Cathy Pt. 05

CATHY Pt. 05

"What have you two been doing?" Debbie asked accusingly as Trisha and Cathy sat down in a pizza restaurant not far from Aunt May's.

"Yeh! Talk about Cheshire cats!" Jenny added.

"Oh you know. What we do best!" Cathy answered with a wide smile.

"Spill!" Debbie said to them both, eager for all the details.

"Later ladies." Immy said interrupting. "I need to see if I can work out a shift rota."

"Why bother?" Trisha said. "Immy, please. Don't try and fix something that isn't broken."

"Exactly." Jenny chimed in.

Immy had spent most of the day talking with Aunt May.

"'It's small and exclusive mainly. I have no need to expand. And how could I expand anyway?'" Aunt May had said to her niece Imogen, earlier.

Immy sighed. " I know. But I'm just trying to look out for you all. We worked shifts in Portsmouth..."

"Mainly because we had to!" Millie said, interrupting Immy. "No way could we work a whole day down there. Especially when an American ship docked!"

"Busy?" Cathy asked.

"Fuck yes! Do you know how many sailors are on a carrier? Thousands!" Millie shuddered at the memory.

Cathy liked Millie. She was basically a dark haired version of Trisha. Fun and bubbly and full of energy.

"Any luck contacting the other girls?" Jenny asked Immy. "You said you knew of a couple more."

"Yes. But they can't work every day. They have... um... other commitments. But can cover, providing they get plenty of notice."

"Call one of them Immy." Jenny said, adding, "For next weekend definitely. My period is due on Friday. Actually, on second thoughts, to cover from next Thursday. Just in case."

"Sure. No problem." Immy replied, typing a note onto her phone. "And if anyone knows of anyone else, let me or Aunty May know."

Trisha leaned closer to Cathy and whispered quietly in her ear. "We'll go through when our periods are due. I'll get a planner or calendar we all could use and put it up in the kitchen."

"Good idea." Cathy replied. "Mine's due in a couple of weeks."

"Same here." Trisha said.

Meeting over, they all relaxed and enjoyed their pizza and drinks. Everyone was there. Even Anya and Katerina. Cathy was surprised to see them here as she thought they would be off doing their own thing.

Trisha had said they never went to the pub after Aunt May's had closed for the night.

This was a good thing for them all to be doing. It gave them all a chance to bond. To get to know each other better. To share things. To unwind.

To actually see each other.

No one worked upstairs on Sundays. There was no call to and Aunt May always closed downstairs at six. As Trisha had said, Sundays were much quieter.

Monday found Cathy working at the grocery store.

Cathy liked working in the stock room. She didn't like working on the checkouts and she certainly didn't like many of the women who manned them.

"Stupid jealous bitches!" Cathy had said to herself more than once. She tried to ignore the way they looked at her.

"It's not my fault I'm younger, slimmer and more attractive is it? They should look after themselves better!"

Today though, Cathy had a spring in her step. There was an energy about her. She had her life back. She had her friends. She had control.

And she was getting lots and lots of sex!

As Cathy worked through the day, memories flooded her mind. Memories of Gerry and Adam, of Mike and Paul and then of Alex.

Her body tingled at these wonderful memories.

Remembering her promise, Cathy had texted Paul before going to bed the previous evening. His reply had been almost instant.

Cathy was to go to his house at 7pm to be introduced to his wife Olivia and to get fucked as she watched.

Cathy smiled as she imagined what would happen when she got to Paul's, and again, felt the now familiar tingle grow at the thought of it.

"You look happy Cathy. Happier than I've ever seen you."

Cathy was reading the text she had just received from the clinic and looked up to see Yalda walking towards her.

Her test result was negative as she thought it would be.

Yalda was a young Afghan woman of twenty three. They worked the same shifts and got on well together.

Cathy thought she was pretty, beautiful in fact. Undeniably so, even though she was wearing her hijab.

