Trading Up

As I turned the corner of the shelves, I had to stop short to avoid running into the short plump woman in the charcoal suit and green silk top, mile-deep cleavage meeting the V of the blouse to make down-pointing arrow framed by the jacket fit snugly around and under the hills within, and out of politeness glanced immediately a bit further up to the brown eyes staring at me more than a head length below my eyes. After a second, I gasped and said, ?Mrs. Pan, how the hell are you??She grinned back and said even more quietly, leaning in a little to make sure I heard, ?Just Ms. now, Brant, but we?ve known each other long enough you can call me May.?She would never have let me do so back in the days when Pearl was giving herself to me freely, so I smiled, ?Good to see you again, May.??And you,? she smiled. She looked up at the bookcase I had turned past and added quietly, ?Surely you don?t need to read how-to books on sex? I was under the impression you learned that very well with my daughter.?I managed not to cough and, quicker on my feet than I felt, simply smiled, ?I was checking whether my latest volume was in stock.?She chuckled quietly and said, ?Let me buy you a coffee so we can catch up, and be sure to send me an advance copy. For research purposes.?As we walked to the coffee shop in the bookstore, I felt the old desire for her that had gotten its hooks in me the first time Pearl had introduced me to her. ?She?s just a boring dumpy old Asian woman,? Pearl had said, but in fact, she was vibrant, alive, sensual, and fascinating, even to a high school senior with designs on her daughter?s chastity.I looked down at her as she stopped to look at a display of new books; she looked up at me as I was devouring her with my eyes, and after a moment murmured, ?You?ve grown up very nicely.?I simply nodded and continued gazing into her eyes; after a minute they narrowed as she smiled and looked back at the books, and I took the opportunity to glance quickly at her full figure, wide hips and thick waist as beguiling as ever. She glanced back and smiled at my attention. ?Come,? she said, ?caffeine is calling.? Over the next fifteen minutes we chatted quietly, staring into each other?s eyes, over a too-small table that made our conversation seem intimate, even secret, and within a minute were flirting accordingly.?You?re still gorgeous,? I said finally.?You always did have an eye for me,? she said directly as she looked at me unblinking.?True beauty always stands out.??So my husband said from the first day we met. He was always, shall we say, on his toes whenever he saw me.??And yet??She thought for a second and her face darkened. ?No, my husband died four years ago,? she said as she looked down into her coffee, then back up at me. ?Car accident. A year after Pearl broke it off with you.?We sat quietly for a minute and then I asked, ?And Pearl, how is she then??She smiled oddly. ?You?ll be heartbroken, I?m sure, to learn she is now married. A bit over a year and a half now.??Is he a good man??She smiled even more oddly, ?For her, I suppose.? She sipped from her coffee and asked, ?And what are you up to these days??I told her of my job and doings, and she listened intently, watching me intensely, and proving she knew what she was talking about asked several questions that had me on my toes. After she had satisfied her curiosity, I asked, ?And what do you do now??She smiled, ?For the first few months after?having to fend for myself, I learned how to invest all the money he left me. I could have been extremely well off without doing anything but sit on my ass, but it?s already well developed enough and who knows, I could lose it all just by not knowing more than basic accounting. He had taught me a lot about money though when he let me help him with some of his less important tasks, and I must have been a good student, but most days I only need to read the stock pages and financial section for an hour and I?m done for the day, so I returned to my first career. A hobby, really, but a successful one.??What is that? Artist? Dancer??She smiled happily, ?No, you might say I?m an actress of sorts.??Let me buy you lunch and you can tell me all about it.??No, come to work with me now and I?ll show you.??Gladly.?She grinned, ?It?ll be ?Bring Your Daughter?s Ex to Work Day.?? She led me through the parking garage to a small door in a fence, and we entered a small garden that formed a court onto which three spare but solid güvenilir bahis doors opened. She led me to the one on the right and said, ?This is the private entrance for the owners around here. Wealth has privileges, and pays for them well.? She led me into a comfortable foyer, locked the outer door behind us, and opened the inner door, and switched on a light to a well-appointed office, desk with a computer in the corner, a leather couch, and two chairs in the middle, and a sideboard. She seated me in one of the chairs as she went to her desk and checked the computer briefly and intently, then made a quick call. ?Hello, Doreen, I?m in. Any cancellations? ? Good, good, buzz me when Mr. Kurtzman arrives. ? Already here?? She smiled. ?Right, send him in in five minutes.?She smiled at me, ?So, come with me.? She led me into a dark small room with a comfortable chair facing a mirror and hit a switch that illuminated another room beyond the mirror. ?Sit here and watch. I do think it will be well worth your time.?She closed the door, and I stared in surprise at the room, which while beautifully decorated had an obvious purpose. Two minutes later she appeared in the room in nothing but a richly decorated robe tight around her full figure. I blinked as she prepared a massage table with swift ease and then turned and smiled as the door opened and a middle-aged man entered in just a robe.?Hello, Jacob.??Hello, Ms. Pan.??The usual???But of course.? She nodded and watched with a bewitching smile as he dropped the robe and stood before her, an