Downtown Girls Chapter 2
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Downtown Girls -2-
The Sales Meeting
Aspire held an annual sales meeting in L.A. in February. The weather was much better in L.A., and the girls ran outside in their shorts and tank tops.
That's right, the girls. Of course, Elena was there but so was Jules, an emerging star of the company. Granted, she was not in sales, but she was the sales support leader still reporting to Elena. Aspire already had 250 employees and their annual revenues exceeded $100,000,000. Their spectacular run rate had them doing $190-200MM the next year.
Elena and Jules had been together for four months, and things couldn't be going better. Jules got very high marks as an employee. She was a real go-getter. Other employees looked upon their relationship as somewhat of an ideal.
They cared for one another, always thinking of little things to do to make life easier for their lover.
Jules was devoted to Elena, the rock on which she could build her life. Nothing spoke to that more than the sales meeting in Los Angeles. There they were, in the lesbian capitol of the U.S. They could have played with all kinds of girls and visited the gay clubs, but instead, they did family things, visiting places like the library, Capitol Records, and Knott's Berry Farm. They were a couple, perhaps on their way to becoming a family. Who knew?
The glue that kept them going was the sex. Every day, sometimes twice a day, especially on the weekends.
They had been to Milwaukee, Madison, and Indianapolis. The tour of the Midwest was exciting; they had window sex in the three cities. That is, they secured a upper floor and fucked with a strapon. The fuckee had two hands against the window looking out at the city and the people, while the fucker did her joyfully from behind with the strap. Saint Louis was next on their agenda, coming in early May.
St. Louis was of note because they planned on hiring a call girl specializing in lesbian couples. Of course, they'd go up in the arch and take in a Cardinal's game. However, they were most excited about the girl.
"I'll bet you she's got fake boobs," said Elena. She was looking at her profile on the web, her mouth watering at the sight of Michaela.
"I don't know. Some women are just well-endowed," said Jules.
"Anyway, I'm so excited to learn from her," said Elena. "We'll have a great time."
Indeed. It was set up for 8:00 p.m. on Saturday in the Spring when they visited St. Louis.
The Cardinals won the ball game and our heroes were very relaxed that evening. They were sitting around, sharing a bottle of cabernet, and reading novels they had brought in the airport.
Then there was a knock on their door and Jules jumped up to see who it was.
"It's her!" and Elena went to the door as well. "Damn, she's cuter than her pic." She was checking her out through the peephole.
Jules turned the lock and let "Michaela" in the door. She kissed both girls and walked into the room like she owned it.
"So much confidence," thought Elena."
Hi, I'm Michaela and I'm twenty-four and I'm horny as hell," laughed Michaela.
"Hi Michaela," said Elena. "This is Jules, and I'm Elena."
"This is a very nice room," said Michaela. She walked to the window and looked out over St. Louis. "Beautiful view, wouldn't you say."
"It is, especially when your girlfriend is fucking you from behind with a nine-inch strapon," said Jules. The three women fell about the room with laughter, relieving the tension. Michaela put her large Coach shoulder purse next to the refrigerator and stepped forward and kissed the girls sensuously.
"Like the agreement on the web, the price is $500, without the tip," she said in a business-like tone. "I do men also, but I jump at the chance to be with women. I'm gay too. My girlfriend is an accountant with the Big Four firm."
"Shit, who knew," said Elena. "Good for you and good for her. I won't ask who's pulling in more."
"I do, but she nets more," "said Michaela. "I have a lot of expenses that come right off the top. But, I love what I do."
Jules went into her purse and grabbed the cash, pulling out an extra $150 for a tip.
"Here, we'd like you to have the tip now," said Jules. "I can already tell it's going to be special."
"Let's get naked, shall we," said Michaela. "Unless you'd like a lap dance?"
"You go Elena." I've had one and there to die for."
"I've had a few, in my wild days," said Elena. "But that's what I like, looking out for your girlfriend. Here I am, in my shorts and Nike shirt. Ta Dah."
Michaela laughed naturally, enjoying the girls' vibe.
"We'll strip as we go along," said Michaela. "Please, sit in the chair, Princess Elena," as she dragged the chair to the middle of the room. They were already in synch with their call girl.
Jules took a good look at her. Her hair was a natural blonde with a side cut. Kind of edgy. Of course, she had an awesome body, with perfect C+ Cups. A little smaller than both the girls, she made up for her diminutive size with spunk.
