Jane Meets Sarah
Jane had received a call from a recruiter and the woman on the end of the line had suggested she really should go for an interview with this company as it would be an "exciting opportunity" if she landed the job. Jane had registered with an agency as she had begun to feel she should take work more seriously, and god knows, she could use more money. She hadn't told Roz, but then she didn't feel she had to; after all she had only been with her for 3 months.
Was it really only 3 months? Jane felt as though she had had more sex in the last 3 months than she had had for the previous 3 years. She and Roz met up, always at Jane's, twice a week and they spent the night having passionate sex, often for what seemed like all night. They both climaxed so many times in these encounters that both felt exhausted the next day from the lack of sleep. For the Friday sessions, it didn't matter, but for the Wednesday trysts, both really suffered the next day. Neither one of them wanted to cool it during the night as they were really into each other. Their orgasms were intense and frequent until eventually they fell asleep through sheer exhaustion. Still, there were times when Jane wished she could dial the intensity back, but she daren't say anything to Roz in case it upset her. Another thing that was beginning to slightly irritate her was that she never got invited to Roz's place. Why not? She wondered. Has she got something to hide? A boyfriend, or even another girl? Whenever she brought it up Roz mumbled something about her daughter and not wanting to "make it awkward" for her. Jane didn't press her, and she understood, sort of, but another week would pass and she would again begin to feel that perhaps she was "bit on the side", or some kind of embarrassment for Roz. She told herself that she'd really have to spend the night at her place soon, or she'd truly start to think that things aren't right. But then, as a counterpoint, she'd see the lust in Roz's eyes when she looked at her and she'd say something in that sexy, slightly accented voice of hers about where she wanted to put her tongue, or what part of Jane she liked the best, and Jane shut her doubts away and lapped up the compliments. She would then usually fall on the sexy Latina to satisfy her lust. Roz was a great lover, and Jane knew that she had more orgasms per encounter than Roz, but Jane also knew that this was because she was naturally more submissive, and Roz liked to take the lead in their lovemaking.
With these thoughts in mind Jane thought it worth trying for the new job. She wouldn't get it anyway, she was always the pessimist in these matters, so no one needed to know. It involved her getting interviewed in a different city, and as luck would have it, she had an old school friend, Christine, who lived in the same city. She hadn't seen Christine since high school, about 10 years ago. Perhaps she could kill two birds with one stone; have the interview and see her friend.
So now we find Jane checking into a nice hotel, with the company footing the bill, so she can be ready for the interview on the next day. Jane didn't want to impose on her friend by staying the night, but they had agreed to meet the next day after her interview. Christine might well have asked her to stay over, but Jane had not seen her for such a long time, and she had to admit she was a little nervous about seeing her again, particularly as their friendship had had its ups and downs. So, all she had said was she'd be in town and she hoped they could meet.
She was signing the register when she noticed a girl pass by on the other side of the lobby. A light-orange, shimmery, sleeveless minidress, shapely legs, and beige heels, then she was gone. She wheeled her small bag to the elevator and found her room on the 6th floor. She lay on the bed and closed her eyes. The girl in the orange dress, she was nice she thought. Those legs, shit, yes, very nice. She texted Roz to tell her she had arrived, she was about to mention the girl, but thought better of it. She might get jealous. Chance would be a fine thing.
She took a shower and pulled her skinny jeans on again. She wiggled her ass to get them on. They were tight and although she liked what she saw in the mirror, she contemplated going with a skirt instead, so she wasn't so constricted. She decided against changing, so she put on her cork wedge sandals and slipped a thin sweater over her head. Checking herself out in the full-length mirror, she took a few shots of herself in the mirror and then texted them to Roz, "What'd you think??"
A few minutes later the reply came in, "Yeah babe, fucking hot. Don't u dare do anything tonite, coz I'll know!!" Jane smiled; she had the confirmation she was looking for. As she travelled down in the elevator, she admired her ass in the mirrored rear of the elevator. She knew no one and had no plans, so she thought she'd get something to eat and then perhaps go to the bar and have a drink or two, then go to bed and get a good night's sleep.
After she had had a sandwich, she contemplated going to the gym, but when she saw three men obviously going there, she decided to go to the bar as she had originally planned. The last thing she needed was to be ogled by three middle-aged men in the exercise room.