uninspiring physique for which a full erection fully compensated.She smiled joyously, transformed into a woman seemingly younger and more naïve, and said happily, ?You?re always so glad to see me, Jacob! Look at that!? All three of us did for a moment, and then she led him to the table and lay him face down on it for a thorough massage.Twenty minutes later she had him roll over and undid her robe to leave her bare above the waist but securely held close on the hips. I stared as avidly as Jacob at the mammary bliss open finally to our eyes, sagging and full, smooth and perfectly rounded, a light tan with dark nipples and two-inch-wide aureolae. The fevered speculations I had pursued, second brain in hand, for the five years or so I had fantasized about her off and on were finally answered, and the reality was more beautiful than I had managed to imagine.At that moment she began massaging his front; Jacob reached up and began fondling her breasts as they overflowed his eager hands. As I stared, memorizing what he let me see of her breasts from every angle, she had become a third persona, worldly and seductive, as she kept up a stream of low-pitched patter about Jacob?s body, praising his sexiness in many different ways, none false yet none obvious, and I watched dumbstruck as she massaged him thoroughly, her breasts swinging free as she finished his legs.His head was thrown back as she worked out a sore spot, and with a glance at his closed eyes, she looked up and straight into my eyes. She blew a kiss and then glanced down at his cock and back up at me. She made a jerking motion briefly and shook her head, glanced downward toward my cock and up again, and shook her head once more before returning to her client.After another minute only one muscle remained unmassaged. She pulled out a condom and unwrapped it and slid it expertly on Jacob?s cock. She looked into his eyes and said, ?Such a beautiful man deserves the ultimate pleasure.??You?re so beautiful,? he said, echoing my fevered thoughts, and rested his upper weight on his elbows to look down as she lowered her head to his cock and took the head between her lips. She stared up at him, occasionally glancing to the side to look in the mirror and stare into my eyes, and worked him deep inside her, his six inches completely inside her within two minutes. She stared up unblinking as he reached the peak and then bobbed her head as he spilled, screaming in ecstasy as he gripped the edge of the table tightly.She let him snooze for a minute as she removed the condom and wiped him up gently, and after a minute redid the top of her robe and nudged him awake. ?You?ll be late back to the office,? she smiled tenderly, and he nodded.?Same time next week good??She smiled, ?Of course! I?ll always have an opening for you.? They laughed and he left to dress. After the door closed, she cleaned up quickly, much of the time staring güvenilir bahis siteleri into the mirror and almost always directly into my eyes. Thirty seconds after she finished, she opened the door and smiled at me, ?Join me in my office??We sat in the chairs and I tried not to drool as she said, ?So now you know. I?m a pro. Like I said, an actress of sorts. My clients? fantasies brought to life. Like Jacob. He likes powerful women, especially Asian women. Ones who seem a little weak and then their passion comes to life for him and they?re swept away and drink him. How was it???Very convincing!?She nodded as she stared into my eyes questioningly. ?And did you like it???Yes.??So will you stay to see the rest today, or have I scared you off???I?ll be there on the edge.? I paused a second and added, ?Of my seat.??You?ll probably especially like the next one. Most men would, I suspect. Special client. Let?s just say?high up in the department within the police fighting the good fight of this wretched righteous city against vice and immorality. It?s my weekly fee to make sure the guardians of purity turn a blind eye to my hobby.? She glanced at the clock and said, ?Remember, silence. Complete darkness. And there?s nothing to wipe up with, so no spills.?She went to the desk and phoned briefly. ?Is the next appointment here? Good, yes, in five minutes.?She held the door open for me and waited until I was seated in the room and said, ?Remember, your lips are sealed. That?s the law, and this is the law.? I nodded and she smiled and went to work.After five minutes, the door opened and an older black woman entered in a red robe, tough-looking, and steady-eyed, and May said quietly and playfully, ?We meet again, dear Inspector.? The woman walked to the little table on the side and removed her robe and stood tall, her warm brown skin beautiful against the light blue wallpaper. I watched as her thick triangle came into view within wide hips under a thick waist and full breasts, and looked up to the brown eyes that examined the scene in the mirror almost as if searching me out. She turned and watched fixedly as May removed her own robe, just a thick pair of panties preventing me from glimpsing my dream.The next 45 minutes passed without my noticing them as May massaged her back and front, letting her caress her breasts as she built her client?s desire to the highest pitch and then stared into her eyes as she raised her thighs to open her to her hand and caressed expertly, watching gimlet-eyed as she came alive, and at a certain point looked into my eyes through the mirror, smiled, and then went to the foot of the table and lowered her face between the thick brown thighs and worked fast and hard, all the details I wished I could see hidden. The Inspector?s reaction was evident, however, as she circled her hips and gasped for a minute and then thrust forward, lifting her ass half a foot off the table as she grabbed May?s head tightly and held her face hard against her wet center, fucking up and out as hard as I?d ever seen a woman play out her lust, and then she moaned heavily and crushed May?s