In my job as an Avon lady I was always getting phone calls from women asking me to call on them.
This call came early in the morning. I answered the phone and heard a very well spoken woman asking whether I could call on her later that afternoon. I looked at my diary and said I could. I noted her address and told her I would be there at 2.30.
When I put the phone down. I thought that the voice was not the usual type of caller I got. It was sophisticated, almost posh but very well spoken. I knew the area she lived in and knew it was one of the better parts of town.
I always had all my samples in a carrying case so there was no special need to get ready. As usual I made sure I was presentable and well made up. I looked in the mirror and admired myself. I was feeling good that day. I had sex with Ed, my husband last night and had managed to write another couple of chapters of the erotic story I was working on.
I drove to the house and got there bang on time. My memory was right, it was a nice area and the house was quite large. I rang the doorbell, after a few moments I heard the latch opening.
A very attractive lady, probably in her late thirties greeted me. She put out her hand to shake mine and said, ‘Hello, I'm Serena, do come in.'
I followed her in. The inside was as imposing as the outside. She led me into a large lounge and offered me a seat on a sofa. She asked me if I cared to join her in a glass of wine. I don't normally drink while I'm driving, but I was relaxed and said I would have a small one.
Serena returned after a few minutes with 2 glasses of white wine. We made small talk for a few minutes before I thought we should get down to business.
I said, ‘Right, now what sort of make up are you after. Is it for a special occasion.'
Serena said, ‘No, not exactly, look this is a little embarrassing. You see, I have a lover who likes me to dress tartily and now he wants me to wear tarty make up and complete the image he wants me to portray.'
I said, ‘Oh, that's fine, what have you got in mind.'
Serena, said, ‘Well it needs to match the clothing I wear for him, maybe you had better come upstairs and I'll show you.'
I followed closely and couldn't help but admire her long legs.
She led me into a huge bedroom and there on the bed was some red pvc underwear. Never in a million years would I have expected Serena to wear this.
She picked up the red pvc basque with cut outs where her boobs went and said, ‘I want red lipstick to match this, but it needs to be very long lasting, kiss proof and suck proof, if you know what I mean.'
I took a close look at the red pvc basque and admired it. I thought Ed would love to see me in this.
I opened my make up box and looked for a crimson lipstick to match the basque. I found what I thought would do and handed it to Serena. She said, ‘That looks good, will you put it on for me.'
Normally my clients are happy to put their make on themselves but I was happy to oblige Serena.
She sat on a stall opposite me and leaned forward. I got a whiff of her very expensive perfume.
I decided to outline the lips first and did this with a permanent lip pencil. Then I coated her lips with a crimson red long-lasting lipstick, then to seal the colour in applied a shiny lip gloss.
We waited a few minutes for it to dry and then Serena kissed the back of her hand. It look really erotic as she snogged her hand. I could imagine her snogging her lover. She looked at her hand and then in the mirror and was pleased it hadn't smudged.
Then she said, ‘Can you do my eyes, I thing bright green or blue or maybe black, as long as I look like a tart.'
I said ‘I think a bluey green applied very thickly will be more tarty.'
Once again Serena leaned close to me. I took a deep breath and smelt her perfume again. Soon I was finished.
Then Serena said, ‘Would you mind if I put my underwear on, I want to make sure that the make up complements the underwear.'
I was shocked but it did not bother me. Serena undressed quite happily in front of me. I admired her large breasts and noticed her nipples were hardening. She stripped completely naked and then started putting on the red pvc basque. I liked the way her breasts poked through the opening completely exposing them. There was a zip up the front and even though she could easily have done it herself she asked me to do it for her.
I moved closer to her and took hold of the zip and slowly pulled it up. As I got near the top my hands brushed against the bare skin of her boobs. I saw her physically shudder. I don't know what it was doing to her but it sure was doing something to me. I had never had any sexual contact with another female but I was definitely getting some very sexual stirrings down below.
Serena sat on the bed and passed me a pair of red fishnet stocking and asked me to put them on. I knelt on the floor in front of her.
She said, ‘They are seemed, make sure the seems are straight.'
Serena stuck out a leg for me and put her foot on my lap. My eyes glanced up to her crotch, her naked, shaven crotch. I took the stocking and put her foot in it and started pulling it up her leg. I soon got near her thigh and realised how close my hands were to her pussy. This was the first time I had thought of it as pussy. I then repeated the action with the other stocking.
Serena then stood up and said, ‘Are the seems straight.'
They were slightly crooked and I ran my hands up and down her legs straightening them.
This was terrible, I was getting turned on by another woman. ‘Fix them to the suspenders,' she said.