The main bar was surprisingly busy, she had no idea why there so many people there. Most looked business types. A group of business colleagues were at a large table and were getting drunk. Way too much loud talking and laughter. There were a few obvious couples talking quietly and holding hands and a few who looked to be heading for a hookup. Jane scanned the room. Quite a few eyes checked her out as she did so. Her assets were enticing to anyone with a heartbeat; long curvaceous legs in her cork wedges, slim waist and beautiful medium sized breasts, the low-cut sweater showing a nice touch of cleavage. Her oval face framed by long brown hair which she periodically flicked with her head or ran her fingers through it, so it fell enticingly down between her shoulder blades. Her blue toenails and her silver, somewhat chipped, fingernails completed her look. As she walked towards the bar, she could see a few glances in her direction and a few smiles. Just before she reached the bar, she saw the orange girl, and she felt a twinge in her stomach. The strength of her desire surprised her. The girl was on her own at a small table, Jane took in her long, lean, bare legs under the table, her sandal's heels hooked over the low pedestal-like table legs.
She walked up to the girl, trying to keep her cool. "Can I join you?" Jane asked smiling, one hand nervously fingering the denim of her thigh. She brushed her hair off her face.
The girl, looked up, and said "OK, but I'm expecting someone soon. There are other places you know." Jane was rather taken aback with the slightly offhand response, but she had to admit there was perhaps something rather weird about her picking this complete stranger at this table to sit with when there quite a few empty tables. Jane flushed, but with relief she realized no one would notice in the dim light. She's probably waiting for someone, I bet. Oh well.
"Oh, OK, I can sit somewhere else," she didn't want to, but was about to move on when the girl said, "You can sit, just don't quite know why you picked me."
Jane smiled nervously. "Because you looked lonely?" Jane sat down opposite, and their knees touched under the table. "Sorry," she said, but she wasn't. She felt a pulse of excitement.
"Can I get you a drink?"
"No, thanks, I've got one."
"I could get you another."
"No, really. Get yourself one, you look like you need it". The girl took a swig from her glass and shifted in her seat. A flash of bare thigh and knee as she crossed her leg. Jane ordered a vodka and tonic from the server, who was perhaps a little too solicitous. Jane thanked him and paid when it arrived.
"He was all over you", the girl said.
Jane acted innocent, "Was he? Can't say I noticed."
"Believe me, he was." Jane took a drink and looked more carefully at the girl. She wanted her even more now that she could examine her. She had short, blond, pixie-cut hair, striking steely-gray eyes and she was very pale. Like a sexy, perfect, alabaster statue, Jane thought to herself. She looks great in that dress. It was a light orange, sleeveless minidress with an interesting metallic sheen that made its color change subtly depending on its orientation to the light. It was just perfect on her. So overpoweringly sexy. Nicely toned arms and an elegant neck. Rather flat chested, perhaps, but everything else more than made up for it. She was showing plenty of bare leg. And what legs they were in those pumps. Jane wanted to eat every part of her.
Jane tried again. "You look like you keep fit, have you tried the gym here?"
"No, I'm not staying here, I'm working."
"I thought about going to the gym but decided not to bother". Jane squirmed at her feeble comment. Jesus, this girl is hard work. "You're working? How come?"
The girl gave Jane a long look with those intense gray eyes. "Do you think it normal I come to this bar dressed like this on a weekday, on my own, if I am not coming for some other purpose?"
"Looking for love?" Jane's smile seemed not to help. "Um, OK, well, I guess not." Jane paused and decided a compliment might help. "If you were, that is, looking for love, it might work...shit, I mean you just look very good in that dress I gotta say."
The girl gave a slight smile, "You're a bit slow. I'm an escort, I thought you would have twigged. I'm not here for pleasure, so you can stop trying to get to know me. I'm not interested. Yeah, and don't shout out about me either, or they'll chuck me out. They don't know me here, or they might already have done so."
Jane's mouth fell open and she blushed at her innocence. Of course, hence the sexy dress and heels and on her own. She was very classy though. She summoned her courage.
"They'd be dumb if they did. Chuck you out, I mean. You're the main attraction here as far as I'm concerned". Jane smiled what she hoped was enticingly. The girl gave the kind of look that implied deep boredom with such an obviously insincere comment. She wasn't to know that Jane really meant it.
"Yes, right, whatever", the girl said. "So, there's no need to feel you have to talk to me, that's all". She shrugged her lovely, bare shoulders. Jane noticed the thin, silver choker around her neck. God, she's really hot. What a package, she thought.
"Do you, um, go with women?"
"Not so far. Never come up".
