I kind of designed this story to be the first part of a series, but it never really developed...Who knows, I might go back to writing it someday. Please send feedback so I know if you enjoy it.
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Ashley Judd was suffering from a case of anxiety like she had never felt before. Here she was with a $100 million grossing movie in the bank and all of Hollywood falling over themselves to make a deal with her and all she could feel was fear.
Of course this was a different type of fear then she'd ever felt before. It wasn't "Am I going to give a bad performance?" or "Is everyone going to be looking up my dress at the Oscars this year?" or even "Is Momma right and the Devil is coming for my soul?" This was another type of fear. It was a type of fear that latched onto your doubts and tried to talk you out of things you wanted to do.
And Ashley wanted this...she knew that much. She was about to start on a new path in her life, one that was entirely alien and mysterious to her, and she desperately wanted to take that first big step.
Her fear kept telling her not to, that she'd be discovered...humiliated...gossiped about...and maybe even blacklisted by the elite decision makers in Hollywood. But this was something she wanted so badly that the fear made her feel almost giddy with excitement.
In fact, it was the fear that indicated to her that she was making the right choice. If we weren't afraid of new things, then what was the point?
For such a long time it would never have entered Ashley's mind to ever seek out, much less ever visit a place like The Boutique. But a friend of hers had made an appointment and had come back raving about it. She had told Ashley that she had loved every second of it and that she couldn't wait to go back.
This perked Ashley's interest slightly, because her friend was not the type to build things up like that without reason. And that got her thinking that if her friend had liked it so much, maybe she should try it too. It wasn't something she seriously entertained, it was just a thought and nothing more. But she made the mistake of sharing her curiosity with her friend. Her friend loved that idea right away and then spent the next few weeks wearing down Ashley's considerable resistance to it.
Ashley quickly got sick of her friend's constant coaxing for her to make an appointment at The Boutique, but she was also getting more and more curious. She had never thought of herself as the type of person that went to a place like that, but her friend hadn't been either. Soon Ashley found herself thinking about it more and more. The idea still seemed ridiculous, but it was also getting harder and harder for her to dismiss it out of hand. The more she ran it over in her head, the more appealing the prospect sounded.
Some nights Ashley would find herself awake and thinking it over. She had always thought that the sleepless nights where the little voices in your head mulled over your problems and concerns were the times when your thought process was clearest. These would be the times when she found it hardest to talk herself out of doing something like this. After a few nights of these silent but deafening debates in her head, she found it impossible to deny her curiosity to try something like this out, just to see what it was like.
For Ashley, it was just so deliciously forbidden. It was just another way of thumbing your nose at those who sought to deny people pleasure in their lives. A piece of the forbidden fruit was being handed to her and it was not easy to just refuse it. The excitement of trying something new, and the curiosity a situation like this created, were finally too much for Ashley and she broke down and told her friend to make her an appointment at The Boutique.
The day of the appointment, Ashley's inner voices tried to come up with a thousand reasons why she should just blow it off and forget she had ever heard of The Boutique. But she pressed on, wanting to try this out, to see if she liked it, to see where this path would lead her. Maybe it would be a huge mistake, in which case she'd just try to do her best to forget about it. But if it was anything like her friend had described it, then it could just maybe be the best thing that ever happened to her.
Her heart pounding, Ashley drove to the address her friend had given her. The route took her to some of the richest areas of Beverly Hills where having more money then you would ever know what to do with was as natural to life as breathing was. Finally, Ashley found the house she was looking for. It was a beautiful mansion where you would ordinarily expect some kind of media mogul to live. A valet took Ashley's car and, after taking a deep breath, she walked through the door and down the new path.
"Can I help you?" a woman from behind a desk said as Ashley walked in.
"Yes...yes...I have an appointment..." Ashley managed to stammer out. She was usually so sure of herself, but in this environment she was so raw that she literally had no idea how to react to anything.
"Do you have a card?" the woman then asked.
"Yes...I do," Ashley said, relieved that this was something she knew was coming. All clients of The Boutique had to show their appointment card, the owners didn't like surprises. Ashley then gave the women a white, laminated card with a blue rose on it. This was met with approval and Ashley nervously waited for the next step. The woman at the desk didn't seem to recognize her, and it was just as well.
