by Emmie Combs
Cindy, still somewhat torn and afraid of what Stan might do, asked when she started.
Stan looked at the clock. " Damn!. One of my best clients will be here in 10 minutes and Brandy has not shown up. You start now! Go back to the bedroom on the left. There is a closet where you will find a sheer robe. Put it on over what you are wearing and come out when I call you."
Cindy went in a daze. Everything was happening so fast. The bedroom was set up as Stan described. It even had a TV and stereo in a built in wall unit and candles were already lit all around the room. Cindy opened the closet. Hanging up were all kinds of gowns, teddies, and costumes. In built in drawers she saw vibrators, dildos, whips, chains, handcuffs. All kinds of things she had only read about. She was startled to hear Stan call for her from the other room. She threw on the robe and checked the mirror. She might as well not be wearing it, the robe was so sheer. Her nipples were still easy to see protruding proudly in her bra. She took a deep breath and returned to the living room.
Stan said, " John, this is Cindy"
Cindy knew she had seen the handsome, 40ish looking man before as both he and Stan openly stared at her body. He was a lawyer who did TV commercials bragging how he would bring the insurance company to it's knees if you had been hurt on the job. Cindy wondered what she had gotten into.
" Let's get started," John said. " I have to be in court at 2 and need to unwind a little first."
Cindy escorted John to the room after he gave Stan a $100 bill. She did not know where to begin but John did it for her.
"I'd like a nice massage today", he said. He removed his clothes and laid face up on the massage table. Cindy could not help but admire his toned body and a dick that was as large as Tom's even in it's current relaxed state. Cindy removed the robe, grabbed a bottle of lotion from a shelf, and walked to the table.
Standing behind John she tentatively began rubbing his shoulders.
"Don't worry honey, I will scream if you hurt me," was John's way of saying rub harder. Cindy continued to massage his shoulders and neck before rubbing across his chest. Her hand brushed one of his nipples and he jumped.
"Is something a matter?" Cindy asked.
"You have found my weakness. I have extremely sensitive nipples. If you play with them enough I will do whatever you ask."
Cindy brought both hands down and took both of his nipples and began to rub. John let out a low groan and she noticed his dick begin to twitch and harden. Cindy felt a sudden rush of power over the famous lawyer. She had heard of men who had sensitive nipples but had never experienced one. She quickened her pace, alternating between pinching and lightly touching his nipples. It was like he had a current running from his nipples to his dick. The more she touched the harder he got.
Cindy leaned over John and took a nipple in her mouth and flicked her tongue over it. Another moan escaped his lips. She felt one of John's hands reach up and grab a breast. She released his nipple from her mouth and raised up.
"You do what I say if you want me to keep playing with your little nipples. Did I say you could touch my breast?"
The powerful lawyer was now a submissive little man as he nodded.
"I guess there is no harm in you seeing my breasts then" Cindy said as she reached and removed her bra. She then moved beside the table and resumed her assualt on his nipples. After 15 minutes or so of constant attention to his nipples Cindy thought he might come without her touching his dick. She looked down and the head was a deep shade of purple and slick with his pre cum. Cindy knew he was not the only one slick. Her pussy was like a faucet. She had soaked through her panties and could feel moistness on her inner thighs.
She leaned over John, taking one nipple in her mouth, one between her fingers and reached and wrapped her other hand around his dick and began to stroke him. Another moan escaped from his lips. Cindy felt his hand come up and grasp her ass. This time she said nothing. She increased her tempo on his dick. " Oh God, I'm coming" he shouted moving his hand down Cindy's ass and between her legs against her wet panties. This triggerd Cindy's orgasm. She pushed against his hand as she stroked his dick and looked down at it as she bit his nipple. Stream after stream of hot cum shot out, the first two blasts landing on the side of her breasts. She milked him slowly dry as both of their climaxs subsided. She slowly rose and walked across the hall to the other bathroom while John was in freshing up. Cindy looked in the mirror and saw the remaining cum running down her side and wiped it off. She was frightened by the woman looking back at her. It was Cindy's face and body but it was feeling desires and emotions Cindy had never felt.
