin glowed liked that of a woman much younger than her years. Her figure was also well intact. She was 5'7" with a very voluptuous figure, full breasts and a beautiful round ass. Her 38DD breasts were her most prominent feature, however, and they sat high and wide on her chest with very little sagging. She was in excellent shape for sure. Her beautiful face was framed nicely with jet black, shoulder length hair and her deep, brown eyes could make anyone who stared feel very relaxed and safe.
A warm smile spread across her moist lips as she noticed Terry walking towards her. Hmmmmmmm, very nice she thought to herself, wouldn't it be great luck if this beautiful creature turned out to be the mysterious Terry Nichols. Carmen carefully examined the approaching woman with a more discerning eye picking out Terry's more subtle physical qualities and storing them away for future reference. She could tell just by her clothes and body language that Terry had definite potential to be a very sexy woman if given the proper guidance and Carmen was definitely an expert on guiding women.
"Hi, I'm Terry Nichols," beamed Terry as she extended her delicate hand to the woman holding the cardboard sign bearing her name.
"I am pleased to meet you Miss Nichols," responded Carmen in her best English. "I am Carmen Martinez, your new housemate for the next 12 months." She reached up and grasped Terry's hand and firmly shook it. "Come with me. We need to get you processed through customs and then collect your luggage and be on our way." Carmen then turned and led Terry towards the customs check-in area all the while holding her hand.
Terry was slightly taken back by Carmen's abruptness and even more so by how she was maintaining her firm grip on her hand as she followed her through the crowd. She got the immediate impression that Carmen was a very aggressive woman that usually got whatever she wanted. She had gotten a brief glimpse into that intuition through their correspondence, but meeting her in person and through just a few short seconds of face-to-face contact had confirmed all of her previous instincts. Terry had always been a very quick study of people. She was, however, slightly surprised by Carmen's physical appearance. She got the impression that she would be a more traditional, matronly looking Latina. Not that she was displeased with what she saw, no far from it. Terry was immediately entranced by her exotic look and youthful appearance. She found her provocative, tight-fitting clothes to be very appealing for some reason and found herself stealing more looks down the ample cleavage of Carmen's enormous chest.
Carmen led Terry to the proper line at the customs area and then turned to face her saying, "I will go to the baggage area and retrieve your luggage while you get processed. Let me have your claim ticket por favor, Miss Nichols." Terry hesitated momentarily as she stared into the older woman's deep eyes before she snapped out of her trance and handed Carmen her baggage claim ticket. "I will meet you out front in a few minutes."
Terry watched Carmen as she walked away and found herself drinking in every curve of the older woman's shapely body. He hips and firm ass swayed seductively from side to side as she traversed through the airport on a pair of 4" high heels. The sheer material of her tight-fitting sundress clung to her undulating ass cheeks like a second skin. She slowly moved her gazed up until she saw that Carmen had turned her head back to catch Terry watching her. Terry immediately felt embarrassed and turned away, but she knew she must've looked silly staring after Carmen like a kid in a candy store.
Carmen smiled broadly when she looked back and saw the young woman watching her ass so intently. She made doubly sure to accentuate her hip movement to enhance her ass and make it all the more attractive to the young American woman if she chose to look her way. When she saw her taking the bait Carmen knew she was going to have some fun with her new tenant. She made a mental note to pull out all of the stops and give Miss Nichols every opportunity to see every inch of her voluptuous figure whenever she could. She was going to see just how easily the American could be seduced and become her newest sex slave.
What am I doing thought Terry as she felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment. Why can't I keep my eyes off of Carmen? Why does she seem so attractive and so sexually exciting? Terry was not totally naive in the ways of the world, just inexperienced. She had never been really turned-on by women before so why was she all of a sudden feeling so attracted to this total stranger? See could not clear her mind of the image of Carmen's seductive curves as she was slowly processed through customs and finally made her way to the front of the airport. She stood there nervously and surveyed the crowd for another glimpse of Carmen's exotic figure.
Carmen approached Terry from behind and noticed her somewhat eager body language as she paced back and forth craning her neck looking through the crowd. She knew she was waiting for her and she figured it was time to put her plan into motion. She carefully unbuttoned the top two buttons on the front of her already low-cut sundress and noticed with pride as her amble cleavage glistened in the afternoon sun with a thick layer of perspiration. Her dark nipples were plainly visible through the sheer material as it clung to her breasts that were only supported with a half-bra leaving her nipples prominently exposed. The fact that the thin material was also damp from the humidity only added to the alluring affect that she was hoping to attract Terry's attention with.
"I am sorry Miss Nichols," stated Carmen. "But the airline has misplaced your luggage. They were very sorry."
"What?" exclaimed a somewhat surprised Terry as she whirled around to see Carmen standing directly behind her. Her gaze started at Carmen's eyes, but quickly darted lower to catch her incredible chest. "Did you say they lost my luggage?"
