Grace Mallinex was putting the finishing touches on her presentation. She was hoping to make a deal, it was a good property, a single-family house, split level ranch style, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, no problems, the inspection had come back clean. Newer carpets, recently upgraded plumbing and electrical system, reshingled just last year, and sewer lines replaced 2 years ago.
Grace was working hard. Her boyfriend had dumped her for some 18-year-old giggly teen. In his book, her 28 years old was too old for him, the jerk. He was 35 and seemed to be chasing some fleeting vision of youth. Good riddance to that loser.
She knew she looked good, a natural redhead with a light spray of freckles across her face, neck, and shoulders. Grace stood at 5'7" tall, 120 pounds, Grace's set of 34B's nestled in the cups of her bra, a nice curvy flare to her hips, and sleek sexy legs. It wouldn't be a problem to find a new boyfriend, a better boyfriend.
Her client texted her, said she'd be there in 5 minutes. Grace went out on the patio deck, it was surrounded by bushes, completely hidden from the street. There was a 4 person hot tub, laid out like a square, and she unlatched the cover, moved it back, and turned on the jets. She wanted the client to see this, could be a major selling point.
Back inside, she heard a knock, answered it, and her client, Angela Wittmer walked in. Angela was about 45, she was 15 years older than Grace, 5'9'', and about 140 pounds, with a mane of golden blonde hair, she had hefty 34DD breasts. Grace shook her hand, and she wondered idly what it was like to move with those generous dairies leading the way.
''Angela welcome, I think you might like this place.''
Grace knew her client was coming out of divorce court, fortunately, her husband was quite wealthy and had given her a generous settlement, and she was eager to move on with her life. What Grace did not know was that Angela had basically torpedoed the marriage, when her husband had come home early one day from work and had found her between the legs of her yoga teacher, Lissa Laramore, that sweet young thing, no more than 22, long black hair, cocoa-colored eyes, that warm, inviting smile, slender and very flexible and very, very bi-sexual. Angela was also very bi, it had taken very little time before the first time between the sheets, the female body was so soft, so feminine, so unlike the male body. Lissa knew how to tease her, making Angela beg for it, and when she delivered, Lissa turned her into a whimpering shaking mass of an all-consuming orgasm. When it was Angela's turn, she adored licking at Lissa's sweet pussy, so similar to her pussy, yet so different, Angela had felt a rush of pride as she brought Lissa to a shuddering, juicy orgasm, her pussy giving Angela's face a flood of juices, Lissa's voice crying out her climactic pleasure. Lissa cooed to her about being bi-sexual, if you don't go both ways, you'll miss half the fun.
They had been going at it for almost a year before that fateful day when Roger caught her going at it with Lissa. It had been a painless divorce, quick and easy so that no sordid details came out.
That was the reason that Angela wanted a new place. A break from the past, the main reason, of course, she was hoping that Lissa and her could pick up where they were. Angela was eager to welcome Lissa back between her thighs, and hopefully have Lissa as a regular part of her sexual life. Maybe even move in with her, so she could wake up every morning with the glorious sight of her lover next to her, nude and ready for sweet morning loving.
***
''So, let me show you around."
Grace led the way, highlighting all the points that would be selling points, the spacious bedrooms, two bathrooms, nice, spacious living room, all the upgrades done. Angela seemed to be very receptive to the house, and Grace figured it was time for the piece de resistance, as she led Angela out to the patio.
''And, for those days when you need to soak away, a 4 person hot tub!"
Angela was very taken, she had a feeling she'd be using that hot tub a lot. She and Lissa would have such a good time, frolicking in the hot bubbling water.
"How about if I test it out? Any objections to me hopping in?"
Grace replied, "No, not a bit. The owner is all moved out, so we have the house to ourselves.''
Angela started to unbutton her blouse, she looked at Grace and said softly, "How about if you join me? There's nothing like the feeling of being nude in a bubbling hot tub.''
Grace could feel the undercurrent of sexual tension. She'd been on a dry spell, nothing but masturbation since her shit of an ex moved out 4 months ago. She wasn't sure she wanted to act on it, she'd never fooled around with a client, but she was motivated to sell this property. The customer is always right, ran through her mind.
Grace was aware of Angela's eyes on her as she stripped to her undies. She looked up, saw Angela unhooking her bra. As the bra released its cargo, she looked closer, what were those shiny things that she saw?
Angela answered it for her, when she said, ''Like my nipple jewelry? Gold nipple rings, no piercing, and the little gold chain dangles. My nipples are always so pokey, so I decided to adorn them. The rings fit just right, and it makes me feel sexy."
Angela pushed down her powder blue panties, and she stood naked. She enjoyed the fact that Grace couldn't take her eyes away, looking all over her full body. She let Grace get a good look. She saw her eyes moving, from her ring adorned nipples, down over the gentle swell of her belly, and right between her thighs, she saw the approval as Grace saw she was totally hairless and well waxed, with a tight, coin slot pussy opening.
Angela cooed, " No undies, gotta get naked for the hot tub, strip right down Grace. There's no one but us ladies here."
Grace hurriedly did so, blushing, she knew that Angela had caught her staring. She could see that Grace was just a little shorter, maybe a couple of inches, a little thinner, the exposed skin whiter than Angela's all-over tan, the naked breasts were smaller, looked like a 34B, with stiff pokey nipples, her vaginal opening was shaved clean, and a 1-inch landing strip of curly red pubic hair stretched up from just above her opening.
