Bridget the Housekeeper Pt. 06

Six months later.

Bishop Dutch had left the diocese. He had faced a group of irate cardinals in Rome who had sent him to a Carmelite headquarters to be introduced to "mortification of the flesh". He was clothed in a metal and goatskin hair shirt and wore on one leg the metal celice, which dug into the flesh of his thigh suspended from an elastic belt. To symbolise the suffering of Christ for three hours a day he was walked into the gardens of the large estate by his confessor. From there he was sent for the winter to a Franciscan island monastery in Southern Croatia. Eventually he faced the prospect of having his priesthood taken away and begged to be granted emeritus status. This was granted on condition that he lived in a remote Scottish Carmelite convent and said mass for the handful of nuns. He would never face parishioners for the rest of his life and lived in the austerity and mortification of the flesh for his remaining life. The Vatican has private ways of dealing with those involved in the most severe errors.

Bishop Taylor had moved to a Midlands diocese. He had left the diocese with a child safeguarding scheme in place, a multi-faith panel of professionals and lay members to investigate and support police and social services in each local authority in the diocese in any allegations against Roman Catholic teachers or priests of inappropriate behaviour.

The sexual predator priests had all entered the police and legal justice system. Solicitors had sought counsel's representation. Bluntly all were advised to plead guilty to sexual offences. The unwise pleaded not guilty and faced juries in Crown Courts in Liverpool Manchester Preston and Leeds. One jury took only minutes to convict and judges imposed lengthy prison sentences and life on the Sex Offenders register.

With sadness Bridget had resigned as a Housekeeper. Bishop Taylor was extremely generous to her and would always send cards and money transfer at birthdays, Christmas and Easter. She always thanked him in writing and knew she would be welcome in Birmingham if she ever visited.

"Jen I've been accepted at the College to study a Foundation year Maths and Statistics course. If I get my grades I will attend Manchester University."

"Brilliant chuck. You will love Xaverian as a mature student. You can look but not touch the male students and you can walk to the campus!"

Bridget's giggle had Jen flooding with sexual desire for the redhaired partner she called her naughty nun.

Bridget had had her last heterosexual fling; she was devoted to Jen and the couple were firm monogamous lovers. Jen had never considered herself committed to one partner she had lived a queer lifestyle since her teens with older partners many of them pickups around Manchester's Gay Village. It was a different exciting experience for her to be cared for well and she became very aroused on the way home by the sound and smells of Bridget's voice, hair and wetness. Jen was loved and felt safe and this was happier than any sex she had previously.

Jen loved arriving home to a supper, and a pile of clean ironed washing. She had grown her styled hair wore fewer boxer shorts and more delicate french knickers and lingerie. Together they had dressed elegantly in a more feminine style with tasteful make-up. Bridget had not attended her local Catholic church although it was just across Victoria Park. The congregation of the whole parish had dwindled as had every parish in the diocese. Church income had fallen and the diocese new bishop had announced demolition of old churches and primary schools. Parishes were combined with mass being held in the smaller churches once every two or three weeks due to the shortage of priests. Chaplaincy was reduced to National Health Service paid chaplains only. Schools and Colleges had multi faith Spiritual Advisers, often female multi faith women. The diocese had moved on and served it's older Irish Catholic community but scandals had reduced attendance for worship. Bridget would not return to her church but she had a deep faith and had felt comfortable with that and her love of Jen.

Jen had welcomed her naughty nun with open legs and arms. She was fulfilled by her older partner in every sense. She was happy to support Bridget who could always earn her way through a course usually with a chef at Manchester University introduced by Jen. Bridget could also cater for functions and she earned enough to contribute to the household.

Bridget had entered religious life with excellent Irish academic qualifications to which she had added catering to a high level during her convent life. Her Mathematics and statistics had been maintained during her religious life. She followed the pathway recommended by Manchester University and she was part of the University group who used the facilities of Xaverian campus for foundation courses or first year Science undergraduate degrees. It was a little strange to encounter Jen on campus teaching only to walk across the park to strip each other naked and nap together and eat each other to orgasm!

