Sensual Sunday Stories continues to day with apart five in the client series. Though the story is becoming more and more an even larger story. As we started with the ‘Story Teller’, where we met with GIorge. Her story continued in ‘The Voyeur’ and she now features in ‘The Client’. What is going to happen next?
Artist/Photographer Unknown at this time.
Sensual Sunday: The Client! Five
Turning her body away from Henry taking a seat on the table, Monica keeps her eyes focussed on Giorge. Sitting very still as her arousal is awakened by the caressing fingers of Monica. Blocking the view from Henry she leans into Giorge, with a flick of the fingers unbuttoning another button and skimming along the bra across her soft skin.
Giorge’s heart is beating in her throat in excitement of the way she is treated. Never had a woman’s hand touched her like this, or ever. It felt familiar and has her hands move up and take over. With eyes closed she could sense a finger slipping underneath the rail fabric curved sliding across her breast and pushing her hardened nipple aside, having it pop back as she passed.
Teeth grip into her lips but quickly released with Monica’s lips kissing and teased them with a quick lick. “You want to fuck him to, right?” The gentle displacement of air reached Giorge’s ear having her jump up from her seat and run out of the studio. Monica is laughing and licking her finger having Henry stop moving and the camera stop taking pictures.
“What did you do Monica” Henry asks in his obnoxious tone. He walks over to the table, with his shirt flapping around over his shoulder, his hand waves to the lady with the camera. “Okay we are done here, go collect the pictures”
With a firm grip he holds Monica by the cheeks and pulls her closer to his face, his tongue pushes its way into her mouth and the kiss is one of lust. Her eyes have that dreamy look with her tongue she licks up every drop of saliva hanging from her lips. “I’ve done nothing Henry, darling. I just told her your story for the magazine. Auwauaw!”
Henry’s hands squeeze her cheeks in hard. “You better not have made me look like a baby”. With a short throw he releases her face; his eyes go from angry squint to happy when the camera woman walks past.
Giorge on the other hand has run off to the toilets leaning over the sink with the water running. Her eyes are wide open and she is breathing shallow and fast. “Calm down Giorge, calm down. Do not let her get to you. Or him… he is not worth it.” An arm wraps around her waist, “God no, she seen me… how could she…”
Tears start to fall on to the counter as the camera woman enters the bathrooms as well. Seeing Giorge in despair and crying she doesn’t think twice and holds her in her arms. “It’s okay, you can tell me what happened….”
“What was that last bit Isabella?” Giroge snickers and sniffs up her nose. Her fingers take a firm grip of Isabella’s back of her shirt.
“Nothing Sorry….”But in a more silent voice “I always wanted to hold you close to me…”
©Ranting Crow2014
What will happen next? Come back next week and find out. Earlier stories can be found in the Crow’s Nest.
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