Chapter 6 – The Fallen Diva
Lena wakes up from the gentle kiss on her lips. Opening her eyes, Lena sees the smiling face of the beautiful blond woman she had lesbian sex with above her. Their lips meet again, then their tongues entwine. Their kiss lasts for at least a minute.
"So, did you enjoy yourself?" ask Isabel, kneeling up.
"I enjoyed you." Lena replies with a smile. "You really know how to please a girl for someone who says she isn't a lesbian."
"Thank you." Says Isabel. "Same can be said for you."
Lena moves herself off the bed and reaches for her dress and bra on the floor.
"Going now?" ask Isabel.
"Yeah, I think I should." Answers Lena, putting on her bra. "I really had a great time, but I need to go home and put this week behind me."
"Sure." Says Isabel, sitting on the bed to face Lena. "Don't you want to take a shower first?"
"No." Lena slips her dress on. "When I get home, I'm going to get the stuff Chad left in my room and I'm going to burn them, along with this dress. I'm going to dance around the fire naked in celebration of my newly found freedom from Chad, then swim in the pool to cool off, then shower and finally masturbate myself to sleep."
"Sounds like a plan to me." Isabel comments.
"Like to come with?" invites Lena. "My parents aren't home. You can see where I live."
"I don't think so." Replies Isabel. "We should just part company here and now."
"Yeah, I guess."
"Another thing," says Isabel, standing up from the bed and stands in front of the fully dressed Lena. "Don't burn the dress."
"Why?" Lena inquires. "I look like a slut in this."
"You did." Says Isabel, gliding her hands up Lena's arms and to her face. "But now you look like a woman in charge of her sexuality. Not a slut but a sex diva."
As Lena's face is gently pulled to Isabel, their lips meet to form another open-mouth kiss. Lena feels empowered by Isabel's words as their tongues dance in their joined mouths. Feeling Isabel's round breasts pressed against hers, Lena puts her hand on the hips of the still naked Isabel and slides them down to her ass.
Lena breaks the kiss and slowly guides Isabel backward to the bed.
"Lie down." Instructs Lena.
Isabel sits on the edge of the bed and reclines. Lena kneels between Isabel's spread thighs. Moving to Isabel's pussy, Lena wets her lips and presses them to the welcoming clit.
*****
On the cab ride from the hotel, Lena thinks of how she gave Isabel the best job of their time together. The first four was just practice, something to learn from. The last cunnilingus was her reward to Isabel. The only person she had sex with who did not make her feel like a trashy slut.
Sex diva
. Lena thinks.
Sounds better than slut or whore.
Lena looks away from the passing streets outside the cab and to the cab driver. From the passing street lights, Lena makes out the driver's appearance as an average looking dirty blond haired man in his late-twenties. She ponders if instead of paying him with the money Isabel gave her, she could just pay him with a blowjob.
It wouldn't be like before with Chad pushing her, Lena would be in control. She would give the cab driver a choice, money or sex. Most likely, he would want sex. Assuming he's straight that is.
Lena wonders what if instead of a blowjob, she could let him fuck her on the hood of the cab, missionary or anal. Or she could invite him in her house and fuck him in her bedroom. Or in her parents' bedroom.
Lena's sexually erratic imagination suddenly ceases as she feels a tiny tickle of her fluids quietly ooze from her excited pussy. She presses her thighs closer together, hoping to contain it.
Focusing her mind to the present, Lena decides not to proposition the cab driver with sex and just pay him.
*****
Entering through the front door, Lena notice the house lights are still on this late at night. Figuring the maid, Teresa, passed out before turning off the lights, which Lena decides is not her problem.
"So you're finally home." A female says.
Lena turns to see a tall raven-black haired woman dressed in white silk blouse with a black skirt down to her knees. Lena immediately recognizes her as Claudia, her father's assistant/slut.
"Claudia." Says the surprised Lena. "Why are you here?"
Claudia sternly walks to Lena and takes her by the arm.
"Your father wants to speak to you." States Claudia.
Lena is unable to pull her arm from Claudia's strong grip as she is guided down the hall to the living room. Upon entering, her attention turns to the group of men scattered around the wide spaced room, she notices Teresa serving drinks to the guests. Then her sights center on auburn haired, man with a husky built in his early fifties dressed in a dark gray business suit sitting on a white couch.
"Dad." Lena addresses the man. "When did you get back?"
"Sit down, Lena." Lena's father says in a stern tone, patting his hand on the couch, gesturing for her to sit next to him.
An uneasy feeling goes over Lena and settles in her stomach. It was a familiar feeling as she notices all the men gazing at her. Despite this sudden unsettling feeling, Lena walks to her father and sits on the couch by her father. One of the men, a tall and slender whitish blond haired man also in his early fifties sits down next to Lena.
"Your daughter is very lovely, Adrian." Says the blond man.
"Lena, you've met Leon?" asks Adrian. "Chad's father."