"Really? I bet you'd get lots of takers." The girl smiled but was silent. Again the "that's so crass" look passed over her face, and she ran her fingers through her short, straight hair, the bracelets on her wrist tinkled.
Jane had to ask, "Would you, if someone could pay?"
"What's up with you?" Jane thought she saw a trace of a smile. "Are you serious? I don't know the answer to that, I've never really thought about it." For the first time the girl seemed unsure of herself. Jane noticed the girl's feet shifted uneasily under the table. Even her pedicured feet are beautiful, she thought. Roz would want to suck her toes. She had a thing about feet, she was always putting Jane's feet in her mouth during their sex sessions, it seemed to turn her on incredibly. Jane never quite got it, still this girl's feet...maybe they were something a bit special. Jane would pay if she could get that hot bod, but the thought of paying for something she could usually get just by using her own charms didn't seem right. "Everyone likes me don't they," Jane thought, "surely..."
"How about if it was me?" Jane whispered seductively, and she put her hand on the girl's knee under the table. The girl's hand closed over hers and gently pulled it away. Jane could feel the girl's bracelets. The girl moved back on the bench revealing her toned white thighs.
"You couldn't afford me, even if I agreed."
"Well, I certainly wouldn't pay unless we got to sleep together. You're beautiful, but I'm not made of money."
"You really would want me for a night?" The girl seemed genuinely surprised.
"Fuck yes, of course, why not? How about more than one?" Jane smiled and swooshed her long hair, hoping it had its usual effect. "Actually, how about for a week?"
The girl was about to say something but was silent. The stranger sitting opposite was definitely hitting on her. Why me, she thought? The girl thought carefully, and suddenly she started to notice Jane as someone other than the woman who was disturbing her down time. She realized that the brunette was exceptionally beautiful. Actually, that was not quite enough of a superlative to describe her. She was confused. "Right, no doubt it's cos "I'm beautiful", or something", she said, "Jesus you are persistent, I'll say that for you."
Before the girl said anything more Jane said. "You're probably right, I almost certainly can't afford you, and you're probably not in any shape or form interested in me. What a shame, I", Jane felt embarrassed, "I really seem to like you, so much more than..." Jane petered out. She was going to say, "so much more than she could explain", but she didn't want to come on too strong, and she had to admit that her attraction to the girl was extraordinarily intense and she was confused as to why she had such an effect on her. She already had a hot minx at home, and she was not the type of girl who wanted to sleep with any attractive dyke she met. Fuck she's not even into women, why the hell would she be?
The girl stood up, the shimmery dress clinging to her curves. My god, those legs. Jane ran her fingers on the back of the girl's knee. She shifted, the muscles in her thigh twitched as she moved to avoid Jane's fingers. "I gotta go, I have "my date" to meet".
Jane looked and felt disappointed. "Look, I can't pay, but if you want, why not come to my room, 603 later, if you're around? It would be fun. I really like you. You're absolutely stunning. If you're not into women then don't come, but perhaps you'd like to give it a try...with me?" She felt desperate and equally desperately was trying not to show it.
The girl's face showed her indecision. A flicker of a smile passed her over dark red, lip sticked lips. Did her tongue lick those even teeth, or was Jane imagining it? "Hmm", the girl continued to think, but said nothing. She took a step closer. Jane put out her hand and caught the girl's. She squeezed it; the girl's bracelets tingled against her wrist. Jane wanted to kiss her right there, in front of everyone, and she wanted to do it really badly. Her other hand was on the girl's hip, and she pulled her gently, wanting her, needing those red lips against hers, to kiss every part of her until she was screaming for release. Those gray eyes were looking into Jane's with an extraordinary intensity, so light, so striking. Like a cat, Jane thought. "You're so beautiful..." Jane whispered trying to keep some resemblance of cool.
The girl extracted her hand and took a step back. Jane loved the way she moved. Jeez those legs, she thought. She felt she was choking with lust. The girl spoke softly, "Umm, I don't know...I'll think about it. Thanks for the compliments...I think...I'm not sure what I think really. I've really got to be going. Bye-bye". She moved her hand in a sort of truncated, small wave and then she turned and walked away, Jane tried to store the memory of her walking away in case she never saw her again. That sexy body in that sexy dress. Those luscious legs. Jane admired her ass swaying as she moved, walking in her heels as if she were on a catwalk. "Fuck, I blew that", she thought to herself, her mood changing from excitement to crushing disappointment in the second or so it took for her to hear the girl's answer. "Or non-answer", thought Jane, "I bet I never see her again." Jane felt stupid.
