Acting Persons:
Daniela Casares (20); Joanna Roberts (40)
Joanna was a successful woman in her job. She was a head of the Marketing department of a huge company and earned very good money. In her private life things weren´t as great. Her marriage didn´t work out so well. She had been divorced one and a half year ago and she had not felt any big urge for a new relationship with any other man. So also her sex life had not been as vivid as she would have liked it. She had always been a very sexually orientated person and for the last 18 month her sex life had mainly been cut back to masturbation. There had only been three nights that she had spent with a man, and all three had not been that good in bed.
Today was Joanna´s 40ies birthday. She had planned to spend it with her best friend, but Marsha, her best friend, since high school, had planned something different for her. She had presented her a night at a great near beach resort and a card that said:” A special birthday shall have a very special night. At 40 you have to try something new. You can completely restart your sex-life. Try it and enjoy it!” Marsha had smiled when she had given her the card. Joanna had pressed on Marsha to tell her what would be the special surprise, but Marsha had not told her.
So Joanna was quite excited when she entered the big hotel suit. All she knew for sure, that this night would include sex. She was not so sure yet if she really was up for a night with a callboy. On the other hand she already felt quite aroused.
She took a look into the mirror. She had never had any problems with her body. She had always liked her looks. Joanna was only 1,66 m high, which was not big, but quite enough for a woman. She had never been a real bone-thin girl, but she had always preferred her figure as it was. With around 63kg she was still slim enough and tough with some flesh and curves around her bones. Especially her 90C breasts tended to draw some attention to her body. Her breasts were still quite firm and very well shaped too. Her very female face was of a mature beauty and still had almost no wrinkles and it was framed of her red-brown shoulder-length hair.
The hotel suit was really great and made her feel very comfortable. Near a wide front of windows, that gave a great view of the sea, was a big whirlpool.
At the whirlpool lay a card. It was signed by Marsha. “I would recommend to undress, get into the pool, make yourself feel comfortable and wait for what shall bring you new joys, kisses Marsha.”
Joanna smiled. Marsha really made her very curious and she also felt that this way also her arousal was rising. The 40year old woman started to undress and stepped into the whirlpool. It was perfectly heated. She sat down and turned it own. It felt great.
A big bottle of cooled Champagne was placed at the whirlpool in a box of ice-cubes. For a few minutes she just sat there and enjoyed the bubbling whirlpool. She was thinking of what would come and how she would react. Her sexual excitement had already grown enough so that she was sure, that she would really take her present. The thought of having somebody paid for her, somebody who would only be there to please her made he even hotter.
Her arm longed for the Champagne. It felt so cold and that felt great against the warmness of the water. She took it out off the icebox and pressed it against her face. She led the cold bottle over her forehead to her other cheek and finally further down. She moved it around her neck and then even further down. She let the cold bottle tease her skin and let it glide down between her breasts. Hmmm, it felt so good. With one hand she started to touch her own breasts and press it against the cold bottle.
She was almost lost in that game of arousing her breasts with the mixture of the warm water and the cold bottle. Her nipples started getting hard, when suddenly she heard the door open.
“So it was starting,” she thought. The 40year old woman looked up.
What stood at the door was not exactly what she had been awaiting. At the first moment she was kind of shocked. Well, yes she had discussed it with Marsha, had told her about her fantasies, about her erotic dreams. But in reality she had not really thought of it, as something that could happen. Or had she?
Joanna just stared to the door. And the more she thought of it, the more her shock of the first sight, gave way to totally different feelings. She felt how her arousal was coming back. She felt that Marsha had done exactly the right thing, had really understood her real feelings, what she wanted.
She had to admit that she had masturbated in this last months a lot of times, dreaming of a situation, an erotic encounter just like this.
“Your present has just arrived!”, Joanna heard the voice from the door. There was a heavy Spanish accent. The voice was incredibly sexy.
But Joanna could not concentrate on the sexy voice. What was even more, much more erotic, much more arousing to her was the sight of her present.
At the door stood a woman. A young woman, almost a girl. She could not be older than 20 years (and in fact she was exactly 20). The girl was incredibly beautiful. She was an exotic Beauty. She had dark-black hair that had the fine shimmering look of black silk. Her hair was going down over her shoulders. Her young body was just perfect. She was slim but not too thin and had great curves, exactly where needed. Her breasts looked like a good 80 or 85B and they were round, like small balls and perfectly firm. She was higher than Joanna; about 1,75m. She had long, sexy legs. Her beautiful skin had a dark suntan – almost all over. Her face was more than pretty. It looked exotic and the dark suntan were a perfect contrast against her blending white teeth. She smiled sexy. Part of her face was covered by a black eye-mask. One could see two dark eyes through two holes in the mask. The small mask made her even more exotic and mysterious.
The girl let her coat drop to the floor. What she wore beneath was absolutely breathtaking. It was a black “silk+lace” underdress. It was of very fine cloth; all over see-through and very short. It could clearly be seen that the girl wore nothing beneath that most sexy piece of cloth – and it could also be clearly seen that she was not tanned all over. The skin of her breasts and around her crotch-areas was shinning through white.
Joanna was sitting in the whirlpool, the cold Champagne bottle still pressed against her breasts and mouth open. Never had she seen somebody so sexy before.
“Hi, Joanna!”, the girl said – again with her sexy Spanish accent. “I´m Daniela your Brazilian birthday present! I´m here to give you a birthday night you will never forget!”