The Deal (F/F). A tale from the Chloéverse by CapturedCarol & Chloé Badelaine
Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2019 9:10 pm
Carol came to answer the knock at her door, once opened, she faced what she supposed was a young girl, whose face halfly disappeared under a heavy grey woolen beanie hat and a big chunky red and black stripped scarf which was seating on top of what looked like a heavy woolen cape. Carol urged her visitor to enter, not wanting to let the cold air from this frisky english winter to invade her home.
- « Bonjour Madame, are you Carol Baker ? » asked a french accented voice coming, muffled from under the scarf, « I came for the ad you left at the college, the one for a lodger »
The young girl fumbled in her pockets and exhibited a rusteld piece of paper that she waved under Carol's nose.
- « See ?, is the room still avaiable ? »
Carol took a quick step back to avoid a papercut and invited the young girl to come further in. She unraveled the heavy scarf that covered her face, revealing a nice and shy smile, then hung her scarf to the coat hanger near the door and took off her long woolen cape. Underneath, Carol discovered a petite figure, some red hair escaping from underneath the wool beanie, round little glasses, brown eyes and a charming smile, dressed in a red t neck sleeveless sweater on top of another one, black with long sleeves coming down to her hands with a hole for the thumb, on top of that she had an open faux sheepskin vest, Carol spotted a knotted black scarf stuck under the sweater's collar. The picture was completed by a short tartan short from wich emerged two lovely legs, clad in some heavy black tights and red thigh high woolen socks. The girl took off her soggy Doc Martens shoes and left them by the door before entering not to soil the lovely carpet. Carol smiled, appreciating the attention.
Chloé glanced quickly at her surrondings loving what she saw. Carol's house was vast and nicely decorated with a cool mix of modern and néo victorian style.
- « Nice house Madame ... By the way, I'm Chloé, Chloé Badelaine » Said the girl with her lovely french accent, holding her hand out for Carol to shake « I come from france and i'm here for a year, i'm a student librarian and i'll work part time at the college library, and part time in this lovely bookshop just down the road. So what about this room ? » she asked taking a good look at Carol for the first time after having wiped the fog out of her glasses. Carol, was a curvy woman in her early 50's. With dark hair, a hint of red and greying roots giving away her secret of hair dye. She wore a white blouse, under a red cardigan, a knee length navy skirt with thick black tights. Her heels were placed next to the door as she stood in stockinged feet. Chloé softly gasped, swallowed hard and blushed slightly as she saw Carol stockinged feet and tights clad legs, immediately starting imagining things, things like coils of rope around these nice tights covered ankles and legs and how they would feel under her fingers...
Carol followed Chloe's eyes and shuffled her feet nervously, certain her young visotor was staring. As she wiggled her toes, she almost thought she heard the french sigh, or gasp. Carol convinced herself it must just be nerves, and that Chloe was,just looking at the floor from embarrasment or shyness.
- « So tell me more about you dear », asked Carol.
- « Well, as i said i'm in my last year of librarian's studies, I'm not noisy, I don't smoke, I won't bring back boys, and I love cooking, baking is my speciality. I'm so quiet you won't even notice I'm here, I will often be out of your tights... SIGHT ! I mean sight, sight ! Anything more you want to know ? » she added shyly, blushing and trying not to stare too obviously at carol's legs...
TBC
- « Bonjour Madame, are you Carol Baker ? » asked a french accented voice coming, muffled from under the scarf, « I came for the ad you left at the college, the one for a lodger »
The young girl fumbled in her pockets and exhibited a rusteld piece of paper that she waved under Carol's nose.
- « See ?, is the room still avaiable ? »
Carol took a quick step back to avoid a papercut and invited the young girl to come further in. She unraveled the heavy scarf that covered her face, revealing a nice and shy smile, then hung her scarf to the coat hanger near the door and took off her long woolen cape. Underneath, Carol discovered a petite figure, some red hair escaping from underneath the wool beanie, round little glasses, brown eyes and a charming smile, dressed in a red t neck sleeveless sweater on top of another one, black with long sleeves coming down to her hands with a hole for the thumb, on top of that she had an open faux sheepskin vest, Carol spotted a knotted black scarf stuck under the sweater's collar. The picture was completed by a short tartan short from wich emerged two lovely legs, clad in some heavy black tights and red thigh high woolen socks. The girl took off her soggy Doc Martens shoes and left them by the door before entering not to soil the lovely carpet. Carol smiled, appreciating the attention.
Chloé glanced quickly at her surrondings loving what she saw. Carol's house was vast and nicely decorated with a cool mix of modern and néo victorian style.
- « Nice house Madame ... By the way, I'm Chloé, Chloé Badelaine » Said the girl with her lovely french accent, holding her hand out for Carol to shake « I come from france and i'm here for a year, i'm a student librarian and i'll work part time at the college library, and part time in this lovely bookshop just down the road. So what about this room ? » she asked taking a good look at Carol for the first time after having wiped the fog out of her glasses. Carol, was a curvy woman in her early 50's. With dark hair, a hint of red and greying roots giving away her secret of hair dye. She wore a white blouse, under a red cardigan, a knee length navy skirt with thick black tights. Her heels were placed next to the door as she stood in stockinged feet. Chloé softly gasped, swallowed hard and blushed slightly as she saw Carol stockinged feet and tights clad legs, immediately starting imagining things, things like coils of rope around these nice tights covered ankles and legs and how they would feel under her fingers...
Carol followed Chloe's eyes and shuffled her feet nervously, certain her young visotor was staring. As she wiggled her toes, she almost thought she heard the french sigh, or gasp. Carol convinced herself it must just be nerves, and that Chloe was,just looking at the floor from embarrasment or shyness.
- « So tell me more about you dear », asked Carol.
- « Well, as i said i'm in my last year of librarian's studies, I'm not noisy, I don't smoke, I won't bring back boys, and I love cooking, baking is my speciality. I'm so quiet you won't even notice I'm here, I will often be out of your tights... SIGHT ! I mean sight, sight ! Anything more you want to know ? » she added shyly, blushing and trying not to stare too obviously at carol's legs...
TBC