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Modern Woman

... worrying about what people might think because you probably won't see each other ever again." Embarrassed giggles and a smattering of applause. Dr Rochester spoke about how healthy masturbation was and how important it was for our well being, especially as we aged. She spoke well and her voice was very easy to listen to. She spoke for about an hour. She left us with homework, though. She said that we should go back to our rooms and watch each other masturbate. I looked at Lou in wide-mouthed wonder. Dr Rochester had also spoken a lot about the sense of touch and how important it was to our sexuality. "When, or if, you feel comfortable, I would like you to support each other while masturbating through touch. I'll leave it up to you as to how you work this out in your rooms. Good night ladies, and sweet dreams." Lou and I looked at each other as if in a daze. We seemed to arrive at our room without having travelled there, went inside and sat down silently with our own thoughts. Finally, Louise said, "What are you thinking, Jen?" "I haven't masturbated for years," I replied. "Me neither." "Should we, could we?" I asked. "I don't know. And what about the touching?" "That's probably easier, but while we masturbate? I don't know." "Lets just sit next to each other on the bed and hold hands," Lou suggested. "OK" So we moved onto one of the beds and held hands. We didn't say anything for a while but it was nice. She said, "How are you feeling about what the doctor said?" "I'm not ...

... sure but I think I could do something tonight." "Me too," she said. "Do you feel like taking some clothes off?" "Yeah, OK. I'll leave my bra and undies on for now though," I said. "Good idea." So we stripped down to our bras and undies. She had on a beautiful, frilly black bra and brief set. It suited her frame and she looked good. I had a white set on, thinking, "Thank God I put a matching set on today." Lou said, "You look beautiful Jen." "So do you, Lou," I replied. "I haven't seen another woman in her underwear since I stopped swimming years ago." Again we held hands. "Jen, what turns you on?" Lou asked. "I haven't really thought about it. Probably the idea that I could make love with my husband and actually orgasm. That hasn't happened for so long I can't remember." "What, you haven't orgasmed..." "For ages." "Why not?" "Well, my husband is a bit selfish. He comes and he sleeps. I'm not sure if he realises that I wouldn't mind a little pleasure too." "Mine's a bit the same," said Louise. "And, I'm not sure how to say this, but I always feel like I'm going to pee my pants when I get close. I try to think of other things so I don't wet myself." "But, Jen, that's the orgasm. It feels like you will piss yourself but you never do, you just feel an explosion of pleasure." "Oh," I said. "I'll have to remember that." She started to touch herself, rubbing her arms and her thighs. She was really getting into this. I was mesmerised by her. She massaged her boobs over the top of her ...