Donna, Part 2

by Utopian

Donna was now back downstairs feeling totally relaxed after her bath. Nicole was sitting next to her on the sofa as they watched a movie. Dressed in her warm cotton bathrobe, Donna enjoyed the feel of the warm material on her bare skin. She wore nothing underneath. Usually at this time of the evening, Donna would be in her pjs with her bathrobe on top. Somehow, sitting here with this adolescent beauty next to her heightened her state of wellbeing. She felt good, she felt warm and utterly comfortable.

Nicole felt tired and wasn't really enjoying the movie. She found it boring but did not dare to ask Donna to switch the channel over. She wore her blue pajama shorts and a loose t-shirt with no bra underneath.

She never felt the need to wear any when getting ready for bed. Her young teenage breasts were still developing; small mounds with pink puffy nipples. She had some catching up to do compared to her so called friends at school. She considered Donna her true real friend and was grateful at the prospect of spending the whole weekend with her and Keira.

"Would you mind if I lay down?" Nicole asked.

"Not at all sweetheart. Here, why don't you put your head on my lap?" replied Donna without even thinking.

Donna's response was only natural as her maternal instincts took over. After all, that's the position her and her daughter Keira often assumed. On those occasions, Donna would gently stroke her daughter's cheek and forehead before running her fingers through her hair. As Nicole settled down with her head in the older woman's lap, Donna's hand automatically reached out to the teenager's long strawberry blonde hair.

Nicole closed her eyes and reveled in this newly found closeness with her best friend. She missed those moments of tenderness with her own mother. Janet just never seemed to have enough time for her anymore, not since the divorce. She did get to see her dad on his rare spells back in the country from his overseas job. They were growing even further apart now that she'd entered her teenage years. This was what she craved for as a lonely teenager yearning for some motherly love. Donna was there for her. This beautiful older woman with whom she was so close, she could smell the scent of her freshly washed exfoliated skin.

"This feels good" Keira sighed with smile, her eyes still closed.

"Yes it does sweetie" said Donna as she looked down at the adolescent's face. She kept her gaze there and admired the teenager's beauty. She noticed those beautiful lips slightly parted, her cute little nose with small speckly freckles that extended to the top her cheeks just below the eyes. Nicole was perfect and this felt like the perfect moment.

As Donna carried on with her gentle ruffling of Nicole's hair, she noticed her own bathrobe had come loose up at the top, exposing the cleavage of her 34a cup breasts. She didn't feel the need to cover up. The proximity of the back of the teenager's head to her now nearly exposed breasts made Donna's resolve grow bolder. She lifted a strand of Nicole's hair and allowed it to drop on her bare cleavage. With her free hand, Donna resumed her tender stroking of the the young girl's head at the base of her hairline, just above back of her smooth adolescent neck. Nicole's long hair now rested on her exposed breasts. Donna watched dreamily as Nicole's hair skimmed her left nipple. What a wonderful sight. She was aware of the threshold being crossed from innocent maternal tenderness into the the abyss of pure love and lust for a 13 year old goddess. This felt good and Donna didn't want it to stop.