Savannah 2:1 - Gwen's next date

Gwen studied herself in the mirror and wondered what men saw in her. On top of that, she wondered what her husband ever saw in her. It was obviously nothing he desired for some time. She knew marriages tended to falter at times and she shouldn't take too much to heart but she couldn't help it. At least since coming to work for Madame Gretchen the men she fucked seemed to like her well enough.

She looked at the calendar, surprised by the weeks that have gone by since starting her "career" as an escort. She limited herself to one date a week to service these men so it wouldn't seem too out of place for her to be gone in the evening. The weeks when her husband was actually home, she put herself off limits so as not to accidently cross paths with him. It seemed the cautious thing to do.

Gwen picked up her hairbrush and ran it through her locks. She had a little over an hour to get ready for her date this evening. The gentleman requested that she wear something formal, but easy to remove. She laughed inwardly at that request. She couldn't imagine wearing something that was difficult to remove. She was, after all, specifically asked to meet him for sex. What did he think she would wear, a chastity belt? Nevertheless, she picked out a simple black silk sheath, black lace bra and thong and black thigh high stockings. She didn't really need the stockings on a warm evening like this, but the men seemed to like them. She'd slip on a pair of black stilettos pumps right before she left as to save her feet some discomfort as long as she could.

Gwen finished with her makeup, slipped on her dress and shoes and made her way to her car. The address she was given was only a few miles away and she preferred driving herself as opposed to being at the mercy of a cabbie's schedule.

The building was impressive, from what Gwen could see, it was well maintained and expensive. The ride up to the man's apartment was guick and Gwen took one last deep breath before knocking on the door. While feeling nervous, she enjoyed what she did every bit as much as the men who enjoyed her company. She was looking forward to the evening's tryst.

The door opened and a strikingly handsome man met her gaze. Gwen smiled demurely and introduced herself.

"Please, come in."

Gwen walked into a lush foyer and followed him into a large sitting room where, to Gwen's surprise, sat an equally striking woman.

"I'm sorry," Gwen said as she turned to leave, " I must have the wrong address."

"No," said the man. " No, you have the right place. This is, um, my wife Linda. She, um, well..."

Linda held up her hand and stopped him. "I found out about his little date and decided to see for myself who he was fucking while I wasn't around."

Gwen felt the heat in her face. She was so embarrassed. "Look, I'm sorry. I had no idea.."

Linda cut her off. "Please, I've know for a long time that Bryant has been going outside our marriage. I just wanted to see who it was this time. Funny, though, I thought you'd be more..." Linda waved her hand trying to come up with the right word.

"Trashy?" Gwen offered with a small smile.

Linda's face broke into a smile as well, "Why yes. That would be the right word. But you're obviously not. In fact, you're quite lovely. Please, sit down. I know this is awkward, but I'd like to talk to you."

Gwen took a seat beside the woman on the sofa. Bryant sat as well but looked much less comfortable with the situation.

"Look, I realize this isn't what you planned for the evening. Bryant and I have already shared some words about the situation." She looked at Bryant who looked at the floor. "However, now that you're here and now that I've had a chance to see you, I'm thinking that this evening can turn out different. So here's the thing, I don't know how much was agreed to for payment, but I have a proposition for you if you're interested."

Gwen looked from Linda, to Bryant, who looked stunned, and back to Linda again. "I'm listening."

"What would it cost for both of us to be with you tonight?"

Gwen was taken aback. She never thought about being with a woman. She knew plenty of women who had, even some of her friends when they were in college, but never her. The thought didn't repulse her though, in fact it made her curious. A dull throb started between her thighs as she thought about it. She imagined the feel of a woman's breast beneath her hand, the soft sensual skin against hers, the taste of of a woman's sweet juices that weren't her own. Gwen flushed with the thoughts. She looked over at Bryant. From his facial expression, it was easy to see he was very interested in this idea. He was handsome, well built and obviously into it. Linda was a beautiful woman, lithe and natural. The though of both of them together with her in bed doubled the feelings between her thighs.

Gwen had to carefully consider her words and actions. Madame Gretchen warned her about being honest with her regarding money. If Gwen fucked her over, the job would no longer be hers. On top of that, she had no idea what to charge.

"Consider the addition of you as part of the original fee. To be completely honest, I've never been with a woman before and I can't see charging you for something in which I have no experience." Gwen said. And she didn't want to make Madame Gretchen angry.

"But you have experience pleasuring a man?" Linda asked.

"Well, yes..."

"Then pleasuring a woman isn't much different. Besides, I have experience so I can teach you." With those words, Linda leaned forward and pressed her lips against Gwen's. Linda's soft tongue probed her lips until she parted them to let her enter. Gwen melted at her touch and instantly knew this would be an evening to remember. Their kiss deepened as both women pulled each other into a deep embrace. Somewhere behind them Bryant gasped as Gwen began to delve into this new territory.

To be continued...