"Yes, I'm afraid so," explained Carmen. "They said it did not get on the plane when you changed planes in Mexico City. They assured me that it will arrive here in a few days and an employee of the airline would call the minute it was available to be picked up. Very bad luck, but we will make do under the circumstances."
"How?" asked an exasperated Terry. "All of my clothes are in there. I only have the clothes I'm wearing with me. I can't continue to wear these for the next few days."
"Don't worry Miss Nichols," Carmen continued. "I'm sure I can find a few items at home that would fit you." Carmen deliberately looked Terry over very carefully and was not shy about where her eyes lingered. "Yes, I am sure we can work something out. Come along now, Rosa is waiting for us at home and is eager to meet you." Carmen grabbed Terry's hand and pulled her along as she made her way into the parking lot to her car.
Terry followed Carmen like a small child in tow behind her mother until they reached the car. She got into the front seat when Carmen opened the passenger door. Carmen closed the door behind her and then opened the trunk and retrieved a small rag and some glass cleaner. She walked back to the front of the car and sprayed a liberal amount of the cleaner onto the dirty windshield and then proceeded to lean across the passenger side of the vehicle to wipe down the dirty windshield. In her position her chest was directly in front of Terry's view as she sat inside the car. Carmen deliberately stretched her lean frame across the windshield and pressed her full breasts into the glass as she worked on the far end of the glass. Her nipples were hard and pointed as they were mercilessly pressed into the glass and rubbed back and forth across the smooth surface as she wiped the windshield clean.
Terry's mouth opened noticeably as she took in the show that Carmen was giving her. Those enormous breasts were being lewdly displayed for her in an almost shameless manner as they were mashed into the glass and rubbed about in a circular manner. The flimsy top could barely contain the huge globes as more and more of the flesh was bared to her gaze. The material was slowly being pulled apart from the movement and Terry gasped slightly when she saw two more buttons loosen.
Carmen looked through the windshield and was excited to see Terry's wide eyes staring at her breasts as she continued her performance. She felt several more buttons break free and knew it would only take a few more moments for the top of her dress to completely spread apart and allow her tits to be fully exposed to the young woman. She continued to clean the glass and even backed away from the windshield in order to clean the area where her breasts were previously displayed.
In this position Terry could see all of Carmen's deep cleavage as the top had become unbuttoned to just below her incredible tits and the material was split apart to reveal everything including the very top curve of her chocolate brown areola. Terry could not avert her eyes from the sight before her and was entranced by the beautiful display of breast flesh. She could not understand her sudden fascination with a woman's chest, but only knew that she was eagerly anticipating the moment when more of the sexy flesh would be uncovered for her.
Carmen could tell her breasts were having the desired affect on Terry as she saw the young woman's eyes glossing over as they stared intently at her bared chest. She immediately pretended to have missed a portion of the furthest part of the windshield and sprayed some more glass cleaner on it and then stretched across the glass pressing her huge tits into it once again. It didn't take more than a few seconds for the friction of her movements to pull the fabric apart even further until both of her large nipples were fully exposed on the clear glass.
Terry gasped loudly as she saw the fabric pull away suddenly and Carmen's nipples came into full view as they glided across the smooth glass in front of her. They looked so attractive and exciting to her for some unknown reason as she felt a tingling begin to grow in the pit of her stomach. What was happening to her she thought. Why were this woman's breasts having such a powerful affect on her? Doesn't Carmen realize what was happening to her dress? Can't she feel the glass against her bare skin? The whole scene was having such an improbable affect on Terry as she felt her own body awaken with feelings of sexual arousal that she rarely felt.
Carmen finished with the windshield and backed away from the front of the car and stepped directly to the side of the car outside Terry's rolled down window. Her dress had fallen back to somewhat cover her glistening tits as they were now openly displayed dripping with perspiration from the heat of the day. The large, brown nipples were only half covered by the flimsy material and they were hard and extended from the friction from the recent windshield massage. "I hope you don't mind the delay," said Carmen. "I just hate driving around with dirty windows. I'll be finished in just a moment."
Terry briefly broke out of her trance to answer, "Oh, no not all. I know how you feel." She attempted to avert her eyes, but found the urge to keep staring at Carmen's impressive and now half-exposed breasts just too tempting. Her nipples are so large, she thought, the areolas must be at least 3" in diameter and the nipples must be sticking out an inch. How could breasts so large be so firm and shapely especially for someone as old as she knew Carmen was? She could barely make out the material of the half-bra, but was still in awe of their gravity-defying appearance.
Carmen then stepped closer to the car and sprayed the glass cleaner on the large sunroof of the car. She then leaned over and stretched her long arm over to begin cleaning the window and in the process she maneuvered her chest so her huge tits were now leaning through the open passenger door window and into the car interior. She knew that in this position the tips of her pointed nipples would only be a few inches from Terry's face giving her a very close up view. She looked down through the sunroof and was pleased to see the shocked and then lustful look on Terry's face when she looked up to see the huge tits swaying seductively in her face.