"Boyfriend! You have a boyfriend! You must have." Yalda said.

"Maybe." Cathy replied. She didn't really want to tell Yalda the truth. Not yet anyway.

Cathy looked at Yalda and saw, even through her smile, that there was a sadness about her.

"Maybe, soon, I will tell you. But only if you tell me what is bothering you. Deal? Fancy getting a coffee or something? Shift's nearly over."

"I'd love to. But not tonight. Sorry. 'His' parents are coming over. I have to prepare dinner."

Cathy thought it odd the way Yalda had emphasized the word 'his'. It was clear all was not well in her marriage.

Cathy also couldn't fail to notice Yalda stiffen and shudder when she mentioned him and his parents.

"All done in here?" Mr Davies asked from the doorway.

Mr Davies was the manager of this particular store. He was a jolly sort of bloke. He was short, balding, tubby and had a ruddy complexion. But Cathy found him easy to get on with.

"Yes Mr Davies. All done." Cathy replied.

"Good. See you both tomorrow then. Have a good evening ladies." He then turned and disappeared back towards his office.

"Soon Yalda. We'll talk. Tomorrow maybe? If you like?"

Yalda seemed uncomfortable, Cathy thought. She was definitely struggling with something.

"Maybe." Yalda said in reply.

"Off out? Someone I know?" Trisha asked, leaning on the frame of Cathy's bedroom door as Cathy finished blow drying her hair.

"Paul." Cathy said, putting down the hairdryer. "You know, one of the 'upstairs' clients."

Trisha raised her eyebrows. "Really? Good for you. He pays well. Always gives a bit extra. Just promise me something will you?"

"Of course. What?"

"Be careful and be safe!" Trisha then walked to stand behind Cathy and wrap her arms around her in a loving, but concerned hug. "And tell me all about it later!"

"I promise." Cathy said and turned in Trisha's arms to return the tender embrace.

Cathy looked in awe at the house as the taxi pulled up outside. It was a large house with a neat garden and an expensive looking car on the driveway.

Cathy rang the bell and soon heard footsteps from inside.

Paul smiled broadly when he saw Cathy and stepped back to allow her to enter.

"Cathy! Welcome. Come in. Come in. So happy to see you." Paul beamed as he closed the door. Then, taking Cathy in his arms, he hugged and kissed her gently.

His pleasant demeanor relaxed Cathy and as Paul took her hand in his, he led her into a very large kitchen.

A kitchen, that must be said, that was larger than her entire flat!

"Drink?" Paul asked. "We have most things. Beer? Wine? Something stronger?"

"Wine would be lovely, thank you. White if you have it." Cathy replied.

As Paul poured her wine from a bottle he had taken from a cooler as big as her fridge, Cathy couldn't fail to notice that this house was a shrine to his wife, Olivia. There were photos of her everywhere.

Cathy now understood why he had asked her and not Debbie, Jenny or Trisha.

Cathy bore an uncanny resemblance to Olivia. No wonder he had stared at her the way he did last Thursday.

Same figure. Same hair colour. Same face almost.

There were subtle differences of course. But as Cathy stared at one particular photo, it was like she was looking in a mirror.

"Olivia is a very beautiful woman, Paul." It was all Cathy could say.

"Yes she is. Thank you. Stole my heart the moment I first saw her." Paul said in reply as he handed her a glass of wine and an unsealed envelope.

"Hope that's ok?" Paul asked, nodding at the envelope.

Cathy took a sip of the wine. She wasn't a wine buff by any means, but she could tell that this was expensive.

She then put the glass down on a nearby counter, opened the envelope and looked inside.

Cathy's eyes widened. "How much is in here?" She asked.

"Six hundred." Paul answered casually. "Just a small thank you for agreeing to tonight. You don't know how much this means to us Cathy."

"I don't know what to say. I'm speechless. Sorry."

