Chapter 21: Grace

The next evening, they all squeezed into the bathroom naked. Larissa went first, so she hopped into the shower while the other three watched. It was the opposite to her shower with Jane – when it came time to wash herself down there, Alan opened the door and did it for her, very thoroughly. Woo. When she finished in the shower, Fiona dried her thoroughly and then she lay on the floor while the three of them explored her very thoroughly looking for hair below her neck. When she was done, all she had was hair on her forearms and her landing strip, and they’d all had a very good look at her, even rolling her over to have a good look at her ass crack. And it seemed necessary for all of them to run their fingers up and down her pussy in case there was stray hairs there somewhere.

Then Alan got in the shower, and they reversed roles – Larissa washed his dick and balls very thoroughly, and then Julian dried him. But no point looking all over Alan for hair – he had it everywhere. What did Fiona want? Short above this dick and clean balls, so the three of them collaborated to do that, making sure they kept him hard. “To make it easier for us,” Larissa explained.

Then it was Julian’s turn in the shower, and Fiona washed him and Alan dried him. What did Larissa want? Well, they waxed the back of his neck, and then they worked together to shave his pubic hair clean off, and his balls, giving him the same attention Alan got. Larissa said that if she liked it, he’d get to try waxing out too. But Xander sure liked it, she said with a grin. Or maybe it was Steph, but he’d stayed bare down there.

At this point, both Fiona and Larissa got distracted playing with their guys balls – did they like them like that? They sure as hell did, and both of them got a blowjob on the spot.

Finally, it was Fiona’s turn in the shower, and Julian cleaned her and Larissa dried her and kissed her up. Then they lay her on the floor and removed every last hair below her neck, even her forearms since she had dark hair there that she shaved. They gave her the same treatment, all having a very good inspection of her pussy, just in case. Fiona was right on the edge when they rolled her over and checked her back, ass, crack and the backs of her legs. Alan was just casually running his hands up and down the insides of leg so they could all enjoy the way she was shaking, and then Julian held her arms together and Larissa tied her up. When they rolled her over she was grinning.

Both Julian and Larissa got a nipple each, while Alan went down on her. Alan brought her to the brink three times, and then Julian pulled her up, sitting on him, so her could hold her tits from behind while Larissa kissed her, and Alan ate her out. Yeah, she really loved that and came quickly now that they let her. When she come down from her high, Larissa asked, “So, your first time tied up like that, how did you like it.”

Fiona smiled dreamily at her. “I don’t know how you could not like that, so hot with my friends loving me, and my lover eating me out. Thanks. You know, you told me the other night about your awesome life, but I’m having one too. That was so good! Now let me cuddle my man.” They untied her, and she moved over to Alan and held him tightly. “We’re going to tell them?” Alan smiled and nodded. He reached up behind them and pulled a little package out of the bathroom drawer, and tipped two rings out into Fiona’s hand.” Awesome, Larissa knew just exactly what this was, and Fiona smiled at her. “Alan took me out last night and asked me, and then we bought these today. We haven’t told our families yet, you’re first.”

Oh that was wonderful, and Larissa was hugging them both – so exciting! And then Julian was holding them all tight. She kissed them both, such wonderful news.

“Yes, we’re running back to talk to our families tomorrow night. And then we’ll start thinking about dates and stuff like that. But...” She looked thoughtful. “You guys are getting married, and we are too now, sometime next year. We haven’t talked about us. Do you want your own place when you get married?”

Larissa smiled. “We love living here with you, and both you and I are students next year still, and Julian’s trying out the Youtube project thing, which is still speculative. Alan’s the only one with a real job, so we figured we’d just stay here with our wonderful friends. It’s not like the way we live is going to change when we get married, and as long as you’re ok to keep being yourselves ... we’d like to stay here at least another year.”

Fiona smiled. “That’s what we want to do too! But ... well ... we’ve been wondering about this place. Can you afford another $100 a week between you? Because if you can, I’ve heard about a place right on the beach that’s becoming available. The bedrooms are smaller – no desk space, and the kitchen is pokier, but you can see the beach, and the living room is bigger, and there’s a big veranda looking out over the beach. That’s still super cheap!”

Larissa glanced at Julian but why did she bother? Hell yes, from both of them. But that was an impossible price for on the beach. “Why so cheap? What’s the downside?”

