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It was a short trip to Susan’s Salon and Day Spa where Kim was serving as the manager. Susan introduced Michelle to Mickie, a pretty Japanese lady in her late twenties. Mickie had long black hair and an absolute gorgeous figure but perhaps her most striking features were her sparkling eyes and bright white smile.
Mickie had Chel change into a pair of black staff shorts and a grey shirt with black sneakers. Susan met both before any appointments arrived. “Now this is extremely important, you are to follow Mickie’s directions to the letter. I have two very loyal clients coming in and it will provide you great training but remember there’s a very fine line between consensual and non-consensual touching,” Susan said sternly.
“In both of these appointments my clients know you are interning but it is very important you pay close attention to what Mickie says. Do so, and you’ll learn a lot in the art of pleasuring a woman.” Susan looked very matter of fact and after her words seemed to register, she allowed a smile to cross her face, “Now, I want the two of you to enjoy yourself.”
“You wait here. Mrs. Logan is already prepping in the steam room,” Mickie said as she turned and walked out the door. Michelle studied some of the objects in the room, and reflected on Susan’s comments, when Mickie reappeared several minutes later.
Mickie took Michelle down the hall opening a door to a darkened room, lit by several candles with the soft soothing sound of waves on a shore. There was the distinct smell of sweetness in the air from oils that were warming on the counter.
A woman was laying on a massage table, face down with her head resting in a halo supporting her face, a towel placed at her midsection with what appeared to be a towel with several flat rocks strategically placed across her lower back.
“Vickie, I have Michelle with me and she’s training with us today. Are you comfortable?” Mickie inquired. “Very” came the soft muffled reply.
“Good, then we’ll get started,” Mickie answered.
Mickie raised Vickie’s foot in her hand and began rubbing it, pulling on her toes and pushing on the soles and pads of her foot, all the while instructing Chel on the pressure points. Michelle was directed to emulate Mickie on the other side as she too began rubbing and massaging Mrs. Logan’s foot and lower legs using the warm lotion in slow circular motions.
Mickie kneaded the calves and used her arms to rub the oil in before moving up to her arms and hands. Michelle was instructed to continue to work the woman’s lower legs as Mickie rubbed oil into her back lowering the towel ever so much to gain more and more access to her torso.
“Would you like to flip now and allow us to get the front?” Mickie inquired as the woman flipped over with Mickie strategically holding the towel as to cover her most intimate part — her vagina. No attempt, however was made to cover her large breasts with the pink nipples which capped off the tits.
Michelle’s eyes grew wide as she took in the woman’s chest but immediately directed her attention to her legs and feet. Mickie stood at Vickie’s side as she rubbed scented warm oil into her shoulders, working around her breasts, careful not to actually touch the nipples as she focused up top and then worked to her stomach. She moved her hands to the woman’s hips as she encouraged Michelle to knead the upper thighs.
Michelle was cautious and a little hesitant just how far between her thighs she should wander as she saw Mickie’s fingers now rub over top of the nipples, slowing and ever so subtly drawing the nipples between her fingers bringing a distinct sigh from Mrs. Logan. After a few passes, Mickie told Michelle to leave them as she would finish up.
The young teacher exited the room slightly worked up herself from watching the slow seduction played out in front of her. She began a self directed tour of the spa until she spied Kim and made a dash to her where the two caught up on the day’s activities.
Thirty minutes or more may have gone by before Mickie appeared from down the hall announcing the second appointment. Chel made her departing comments to Kim and entered a room across the hall that was similar to the first. This one however played soft music in the background but the same scented oils filled the air. Another woman was stretched out on the table. This lady, taller than the other had a dark skin tone similar to her own.
Michelle noticed right off that Mickie had changed her outfit. This was a much more revealing top. She appeared to be braless under a black t-shirt that hung just under her breasts exposing her mid section. Michelle had to admire her firm taut stomach and her cute belly button. She also had satin black shorts with red trim and had opted for sandals versus the sneakers she had on with Mrs. Logan.
As both women massaged the woman’s feet, Mickie introduced the lady on the table as Shannon although there was no official greeting back. Just soft sighs as the women rubbed her feet and thighs. Michelle commented on her dark skin as she held her foot in her hands.
Chel was almost startled when Shannon replied, “I’m quarter Cherokee. Get it from my grandfather who was full-blooded.”
As Michelle continued the slow circular motions, Mickie started in on Shannon’s shoulders and back, but this time taking a position in front of her client and bending over her head.