"Say nothing. You're more than worth it Cathy. And as I said, this really means so much to Olivia and I."

"When do I get to meet her?" Cathy asked, after taking another sip of wine.

"Soon. Chloe's just getting her ready. Chloe is more or less, Olivia's permanent nurse. She's good at what she does. She doesn't live here in case you're wondering. She'll be gone soon. Next five or so minutes I imagine."

On her journey over, Cathy had come to a decision.

"Paul? The other night, after we'd made love, you asked me about anal. Do you remember asking me that?"

"I do." Paul replied. "But like I said, it isn't for everyone. Why?"

"I've thought long and hard about this and if it's ok with you, maybe tonight, if that's in your plans that is, maybe we could, you know, do anal."

Paul's face was one of concern. "Are you sure Cathy? Because if you are, I promise you that I'll take it steady as it'll be your first time."

Cathy looked at Paul and then tapped the envelope that she had placed on the counter.

"You know what I am Paul. I'm a working girl. To many, a whore. I don't know what you had planned for tonight but I'm here for you and Olivia. I'm here to be used. So please use me."

Cathy stepped up to Paul, took his hands in hers, and looked directly into his eyes.

"Fuck me as you wish, just as Olivia wants you to.

You can fuck my mouth, my pussy and my arse however you want and in what order you like.

If that's what Olivia wishes to see, then let her see me get well and truly fucked!

Fuck me Paul, as you would fuck any of the women at one of those parties."

Paul's face remained calm and he nodded.

"I'm off now Mr Taverner. See you at 9 tomorrow." Chloe called out to Paul from the hallway a couple of minutes later.

"Excellent and thanks again for staying on a bit longer." Replied Paul.

As Cathy heard the front door close, Paul turned to her and said, "Give me a few minutes to talk with Olivia. Help yourself to more wine. I'll be back shortly."

Paul returned a few minutes later. He had changed from his jogging shorts and t-shirt and into a black silk robe that finished mid-thigh.

"Would you mind putting this on please Cathy?" Paul asked and handed her another silk robe. This one was in azure blue. It matched the colour of her eyes.

Cathy did as she'd been asked as Paul topped up her wine glass. Though it did feel slightly odd to her undressing in his kitchen.

"Ready?" Paul asked as he took her hand in his.

"Lead on." Cathy answered.

"Olivia my love, I'd like you to meet Cathy." Paul said as they entered a very large bedroom.

"Cathy!" Olivia said, extending her one good arm. "I'm so very glad to finally meet you. I've been looking forward to this.

Paul has spoken so highly of you."

Cathy thought that, despite her predicament, Olivia was still strikingly beautiful.

Olivia was sat in an electric wheelchair and was dressed solely in a cream coloured silk robe. The same type of robe as she and Paul were in now.

"And you." Cathy said, taking Olivia's raised hand in hers.

"Paul, would you give Cathy and I a minute please?"

"Of course my darling." Paul said, then turned and left the room.

Olivia looked at Cathy.

"Paul has told me of your wish to try anal for the first time. Is that still the case?"

"Yes." Cathy replied.

Olivia nodded. "Some advice if I may.

You will be fine Cathy.

Paul will prepare you and he will use lubricant.

Cathy, just relax. If you are tense, it will hurt.

It may still do, as it's your first time.

But please, just try and relax."

Olivia paused for a moment, then continued.

"For myself, it was the same as losing my virginity. If you are relaxed, the pain will be momentary and you will begin to enjoy it."

"Thank you Olivia. That really has helped." Without thinking, Cathy then lent down and kissed Olivia lightly on the lips.

Olivia sighed at Cathy's touch.

"Paul. We're ready for you now." Olivia said and Paul re-entered the room.

Cathy stepped back as Paul stood in front of Olivia. He kissed her then pulled the sash and slipped the robe from Olivia's shoulders, gently and lovingly freeing her arms to leave her sitting naked.

Olivia, Cathy saw, had similar size tits to her own.

