"You're even more beautiful than the picture Sandy showed me, I'm glad we could arrange this," Christine said, offering Lucia a glass of red wine.
"Thank you for the compliment, you're a very stunning woman yourself," Lucia returned the compliment. It was true. Dressed in a cream-colored caftan, low-cut to reveal sensual, lush curves, the redhead was a stunning woman. Standing around 5'8" tall, Lucia imagined Christine was the kind of woman that commanded attention whenever she entered a room. Lucia herself was a stunning woman, an olive-skinned beauty with jet-black hair that hung mid-way down her back and a stunning figure, with full, large breasts and beautiful legs.
"Did Sandy tell you what it was I wanted this evening?" Lucia asked, sipping her wine. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of green and she made direct eye contact with Lucia, never once looking away.
"Well, I assumed ..." Lucia smiled softly.
"Yes, but aside from that," Christine replied. Lucia shook her head.
"All right, I suppose this will require a bit of an explanation. I have been divorced for nearly 19 years and I have an 18-year old daughter, her name is Kimberly. I will also say that for the last 16 years of my life, I have been a lesbian. I enjoy the company of beautiful women, several in fact, and have never hidden this from my daughter."
"I see."
"Recently, after a disastrous experience with a former boyfriend, Kimberly has come to the conclusion that she too, might be a lesbian. I'm hoping that we can help her come to a decision."
"You want me to have sex with her and see if she enjoys it, is that it?" Lucia asked, but Christine shook her head.
"No. You and I are going to have sex and she's going to watch, then join us, if she so decides. Kimberly has confessed that she has had a long-hidden desire to be my lover and if she decides that's what she wants, I want that too. She's a beautiful young woman and I'd be insane not to find her desirable."
Lucia was shocked at the thought of incest, but Sandy had told her the customer was always right and she had seen many unusual things in her time as a Call Girl. Besides, it wasn't as if two women were going to breed or do anything horrendous, who was she to judge?
"All right Christine, I'm ready any time you are," Lucia told the redhead. Christine stood up and linked Lucia's arm through hers and led her up a long staircase to a lavish bedroom. The lights in the bedroom had been dimmed and reclining on the bed, in a light mauve bra and panty set, was a slender, strawberry blonde that Lucia assumed was Kimberly. She wasn't as curvy or voluptuous as her mother, but they both shared the dazzling green eyes. Kimberly had a beautiful face and a wide, lovely smile. She was wearing strappy gold sandals and sat up the minute the two women entered the room.
"Kimberly darling, this is Lucia. So, what do you think of her?"
Kimberly stood up and looked admiringly at the tall, sensual brunette with a look that made Lucia feel very warm. "Mother, she's absolutely beautiful. I can't wait to see the two of you having sex!"
"No time like the present," Christine said and embraced Lucia, mashing their big tits together. Lucia had rarely been kissed with such forceful passion, she actually whimpered as Christine guided her to the bed. "Help me get her clothes off darling, there's a good girl," Christine told her daughter. Lucia thrilled to the feeling of two pairs of gentle hands undressing her and running over her body, she began to melt into the caresses, but remembered she had a job to do.
"Will you allow me to pleasure you, Christine?" Lucia asked. The redhead nodded, so Lucia undressed her, making a little show of it, cooing over her beautiful round tits, loving the lacy lingerie she peeled off the woman's body, enjoying her playtime and keeping an eye on Kimberly to see if she was watching. She was ... the teenage girl could barely keep her eyes away from the erotic tableau unfolding in front of her.
Lucia enjoyed the redhead's lush curves and she also smelled lovely, so she made sure to take her time to appreciate the subtle nuances of Christine's body. She wasn't on the clock for this; she was paid for the entire evening, so she didn't rush. She fondled Christine's tits, kissed her belly, stroked her stocking-clad legs and murmured little words that teased and aroused the redhead.