Terry couldn't believe what she saw when she lifted her head up and saw Carmen's almost bare breasts jiggling only a few inches from her flushed face. She could see every pore and bead of sweat on the bronze flesh as they slowly swayed to and fro with Carmen's movements. The dress top was again feeling the affects of the jerking movement of the huge globes of flesh and gravity took its toll as the material slowly fell to reveal almost all of the older woman's enormous breasts. The incredible nipples were hard and pointed as they stared back at Terry bobbing slightly as the beautiful tits jiggled about. They are the most beautiful breasts she'd ever seen thought Terry as she noticed the huge nipples start to pucker slightly and several goose bumps appeared on the areola as the hardening nubs extended further as they stiffened. Suddenly she felt the urge to reach out and touch them, to see just how hard they were.
Carmen continued her show, long since finishing the task of cleaning the sunroof, as she sensed Terry was becoming hypnotized by her naked tits and pointed nipples. She could even see that Terry, having closed her eyes briefly, had unknowingly leaned closer to her swaying tits and it would not take much effort on her part to thrust them forward just a little further and make contact with the unsuspecting woman's face. With that in mind she pressed herself closer to the car and pushed her chest further into the open window until she felt her left nipple graze across Terry's warm cheek. It felt so good to her as a bolt of electricity shot through her entire tit when it touched the young woman's smooth face.
Terry's eyes opened immediately when she felt the hard nub of Carmen's nipple brush her cheek. It was so hard and pointed! Her immediate thought was to pull back and avoid any further contact, but at the same time she felt a warm rush flow throughout her body as if the stiff nipple was sending electrical shocks into her skin when it touched her. She was frozen and could not move out of the way. What was happening to her she thought? Couldn't Carmen sense that something was not right with her dress and her exposed nipple was now brushing against her face? She closed her eyes again and began to really enjoy the nipple massage her face was now being subjected to by Carmen's incredible breasts.
Carmen was ecstatic with how the young American woman was reacting to her little game. She knew she was not a lesbian, and probably not even bi-sexual, but she was falling under the spell of her tits so easily it only spurred Carmen on to see just how far Terry would allow the contact to continue. She slowly began to increase the contact further until her hard nipple was dragging itself across Terry's entire cheek and the curve of her jaw as she maneuvered her tits in a circular motion. She could even see a trail of her own sweat appear over Terry's face as more and more of her breast flesh smeared across her warm cheek. Although Carmen was just getting started she knew she could not continue her show much longer considering they were in a public place and someone could discover them at any moment. After several more minutes of the erotic facial Carmen reluctantly pulled herself away from Terry's flushed face and stepped away from the door slightly. "There," exclaimed Carmen. "That's much better."
Terry's eyes immediately popped open when she heard Carmen's voice and noticed that the woman's beautiful breasts were no longer pressed into her face. When her eyes focused she saw Carmen turn and walk to the rear of the car where she put the cleaning materials away and shut the trunk. Terry managed to compose herself slightly as she heard Carmen walk around the car and open the driver's side door and slip onto the front seat with the graceful movement of a model. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of Carmen's dress and noticed that although it was still unbuttoned slightly, her huge breasts appeared to be somewhat better concealed than they were just a few moments ago.
Carmen eyed the young woman carefully and could sense her nervousness and embarrassment from the little game she just endured. She smiled broadly as she started the car and pulled out of the parking lot of the airport and headed home with her new prize. It was going to be a very fun and rewarding next 12 months, she thought. She was going to enjoy teasing and finally breaking the young, straight American woman until she was completely submissive to her sexual demands and desires.
Terry sat back and remained silent for the entire trip to Carmen's house as she contemplated what had just occurred. She couldn't understand what came over her and why she didn't do anything to protest or avoid the contact she had with Carmen's breasts. She wasn't even sure if Carmen was aware of what had happened, but she certainly wasn't about to ask her that was for sure. By the time they had arrived at Carmen's home Terry had convinced herself that she had become a victim of her own inexperience and sexual naivety. She had denied her body and mind for that matter any sexual feelings for her entire life. What brief experiences with sexual arousal were just that, very brief and very uneventful. She had lived such a sheltered and private existence that she really didn't even have any idea what she was missing which in an odd way was actually better for her and probably allowed her to go through life without many distractions.
Carmen's house was beautiful she thought as they drove down the isolated street to the simple two-story house at the end of the block. There were not very many houses nearby and the thick trees and rock formations provided a very private living area. In fact the nearest house was probably a 1/4 mile away back down the main road. "This is beautiful," exclaimed Terry as the car came to a stop in the driveway. "This is such a lovely area and your house looks like it is part of the natural scenery."
"Thank you Miss Nichols," answered Carmen. "I'm glad you like it. Consider it your home for your entire stay here. I want you to feel as comfortable here as though you have lived here your whole life." Carmen got out of the car and walked toward the house before stopping near the front door and turning back to face Terry who was looking around and taking in all of the surroundings. "Come, Miss Nichols," said Carmen as she extended her hand to Terry. "I would like you to meet my daughter and get you situated."