Michelle watched as Shannon lifted her face out of the cradle and set it down on the towels, her face inches if that from Mickie’s shorts which seemed to move across her face. Mickie’s strokes along Shannon’s back were muck more methodical, and long versus the circular motions of before.
As Michelle moved her hands up kneading the woman’s thighs, Shannon instinctively parted her legs. Michelle wondered if it was an invitation as she moved her fingers across the soft flesh of her legs drawing a sigh and then a comment, “That feels so good.”
Encouraged, Michelle raised the towel up just a bit exposing more of the young woman’s cheeks. As Chel rubbed the warm oil around the woman’s thighs and buttocks, Shannon emitted sighs and low moans of approval. Michelle looked up to see Mickie smile and wink back at her signaling it was okay to continue down this path as Michelle let her fingers wander, pulling the cheeks apart, spreading the oil and squeezing the soft flesh of the woman’s ass between her fingers.
“Let’s do your other side now,” Mickie said as the woman rolled over caring less about the towel which seemed to roll under her exposing her nakedness and a thin strip of pubic hair just above her pussy. Michelle’s eyes were drawn there and she had to pull herself away as Mickie took the towel and pulled it free of Shannon’s body discarding it on the counter.
“Mickie was still taking up a position at the head of the massage table and now it became much more apparent to Michelle what the dress was all about. Each time Mickie moved to stroke Shannon’s body, the bottom of her breasts were clearly visible under the top. Shannon’s gaze was fixed on Mickie’s orbs as they moved under the thin shirt as Mickie rubbed the oil into her stomach, her shoulders and then her breasts.
Michelle was getting completely worked up herself as she rubbed the woman’s legs and slowly moved up to her thighs which again parted giving her plenty of access to the woman’s vagina. Michelle wondered if she dared but allowed her fingers to move further and further down the leg drawing sighs and then the approval, “Oh, that feels so good. I need this so bad.”
Michelle watched as Mickie moved over to the side, bending at the table, taking the woman’s breasts in her hands, pulling gently on the oiled nipples which moved through her fingers. It was subtle, but Michelle saw Shannon’s hand as it moved against Mickie’s stomach, gently at first and then moving up until the hand was holding a breast.
Shannon was now unabashedly groping Mickie’s breasts drawing moans from her as well. As Michelle’s hands grazed the top of Shannon’s mound, she moaned and spread her legs again. Michelle throwing all caution to the wind allowed her fingers to ease into the woman’s fold, feeling her wetness.
She knew enough about what she enjoyed and immediately moved to the woman’s clit with one hand as she probed and pushed her fingers up Shannon’s twat. Shannon’s right hand clutched the table before reaching out and rubbing Michelle’s ass through her shorts. Michelle allowed herself to back up closer to Shannon to give her more leg. Turning she saw that Mickie had now placed her lips to Shannon’s erect nipple and was sucking on her tit.
This was certainly pass the bounds of salon decorum and she wondered how long this type of activity had gone on between masseuse and client. With her hand, Shannon pulled Mickie’s flimsy top over and off her frame, freeing her tits as Michelle saw for the first time Mickie’s gorgeous breasts capped off by two small but very dark and erect nipples.
Michelle was working three fingers into the woman’s cunt as she moved her clit in a back and forward motion as the wetness of Shannon’s pussy made little squishing noises. Michelle wanted to dive between her legs and lap up her hot box but she wondered just how far they could take this. Obviously much further than she had even imagined.
As Michelle looked on, the two women embraced in a hot kiss as their breasts slid together, their tongues wrestling in an erotic dance. Michelle too was as horny as she could be watching the lesbian tryst taking place in front of her but she kept her mind focused on bringing Shannon off as her hips thrust up from the table to meet Chel’s probing fingers.
Then in a gasp, Shannon grabbed Michelle’s fingers as if to shove them in as she came hard over and over again as her muffled cries were buried in Mickie’s mouth as they continued their embrace. As Shannon slowly settled on the massage table, Michelle withdrew her fingers, and subtly brought them to her mouth, tasting the hot little Native American pussy juice. She saw that Mickie and Shannon were still resting their lips together, every once and a while moving them slowly, sucking on each other’s lip as Michelle decided to give them space and made a hasty exit.
