Peggy Sanford stepped out of the elevator and into the lobby of the Roosevelt New Orleans Hotel. As she walked across the lobby she noticed several males obviously checking her out. She smiled to herself as she walked across the long spacious lobby. It always pleased Peggy that she could still attract such attention. Not that she should be surprised, for a married mother of two in her late forties, Peggy was still a very beautiful woman. Her long brown hair framed a face that belied her age; she could easily pass for a woman in her early thirties. Her shapely, 5 foot 3 inch, 103 pound, 35C-23-36 figure was still a head turner especially when she wasn't wearing a bra or panties, or both as was the case now. Now, all she was wearing was a short, sleeveless, light sun dress, high heels and nothing else.
Peggy also attracted the attention of an attractive young woman standing in an alcove near the front door. Subconsciously the woman began preening herself, brushing back a loose lock of hair, straightening her clothes and licking her lips as she watched Peggy strut across the lobby. Despite herself, the woman couldn't take her eyes off Peggy's shapely body, especially her pert nipples which were clearly visible through the thin material of her sun dress. The woman's gaze was so intent that she almost let Peggy step past her and reach the door. As Peggy stepped past her, the woman was able to gaze upon arguable one of Peggy's best assets, her firm round buttocks. Finally the woman snapped out of it.
"Ms. Sanford, excuse me Ms. Sanford," the woman called out.
Peggy stopped, turned and slowly looked the woman over. She liked what she saw, a very attractive twenty something, 5 foot, 3 inch, 115 lbs., tight bodied, black haired beauty. The young woman was dressed in a conservative business suit that tried but failed to hide her ample breasts or attractive legs. Peggy boldly looked the woman's body over one more time before she looked her in the eyes and smiled.
"Yes, I'm Peggy Sanford, can I help you?" Peggy replied.
"Hello Ms. Sanford, I'm Ms. Roman. I am Mr. Harris's executive assistant for special events. He sent me here, to New Orleans to facilitate your travel to Miami," the young woman said smiling back.
Mr. Harris, actually Paul Harris, was a very wealthy businessman from London and a client of Linh's escort service. He was the client that Peggy was going to meet in Miami.
"Oh hello, thank you and please call me Peggy," Peggy replied with a tempting smile as she held out her hand.
"Ok, only if you'll call me Sandra," Ms. Roman said with an enticing smile of her own as she took Peggy's hand adding. "I have a car waiting for us outside."
Peggy and Sandra walked out to a waiting Mercedes 550 sedan. The driver opened the doors for the women and put Peggy's bags in the trunk. They climbed in the back seat and drove off. They had a very pleasant conversation, laughing, joking and flirting with each other during the quick ride to the airport. Peggy toyed with idea of trying to seduce Sandra but quickly dismissed it; she worried about it causing a problem with Linh's client, Paul Harris. Peggy smiled to herself as she thought, "Peggy you are a naughty woman, you just met this attractive young woman and already you're thinking sexual thoughts about her."
Sandra was thinking about seducing Peggy herself. Before meeting Peggy, she had figured that she was arranging transportation for just another one of Mr. Harris's escort dates. Something she had done a few times before. She had always treated it as just another aspect of her job. This time with Peggy was different. She had to admit to herself that she found herself attracted to Peggy. It wasn't only because Peggy was more attractive than any of the other escorts. There was something else special about her. Peggy was sexier without being slutty. She appeared more sophisticated, poised and just nicer than the other escorts. Sandra had never felt such an immediate attraction to a woman or to a man for that that matter before. She was intrigued by Peggy but Peggy was being delivered to her boss, Mr. Harris, so she decided to dismiss those thoughts. Luckily for Sandra they soon arrived at private corporate jet area of the airport.
When they exited the car and saw the jet, Peggy was impressed. Paul Harris's corporate jet was a Gulfstream 650. She and Sandra headed up the stairs to the main passenger cabin. Sandra motioned Peggy to one of the seats, knocked on the cabin door and informed the pilots they were ready to go.
"Peggy, we should be taking off in a minute. When the captain turns off the seatbelt sign, I can bring you a drink or something to eat if you like...anything you'd like" Sandra said with a mischievous smile.
"Thank you, a glass of white wine please, but only if you will join me. I hate drinking alone," Peggy replied smiling.
"I don't know, I am supposed to be working," Sandra answered.
"Oh please, it's just one glass of wine. I'm sure your boss won't mind, beside I'll never tell and I hope you won't either" Peggy said as she laughingly winked at Sandra.
"No, my lips are sealed," Sandra replied laughing.
"Sealed? Well that's too bad," Peggy joked, drawing another laugh from Sandra.
"Ok but only because you insisted," Sandra replied smiling.
Sandra did a quick safety briefing and then took a seat near Peggy. Once they reach cruising altitude Sandra got up and went into the kitchen area. A minute later she returned with two glasses of wine. She handed one to Peggy and place the other by her seat. Then she went to the rear compartment. When she returned she had a red Herve Leger off the Shoulder, Bandage Dress, a red Sandra Bra and Thong set from Agent Provocateur and a pair of Jimmy Choo India Glitter Lame Slingback Sandals.
"Mr. Harris would be pleased if you wore these tonight. Would you like to try them on?" Sandra asked.
"Sure," Peggy replied as she smiled mischievously and stood up.
Sandra was surprised when Peggy just slipped her sun dress off her body. She was delightfully surprised when she saw that Peggy was totally naked under the dress. Peggy was enjoying herself; she loved acting naughty and shocking people with her boldness.
"Can you give me a hand?" Peggy coyly asked.
Sandra quickly agreed, holding up the bra and panty set. Peggy tried on the bra and panty and made sure to pose provocatively as she asked Sandra for her opinion. As she helped, Sandra couldn't help but touch Peggy's body, especially her breasts and buttocks. Peggy could feel herself getting wet and excited with each touch.
Next Peggy tried on the dress. It gave Sandra another chance to "accidentally" touch Peggy's body. Sandra was becoming bolder and bolder. She began shamelessly flirting with Peggy and her hands always seemed to linger longer than necessary as she straightened and adjusted Peggy's clothes.
When Peggy sat down to try on the sandals Sandra dropped to her knees in front of Peggy. She slipped off the high heels Peggy was wearing and gently rubbed her hands on Peggy's feet and ankles.
"I just love that shade of polish. It's the perfect shade for you. You have such lovely feet," Sandra said before helping Peggy slip on the new high heel sandals and adding. "Wow, these heels make your legs and feet look fantastic, very sexy."
Peggy noticed that Sandra's breathing had become labored and her voice huskier. She glanced down at Sandra and recognized the unmistakable signs of an aroused woman. Peggy was convinced that Sandra was a lesbian or bi, not that it mattered; Peggy herself enjoyed making love with men and women. Again the thought of trying to seduce Sandra flashed across Peggy's mind, a wild lesbian encounter at 30,000 feet would be interesting, but she knew it would be a mistake. That didn't stop her from having some fun at Sandra's expense. She stripped off her clothes again, shocking and delighting Sandra.
"Don't want to wrinkle these lovely clothes now do we," Peggy joked naughtily as she sat down naked.
"No, no we can't have that," Sandra's voice cracked as she replied.
Peggy sipped her wine and asked about the itinerary for the trip.
"Linh wasn't too specific about the travel plans for tonight. Can you tell me anything about them?" Peggy asked.
"Yes of course, we should get to Miami by 9:30. We have a car waiting for us. We're going to the Setai Hotel in South Beach. You are supposed to be at Mr. Harris's room by 10:00 PM." Sandra replied.
