The Mammoth Book of Lesbian Erotic Confessions by Barbara Cardy

Author:Barbara Cardy
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781472104014
Publisher: Little, Brown Book Group

COUNTRY ROADS

Melanie, Forest Hill

Mrs Rose called me a late bloomer because I was nineteen and still hadn’t learnt to drive. I had my learner’s permit, but driving seemed scary. All my friends had either gone out with their parents at fifteen, or else had no inclination to drive, like me. But Mrs Rose said I must. She drove a pick-up truck and claimed driving was the key to a woman’s independence.

And Mrs Rose was by far the most independent woman I’d ever met. My grandparents lived way out in the country, and she was their neighbour. She wasn’t actually a “Mrs” at all, since she’d never been married. Mrs Rose always told my cousins and I to call her Jan, but my grandparents were sticklers for formality and they didn’t think it proper to call a woman her age “Miss” anything.

So “Mrs Rose” it was, and Mrs Rose she stayed.

I don’t think she was actually as old as the lines around her eyes suggested. She had that colour hair where you couldn’t tell if it was white or blonde, but she always wore a straw hat over it. I’d gone to her place to buy snap peas, since she sold produce to anyone who might stop by, but we got talking about driving, and soon she was set on teaching me.

Since I couldn’t imagine learning in her big old pick-up, we walked back to my grandparents’ property and my grandma reluctantly allowed us borrow her old-lady Toyota. Scared as I was to learn, I’d always heard it was easiest on country roads. Less traffic than in the city. Also, there was something about Mrs Rose that made me feel safe. If we broke down or whatever, she’d know what to do.

I was so nervous when she got me to start up the engine that I thought I might pee my pants. I couldn’t remember which was the gas and which was the brakes, and no matter what I did, I second-guessed myself. I felt so dumb.

But Mrs Rose kept telling me I was doing fine. Thank goodness there was no traffic on the arrow-straight country road. I would have wet myself for sure if I saw a car coming at me.

The more I drove, the better I felt about it, until we came to a four-way stop and there were other cars there. Oh no! My legs shook so hard Mrs Rose set one hot hand over my naked thigh, right under the hem of my short shorts.

There was a feeling that ran through me, like lightning, and all at once my nipples were so hard they hurt. The day had been so hot I hadn’t worn a bra, and I stole a glance down to see if it was obvious. Oh God, it was! My nipples were pointy and thick as pencil erasers, sticking straight out through the clingy jersey of my sleeveless top.

Out of the corner of my eye, I looked to see if Mrs Rose had noticed how hard my tits were.

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