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"Finally!" I said to one of my co-workers as I got up from the conference table, "I thought we would never be done."
I had been in Los Angeles for three weeks on a frustrating business trip and was glad that it seemed like it would be ending soon. The company I worked for was in LA meeting with a potential client about upgrading their computerized inventory network. After three days of tough negotiations inside one of our hotel's conference rooms, we seemed to have an agreement in place. This contract would really be a boost to our fledgling company. All that was needed was for the CEOs to sign the paperwork the next day and we could go home and celebrate.
"Great job Natalie!" my co-worker, Mike, said to me as we left the room, "You saved our asses." I was the head cost accountant at our company and my report convinced our client we needed more money than they were offering to upgrade their networks in the time they wanted.
"Hey," I asked Mike, "do you want to join me? I'm going downstairs to get a drink."
"Oh," Mike replied while looking down at his wrist watch, "no, sorry. It's past seven all ready. My wife will kill me if I don't call."
"Well," I sighed, "guess I'll be eating alone...again. Say hello to Cathy for me. Ask her why she has you on such a short leach."
"Very funny." Mike chuckled, "You know Cathy doesn't need a leach for me. She has me right by the balls. I better get going before I find myself in the dog house again."
As Mike left I made my way to the hotel restaurant. Since it was a Wednesday I got seated immediately in a booth by the hostess. When the waiter came around I ordered a salad; I was hungry and there would be time for drinking later. As I ate I noticed a pretty young women of Asian heritage sitting directly across from me. I was awe struck at how beautiful she was, with her jet-black hair, enchanting emerald eyes, smooth as silk skin, and shapely figure. When I caught her direct stare I quickly turned away, too embarrassed to look her in the eyes.
After I finished my salad I asked the waiter, "I was wondering do you have a wine list?"
"That has been taken care of, ma'am." he answered, "I will bring you your wine now."
His answer puzzled me, "What? I don't understand. You don't even know what I want yet."
"The lady over there sends her complements," the waiter said as he pointed toward the women I had been glaring at before, "I will get your wine now."
As he left the women looked at me, smiled, and got up from her seat. As she made her way over toward me I got a better look at her. She was wearing a low cut black cocktail dress with spagatti straps in the back and high heels with little leather straps that wrapped around her ankles. It seemed too sexy for a place like that but I wasn't going to complain. It really did look good on her.
"Hello," the women said with much confidence as the waiter came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses, "I see you got my present. May I sit down?"
"Of course!" I replied cheerfully as she sat down on the opposite site of the booth so she was facing me, "Thank you very much for the wine. What kind is it?"
"Chardonnay." she answered as she poured some wine into both glasses, "I hope you like it."
"I love it." I said after taking a sip from my glass, "It's very rich. If you don't mind me asking, but how much did it cost you. It seems like a very expensive wine."
"It's from a vineyard in the Napa Valley. It cost a little over one hundred dollars." she shocked me with her answer.
"You're kidding! What did I do to deserve this?"
"I'm sure you can repay me later," she said simply as she poured more wine into our glasses, "My name is Victoria."
"Well Victoria," I beamed back, "I don't know how to repay you but to say thank you again. I'm Natalie."
"So, Natalie," she said slowly, putting emphasis on the n in Natalie, "how long have you been in LA? I don't think I know you."
"No, I've only been here three days." I replied, "I'm here for business. I should be leaving in the next few days. What about you?"
"I've lived in the area all my life, Natalie." she said as she put down her wineglass and moved her right arm under the table, "So, I noticed you were looking at me earlier rather intently. Did I remind you of someone you knew?"
"Oh, no." I blushed, trying to find the right words, "I've never seen anyone like you. I just think that you are, well, very pretty and couldn't help but look at you."
"Thank you!" Victoria gleamed at me, with a sparkle in her eye, "That's very nice of you. I think you are very beautiful as well."
"You don't have to say that," I said bashfully, putting my left hand around her slender arm, "but it's very courteous for you to do so anyway."
