Justine Wyatt was a 25 year old Estate Agent at Lyndon-Sanders Properties in Purplemere, it wasn’t her chosen career nor was it what she envisaged doing when she left University with an English Literature degree, but she had to do something and she seemed to be quite good at it and it paid the bills.
She was an attractive girl with long brunette hair and she had a nice flat in the town and lived quite comfortably but she did live alone.
And there was something missing in her life, she had tried and failed so many times in relationships but apparently she just kept picking the wrong men and so she seemed destined to live alone but destiny had a knack of surprising you if you were lucky.
Justine’s surprise came one bright spring morning in a quiet suburb of Purplemere when she went to visit a vendor with a three bedroom house to sell.
The house was owned by a Mr and Mrs Hack who had both had to go into residential care in Dulcet Green and she was there to meet their granddaughter Carol Hack.
Justine knocked on the door and it was opened by a pretty young blond with piercing blue eyes.
Carol was younger than Justine by six or seven years and for a moment or two she was speechless as she stared into Carols eyes.
For the first time since she’d been an Estate Agent she completely forgot what to say.
“Are you from Lyndon-Sanders?” Carol asked
“Yes, I’m sorry, I’m Justine Wyatt” she replied a little flustered
“Come in” she said with a knowing smile “I’m Carol”
Once inside, Carole left Justine to wander around downstairs taking measurements while she went upstairs.
Justine soon regained her composure and with all the measuring done downstairs Justine called upstairs
“Is it ok if I come up?”
Sometimes vendors liked to take a few minutes to make sure there were no dirty knickers left lying on the floor and the toilet had been flushed.
“Yes I’m ready for you” Carol shouted back
Justine nodded and started up the stairs
“And try to be professional” she said to herself.
As she stepped onto the landing she could see there was only one door open so she decided to measure that one first, but as soon as she stepped over the thresh hold she was speechless again because the pretty little blue eyed blond was standing by the window with the sun behind her and Justine was not only speechless but she was also frozen to the spot.
The only thing she could move were her eyes which hungrily consumed every inch of Carol’s beautiful young girl as she slowly walked towards her.
Carol smiled broadly with satisfaction because of the obvious affect she was having on Justine and when she stood in front of the mesmerized Estate Agent she kissed her gently on the lips.
It was the first time Justine’s lips had tasted such a kiss and was left wanting more when it stopped.
Even though she enjoyed the kiss very much, she had never looked at a woman the way she looked at Carol.
Justine wasn’t gay, she had only ever been with men, and she needed to say it before things went too far.
Carol was smiling at her again but Justine smiled weakly back and looked troubled.
“I’m not…” she began but Carol put a finger to Justine’s lips
“Shush” she said and kissed her again but more meaningfully than the first embrace of Justine’s seduction and the gentle passion of her kiss quickened her pulse, electrifying her.
And when Carol began unbuttoning her blouse it was met with compliance.
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