Eddy had a rough time of it that particular winter. The new year came and she gazed from the window of her dilapidated, white beach house, watching revelers on the sand. She’d been alone since autumn. Her lover ended the relationship when she found someone else. The fact that it was someone from the city, and a man to boot, added to Eddy’s despair.

I must’ve been a seasonal fling for Sylvia. She got tired of the matronly beach pussy and had to get back to her life.  Good riddance.

Her heart had become as cold as the icy fog that drifted in from the sea. Night would find Eddy in her bed, tears streaking down her cheeks, torturing her right nipple as she manipulated herself through one orgasm after another, sobbing while she came, as she thought of how Sylvia had beguiled her into thinking she was special.

She was a slick one, that bitch. God, I miss her touch. Goddamn me for still wanting her.

Spring arrived early on the peninsula, as it always did. Eddy had lived in the cove for a little over a year and, like most other residents, had a story to tell. Ron, her ex-husband, caught her sleeping with the neighbor woman. By then, she had developed a drinking problem, trying to cope with a loveless marriage to a harsh, violent man. Her daughter Liz was the only good thing that came out of the union. Still, she needed a loving touch, and her neighbor was more than willing to accommodate.

In those days, being a bi-sexual adultress with a drinking problem was enough to sway a jury to give parental rights to her husband. She became a pariah in the small town, so she fled, eventually arriving at the cove.  Still, Eddy thought of Liz constantly and how she must’ve grown in the time they were apart.

“How’s the painting coming along?” David ran his lips along the steaming rim of his blue ceramic mug.  Most late mornings, when he wasn’t staying in the city, he and Eddy would share a pot of coffee and a few cigarettes.

“Not too bad.” Eddy took a drag of her cigarette and exhaled. “Hurt, rage and loneliness, and that fucking muse works magic.”

David chuckled. “Then paint a goddamn million of them, sweetheart.” He gazed at her with pale, blue eyes. “At least you can sell them when the crowds return.”

Eddy didn’t respond, but merely nodded, examining her friend. David always wore his garish shirts open to the paunch. A medallion or two hung from his neck, nestled in copious chest hair.  A pair of too-short shorts squeezed his pale, hairy thighs and those sandals had seen better days. 

Eddy wasn’t exactly sure how David made a living, but he owned a few old beach houses in the cove, including hers, plus a curio shop in town. For weeks at a time, he’d disappear to the city, mentioning “his associates” in an almost joking manner. He’d usually return with a young, male companion to keep him company until the relationship wore thin. And it always did. None of that mattered, though. He had been her friend when she desperately needed one.

“Oh, look at that!” David placed his mug down and sat up straight in his wicker chair, peering at a particular stretch of sand below. “And so it begins.”

Eddy also watched as a naked young girl trotted across the sand, stopping at the water’s edge.  She stood still, gazing out at an approaching wave, her smooth, lithe body at attention as her blond hair danced in the morning breeze. She remained motionless until the wave overtook her. Spreading her arms wide, she let the green, foaming water envelop her and push her back to shore.

“God, she’s a young one,” David remarked, retrieving his mug. “I’m surprised her parents aren’t out there to keep tabs.”

Eddy watched as the girl picked herself up and repeated the action. The girl’s small, pointed breasts jiggled slightly as she luxuriated in the caressing waves. Eddy couldn’t help but notice a neat patch of blond floss between her thighs.

Whoever she is, she’s a pretty, young thing.

Eddy felt something warm rise in her chest. Could it be ice melting, just a little?

“I’m going to the city for a week or so.” David took another sip from his mug. “Business must be attended to.”

Sylvia’s attention had shifted away from David as she focused on the young girl, frolicking naked, all alone, across the sand. Again, she ran into the waves, arms in the air, getting swept off her feet.

Beautiful child.

“Excuse me?” David leaned over, speaking a little louder.

Eddy broke away from watching the girl, looking at her friend.

“With your associates?” She smirked. 

Her moist, dark eyes and thin, expressive lips, the result of her Eastern European heritage, presented an attractive face, albeit more and more careworn these days. Sylvia had abandoned Eddy on her thirty-ninth birthday. That same day, she stopped bothering to color her hair or wear make-up. What did it matter? 