In a worked up state, Michelle made her way to the women’s changing room, undressing and then to the steam room where she slumped against a wet tiled wall. Her pussy throbbed having watched the lesbian scene play out in front of her and being such a big part it herself. Her fingers found there way to her own box, exploring, probing the wetness as she rubbed her clit back and forth. Much like she had done Shannon just moments earlier.
Letting go of the towel, she opened it and hiked up a foot on the hot stone bench and began toying with her nipples, still slightly sore from the earlier morning’s stretching with the nipple clamps. The images of Shannon and Mickie filled her head, only to be replaced with Susan as she fucked her with the strap-on. She couldn’t get the images of Lisa and Susan out of her heads, the clamps, the whip, the dildos which penetrated her asshole and pussy.
It had only been three days, but she felt she had already lived more sexual experiences in a weekend than she had her whole life. Her clit was engorged and her pussy wet as she rubbed back and forth, the wet heat of the room enveloping her body. She pulled her other foot up on the bench and opened her legs wider as she frantically pulled at her erect nipples and swollen clit.
If anyone would have walked in they would have received an eyeful but she didn’t care. She threw off all caution as she madly stroked herself until she felt that familiar rush take her body in a wave of climax.
As she returned from her high, she pulled the flap of the towel around her and slumped into the hot wall. But the images themselves did not necessarily recede and she thought about this morning with Mickie and the two women. As the sweat poured from her body, it eventually became too uncomfortable and she headed for a shower where she cleaned up and dressed.
As she was slipping back on the clothes she had wore when arriving Mickie appeared wearing the conservative attire she had on for the first appointment.
“There you are. I was looking for you. Kim’s ready to take you home. I have a few more appointments but they are Shiatsu,” Mickie related.
Seeing the puzzlement on Michelle’s face, “Just not a training massage if you know what I mean.”
“And what kind were we doing?” Michelle asked back.
“Swedish” came Mickie’s reply, “Well for the most part anyway. Here this is for you.” Mickie held out two fifty dollar bills. “Tip money. Vickie and Shannon are always good tippers.”
“Are they both lesbians too?” Michelle asked taking the offering and depositing it in her shorts pocket.
“Neither one are actually. They likely don’t consider themselves bisexual. Just married women who don’t get enough or in Vickie’s case any at all and are looking for release.” Mickey sort of shrugged. “We’ve never talked about it but I imagine they don’t think of this as sex between women or cheating on their husbands. In Shannon’s case she comes in about twice a week and each time she’s looking not just for a great massage but she has needs… we all do really,” Mickie smiled.
“That’s wild,” Chel shot back. “Are all your clients like that?”
“Oh no, not at all!” Mickie said as she walked over straightening some towels that fell over. “Some! Some look for that female happy ending but others are just here for the massage, to unwind. You get to know the difference.”
“How do you know? How do you know when it’s what they want?” Chel queried.
“Well, it’s a lot of things really. You do have to be very, very careful. No one wants to get fired or the license threatened because you crossed the line,” Mickie explained.
“But Susan wouldn’t fire you would she? I mean she knows what you do,” Chel interrupted.
“She would take the action she needed to protect the spa,” Mickie smiled. “But she’d take care of me, I know that,” she added. “But back to your question. Sometimes the clients are bold enough to ask for it but you have to be careful you’re not being set up. Prostitution is illegal you know. Usually I am very selective and perhaps require a series of appointments until I am comfortable and that it is purely consensual.”
“I also have a pretty good idea who my clients are, mostly referral, and not many new one’s. Anyway, there’s a great deal of chemistry, timing, the subtly body language when they tell you what they want either verbally or by their body. I guess you just know. Look Kim’s waiting on you,” Michelle added as she reached for her hand.
“One last question,” Michelle asked looking her in the eyes. Mickie stared back, her gaze soft but penetrating. A sparkle in her dark brown eyes. “You’re a lesbian? I mean, I know that’s personal, but…” Michelle stammered.
“Yes sweetie, I am. Most of us here are,” she grinned. “Two of our stylists are not. They’re married girls and to my knowledge not even bi, and there are two men, one a stylist and the other works back here in the spa with me but both are gay. But none of that surprises you does it?”
“No, not at all. I’m sure Susan does all the hiring,” Michelle added.
“Yea” Mickie grinned, “Hey I’d love to get together with you sometime. I mean not here. Just us two, that is if you are interested.”
