Madeline stooped down to grab her clothing from on the floor. She looked around for her lace g-strings. Not seeing them, she gathered her silks, blew Steven one last kiss, and walked out to the dividing hallway. She stopped to re-dress herself before making her way to her suites.
Steven sat back in the lazy-boy and grinned. His cock was dripping wet and slick with cum. Their cum. He searched around for the bottle of wine and the joint. He eyed her mangled panties under the sofa, and the lost joint. Damn, no lighter. He reached for the bottle on the side table and took a swig of his Chianti. Pulling the bottle down, he spotted a forgotten pack of matches on the floor by the Lazy-Boy. Jack pot. Literally. He reached down and grabbed his boxers and the pack of matches in one snatch. This day was an emotional roller coaster. What else could happen today? He chortled as he struck a match and puffed on Madeline's joint. Holding the hit in, he stretched back and enjoyed the solitude.
When Madeline entered her suites through the garden terrace doors, she noticed her room had been serviced. She called out for Charlie. Her return call came from the bathroom. Madeline made her way to the large showering rooms and began stripping from her silks. She placed them in her dry cleaning hamper and made her way to the shower. The black slate room had a waterfall and bench in one corner and a seven head sprayer in the other. The large window front served as a screen for the shower and fourth wall for the sauna. She turned the waterfall on and called for Charlie once again. Charlie peeked her head out from the linen closet and called out, again. "In the closets, Maddi. I'm getting your soaps, oils and bath sheet ready."
Charlie was about Madeline's age, only a year older. Her mother was one of the first women that Steven and Emily had hired on their staff once they purchased the house. Emily thought Charlie would be a wonderful playmate for her Madeline. They played in the gardens and kitchens as young girls. When Madeline started at St. Katherine's, so did Charlie. Having her mother's outgoing personality and great looks, Madeline made friends quickly. Charlie, however, was less fortunate and more shy. Regardless, Madeline would drag her friend to countless parties, cotillions, and other social gatherings that only "the elite group" were invited to. Charlie hated attending those things, and but was grateful for Madeline's friendship and generosity, and didn't want to disappoint her only friend. As they grew older, she was more then an friend to Madeline, she was Madeline's confidante. All her secrets, her desires, her hopes, dreams, and fears. Charlie knew more about Madeline than both her parents and their superiors at school, and certainly more than those two psychotic bimbos, Adele and Briana. They shared so many magical memories together. They were closer than sisters. When Emily took to being sick, Charlie was the only staff member allowed in Madeline's suites. Now, she works strictly for Madeline. She loves spoiling her friend with little treats on her pillows, or new, exotic bath salts and perfumed oils. Charlie was grabbing the newest of her oils along with Madeline's bath sheet, when Madeline walked up behind her and squeezed. Almost spilling the decanter, she set down her armload and turned around to a now naked Madeline. Charlie didn't know what to expect. Madeline was ecstatic. "Slow down, Maddi!" Charlie cooed. "Now tell me what's going on."
Madeline knelled on the bench in front of her vanity, a devilish look twinkled in her eye. "Join me!"
"What?!" a shy Charlie asked
"Join me in the shower" she said "like we used to when we were younger."
"But we were younger then, and didn't know better. We are older know, and know it's inappropriate." Charlie said smiling.
"Yes, but it's so fun, and we had our best conversations in the shower. PLEASE" whined the excited Madeline.
"What could be this important, that it requires a shower conversation?" giggled Charlie, untying her uniform.
"I'll tell you while you wash my hair." said Madeline excitedly.
"Fine, let me get the Bronner's and bath sheets, and I'll be right in." Charlie finished undressing and grabbed the armload of oils, Bronner's and bath sheets from the closet.
"Yay!" Squealed Madeline, jumping into her shower, a naked Charlie following closely behind, shutting the large glass door .
Madeline made her way to the waterfall shower and began wetting her hair, letting the water run over her body. Charlie came up behind Madeline with the soaps and oils. Setting them on the bench along the wall, she shakes the bottle of Bronner's and pours a generous amount into her palm, smoothing it through Madeline's hair. Madeline leaned back into Charlie's hands and moaned. "Mmmmm, that feels so good.... Just a little harder.... yeah.... Oh, ohhhh your hands are magical to my nerves, Charlie."
This brought a giggle out of the shy Charlie. "Now Maddi, you promised to fill me in on what has you so excited."
"Not yet, I'm enjoying what you're doing. It gives me a rush." Pulling Charlie under the waterfall, she watches as the soft golden curls are saturated with water and lay in waves on side of her cherub face. So beautiful, this soft angel before her, so tempting are her tender lips. As if pulled by some unforeseen force, Madeline draws Charlie in for a kiss. Teasing her at first, licking at her, brushing against them softly, working her nerves to a quiet frenzy, nuzzling her under the waterfall, and finally taking her close, and passionately fulfilled the kiss with tantric charged touches to the soft folds of her inner thighs. Charlie quivers, and a deep moan escapes her throat, feeding Madeline the response she wanted. Charlie deepens the kiss wrapping her arms around Madeline's supple body. She grabs Madeline's thick ass cheek and squeezes, lifting and pulling her closer, sliding her thigh in to spread Madeline's legs across hers. She feels Madeline's hot box on her leg and grinds it up and down, rubbing her already swollen clit to an orgasmic furry. The water drenches them both as Charlie slides Madeline down the wall, to the bench. Madeline grabs the bottle of Bronner's, breaking the kiss, she smiles. "My turn."
Charlie blushes as she watches the playful Madeline fill her palms with the soft fluid and begins to gently rub it into her scalp. Charlie slides further down to the floor, spreads Maddi's legs open, and tastes her soft feminine. Madeline leans back against the wall and massages Charlies' head with the soap while Charlie massages her clit with her tongue. What a great trade-off.
Charlie could see Madeline's pussy was swollen and red. She could smell the sex on her when walked into the bathrooms, but now that she had tasted it, she knew without being told. Maddi finally had her wish, she had Steven. A slight jealousy arose in her, from where, she had no clue. Where would she stand now, in Maddi's life? She had Maddi's attention for the time, and that was enough, for now. The rest would sort itself out, as her Mom would say. Thus, she returned her attention to Madeline's swollen and delicate pussy laid out before her. Charlie teased the reddened lips with her own two lips, nibbling, sucking on them, licking the soft folds between. She let her tongue dive deep between Maddi's round ass cheeks and licked around her rim, sucked her taint and felt the cum of Steven and Madeline's love making gush into her awaiting mouth. Lapping the nectar of their love as if it were honey dripping from a hive, Charlie moaned. "You've been a bad little girl, Maddi, I can taste it on you." Charlie sucked harder, her tongue diving deep into Madeline's now split box, making Madeline shake with pleasure. She tasted new. Charlie wanted more.
"You like it?" purred Madeline. "It's a new flavor called "Princess Love", I thought you'd like a taste."
