Amber looked at her bed in shocked disbelief. Her sheets were fucking soaked. After getting back to her temporary house, she masturbated and made herself cum more times than she could count. Amber always liked to give herself multiple orgasms, but something unusual happened when she tried to go to sleep that night. She was so curious and excited by everything going on... The image of Ms. V's beautiful body was racing through her mind. Amber had no idea what tomorrow held for her, she felt like a little kid trying to sleep on Christmas Eve. She had mixed feelings about the situation...the money, Ms. V's dominating nature, how badly she wanted it to go farther. Amber was laying there in bed touching herself, remembering how soft Ms. V's skin was. Amber wondered how she would have reacted if she had pushed her fingers a little deeper. She found herself wishing she had parted open Ms. V and dove in headfirst. Every time Amber had been with a girl, it was some sort of odd circumstance that led to experimenting with a friend. She never felt comfortable expressing how much she liked it, or going all out. Now, she found herself laying in bed desperate to openly devour this woman.
Amber continued to make herself cum, hoping it would help put her to sleep. Mostly just playing with her clit, she started to feel like she was floating. Amber was writhing in the bed, every muscle trembling intensely. Pretty soon it was like one continuous orgasm. Her vagina was clenching and releasing involuntarily, making her belly spasm. She so rarely played with toys or did any type of penetration, she usually preferred clitoris stimulation. But Amber was getting off on being able to feel how hard she was cumming, so she kept thrusting fingers deep inside herself and rubbing her clit with her other hand. Then all of a sudden she was gushing liquid. She got scared at first, having never done this before. She thought she was peeing and tried to stop. But after the initial shock, and her slowly rubbing her clit to soothe herself...she started to realize what was happening. Amber had watched plenty of porn and seen squirting videos. A lot of them were obviously fake, but some seemed pretty real. She kept playing with herself to see what would happen and found herself in pure ecstasy. Her whole body was shaking and her breathing was ragged. After she wore herself out, she realized she couldn't fall asleep because she was laying in a huge puddle of her juices. Amber reluctantly got up and started to change the sheets. Curiosity got the best of her and she sniffed the pile of wet sheets she held in her arms. She couldn't help but smile when she found she enjoyed the scent.
Amber awoke to Raphael knocking on her door. After her long night, it was late before she fully fell asleep. She rushed to the door as fast as she could, something told her that Ms. V didn't like to be kept waiting. She flung the door open and saw Raphael, his usual mellow face broke into a big grin upon seeing Amber. She immediately realized that in her rush, she didn't get fully dressed. She had been sleeping in a tshirt with no panties, and knew her hair to be a curly mess. Blood sprang to her cheeks as she jumped behind the door to hide. She knew Raphael probably saw that the curtains match the drapes. Amber had a slightly grown out curly bush. It wouldn't show in a bikini, but it was definitely a little wild. She blushed even more thinking of herself in comparison to Ms. V's immaculate grooming. She excused herself for a moment to get ready. Then Raphael led the way to the house just like yesterday. Today he made a little conversation though
"I am pleased to see you taking to Ms. V so well. I'm sure you will enjoy your time with her."
Amber took this as an opportunity to express some of her curiosity. "Yeah, so uh- how long have you been...working for Ms. V?"
"Oh, I've had the pleasure of being with Ms. V for many years now."
"Does she pay you well? What exactly do you do, if you don't mind me asking? I was just a little surprised by yesterday..."
Raphael laughed "Ms. V doesn't like us to discuss payments with others, she keeps those things personal. I do whatever Ms. V asks of me, or what I intuitively know she needs. But Ms. V can often be surprising and hard to anticipate."
Amber gave a small smile and a quiet "Hmm" escaped her lips. She was now walking through the back door into the beautiful backyard. Ms. V looked even more stunning. She was submerged in the hot tub, the water coming right to the top of her breasts, making the brown skin of her collarbone glisten. The rest of her body hidden by the bubbling jets.
"Join me"
Amber obediently removed her tshirt and shorts that she had earlier thrown on over top a black bikini. Ms. V looked on disapprovingly.
"I've been wondering if you own anything that doesn't come from a beach souvenir shop. Remove that bathing suit as well and come in."