do I feel this way?"
Bex also sat up, wrapping an arm around the young girl's shoulders, gentle pressure bringing reassurement.
"Sometimes you need to switch off from convention and just do what seems right, follow your heart."
"Follow my heart? Do what seems right? I really don't know right from wrong anymore. I blunder into this life, a life which is wrong, then meet you which seems so right, yet my mind tells me it is another wrong. Please don't take this the wrong way but I need to ask. You've been really good to me this week and, to be honest I wouldn't have survived without you, but are you just being professional? Has somebody asked you to keep an eye out for me?"
There, it was done. The question asked. Susan sat nervously, expecting Bex to up sticks and leave. After all, she had just questioned her friend's intentions but, furthermore, she really didn't know which answer she wanted. Her mind said . . . being professional. Her heart said . . . tell me you love me.
The room was silent, no sound, no motion. Several minutes passed and then Bex shuffled back, sitting up in the bed resting back on the pillows and headboard. Once again she offered that open arm to the young Susan.
"Wow, that's one hell of a question, isn't it? Come here and let me tell you a little more about Bex."
Susan took the offer and snuggled up on Bex's chest, her cheek resting just above Bex's right breast feeling the warmth emanating from her friend's body.
"So, Susan, where should I start. You already know how I came to be working here and that we came from similar backgrounds. I guess what you need to know is what happened next. I need to know though that I have your trust, as some of what I tell you could put me in trouble should it be repeated outside of this room."
"Sure, Bex. You have my word."
"OK, so let's get started. As you can imagine I went through a similar training week to yourself with most of the same experiences. Growing up I thought I was traditional, eyes only for the boys and longing for a relationship. It didn't happen though. Yes the odd one night stand, and if I was lucky one night became two, or even three, but there was always something missing. At the time, I just didn't know what, but during my time here I found the answer to that question. Maybe it will help if I tell you a little about the others."
Susan looked her friend in the eyes, listening intently.
"OK, and this is the bit where you must promise not to repeat anything outside of this room. I am putting my full trust in you."
"So, let's start at the top. Master. He owns the business, but really plays a passive role in proceedings. He's a good guy really and looks after his staff, but underneath he is all about profits. Prior to setting up this company he had a small downtown therapy business and used to dabble in hypnosis. Don't think that ever came to anything so he used his small talk skills to get people into this line of work. He knows everything which goes on here, at least he thinks he does, and pulls the strings in terms of where the company goes. He will stand by whatever you decide at the end of this week but all I would say is don't cross him."
"Then there's #1, and to be honest I still don't know her name and wouldn't dare ask. #1 has been with the business as long as Master. Originally she was one of the girls but as you can imagine this is a fickle industry so over time she took more of a back office role. #1 is bi, having equal feelings for both sexes but I guess if push came to shove she would choose a traditional relationship. She's a hard one and you will do well to follow whatever she says. At the end of the day her only interest is in passing on her own experience but sometimes she loses herself in that teacher role. She taught me much of what I now know but wasn't the one who changed my mind."
"#2, real name Jean-Claude but don't tell him I told you, has also been around for some time. As you can imagine we do have female clients as well as male, although it is almost 2:1 in favour of male clients and not all of the female ones are looking for a man. Hence Jean-Claude spends his time split between tending for our female clients and also keeping us girls on our toes. He is well enough endowed to do both, as you already know and for sure you will become more intimate with him in the coming days. He is a lovely guy though and will look out for you if you get into any trouble."
"#4 was the latest addition before you and was the one who helped me find myself. Her real name is Sze Wei and she came across as an au pair before finding herself in need of money. You'll get to know here much better in the coming days but suffice to say she really enjoys her work and is open to anything, or more to the point to anybody. Sze Wei has equal affections for both men and women so you could say is ideally suited to this work. She's a very quiet one but don't let that put you off, make the effort and she'll be your best friend. Her big strength though is that she has an unexpected ability to reveal the true desires in people."
"So then that brings me back to my own story. So I joined here with an expectation of being totally hetero, and at the end of my training this was still my expectation. Over time though there was always something missing. It was only when Sze Wei arrived that I found what it was, a bit like finding the last piece in that jigsaw. Sze Wei taught me the true love of one woman for another, the tenderness and understanding that this could bring. So you could say she was the one who found me for who I am, but she is not the one for me. Our relationship is professional, for sure we are good friends, you could even say friends with benefits, but nothing more."
