The Daughter of Frigg
Book 2 - A Sister's Heart
From the Diary of: Megan Easter Gossler
As told by: Owen Nomrist
Dinner for Two -
8:00 pm - Moses Lake, Wa.
Cheyenne caught her reflection in the window of the hotel doors. She stopped to admire herself and do a final check to make sure everything was in order. Staring back at her was a stunning, curvy woman. She would have been here an hour earlier but, she had felt like getting a celebratory hair styling for her first time fucking an FBI agent. Her hair was now a copper red pixie with a shaved undercut. She was so beautiful that she didn't need or wear makeup but tonight was special, tonight she wore silver mascara with green eyeshadow from her inner corner across her top eyelids all the way to her temple like wings. She used clear mascara on her bottom lashes and a cream eyeshadow that faded into her cheekbone. She wore no lipstick, just clear gloss that made her natural pink lips look like caramelized cotton candy.
Around her delicate white neck she wore a silver chain with her wedding band on it... an announcement to any man paying attention that she was married and looking to play. To make sure the message wasn't lost or misconstrued, she also wore a silver chain on her left ankle.
Below her wedding rings was a skin tight, sheer green silk cocktail dress that sculpted itself to her tight little breasts like a second skin. Only 2 little straps held it on her shoulders, and below her breasts it hugged every curve and ridge of her ribs, caressed every suppel curve of her flat belly, and danced across the soft skin of her wide hips and bountiful ass floating tantalizingly to end high on her thick milk white thighs. Her legs were unclad, choosing to dress in as little as possible, the dress was made for her to be braless, and she loved the feeling of freedom as the cool caress of air across her taut nipples, her bare buttocks and silky smooth pussy lips. Lastly, adorning her perfectly sculpted size 5 feet were green painted toenails and copper strap 5 inch heels.
Winking at herself she walked into the hotel lobby and up to the desk clerk and winked at him with a seductive smile. She knew him well, and he, knew her even better.
Jimmy Cartwright, was very discreet and she loved disression. He knew she was a Police Officer, he also knew she was married with children, and yet he never said a thing about her extramarital rendezvous. Of course, she knew that he was running a high end escort service right out of the hotel, so they found it mutually beneficial to keep each other's secrets.
It hadn't taken Jimmy long to figure out that she was into exceptionally attractive men or women, so occasionally he called her with a client she might be interested in. Those nights she made as much in 1 night as she did in 2 sometimes 3 months salary as a Police Officer.
The staggering difference in income potential had made her give serious thought to becoming a full time... escort. The deciding factor was always the same though, she liked being a cop. She liked the accolades. She liked the power and authority, and influence. She liked the people it gave her access to that she otherwise wouldn't.
"I see your on the hunt tonight," Jimmy mumbled across the counter to her once she was close.
Cheyenne smiled and winked, "You know me Jimmy... always on the hunt. Will you ring a Bryan Brown?"
Jimmy looked through the register on his screen and found Bryan Brown, nodded to Cheyenne and picked up the phone and dialed the room. The phone rang for several seconds before it was picked up, "Good evening Mr. Brown. There is a Mrs. Cheyenne Murphy here in the lobby for you."
"Yes sir."
"Yes sir, I will do that."
Jimmy set the phone down and looked up at Cheyenne and smiled as he said, "Well, seems he's been expecting you."
"Mmm, that's good," Cheyenne purred pornograficly.
"Yeah," Jimmy mumbled, "Look, I wouldn't tell you this normally, but he must be a real beast... he has already ordered 3 of my normal girls..."
"Really," Cheyenne hummed, then asked, "Tonight?"
Jimmy nodded, "In the last 3 hours..."
Cheyenne smiled and winked as she purred, "He must have a libido that just won't go down then!"
Jimmy smiled and handed her a key, "He's in room 215. Have a good evening... and be careful!"
"Oh, I will," Cheyenne purred as she took the key and left, "The one thing I can promise is that I will have a very good evening and I am always careful!"
Jimmy smiled as he admired her ass as it swayed back and forth hypnotically as she walked away.
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Cheyenne sauntered down the hallway like she was a million dollar hooker, she was so hot with anticipation! It was like this all the time for her. Her pussy was leaking her arousal down her inner thighs and she was having a hard time keeping her clothes on or her hands out of her pussy!
Room 215 was the last room before the staircase leading down to exit doors. Knocking, she stood there with her hip thrust out waiting, 2 minutes passed and she was about to leave when the adjacent door opened and Agent Bryan Brown stepped out of the room and carefully closed the door behind him.
He looked her up and down hungrily, Cheyenne smiled sensually, feeding off of the ravenous ogling. She could almost smell his lust for her!
"Is there a pub or restaurant nearby you prefer," Bryan asked.
"No," Cheyenne purred, "I've eaten."