After cleaning up she walked back to the other room. John was gone. Only then did it occur to her that they had not discussed her fee. She had no reason to worry. Laying on the massage table were two crisp hundred dollar bills and a business card. On it was simply " Can't wait to see you again". Cindy thought of the toys in the closet and how she could use them on the big tough lawyer who she would bring to his knees by simply playing with his nipples.
Cindy returned to the living room and looked at Stan.
"When's my next appointment?"
Chapter 2
Cindy settled into bed and replayed the days events in her mind. After the lawyer she had 2 more clients. The first, a gentleman who appeared to be in his late 30's, paid her $75 to take a shower while he watched and masturbated. Cindy was fascinated to watch him pleasure himself, having never seen it done before. The second was the grandfatherly type who paid her $50 just to listen to him complain about his wife. Cindy met Brandy and Shea who also worked there. She understood Stan's comment when they first met about her appearance now. Brandy was in her early 20's, blond, blue eyed, attractive but her eyes had the look of someone who had traveled to many miles in to short a period of time. Shea was a mid 20's, chemical blond, breast enhanced, cuss like a sailor, bundle of energy who you could not help but like. They were talking like old girl friends by the time Cindy left.
When Cindy arrived home Tom had left a voice message. Another card game at the club. Don't wait up. Cindy was sure that she would not return the next morning. She would call Stan and tell him she just could not go forward. she thought as she laid in the bed. Then she considered the $430 from door fees and tips in her purse. She remembered the sight of the lawyers' hard dick as she teased his nipples, she was sure it was twice as big as Tom's. Of course after 2 months maybe she just could not remember enough to compare. Cindy had been trying to ignore the yearning she felt between her legs all evening but now she could ignore it no longer. Even as her mind said this is not something married women do, her hand was inching into her panties, through her silky fine hair, which Shea suggested she trim, and down across her wet lips, into her pussy. Cindy brought her other hand down as well and quickly captured her clit and rolled it between her fingers. There was no need for any foreplay or teasing, Cindy's orgasm was quick and violent. Her pussy clenching at her fingers, trying to pull her entire hand in. After it ended there was no satisfaction, no relief from the yearning, only a desire for the next climax to arrive soon. Had Tom come to bed that night, instead of passing out on the couch again, he would have found Cindy asleep on her side, one hand still inside her panties.
Routine held the next morning. Tom was gone to the club before Cindy got out of bed. The light of morning had not changed Cindy's mind that she could not continue to work for Stan however she thought it would be rude to call him. She should at least go and quit in person so after a shower and some coffee she headed over to North Dallas. She knocked on the door since Stan did not let the girls have their own keys. Stan answered and Cindy walked in prepared to quit.
"I need to talk to you" said Cindy. " Oh excuse me"
Cindy was surprised to see a woman standing in the room. Professional looking woman who reminded Cindy of Sharon Stone. Stan introduced her to the woman. Her name was Gwen. Stan asked Cindy to show Gwen around. He did not say why. Cindy figured the sooner Gwen left the sooner she could talk to Stan so s
he took her back to one of the bedrooms. Cindy entered first and heard the door shut behind her. Gwen smiled at her, stepped forward, and before Cindy realized what was happening, was kissing her on the lips. Cindy stepped back in shock and, thinking it would end the situation said, " I have never been with a woman."
Gwen smiled seductively, " I can tell. That's what is going to make this so delicious," as she stepped forward again, taking Cindy by the arms, and kissed her. This time she slid her tongue against Cindy's lips. Cindy's mouth opened and Gwen's tongue took her mouth.