"I have to say you're beautiful," said Jules. "And so well groomed." She took a whiff of Michaela and swooned a little.
"Amen to that," said Elena. "Fucking gorgeous." Michaela smiled and said something under her breath. She began grinding Elena, slowly gathering steam by the minute.
Meanwhile, Jules got her FM (fuck me) playlist dialed in on her iPhone 14. The first song was Girls Like Girls and the three ladies were instantly in the mood. Jules typically grooved to two lines from a song. With Girls Like Girls, those two lines were,
I'ma take your girl out/We will be everything that we'd ever need.
She wasn't involved with any sort of "war on men." She just didn't pay attention to them, didn't need them. Her reality was to deal with men politely. But she had zero feelings for them. She loved women. Committed and out lesbians were her people.
"Do you mind if we take one or two pics, for the memories," said Jules. "I can capture a profile picture of you, if you'd rather."
"Not at all, but from the side of me, please," said Michaela. "Next time, if there is another time, you can have any pic you'd like. You're from Chicago, right? I am in your area two weekends a month. We should hookup sometime."
"We'll have to put our heads together on a house call," said Jules. "We live in Marina City. You know it, the riverfront round towers in the city?"
"I know them well," said Michaela. "I have some girls who are among my best clients in there. I will have to introduce you to them. They're just a few years older than you guys, but so gorgeous. Let me focus on lovely Elena, now."
"Please do," said Jules.
Jules stepped beside the pair on the chair, and snapped two pics, showing them to Michaela, who nodded her assent.
Elena was lost in the lap dance. She'd had her eyes closed most of the time but grinding away with her hips. Michaela played with her titties, shaping them, sucking them, and tweaking the long nipples. Her left hand was exploring Michaela's pussy.
"More of that, please," said Michaela.
"You dyke, it's my fucking pleasure," said Elena. Michaela laughed at her potty mouth. The music playlist was impeccable and she was grinding, grinding on Elena. She may have been a gymnast or a diver in high school the way she was bending and gyrating all over Elena.
The call girl switched it up and was now facing Elena. She kissed her, having a thing for Latinas. Her right hand was inside Elena's pussy and she brought nectar to Elena on her fingers.
"Give me more of that, please," said Elena. Their hands massaged the breasts and played with the silky hair of their lovers.
They were both completely naked by now. Michaela turned her back on Elena, twerking her ass on the lovely young executive's pussy, which at this point was a sea of cum. Elena was not bashful: she patted Michaela's pussy several times. She dipped into Michaela's love box, and brought a taste first to herself, and then to Michaela. Oohhhh. Aahhhh.
Jules was enthralled with the scene playing out before her, for her lust for the blonde and black-haired beauties was cresting.
Elena grabbed Michaela's arms and held on for dear life. She was having her first cum with a hooker and through a lap dance. Oh my. She threw her head back, and her mouth was contorted to a silent "O," as her orgasm rocked her body.
"Ugh, my god it is so good, ugh," Elena cried. "Turn around and face me. That's it."
Michaela put her hand in Elena's cunt once more. The excitement of having a hooker in the room and having her girlfriend watching was overwhelming. Michaela was more than a hooker. It was like paying for the girlfriend experience.
When Michaela complied, Jules kissed her. Normally hookers don't kiss, but Michaela was really into these girls and kissed her back. Elena was having a long-running orgasm; she was not ready to quit just yet. She loved Michaela, if only for a day. She threw her arms around Michaela's shoulders, kissing her lips and licking her face. Michaela normally wouldn't accept a kiss from any john and most female clients. But for these girls, she made an exception.
Jules put the second chair across from the lap dancers and attached an eight-inch dildo with a suction cup base to the chair. She did her best imitation of a honey doing her Kegel exercises. She was looking steadily into Michaela's eyes. Sensing their connection, the two babes enjoyed a moment of lesbian bonding, beyond that of call girl and jane. Although she would not act upon it, it made the session even more enjoyable, imagining them as girlfriends and fucking each other's brains out. That was Jules, always horny.
So, Elena was twisting her head wildly as she came.
"Enough girlfriend, enough," she said. "I want to get more of you, so please, let's take a break. She had cum hard and was a little spent. Michaela, well, it's hard to know when she's cumming. She seemed to have a little cum too.
