Author's note: This is a chapter in a series that will include lesbianism and themes of sex work, with potentially various guest kinks in different chapters depending on the client. Please do not read if such themes offend you, and if you want realism look elsewhere, as my stories are smutty sapphic fantasy. All characters are 18 or over.
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which is a collection of various series all set on Sapphire Lane, each lesbian related but exploring different kinks. Each series is standalone but features cameos and potentially crossovers with other series.
Chapter 3
Gabbie spent Sunday mostly helping her mom with yard work and doing her homework, however, she couldn't stop thinking about the successful audition the day before with Bianka, the beautiful Hispanic woman who was now her boss (or 'pimp' she jokingly thought), and the other young woman who were now her colleagues. It was surreal to think she was now officially, despite not having done any jobs yet, an escort at an exclusive lesbian agency. She was excited to get her first client, but didn't hear anything from Bianka on Sunday which was to be expected as the agency had only just opened for business, but this didn't make Gabbie any less impatient to get to work.
Gabbie was hoping to get her first client in the upcoming week, so was delighted when she checked her phone during lunch hour at high school on Monday to find Bianka had texted her a job offer. It was with a woman named Tracey who was 47 years old, and desired a sensual evening. Gabbie immediately accepted the job without a second thought, thrilled to get one so soon and excited to meet her first ever client.
Bianka scheduled the session to be Tuesday evening, the next day, and told Gabbie to skip dinner as Tracey wanted to have a meal with her. The woman lived in the suburbs, not too far from Sapphire Lane, but Bianka arranged a taxi to give Gabbie a lift at 6 o'clock to the client's home then pick her back up later that evening (as it was a school night after all!).
Having her first client booked in made the situation even more surreal, with Gabbie barely able to believe how her existence as a virgin had so quickly changed to one where she had a lesbian orgy and now was going to be doing lesbian escorting!
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Tuesday evening couldn't come fast enough for Gabbie, and she found the day at school to be such a slow drag, so she was thrilled when the bell rang and she hurried home, not bothering to wait for Tina, Natasha, or any of her other friends who lived in Sapphire Lane that she normally would have walked home with.
She told her mom she was going out for dinner round Natasha's, pretending they were all going to wear sexy dresses just for fun; knowing her mom was trusting and had no reason to check up on the lie. She changed out of her Ginerva Academy school uniform and took a shower, wanting to be fresh for her client, then dressed in black lace panties and her tight orange dress that clung to her curvy body, and showed off her cleavage and legs so well. She didn't bother with the nipple petals again as liked the idea of having the outlines of her nipples visible through the fabric to tease her client as they ate dinner. When she got paid for her first few jobs, Gabbie decided she'd go shopping for a few new outfits but for now her orange dress was perfect, even feeling lucky as it was the one that she wore in the photos that got her the audition, and then to the audition itself.
At 10 minutes to 6, Gabbie left her house, taking a handbag with her mobile phone inside, and walked to the entrance of Sapphire Lane which led on to the main road. She had asked for the taxi to pick her up here as it would arouse suspicion if her mom saw her being picked up from home when she had said she was going to Natasha's who lived just a couple of minutes down the road away.
The taxi was there waiting, driven by a friendly female driver nicknamed Dixie who was a former sex worker friend of Bianka, and she told Gabbie as they drove how she had retired from streetwalking when she turned forty to become a taxi driver and that she'll be doing all the driving jobs in Bianka's agency. They pulled up in front of a large, detached house that resembled the ones on Sapphire Lane, and Dixie gave Gabbie her number so the teen could text her when she was ready to be picked up.
Dixie's chatter had kept her relaxed, but as she stepped out of the taxi and walked up the driveway to the front door, Gabbie couldn't help being a bit nervous. Afterall she had basically only ever had one sexual experience (albeit a wild one with six other females) and here she was, dressed in a revealing dress, about to knock on the door of an older woman she had never met who was paying her to have sex. However, she wasn't about to chicken out, and rang the doorbell, waiting with bated breath as she felt a mixture of excitement and trepidation.
It was only a short wait until she heard the door unlocking, and was opened by a woman she presumed to be Tracey, her first ever client. She was a tall white blonde with long hair and an attractive thin face with prominent smile lines and subtle make-up. Her slim and athletic body looked stunning in a form fitting turquoise sleeveless dress that extended down to just past her knees. Her breasts, artificially enhanced, were large and firm, with cleavage enticingly displayed in her dress. Gabbie couldn't believe that she would be having sex with such a stunning woman (especially being paid for it too), who at 47 was more than a decade older than even twice Gabbie's age.
"Hi, you must be Gabbie! You look even more gorgeous than your photo... come in." Tracey smiled, showing her perfect white teeth, and stepped back to allow Gabbie to enter, the girl returning the greeting whilst trying not to show that she was a bit nervous.
"Perfect timing as I had just finished cooking dinner! If you go through there to the dining room then I'll just plate it up and bring it in." Tracey smiled.
"Yeah sure, I can't wait!" Gabbie smiled, and the woman hurried off through another door to the kitchen. The teen realised that the woman was probably just as nervous as she was, and she wondered if Tracey had ever hired an escort before. Gabbie went through the door that the woman had gestured to, entering the dining room where she found the table was laid for two with a placemat on the end and another placemat in front of the chair to its right, set up so they would be sat as close together as possible. Gabbie took the chair to the right, thinking the older woman should sit at the head of the table. The teen noticed a candle was lit and there was quiet music playing, making her smile how cute it was for the woman to put effort into creating a romantic atmosphere.
Tracey came in carrying a tray with two dishes of spaghetti Bolognese, and placed them down on the placemats then took her seat.
"Wow, smells delicious." Gabbie grinned appreciatively, not lying as the food looked and smelt mouth-watering.
"Thanks, it's actually one of the only things I can cook well..." Tracey laughed "Do you do much cooking?"