“Very,” Chel shot back. “I’d like that very much.” Their eyes did a dance looking deeply into each others. It was Michelle who made the move as she stepped toward Mickie and kissed her on the lips. Mickie immediately accepted hers and opened her mouth allowing Michelle to explore. Their lips slid together as both their arms wrapped tightly around the other.
Michelle was much taller than Mickie and she felt her breasts rub against her stomach. She wanted this woman and she knew whether this week or another she would have her. It was now Mickie’s turn as her tongue pushed back into Michelle’s. Chel opened her eyes as a close up of Mickie was in full view. Her wide slanting eyes were closed but Chel gazed at the olive complexion.
Mickie was very pretty with black hair that shined, soft and long as Michelle let her fingers run through it as she rubbed her back until Mickie began breaking away in a series of short pecks. “Look, I could do this all day but I have a client waiting. I would like to get with you, please call me. My card is up front and it has my cell.”
Michelle placed a short kiss on her soft lips, “I will. I promise.”
Mickie smiled but it was her eyes that captivated Michelle as she turned and walked out that door. Michelle set her gaze on Mickie’s ass. She had the most gorgeous ass and her short but toned legs. Chel couldn’t believe how turned on she was with Mickie or how enraptured she got looking at women’s legs, eyes, and ass.
Just days ago she never thought about looking at women. She had seen plenty of naked girls in school or at the gym where she and Denise worked out. But she never gave it much thought. Now she couldn’t get it off her mind. She was consumed with the female flesh. It occurred to her that while she loved Kyle, she had never felt this way. Even the two other guys she had been with never brought out this kind of raw emotion.
As she stood in the silent changing room, she reflected on the last few days and the changes in her life. She was definitely not the same person any more. She had desires, needs that she never knew existed. Lisa, Kim and Susan had made her aware of things she never knew.
Just minutes ago, what she had done with Shannon, getting a total stranger off. Now the encounter with Mickey, she knew she wanted this woman in the worst way. Not just to make love to — she wanted to go down on her, to savor her pussy. Perhaps fuck her little twat.
She pictured Mickey laying under her, accepting her cock, her little legs wrapped around Michelle’s back as she worked the cock deep into her cunt. Over the last several days it had been Michelle who accepted the cock, who played the much more submissive role but she wanted to explore this new world. She wanted to take as much as be taken.
Her thoughts were interrupted as one of the female attendants opened the door with a load of fresh towels. Just out of the dryer, they smelled fresh as her attention was snapped back into place. She left the woman to her job as she went around to the front desk and Kim who stood with keys in hand giving last minute directives to a young girl at the desk.
Kim glanced over smiling at Chel and said a few more things about what needed to be done, appointments to make before turning with Michelle and walking out the door.
Not much was said until they were both seated in Kim’s car. “Hungry?,” Kim inquired.
“Famished,” came Chel’s one word response.
“Like Chick-fil-a?” Kim asked.
“Love it,” Chel shot back as Kim started the car and headed down the road.
Michelle was quiet a few minutes as neither girl said anything. “Can I ask you a question?” Michelle asked breaking the silence. “Sure,” Kim answered.
“How did you know? I mean you told me you were into guys too and all, even engaged. How did you know you were a lesbian and not just bi or something?” the young teacher asked as she turned looking at Kim.
“You just know I guess,” the attractive girl answered back. “With me, I couldn’t get Susan off my mind. She made me feel like I had never felt before. I never knew anything was missing really because I had never experienced it. But once I had sex with another woman, I knew that, well, that’s where I belonged.”
“I knew I wasn’t bi. I didn’t really want to be with a man. I wanted, needed, the touch of a woman. Susan brought out feelings in me I didn’t know I had but she showed me I felt that way not just about her, but women in general. Don’t get me wrong, I love Susan, but I know Susan’s not ready to commit to me or anybody else.”
“I’m okay with that,” Kim went on. “I kind of like having one woman in my life on whom to depend but relationships with several. You for instance. I know you weren’t exactly for this idea in the beginning but… well, it looks like you’re really enjoying yourself.”
“I am,” Michelle confirmed looking ahead at the road. “When you met Susan, you didn’t have all those tats. I mean that’s something she’s into. You did it because she told you to get them?”
Michelle saw Kim smiling and it seemed she was gathering her thoughts. “You’re right. Not the first one. Never thought about it. But Susan, well, Lisa’s into sort of the domination thing, B&D, you know the pain and skirting on the edge between that and intense pleasure. Susan’s dominant but sort of in a possessing way. Lisa will eventually untie you or the red marks from her whip might disappear but Susan’s tattoos are permanent reminders.”