"When I first met you though, I thought, hoped, longed that you would be the one. Bound in that chair I saw the way you reacted when we first met. There was a sparkle in your eye which told me you were interested. I took a real gamble coming round here that night but wanted to see if I was reading the signs correctly, I needed to be sure."
Drawing her arm her young friend's shoulders, Bex held Susan tight into her bosom.
"I want you to be the one Susan, but you need to make that choice for yourself. Over the next couple of days you'll be given free reign to experience relationships with both sexes. Use that time to decide what it is that you want. I won't put any pressure on your decision."
Susan snuggled up. She had heard the words she needed to hear but deep down she still needed to convince herself what was right.
"Bex, thank you for being so honest. You have already shown me things I only dreamed of, but maybe I need a little time. I think you understand. My heart says you are the one but my mind is still convinced I need a man."
"I understand Susan, just remember, whatever your decision, I'll be there for you."
"Come here Bex," called Susan, smiling.
The two of them slid down under the quilt, and embraced once again in a long lingering kiss. That tingle started again, first in the lips and then spreading far and wide. Susan hadn't planned for this to happen but she was glad it had. Breaking off from the kiss, she whispered to her friend . . . "I've cum tonight so I think it must be your turn now. Roll over."
Bex lay on her back and spread her legs, hooking one ankle over the back of Susan's bottom and pulling her in close to the side. Susan in the meantime had latched her mouth onto one of Bex's breasts, suckling at the juicy flesh and feeling the nipple enlarging between her lips. Using her free hand she fondled the other breast, using her finger and thumb to tease the nipple also into an erect state. By now both nipples were firmly engorged and a good centimetre in size, yet the teasing continued. On one side Susan was gently nibbling at the now sensitive nub whereas on the other she still used her digits to squeeze and pull.
"Mmmmmmmm, that's good," came a gentle response.
Susan turned her attention away from the breasts and returned to kissing her prone friend. That long lingering kiss, tongues entwined, tiny bolts of electricity pulsing through their bodies every time the tips of their tongues met.
Susan's free hand slid down Bex's torso reaching her shaved bush and the start of her pussy lips. She could feel the warmth coming from deep inside and the tell tale dampness an indication that Bex was ready. With thumb and forefinger Susan gently massaged those already engorged pussy lips, teasing them apart and smearing love juices all over the insides.
Deep in a lingering kiss, Susan was sure she could feel Bex's moans every time she rubbed over the girl's clit. It was like a little bullet, a bullet of pure pleasure, the onslaught on which was now causing Bex to squirm a little.
Susan removed her hand, stretched her arm as far as she could and lined up two fingers horizontally across the opening to Bex's love canal, leaving her thumb free to to hit that clit again should she desire. Here goes, she thought to herself and plunged the two fingers as deep as she could into Bex's pussy.
A huge gasp of air passed from one mouth to another as Bex was surprised by the sudden invasion of two fingers deep into her tight vagina. She broke off the kiss, laying back again, eyes closed. enjoying the feelings inside as the fingers moved gently back and forth, almost to the point of leaving and then slowly, solidly plunging back in.
Susan varied the speed of each stroke, sometimes long and slow, other times shorter and faster. The squelch of pussy juices from below combined with moans from above told her this was having the desired effect. Each stroke though was becoming harder and harder as Bex's pussy walls started to clamp down on the invading fingers, but still Susan continued. A few minutes passed of the continued torment, the fires building up inside the prone Bex as she continued squirming gently on the bed.
"Keep going, almost there, I'm gonna cum."
A gasp from Bex, her body stiffening as the first wave of orgasm passed through her body, pussy walls pulsing as the shockwave hit.
Susan didn't stop though, instead she turned her attention to the clit. Pushing her fingers as deep as she could into Bex's sensitive pussy Susan replaced the inward thrusts with a gentle curling of the two finger ends, stroking the insides of the pussy walls around where she thought the fabled g-spot should be. At the same time she used her thumb to make small circular movements around Bex's clit.