Fiona grinned. “It’s some complicated corporate body thing, but no alcohol on site, the owner is a muslim. But it’s otherwise definitely student accommodation, and who’ll go for that?”

Larissa burst into laughter. How solid was that! “When can we go look at this place?” Saturday morning, damn, when she was working. But they had to do it then. Sigh. She agreed that she’d trust Julian on it, because what else could she do? That opportunity was too good to let slip by. But parking could be a problem – they needed to check that out.

To celebrate Alan and Fiona’s engagement and their agreement they rode their guys out in the living room again, and imagined they could see the beach in the background. It was a lovely huddle all together after that.

On Friday night, Larissa knocked on Kemala’s hotel room a couple of hours before she was due to meet Bam in the bar. Kemala opened the door quickly and smiled when she saw Larissa. “Hello, thanks for coming.”

Larissa smiled and gave her a hug. “Hi! How are you feeling?” The answer to that was clear – very nervous indeed. “Hey, don’t worry. You’re going to have fun, a great time with your man. It’s your adventure, and his, and we’ll make sure nothing goes wrong in the bar.” Kemala smiled at her in thanks. “OK, Angel will be here soon. Have you had a shower?”

“Oh no, I just got here, I haven’t even unpacked.”

“Well, you go have your shower. I’ll wait for you here.”

“Asha’s told me about you and showers. And she loved her shower thing last week. Are you happy to share the shower with me?”

Larissa smiled. “Well, honestly, I’d love to, but I do stink!”

Kemala grinned. “I’ve done nappies for five kids. You’re nothing.” Once they were clean, and they’d washed each other’s hair, they dried themselves and then Larissa blow dried Kemala’s hair, both of them wrapped in their towels.

Once that was done, Larissa said, “Well, we still have a few minutes.”

“I better unpack.” A few minutes later, Kemala was all set, and Larissa sat on the bed with her.

“What you’re doing tonight ... I really want to do this with Julian, so I’m intrigued to know how it goes, but of course, you should only tell me what you want to.”

“Oh,” Kemala said, “I’ll tell you what I can. Of course, so much depends on our men, right? I know that Bam will take some time to figure out how he wants to play it. I’m looking forward to finding out.”

Larissa agreed. “I think it’s different for me. I’ve made sure Julian knows that I’ll do anything. He’s the one who won’t do things to me.”

“Yes, that’s exactly what I meant,” Kemala told her, smiling.

At that point, someone knocked on the door. Larissa opened it and said, “Hi Angel, thanks so much for coming. Angel, this is Kemala, my friend.”

Angel came in, gave Larissa a hug, and then gave Kemala a smile. “Hi, lovely to meet you.”

Angel was the girl that Larissa had first met in the brothel. She’d gone to her house a couple of times to check on her dog and cat, and when Larissa had thought about what Kemala was doing, she’d given Angel a call and asked if she had any advice. Well, Angel was doing an escort job in the city on the Friday night, and she offered to meet up and provide advice in person. Kemala had simply said, “Sure, sounds interesting!”

Angel drew Kemala over to the bed and sat down with her. “Thanks for letting me come and help you out. It’s going to be fun, and I love what you’re doing. I mean, I hear about women doing this a fair bit, but sometimes I think it’s just an urban legend. And here you are, doing it. Congratulations!” Kemala just smiled at her, nervous now. “So, Larissa told you about me, right? Yes, I work at a brothel, and I do escorting, which is where I’m going tonight after this. But you want to know something? When I’m out escorting, I pretend to myself that I’m just meeting my man, and we’re pretending it’s something else. And here you are, just meeting your man for actual, and pretending it’s something else.” Kemala laughed at that. “OK. So Larissa said you have five kids? Right, you look fabulous! And she said you married young. Very young, I think! So what did Larissa tell you I was here for?”

“Well, what she told me is that you could sort of give me a little help in looking like a working girl, and acting like one, make it more real for my husband. And I do want to do a good job, blow his mind, you know. But also, I was fascinated. I’ve never met anyone like you, and it just seemed like a good opportunity.”

“Well, sure, I can help. But tell me, why do this? What is he expecting?”

“Well, his brothers, they’ve all got in trouble for using prostitutes and being busted for it. My good honest man, he’d never do that. But that doesn’t mean he didn’t feel the attraction. I could see it in him. So I love him, and want him to feel free, and have a good time. And remember that I was the wild one who gave it to him.”