"You are beautiful!" she said with conviction as she moved her right arm out from under the table. Then she astonished me when she began to move her bare foot up and down my lower leg.
"Victoria," I whispered, gazing out of the corner of my eyes to see if anyone was looking at us, "what are you doing?"
"Do you want me to stop, Natalie?" she giggled seductively, her words as thick as an early morning fog in London. She reached down and put both of her shoes next to me, "Just put my shoes back on."
"Well," I admitted reluctantly while taking her shoes into my hands, "I guess I don't want you to stop. Your feet feel so soft on my skin. I've had a hard day."
"I'll be glad to help you relax, if you like." Victoria said as she moved her foot up to my knee, "I'm very good at that. It's what I do for living."
"You're a massage therapist?" I asked innocently.
"No," she answered as she put her hand on mine, "I'm not talking about muscle relaxation. What I do is help people relax sensually."
"Are you saying what I think you are saying?" I asked her before taking another sip of wine. It took awhile before I could utter my next question, "Are you a prostitute?"
"I prefer personal entertainer," she responded without hesitation, "but you can call me whatever you want. I know that you want me, Natalie. I can see the hunger in your eyes. You desire me."
"What!" I was taken aback my her veracity, "Please, you are mistaken. I'm sorry if you thought I was interested in you that way."
"You may not know it yet," Victoria replied directly, "but you do want me. Haven't you ever had a longing for someone soft, someone gentle? Just tell me you aren't fascinated with me and I will go away."
"I've never been with a women before." I ducked her remark. Within a few seconds she began moving her foot toward my inner thigh. I was being to get hot from her constant foot rubbing. Victoria then reached down and unzipped my skirt so she could move her foot in further.
"It seems you like what I'm doing, Natalie." she said directly with a shrewd smile on her lips, "We can move up stairs now if you want. I think we are going to have a lot of fun tonight."
"Listen," I said, trying to force back the urges that were beginning to swell inside of me, "I really enjoy your company and you make me feel really good but I'm not a lesbian."
"That doesn't matter!" Victoria asked with plenty of sweetness in her voice, "You don't have to be a lesbian to enjoy another women's company. Most of my clients are married women looking for a little excitement in their lives. It's sort of like a meal. Their husbands are the main course, basic and dependable. I'm like the desert, satisfying the need every girl gets for something sweet and rich. There is nothing wrong with spoiling yourself every so often and doing something naughty."
"Yeah," I replied as I lost my nerve, looking at everyone in the restaurant-except Victoria, "may be some other time. I better be going now. Sorry if I let you down. Thank you very much for the wine though."
I quickly got up and rushed out of the restaurant. I was frightened at what had just happened. It wasn't what Victoria had done that scared me; it was how she made me felt. The erotic desire of wanting another women was just too much for me to handle. When I got to my room I laid down on my bed and quickly fell asleep.
"Hello?" I mumbled as I answered the phone, "What time is it?"
"It's few minutes before midnight, Natalie." a male voice answered, "This is Mike. I just got a call from the boss. The deal is over. They have decided not to go with us. We leave in the morning."
"What!" I yelled, "How could this happen? We've spend three months preparing this and they just decided they don't want it?"
"That's just about it." he replied, "They would rather wait several more months and look for someone cheaper than go with us."
"Idiots." I grumbled, "Their competitors are going to pass them by so fast in another year with the system they are using. What a pack of idiots!"
"Yup." Mike yawned, "Look, I'm going to sleep now. I'll tell you more in the morning. Goodnight"
I was furious. How could this happen I kept asking myself. We did everything they asked and they wait until the last minute to back out of the deal. Worst of all I will probably get the blame for what happened. As I sat on my bed dejected I began to have thoughts of my conversation earlier with Victoria. I could feel my inhibitions draining away as fast as my anger rose.