On weekends they shopped and both loved to watch Women's Super League football. Jen drove to Leigh Sports Village to support Manchester United Women and Bridget loved the games and spending time with Jen in an environment where they could hold hands kiss and cuddle without comment. Bridget loved the women's spaces in the Gay Village for the same reason and they would relax after matches with other queer couples. Life was good for both of them and Bridget looked forward to an academic phase of life and caring for Jen's love of a range of foods.

Jen was successful in her academic work and began to lead a research project as well as offering therapy to the University. Her women's encounter groups were very popular and she was financially secure with her mortgage and found income for Bridget around the campus of the University. Jen was comfortable in her career income and mortgage. She had no contact with her family who had reacted badly to her coming out and had forced her into home ownership. She did receive a bequest from her grandparents but neither parent or her brother had any contact with her. Jen had been hurt by such rejection. She was very visible to them through her online presence and University online profile so they could see her achievements.

Bridget had family contact but this was dimmed when she left her employment as a housekeeper and told family of the scandals she had witnessed. They were appalled that she had witnessed a priest masturbating in the dining room. They also had known a convicted priest involved in predatory sex offences.

It was the first week of September; the weather was warm and Jen wanted her annual visit to Blackpool so on a weekday before they both began Freshers Week she drove to Preston and parked the car. For Bridget this was a new world. Jen boarded a train to Blackpool North nostalgic for day trips and holiday weeks with family by train. Bridget was amazed by the tram ride to the Pleasure Beach, Jen had ordered online wristbands and took out a blue cape and headed to Valhalla with her feet in a black bin liner and equipped Bridget with cape and bin liner as they boarded their boat and floated into the dark ride and screamed their heads off. Bridget had never been on anything like this but was caught up in Jen's excitement. They toured the park until evening when they alternated rides on the Big One and Revolution before supper and the ride home. Both were wet excited and longing for sex together.

This was a night to shower and then begin to love each others bodies. There was little speech but the murmurs and sighs of orgasmic cycles of pleasure; grunts of effort to be on top for clenched thighs and squeezing wet thrusting rougher orgasms. They were tired but so united and Bridget had loved the whole day. The dark rides had been their sexual pleasure. They had kissed in the Ghost Train but their favourite ride was Wallace and Gromit! Each time they spotted new jokes on the ride and Jen was so wet from Bridget's giggles. Bridget begged to return to Blackpool and became obsessed with You Tube videos of the history of the Park and rides.

They woke during the night and resumed eating each other to hot excited prolonged orgasms as they slept naked with throbbing clits and stiff nipples rubbing breasts together. Both had found mutual love and overwhelming sexual pleasure together and they had become devoted to each other. After sleeping late their wet excitement began again locked together their wet vulvas squeezing rubbing together and each erect clit thrusting inside the other. They rolled all over the bed, tit sucking and then eating long and noisily each other's wet creamy juices and enclose their clits sucking them noisily. Bridget loved the smell and taste of Jen who gushed in her excitement. She loved the red strip of Bridget's hair above her gaping cunt.

"Oh Ginger you are fucking exciting. I can't stop coming once you eat me!"

"Mmm Jen, more give me more."

"I need to eat and drink, I'm giddy from so many orgasms."

Bridget giggled and soon had food ready, naked dripping down both thighs and smelling of sex they ate brunch.

"Ginger don't ever leave my bed you sexy wench. You are such fun my naughty nun."

After her giggle ended Bridget ran her fingers through Jen's hair and kissed her long and deep. Her breasts hung over her lovers face. Jen wanted to use her strap on but she was too tired and aroused to find the energy. She fisted Bridget gently instead and slowly got her hand wrist deep inside her older lover and felt the contractions of the naughty nun. They were exhausted after hours of mutual climaxes and fell asleep in each others warm embrace.

So the Autumn term began for them both, Bridget loved immersing herself in Maths and statistics and became adept at computerised pie charts. She looked back with gratitude to the computer she had used in the Convent for ordering catering supplies and menu planning and budgeting. They worked hard and played hard. Bridget didn't have to wait long before the return trip to Blackpool on a weekend stay at the resort hotel with a view of the rides. If it rained they went on indoor rides and went back to their room for a nap and sex afterwards.

