Vanessa felt like the air had been punched from her lungs. The woman was startlingly gorgeous. Everything about her seemed soft, from her golden blonde hair to her voluptuous body. Her cherubic face looked nervous as she took in the sight of Vanessa. The redhead stared back at her in awe, mouth slightly open.
The blonde covered her short frame with a knee length tartan skirt and lilac blouse. She looked the same age as Vanessa, probably somewhere in her late twenties, but unlike Vanessa she appeared to be very prim and proper.
“Hi,” was all Vanessa could think to say.
“Hello, Cherry,” she waved shyly.
“Call me Vanessa.” She went by the (very creative) name Cherry at work. She left Vanessa for her life outside the brothel. It made it more difficult for clients to track her down and she liked the idea of leaving ‘Cherry’ behind at the end of the day. Vanessa decided to make an exception for the blonde standing in front of her. She could already tell this woman would be a screamer, and she wanted to hear her real name called out tonight.
“Okay, Vanessa,” she smiled.
Vanessa realized the woman was still standing timidly in the doorway, so she welcomed her in with a gesturing finger.
“And what should I call you, angel?” Vanessa whispered. The woman hesitated.
Some people were embarrassed to pay for sex and wanted to remain anonymous. Vanessa understood the extra desire for secrecy in this case.
“You don’t have to tell me your real name if you don’t want to, I’m fine calling you angel. It suits you.” She was sitting on the bed now, and Vanessa moved closer to her.
The woman cleared her throat. “My name is AJ, but I’m fine with angel as well.”
Vanessa’s devil red lips curled into a smile. “Sure thing, angel. What can I do for you this fine evening?” She could feel the other woman shaking as she moved a hand up the inside of her plump thigh.
“ I, oh dear. I’m not quite sure. You see, I...I’ve.. never...” she stammered.
A literal blushing virgin, and a stunning one at that. This really would be fun. “I could take the reins if you’d like.”
AJ nodded hesitantly, but avoided eye contact. Vanessa immediately recognized the emotion on her face.
“Angel, there’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing here. We’re two consenting adults, there’s nothing to be ashamed about,” she reassured. “I want you to enjoy this, so you need to relax. I promise you’re in good hands.” AJ’s breath hitched when Vanessa squeezed her thigh, trying to drive home her point.
Vanessa looked at her appraisingly, holding eye contact as she leaned forward to tuck an errant blonde curl behind AJ’s ear. The touch felt electric. She tilted in to leave a gentle kiss on her neck, and slowly began working her way down her pale throat. Each scorching kiss earned her a hushed gasp.
Roses, Vanessa thought, her hair smells like sweet rose blossoms.
She decided to ease AJ’s nerves by narrating what she would do next. “I’m going to unbutton your blouse now,” Vanessa whispered. She worked through the buttons quickly, excited to see the prize underneath. She took her time brushing her palms along AJ’s shoulders as the shirt slipped off, pooling around her on the bed. Her newly exposed chest was heaving.
Vanessa moved to let her hands climb up the hem of AJ’s tartan skirt, pulling it down along with tan stockings, but not before massaging circles into the blonde's pelvis. AJ’s hips jerked.
“Eager, are we?” AJ flushed at the comment, obviously embarrassed by her visceral response. “I like it, angel,” she said quickly. “Means I’m doing my job right. I just need to finish unwrapping before we really get started.” Vanessa peeled each layer off slowly, always placing a kiss on the newly exposed, milky-white skin. Eventually, AJ was down to a tan bra and matching panties.
Vanessa stopped and stared at her in wonder. She was so full and beautiful, she felt like she was ogling the goddess Aphrodite. She wanted to fill her hands with AJ, and drag her hot tongue over delicate stretch marks that rippled over her rounded hips and breasts.
AJ suddenly crossed her arms self consciously, obscuring Vanessa’s view. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I know I’m not much to look at.”
The comment caught Vanessa off guard. “Don’t say that,” she snapped. “You’re the most beautiful thing I've seen all day.” Or all year. Or in my entire life.
“Don’t feel like you have to reassure me,” she gave a small self deprecating chuckle. “I know what I am.”
“Angel,” Vanessa unhooked the front clasp of AJ’s bra and dragged a slim finger over her sternum and towards her belly button. “I have seen a lot of naked people in my career. Trust me when I say that you are, by far, the most gorgeous I’ve ever come across.” A deliciously pink flush crept across her cheeks, down her neck, and over her torso. It was time to begin.
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