CatwomanOfLeather1

To start off with my name IS Tara Thorson and I am a 53 year old lesbian who loves to wear boots, and gloves, while seducing my partners and lovers.
I have known of my passion for being a lesbian, while at an early age I would sit down on the floor next to my Mother's legs.
As my Mother, and Father, entertained their dinner guests in the living room I would sit down on the floor stroking the zip of one of my Mother's boots while sucking my thumb. I must of been about 7 or 8 years old at the time.
At school I dated one of the teachers who was the image of the actress Katy Manning, and she dressed like her too. One day she carefully let me know that she was into me while I was kept in after school. She would make excuses to stand near me while being very tactile by resting her hand on my shoulder, or stroking my neck. This did make me feel giddy.
She gave me a lift home afterwards, and the experience we had together in that layby I will never forget.
She was my first older person I loved. We dated for two years until I left school. And she then married her boyfriend.
After I left school I decided I would adopt the image, and life style, of my TV heroines like Mrs Gayle, Mrs Peel, Miss King, Katy Manning Linda Carter, etc. I would use second hand clothing and boots to achieve this. It was noticed at College by all.
During my college time I had befriended other female students so I could meet their parents. And I successfully seduce some of their Mothers too. As for the Mothers I couldn't their daughters were back ups ( ha ha ).
I also had a thing for one of the female lecturers, but my intentions was not reciprocated. I would be sending her the signs that I was interested but with out any reaction from her.
Eighteen months after college we bumped into each other and decided to have coffee, well I had tea actually, and chatted about what we both had done since I graduated.
Needless to say before the end of the afternoon we were back at my place making up for lost time. She was one of the most sensitive lovers I have had. I miss her even today.
The Person who influenced me the most in my life is my Auntie Lynda, my Father's sister, and yes that is her real name too.
About two weekends before my twenty first Birthday I visited her at her home so I could invite her personally to my party. And also if there was a problem I could convince her face to face to attend.
After having a pleasant conversation over refreshments I took my case up to the guest bedroom and started to unpack. A few minutes had passed when Auntie Lynda quietly walked in and put her arms around my waist as she stood behind me. I smiled as I looked over my right shoulder into her light brown eyes and we kissed for the first time. That kiss was the beginning of a weekend I will never forget.
Auntie taught me lots of exciting things over those two days especially when her lover joined us one night.