Jen would come home in the evening to find Bridget naked in bed offering her wet cunt to Jen to do what she wanted. Jen would come in wet and throbbing in anticipation. She could do whatever she chose to Bridget who happily took licking fisting or a rough fuck with a dildo or strap on. Jen relied on a delicious supper and more sex together. Both women loved sex several times a day at weekends and the continual highs of their hot hungry desire for each other.

They were successful that term and brought out the best academically in each other, Bridget loved the emotional support and put most of her life behind her. Jen gave her space and privacy to pray and meditate. Jen would accompany her on trips to places of significance spiritually to Bridget although she had no spiritual belief of her own, Bridget loved her support and in turn was a shoulder for Jen to cry on and hug when Jen had cramping or was upset by people at work. Jen was sensitive and got depressed by her family shunning her sexuality. Jen was sensitive to verbal abuse of her sexuality. They were united as a couple in every sense.

"Bridget, do you find teenage boys arousing? The couple had wound down from their late evening orgasms and Jen was curious as Bridget hadn't mentioned teenage males.

"You know I get so engrossed in statistics I hardly notice other students. I have two tutors one of either sex. I like both of them but they are happily married heterosexuals. I am happily queer and only ever get excited about you and your research work. If there are exciting teenagers around me I haven't noticed them. I've had several men hit on me. You know really cheesy pick up lines."

"I can guess like "I like older women" and admiring your top?"

Bridget giggled "Oh that would be the sophisticated wanker approach." Most people I know realise that I used to be a catholic nun so interest in nun's underwear arouses them. The Asian and black guys aren't interested in me as a former nun."

"I often wondered myself about that but couldn't bring myself to ask."

"Well we had white knickers and bras. Neither were comfortable, the knickers were hot washed within an inch of their life and had irritating laundry tags. I was relieved to be permitted to wear an alternative beneath chefs whites. I had a white bandana to cover my hair. I sweated in the kitchen and would shower after service."

"Poor love. Is that why you cold shower?"

"Yes my body loved cold water. it gives me a real buzz afterwards."

"I don't think I could do that."

They lay gently and quietly together exhausted of orgasms and by the intensity of their climaxes together. Both were at peace and were deepening their love for each other as they learned gently and slowly of their emotions arising from their past and deepening and wanting life-long togetherness. They snuggled together and slept naked against the warm softness of each other, stroking, running hands through hair, sometimes one tickling the other or using a naked breast to stroke a cheek or soft warm breast or nipple.

The academic year wound up with Bridget achieving top grades and moving forward to the Mathematics Department at the University. She loved the year at Xaverian as Jen had predicted. Bridget was openly queer to staff and students. The college was a friendly open place for women to come out. Bridget had to adjust to a very young group of men who were constant wankers to reach concentration on studies. She smiled often at the thought of men beating themselves hard and often in the college male spaces. But she had Jen to go home to and she loved to feed and clean for her before she sexually competed with Jen for longer more intense orgasms.

Bridget had a successful year financially and her research project team worked hard for her and produced excellent results. The sexual arousal grew as she walked or drove home even when she had a period. Their menstrual cycles were regular and coincided. Both had found excitement they had not experienced before even during menstruation and female comfort during cramping and heavy flow days. They were deeply emotionally comforted by the other, crying freely and comforting the other woman's tears and loving each other through the week of hormonal fluctuation. Neither was unhappy and relied on the other. Jen was always amused and excited by Bridget's giggles and Bridget intensely loved Jen's reaction to her. Jen had never eaten so healthily in her life with great food that expressed love and admiration for her. She often woke feeling loved. If Bridget was awake first she would use her naked breasts to stroke Jen so gently and stiffen her own nipples.

Jen was invited to join the Xaverian Board of Governors. She was honoured and thrilled to accept. She was also promoted within the University and published a number of papers in Psychology journals and was asked to peer review papers for publication. Bridget adored her brilliant partner. Jen was so happy but she respected that Bridget had made vows as a nun in her religion she had been "a bride of Christ" and as such the idea of marriage had never been discussed, Jen would await Bridget's raising the thought. Jen was very happy with their life together and considered how many women had lived together without marriage.

Their sexual lives grew more vigorous and orgasmic together as each thrived in their academic life. They were intensely and sexily joined in long bouts of orgasmic lust for each other and totally fulfilled by their mutual orgasms.