Chapter 276: Charity Devereaux, 36, Yesss!...

Charity Devereaux couldn’t stop staring at herself in Wendy’s mirror. The transformation was startling. She’d always known that she was a pretty girl, but this...

Her new, short, styled, cropped, black hair framed her heart-shaped face so that she looked years younger. Wendy’s makeup routine was even more flattering than Karisha’s. The salon lighting wasn’t that benign, but even so Cherry could tell that she was stunning.

She felt like she was floating on air as she walked past Miss Kitty’s, then a few doors further to Mothership Productions. Inside, she instantly forgot about herself, her new self, and stared at the sexiest boy she’d ever seen. Sexiest, naked boy.

“Cherry, this is CC Hebert. CC, Charity Devereaux.”

Cherry shook his outstretched hand automatically. She was now pointedly trying not to stare. He was tall, for a Cajun. Slender. Tan all over. Wide shoulders, flat tummy. Movie-star smile.

She thought, “Don’t stare, don’t stare.” His thick erection pointed almost straight up.

Karisha palmed Cherry’s cheeks, turning her head from side to side, studying her face. Her new do. New makeup. “Marvelous.”

“Huh? Oh, thanks.”

Karisha gestured with her hand, and Cherry, coming out of her daze, began undressing. A naughty thought slipped in — “I wish he and I were alone.” She dismissed it as soon as it had popped into her mind.

She stood there, basking in CC’s gaze, feeling an odd sensation, which she quickly realized was pride. She glanced in the mirror and adored — yes, adored — her new image. And, she noted the look of appreciation on CC’s face. He wasn’t leering, didn’t seem to be mentally panting like all the teenage boys she knew would.

He turned to Karisha, and spoke simply, sincerely, “I see what you mean.”

Since her divorce, Cherry had been streaming more porn, but this, here in the studio, in the golden light, the flattering light, this was a different kind of arousal.

Cherry was a mature woman, not some starry-eyed ingenue, but she could feel the heat in her body starting to build. This CC, this boy, this naked boy was so ... he was just so... there.

Her nipples were erect — partially a function of her loving her new look. Yet, also ... God, he was gorgeous!

“Alright, kids, I’m gonna do some Adam and Eve shots. Ignore me, ignore the cameras. Focus on each other — talk with each other.”

CC smiled — a killer smile — “You are so hot.”

“Oh, thank you.”

The conversation was mostly one-sided at first. CC was relaxed and easygoing. Cherry felt tense and her answers seemed terse and stilted. For fuck’s sake — relax! I’m the oldest one in the room. I’m the mature one.

“Stand behind her, CC, show Cherry a little affection.”

He placed his arms around her waist and drew her back into him. She could feel it pressing hotly against her back. She shut her eyes and sighed. There, that was better. She was able to relax a little with her eyes closed.

CC bent down, and nuzzled the side of her neck. “Ahh.” Cherry felt her cheeks burning, her nipples growing even harder. He slowly slid his hands from her waist, up her tummy. His cock throbbed against her back.

He was taking his time, giving her every chance to say no. His hands reached the underside of her breasts, and he flicked the tip of his tongue in her ear. “Ohhh.”

With her eyes still closed, it felt like his hands were so warm. He was now gently playing with her nipples. Cherry felt a little shaky, like her knees were unsteady.

CC leaned back at the waist, moved his erection so it was pointing down — nestled against her butt. One hand still on her breast, he inched his other hand down her tummy. He caressed the very top of her pussy-lips with a gentle fingertip. Whispered in her ear, “Want me to?”

Cherry didn’t trust her voice — she placed her hand over his and urged it downward. She had completely forgotten Karisha — all of her sensory awareness was focused on CC. His body molded against hers. His lips and tongue teasing her. His erection — so hard! — throbbing against her butt.

But most of all, his middle finger ... bringing her closer and closer ... closer... “YESSSS!”

It was one of the most intense orgasms of her life. And all he had done was touch her.