Jules kept going on her dildo. Getting close to an orgasm, she was in her own world, eyes closed and breathing hard. Looking at Michaela, but remembering her second girlfriend in college and some scenes they had. Such wild sex, such passion. Three beautiful women, in their prime. Naked, dancing in front of the window. She had a lot of such memories.
Elena was temporarily out of it on the chair and Michaela went to the bed directly across from Jules and started to play with her big pussy and even bigger clit. She popped her eyes open for a bit and smiled when she saw Michaela, whose clit was well out from its hood by now. Over half an inch of clit was now showing: wet, shiny, alive.
Jules suddenly popped off the dildo and grabbed it, laying it over on its side. She was in the middle of an orgasm, and she sat back in the chair and temporarily was out of it. The girls saw her open and swampy pussy still vibrating, contracting from what must have been a massive orgasm. The dildo was completely wet although no lube had been used.
A Break in the Action
Our girls had some downtime from their torrid sexual encounter. They chatted about this and that, getting to know their "service provider" a little better.
Michaela had gone to Catholic schools in Louisville, KY. From a good family with liberal values, she discovered lesbianism through one of the nuns she was crushing on her sophomore year. Their affair lasted several months, but that summer Sister Lauren was transferred. They kept in touch by letters, and Michaela even visited her in St. Louis. But she was devastated.
Ever curious, she learned about the L.A. scene from the Internet and became besotted with that lifestyle. She went to a community college and consistently received high marks when she was approached on the phone by a female about sex work. Ever the adventurer, she tried it out and found her calling in life: making love to beautiful lesbians (mainly) for money. She moved to St. Louis and started her new life at twenty.
Window Sex
After a little while, Michaela said "OK you guys, let's get it set for Act II. Jules, why don't I fuck you from behind, and you can eat Elena. It will be incredible."
She got her dildos from her bag and laid them on the table. Jules surveyed the weapons, along with three kinds of lube. She chose a lube that she was familiar with, Trojan Arouse and Releases. The girls magically got a second wind, and quickly strapped and lubed up.
"Don't worry; I wash them in my dishwasher," she said. Jules chose a Pride dildo of nine inches and kissed and licked the tip. Then she went down on it for a bit, getting most of it down her velvety throat. Both of the girls were impressed with her cunnilingus skills.
"Not bad, for a girl who's never been with a man, would you say?"
"Hey, that's my job!" said Michaela.
Elena was still moist from her extended lap dance but was playing with her pussy. She too was looking at the blonde bombshell, wondering why had "transferred" to St. Louis.
"Maybe there is less competition here. She is the babe of babes, in my book," Elena thought.
"O wow, check out Michaela," said Jules. "She looks good enough to eat."
The smart girl had put on a pair of heavy-duty teal panties, reinforced in the crotch for the silicone cock and balls. She looked devilishly hot with the contrast of her tan skin and the teal panties.
Jules took off the robe and stepped up to the huge window. "They're going to get a show they've never seen before."
Michaela came up behind her and kissed her nuzzled her, feeling the C Cups.
"Mmm, let's do this," said Jules. She bent over, exposing her cunt, and at the same time, her mouth latched onto Elena's pussy. While she immediately began to lap at the swamp that was Elena's cunt, Michaela entered her from behind.
"Aahhhh, my god that feels good," groaned Jules. While Michaela steadily pushed the entire Pride dildo into her, Elena scooched onto a bar stool. Jules followed her, her mouth latching onto her pussy.
Michaela, ever the joker, said,
"Look at all the people down there. They never look up." She was balls deep into Jules, who was now pushing back.
"If they did, at least some of them would see the most glorious sex. Hey people, up here!"
Jules meanwhile was having a feast at Elena's pussy. Lapping it, making all kinds of sounds, while she was getting fucked from behind.
The three were part of the world that flipped the script on women's sexual experiences. They indulged in superior lesbian sex, but without the traditional ramifications: men, babies, familial duty. They felt liberated; they were free.
Time seemed to slow down, and Michaela wanted both of them to have orgasms, for both of them were quickly sliding that way. She varied her thrusts, and her feels of Jules' breasts. After a few minutes, she gathered Jules' hair in her right hand and upped the tempo of the screwing and Jules' body welcomed it.
Elena was getting close too, as Jules knew her girlfriend well, and her big tongue scooped and scraped her pussy oh, so thoroughly. Jules had Elena on the brink. It was a matter of seconds before she erupted, with her eyes closed and her breathing heavily. Michaela loved being the orchestrator of the girls' orgasms.
