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!"