Jane finished her drink and went to the lobby. The girl was getting into a black limousine with some guy. She didn't look much happier than when she had been talking to Jane. He looked made up, though. Jane would too if she were him with her on his arm, she thought. I hate him. If she's that gloomy she wouldn't be much fun as an escort she thought to herself as she returned to her room. Maybe she's great in bed. The thought made her really irritated. She got to her room, stripped, showered and lay on the bed naked. That damn girl she thought, shades of Sophie who rejected her a few months ago. She kept thinking of the girl and fantasized about those toned legs wrapping around her as she licked her pussy. She started to masturbate and came quickly. She then fantasized about Roz, the girl, and the one-who-got-away, Sophie. This time her climax was even more intense. She watched TV for a couple hours, and began to feel tired, but she stayed up. She was still hoping the girl would come, but she thought it was unlikely. Did she even remember her room number? At midnight she switched off the light and, naked under the sheets, she tried to sleep, but couldn't.
The knock on the door was soft, and Jane thought she imagined it, but there it was again. She leapt out of bed and opened the door on its latch, hiding her nakedness behind the door.
"Hi, I decided to come after all", the girl said, looking amazing. The toned arms, those amazing athletic legs, that thin orange dress that showed off her sporty, almost boyish body. The sexy sandals that displayed her red, nicely pedicured toes. Oh my god, Jane thought, I get her after all. A jolt of adrenaline ran through her. Jane opened the door fully and the girl saw Jane's amazing hard body. "Woah", she said, "you have a fantastic figure". She took a couple of steps forward, one foot in front of the other, model style. Jane grabbed her free hand and pulled her into the room.
Jane closed the door behind her, and the two women embraced, the girl's clutch falling to the floor. Their tongues met. In her heels the girl was a few inches taller than Jane. Jane pressed her up against the door and, as she kissed her, she had her hand under the girl's orange dress and was fingering her pussy through tiny, thong panties. "Sexy panties, fuck you are hot," Jane said as she pulled her towards the bed. Jane sat down on the edge of the mattress and the girl stepped on either side of Jane's naked thighs.
"I didn't think you'd come," Jane said as her hands swept up the girl's thighs, "but I'm so glad you did, I was fucking you in my dreams". Jane's hands cupped her tight ass under the minidress, and she started to pull the black thong down. The girl's well manicured fingers started on Jane's breasts and she twirled and rubbed Jane's nipples until they were erect and hard. Jane moaned and the girl let out an erotic gasp when Jane's fingertips slipped in between her buttocks and touched her slit. "Oh, ooo!" She cried. Jane put her arms around the girl's hips and pulled her groin and thighs up against her breasts. The girl transferred her hands to Jane's shoulders to keep her balance. Jane slipped to her knees in between the girl's legs and pulled the thong down some more until it was just a thin strip of cotton stretched under her buttocks. "Come here, I'm going to make you cum". The girl was standing astride Jane, her legs apart. Jane pushed the hem of the dress up and the girl held it out out of the way revealing her sexy slit just in front of Jane's lips. A touch of well-trimmed, light-colored hair set off the girl's sex which was red and wet with sexual anticipation. "Fuck, I've wanted this ever since I first saw you", Jane whispered. Her hands felt the girl's ass and thighs. "You are totally hot; I'm going to taste you". Jane's tongue and lips started on the girl's sex, while she caressed the hard, shapely, marble-like thighs.
"Oh fuck, oh god, oh please, oh ooo," the girl started to cry out as Jane licked and slid her tongue into the wet slit. The girl was trembling, and she started to move up and down on Jane's tongue as she felt the pleasure surge in her pussy. Jane soon judged the girl was about to climax, tasting the girl's juices in her mouth. The girl held Jane's head pressed against her streaming pussy. She came with a loud gasp as Jane held tight onto her legs and Jane felt the girl's thighs tighten around her head and shoulders as she trembled with the torrent of sexual release. The girl flopped on the bed, her dress rucked up around her waist, and Jane stood up and started to unzip it. Jane pulled the dress and the thong down over the girl's legs, over her beige heels, and then threw them on the chair. Seeing her now completely naked, except for her shoes aroused Jane all the more and she leapt on top of the hard flesh. The two women's bodies intertwined, Jane's pert breasts pushing down on the girl's shapely back, as she lay over her. Jane's thighs were holding the girl's abdomen and the escort squirmed as she felt Jane's ass and pussy against the small of her back. As she sat astride the sexy, hard body Jane reached behind her and started fingering the girl's dripping slit. The girl writhed in pleasure and started to moan as Jane pushed first one and then two fingers into the red, aroused pussy. The girl's legs swung up and a spiky heel grazed her arm. Jane leant back, her abdominal muscles tense, and she pumped her fingers in and out of the girl's oozing slit.