“And did it hurt, I mean it must have,” Michelle pressed.
“You work out right? With your body you must,” Kim said looking over. “Yea” Chel replied.
“Well it hurts, the training, the weights. The running and exercise all takes its toll but in the end, you get the look. I wasn’t crazy about it at first but then I liked it. I liked it a lot. Actually Susan saw one on a client and liked it so much she wants me to get something similar, sort of a variation of it. A butterfly but the center is a little red heart. Wendy down at the shop is drawing it up and I’m going down there next week,” Kim said.
“Really,” Michelle responded. “You know Susan this morning said she was going to have me pierced.”
“Did she?” Kim shot back looking over. “Not surprised. Scare you?”
“Yea, a lot. I mean I don’t know. Want it hurt?” Chel questioned.
“Not bad. You’ve already experienced worse by Lisa. What did you say back to Susan?” Kim asked.
“Well, I said okay. I think I would have told her anything. Lisa had her whip out and, well shit, I would have said anything to keep from her hitting me again.” There was a long pause. “Will she do it? Will she really have me pierced like that?” Chel asked softly.
“What do you think?” came the response back. There was a long pause in the conversation.
“Honestly,” Chel said as her voice trailed off, now collecting her own words. “While it scares me… there’s a part of me that wants her to. Is that crazy?”
“No, not crazy at all,” Kim reasoned. “That’s exactly how I felt and now, I love my piercings. I’d do it all over again even if she didn’t ask me too.” Kim looked over watching Michelle think about her words. “Anyway, I’ve seen how you look at mine. How you play with them. Deep down I think you want to. I think you want them… you just need to be forced to get them.”
“Maybe” Michelle shrugged.
“Besides, you really have the right nipples for it. Nice and thick. Mine aren’t near as big as yours. Yours would look great with piercings,” Kim added.
“Now you sound like Susan,” Chel chided.
Susan had left instructions for the girls to fix dinner. Kim’s signature dish was lasagna and when they arrived they changed and headed into the kitchen. For the first time in several days, Kim had Chel dress rather than walk around nude. While she remained barefoot in the house and went without panties or a bra, she slipped on some black satin shorts and a cut off sleeveless t-shirt that showed her belly. Kim was dressed similarly with red shorts and a white top.
They had been home for less than an hour when the front doorbell rang. Kim went to answer the door while Michelle opened the two a bottle of Zinfandel. As she poured the glasses she recognized immediately the voice in the other room. It was the redheaded waitress from the wine bar. The one that had slipped the drug into her glass last Friday night. Lisa took her jacket as Michelle overheard their banter about Michelle being in the other room.
“Listen I can’t stay but I did want to stop by,” the girl said as Michelle entered the room with the glasses. The redhead stopped dead in her tracks, her voice faltering as she gazed at Michelle.
“Karen, you remember Michelle. Michelle, this a Karen, a friend of mine,” Kim explained.
“I remember. You’re the waitress from the bar I was at Friday,” Karen felt a chill. She wasn’t quite sure how to take that.
“You look, well you look so different. You’ve changed your hair, and it’s more than that. I wouldn’t have recognized you,” Karen stammered on.
“Can I get you a glass of wine? I was just getting a couple of glasses for Kim and myself,” Chel inquired
“Sure, Karen responded. “Here take mine, I’ll get another,” she said as she handed one glass to Kim and the other to Karen.
Kim sat down in a chair and Karen took a position on a loveseat. Michelle surprised Karen when she took up a position next to her on the couch. Karen talked a little about the bar and stated she was actually headed in when she thought she might stop by just for a minute. In the back of Michelle’s mind, she recalled that Kim had encouraged the redhead to stop by this week — a favor for doing Lisa’s bidding and spiking her drink which led to this whole affair.
Kim informed the girls that she need to check the pasta and disappeared in the kitchen leaving both girls alone. Michelle could sense the waitress was still uncomfortable, likely feeling guilt over the drink.
“Michelle,” the redhead began, “About the other night.”
“Its okay,” Michelle interrupted.
“No, I feel I need to say something. I would have never done that but Lisa…” she started back.
“Karen, I know. Really, I’m okay with it. Actually more than okay. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not encouraging you to spike anybody else’s drink mind you but if you hadn’t done what you did, well, I wouldn’t be here now and I never thought I would say this but, the last few days have changed my life,” Michelle said putting the girl at ease.
