Elizabeth was a makeup artist, one of the finest in Miami, if not in the country. She had been hired by World Elite Modeling to do the makeup for a new calendar that was in the works. Elizabeth always looked forward to working for World Elite and she was especially pleased to be on this job. Angel Enriquez was the star model for this calendar and Elizabeth had been having fantasies about Angel for quite awhile.
Every time Elizabeth was anywhere near Angel, it was as if she lost her composure. She became clumsy. She became nervous. She became anxious. After this had gone on for awhile, she found herself daydreaming about Angel. Although Elizabeth was well into her 50s with children older than Angel, she found herself infatuated with the Latin beauty. Elizabeth had never, ever had any kind of lesbian experience before. Now, that she was having these thoughts, she could not understand why or what to do about it. But, she did know that Angel was going to be there, sitting in her chair in less than 5 minutes.
Actually, it turned out to be less than that as Angel opened the door and came right in.
"Hi Liz," she beamed, "good to see you as usual."
"Hello sweetness," Elizabeth replied. "Wow, is that you're outfit for the next shoot?"
Angel had known that she was going to be getting some body makeup for the shoot, so she had worn the bare minimum to allow Elizabeth to work easily. It was a lingerie set that she had bought at shop in L.A. It consisted of a very tiny top, hardly more than a band of filmy cloth that hung loosely around her chest. Thin spaghetti straps held it from her shoulders. The band of cloth, hardly more than 4 inches from top to bottom, tried but failed to cover the beautiful girl's breasts. It was wondrous to watch the girl simply breathe and see her breasts rise and fall under the thin material. The panties were no larger than a bikini panty, but were cut loosely from the same material as the top. The slightest breeze could blow them open and reveal Angel's sex.
Elizabeth almost felt faint as she took in the sight of the girl's breasts and pussy through the outfit. It was all she could do to be professional with the object of her fantasies standing right there before her.
"Why don't you get into the chair and let's get started," Elizabeth told her. "I'll start a CD for you."
On a lark, Elizabeth put on a very mellow CD she had just bought. The music was very relaxing, but the best thing was that in the background, sounds of nature had been put in. Elizabeth found it to be very restful and she thought it would be good at the moment. She also lit a nice incense wand that she knew Angel liked.
Elizabeth turned around and had to stop for a moment. Sweet, lovely Angel had climbed into the chair and was already laying back. Her slender legs were up on the footrest and were slightly parted. Her arms were stretched out and her head was laying back on the headrest. Angel's luxuriant honey blonde hair was pulled to one side and laid over her shoulder. She had already closed her eyes and was settling in for Elizabeth to work.
Elizabeth's mind raced as she took in the sight of this incredible girl. She had first met Angel when Angel was only 16 and was breaking into modeling. She had always held a special spot for her because, even as a teenager, Angel simply exuded the kind of warmth and charm and beauty that are very rare commodities. The kind of commodities that guarantee success.
Now, she found herself standing before this girl with a crushing desire to touch her. Granted, she had touched Angel many times in the past. But that had always been in the course of doing her job. She simply had to in order to put the makeup on. But this was different. She wanted to touch Angel with her hands; to stroke her, to caress her. She wanted to put her mouth over Angel's soft lips. To kiss her, to really kiss her. To run her lips over Angel's smooth skin. She stared at Angel's breasts, as they gently lifted and fell, and thought of how easily she could put her lips over each of the almost exposed nipples and suckle the girl.
Elizabeth jerked back to reality as Angel said, "Liz, are you okay?"
Angel was looking at her with curiosity. Elizabeth blushed momentarily as she realized she had been caught. She quickly grabbed up a makeup brush and got to work.
"Close your eyes Angel so I can do your face," she said, trying to sound professional as best she could.
Elizabeth grabbed up her best powder brush and began to lightly brush Angel's face. The fine brush danced lightly over the perfect complexion. Elizabeth almost laughed at how ridiculous her efforts were. This girl was so beautiful, it was almost ridiculous for Elizabeth to try and improve anything about her.
"I really like this CD Liz," Angel said. "It really calms me down."
"I knew you would like it sweetness. I bought it just for you."
Angel opened her eyes and looked up. Her wonderful smile beamed at the older woman.
"You're really sweet to me. I always enjoy working with you."