David tossed the rest of his coffee over the railing and stood. 

“You know, if I didn’t like you so much…” His smile conveyed tenderness and adoration.

She reached out to slap his hairy thigh. “Just ‘like’?”

“You know you’re almost as fucked up as me.” He took her hand and kissed it. “Almost.”

“This past year, I don’t know. I could give you a run for your money.”

“Well, stay weird while I’m gone, and paint, or whatever, or…” he nodded toward the girl on the beach. “Make you a new friend.”

David had a twinkle in his eye as he spoke.

“Jesus Christ, David,” Eddy smirked again, glancing over to the girl. “I’m not a fucking pedophile!”

Now David was on the offensive, and he could be such a provocateur.

“I’m not saying anything, dear.” Yes, he was. “But the age of consent in this state is sixteen, so you never know.”

“Jesus Christ, David!” 

“I’ll call you when I get to the city.” He patted her shoulder, then leaned over. They kissed briefly. “Stay safe and I hope you have fun.” Again, the smile.

“I’ll make out,” she responded. He laughed out loud. “I mean…” now she was flustered, and could feel the heat rising on her cheeks. “I’ll make do.”

“You can’t wiggle your way out of that one.” He turned and walked away. His voice echoed from inside as he opened the front door. “I just want you to be happy!”

By then, Eddy had returned to staring at the girl, who had spread a blanket out on the sand and set up a big umbrella, and was now stretched out with a paperback. Eddy finished her coffee and reached for the binoculars.

*   

The first day of spring arrived and a few more eager souls populated the beach. Eddy had watched the girl for almost a week, day after day, all by herself, reading one book after another on the beach. She had thoughts of going for a long walk and passing by, perhaps striking up a conversation.

God, she’s so young. What am I thinking? She looks to be the same age as Liz!

Eddy made a mental note of how the girl looked very much like her daughter. In spite of that, she allowed her eyes to linger tirelessly on the girl’s naked flesh.

Those sweet little tits of hers. Just enough to fit in my mouth, and those beautiful, delicate areolas.

Heat crept up between Eddy’s thighs, gently throbbing as she reached down to rub her pussy through the fabric.     

Still, she’s not my daughter. God, I need to get my mind off this girl. What a joke, us doing anything sexual, but damn it if she isn’t just the cutest thing.

David gave her an extra set of keys to the curio shop and, since the tourist crowd would be returning before long, Eddy distracted herself by taking a few of her best paintings there in preparation for re-opening the shop. She carefully covered the wood-framed canvasses with pillowcases and placed them in the back seat of her old Volkswagen.

The shop was boarded up for the season and quite dark until Eddy flipped the light switch next to the door. The old place was musty, so she left the front door open for fresh air to circulate.   As she placed the artwork in an area David had given her to work, a voice startled her.

“Hello?” The voice of a young girl called from the door. “Can I come in?”

As Eddy turned and jumped as if she had touched a live wire. It was the little nymph!

“Hello,” she managed to respond. She fought to control her breathing as her heart raced. 

No question, it was her. Not nude, of course. She had wrapped herself in a Victorian-looking shawl which stopped just above her knees. Eddy couldn’t help but wonder if she was naked underneath.

“I was hoping to find someone here.” Her voice caressed Eddy’s ears. “I’m somewhat of an artist myself.”

“Oh, wonderful!” Eddy felt herself saying, thankful the girl tossed out a topic to precipitate legitimate conversation. “What do you do?”

“Jewelry, mostly.” The girl moved slowly into the shop, eyeing her surroundings. “I also sketch, but I’m not really very good at it. It’s the jewelry that sells.

Jesus, can this really be happening? 

Eddy became conscious of her hands and clasped them behind her back. Then the sensation of her breasts poking out made her put her hands in her pockets.

Goddammit, stop fidgeting and act normal!

“Yeah, I’ve been doing that for a few years, and people really seem to like my work.” By now, the girl was within a few feet of Eddy. The woman could smell the mixture of sweat and Coppertone on the girl’s sun-kissed body. “I wonder if you’d have space for me when the season comes.”

