1. DiscreetOfficeServices.Com... Chapters 5--6


    Date: 3/29/2024, Categories: Occupations, Author: campusvamp 

    ... were too sensitive for even the lightest touch of a tongue tip. Our thighs and faces were painted with our sex. Wet spots created by spit and pussy juice dotted our bed's sheets. Face sitting, sixty-nine... Sandra had guided me through all of them. She'd just eaten my pussy and driven me to my second orgasm. My second orgasm hadn't been as intense as my first. For which I thanked God! I wasn't sure I could have survived another earth stopping orgasm.

In between my own orgasms, I'd touched, fingered, tasted, and eaten my first pussy. Though Sandra was smaller than me, her inner lips were larger and fleshier, darker than my small, pink inner lips. God, how I loved sucking those fleshy bits into my mouth to lightly bite and chew on while finger-fucking her hole. They were better than any candy! While fingering and sucking, I'd given Sandra two orgasms. I know women can fake orgasms, but she would have to be an Academy Award caliber actress to have faked those orgasms.

We were on our sides facing each other when Sandra smiled and lazily told me, "I was told to teach you but I've learned one thing today."

"You taught me many, many things," I responded smugly. "What did you learn?"

Sandra snuggled closer and rested the side of her face on my breast. "Tall girls are worth the climb," she told me and we laughed. She sat up with a sigh and ran the back of her fingers over my cheek. "Unfortunately, our time is up," she told me as she slid off the bed and stood.

I ...
    ... sighed, too, as she picked up her dress. "Sandra, I know our time is up but do you need to be anywhere?" Sandra probably thought I was asking for more time and replied she could stay longer.

I shook my head, "I'm not asking for more sex. I don't know about you but I'm starving! I was too nervous to eat much breakfast. Would you like to join me in the restaurant for something to eat?"

She laughed and admitted she was hungry, too. We were laughing together in the bathroom while washing the sex from our hands and faces. Except for the strong smell of our shared sex and cleaning between our legs, it was like we were two girlfriends sharing one mirror. I hadn't realized how much I missed just chatting with another girl. All my high school friends had either moved away or were busy with jobs or boyfriends. A few were busy with husbands already and pregnant! High school BFFs don't necessarily last forever once graduation frees you to take different paths.

I knew Sandra had to be wondering if I was going to stiff her on her tip. It was what I would have been thinking as we rode the elevator to the restaurant. I was tearing my croissant into bite-sized pieces when I mustered enough courage to come clean.

"Sandra, the truth is I don't have the money to give you a tip. I've got enough to pay for this," I waved at our food. "But I'm broke. You need to know, I work for Marla, too."

"Why are you a client then?" Sandra sounded surprised I was a sex worker, too, but not disappointed ...
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