The woman was in a world of lust. She didn't know whether it was Jane's fingers pushing and stimulating her labia and clitoris, or whether it was feeling Jane's hard thighs gripping her sides and hips and the wetness of the pussy that was pressing into small of her back that was driving her fast towards a massive climax. A second later she had a crashing orgasm so intense she seemed to see a myriad of colors exploding in front of her eyes. Jane lay on top of her, holding her as she came and kissing the back of her neck and her pale blonde hair.
Jane rolled off her and lay beside her. The girl undid the buckles and kicked off her shoes and hooked her leg over Jane's. Jane smiled at her and the girl smiled back. "That's the first real smile I've seen from you. Perhaps you really don't get enough?"
"Well, perhaps. I certainly usually don't get to screw someone who looks like you", she said laying her hand on Jane's love mound and passing her fingers over the wet labia. The fingers found Jane's clit and she began to tweak and press it, eliciting moans of pleasure from Jane. "Oh, god, please don't stop", Jane gasped. Then it dawned on her. "You know I don't know your name?"
"Oh god you're right. I'm Sarah. My, you are really wet!"
She really is beautiful Jane thought, I'm the lucky one here. "Hi Sarah," they both smiled at each other, "I'm Jane."
"Well, I'm certainly not Tarzan", laughed Sarah, "although I think he would have liked to do what I'm doing to you now". Her fingers felt Jane's pussy lips, rolling and then using a nail to probe Jane's clit. Then, while she manipulated the streaming slit, she rolled a nipple around in her mouth, feeling the luscious creature tense in excitement.
"Oh Sarah, fuck, you're going to make me cum!" Jane arced her body as Sarah's fingers worked on her pussy, "Oh, please, my god, yes, yes..." Jane's hard body stiffened and Sarah slid on top of her and, as she climaxed, Sarah's mouth closed over Jane's lips and her strong arms held her tight, their nipples squashing together as Jane quivered in ecstasy.
When Jane recovered, she and Sarah lay together holding each other. Jane moved her leg in between Sarah's firm thighs, her tanned skin sliding against Sarah's wet sex. Sarah shivered in pleasure and she started to slide up and down Jane's thigh, rubbing herself until she was about to explode. Sarah was a sight to see, her tight round ass moving up and down, her thigh muscles prominent as she pushed and pulled her hot body, exciting herself at each movement. Jane pushed her thigh hard into the wet pussy, and as Sarah got more and more excited and closer to orgasm, she too got more and more turned on. Sarah's perfect pale body was just so hot, and Jane loved the wetness on her thigh and the slinky sensation like a wet sponge being rubbed on her leg as her pussy slid up and down. Sarah's moans were also arousing her, she was clearly really into Jane's stunning body, and the obvious effect her naked body was having on Sarah turned Jane on still further in a kind of autoerotic feedback. Then Sarah came hard, crying out in a gasping moan of release. Scarcely had she recovered than she got to her knees, her athletic, lissom body glowing with the heat of her exertions and her thighs shiny with an intoxicating mix of perspiration and Jane's sexual juices. She bent over Jane and smiling whispered, "Jane you are sexiest chick I've ever had anything to do with. I just fucking love your titties, come here you sexy bitch."
Jane shivered in anticipation. "Well, you've perked up Miss Sarah. When I was trying to get you interested in the bar, you reminded me of some kind of," she thought for a moment, "sexy android, all looks but no emotion." Sarah's sucked and rolled Jane's hard nipples in between her fingers eliciting moans of delight.
"Well, yes, perhaps I was, but in my line of work I've got be careful, I can't sleep with who I want just like that. I've gotta get the money, and, well, you should see some of the people who want me. I knew you would never pay for me. Why the fuck would you? You're so gorgeous. You could probably get anyone, and everyone interested in you." Sarah moved behind Jane and cupped her breasts, kissing her long brown hair. "Fuck, you have beautiful tits, I wish mine were like yours".