Paul then took his robe off and Cathy saw his cock begin to rise.

Paul moved to stand behind Cathy and slipped his hands through her arms. He pulled the sash free then opened the robe, revealing Cathy's gorgeous naked body to Olivia's gaze.

"Beautiful!" Olivia exclaimed.

Paul turned Cathy to face him and he took her in his arms and kissed her.

It was a deep, tender yet passionate kiss that to Cathy, seemed to last for ages.

Paul and Cathy finally broke for air. She had felt his erection pressing into her and before Paul instructed her to, Cathy sunk to her knees and took him into her mouth.

For several pleasurable minutes, Cathy sucked him. She varied the way she blew him. Sometimes fast, bobbing her head so her hair would swing back and forth.

Other times, slow and deep as she had done with Alex the day before. She would also lick along his length, snaking her tongue around his cock as she did so.

Paul was sighing and moaning as she sucked him and when she felt his hands on her head, Cathy readied herself to receive his thick, salty cum blast to the back of her throat.

But he didn't. Paul removed his cock from her mouth and gently pulled Cathy to her feet. He then led her over to the bed.

"Lean down on the bed and spread your legs a little please Cathy." Said Paul.

Cathy did as he had asked, and turning her head slightly, she saw him pick up a tube of lubricant from the nightstand before moving back behind her.

"Relax Cathy! Relax!" Olivia's words of advice filled Cathy's mind.

Cathy jumped a little as she felt the cold lubricant on her anus. She controlled her breathing as Paul then used a finger to work the gel around her puckered ring before slowly pushing his finger inside her.

Relax!

Cathy felt more lube being applied then a second finger joined the first.

Different. Not unpleasurable, just different.

That was all Cathy could think as she felt Paul add more lube, then a third finger as he began to gently finger-fuck her anal opening, twisting and pushing his fingers in and out of her.

Just keep relaxing!

Cathy then felt something much larger and much thicker push at her entrance.

With two quick thrusts, Paul forced his hard cock in her arse.

Cathy had relaxed as Olivia had instructed, but she still yelped a little.

Thank you Olivia! Relaxing has definitely helped!

There was a pain for sure, but Paul's use of his fingers had prepared her and so minimized it.

The discomfort soon passed as Olivia said it would.

Cathy had never felt so full. Paul had a nice thick cock that filled her mouth nicely and now that same thick cock was filling her arse.

For Cathy, it was very different, but felt amazing.

Paul began to fuck her arse with deep measured thrusts.

"Use your fingers!" Olivia said loudly from behind her. "Play with yourself!"

Cathy reached back and she started to rub her sensitive clit.

Cathy had never felt anything like this and she could feel her orgasm quickly build inside her.

Paul gripped Cathy's hips tightly as he continued to ravage her arse.

"Fuck me Paul! Fuck this whores arse! Fucking use me! Yes! Oh shit! Yes! Yes! Fucking use... OH FUCK!"

Cathy came hard! Her body shook and quivered as the orgasm reverberated from head to toe and back again.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Paul shouted from behind her as he slammed his cock in and out of her tight arse.

Cathy, still feeling her own orgasm slowly subsiding, moaned sexily as she felt his ejaculate shoot into her bowels from his throbbing, pulsing cock.

As quickly as Paul had entered her, it was just as quick when he pulled out.

Cathy crawled into the bed and collapsed onto her side.

She saw Olivia was staring at her.

Her face was one of pure lust.

"Nice?" Olivia asked, huskily.

"Very!" Was all Cathy could say.

Paul returned from the en-suite bathroom and was drying his lower half after taking a quick shower.

He walked over to Olivia, bent down and cupping her face in his hands, kissed her slowly and lovingly.

Cathy wasn't surprised he was still hard when he turned around and approached the bed.

He had stayed hard after she had blown him only a few days before.