Angel closed her eyes and settled back as Elizabeth returned to work. She took one of her pencils and began to draw around the girl's pink lips. Elizabeth leaned in close to steady herself and realized how physically close she was to Angel. Her own lips were mere inches away from the lips she so desperately wanted to kiss. The girl's full and perfect breasts, only slightly hidden by the light lingerie top, were right there before her. All Elizabeth had to do was simply lower her hands and she could gather the girls breasts and guide them to her mouth.
Elizabeth caught herself. Her mind raced as she realized what had been going through her mind. She was lusting for this young girl, this beautiful girl. She felt almost out of control. She began to wonder if she could make it through this without giving in to her desire. She thought about how she was going to be putting makeup on Angel's entire body. How in God's name was she going to do it without making a fool of herself.
Angel had felt the electricity when she came in the room to be made up. In fact, she had felt that something was going on the last couple times she had been made up by Elizabeth. As Angel relaxed in the chair, she could almost feel the woman's eyes on her. She wondered how long it would be before Elizabeth would give in to her desires.
Angel shifted in the chair a bit, but kept her eyes closed. She sank lower and let her legs part. She took a deep breath so that her breasts would swell right into Elizabeth's face. She smiled inwardly as she heard a small gasp escape from Elizabeth's lips.
"Angel, I need to push your top up so that I can powder your breasts."
"Okay Liz," Angel replied.
Elizabeth reached to each side of the top and gently lifted it up and over Angel's breasts. She realized that it buttoned right in the center, so she went ahead and unfastened the buttons so she could push it off the girl. She picked up her powder brush and began to lightly trace the powder through Angel's cleavage.
She watched in awe as she danced the brush between the girl's breasts and then slowly up the rise of each one. She smiled as she admired Angel's flawless skin. She watched as she guided the brush up the side of a ripe breast to Angel's nipple. The brush circled ever so slowly and Elizabeth smiled as she watched the nipple slowly rise and harden.
Elizabeth dabbed the brush into the powder and leaned way over the girl. She leaned so far that she put one hand across to the other side of the chair and then sat on the edge so that Angel was now practically underneath her.
She went back to work with the brush, tracing it down Angel's stomach to her waist. As she lightly brushed up and down Angel's flat belly, she could see the girl's skin tighten as the brush tickled over it. She began to move the brush in long strokes, from the girl's waist, up and over her breasts, and stopped at her neck. Angel squirmed a bit as she felt the stimulation of the brush.
Once she finished Angel's upper body, she moved to the foot of the chair. She yanked on a latch and then grabbed each side of the foot rest and pushed. The latch released the section of the chair cradling Angel's leg and allowed it to split to each side. She slowly pushed each half apart and watched as Angel's smooth, tanned legs separated.
Elizabeth stepped up between Angel's legs now and tugged at the girl's panties. She found the buttons she was looking for and opened them. In another moment, the panties were off and Angel was now nude before her. Once again, Elizabeth struggled to maintain her composure as she gathered up her brush and resumed work on the girl.
Angel stayed very still, she was actually enjoying herself. Other models complained about sitting through makeup, but Angel actually enjoyed the attention and the pampering. She loved the feel of the powder brush on her skin. It was the most delightfully soft caress she could imagine.
Elizabeth sat down on a small stool -- she was so flustered she was having trouble standing. But now sitting down, she realized that she was at eye level to Angel's pussy. In fact, as she worked her brush up Angel's left leg, she kept turning her eyes to look.
Because Angel was constantly in demand for swimwear and lingerie shoots and since such clothing is skimpy by nature, she had decided some time ago to totally shave herself. In fact, she had found that a girl at her regular salon was very happy to do this for her 3 times a week. So Elizabeth had a totally unobstructed view of Angel's soft pussy. She could see the delicate lips that were pink and almost looked swollen. Being only inches away, she also thought she could smell the sweet musk of the luscious girl.
She continued working with her brush and with each stroke, got closer and closer to Angel's pussy. She scooted the stool closer as she had worked her way to the top of a thigh. She stroked the brush through the valley between Angel's leg and her belly and then crossed lightly right over the top of the girl's sex. She noticed that Angel let her legs part ever so slightly as she did.
Elizabeth was at the end of her rope. She was so totally overwhelmed by the beauty of this girl. Amazed that Angel was naked in front of her and totally relaxed. That the girl had such faith in her that she was allowing Elizabeth total access to her body. Elizabeth felt like she was living some sort of fantasy.