head for a minute.May stayed in place after her climax and continued playing until she came alive again. ?How many times, Sarah?? she asked.?Three.?She returned to sucking and soon drew out a second massive climax. Looking up into the mirror with a mischievous smile and wink, she said, ?Let?s watch you together while you come for the last time.??What???Yes, like this.? She seated Sarah so that she faced the mirror, and standing behind her let her lean back until her lips were fully exposed to me when she raised her thighs. They both stared into the mirror, May knowing exactly where to look so that it seemed she was staring at me, and then rubbed her expertly, letting me see every detail as Sarah fell to pieces against her hand, staring at the image of the tan hand spreading her black lips and working deep into the pink within.Sarah came two minutes later, leaning back in May?s arms, and finally collapsed, closing her thighs as May removed her hand. ?Please let me???No, I told you I prefer to keep this professional.?Sarah smiled, ?You can?t stop a girl from asking.?They kissed cheeks and Sarah left; May washed up quickly, herself and then the table, and put on her robe and then led me into her office. ?You loved that, didn?t you???Of course. I just wish I could have seen it when you were?kissing her.?She shrugged, iddaa siteleri ?It?s just a cunt. Surely you?re tired of the same old same old? I am, and no doubt you?ve seen almost as many as I have.??It?s a never-exhausted, evergreen pleasure.?She chortled, ?Well phrased.??You never let her do you back???She?s a client, not a friend. It?s a solid boundary. I only suck her without a dam because she insists, and as a representative of the law, I let her have that privilege. Everyone else needs latex.?She went to the desk and phoned again. ?Right, send him in in five minutes.? She looked at me appraisingly. ?I still haven?t scared you off???I?m more fascinated than ever.??Right, well, the next one?s kind of boring. You shouldn?t take a nap though; I don?t want you snoring and giving up the game.?We laughed and I watched as she massaged a well-off, well-hung schlub who looked to be in his early thirties, bringing him off by mouth expertly into a condom, and then wiping him up and letting him leave in a daze, feeling from her manner that he was the greatest lover she had ever pleasured.We had fifteen minutes before she had to prepare for the next appointment. In the office she sat across from me, robe demurely done up and legs crossed chastely, and answered, ?In college. Freshman year. Dad went bankrupt and I needed to make money to stay in school, because I had no desire to return home and eke out a bare existence while they got back on their feet. A distant acquaintance of Dad?s had come to campus for recruitment, and we met for coffee and it turns out he had a real thing for short plump Asian women, just legally old, and he offered me ever so much money for my company and my silence. I was desperate and naturally talented at play-acting, and, you know what? I enjoyed it. He went crazy when I discovered all his little buttons to push, and I felt like a queen. Within a week I knew how to turn it on when I knew a man was interested, and over the next four years Bill, that?s Dad?s friend, found me a couple of other clients. Clean, respectful, and vulnerable to my particular?charms. And above all, unacquainted with Dad!?We chuckled and she continued, ?And that continued my first year in grad school. Then I met the great Mr. Liu. Pearl?s father. Our first night was paradise. We were in love. So I gave it all up and didn?t even remember it after three months. Then?after meeting with my legal consultant a couple of months after the funeral, I ran into Bill again in the lobby and we had drinks, and then a wondrous reunion in his hotel room, and I realized I still had it. Even more than before, mature and perfectly experienced, and to certain men and women, I was intoxicating.?I played with the idea for a few months, then I found a guy for a while. The breakup was ugly. I decided I wanted more respect than that, and the lowliest pro on the corner gets more respect than that guy gave me.? She shook her head and then smiled, ?So I had a business meeting with Bill?only business,? she smiled, ?because he had finally gotten married, a sweet Vietnamese woman who looks so much like me you just know what Bill likes! She just thinks I?m Bill?s old business associate and financial wizard. In a way I am.?We chuckled, and she ended, ?So he told me all the ins and outs of the client?s side and advised me how to set it up, conceal it, make the word known only to those you could trust, definitely by quiet word of mouth. It?s a lot easier if you?re independently wealthy, of course, and just dabbling in it as a hobby.? We laughed.She glanced at the clock. ?Last client. Look sharp!?The fellow was in much better physical condition than other two, and when he dropped his robe I stared at the massive instrument jutting out ten inches ahead of him. May smiled happily and jealousy burned within me as she simpered and charmed him onto the table. Young and taut, he looked up at her with much the same look of desire I myself no doubt did, and she turned her full attention to him and smiled as his cock began throbbing. ?Not yet,? she said simply, and he rolled over and groaned as she worked his muscles. Suddenly she looked up at me and smiled even more beautifully than she had at him; after a wink and a blown kiss, she returned her attention to him, leaving me bereft.Finally, she had massaged him completely and the last task was at hand. ?Twice this time?? He nodded and she pulled out two condoms. She unwrapped the first and slipped it on his throbbing member, somehow stretching it all the way to its base. She looked up into the mirror and smiled obscurely, then turned and dropped her robe, then stripped off her panties, turned away so I could only guess at the sight.