Angel smiled at her. “OK, that rocks. So we’re going to dress you up shortly. But first, let’s talk about what follows when he brings you up here. He bought you, so you’ll do anything?” Yes, Kemala nodded. “No, not at all. All my customers know that. There’s the things I’ll do, and then there’s the things I won’t. What they’re buying from me is simplicity. No emotional complications. So I pretend – whatever they want that I’ll do, then I’m into it, and them. It’s great. And if I won’t do it, no games, I just say no, and I make that stick. So, no games.” Kemala nodded. “Next, I’m into him. I do lots of guys, they’re a bit yuck. But it doesn’t matter. I’m into them. Easy for you, it’s your guy, but tonight, you’re into him, whatever he wants, it’s like a gift to you that he wants to do that with you. That’s what he’s buying – that performance. Whatever he does, says, it’s the greatest. Honestly half the guys I have buy my time to tell me how great their lady is. They should just tell her, but that’s complicated emotionally. So, whatever he says, it’s the greatest thing you’ve heard. I reckon that’ll be the hardest part for you.” Yes, Kemala was thinking about that. “So like with sex, it’s the greatest, or you don’t want to hear it at all. Say, ‘oh, that’s something you should talk to your wife about. I’m here for a good time. What can I lick?’ or whatever.”

Larissa nodded. That was making sense. Wow, this was good stuff.

“OK. He’s got you all night? So I’d expect sex straight away, followed by hugs and talking and some massage both ways, and me telling him how great his bod is, and playing with him, then shower or bath, and then more sex, then he’d fall asleep. Then I’ll suck him off in the morning and wash him in the shower. Done, easy money. It doesn’t always go like that, and some guys have more stamina, or want something special. Eating me out while they’re paying me – works for me! Or wake up in the middle of the night for a blowjob,” she said with a shudder. “Yuck.” Kemala laughed at that. “Tonight’s guy! So if you get woken up at three am, spare a thought for me! OK, got any questions?”

“Umm, am I supposed to be ready for sex whenever? If I ask him to warm me up, is that realistic?”

“Well, that depends. I have guys that love to get me going, and others that don’t care. I’m pretty much good any time after the number of guys I’ve done, but there’s some tricks. Like, get the guy to wee, and then smile and say it’s my turn to wee, you get ready on the bed. And while you’re in there, lube up. Or make sure it’s there at the edge of the bed with the condom, and lube him up like you’re worshipping his dick, and then rub the left over, which is most of it, into you while he’s thinking with his dick.”

“Nothing else? OK, what are you wearing?” Kemala showed her, the lingerie from the stripper shop, the clubbing outfit, and the choker. She grinned at that. “Love the choker. Yeah, this works. Who chose this outfit?” My daughter! “Wow, that’s cool. She’s got good taste.” Larissa grinned at that, it wasn’t that different to what Angel was wearing. “OK, let’s get you into that.”

Both Larissa and Angel helped her into her clothes. She went and looked in the mirror – wow. Larissa smiled at her. “You totally look the part, totally not you, totally an escort ready for the night.”

Angel said, “Yes, totally. My customers would love you. Easy three thousand for the night.” Kamala blinked at that. “But let’s go further. Can I do some make up for you?” When she was done with that, Kemala just looked that much edgier, definitely a woman looking for a mate. Then Angel produced some hair spray, and said, “I think you’re not done yet.” She sprayed it lightly on Kemala’s hair, and it picked up a violet tinge. Yeah, that looked sensational. Really, Bam might not recognise her now that everything was done. “I think you’re go now.”

She pulled them back out to the bed. “OK, So you’re going to meet him in the bar downstairs, right?” Kemala nodded. “So, let’s talk about bar etiquette. The bar guy, he’s your friend. He’ll know what you are, but he won’t be able to prove it – cause it might be someone doing, well, what you’re actually doing.” Angel grinned. “So he won’t throw you out unless there’s trouble. So buy water from him, and tip him well, and be super polite. If anyone comes and tries to hassle you, be polite, and say you’re just waiting for your guy, but if you’re still here later, you’d love some company. If someone offers you money, say, ‘thanks, I really appreciate it, but my guy is coming, and he’s pretty reliable. If you really want to hang around in case, feel free, and we can have a chat if he doesn’t turn up.’ Or something like that. I mean, they won’t be surprised, but you were nice to them. I picked up one of my best customers ever that way. Any questions?”