1. Lipstick Lesbian - Part One


    Date: 6/27/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Beckie2309, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    be arm candy for the businessmen; and women alike.” She added the last part quickly. “Hold on. Women?” I inquired. “I’m not a lesbian Mona,” I added. “I know Tee, neither am I. However, they are not like the sleazy, egotistical, chauvinistic pigs that usually hire escorts. Trust me, I feel like a queen when I’m hired by my usual, Casey. She’s an art dealer and always likes to hire me for company, and also a show.” “So you have sex with her?” I was shocked; this was news to me. “No, no. Again jumping to conclusions, there is such a thing as stripping you know! The client can’t touch and it’s the rules, agreed upon before the meeting even takes place. I may be a little lenient with the rules, but for you it’d be purely stripping.” I stayed quiet for a while. I found the idea intriguing but I just didn’t think I could misguide people like that. I’d be a ‘fake’ and that’s what I spent my entire college life fighting and protesting against. “You’d be great y’know?” she said, breaking the silence. “And why, pray tell, would that be?” “You’re flawless. You have perfect skin, a perfect smile; you’re just beautiful okay. You could be the angel from above or the seductress from below. Eeither one you’d be fantastic at and you’d get clients left, right and centre. Trust me, Tee, I’m a part of that world and know it like the back of my hand. You’d be perfect. You could even work for me if you wanted.” Her voice trailed off as I realised what she was saying. “You have an escort agency? ...
    I’m your best friend and you keep something like that away from me,” I pouted and she laughed. “Yes. However, I just offered you a job. I’ll help along the way. Heck you can even come with me on one of my usual appointments, so you can learn the ropes. Just consider it, okay?” “I’ll do it.” I hardly believed the words came out of my mouth. “Wait, what? Just like that, you’re accepting? You don’t even know the salary.” “I don’t care. It’s better than being unemployed.” We finished our long winded but surprisingly revealing conversation with plans to meet the following day. I had to dress sexy and mysterious. I was going to be an escort for women, and I was honestly a tiny bit excited. *** I spent the next day preparing myself for our plans. I ran a bath and infused the boiling water with my favourite juniper and raspberry oils so it would create a fluffy white lather that would ease my apprehensive muscles. I was meticulous with my preparations; massaging my favourite shampoo into my brunette tresses, and making sure I shaved expertly, so no hair remained below my head. Once finished I buffed my sun-kissed skin until it emanated a healthy radiance, and painted both my nails and toenails in a matching French polish design. Happy with my beauty regime, I stepped into my black lace panties, placed the suspender belt neatly on top before I rolled on a pair of black silk stockings, attaching them securely. I donned the matching black lace balcony bra to complete the section of my ...
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