Cindy had not been kissed in passion in months and she was rapidly melting in Gwen's arms. Gwen broke the kiss and turned Cindy around and began planting little kisses on her neck.. Chills went through Cindy. She stood motionless as Gwen moved her hands down the front of Cindy's blouse, deftly unbuttoning it and pulling it from Cindy's body. Gwen continued to nibble her neck as she brought her hands up and gently kneaded Cindy's breasts. It was not the pawing of a typical man, but the knowing caresses of another woman. Cindy moaned as Gwen lightly pinched her nipples through her bra before reaching between them and unsnapping her bra. Next Gwen's hand moved to Cindy's waist and loosened her jeans and pushed them down her legs and Cindy quickly stepped out of them. Now clad in only her panties Cindy stood motionless as Gwen walked in front of her and turned around.
"Unzip me " she commanded. Cindy, her hand shaking with desire, reached up and slowly pulled the zipper down. Stopping briefly mid back to unclasp Gwen's bra, she continued down her back until Gwen's dress fell to the floor. Still unsure how to proceed Cindy reached around Gwen and cupped her breasts in her hands. Gwen smiled and said,
"I will teach you everything in time but now I must have you."
She pulled Cindy to the bed and pushed her down, quickly laying beside her. Gwen leaned over and licked one of Cindy's nipples. Cindy almost came from the sensation. Now she knew how John had felt, she thought for a moment, before Gwen's tongue on the other nipple brought her back to the present. Gwen kissed and teased Cindy's nipples and breasts forever it seemed. Not one kiss and climb aboard like Tom. Finally Gwen kissed down Cindy's stomach. She did not remove Cindy's panties immediately but instead licked and sucked her pussy through the material. Then, when Cindy thought she could take no more, Gwen reached and pulled Cindy's panties down and off. Gwen positioned herself between Cindy's legs, looking Cindy in the eyes, as she slowly licked her tongue up the length of Cindy's pussy. Gwen slowly explored Cindy's pussy with her mouth. Licking each and every fold, around the edges, savoring the flavor that was Cindy. Quick to pull away when Cindy got to close to climax, only to begin again. Cindy could take no more and grabbed Gwen's head. Gwen understood and took Cindy's clit between her lips and gently sucked. The orgasm exploded without warning and ripped through Cindy's pussy. Gwen kept her lips firmly in place as Cindy's hips convulsed around her head. Cindy was just regaining her senses as Gwen stood and removed her panties.
"I'm going to fuck you now" she said. "Get on your side and spread your legs."
Cindy had no idea what was about to happen but did as she was told. Gwen laid on the bed facing Cindy and spread her legs. Cindy could see beads of moisture on Gwen's shaved pussy as she moved her body forward. Slowly their legs became entwined then Cindy gasped as she felt Gwen push her pussy against Cindy's. The warm slickness soon engulfed her. Gwen began a rocking motion that Cindy soon matched. Cindy had no idea 2 women could do such a thing. The pace increased. Cindy felt another orgasm building deep inside her. Both women were raised up, supporting their weight with their arms, grinding their most private, sensitive, areas together in an orgy of pleasure.
"YES! YES! YES!, screamed Gwen as wave after wave of pleasure rippled through her pussy.
Gwen's orgasm sent Cindy over the edge again and both women quivered and moaned through intense climaxes. The women slowly separated and Gwen moved back beside Cindy and brushed her hair from her face. Gwen slipped two fingers into Cindy's drenched pussy then moved them to Cindy's mouth.
"Taste us," Gwen commanded. Cindy sucked the juices from her fingers. Gwen kissed her again then rose from the bed.
"Next time I will teach you to pleasure me with your mouth" said Gwen.
Surprising herself Cindy replied, " I'll be waiting."
Cindy took a quick shower to freshen up before returning to the front room. Stan and Shea were sitting on the couch grinning at her.
"What's so funny?" asked Cindy.
" I may need to sound proof the condo" said Stan as he handed Cindy $250 dollars and Shea cracked up on the couch.
"What was it you needed to talk about?" asked Stan.
Cindy hesitated, "So do we have many bookings for today?"
