Lucy was twenty-eight-years-old and had never felt more comfortable about her body. She had gorgeous light brown hair, a very pretty face, certainly being told that by plenty of girlfriends. She was always smiling and friendly and took everything in her stride, although for many years the one thing she found so hard to cope with was her 34aa bra size. Even that she coped with by making sure each bra was not just padded but she added to that with soft tissues and wore high neck lines and made sure that even when she bent over her cleavage was well out of sight.
She was always self-conscious about it when meeting new girlfriends and grimaced at the almost shocked looks on their faces when they saw her flat chest for the first time, sometimes making comments herself that made her girlfriends feel uncomfortable about their reaction.
Lucy had always been teased about her flat chest which she couldn’t hide when she went swimming, or when sunbathing on the beach, and noticed that the comments about her flat chest were most often made by men joking between themselves but within her hearing, rather than women who mainly accepted that was her shape.
She met Emma, who was also twenty-eight-years-old, and adored how she was sociably outward, and had a gorgeous face, with long dark brown hair, always looked really good in sleeveless dresses with a high hem and, of course had a very low cleavage because she was a 36e bra size.
Lucy and Emma quickly became an item, both preferring girls to boys, for pretty much the same reason, although in reverse. As much as Lucy was self-conscious of her flat chest, Emma also became very self-conscious about her shape, again because the men would make comments about her, ‘Huge tits,’ and, so often when she was talking to a man, she realised that they were looking at her chest rather than into her eyes. Again, the women rarely seemed to do that. Hence, they both felt more comfortable with girlfriends.
Both had responsible positions at work, with Emma already being a senior manager with a team reporting to her and was always happy working in a team. Lucy became an accountant and spent most of her time at the offices of her clients, and so without her own team. Whilst it was a responsible position, she didn’t have to deal with work colleagues reporting to her and was certainly happier that way.
Lucy fell for Emma in a really big way, but as usual was worried as they got closer to going to bed together. She was pretty sure that Emma knew that she was flat-chested, but she had never actually seen her naked, nor her cleavage, or rather her lack of it, and was worried that when Emma did see it she would think that she looked like a much younger girl than her twenty-eight-years, and maybe even more like a man.
Emma saw Lucy glancing at her cleavage from time to time but definitely not in the ogling way so many others did. She could tell that Lucy was flat chested and it did make her careful not to upset Lucy.
What both Emma and Lucy realised was that they may have met their true love and intended going slowly to make sure she didn’t slip away.
Both made certain assumptions about the other when assessing how best to keep the other happy. Emma saw that Lucy sometimes acted younger than her years, maybe because she looked younger because of her fresh face and flat chest. So, she decided that she should take charge of things and that Lucy would be happier with that.
Lucy felt that Emma liked to be the one to make decisions about what they did, almost maternally, and so Lucy acted up to that as she was happy to submit to Emma’s authority if that was what made her feel more comfortable.
So the relationship carefully grew, and the tenderness got more and more with Lucy more reserved than Emma, and Lucy always bowing to Emma’s decision making. Emma accepted that part of their relationship as she thought Lucy wanted that, so thought it was right that she took charge.
The first time Emma saw Lucy in a low-cut top she admitted to being a little surprised at just how flat chested she was but managed to hide the fact as she happily kissed Lucy on her neck and shoulders, but when she looked down the front of Lucy’s top saw just two nipples.
It was obviously a lot easier for Lucy because as she kissed Emma’s bare neck and shoulders, she saw her curves and told herself she couldn’t wait to suck and kiss Emma‘s nipples. She felt she had to wait, though, for Emma to make the first move each time, as she was the girl with the gorgeous figure after all.
Lucy knew she loved Emma and whilst an alpha female, except for being flat chested, she still happily let Emma take control, being so buxom.
Emma fell for Lucy and didn’t mind her flat chest but thought that Lucy’s view continued to be accepting that as she was curvier, she had better take the lead.
Both tread carefully with each other as they didn’t want to rock the boat and risk losing her new girlfriend, but it became established that Emma was in charge.
Things did move on one evening when Lucy went to Emma’s for supper. Emma had opened a bottle of wine for dinner, and that quickly became two bottles and both were a little tipsy. Lucy thought that would be the start of them making out and indeed it was, with Emma pulling Lucy’s camisole top up and over her head but keeping her eyes looking deeply into Lucy’s eyes as she leaned in and kissed her on the lips, edging her tongue into Lucy’s mouth, their tongues intertwining, before placing one hand over her flat breast and squeezing her nipple gently, concerned about Lucy's understandable feeling of being inadequate because of her flat chest.
Lucy gasped as her nipple was squeezed and was happy to let Emma lead the way in their lovemaking. it didn’t take long for Emma to unclip her own bra and slide it down her arms, and then Lucy enjoyed kissing Emma’s bare very full breasts and licking and sucking and kissing her taut nipples. How she would have loved to have had breasts this size and she was envious, and again believed she was lucky to have Emma as her girlfriend and was worried she would drop her because of her own flat chest.
As the kissing and caressing continued, with Emma seemingly as enthusiastic as Lucy, both unzipped the others very short skirts and pushed them downwards, and then each took off the others thong knickers, and so both were now naked.
The kissing and nipple sucking continued, and Lucy was so pleased that Emma was happy to do that to her as well and even seemed to make it look as though she had breasts worth kissing.