"To hell with it," I said to myself as I left my room, "I'm going to have her. I need a good fuck right now!" When I got to the restaurant I didn't see Victoria so I made my way to the part of the restaurant with a bar to get a stiff drink.
"Excuse me," the bartender asked as I approached him, "I have something from Victoria to give to you."
He handed me a small, plain white envelope and a single red rose. The note inside read:
Natalie,
Knew you be back. Come to Room 303 if you
want to feel extraordinary tonight. I'm waiting
for you, love.
Craving you,
Victoria
God, I wanted her so bad right then. I could of done her on top of the pool table if she was there. Really, I didn't care. I hurried up to the third floor and knocked on the door to room 303. Victoria, wearing black satin PJs, answered the door.
"Natalie," she said, her words like ice, "I knew you wanted me. I didn't think it would take you this long."
"Don't flatter yourself, bitch." I said succinctly, as I walked into her room and pinned her firmly against the wall, our breast pressing together, "You're lucky I even woke up. You know what I want."
"Such language, Natalie!" she joked before putting her lips around my lips. Her kiss was better than I had imagined it would be. It was so tender and prissy. We continued kissing each other for a few minutes, exploring every part of each others mouth. I began to run my hands down along her body, relishing every sexy curve I could find on her exquisite frame.
"Mind if I taste you?" I asked her. I kneeled down and drew my tongue along her PJs, slowly moving from her ankle to her breast.
"How am I?" she asked. I answered by tearing off her top and sinking my teeth into her plump breast. Victoria threw her head back and moaned loudly as I put my teeth into her breast even deeper.
"You're juicy. I've been wanting to do that since I first laid my eyes on you." I finally answered her question. She then undressed me, unbuttoning my shirt and skirt and ripping off my panties.
"Do you want some champagne, Natalie?" Victoria asked as she removed the rest of her clothes, "Follow me." She made her way toward her bed where she had a bottle of champagne on ice.
"Uhh," I crooned as she laid down in a seductive pose on her bed, "good idea." She pored two glasses of champagne and motioned to me to lay next to her. The champagne tasted almost as bubbly as I was feeling right then, lying next to such a sexy and sensual women as Victoria.
"You are beautiful," Victoria softly said to me as I gazed into her magical green eyes, "I want to please you."
"Go ahead!" I laughed, silly from the champagne, "Will you please me, please? Don't make a girl wait so long!"
Victoria looked at me and smiled before putting her flaming hot lips around my sensitive nipple. I recoiled at the sensation and literally rose off the bed.
"Feels good," she said as she put her arm around abdomen, "doesn't it? Just sit back and relax."
She began sucking and rolling her lips around my nipples, ever faster and harder. As she pleasured my nipples I moved my right hand through her dark, long hair, delighting in the feeling I got from running it through my fingers.
Soon Victoria moved her lips down toward my clit and began jolting me with shots of extreme pleasure. I wrapped my legs around her back and started to moan.
"Oh," I exhaled, "you are good!" She continued exploring areas inside of me that no other women had ever touched before.
"Natalie," Victoria said, momentary stopping, "you really taste wonderful."
"Umm," I groaned as she went back to using her tongue against my clit, "you make me feel wonderful." Soon she put her face deeper into me, thrusting her tongue in and out of my sweet spot with blazing speed and masterful percision. I started to grind my hips into her face as the pressure grew inside of me.
"You dirty bitch!" I yelled between deep breaths, "I feel so nice, so dirty."
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I screamed as an orgasm hit my body like a 50-foot tidal wave. "Thank you Victoria!"
I awoke the next morning only to find myself alone. All that was next to me on the bed was a white rose and a letter. It read:
Natalie,
Last night was wonderful! You are a phenomenal
women, love. Please call on me again if you're
in the area. Leave whatever you felt last night
was worth to you on the bed. I can't wait to
savor you again.
Passionately yours,
Victoria
She had spent almost the entire night pleasuring me. I had so many orgasms I lost count. Before leaving I left 800 hundred dollars on the bed. Victoria had earned it!