Hannah makes a decision

Hannah smiled at Sophie with that gloriously endearing, cheeky, little girl like smile she has and Sophie just wanted to cover her mouth with hers and envelop her in a crushing bear hug. But it was not to be as Hannah turned to fit her body against Sophie’s, snuggling in close, and the moment was lost.

Still, Sophie’s arms enveloped the warm little body cuddled up close as she kept the pretence of her interest in yoga, and the book, going. Her left hand stroked languidly up and down Hannah’s left side as the young girl carried on describing the postures on display, but she was less animated, more relaxed now, although she kept her hand busy under Sophie’s dress.

On one upstroke, Sophie’s hand found its way inside the armhole of Hannah’s vest top and she slid her hand across slowly, to cup the small breast within, the dark brown fat nipple fitting neatly into her palm.Hannah hesitated and turned to throw a smile at Sophie again, as she leaned back into her arms and offered her neck up to Sophie. She grabbed the chance and kissed her. Soft little kisses up along her neck that had her wriggling and giggling with delight. All pretence now dropped, the book was abandoned as Hannah gave herself up to Sophie’s attentions and the pair of them sat entwined in the hot sun on the sofa, relaxed in each other’s company as Sophie stroked in circles around Hannah’s nipple as she kissed her neck and Hannah’s fingers stroked the front of her panties, in time, adding the occasional a thumbnail up and down her slit for good measure.

Until Hannah sighed, seeming to make up her mind, and stood taking Sophie’s free hand in hers. With an endearing glance backwards over her shoulder, she urged her to follow, leading her away from the lounge, to a door Sophie suspected might be her bedroom.