"Oh Sarah, keep doing that. Ooh, yes, yes!", Sarah's other hand was on Jane's ass, and her fingers were now sliding over her slit from the back, the tips of her fingers penetrating the warm, wet pussy. "Everyone was checking you out in the bar. I saw them, and I saw you immediately, in that fucking hot dress and those sexy shoes," Jane moaned as Sarah's fingers found her clit.
"Jane you are a real tease, I wish I had a strapon to fuck you like a man, but I don't. Bend over babe". Jane felt Sarah gently pushing her shoulders down, so she obliged, thrusting her ass up. Sarah's elbows were in between Jane's shapely calves as she started to lick Jane's dripping sex. Soon Jane was in ecstasy, and her excitement got to a fever pitch when Sarah's hand passed in front of Jane's thigh and she started to manipulate Jane's pussy, sucking and exploring her labia and clitoris with her fingers. Three fingers entered Jane, twisting and stretching her wet cunny and Sarah's thumb pushed and twisted her slippery clit, her probing tongue flashing over the streaming sex.
"Oh yeah, cum baby, cum!" Sarah cried as the hard body tensed under her expert touch as it approached climax. Jane gasped and cried out as she orgasmed, a pulse of electricity filling her whole body. Sarah pumped her fingers in and out of her slit and Jane bucked and squirmed as the climax passed through her.
The two women lay next to each other, their lean bodies damp with sweat and sexual juices. Jane's legs wrapped around Sarah, holding her tight. Sarah kept gently fingering Jane's stiff nipples. She really had a thing for Jane's beautiful tits. Medium sized, perfectly shaped, hard and lovely. Jane suddenly thought of Roz and realized she hadn't texted her again. She wondered whether Roz would understand about Sarah, I bet she'd fuck her too given half the chance, but still, how would she feel if she cheated on her?
It was 1:00 in the morning. "Shit, I have a job interview tomorrow, we should get some sleep, let's have a shower."
"Perhaps I'll tell your interviewer what we got up to tonight. See how he'll like that," Sarah laughed, and she squeezed Jane's ass cheek.
"If he saw you, he'd probably give you the job, specially if you were dressed like tonight". Jane said. She thought it likely the interviewer would prefer Sarah to her. Fuck, she is strangely, powerfully, attractive.
"Only if he's a sexist asshole; anyway the "he" may be female." Jane realized she didn't know who it would be, even though she had the email on her phone. She'd need to look. The fact that she didn't know she felt was a bad sign. She really should know.
"True, but being a woman doesn't mean anything these days, you're here with me after all," Jane gently ran her nails over Sarah's slit which had the pleasing result of making her moan in pleasure. She extracted herself from Sarah's limbs and started the shower. "Come in with me?" she asked Sarah, who was lying on her back, one calf lying over her shin, her wet slit, flat stomach, and strong thighs catching the light from the open bathroom door. Jane wanted to fuck her again.
Sarah, looking at Jane, said, "Yes, indeed, I'm looking forward to soaping you and your pussy." They got into the shower and found that there was not really room for two, so they washed themselves separately, but as one washed, the other stood outside and masturbated looking at the hot soapy body of the other. Both came very quickly when their turn came.
Sarah finished, cleaned her teeth using Jane's toothbrush and dried herself off, then went back to the bedroom, where she found Jane tucked up in bed. "You are beautiful, Jane, just stunning, I mean look at you". Jane smiled and lifted the sheets to invite her in, the hard tanned body, and the shapely legs dark against the white sheets. Sarah felt herself getting aroused yet again. She got in beside her.
"I've got to leave early in the morning, I'm afraid, or my manager will be pissed, he will assume I had a client all night, anyway".
"I don't know how you can do it, to think of you and..." Jane was indeed baffled and jealous.
"Jane, you know I've been doing this for 2 years and I've never slept with a client. I'm not a whore, I'm just someone people pay to have a girl on their arm for a night. It's good money."
"Sorry, I just assumed,"
"Yeah, people always do, that's why I'm a bit touchy about it."
"Still, I bet you get asked all the time. Fuck, I'd ask."
"I know, they do, and you did, you sexy, forward hussy." Sarah smiled and they kissed and cuddled up together. "Now before we fuck again, tell me about you and yours." Clearly neither of the women were going to get much sleep.
Jane was awoken by Sarah's hand on her breast, and a kiss on the lips. "I think it's time for you to get up."
"What time is it?" She asked.
"7:30, don't you have an interview today?"