Terry walked toward Carmen and put her hand in hers and let the older woman lead her into the beautiful house. The inside was equally as impressive, simple yet very tasteful. When they reached the kitchen she saw Rosa, Carmen's 18-year-old daughter just finishing preparing dinner. She was immediately taken back by Rosa's beauty, much in the same way Carmen had affected her earlier. Terry could see the resemblance instantly and realized Rosa was the proud recipient of all Carmen's best physical qualities including her sculpted face, bronze complexion, voluptuous figure and most impressively Carmen's breasts. While maybe not quite as large as her mother's, Rosa's breasts were at least a D-cup and considering she was slightly smaller framed they looked every bit as enticing.
Rosa was immediately impressed with her new houseguest. She was very attracted to demure and innocent looking women and Terry looked every inch the part of a woman who lacked worldly experience. "Hola, Miss Nichols," greeted Rosa as she walked over to Terry and put her arms out to hug her. Rosa closed the distance between them quickly and threw her arms around Terry and drew their bodies together in a warm embrace before Terry had any opportunity to shy away. She could feel Terry's nipples harden as she pressed her own tits into the older woman's firm breasts. "I very pleased to meet you. Welcome to our home."
Terry could feel her body begin to betray her yet again as the young teenager hugged her tightly. She could feel Rosa's large breasts and her pointed nipples pressed against her own as though she was not wearing anything at all. Rosa's thin sundress, and the fact that she was not wearing a bra, provided little insulation. "Thank you, Rosa," replied Terry in a slightly nervous voice. Terry felt her own nipples begin to stiffen and she hoped that the young girl would release her embrace before she noticed them as well.
Rosa held the embrace just a few seconds longer than really comfortable before she released her grip on her new friend and stepped back. Were those her nipples poking through the thick fabric of Terry's blouse? Hmmmm, perhaps she was susceptible to another woman's sexuality after all. She would have to make sure to explore other ways to test Terry's sexual preferences and gauge her ability to resist arousal.
"The airline lost all of Miss Nichols' luggage," said Carmen after a moment of silence. "They said they should be able to return it to her in a few days, but in the mean time she will need to borrow a few items to wear since she has nothing other than the clothes she has on."
"Oh, well that shouldn't be a problem," replied Rosa cheerfully. "I've got a few things that I think might fit Miss Nichols and there may be a few items that our last guest left that may fit as well."
"I would be very grateful for anything you could do for me," thanked Terry as she took a deep sigh of relief. She really was lucky to have found such friendly and kind people she thought.
"Why don't we have dinner first," interjected Carmen. "After dinner I'm sure Miss Nichols will want to get cleaned up after her long trip and then you can see what clothes she can use until her own arrive."
The next few hours passed quickly as the three women talked continuously over dinner and a full bottle of wine. Terry found out that Carmen's husband had been killed in an industrial accident several years ago and the ensuing financial settlement has left her with a very comfortable living. She didn't need to work and has never been too infatuated with materialistic possessions so she never really wanted many things. She enjoyed spending time with her daughters, she had two other girls 21 and 24, that did not live at home any longer but they lived close by and visited often.
Rosa told her how she had just graduated from high school and was looking forward to college next year. She was going to be attending a university in Mexico City for art. She loved ancient Aztec art and culture and was very enthusiastic to learn that Terry was very involved with it as well. In fact, it was due to her urging that Carmen finally agreed to rent the room out to Terry just to please her daughter in hopes of meeting someone else that shared her same interests. Rosa even agreed to be Terry's guide when they went out to survey the local ruins and she promised to help Terry with any research that she wanted.
After dinner Carmen suggested that Terry go take a bath to rinse off long trip and then Rosa could show her what clothes she could borrow. Terry eagerly agreed to the bath and went upstairs to her room to change out of her dirty clothes. Her room was very spacious with a large closet, bureau and a beautiful king-sized bed with a canopy. She peeled off her wrinkled blouse and slacks along with her perspiration-stained bra and panties. She then walked over to the bathroom and stepped inside and took notice of how large it was compared to her own at home. It was nearly twice the size with a large, old-fashioned bathtub and a separate shower stall. The tub was big enough for two people she thought to herself, as she looked it over with great interest because she loved to take long, luxurious baths that would last for up to an hour sometimes. She decided to just take a short shower tonight, however, because she felt too tired for a bath and feared that she may fall asleep.
Terry noticed another door leading into the bathroom as she stepped over to start the shower and wondered if it was a linen closet where she could find a towel. She was a little surprised, though, when she opened the door and found that it led into another adjoining bedroom. A slight uneasy feeling came over her as she quickly closed the door and noticed that there wasn't a lock on the door. Terry was a very shy and private person and was not very comfortable being around other people in her private places. She had always lived with either her parents or alone in an apartment and she never had a roommate. She also never used public bathrooms or gyms because of her uneasiness with the situation. She relaxed slightly when she noticed a large towel hanging on the door and shrugged off her nervousness for the moment as she tested the water and then stepped into the stall.