Chapter 3
Cindy got up from the table and poured herself another cup of coffee. She sat back down at the table and took a sip. She could feel the warmth of the beverage comfort her only to be overpowered by the heat radiating from between her legs. Thinking about the encounter with Gwen had gotten her juices flowing again, although Cindy was not sure they had stopped flowing all week. She thought again about whether she could return the next day. Who was she kidding? Of course she would return. Many of her assumptions, developed over 35 years of conservative upbringing, reluctance to challenge conventional wisdom, and allowing first her parents, then Tom, to shape her sense of self, had been shattered in the last 7 days. While Tom had always been a great provider before losing his job, Cindy was coming to realize that she was really no different than their home, the club membership, the nice cars. Tom saw her more as a accessory, that help shaped the image he wanted to project to others, than as a life partner. Their marriage, she now was beginning to see, was emotionally bankrupt as well.
Cindy had always thought that women who would perform sexual acts for money were despicable and, men who would pay for sex, perverts. Brandy was a young single mother supporting a 2 year old daughter and going to college part-time to earn her degree. Shea was saving money to buy a house and pay for her mother in a nursing home. Cindy felt more of a connection to them than she did her friends at the club who would stress for days over do we go to Cancun or Aspen for spring break? Every client Cindy had met seemed to be nice, respectable people. On Thursday she had an appointment with a 40something man and noticed his wedding ring. He asked her to give him a hand job while he talked dirty to her. After they were through Cindy worked up the nerve to ask him why he cheated on his wife.? He had responded that he loved his wife very much and did not consider this cheating. She did not enjoy the dirty talk so instead of pressuring her to do so he would seek it here. Cindy was not sure she saw it as a noble act but she was beginning to see things without the blinders of her self imposed paradigms.
And what about herself? What about her allowed the events of the last week to transpire?
At first she tried to rationalize that it was the financial burden of Tom's job situation that was driving her actions. Desperate times required desperate actions sort of thing but she could not lie to herself any longer. She enjoyed the last week and felt more alive, more open to new experiences, more in control of her life, and more sexually in tune with herself than she had ever felt before. How else could you explain Friday?
Wednesday and Thursday had been relatively uneventful. That is if you can call going from homemaker one week to being paid to jack men off the next, uneventful. Friday morning Cindy, Shea, and Brandy were sitting on the couch comparing their hand job techniques. Shea preferred lots of oil, a tight grip on the guys dick, and slowly rubbing her thumb on the sensitive head until he came. Brandy liked to grasp the dick with both of her hands, fingers interlocked, and stroke to climax. She called it her "chopping wood down to size trick". Cindy listened intently. She had always used a jerking motion with one hand while with the other she would rub the guys balls. There was lots of laughter among them and Shea was just about to get up and go get one of the dildos to demonstrate when Stan walked in.
"Well Cindy, it looks like
you have your first repeat client."
Cindy looked at Stan expectantly. She really hoped it was Gwen. She had been thinking about her first experience with a woman ever since Tuesday. Gwen made her feel things she had never felt before and Cindy was anxious to feel them again and learn more. She had even been thinking about Shea. She had caught Shea checking her out a time or two and thought there was an interest but girl/girl was so new to her she was not confident that she was reading the signals correctly.
"John will be here in 20 minutes and he wants a 90 minute session" said Stan.
Cindy remembered how powerful she had felt to control the big time lawyer and have him turn so submissive under her touch. She felt a surge of electricity, originating from her pussy, through out her body as she thought about the session.
" Shea can you help me get ready?" Cindy asked her friend.
Twenty minutes later John arrived right on time. When Stan called for Cindy, Shea came out of the bedroom.
" Cindy asked me to escort you back" she said to John before taking his arm and leading him back.
They entered the candlelit room together. As his eyes adjusted, John saw the massage table in the middle of the room. Looking closer he saw restraints on all four corners of the table. Next to the massage table was a smaller stand. On it were several items, not all of which he could see because they were covered with a piece of cloth. Movement in the doorway to the bathroom caught John's attention. Out stepped Cindy. She was wearing a black leather bustier, black garter belt, black panties, black fishnet stockings, and black leather pumps with 4 inch heels.
