Yep, yep. For readers and posters...i will refer to Jesalynn's fantasy and move on, but we shall return to it when Jesalynn is able to post, so I will try to make time frame references seem realistic. Sorry bout that.
MaryAnne walked down the corridor and almost bumped into Ian. She had changed into a glittering evening gown straight from a Clark Gable/Lauren Bacall flick. She was updoing her hair as she ran into Ian's broad chest. She kissed him on the cheek.
"Well, lover, ready to make Miss Jesalynn stir with longing for us?"
She winked at him and he turned to follow.
"Shit, MaryAnne, if we don't get up there soon, we'll lose our client."
"Well, we'll just have to earn her loyalty, won't we?"
They made their way down the hall, Ian eyeing her strangely as she walked.
"Ian, baby, you see me every day...why are you examining me?" Her irritation was unhidden, and she suddenly felt guilty for her tone. She simply felt an intense loyalty to Nina. And if Nina could have Ian's heart, she would.
They got in the elevator and she shot him an apologetic look. "Rough day," lame excuse, but valid.
Why did she have to call him lover and baby. Did she not know that he loved her. Ian had always had such strong feelings for this goddess. This woman who along with Nina ran amongst some of the most elite people in this city.
"I think we will have to introduce this one well. She seemed to sound a little demanding so we'll see what happens. I don't like the cocky ones you know."
She settled his concern and reminded him that this was business and that they would lay down the ground rules and let the new guest know how things worked around the Butterfly House. A lot of the guests really didn't understand when they first came but with the clientelle we have obviously they like the way things work.
Ian and MaryAnne entered the spa and began to prepare it for their guest. Ian leaned and kissed her with the most tender and passionate kiss. He hoped for a good reaction from her after the kiss as he backed away and began to strip off his clothing to enjoy the hot tub. The wine was put away and everything was ready for the guest. Ian slipped his body, bare except for a pair of short black trunks, into the warm water. It was custom for MaryAnne to welcome the guest and invite her into the tub with Ian and her to allow them a chance to talk. Ian knew this client was eager for business and would soon be introduced to the House.
Walking to the spa, and sitting in the steam room. I was slowly relaxing, waiting for my guests to join me. Hanging my gown on the hook, i began rubbing oils onto my already glistening skin...
As i relaxed i began to daydream of my last visit. Of the whole erotic evening of massages and teasing.. and the amazing woman that happened in..
MaryAnne was taken aback by the kiss. It was slow and sensuous. She felt a pang of guilt. She simply remained quiet as Ian climbed into the hot tub. What Ian needed was a demanding woman like Jesalynn...if she truly was so...to show him that just as much pleasure could be gained from giving as taking.
She remembered to when she had first interviewed Ian. He had a passionate naivete that charmed Nina and MaryAnne. She could still remember his soft words, and gentle touch as he slid the strap of her bra off of her shoulder and kissed it.
She shivered despite the heat in the room and anxiously awaited Jeselynn's appearance.
Her mind flashed to the young beauty in her office. What was her name? Something exotic, greek mythology, she thought. She wondered if the young woman had found her erotica stacked on the corner table. She mused as she thought of the young woman reading and touching herself in MaryAnne's office. Sometimes the imagination was better than real life...but in her ten years here, she was fully prepared for real life to exceed her imaginings.
She turned to Ian, who toasted her. "I think I hear her coming, love...better not drink too much...still much to do today."
MaryAnne greeted Jesalynn and invited her into the hot tub. Once undressed, she slipped in with Ian and Jesalynn, her hand rubbing Jesalynn's thigh.
"Mmm...your skin is so soft and tender." She shot Ian a look as she felt his toe traveling up her leg. She nodded at Jesalynn.
"Lay back, and enjoy, sweet Jesalynn, as we pleasure you. You don't have to do anything but enjoy."
She leaned in to kiss the sultry woman, and Ian was playing with her nipple through the swimming suit top.
"My lovely Jesalynn, your lips taste like a fine wine. I want to devour them." She leaned in to kiss her again, and slid her hand up to her pussy, finding Ian's hand already there.