Ashley was skittish enough about coming here without someone making a big deal about her movie star status.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Ashley, her exchange with the receptionist was being watched upstairs on a video monitor.
"Wow! I wasn't sure if she really would show!" one woman, wearing glasses and holding a ledger, remarked as she watched Ashley on the monitor.
"I knew she would," the other remarked. "We offer an irresistible service. Hold down the fort, Susan, I'm going to greet this one personally."
Ashley was trying not to fidget as she waited. Everything had gone smoothly so far, but now she wasn't sure what was coming next.
About a minute later, the answer to that question was provided when Ashley saw a statuesque blonde walking toward her.
"Ashley? Hi, my name is Dyanna and I'm the owner of The Boutique, it's so good to meet you," the blonde woman said as she grasped Ashley's hand and shook it gently.
"I've heard so much about this place," Ashley remarked. "I must admit I was a little nervous about coming here."
"Well we're going to put all your fears to rest," Dyanna stated,
"We are the best and we treat all of our clients with complete confidentiality."
"That's good to know," Ashley admitted. Dyanna was starting to relax her with her friendly demeanor and Ashley was starting to notice how her black dress was having trouble keeping her generous form inside. To Ashley's eyes it seemed as if Dyanna's large breasts were about to rip out of the top of her dress.
Ashley also noticed that the size of Dyanna's breasts were at odds with her slim waist. They can't be real, the actress thought to herself. I wonder what it would be like to touch them? But Ashley quickly chided herself and pushed that thought out of her mind.
"Well please, let me show you to your room," Dyanna said as she placed her hand on Ashley's back, noticing the rush of nerves and slight jolt of desire in the actress as she did that. "I think you'll be very pleased with what we've selected for you."
"I'm sure I will be," Ashley lamely replied. She didn't know what to say, but she did know this was exciting her. She also knew she didn't want Dyanna to take her hand away, not just yet.
"Here you are," Dyanna said as she opened up a door and led Ashley into a very comfortable bedroom. It was very basic, but also very warm and intimate.
"We find this is the best place to start off first timers," Dyanna explained. "Now just relax and Jennifer will be with you shortly."
With that Dyanna left the room and Ashley kind of just popped down on the bed, unsure of her next move. How was she supposed to relax when this was so exciting and scary all at once? Ashley tapped her foot on the ground, impatient to see what was going to happen next.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the door opened again and a young blonde, clad only in a robe, entered. Ashley judged her to be 23 or 24, she looked just like a typical California girl, like someone that walked straight out of a Beach Boys song. She was gorgeous and Ashley's heart skipped a little beat.
"Hi, I'm Jennifer, but you can call me Jenny," the girl sunnily introduced herself. "You must be Ashley. It's so good to meet you."
"Thanks," Ashley replied as she took a deep breath before speaking again. "Listen, I've never done anything like this before. I'm not quite sure what I'm supposed to do."
"Well the first thing you need to do is relax," Jenny instructed. "This is going to be a lot of fun."
"Okay." Ashley agreed, trying to stop her mind from racing.
"And the next thing you can do is get out of those clothes," Jenny stated as she gestured at Ashley's fully dressed state. "Do you want me to turn around or something?" Jenny prided herself at being able to calm a nervous first timer like Ashley so obviously was.
"No, no I'm fine," Ashley insisted as she felt a jolt of excitement at the prospect of undressing for this stranger. She took a deep breath and began unbuttoning her blouse. She was actually doing this! She could barely believe it, but she was going for it!
Ashley stripped off her blouse and revealed her lacy, cream-colored bra. She looked up at Jenny, as if wanting her to say something. But the girl remained silent. Instead Ashley saw the hunger in her eyes. This was turning her on! And Ashley had to admit that it was doing the same to her. Seeing the sexual heat Jenny was beginning to feel only encouraged her further and she continued her mini striptease.
After dropping her shoes off her feet, Ashley unbuttoned the top of her slacks and let them drop off her body. Socks went next and soon the actress was standing only in her matching bra and panties. She shifted slightly, embarrassed to be exposed like this.