Working next to this girl?  I can’t believe what I’m hearing!

“I’ll have to talk with the owner.” Eddy wanted to roll over and give her free reign, but remembered her responsibilities to David. “He’s out of town for another week or so.” She wanted to reach out and pull that shawl away, or at least touch her, however modestly, but refrained. “Do you have any samples of your work?”

“Sure do,” the girl smiled. “Can I bring them by?”

Even Eddy, in her discombobulated state, realized the opportunity that had arisen.

Oh, fuck it. Just take the plunge.

“How about this afternoon?” Eddy almost stuttered.

Shit, I wish my heart would slow down. I can hardly breathe.

“Meet you here?” The girl bit her lower lip, eyes all innocent.

“Yes, or…” Eddy paused. “You can bring them by my cabin, if you’re okay with that.” She found it impossible to keep gazing at the erotic young waif. “Perhaps you need to ask your parents?” 

The girl arched an eyebrow.

“Oh, hell, no!  My parents are in Gary, Indiana, far away from this place!” She pulled the shawl tighter around her shoulders, clearly annoyed. “I’ve been on my own for almost a year and I don’t need to ask anyone for permission.”

There was no doubt Eddy had touched a nerve.

“Oh, I’m sorry, sweetheart. You just look so…”

“Young?” The girl replied. “I’m a free and emancipated woman.”

Eddy smiled at the word “emancipated.” It sounded so much like the Women’s Lib movement she’d seen so much of recently. 

“Okay, okay,” Eddy couldn’t help but beam at the impetuous child. “Sorry I brought it up.”

Goddamn, my pussy’s on fire. What the hell is wrong with me? I still don’t know how old this kid is!

“Where do you live?...” The girl paused, not knowing Eddy’s name.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Eddy extended her hand. “Eddy. Short for Edwina.”

The girl reached out to squeeze Eddy’s hand. The moment they touched, Eddy felt a surge of energy throughout her body. More ice melting. It was as if seasons were also changing in her heart. The girl’s shawl slipped somewhat and Eddy saw she indeed had something on underneath.

“I’m Maj.” She didn’t let go of Eddy’s hand and took a step closer. Eddy could now feel her breath. “It’s spelled M-A-J but is pronounced “my”.

By now, Eddy could feel her erect nipples rubbing against the fabric of her loose top.

Fuck me, I’m about to come on the spot. What is this girl doing to me? Am I this needy?

“What a lovely name, Maj.” She quelled the lust in her voice. “I’m at the far end of the cove, near the black rocks.” The girl finally released her hand. “That old white cabin up on piers. My yellow VW will be parked on the side.” Eddy couldn’t believe her incredible luck. “Just come knocking and I’ll be there.”

Eddy had to keep reminding herself to slow down. The VW’s little motor tweeted in protest as she tore down the beach road. 

Goddammit, Edwina, slow down! And calm down, too. You’re acting like a crazy woman!

She jerked the parking brake up on the VW and trotted inside the cabin, inspecting her little hovel with dismay.

What a fucking mess!

Eddy cleaned up the worst of the clutter, although there wasn’t any illusion it was an artist’s lair. She thought about making herself up. Panting with anxiety, she gazed at herself in the mirror, eyes lingering on every little imperfection, wrinkle, sag and grey hair.

Fuck it. If I do anything to make myself up, it will be obvious. Just relax and go natural, girl. She seems to be pretty earthy herself.

The sun arced into the west, the light changing in the cabin’s studio and deck. To relax, Eddy poured herself a glass of French Cabernet David had brought from the city. After a few sips, the alcohol crept into her cerebral cortex and a feeling of relative calm overcame her.

That’s better, but I don’t need to get too tipsy. I feel like I’m playing with dynamite.  What if she’s underage? That’ll be the end of it right away.         

A sharp knock at the front door startled Eddy out of her reverie. She downed the rest of the wine, placing it in the kitchen sink as she practically bolted to the door. Just as she grabbed the doorknob, she paused.

Get a grip, Edwina. Deep breath.

Her hands trembled as she noticed perspiration forming under her arms and breasts.  With a single, smooth motion, she opened the front door.

