Part 4 (You should read parts 1 -3 first or this won't make much sense xx)
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Wow! Just, wow!
It's 7pm as I push the buzzer for Emma's apartment. I felt so much better after spending the afternoon asleep. I had taken a long bath and my head felt clear now the alcohol was out of my system. I'd chosen more casual clothes this evening and I wore a long, white skirt and a yellow, long sleeve top all finished off with my white shoes. The short walk from the bus stop to Emma's building had been very welcome, it was a sunny evening and the air and warmth felt refreshing on my skin. Emma's voice sounded happy on the intercom as she buzzed me in.
I felt my nerves back as I rode the elevator to the top floor. Last night had been pretty weird, I mean, we had met for a drink and a professional chat but finished up on a date which had ended in some pretty intense sex and an invite for dinner. I had not been expecting any of that but here I was. This time, I wouldn't be caught off guard and I had some underwear, deodorant and a toothbrush hidden in my bag, just in case!
The doors of the elevator opened and I stepped out onto the landing. Looking around this time, I saw the carved wood and expensive carpets. The hallway lit up yellow with the sun streaming in from the window at the end of the hall. As I walked towards Emma's door, it opened as if by magic. From around the door, Emma appeared and I was greeted by a huge smile. Any worries that I would feel awkward evaporated quickly.
I reached Emma and stopped. No words had been spoken as we seemed to just stare at each other. I felt myself feeling like I was going to melt, it was like this woman had cast a spell on me. In a split second, my heart took control of my mind and I new that I wanted Emma. Without moving my eyes, I slid my hand over her cheek and leaned forwards her, feeling electric shocks throughout my body as our lips touched. I closed my eyes and savoured the feelings, the smell and the taste of Emma.
I let our kiss linger before I pulled my head away a little. "Hello." I whispered.
"I wasn't sure you'd come back. Now I'm happy." Said Emma. "Come in."
I followed Emma through her hallway and into her kitchen where the smell of coffee and fresh salad filled the room. I looked at Emma and took her in. She was dressed in a pair of black jeans, red deck shoes and a simple light blue strappy top. She looked lovely, just as she had every time, I'd seen her.
"You look amazing." I said without even thinking about it.
Emma thanked me with a huge smile. "You know, when I first saw you in the chat room, I thought you were cute but now I know you're beautiful." I don't think anyone had ever been so nice to me.
Emma's dining table in her kitchen was next to the huge window and we sat and drank coffee and talked. Not about being escorts but about each other. We explored our past, our childhood and families. A couple of hours slipped pass easily as we slowly got to know each other. We laughed as we told each other the silly stories about the stupid stuff you do when you're young and more foolish. Emma had fallen asleep on a train and ended up in a different state,. She was more and more endearing, the more I knew about her.
As it started to get dark outside, Emma got up and brought over the food she had prepared for us. Lovely Salmon salad, with bread rolls and seasoned perfectly. Was there anything that Emma couldn't do? I asked myself. We ate our dinner and our conversation inevitably turned to our choice of careers, escorting.
Emma gave me a pretty graphic account of a meeting with a regular client which had taken place the previous week. I sat, intently listening as she explained that this man, a merchant banker, paid her $1500 to bring another girl and spend a few hours taking turns drinking with him, playing with each other while he watched and ended with both Emma and her companion allowing the guy to fuck them in their asses.
"What was it like?" I ask.
"I love it." Emma replied without a pause. "It helps that I know the guy now and he's nice but the whole thing, it's hot, what can I say." Emma shrugs.
Before I can say anything else, Emma pulls her chair closer to mine. "So, urm, are we kind of, errm, girlfriends now?" She asked me in a faltering voice as she looked at me with her big eyes.
I though for only a moment. "Yes, I think we are."
"Look, I want to be honest with you," Emma continued. "I want to keep my work as it is and for that, obviously, I'm gonna be fucking around with lots of men and women. But, so are you and I'm cool with that. I really, really, like you Clarissa, can you cope with all that?"