Terry washed her body and her hair with the soap and shampoo she found in the shower. She was surprised at the both items and found herself taking longer than normal to finish due to how much she was enjoying the smell and feel of the soap as she lathered her entire body. It produced such an intoxicating aroma and made her skin feel so silky smooth that she literally washed herself twice. The shampoo had an equally exciting affect on her senses as she massaged it into her thick hair. It sent shivers throughout her body as it tingled her scalp like she had never experienced before. She instantly fell in love with both products and made a note to ask Carmen where she could find more of the same so she could purchase her own. After she rinsed off she lingered under the warm spray of the water for several minutes just enjoying the clean feeling after her long day stuck on that stuffy plane.
Rosa opened the door to Terry's room and walked inside when she heard the shower running. She wanted to remove Terry's clothes before she got out of the shower so Terry would be in a more vulnerable position and possibly more susceptible to her suggestions if she knew her old clothes would not be available. Rosa then gathered up all of Terry's clothes, taking special note of the rather plain nature of her underwear, before she quickly left the room when she heard the shower shut off. She returned just a quickly and walked over to the large bureau and opened the top drawer and began looking through all of the assorted bras and panties inside.
Terry stepped out of the shower and immediately began to dry off her entire body with the towel she found on the door. She stopped suddenly when she stopped drying her hair and thought she heard a noise coming from her room. Her heart skipped a beat as she froze and craned her neck to listen for any kind of sign that someone was in her room. Her eyes grew wide as saucers when she heard the distinct sound of someone opening and closing the drawers on the large bureau she noticed on the far side of her room. Quickly she wrapped the towel around her naked body in an attempt cover herself up in the event that someone was to walk in and see her standing there in such an embarrassing state. Much to her concern the towel was not nearly big enough to cover her body as much as she would've liked. It barely covered the tops of her large breasts and only reached a few inches below her bare bottom. She pulled it down further in an attempt to cover more of her lower body, but exposed more of her cleavage in the process.
Terry slowly peered through the open crack of the bathroom door and saw Rosa setting out several articles of clothing on her bed. She gasped slightly when she saw that Rosa was dressed in a very short silk robe that was cut very high on her lovely thighs. She also noticed that the young girl was wearing high heels as she clip-clopped back and forth between the bureau and the bed. The front of the robe was loosely tied and afforded a very good view of Rosa's rather large chest. Terry found herself staring at the young girl's shapely figure and exposed flesh for several minutes before she realized what she was doing. After watching Rosa lay out a few more items Terry opened the door a few more inches and said, "Rosa?"
Rosa was aware that Terry had been watching her for the last few minutes, but still acted surprised and answered, "Oh, there you are Miss Nichols. I didn't realize that you had finished your shower."
Terry remained hidden behind the door and peeked through the small opening and answered nervously, "Uh, yes, I just got out. What are you doing in my room?"
"I'm putting out some clothes for you to try on, of course," answered Rosa innocently as she continued to sort through the various drawers. "Our last guest left very unexpectedly and she did not have time to pack all of her things before she left. Why don't you come over here and take a look and see if you like anything?"
"Oh, okay, I guess," stammered Terry as she took a deep breath and prepared herself to expose herself to the young girl. This is silly, she thought, why don't you just walk out there and do as she says? You're a grown woman now and Rosa is trying to help you. With that she opened the door and slowly walked into the room being very careful not to lose her death grip on the small towel.
Rosa pretended not to pay too much attention Terry as she approached the bed, but she could clearly see how nervous the older woman was being so exposed by the tiny towel. She turned around when Terry reached the side of the bed and got a good long look at her as she nervously stood by the bed and began to look over the items she had placed there. Rosa grinned as she noticed how Terry was struggling to keep the bottom of the towel low enough to cover her firm bottom while at the same time trying to keep her large tits from completely spilling out from behind the stretched material. Rosa silently walked up beside Terry and said, "Do you see anything you like?"
Terry jumped slightly from the unexpected closeness of Rosa's voice and managed, "Oh, uh, I don't know. There doesn't seem to be very much here that I think will fit me." Terry's eyes were nervously looking over the display and was amazed at what she saw. All of the underwear she saw appeared to be very risque and more like lingerie than practical like she was used to wearing. In fact, all of the panties were extremely skimpy and she did not think they would afford her any kind of comfort at all. She had seen underwear like them in magazines before and guessed that they were all thongs.
"Why don't you try one of them on Terry?" asked Rosa sweetly. "You don't mind if I call you Terry do you?"
"Of course not. It is my name after all," said Terry. "I don't think I'd feel comfortable having you call me 'Miss Nichols' all of the time."
"Here, try this one on," implored Rosa as she picked up a silk, white thong and held it up for Terry to inspect. "I'm sure this will fit you just fine. You look to be about the same size as Jennifer anyway." Rosa could see Terry's eyes grow wide with fear as she looked over the tiny garment.
"I really don't know Rosa," pleaded Terry nervously. "I've never worn anything like that before and it just doesn't look like it would cover me very well at all."
"I'm sure it will fit you just fine Terry," comforted Rosa. "And besides it's not like you have any other choices here. You certainly can't wear what you had on earlier for the next few days."