'Lyth relaxed a bit once the door to Miss MaryAnn's office closed. I get so cold and aloof when I first meet people.....Geez girlie you MUST relax.... Sighing, 'Lyth gives a big yawn and streach, like a lazy kitten, and idly runs her hands down over the arms of her chair. MMh...'Lyth you are the Sensualist .....don't deny it....soon you will be wearing ruffles!
( 'Lyth never wears RUFFLES....icky frilly things...just streamlined silk, when she can afforid it, and satin. )
While slowly rotating her neck in a febble attempt to loosen up, she notices a neat pile of magazines and books. Making sure again no one was watching....She picks up a novel and begins to read...Lets see....a Prince....a slumbering beauty..no sleeping! Hmm...I bet he's going to kiss her....Wrong again....he fucks her! Oh my...
'Lyth can't help but shift a bit in her chair as she quickly puts the book back in a flustered gesture! She straightens the book and looks down at her hands.
People have always told her she's a beauty....and she's no stranger when it comes to lust, love, and passions. But there's something missing to her life....
Oddly Enough, she thought she could find it here...."where dreams come true...Adult Dreams"
She laughs softly and tries a different book...
Dylan was at his apartment goig through his clothes, what would he wear to the event. He finally decided on a white t shirt and basketball shorts, since he would wrestle later. He grabbed his wrestling bag and put his clothes near it. He then stepped in the shower and imagined what could happen later. He realized his long cock had grown hard and he began to jack off. He released his cum all over the shower curtain and then smiled and laughed to himself, damn she is hot he thought.
Tiffany found herself alone in the main hall, and a little disoriented. She hadn't left Nina's office in a fully together state of mind, and had forgotten precisely which door it was. It was one of two, she had a 50/50 chance.
She noticed that there was a new swing to her step, a bit more of a shake to her hips than was there before. Blame it on the outfit, she thought with a smile. There were mirrors all over the hall, and she stopped to pose for one of them. Damn, she looked hot! And she loved the nasty, naughty feel to the tight leather on her skin, the way it moved when she walked. Watching herself in the mirror, she took a moment to practice her moves, rubbing her hands on her breasts and moaning a bit, running her tongue over her red-hot lips. The shaky, innocent girl who had walked in seemed like a distant memory.
But there was still the problem of which door to use. Picking at random, she went for the one on the left. Taking a deep breath, she opened it and fairly launched herself inside.
Tiffany was fairly startled to see that the office was not only the wrong one, it was also occupied. There was a woman there already, a fairly tall woman with a clear, pale complexion, raven-black hair tied in the back, and shining eyes of an icy steel gray color, strangely memserising. She was dressed in a tightly-fitting blue cocktail dress. And she was beautiful, a pure beauty unenhanced by makeup or artifice. She also seemed fairly startled, and dropped the book in her hands. Judging by the stack of literature next to it, it was the sort of reading material that fit right in with the overall atmosphere of the place.
"Oh, my," Tiffany whispered, unable to find her voice at first. She felt very naked all of a sudden, and could feel her skin flush with embarassment - and excitement. This was the first woman to see her as a slut, and Tiffany hadn't quite been ready for it.
"I'm sorry," she said once she had found her voice. "I think I picked the wrong room!"
OH MY GOD.........
"Well that certainly is quite a way to welcome visitors/potiential emploees.....Bravo!", Irralyth smiles a bit.
The stranger in the black slut outfit seems a bit flustered.... What should I say....What should i do? Offer to comfort her....? Oh confusion!
" I..I...think I am in the wrong room....", The sexy one mutters.
" Oh well I'd be glad to help you....I'm waiting for ....erm an interview..."
Irralyth grabs up a blanket she sees in the corner and offers it to the mysterious one. 'Lyth's eyes travel slowly down her body...pausing to linger on her skirt....
A slight "ahem" from Tiffany draws back 'Lyth to her eyes...
MaryAnne's lips played a deep, sensuous sonata against her lips. She was careful not to make it seem as if they were pawing at her.
"Jesalynn, would you care to take off these things so that we might see your beautiful skin?" she asked against her lips. She began running her tongue along Jesalynn's ear as she awaited an answer. She looked down at Ian and smiled softly and then nipped at Jesalynn's ear. This was a woman who could be ravished and loved at the same time, MaryAnne thought. Already, the three of them were perspiring, not from the heat, but from the arousal.
