Chapter 8: Linda again

Linda called to tell me that she had had a meeting with Astrid and asked if she could see me as soon as possible.

“Yes of course Linda, but I am afraid it will have to wait until Sunday as Fridays and Saturdays are very busy days for me in the shop.”

“Oh that’s OK,” Linda said, “where shall we meet?”

“Why don’t you come over for tea Sunday afternoon, say two-thirty?”

“Great I’ll be there.”

So that Sunday afternoon right on the dot of two-thirty my doorbell rang. I saw via the video link to my front door that it was Linda, so I buzzed her in.

“Come on up Linda,” I said, and a minute later she appeared in my living quarters. I could see she was duly impressed. It was big. When I did the renovations to the shop, adding the studio, the apartment above the shop was also completely renovated, extending it, partly over the studio, giving me a large living space with an additional huge open terrace area outside on the roof of the studio.

OK, there was the glass dome providing natural light to the studio, but as it was in the rear, there was enough space in front of it to accommodate the huge living area with a big window overlooking a spacious roof garden with garden furniture and a number of plants. Overall it created a secure private area where no one could look in from the ground or even from the neighboring buildings which only had a ground floor Great for sunbathing in the nude or fooling around in the jacuzzi.

“I never expected something like this Lew, you really made a very nice apartment even with a roof garden.”

When Linda came in she did look again very appetizing in a flowery summer dress although clearly seemed stressed. I proposed tea and invited her to take the load off on the big sofa I had close to the window overlooking the roof garden. Getting the tea ready took no time as I had prepared everything in advance so I could quickly join Linda on the sofa.

“So tell me, what’s the matter; you sounded a bit stressed when you called me.”

“Well I’m feeling better now, but when I called you I had just returned from Astrid, and the visit threw me a bit.”

“Oh, was she her usual hoity-toity self again?”

“No, on the contrary, she was totally different from what I expected after the rumors I heard around the village. It started with the way she was dressed.”

“Wasn’t she wearing one of those creations she tries to flog to the rich and powerful in the village then?”

“No she looked as if she almost stepped out of a BDSM movie, with black leather and high boots, it was really scary!”

“Ah, I see. That’s completely opposite to how she behaved with me, I must say.”

“What do you mean?”

“When I had dinner with her and we went afterward to her place, I could command her and she acted like a sex slave, enjoying being directed to perform all kinds of kinky sex acts.”

“Now that is indeed the complete opposite of how she behaved with me. She wanted me to obey her every command.”

“Well, well - Astrid the sub when she is with a man but Astrid the Mistress when she is with a vulnerable girl.”

“Now that you’ve experienced that with her, I see no reason why I shouldn’t tell you about her secret little BDSM club.”

“What are you saying? Astrid is a member of a secret BDSM club, where? Here in the village?”

“Yes Linda, I only found out myself after I had dinner with her to convince her to take you on as a fashion model. That’s why you had the invitation to meet with her.”

“I would never have guessed that she was playing both sides, sub, and dom. Tell me what happened, and most importantly, do you still want to work for her as I also have Bethany on board to handle your makeup and beauty requirements.”

“At first, when I entered her apartment and saw how she was dressed I felt afraid. She quickly reassured me that there was no need to be afraid, she only wanted to see how I would react to the way she presented herself to me.”

Continuing in Linda’s own words this is what happened.

Astrid said, “I have observed you girl and I think that you might swing both ways.”

As I didn’t reply immediately she insisted “Well do you?”

“I am not quite sure what you mean Astrid?”

“I think that you like boys but that there is also a part of you that likes girls as well. Have you ever had a crush on a girl?”

Hesitantly I replied...”Uh ... yes, I had a bit of a crush on this beautiful girl in high school.”

“And did you act on it, Linda?”

“More or less, we kissed a bit in the restroom and I liked it when she was touching me all over my body with her hands.”

“I thought so and was that the only time you had a tender encounter with a girl?”

“I also had a crush on a girl in the swim club.”

“And did you get to know her better than the girl in high school?”

“A bit, we sort of made out in the changing rooms touching each other’s breasts and kissing.”

“Did you ever go down on her?”

“No, no nothing like that, it was only superficially exploring each other’s bodies.”

“Would you like to experience sex with a woman?”

“I guess I would, I am curious how it would feel and I am convinced that it would be even better than with a boy as they tend to be a bit rough sometimes.”

