Sunday
Leena had left just after ten on Sunday morning. We'd shared a kiss with me naked and her in the one shoulder dress she'd worn the night before. I dressed in a casual, pale green, mid-thigh shift dress and put on my electric green, four inch heels.
I'd promised to call Leena later after I'd spoken to Emily, so before I checked out I called Emily. I brought her up to date, along with the news that Leena wanted to join our small but growing team of girls.
"Anna, darling, that's wonderful. Can I meet her? Would you both be available for a coffee tomorrow morning?"
I laughed. "Slow down, Emily. She's gone and I have to tidy, pack, check out and get home. Then I'll call her and let you know."
"Sorry, darling. I'll try to curb my enthusiasm. Yes, do that. Call me back when you can. Love you! Mwah!"
"Love you, too. Talk later babe. Mwah!"
I packed up, took my case downstairs and checked out. The doorman signalled a Lexus taxi forward and the driver helped me with my bag and then opened the passenger side, back door and I slid into the comfortable seats. No cheap, uncomfortable London black cabs at this hotel.
On the ride home I thought back to the last night and morning with Leena, the memories stirring a welcome tingle between my legs. The reason I'd suggested she join us was because of how incredibly good she was. Her natural submissiveness could be a very attractive feature for some of our clients. It also meant I would get to spend more time with her which, I have to admit, I wasn't against.
I got home, unpacked and finally sat down in my lounge, in the large, comfortable armchair facing the large picture window overlooking the river, to call Leena. I didn't block my caller ID this time.
She picked up within two rings and said guardedly, "Yes? Who is this?"
"Leena babe, it's Anna. Can you talk?"
"Oh hi. Um. Not right now. Can I call you back? It'll be about an hour. Is that okay?"
I was guessing that Eric, her husband, was there and she hadn't yet had the chance, or possibly nerve, to tell him about her job offer.
"Of course, babe. Talk soon. Mwah."
She didn't return the phone kiss but just said, "Yes. Talk soon."
I had an hour to kill so decided I could at least do something about my tingles. I stood and undressed completely, dropping my clothes over the couch. I love being naked when I play. If I'm with someone else, clothes can be an important addition but, on my own, in my apartment, I like to be unencumbered.
I stood at the window. My apartment is large and on the second floor so, with the bright sun outside it was unlikely that anyone would see me, but the chance of being caught is what gives me the thrill. The feeling of being naked sort of in public just adds to it. I propped myself on the back of the sofa, caressing my right breast with my left hand and stroking down over my bald mound to my clit. She was already poking out and I stroked her hood gently at first, building myself slowly. I watched pedestrians on the opposite side of the street as they walked by, oblivious to the fact that there was a naked woman pleasuring herself in full view and that made my need rise even further. I felt my wetness increase and released my breast, dropping my hand between my legs and sliding two fingers inside me as I sped up the movements on my clit. I slowed down, edging myself a little, something I love to do because of how much bigger it makes the resulting orgasm.
I kept up the edging for minutes and then knew I wanted something more than just my fingers inside me. I slid my fingers out, got up and walked into my bedroom, still stroking my clit as I went, and opened my toy cupboard. I picked out one of my favourite g-spot vibes and lay back on the bed, opening my legs and sliding it slowly in. I was so ready that lube wasn't needed. Once I had it in I switched it on and felt the vibrations in just the right spot. Still determined to be my exhibitionist self I, somehow, got up, holding it in place, and walked back into the lounge and took up my spot by the window once more.
I was now closer and now wanted the release that I was on the edge of. Turning the vibrations to pulse mode I once more started stroking my clit through her hood. She was very hard and erect now and I suddenly started my orgasm. It rushed into me and out from my clit and spot and I felt my wetness increase and then suddenly I was shaking and calling out, "Oh fuck! Yes. God. Fuck!"
The release was just what I had needed. As I floated back down to earth I slowly slid the still pulsing vibrator out of me, feeling that delicious little mini-orgasm as it popped out. I switched it off and stood there for a few minutes letting my breathing return to normal. Once it had, I decided I needed a luxurious bath.
I went through to my large bathroom and started the mixer taps, filling the bath and adding bubbles. While it was filling I washed my toy, laying it on the marble sink top. Just in case, I ran back into the lounge and grabbed my phone. I didn't want to miss a call from Leena.
I finally tied my hair up in a bun. I didn't want to wash it again that day. I then slid into the lovely, warming, welcoming water and lay back for a few minutes, eyes closed. I suddenly had a thought that worried me. What if Leena's reticence wasn't about her husband being there, or not having told him? What if she'd got cold feet and didn't want to join us? Or she'd told her husband and he'd forbidden her? Well, if that was the case it was sad because I'd probably never see her again, but I would never push anyone against their natural instincts.
Also, if it was true, I'd have to change my phone number.
'Damn it, Anna. Why are you always so impetuous?'
I thought to myself. I knew the answer. It was because I
really
liked Leena. It was almost instant from the moment we'd met in person the night before. There was something so wonderfully uncomplicated about her. A lot of my clients are powerful women who, I always get the impression, have their own agenda. I'm not complaining. The sex is still amazing, but Leena was different.
It was while I was pondering all of this that my phone rang. I quickly dried my hand on a towel and picked it up, seeing it was Leena, and breezily answering it with, "Hi Leena. Thanks for calling back."
I heard an intake of breath and I thought to myself,
'uh oh'
. She said, "Miss Anna. I've missed you so much."
I let out a breath I hadn't realised I was holding and smiled as I said, "And I, you. I was just lying here in the bath thinking about you."
"Oh fuck. Don't. I can't concentrate if I have the image of you naked in the bath while we talk."
I giggled. "Sorry babe. So can you talk now?"
"Yes. Eric has gone out to get some stuff for dinner. So, did you talk to Emily?"
So she hadn't lost her nerve. "Yes, babe I did. She wants to meet you. Could you make coffee in town tomorrow morning?"
"Oh my. Yes. I can. Eric will be at work. Where and what time?"
"Do you know
'Coffee Heaven'?"
"I think so. Next to that little church?"
"That's the one. Is eleven O'clock tomorrow morning okay for you?"
"Yes. Yes it is. Oh... god... I'm all nervous. What should I wear?"