MaryAnne nodded to Ian, who put on some light jazz. MaryAnne began undressing Jeselynn, slowly, kissing each bit of revealed skin until the evening gown was in a pool at their feet.
"Yes, you are extremely beautiful, love." She again kissed Jeselynn as Ian began to kiss above the waistband of her panties.
As she kissed her, her hands brushed the sides of her body gently. "Such, soft skin.." she murmered against the woman's lips.
Tiffany swallowed hard - this was unexpected, but in a way welcome. This woman was obviously intrigued, Tiffany could tell that much by the way the woman's eyes roamed around her body. For a moment Tiffany was a little miffed - old habits die hard - but then felt pleased that she was able to make such an impression. Nina was hot and delicious to kiss, but also too experienced to be surprised by anything Tiffany came up with. Here, Tiffany felt on more even ground. The woman couldn't possibly be a virgin, but she had no idea that Tiffany was, and that very lack of knowledge about each other leveled the playing field a bit. She had said that she was here to interview - Tiffany would simply be skipping a step.
She glanced at the blanket the woman held out. "Is that for me to cover up, or for us to lie down on?" she asked, giving a sultry wink (at least she hoped it was a sultry wink - she'd never really done this before). Without waiting for a response, she moved closer, pulling her top down just a tiny bit to barely expose the tops of her nipples. "Why would you want to cover me up? Don't you think I'm pretty?"
Tiffany couldn't tell whether she was having any effect on the other woman, so she decided to go for broke. She stepped as near as she could without touching, and brought her lips as close as she dared to those of the other woman. "I'll let you fuck me, if you want to," she breathed.
'Lyth murmurs idioticly as the Sex Goddess before her lowers her top...
"Umm...I was conscerned?" .....she mumbles..I'd really love to get you out of that....
The heavenly creature smiles , but 'Lyth can sense a fear behind her eyes. What's she scared for? ....I've never been with a woman...just men...its like dancing....
The woman gets even closer....and closer....oh oh oh...right infront of Irralyth.
"I'll let you fuck me if you want to" This marvelous, unknown creature boldly states.
" Erm...well...I'd rather consume you....make love to you....but "fuck" is nice....," 'Lyth isn't very keen on her dialouge but realizes this might be a way to ensure her employment....And, she hasn't gotten laid in .....welll ....a LONG time...
"Do you know a place we can ...erm..."Fuck"?," Irralyth whispers.
A thirll ran through Tiffany's body. This woman, whoever she was, was turned on, really turned on, by her! Never had Tiffany had this kind of effect on another woman, and the power she felt from it was intoxicating. For the first time in her life, she felt like she had the upper hand in something. She didn't want to know the other woman's name, not yet. The thrill of walking into a room and doing a woman she had never met, and had only seen for the first time seconds before, seemed so wicked and decadent that she couldn't resist. And for her first time, too!
She put her arms around the woman and drew her into a kiss, not too forceful, but gentle and wet. Her tongue flicked over the other woman's lips, asking to be let inside. The feeling of her breasts pressed against those of the other woman was the feeling she'd known only in dreams, and a soft, slim, feminine body in her arms was the greatest sensation she'd ever known.
She pulled slightly away just long enough to say, "Consume me, make love to me, fuck me, whatever you want. But do it right here, and right now. Or never."
Irralyth wraps her arms around her newly found treasure....A Kiss is exchanged but the woman pulls away to tell her its now or never....
"Then it shall be now...My name's Irralyth....but most just call me 'Lyth...its easier I guess."
"I'm Tiffany."
Lyth slowly turns around in a silent gesture for Tiffany to unzip her....Slowly the zipper slides down its shoot, the hand pulling it along doesn't bother to avoid touching the back and the brief touch of Lyth's bra and the top of her pantyhose. In a bold and almost needy gesture totally unknown to Lyth she reaches down Tiffany's body to slip a finger along her hot hot sex....She's just as hot as I am.....mmhh....I wonder if she'd let me taste her?