“Hi!” Maj said with a smile. The shawl was gone.  She wore a simple top and cut-off jeans. “Here I am!”

Eddy fought to keep from looking like a fucking moron. The grin on her face almost hurt.

Fuck, this is really happening!

Maj had an ancient leather case in tow.

“Hello, dear.” Eddy cooed, sounding quite motherly. “Please come in.”

Maj stepped inside, looking all around. “Cool!” She smiled, obviously pleased. “Funky and cool! I love it!”

“I’m so glad.” Eddy reached to take the case. “Let’s take this out on the deck, into the sunlight.”

Maj followed Eddy as they walked out on the deck. Eddy put the suitcase on the small, round table between the wicker chairs. 

“Here.” Maj stepped beside her, popping the latches open. Their bodies almost touched as Eddy couldn’t help but glance down her nothing of a top to gaze at her lovely breasts.

Goddamn!  Careful, girl, careful.  Act naturally.

Maj opened the case to reveal an array of earrings, pendants, brooches and whatnot, all neatly lodged in their respective purple velvet slots.

“May I?”  Eddy asked.

“Sure, go ahead.”

Eddy plucked one particularly intricate silver creation out of its holder and examined it.

“That’s my latest. You like?”

“Oh, very much, yes!” Eddy turned to look at Maj and the girl returned the gaze, giving a slight smile. For a moment, Eddy wanted to kiss her new friend on the mouth, but turned back to the item in her hand.

As Eddy tried to make small talk, inspecting more of the items, Maj slowly drifted out to the edge of the deck. She leaned on the railing to look down at the beach.

“You live here alone?” 

“Yes.” Eddy returned an amber-embedded ring back to the case, walking out to stand next to Maj. “For almost a year.”

“I really like it here.” Maj pointed down to the area she frequented. “That spot right there has just the right sound, what with the cove being the way it is.”

“I never thought of it that way.” Eddy felt the girl’s hip pressing against hers. She didn’t move away. “I’ve walked that beach so many times.”

Maj looked over to the table and the binoculars tucked underneath, then looked back at Eddy.

“You must’ve seen me down there,” she said, her voice smooth and gentle. She glanced back at the binoculars. This time, Eddy saw what she was looking at. “You must have seen a lot of me.”

Then she broke into laughter, leaning heavily against Eddy.   The older woman stiffened for a moment, fighting not to cave in.  The next moment, she had her arm around Maj, squeezing her tight. 

“Do you have a boyfriend?” Maj sighed. Eddy about melted on the spot when the young girl nuzzled her shoulder.

“No, dear.” Eddy couldn’t believe she was smelling the girl’s hair, kissing it. They had just met, but their caresses felt so natural and right. “I have a friend, David, but he’s not that way.”

“Oh.” Maj raised her head, her face only inches from Eddy’s. “I don’t either.” She smiled again. “I don’t like boys. Well, not too much, especially after all that shit I went through at Woodstock last year, but I certainly got an education!” 

Their lips met.

Eddy was so aroused by then, she didn’t resist as their tongues lashed against each other wetly. Soon, they were on the bed. Maj started to undress. For a split-second, Eddy came to her senses.

“Wait.” She held her hand out, admonishing Maj to stop unbuttoning her cut-offs. She was already naked to the waist. “Just a second, honey.” She looked into the girl’s blue eyes, embarrassed to ask the question.

“I have to know. How old are you, my love?”

“I’m old enough!” Her cutoffs slid down her legs. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

“No, no.” Eddy wanted to cry with frustration. “I’ve had enough trouble in my life and don’t need any more, especially jail time.”

“Okay then.” Maj, totally nude, pinned Eddy’s arms over her head. “Seventeen! “ She slid her body on top of Eddy’s. “Well, almost.” Her nimble fingers unbuttoned Eddy’s blouse in seconds.  “In a few months.”

“You’re sure about that.” Eddy allowed Maj to remove her top and bra, shuddering as her breasts fell free. Without skipping a beat, the waif pulled Eddy’s shorts and panties down her legs, tossing them aside.

Maj nodded before burying her face in Eddy’s thick, dark bush.

