The mayor's wife's daughter.
It was a Friday when her cell buzzed as she sat at the kitchen counter in her condo. Sam was away for a the day for a doctor's check up and to visit her parents who were not happy about her current situation. Tess could never decide whether they were more upset with their oldest daughter about be an unwed mother or the fact that she was living a lesbian life style. Tess smiled. If they knew their daughter ate pussy for a living they would both have instant seizures.
Tess looked at her phone. "Need to talk, come to the office."
When Tess entered the office Anna was grinning. She pointed to Zoe's office. When Tess walked past Anna whispered. "Lucky bitch." But when Tess looked Anna was still grinning. In Zoe's office, Tess took a chair in front of Zoe's desk and crossed her legs letting her short shirt slide up her thigh.
Zoe smiled. "I've seen it already." She said.
"I know but it's been a while." Tess said. "I just want to keep your memory fresh."
"Trust me. It's fresh." Zoe said. She held out a slip and Tess took it.
After reading it Tess said. "So who is Margaret? And who is Kate?" and why all the secrecy?
"You are a very smart girl but your knowledge of local politics is greatly lacking." Zoe let that rest. "Margaret Weinstein is the wife of our illustrious mayor, and, a long time client of ours."
"Really?" Tess said. "Why have I not heard of her before?"
"She has been my personal client for a number of years." Zoe explained. "I have never mentioned her because of the sensitivity of the situation and there was never a need to."
"So why now?" Asked Tess.
"Ah, the other half of the message." Zoe pointed to the note.
"Kate?" Tess said.
"Kate." Zoe replied. "Kate is Kate Weinstein. Apparently the rebellious eighteen-year-old Daughter of Margaret and Mayor Simon Weinstein."
"OK, so they have trouble at home." What are we to do or more important, what am I to do?"
"Yes, well our Kate has decided she likes the company of girls." Zoe explained.
"Like mother like daughter?" Tess said.
"Well. Sort of." Zoe said. "Whereas Mrs. Weinstein has the wherewithal to keep her extramarital sex life private and pay me dearly for that service, the young Kate prefers to frequent gay bars, drawing unwanted attention to the first family of Phoenix."
"So, why don't you just collect two birds with two pay checks? Since your already down there, so to speak." Tess smiled at Zoe.
"Thought of that." Zoe said. "But."
"Ah." Tess said. "Out young Kate does not know about mom's special interests."
"Smart and beautiful." Zoe said. "I need you to use the beautiful side of your brain now."
Tess just held her hands out, palm up.
"Her mom has offered to set her up with a gay lover if she will stay out of the newspapers. And yes, she is aware mom will be paying for the service." Zoe explained.
"So, I'm to be a gay lover?" Tess asked.
"One of the best." Zoe replied. She handed Tess a photo of Kate. She was standing on a beach in a tiny yellow bikini somewhere in the islands. She was stunning. "That's current, no more that two months old."
"Where do I find our confused beauty?"
"Well that's the rub. Mom refuses to let her see anyone in public, anywhere, not even at one of our luxurious and discrete hotels. And she does not want her going out of town." Zoe said.
"Fuck me." Tess said. "You want me to fuck this girl in my own home."
"Yes." Zoe said. "But remember. She is beautiful, she is eighteen and mom is terribly rich, old money I hear."
"Eighteen?" Tess repeated. Zoe nodded. "How old is the money?"
Zoe smiled. "I knew I could count on you. This evening? Around nine?"
"Fine." Tess said. "May I leave now?"
Tess was on the sofa with her favorite jazz CD playing. It was the 1985 cut of Wynton Marsalis at the Met. She was wearing a cropped black cotton tee that showed a few inches of flat tummy and full-length plaid cotton pajamas. Conservative, yet youthful with out looking aggressive. That should pacify an eighteen-year old, she thought.
When the knock came at the door Tess though she knew what to expect but when the door opened she was forced to rethink everything she thought she knew. The angelic face looking at her was as petite and innocent as any Tess had ever seen. She was tall and slim but much more youthful that her eighteen years. The photo did not do justice to her. Tess moved so the girl could come in. As she closed the door and locked it, she watched the beauty enter the living room. She was wearing white linen shorts and a red silk top. She wore sandals and was not carrying a bag or a purse. It was obvious her rear pockets were empty as the shorts stretched over a truly magnificent round ass. Her legs were tanned and she was groomed and manicured to the nines.
Kate turned to Tess and offered a reserved smile. "My mom thinks this is the answer to my problems."
Tess smiled. "Moms are like that."
Kate smiled. "Why don't you tell me what your problem is?" Tess said.
"I think I'm gay." Kate said.
"You don't know?" Tess asked.
Kate shook her head.