Tiffany's heart pounded as if it wanted to burst. This was it, her first time with a woman. She remembered Monique for a moment, the way they had hidden and stolen kisses from each other, the way they had promised they would do everything when the time was right. But the time would never be right, now that Monique was gone. Tiffany drove such thoughts from her head - this was a time to live in the moment, not the past. She pulled the zipper down Lyth's back, hardly daring to believe what she was doing.
An electric shock shot through her body! Tiffany had to bite her lip to keep from crying out as Lyth reached a hand up under her short skirt and slid her fingertip across Tiffany's swollen clit. It was the first time anyone besides herself had ever touched her there, the rush of sensation ran through every nerve clear to her fingertips.
Tiffany had to steady herself against Lyth to keep her knees from buckling. Her hands slipped inside the lovely woman's dress. which fell from her body to the floor. Tiffany found that she had inadvertantly wrapped her hands around Lyth's breasts, and she gave them a gentle squeeze. It felt so good to touch another woman... but they likely didn't have much time.
Turning Lyth to face her, Tiffany kissed her again, sliding her tognue into her lover's mouth. A quick tug on her leather shirt snapped the buttons open and released her own breasts. Hungry for more, she guided Lyth's hand back under her short leather skirt, then reached her own hand between Lyth's legs to find her moist, wet sex.
"What do you want me to do, lover?" Tiffany whispered. "I'll be your little slut, I'll do anything you want..."
Nina sat waiting at her desk for Tiffany to return. She seemed to be taking forever, so Nina decided to do some work. Shuffling through her papers she noticed that a file she had been looking through was missing.
Damn. She thought to herself. Perhaps Mary Ann took it. She called Mary Ann's cell phone and there was not an answer. She left a message.
"Mary Ann, there was a file on the Henderson account on my desk. Do you know where it is? Thanks Nina."
She got up and decided to check in Mary Ann's office. As she walked out she wondered where that bimbo of a receptionist was. She didn't seem to be at her station. "I might as well fire her." She said, hoping the girl would hear and get to doing her job.
Lyth kisses and slips her black silk panties down her long shaply legs. Her hands seem to form around Tiffany's perky breasts.
" Umm...Tiff, can I call you that? What I would really like is some hot wet pussy...I've never eaten any before but I think it would be yummy! I'm not very good at demanding what I want...I'm more of the subbordinate...." Lyth whispers as she rubs Tiff's hardening nipples.
Tiff smiles and reaches up to pull Lyth's silky dark hair free. Lyth gives it a slight shake with her hand...setting the waves shivering over her shoulder. What if we are discovered.....well I'm sure this isn't the first time this has happened.....Man, Lyth are you actually going to fuck someone you just met...Well....sure why not?
Tiffany felt more hot, more turned on than she'd ever thought possible. She wasn't sure she could take the dominant role, having never done a woman before (or a man, for that matter, but they didn't count anyway). But Lyth didn't know that, and there was a thrill in the game of pretending she was a lot more experienced than she really was.
Lyth's hands felt exquisite on her breasts, the way they rubbed and kneaded her soft and tender flesh. Tiffany loved the touch of another woman, and was so deeply into the sensation that she almost didn't hear Lyth's whispered request.
She wants to eat my pussy? Tiffany thought as the words finally sunk through. My God, this is like a dream come true! Tiffany fought to keep the tremor out of her voice as she responded. "My pussy is hot and wet because of you," she said, staring deeply into Lyth's eyes. "Your tongue would feel so good on my clit, Lyth. I want you to lick me, eat me, fuck me, make me come..."
Tiffany pulled up her skirt, keeping her eyes locked on Lyth's. She sat back on the desk and spread her legs wide, stroking her bare pussy with both hands in invitation. "And you can call me whatever you want, Lyth," Tiffany said. "You are my lover, after all. Now get over here and lick my pussy!"
Kneeling infront of Tiffany, Lyth presses her lips to the exposed slit....slowly she begins to lick along the outside of the exposed pussy. Lyth slowly presses her tounge deeper into the tasty treat....." OOhhhh Tiffany....mmmhhh....baby....you're DELICIOUS!!" she moans into her cunt. Lyth licks up inside her slowly and deeply while her fingers play with Tiffany's throbbing clit, herown sex is aching and wet for some attention...but she can wait....