Jane smiled assent. "Fuck, you look hot, you're not leaving me now, are you?" Sarah was dressed, she looked beautiful and, considering the night they had, fresh.
"Gotta love you and leave you. They won't be all that happy I spent the night but got no payment." Jane sat up in bed. Firm, bare tits and erect nipples. Sarah wanted her.
"Sit down, don't go", Jane grasped her hand and pulled her down, so she sat on the edge of the bed, her dress sliding up revealing her enticing thighs. "Fucking come here," Jane pulled her close and they kissed, their lips sucking, tongues exploring.
"Jane, Jane, oh god, what am I going to do about you?"
Jane's hand caressed Sarah's pale thigh. "Nothing don't go. Stay and have breakfast with me, we'll get room service, I need you." Sarah lay down beside her and Jane's hand slid under her dress, and her fingers touched her labia. "I can tell you don't want to leave me, you're all wet."
"Oh, ooh, Jane, no, I gotta, uh, oh my god, you'll make me cum again, please, no." Sarah took one of Jane's nipples in her mouth and bit it gently with her teeth. Jane moaned and felt wetness rush to her sex. Sarah got astride Jane and pushed a bare knee into Jane's moistening pussy.
"Ohh, yes", she cried as the knee pressed her clit and red labia. Jane's fingers travelled up the smooth thigh, and entered Sarah's slit, pushing aside the sexy thong panties. They were still damp. Her fingers penetrated deep into the slippery vagina, and Sarah moaned sexily.
"Fuck Sarah, I'm going to make you explode, fucking come here," Jane's lust was extreme, she wanted to fuck this gorgeous creature, in her sexy dress, that sexy ass, those hot legs, she wanted to fuck everything she could on her, make her cry with pleasure. She grabbed hold of Sarah's short blonde hair, and pulling the blonde locks, she forced the girl backwards off her. Sarah's gray eyes expressed pleasure and surprise in equal measure. The knees came up and once Sarah's ass was back flat on the bed, Jane pulled her ankles and then pushed her long shapely legs up as she lay on her back. Jane was now on her knees and she held Sarah's legs, Sarah's strong calves up against her shoulders and her toned thighs pressed against Jane's abs, her sexy ankles brushing the side of her head, the 4-inch heels of Sarah's sandals pointing straight up at the ceiling. Jane's erect nipples pressed against the back of the girl's legs.
Jane held onto the girl's beige heels and she licked the bare calf, and then the back of a leg, her tongue and lips traveling down, past the knee, her hand caressing the thigh as her lips slithered down the inside of Sarah's thigh, while pushing the long legs forward with her hands. Sarah scooted back on the bed but realized too late that she was off the end and she slid off headfirst, but stopped herself sliding further, her head on the floor and her ass on the bed. Jane, quick as a flash, grabbed her hips and held her, and slid herself so she was sitting on the end of bed, with Sarah's shoulders on the floor, and Sarah's bare legs against her chest, with her thong and hips in between Jane's naked thighs. Sarah's dress had fallen down revealing her sexy stomach. She was completely under Jane's power. Her hands held on to Jane's ankles. "Oh god, Jane, do what you want to me."
"I intend to, beautiful", she said. Sarah opened her legs and Jane started to finger fuck her slowly, first gently with one finger, then two, a slow rhythm at first, but gaining speed. With her other hand and her thighs, she held kept a hold of those hot legs that kept waving around as Sarah got more and more excited. By the time a third finger had joined the other two in the dripping pussy, Sarah was moaning and crying, her legs and ass gyrating. "Fuck me, fuck me, yes like that," Sarah's cried as she approached release. "Jane for god's sake, yes, yes, I want to taste you, ohh".
Jane's fingers were grinding in and out at some speed, and the gorgeous woman beneath was about to explode, the girl's thong was wet with her pussy juice, and Jane herself felt like her own sex was dripping over the floor and on the girl beneath her. She rubbed her streaming slit up one or other of Sarah's legs until she too was about to cum. Sarah was trembling and gasping, on the edge. Jane extricated herself from the legs, and they flicked down onto the bed, her high heels gouging into the pile of sheets at the end of the bed. Jane knelt over Sarah's head and licked her wet, swollen slit, her hand on the hard ass cheeks, her tongue sliding and probing the intricate folds of Sarah's pussy.
