When he and his mates went to play darts, she left the tavern, without anyone of them noticing, and started the long walk home to the cottage. Julie listened quietly as Michelle poured her heart out, and she really felt sorry for her neighbour. Dropping her at the front door of the cottage, Julie offered, “if you’re feet aren’t ruined from walking in those bloody shoes, blowjob would you like to join me tomorrow for my morning run?” Michelle’s face lit up at the invitation, and the opportunity to work out some energy and aggression, although not quite the way she was hoping for when she headed out on the date several hours ago. The next morning, Julie knocked on the cottage door, and Michelle was already up and dressed, and stretching in the kitchen. Over the next month, the two women became fast friends, despite the over 20 year age difference between them. And the two struck quite the pair. At 5'8" Julie was a good 4 inches taller than erotic Michelle, and her broad shoulders and 40C breasts equally dwarfed her younger companion. Julie would often pull her dark auburn hair into a ponytail, or some times in a French plait, but could never understand the American fondness for baseball hats. Even though she was older, her fitness level was such that on some days Michelle had to push herself to keep up. While competitive, Michelle didn’t mind, as the sight of Julie’s firm behind in her spandex running pants, reminded Michelle of her sophomore year girlfriend, who first got Michelle into running. Michelle had also started to look to Julie as almost a surrogate Mother, and when they weren't running or going to gym together, they would talk about all sorts of things. Julie clearly wasn’t from round the area, and explained that she came from Newcastle, and her husband was from Ireland. Michelle’s mind wandered to the last gym session when she had watched Julie get stripped for the shower, and she couldn’t help noticing Julie was totally shaved down below. Michelle nervously body blurted out a question about it, and Julie simply smiled like a sphinx, and explained, "keeps things neat and simple," Michelle pondering her words, and staring at her still pert ass, as she wandered into the shower. After Julie dropped gave her a ride home from the gym, it was that mental image of Julie’s back and ass that was in Michelle's mind, as she slipped her hand inside her yoga pants, and under her panties. Touching herself gently, while lying on her bed, Michelle imagined for a moment that it was Julie's finger touching her, as Julie's husband, JJ, watched the two women play. Michelle felt herself get wetter as her finger slipped inside herself, picturing JJ's dark curly hair, and shining green emerald eyes, as he unzipped and pulled out his thick cock, that was already an impressive length, semi hard. Just as Michelle was about to imagine taking JJ’s cock into her mouth, while Julie’s tongue danced over her hardening clit, her father's voice from downstairs snapped her out of her daydream into reality. "I'm off Mitchie," he shouted from the kitchen, using her pet name, "I will be back late, so please take Chico for a walk, that is, if you can find that darned dog." Reluctantly, she pulled her hand out of her pants, pausing to taste herself on her fingers. It had been over three months now without any sex, from man or woman, which had her even more frustrated than the fact they drove on the wrong side of the road! Shaking the last of her fantasy out of her head, Michelle went downstairs to begin the hunt for Chico, and sniggered to herself, “this backwater village probably doesn’t even know what a lesbian is, let alone having there be one around here.” Michelle watched her father's car pull away, calling out the front door for Chico. They could never let Chico out unattended at home, for fear of him being run over. However, since there was nothing for miles except chickens, cows and countryside, they often didn’t see Chico for an entire day, but knew he wouldn’t wander too far, and that he’d come home when he was called. Calling his name and whistling, Michelle grabbed a pair of training shoes and wandered into the back garden. "No doubt off chasing wabbits," she muttered in her best Elmer Fudd impression, while looking around the garden. Well, they called it a garden here, but it was more like a field with a patch of woods at the bottom of the hill, that covered more than an acre. On one side of the cottage was a farmer’s field, and on the other side, through a country gate, was Julie & JJ’s home, which had a similar layout to the cottage Michelle and her father had rented. Michelle's heart jumped into her mouth as she saw that Julie’s country gate was left open, "Oh my god," she thought, "if Chico has dug up Julie’s prized garden, I’ll be mortified." Breaking into a jog, Michelle ran through the open gate and into her neighbour’s yard, frantically looking for Chico. Hoping to find him and spirit him back home unseen, she quietly searched the garden, calling his name in a ‘loud whisper,’ while growing concerned. Feeling foolish, she finally decided to come clean and get Julie's help, walking around to the back door of Julie’s house. The back entrance had a stable door, which allowed the top to be opened, to allow in fresh air, while the bottom remained closed. The back door led to a boot room, and then onto the big country kitchen. 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