Terry suddenly realized that none of her clothes were anywhere to be seen as she quickly looked around the room. "Where did my clothes go?" exclaimed an extremely uneasy Terry.
"Mother told me to take them to get washed for you," Rosa answered coolly. "Is there anything wrong?"
Realizing that she was probably over-reacting once Rosa told her that her clothes were going to be cleaned sighed a relief as she took a deep breath. "Oh, no, no that's just fine Rosa," stammered Terry.
"So here, why don't you go just try on a few of these things so we can get you set up with something to wear for the next few days, hmmm?" prodded Rosa as she held up the flimsy white thong to Terry's scrutinizing stare.
Terry's apprehension was growing by the second as she eyed the tiny thong more closely. That little sliver of material won't cover anything, how could I possibly put that thing on? And in front of Rosa at that? Does she expect me to just stand here naked and try on all of these things?! "Okay, I'll try them on later," replied Terry in a half-hearted attempt to get out of any further embarrassment.
"Please, Miss Nichols try them on now so we can see exactly what we have that fits," continued Rosa. "I've already got everything set out and ready. Unless, of course, you do not want my help, no?" Rosa put on her best pouting and made sure Terry saw her extreme disappointment as she slowly lowered her head and began to turn away to leave.
Terry immediately realized that she had made a huge mistake by refusing the sweet girl's help. She could see how disappointed Rosa was at her refusals to try on any of the clothes. How selfish can I be, she thought to herself? You haven't been a guest in this house for more than a few hours and already you're alienating your new landlord's daughter by refusing her help. And she is just trying to help too! She just had to get over her silly hang-ups and do what the young girl says. How difficult could it be? "Oh, no Rosa I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you," pleaded Terry as she put her hand out to stop Rosa from leaving. I've been acting so stupidly, of course I'll try on the clothes."
"Really? Are you sure you want to?" asked Rosa with a slight hint of anticipation in her best girly-voice.
"Yes, I'm sure. I don't know what I was thinking," explained Terry reassuredly. "I'm just a little shy, that's all. I'm not used to getting undressed in front of other people. It just kind of makes me feel uncomfortable, you know what I mean?"
Rosa smiled broadly as she saw Terry begin to give in to her will and allow herself to be manipulated into this uncomfortable situation so easily. I wonder how easily she will submit herself even further if prodded? "Oh, you don't have to be shy around me, Miss Nichols," assured Rosa as she quickly closed the space between them and placed her hands on Terry's bare shoulders for emphasis. "You have a lovely figure and nothing to be ashamed of. I grew up with two sisters and we never had any private space so we had to get accustomed to dressing and undressing around each other."
Terry felt an immediate chill and then a warm glow began to wash over her entire body as Rosa's hands lightly caressed her bare shoulders and arms while she talked. She felt suddenly at ease with the whole situation as she listened to Rosa's soothing voice explain away her fears. "All right then, what should I try on first?" asked Terry.
Rosa picked up the white thong again and held it up to Terry saying, "Why don't you start with this? I bet it looks really nice on you."
"Okay, but I must warn you that I've never worn anything so risque so I'm really not sure what to think of it," explained Terry as she took the flimsy garment and held it up for inspection. Now that the she had finally acquiesced to the whole idea of trying on the skimpy panties she really didn't know how she would manage it without losing her grip on the tiny towel she had wrapped around her. She held the thong out with one hand and attempted to place one foot into the leg hole while still maintaining her balance as well as her grip on the towel. She managed to get her one foot into the thong, but now she was struggling to hold the garment up so she could step into the other leg hole with her left foot.
Rosa grinned wryly as she saw how the older woman was struggling to get into the tiny thong and still keep herself covered with the tiny towel she refused to release. After a few more seconds of watching Terry almost fall over from her efforts, Rosa knelt down in front of her and grabbed the waistband of the thong with both hands and held it up so Terry could easily put her other foot it. "Here, let me help you with that," said Rosa in a very calm, matter-of-fact tone.
Terry released the panty and stepped into it easily as Rosa held it out for her. She was relieved at first because she was worried that her towel might fall off while she was struggling with the tiny thing, but when she felt Rosa begin to slowly slide the silky material up her legs she stood up rigid with fear. Oh my god, she's going to pull that thing all the way up onto my hips! She certainly didn't expect that to happen. She felt her legs cover with goose bumps as Rosa's fingertips traced up the length of her legs until they reached her buttocks. Then she felt Rosa adjust the material slightly as her hands smoothed up over her ass cheeks and pull the waistband up and over her hips until the crotch of the panty was firmly attached to her private parts.
Rosa made sure to pull the thong tightly into Terry's crotch so she could get the full affect of the sexy material against her vulnerable pussy and ass crack. She lightly grasped the waistband again and pulled on it more while sliding her fingers back and forth as if to secure the thong into it's proper position. As she did so she managed to slide the silky material all along Terry's labia and ass crack in an attempt to create a very pleasurable sensation in the older woman's pussy.