Soon afterwards, each was kissing the others tummy, working their way down very quickly to the others pussy lips, both smiling to themselves that the other’s pussy lips were as shaved as their own. Both edged their tongues inside the other’s pussy, and at the same time flicked the others taut clit, and very soon both exploded with erotic orgasms. Even then, as they both subsided each was still gently kissing the others pussy lips, so they both once again gave each other a second huge orgasm.
Neither bothered to get dressed after that second orgasm and for the rest of the evening cuddled and caressed each other even as they watched TV. Later they showered together, soaping each other, Lucy enjoying soaping Emma’s huge delicious looking breasts, and Emma smiling as she soaked Lucy’s flat chest. Both, though, were getting more and more comfortable with their growing relationship.
As they dried each other off, so they knew they were going to go to bed together, which they did, making love once again and giving each other two more huge orgasms before falling asleep in each other’s arms, both hoping they had satisfied the others’ desires.
The next morning, they woke but once again kissing and cuddling and licking each other’s wet pussy lips, giving each other yet another orgasm, and Lucy started to think that Emma wanted this relationship as much as she did.
As they made out Emma kept on wondering if Lucy was concerned that she had a flat chest rather than her own huge breasts and saw how Lucy was deferring to her all the time. Emma didn’t want Lucy to dump her and so played along as though she really was in charge. She was okay with that if that was what Lucy wanted, as she could be as alpha female at home as she was at work.
It was during the afternoon that Emma said to Lucy, “I’ve been invited to a fancy-dress party tonight. I can bring a plus one, and I know that you were due to go back to yours this afternoon, but how about staying here and you can join me as my plus one?”
Lucy loved the idea, and it was certainly preferable to going home and being by herself which was what she thought was going to happen. So, as they happily chatted, Lucy asked, “I don’t actually have anything to wear, and certainly not for a fancy-dress party.”
Emma replied, “I think I can sort you out with something. I’ve been to the fancy-dress shop and hired a headmistress's outfit for myself, but I know my next-door neighbour has a sixteen-year-old daughter so wouldn’t it be fun if I could borrow one of her school dresses for you? I could then be the headmistress and you could be the head girl. How does that sound?”
Lucy had to admit to liking the idea as it fitted in with Emma’s desire to be the alpha female in their relationship. After all, being flat chested, she had often reminded herself that being sixteen was one of the best ages that she could remember. She was certainly bratty at that age, and she was at sixth form college and had been caned for getting a double detention, and since then had often pictured herself being submissively across the lap of an authoritative woman, having her bottom spanked and maybe caned again. That set Lucy thinking that as Emma had chosen a headmistress's outfit and was talking her into wearing a schoolgirls dress, it confirmed she was right to let Emma take charge. She even wondered if Emma was building up to spanking or caning her as part of their lovemaking. Lucy supposed if she acted the sixteen-year-old schoolgirl it made sense to be disciplined like one, and if that secured Emma’s relationship then she would happily suffer the pain.
So, with these thoughts flooding her mind, Lucy replied, “I love the idea, Emma.” With a smirk she added, “Of course I will have to obey everything you say, or else risk a detention or two, and even the cane.”
Emma saw the comment as Lucy wanting to be treated like a sixteen-year-old, and she would happily play along with that if it strengthened their relationship, and said, testing her theory, “Actually, I’ve got a cane as part of the outfit, although the first punishment would always be a bare bottom spanking.”
Lucy thought the threat of spanking and caning her was serious and showed Emma did want to include discipline in their relationship and was so happy that things were moving in the right direction. It also struck her again that if she acted like a sixteen-year-old it would go with her having the body of a sixteen-year-old who still hasn’t developed any breasts, and so was even more up for wearing the school dress.
Emma smiled as she said, “Okay, I’ll go next door and see if I can borrow a school dress.”
Before long Emma came back, and Lucy smiled as Emma held out the school dress. It was a pink and white check gingham dress, short sleeved, with buttons down the front but right up to her neck. She saw Emma’s smile and thought more and more that Emma wanted to be in charge.
Lucy smiled even more as Emma then held up a training bra and said, “I thought this would make sense as well. The girl next door is more developed than you, but she had one of these hanging around still, and when I told her how flat-chested you are she quickly went and got it. So, you can go as the fully fledged schoolgirl, and I am sure that if we made your hair up with two ponytails you would look quite the part.
Lucy blushed as Emma explained that she was flatter chested than the sixteen-year-old neighbour, and was again worried that Emma saw it as a major defect in her, but tried to hide that fact and saw even more the need to accept Emma’s decisions for the sake of their relationship.
Lucy loved the idea of dressing up, though, and couldn’t wait to get into the school dress and even the training bra. When she did, she happily came back downstairs and danced around the living room as though she was sixteen-years-old again.
Emma had also changed into her headmistress outfit and after watching Lucy dance for a few moments swished the cane a couple of times and said sternly, whilst smiling, “Calm down, young missy, and make sure you behave tonight because otherwise I will be taking this cane to your bottom.”
Lucy saw that as another confirmation that Emma wanted to be in charge, and that maybe discipline in the form of schoolgirl punishments like spanking or the cane, would be part of their growing relationship. She knew it must help that she was flat chested whilst Emma had such a curvaceous figure, and smiled back as she replied, “Yes, Miss, I’ll behave but if I don’t I know that you will give me the cane.”