The Protege chapter 6 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 6

... masterful in her approach. Rosario looked almost horrified but could not stop talking.

"I told Ms. Carmichael, Oscar does not like oral sex, and I do very much..." Her eyes darted back and forth between Cynthia and me. "Watching her perform it on you got me excited..." She paused. "I should go, I'm sorry, I will look for work somewhere else..."

"Please sweetie, you have done nothing wrong. We all have needs, gay or straight has nothing to do with it. I assure you; a tongue is a tongue. In fact, who knows better how to maneuver the nooks and crannies of a steaming pussy than another woman. Is your pussy steaming Rosario."

Damn, I loved Cynthia Freakin Liebert. Rosario took a slow deep breath through the nose, gently closing those beautiful brown eyes. She delivered her answer without words. My pussy flushed with warmth and wetness at the thought.

"Ms. Carmichael, would you like to help Ms. Garcia with her problem?" I nodded as she petted my head. "Speak please, Ms. Garcia seems lost in thought."

"Yes please," I said swallowing hard.

"Ms. Garcia, would you like her help?"

Rosario's eyes opened and met mine. "Yes please."

"Ms. Carmichael would you help her out of her uniform please." She released my head.

There was no need for further instruction. I stood up and walked to Rosario. There was something I needed to do before undressing her. I stood behind her and worked the bands from her bun and let her hair fall to her mid-back. I fluffed it and ...

... straightened it with my fingers as she shook her head from side to side.

"You have beautiful hair Rosario." I said calmly.

"Yes, she does. Nice touch Ms. Carmichael." Cynthia approved.

I stepped in front of her and recalled the fantasy that struck me earlier when I first saw her. I looked into her glistening brown eyes and unbuttoned her top button. Her lips were such a soft subtle pink, I so much wanted to kiss them, but as I moved toward her, she looked down and turner her head, letting me know she did not want a kiss.

I could feel her breathing intensify as I moved to the second button. By the third I could see her white braw supporting her medium sized breasts. The white was in sharp contrast to her light brown skin. My pace quickened with each button as the vision from this morning came closer to reality... the dress slipping off her shoulder and falling to the floor.

Continuing down, when I reached her waistline, my nose detected the familiar scent I experienced earlier. Finally, the last button was unfastened, and I moved to her shoes. Plain white tennies with ankle socks. I removed them one at a time. I looked up to see her looking at Cynthia with a subtle grin.

"Ms. Garcia, you will not be disappointed. I happily lend you my pet on one condition and that is, I can return the favor and watch." She said calmly.

I stood up tracing my fingertips up her thighs until we were eye to eye. Her grin gave way to a serious expression with a hint of desperation. I ...