This story was written based on a request by Hfernandez it is broken into two parts. If anyone would like to see the characters continue I would be happy to write more. As always this is fantasy and all characters are over the age of eighteen.
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"Audrey I have a new client for you, should I send her to you?" Audrey sipped her latte as she considered the question. The thirty-five year old brunette was stunning with her long dark hair in a fashionable style and her clear tanned skin.
"What's she like Rochelle?" Although both were casually seated at their favorite coffee shop, the discussion was serious. Rochelle was slightly below average I height and was just starting to fill out in size, but the red streaks in her blond hair always convinced people that she was ten years younger than her true age of thirty-seven. The two of them had met in high school and had been close ever since.
"She's forty-two and rich, what more do you need?" Audrey smiled.
"I trust you Rochelle, but I want to be prepared. After all I need to know how to present my business to this woman." Rochelle laughed for several moments. Audrey would probably have looked around in embarrassment, but years of experience taught her that Rochelle would often laugh with enthusiasm.
"Darling you run a service to connect older women to a young hotties for an evening, if they come to me they are already half sold anyway. All that you really need to present is that you are not a cheap pimp in an alley. And the way you dress when you meet them should make that quite clear." Audrey smiled and nodded, although still managed to look expectantly at Rochelle. Rochelle gave in and continued speaking. "She has short jet black hair, all of her money is inherited, although not very old, but she does own a shipping company. The company is run by a business manager, so she is rarely in the office. As far as I know she has never married, it's no secret that she's been openly gay for years, just no one discusses it. However I have heard nothing about her affairs. She is quite private and her lovers exceedingly discrete." Audrey finished her latte and set her cup down.
"Tell her to meet me at the usual place tomorrow night, if she can't make it give her the number and we'll reschedule." Rochelle nodded finishing as well.
"So, will you and Susan be able to make it Friday night? Maddie is making something French, although she refuses to tell me what and she is just dying to show off her creation." Audrey frowned shaking her head, Susan was her wife of five years and lately things hadn't been going her way.
"I don't know Susan's been working long hours lately, I feel like I barely see her." Rochelle nodded, but remained silent as she stood to leave.
Audrey sat across the table from Susan and occasionally looked up at the gorgeous thirty-seven year old Latina woman that she had chosen to spend the rest of her life with.
"Audrey, how's the boutique going?" Audrey suppressed a retort. She did her best to smile sweetly, but after five years Susan could spot when she was being insincere.
"Oh, fine, fine, no complaints." Audrey did not want to discuss her shop as Susan had always been skeptical about her opening The Glass Slipper. Audrey had started her escort business as a sideline so that she wouldn't have to admit her boutique's failure. The escort business had really taken off allowing her to keep her shop open, despite the fact that most months saw her lucky to break even. The dinner was equally stilted and after an equally icy evening they retired to bed, Audrey on the bottom and Susan on top as usual. Susan ground against her until they came within moments of each other and Susan rolled over, asleep within moments. Audrey however was not asleep, she had cum that was true, but lately sex with Susan was so mechanical somehow it didn't satisfy. Audrey would never consider cheating on Susan or leaving her, she was completely in love with her.
The following morning saw Audrey groaning as she felt Susan rising from the bed waking her. She struggled to focus her sleepy vision as she watched Susan dress and thought about the first time they had met. Audrey was a fine arts major and Susan was in business, which pretty much summed up their personalities as Susan always seemed so focused, so serious, whereas Audrey was always the free spirit. From the moment they met they seemed to disagree about everything, from politics to their favorite animal, Audrey said unicorn and Susan said cat. Susan insisted that a unicorn was fiction and Audrey didn't care. They even debated over being "out" or not. Audrey didn't care who knew about her orientation, while Susan felt it was no one's business, but she never lied about it. However it was a love of Pat Benatar (both the music and an attraction to the artist herself) that made them realize that a relationship was possible. The CD player in the bedroom still had Innamorata in it ready to go and Audrey's phone had "Fire and Ice" as the ringtone for Susan and on Susan's hers was "Hit Me with Your Best Shot". Audrey reluctantly rose from her bed to dress for the day. It was nearly nine, her shop was supposed to open at ten so she needed to get ready soon in order to prepare for the day. When she reached the kitchen Susan was just about to leave when she saw Audrey.
"Oh, sorry baby did I wake you?" Audrey shook her head and embraced Susan to pull her in to kiss her good bye. They did this every morning, Audrey always denying that Susan woke her up and Susan knowing full well she had. Audrey reached up to Susan's breast and began kissing down her neck to her collarbone, but Susan stopped her.
"Audrey, no I have to get to work." Audrey however was determined and reached inside Susan's jacket for a better feel.
"Come on Susie, just this once be a little late." This time Susan was more firm.
"No, I don't know what's gotten into you, but I don't have time." Audrey reluctantly released Susan, watching as she walked out the door. Audrey made breakfast and sat down, but barely tasted it as she felt incomplete when they were apart, but she rarely saw her. These days Susan was really busy with her work as a financial advisor, having recently started her own firm and was working with people managing millions of dollars on a regular basis. They were doing quite well financially, Audrey didn't need to work and Susan's only concern would be that Audrey was occupied rather than necessarily earning anything. Audrey was frustrated by how they had drifted apart over the course of the marriage. As she finished and prepared to go to work herself, she wished and not for the first time that Susan wasn't nearly as successful, while it might mean that it would be more important that she earn something at least she would see Susan more.
Audrey entered the Glass Slipper, her assistant Gwen was double checking that everything was in its place and that the shop looked immaculate. Gwen looked up from straightening a dress when she heard Audrey's approach.