Kim who had stepped back into the room, listening to Michelle, cut in, “Show her Chel. Show her how you feel.”
Michelle looked into the girls eyes and leaned in, her soft lips resting on Karen’s until her own tongue pushed through the redhead’s lips. Her hand slid behind Karen’s head as she took the glass from her hand and set it on the table. Michelle then took her right hand and gently, subtly touched the redhead’s breast through her shirt. Getting no resistance she started unbuttoning her blouse, tugging at it as she pulled the shirt free of the skirt.
The shirt open now, Michelle’s hands rubbed her side, the breast through her bra causing moans to emit from Karen’s mouth that was still covered by Michelle’s lips who sucked on her tongue and probed more forcefully with hers.
Michelle reached around and unclasped the bra, pushing both it and the shirt off Karen’s frame leaving her shirtless as she continued to massage her breasts and now gently rolling a nipple between her fingers and thumb.
In the three days she had been with Lisa and Susan, she had always played the submissive role. It was always one of the other women who had made all the moves. Actually, that had been the case all her life. She had never been aggressive with any lover, but here she was seducing another woman. And she liked it! She liked taking control.
Her right hand slid under Karen’s skirt as she continued to play with Karen’s nipple with her left. Kim in the meantime sat back in the chair, hiking her legs up and digging the heels of her feet into the cushion. Spreading her legs she began to play with her own little button as she watched the lesbian scene unfold. She liked that Michelle was taking on the role of a “Top”. She only wished Susan and Lisa were here to see it.
Michelle slipped off the couch onto her knees on the floor as she reached under Karen’s skirt and hiked down the panties and bunching the skirt up to her waist. Michelle then buried her face between the girl’s legs causing Karen to sound off. “Holy shit, Gawwwwwd,” she moaned. “Damn your tongue feels so fucking good. Oh shit, eat me, lick my pussy. Right there. Oh fuck, right there. That’s so fucking good,” Karen groaned.
Michelle liked that she could make Karen feel like that. She backed away just a second to push two, then three fingers in her leaking twat as she returned to licking her clit, sucking, drawing the little button into her hungry mouth.
Karen was gushing juices and Michelle tried to keep pace licking them up. Michelle worked her over for several minutes until Karen begged to let her eat her as well.
Michelle slipped her shirt over her head freeing her massive breasts which drew wide eyed appreciation from Karen. Standing up she slid off her shorts and kicked them across the room as she grabbed the waitress’s hands and pulled her down in a sixty-nine.
The two girls went at each other’s slits with abandon as Karen buried her tongue in Michelle’s hot pussy. Kim in the meantime was starting to cum just watching and playing with herself as Michelle continued the oral onslaught. She spied the pink little butt-hole that moved up and down and easily slid up just enough to probe Karen’s tart little asshole with her tongue.
Karen moaned loudly, pausing just a few seconds as she relished the feeling that shot through her body.
“Fuck, are you sure you weren’t already a lesbian?” Karen groaned as the brunette ate her ass like an expert. “Nobody’s made me feel like this in a long time. Fuck you’re good,” Karen said as she went back to licking Chel’s tasty box.
Michelle began to feel Karen’s legs shake as the wave of orgasm began to take it toll. Karen licked harder and faster, pushing her tongue as far into Michelle as she could as Michelle too began to shake. Both girls were thrashing now on the carpet, holding tight to each other with their faces buried between each other’s legs.
Finally, all three were silenced as Karen slumped over and turned around to lay on top of Michelle’s tired body. Their lips came together in a long and lingering kiss.
“I’ve been with a fair amount of girls before but you lick pussy like nobody’s business girl,” Karen said as she kissed Michelle over and over again on her face, licking up her own juices in the process.
In just a few minutes Karen was saying her goodbyes and hurrying off to the wine bar. She was already late but she didn’t care. That had been the best sex in some time.
“Look, we have supper to make. I’ll get on the lasagna if you cut up the veggies for the salad,” said Kim Both girls headed back in the kitchen, not taking time to redress. When Kim playfully slapped Michelle on the ass, the young teacher shot back, “Only do that if you’re serious.” They stared at each other for a second before Michelle placed a kiss on Kim’s lips.
Michelle had crossed one more bridge. She was no longer just a submissive little slut to her mistresses. She was a little seductress now. She knew she could capture as well as submit and she liked to do both and soon she’d learn just how well she could do it.
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