“Ahhhh!”  Eddy writhed, spreading her legs wide as Maj’s tongue found her sweet spot.                        

Goddamn, this girl is eager!  Ohhh…

Eddy rested one hand on the back of Maj’s head as the girl lapped away at her pussy. 

“Oh, god, honey.”  Eddy didn’t realize how much she had suppressed her emotions since Sylvia abandoned her. Now she didn’t care. The winter ice had melted and spring was in full bloom.  She felt like a young girl again, excited and ready to give and receive love. Come what may, she was going to enjoy this, as long as it lasted.

Soon, Maj’s hands were on Eddy’s breasts, squeezing them and gently tugging at her nipples.  Eddy whimpered as electricity sparked from her tender buds straight down to her clit. The sensations started to build.

Dammit, yes! Oh, to come against this girl’s mouth.

Eddy couldn’t help but think of her daughter, also sixteen. Initially, she felt guilt and shame for allowing thoughts of Liz to invade her brain while being pleasured by a girl the same age.

That’s what triggered her orgasm.

“Ahhhgggg!!!”  Her body convulsed. She cried out as waves of pleasure cleansed her body of the last shreds of sorrow. Eddy glanced down to marvel at Maj’s wet face and wicked grin as she licked her lips.

After an eternity, her breathing returned to normal as Maj sidled up beside her lover. Waves crashed in the distance as their naked bodies melded together. They kissed and licked until their mouths were almost numb.  Eddy tasted her heady scent on Maj’s face.

“Where the hell did you come from?” Eddy whispered against the girl’s neck.

“Does it matter?” Maj nuzzled Eddy’s breast. “I’m here. Now. With you.”

“Yes, my love.” Eddy looked down as Maj took a nipple in her mouth. “Ohhh, god, yes.”

Again, Eddy surrendered as Maj rolled on top of her, positioning their bodies together. Still feeding on Eddy’s breast, Maj began a slow, but steady undulation, rubbing their erect clits together. Eddy couldn’t believe how good it felt. Thoughts of her daughter flashed though her brain, but she was done fighting it.

I don’t know why Liz keeps filling my head, but right now, I don’t care. Something to dwell over in the future.

Eddy gripped Maj’s buttocks as their bodies rubbed together. It didn’t take long before they both climaxed, bodies quivering as Maj squealed with delight.

“Yes, my love.” Eddy wailed. “Oh, my god, yes!”

After they lost count of their orgasms, they both fell into a deep sleep.  Eddy slumbered longer and deeper than she had since arriving at the cove.  When she awoke, Maj was still in bed, eyes closed, breathing gently.  The blanket was pulled up to her stomach, leaving her beautiful breasts exposed.

Eddy, glass of wine in her hand, gazed at the youthful vision.  At that moment, she felt at peace with herself.  Still, she couldn’t leave the girl alone.  Kneeling next to the bare-breasted girl, she leaned over and nuzzled her delicate, pink areola.  Immediately, it became erect and Eddy took it in her mouth, suckling the darling bud, lost in contentment.

Maj took a deep breath and opened her eyes, placing her hand on the back of Eddy’s head.

“Yes, my love. Yes.”

Needless to say, Maj took up residence with her newfound lover. Eddy took to painting nudes of her young ward as Maj set up shop in an unused corner of the cabin. Both of them spent the spring and summer at the curio shop, selling their wares and doing quite well. The beach crowd loved those nude studies more than anything else, and Eddy was eager to provide.  Still, she couldn’t help but wonder when Maj would tire of their arrangement.

I’m over twice her age. She’s bound to lose interest. Kids have such a short attention span these days. 

She glanced over to her girlfriend, who was chatting it up with a few other kids.  She thought about calling Liz, but how to get around her bastard ex-husband?

Maj broke away from the crowd and returned to her lover.  They had yet to show affection in public.  In those days, it may have created a riot.  Maj merely held Eddy’s hand and stared at the crowd of milling bodies.

“Will you eat my pussy when we get home?” The girl whispered. 

Eddy shivered, squeezing Maj’s hand.  They had only begun to explore each other’s bodies and minds.

Things never remain the same, but for now, I’m going to live in the moment.