Terry held back a gasp as she felt the silky material make contact with her vagina and slowly slide into place over her exposed flesh as Rosa pulled the thong onto her fully. The feelings she was experiencing were both shocking and exciting and she felt herself begin to tingle in the pit of her stomach as Rosa worked the material back and forth. The feeling of the narrow strip of material sliding so exquisitely in between her firm butt cheeks was unexpected yet totally exhilarating. She never would've thought that just the simple act of putting on such a skimpy piece of underwear could produce such strong sexual feelings so suddenly.
Rosa let go of the waistband and stood up directly in front of Terry and casually asked, "Well, how do you like them?"
Terry thought for a moment and then answered, "They feel okay, I guess. A little strange, but I guess I could get used to it. I feel so exposed though, you know?"
"But don't you just love that?" blurted Rosa eagerly. "I never used to wear thongs either, that is until Jennifer let me try some of hers and now that's all I wear. It feels so nice and sexy especially when you wear really tight skirts and dresses. I'm sure you're going to love it in no time!"
"Well, I don't know about that, but I guess it will be okay until I can get my own things back," said Terry. She really didn't mind the thong she realized and was beginning to enjoy the feeling of exposure she was experiencing. She couldn't deny that she was beginning to feel sexually aroused by just standing there and feeling the silky material against her soft skin.
Rosa then turned her attention back to the remaining items on the bed and began to pick through the provocative collection of bras. All of them were beautifully designed lingerie styles and unbeknownst to Terry most of them were at least one size too small for her C-cup breasts. There was one bra, however, that was more or less the plainest bra out of the bunch, but it was at least a cup size too big for Terry. Rosa carefully picked out a few bras that would fit Terry from her private 'specialty' bra selection that she knew would produce a very erotic sensation in the older woman's tits whenever she wore them. Rosa carefully picked out one of the smaller bras and handed it Terry for her approval. "Here, try this one on first."
Terry took the bra from Rosa and then stood there looking around the room for a place to change before Rosa walked over and grabbed the towel and quickly pulled it open until it fell off all together. "There you go, you don't need this any more," said Rosa nonchalantly as she tossed the towel onto the bed leaving Terry standing there like a deer caught in the headlights. Rosa made an effort not to look back at the shocked woman in hopes that she would be more at ease with her nudity and continue with her little game.
Terry couldn't believe what just happened. Rosa just took her towel off fully exposing her bare breasts for the entire world to see without so much as a second thought. She was so stunned by what transpired that she just stood there for a few moments with her hands still at her sides and her full breasts on open display. The cold air had an immediate effect on her nipples as they almost instantly hardened and began to poke out obnoxiously from her tits. Her nipples always embarrassed her that way, for as long as she could remember, they would become erect and stick out up to an inch sometimes. Just like now they were fast becoming hard and pointed with little goose bumps beginning to appear all over her large, pink areola. She quickly snapped out of her stunned trance and realized what had happened and then quickly began to fumble with the bra to get it on and cover up before Rosa could notice the embarrassing state of her nipples.
Rosa was able to spy on the nervous woman by looking up and seeing her reflection in the floor length mirror on the other side of the bed. She suppressed a giggle as Terry's arms and hands fumbled with the straps and cups of the flimsy bra in an attempt to get it on as quickly as possible. Rosa took note of Terry's beautiful tits as well and was pleased to see that they were indeed very attractive and well shaped with only a little sagging. Her nipples were what really caught her attention, however, as she noticed how hard and pointed they had become in such a short time. They were nice and long, she thought to herself, perfect for pulling and biting on. Once Terry had gotten the cups over her large globes Rosa turned around casually and faced the frustrated woman still fumbling to clasp the front of the tiny bra.
Terry was attempting to clasp the bra when she noticed Rosa watching her and was glad that she was able to get somewhat covered up. She finally stretched the cups together close enough to clasp the bra and then dropped her hands to her sides and breathed a big sigh of relief at getting the bra on. Looking down at her large breasts being squeezed by the tight bra only confirmed her suspicions that the bra was at least a size too small for her.
Seeing Terry's breasts pushed together so tightly created a delicious amount of cleavage and added to Rosa's excitement as she now saw the older woman in a much sexier almost sluttish look compared to the very plain, conservative form when she first arrived. She could tell that Terry was still very uncomfortable with how she was exposing herself, but she knew that it wouldn't take too much longer before she would get used to being half-naked.
Rosa stepped forward and eyed the tight bra carefully with pursed lips. "Hmmmm, it looks like it may be a little too small, am I right?" asked Rosa.
"Yes, I think so," answered Terry nervously as she looked down at her breasts bulging over the top of the tight bra. Her nipples were poking into the lacey material and threatening to pierce holes through it if they continued to harden any further.