The first sign came from Elena. She was in another world, although she kept one eye, barely open, on Jules and Michaela.
"Oohhhh, I'm cumming," said Elena, shutting her eyes. The others looked at her briefly, and they sensed the beginning of a big one. Her head began to rotate in circles as if she was following a butterfly. Michaela stopped thrusting for a second as Elena started to babble.
"Oh god, Jules, eat me, keep feasting on my beautiful cunt, aahhhh," she said. "You make me so happy. Aahhhh, oohhhh, muaahhhh." She began spraying Jules with her nectar on her face and hair. Jules was by now accustomed to her orgasms, but Michaela responded,
"Shit girl, you've got it goin' on. Save some of that stuff for me, Jules." Jules was still licking Elena's sex, making damn sure this was one to remember. Elena's labia were contracting and her clit exposed the little shiny helmet. After another thirty seconds or so, it proved too much, and she pushed Jules' head away saying,
"I'm done you hoe', I'm finished. I guess, unhhhh, I'll just be a voyeur. Your turn now. Phewwww."
Watching and feeling her girlfriend cum triggered Jules' orgasm. She had just scraped a bit of Elena's cum off her face and reached back for Michaela to sample it, when she felt a huge tingle.
"It's me too, Aahhhh, I'm cumming too," cried Jules. "Whatever you do, aahhhh, keep going my dear."
The view from street level would have been amazing, as all three women were totally into fucking, ravaging each other just inches from the large window.
Closing Time
When it was time for Michaela to go, our heroes were sad: they enjoyed the time with her, not just the sex. They had danced, sort of freestyle, to two of the songs on Jules' FM playlist, kissing one another, feeling the breasts and the asses. They offered their bodies to St. Louis, and one guy on the ground appreciated it. He stood, mouth agape, and reached for his cock. Sheesh.
It was so fine, they wanted a replay back in Chicago and set a date. She would bring a friend who lived in the Marina Towers to accompany her. She showed a pic of her mate and Jules said,
"A real hottie. Send her pic to us!" said Elena. "We'll have so much to look forward to." The girls were so happy, almost giddy. They had on their robes, loosely tied in front. There were still songs playing from Jules' phone.
Elena then spoke.
"Before you leave Michaela. I want you to see this," said Elena.
"Jules, I know I was very conservative at the beginning of our relationship. That was then. But this, this has been an incredible weekend. The three were fighting tears at this point. She got down right in front of her lover, on one knee. Elena produced from somewhere a small box, and Jules put her hand to her mouth, biting her finger in anticipation.
Michaela was at first wondering what was going on, but when she saw the box, she let out,
"OMG, you're doing it," said Michaela. "How glorious. I can hear angels singing. Ohhh." She pirouetted, twice.
"Jules, will you marry me?" Elena asked. "My silly little waiting period is up, and I want nothing more than to marry you if you'll have me. Please say yes. I have seen the real you, and it is unbelievable. The Cardinals game, the dinner, and now, this." She looked over at Michaela, beaming.
"I'm sorry I put you through this," said Elena.
Elena burst into tears then, and Jules said, through her own blubbering, "Yes, a thousand yesses my love. I've been on pins and needles for weeks now." She reached for her lover's face and kissed her, madly.
They slid the matching plain, golden rings onto each other's thumbs, and they fit perfectly. They both would wear them on their left thumbs.
Two weeks prior, Elena had made a paper-and-pencil drawing of Jules' thumb ring while her girlfriend was in the shower. She always took off her rings when she entered the shower. It was enough for the jeweler to design a ring to fit.
Elena got up from her knees, walked Jules over to the bed, and took off Jules' robe. For a few seconds, she was spellbound by Jules' beauty. The word that came to mind was, "perfection." Then, she took off hers, and let Jules soak her in. They only had eyes for each other.
Michaela quickly gathered her things, feeling as light as a feather. Before she left, the blonde beauty set the nine-inch Pride dildo with the wondrously shiny teal briefs, in the middle of the table, as the best gift she could give them. With it, she left two of her business cards, and a third card, upside down, with a note that said,
"That was awesome...
and I'll never forget it.
XOXOX, Michaela!
They got into bed and had the best engagement sex ever. With the Pride dildo and a lot of laughter, of course.
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