“Well, Linda you came to the right place. You look absolutely ravishing and I would definitely like to get to know you better, especially as we might be working together. Lew told me that you would also do lingerie and or swimwear presentations?”

“Yes, I wouldn’t mind.”

“OK then let’s start with you losing some of your clothes so I can judge if you can carry this off.”

“ ... Like, right now Astrid?”

“Yes dear no better time than the present, so please take off your top and jeans!”

This said, Linda grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and lifted it over her head, unveiling the cute lacy yellow bra she was wearing. She then undid the buttons of her jeans and drew them down over her enticing hips. As they fell to the floor and she stepped out of them she revealed her matching yellow panties after which she stood in front of Astrid shyly, not really knowing what to do next.

“Come over here in front of this mirror!” Astrid said. “Turn around and let your arms hang along your sides.”

Astrid was standing behind Linda taking in her beautiful reflection in the mirror. Grabbing Linda’s hands she lifted them high up, stretching Linda’s body.

“Keep your arms up Linda I want to see how you look in lingerie or a bikini.”

She then let her fingers slide down the inside of Linda’s arms, slightly tickling her then to the middle of her back to the strap of Linda’s bra which was covering her breasts. She unclasped the garment, and slipping her hands under the, now loose, bra, she slid it up unveiling Linda’s succulent boobs eliciting a small moan from the exposed girl.

“You can put your arms down now.” Linda lowered her arms, letting her bra drop to the floor.

Astrid’s fingers started a tickling dance on the underside of Linda’s boobs, slowly drawing circles around her areolae, getting closer and closer to her nipples which became rock hard, making Linda moan even harder. Finally, she gripped Linda’s boobs with both hands, squeezing them firmly, while pinching the engorged nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She gave them a bit of twist, enticing a small yelp from Linda. All the while they were gazing into each other’s eyes in the mirror in front of Linda.

Then ever so slowly Astrid’s fingers tickled their way down over Linda’s midriff and taut stomach towards the top of her panties hooking her thumbs on each side under the elastic. The exploring hands kept going, sliding the panties down over Linda’s hot hips, unveiling the most intimate part of the girl’s exciting young body as they went further down she let them go. Gravity took over and the panties slowly drifted past her knees all the way to the ground where they puddled at her feet.

“You can step out of those Linda,” Astrid said as she took in the view of Linda’s enticing, now completely naked body, reflected in the big mirror.

Astrid’s hands had come up again and her fingers started to play around Linda’s nether region enticing moan after moan from the young woman. Sliding a finger between her pussy lips, she felt Linda had become rather moist which made it easy to slip the finger into the hot love channel resulting in another surprised yelp escaping her lips.

“Oh Linda it feels very tight in there, are you still a virgin?”

“Yes, Astrid.”

“Oh my, high time we did something about that then, or do you have a boyfriend desperate to pluck your little flower?”

“I have male friends but nobody in particular, and of the friends I have there is not one I would trust to deflower me.”

“You know I might know just the right person to help you with this little problem. Would you have a problem with it being a slightly older person than yourself to help you?”

“No, not really, in fact, I would prefer it to be a person that knows what he is doing and who is gentle and understanding and would take his time.”

“I know just the person then; how would you feel about Lew?”

Linda was a bit surprised by that question. “Does Astrid know about my encounter with Lew and what we did, or is she just fishing? Maybe I better keep my cards close to my chest.”

“Lew from the photoshop you mean?”

“Yes that Lew, do you know another Lew?”

“No not really, but do you think he would go for that? A lot of men don’t want to have sex with a woman for the first time, they regard these women as not desirable if nobody wanted to make love to them before!”

“I think Lew would gladly help you out, especially if I ask him, after all, he owes me a favor for engaging you as a fashion model.”

“No Astrid don’t! If I want it to be Lew I will ask him myself!”

“OK, that might even be better, I can’t imagine him turning down the opportunity to take a pretty young girl’s virginity!”

“Now I have another question for you. You told me you had a bit of a crush on a girl in high school, but you have never really been with a woman?”

“No ... well ... we kissed and groped a bit but that was the extent of it.”

“Would you like me to go down on you?”

“You mean kiss my pussy?”

“French kiss your pussy Linda!”

“Uh I don’t know; I love having my pussy eaten, but never had it done by a woman.”

“OK let’s put this woman to the test then, follow me!”

Astrid took Linda by the hand and led her to her bed, aka the playroom.

“Please sit on the edge of the bed Linda, and open your legs!”