Rosa lifted her hands to Terry's chest and lightly ran her fingers along the straps and followed the seam of the bra along the underside of each cup. She pretended to be inspecting the bras fit as she slowly traced her fingers all around Terry's breasts. She even slipped her fingertips inside the edges of the straining cups as she appeared to be testing the garment's elasticity. She was pleased to see Terry's entire chest begin to shiver slightly under her delicate touch as a sea of goose bumps appeared. "Yes, I think you are correct Miss Nichols," said Rosa very plainly. "Why don't we try another, hmmmm?"
"Okay," was all Terry could manage to squeak out as her mouth went suddenly dry. She watched silently as Rosa turned her attention back to the other bras and sifted through them until she found another beautiful garment. She turned and faced Terry, now standing on a few inches directly in front of her, and held up the bra for Terry's approval. "Let's try this one."
Terry's eyes darted about quickly as she stood there motionless and realized that Rosa was going to watch her take off the tight bra and put on the new one this time. She wanted to say something, protest in some way, but she didn't, couldn't. Terry watched as Rosa lifted her tiny hands to the bulging cups of her bra and deftly grasped them and unclasped the hook in one smooth motion. She remained still even when her breasts sprang forward when Rosa released the cups and allowed the bra to fall to the side exposing Terry's breasts completely.
Rosa quickly pushed the straps off of Terry's shoulders and allowed the useless garment to fall down her arms and onto the floor. She then held up the new bra and motioned for Terry to stick her arms through the straps so she could slip it on her. Rosa managed to keep a very stoic expression on her face during the entire exchange in order to give Terry the appearance that nothing was out of the ordinary. Terry didn't even protest when she picked up each breast and carefully place them inside the cups as she attempted to clasp the hook. The bra was too small again and Rosa got a good feel of the older woman's firm tits as she cupped them repeated in her attempts to close the clasp. She was especially wary of Terry's hardening nipples that appeared to be pointing out even further than before.
Terry's eyes were fixed on the young girl's delicate hands again as they traced the seams and cups of the new bra setting off little electrical sparks on her skin as they lightly touched her chest. She could see and feel her nipples getting harder by the second and could not understand what was happening to her or why the simple act of trying on bras was producing such erotic feelings in her. She didn't know what to do so she just stood there silently and allowed Rosa to do whatever was required and hoped that it would all end soon before she was completely embarrassed.
"No, I don't think this one fits very well either I'm afraid," said Rosa matter-of-factly as she slipped her fingertips into the bulging cups and slid them along the edge of the material. Her fingers brushed across Terry's pointed nipples as they slid around the top seam.
Terry managed to catch her gasp as she felt Rosa's fingers brush across her sensitive nipples, but she knew that she could not seem to break free of her trance as she continued to allow Rosa free reign to touch her as she pleased. Although she knew it was wrong, and the feelings she was experiencing were misplaced, she couldn't deny how good they were making her feel. Her body seemed to be coming to life as her nervous system was put into over-drive from the wild new sensations.
Rosa then unclasped the bra and pushed it to the floor with the other one and turned to retrieve another garment. Terry's breasts were now on open display as she remained motionless and waited patiently for the next fitting. Terry was uncomfortable standing there exposed like she was, but for some reason she also felt very comfortable with Rosa and did not feel compelled to cover herself.
Rosa turned back with another even sexier looking bra and she immediately held it up for Terry to slip her arms into the straps. This bra was very sheer and did nothing to hide Terry's obviously engorged nipples as Rosa adjusted her breasts in the cups and easily clasped the bra closed. Terry noticed that the bra was very comfortable and appeared to be the proper size for her now tender breasts.
"I think we found something that fits," exclaimed Rosa as she gently cupped Terry's tits. "What do you think Miss Nichols?" Terry's mouth was dryer than she could ever remember and although she attempted to speak nothing came out. "Here, why don't you take a look in the mirror and tell me what you think." With that Rosa turned Terry until she was looking directly into the floor length mirror. Rosa walked around Terry until she was standing directly behind her and stared at her in the reflection.
"Yes, it feels just fine," answered Terry hoarsely as she stared at her scantily clad body in the mirror.
"Good," replied Rosa as a broad smile formed on her beautiful lips. "Now let's see what else we can find."
Rosa proceeded to tease and titillate Terry for another hour as she put her through a strenuous workout with a wide variety of skirts, blouses and dresses. They all appeared to be just a little too small for Terry's build, but she had to admit that they all showed off her figure very well. She had never really considered herself to be sexy, but as the session continued she was bombarded with the image of herself displayed in beautiful clothes that accentuated her large breasts, slim waist and full bottom to perfection.
Afterwards Rosa had complimented Terry on how good she looked in all of the garments that they picked and promised to take her sightseeing the next morning. Terry thanked her for the help and went to bed still dazed and confused from all of the strange emotions she had been experiencing all day. From her first attraction to Carmen's stunning figure, the incident with her breasts inadvertently touching her in the car and then how her body had reacted in such a strong, sexual way to Rosa's touch while she tried on the clothes. Why was all of this happening to her all of a sudden? She had never even thought about other women in a sexual way before today and now she didn't know what to think. Hopefully tomorrow will be another day and she could get over all of these silly feelings and get back to normal.