"Fuck yes, YES, I'm coming, oh god YES", Sarah felt the tension build and she reached up in between the thighs that now were over her head, and her tongue lashed at Jane's sex, Jane gasped, and her hamstrings tightened as she also approached climax. They came only a few seconds apart. Sarah lifting her ass and thrusting her minge onto Jane's face and tongue, and Jane, as she climaxed, opened her thighs and pressed her wet pussy onto that beautiful face, Sarah's tongue seemed to penetrate deep into her body drawing out the orgasm, until she shuddered and shook in a paroxysm of pleasure.
They rested there for a couple of minutes. Jane's minge resting on or just above Sarah's mouth, and Jane gently licking Sarah's pussy her fingers running over Sarah's buttocks. "Hot bubble butt," Jane whispered, her climax dying away.
Once their lust subsided Jane got off her knees and helped Sarah up. Sarah smiled as the completely naked Jane helped Sarah straighten her dress, pulling the hem down and flattening the creases. Jane smoothed the sparkly material over Sarah's round ass and patted it. "Anyone tell you you have a great butt?" She asked laughing. "Look whose talking!" Sarah replied and she slapped Jane's hard, pert derriere.
"Sit on the bed, and I'll bring my brush" Sarah sat on the bed and Jane brushed her pale blonde hair. Sarah knew she would never have her hair done by another naked woman, well certainly no one as utterly desirable as Jane. Both felt the eroticism of the situation. Sarah kissed her as she stood, naked, in front of her. "Thanks, so much for last night, that was amazing, but I really can't stay, much as I'd like to".
Jane's lips contacted hers, and Sarah put her arms around Jane's hips, pulling her close. The scent of sex and soap was intoxicating. Sarah stood up and they continued to embrace each other, still kissing. "I need to wear my shoes to be the same height as you", Jane said as she looked into those gray eyes. Sarah thought Jane was the most stunning creature she had seen for a long time, with her soft brown eyes. Jane's dark hair flowing down over her back was soft and luxuriant under her embrace.
Sarah broke away and picked up her small clutch bag that she had dropped the night before in their first passionate coupling. She took out a card and gave it to Jane. "Sorry, I feel like a Japanese businessman, with the card..."
Jane smiled and read it. "Sarah Evesham, Ivy League-educated companion for your special event". This was followed by a phone number and an email. Before Jane could ask whether this would really be a number where she could actually call her in person, Sarah said, slightly embarrassed, "Don't use them, though, as they'll think you're a client." She gave Jane another number. "I really want you to call me, so please do. We have to keep in touch, I'm already missing you". She took out her phone. "Photo?"
"Want me like this, or with clothes?" Jane posed, hand on hip, one leg in front of the other, head back, a big smile on her face.
"Fuck, yes, like that, my god J you are so hot", Jane turned side on, and gave a sultry stare, tensing her thighs and calves, her shoulders back, breasts thrust out, nipples erect. Sarah took as many shots as she could. "I won't share them, I promise, but I may use them...for my own indecent purposes", they both giggled. Jane got her phone out, and Sarah lent against the wall and smoldered, one leg bent, heel on the wall, her sexy thigh displayed, hands and shoulders flat against the wall, her eyes with their best come hither look. Jane took a whole set, they kissed, feeling the heat of their bodies as they held each other close.
Jane felt rotten. She wanted to be with Sarah, not on her own here, nor did she even care about seeing Christine, she even forgot about Roz. "I'm really going to miss you, I think I..." she wanted to say, "I love you", but she felt embarrassed and thought Sarah might give her another of her somewhat withering "crass comment" looks. Sarah saw Jane was genuinely upset. She unclipped her silver choker and pressed it into Jane's hand and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.
"Here have this, as a memento, I'll really miss you too." Sarah meant it; Jane was something else. The proximity of her nude body was beginning to affect her again, interfering with her reason. "We can keep in touch, I'll text you. You'll do the same to me?"
"Yes, of course. I'll come out with you," Jane got the robe from the bathroom. Her tanned complexion contrasted with the white robe. "Be careful. Your work, it's not right; not for you."
Sarah shushed Jane, "Don't worry about me, I know what I'm doing."
Jane accompanied her out to the elevator, and after the button was pressed, patted Sarah's ass, feeling it's contours under the thin dress. "Look after yourself. Think of me." The elevator doors opened, and Sarah got in, her heels clicking on the floor.
"Bye-bye, thanks for everything", she said as the doors closed. Jane went back to her room. She felt deep sadness and a real sense of loss. She told herself it was stupid. She had not known Sarah for even a day. Still, what a night, she thought. I think I love her.