I had never been one for monogamy, it had never worked out for me and I didn't often feel jealous. This, however, marked a huge change for me, I had been sure that I didn't want a relationship just now but something made me want Emma.
My reply was instant. "Yes! I can cope and Emma, I want you, so, fuck it! Bring it on!"
A smile spread across Emma's face as she lit up. I felt myself glowing and we leaned into each other and began a long and deep kiss. I felt Emma open her mouth a little as we kissed and her tongue brushed my lips. Feeling her touch, I opened my mouth and let my tongue play with hers. Our tongues swirled together as we kissed and with each second I felt myself melt inside with a warmth that's impossible to describe.
After, perhaps the most perfect kiss has ended, Emma suggested moving to her lounge and listening to music as we drank some coffee. We walked from the kitchen and back down the hall to Emma's lounge. There were two big, cream coloured sofas and the same giant windows looking across the city and, ten floors up, the view was stunning. We chose some jazz and, as the music began to play we put out coffee cups on the small table and sat next to each other on the right hand sofa.
By now, it was dark outside and the city was lit up in a million lights. In our room, the lights were dim. I felt relaxed and happy as I leaned against Emma. I felt her arm snake around my shoulders as my head rested on her arm. She gently stroked my arm and shoulder as we sat still. Emma sat a little more upright and pushed me downward so that my head was in her lap. I turned around to look up at her and stretched myself out on the sofa, smiling at each other as she began to run her fingers through my hair in a gentle and loving way. I tried to remember each moment as a flood of happiness washed over me.
My eyes closed for a second and in that moment, I felt Emma's hand slide over my cheeks and down my neck, she continued to run her fingers across my chest, between my breasts and over the tight cotton of my top. I focussed on her touch as I took deeper breaths. Slowly, Emma reached the join in my clothes between my skirt and my top. Her hand expertly, slipped under my top and I breathed out hard as I felt her start to stroke my belly. By now I has opened my eyes to see her wide smiling face beaming down at me as she stroked me.
This was the first time I could remember feeling so turned on but so relaxed at the same time. I leaned my head back and Emma put her other hand on my head. She slide her hand up, under my top and traced the outline of my bra under my breasts before she used just a single finger to drag across the lace of my bra and brush my nipple. I felt my eyes open wide at this touch which sent electric shock through my whole body. Emma just smiled and began to softly stroke my nipple through my bra.
It was starting to drive me crazy, my nipples became hard and I could feel myself getting so turned on. Still Emma just looked at me. I though that if she carried on just doing this I could well orgasm, it was getting so intense.
Emma repositioned herself a little and dragged a couple of her cushions across and put next to her, behind my head.
Emma slid her hand out and said quietly. "Move up." I slid myself back so that my head now rested on the cushions and my ass was on her lap. I felt her open her legs a little to get comfortable and she turned to look up at my face as her right hand slid under my top again. Emma went right back to playing gently with my nipples.
I felt her other hand stroking my legs through my skirt, all the way down my thighs, across my knees and down my bare legs. I let out a little whimper which made her smile more. Emma slid her hand back up my leg and this time, let her hand slide under my skirt. I felt her slowly move along the top of my thigh and reach my panties. She did this several times on each leg. This time, when her hand slid up and touched my panties, her finger traced the edge down from the top of my thigh and I opened my legs as far as my skirt would allow. Emma, meanwhile, let her finger continue it's journey along the edge of my panties until she couldn't reach any further. I made a kind of "mmmhmmmm." sound.
Emma lifted her hand back up between my legs but let her fingers drag over the centre of my panties which forced me to let out an, "Ohhh, God!"
I lifted my knees up which allowed my legs to fall further apart and Emma ran her finger along the edge of my panties but this time, she hooked in her finger and gently pulled them to one side. I was biting my lip as I stared at her. She began a soft and gently brushing of my pussy lips, which were, by now, soaked. I allowed my back to arch a little but I kept looking at Emma who made sure her other hand remained in contact with my nipple.