Taking Cathy's hands in his, he pulled her from the bed and into a kneeling position in front of him.

He placed her hands behind his thighs then, with both of his hands now holding her head, pushed his thick cock into her mouth.

"Yesssss!" Cathy heard Olivia hiss as Paul began to fuck her mouth.

This was another first for Cathy, having her mouth fucked and used, and she found it very exciting and highly erotic.

For long minutes, Paul used Cathy's mouth for his own pleasure.

Cathy had asked him to do this and she was loving every second of it.

She trusted Paul. Somehow she knew that he could use her as he wished but not hurt her.

She also knew that both Paul and Olivia needed her, that tonight would be the first of many such encounters.

Paul's breathing quickened and became shallow.

Cathy knew he was getting close.

"Hold it all in your mouth!" Cathy heard Olivia shout.

Cathy felt the first spurt of his thick cum on her tongue as he came. Followed by a second, then a third, then finally a fourth spurt as his tasty, salty cum filled her mouth.

Paul pulled his cock from her mouth.

"Show her!" He ordered.

Cathy slowly turned to face Olivia. Still kneeling in front of his naked wife, she slowly opened her cum filled mouth.

Olivia sighed sexily at the sight before her then Cathy slowly brought her lips back together.

Tilting her head back slightly, Cathy then swallowed.

Paul offered Cathy his hand. She took it and Paul helped her to stand. Paul then handed Cathy her wine.

"No thank you Paul. I want to savour your taste for a while longer. If that's ok?"

Olivia sighed sexily again.

Paul nodded and smiled and put the glass back on a table from where he had picked it up from.

Paul then led Cathy back to the bed.

"Sit down please Cathy and put your feet on the edge." Paul instructed her.

Cathy complied, and lent back on her straightened arms.

She suddenly felt a bit shy as she splayed her legs.

Paul and Olivia were now free to look at her exposed pussy.

"Don't take your eyes off of Olivia." Paul said. "Keep looking at her."

Paul then knelt down, his head now level with Cathy's gorgeous pussy.

Cathy and Olivia's eyes were focused on each other as Paul started to lick up and down Cathy's slit.

This is so fucking erotic! Cathy thought as Paul's expert tongue and mouth explored and probed her.

It wasn't long before she began to feel an orgasm building.

Every part of her body was tingling but she never took her eyes away from Olivia's lust filled face.

Cathy screamed loudly as her cum exploded from deep within her.

As her body thrashed and shuddered, she collapsed back, still sighing and moaning in ecstasy.

Cathy finally managed to look up to see Paul and Olivia kissing again. Olivia seemed to take great delight in licking and tasting Cathy's juices from her husband's face.

So! She liked to do women as well! Cathy thought.

Paul then joined Cathy on the bed and, with Cathy still on her back, maneuvered her into the middle before positioning himself and sliding his still hard cock into her very wet pussy.

Cathy clung to him and wrapped her legs around his thighs as he started to fuck her with deep, measured and controlled thrusts.

For long minutes, he fucked her and Cathy came again as Paul kept up his metronomic fucking.

"Fill her!" Olivia shouted.

Cathy turned her head to see Olivia gasp as Paul blasted his cum deep inside her.

Paul collapsed onto his back, his cock finally deflating, and drew in large gulps of air.

He was finally done.

Cathy smiled as she looked at Olivia. She was glad to see her smiling back at her.

Cathy had done her duty.

"Take your time Cathy, there's no rush." Paul said after he had taken Cathy into the en-suite and turned on the shower for her.

Cathy let the warm water soothe her well-fucked body. She then dried herself and wrapped the towel around her body before returning to Paul and Olivia.

"Thank you Cathy. Thank you so much." Olivia said, as Cathy sat on the edge of the bed. "You have given me something I thought I would never have again."

"You are very welcome Olivia. Was I, sorry, I mean, was it what you expected from me?"

"It was so much better Cathy. Far better than I imagined it would be. And I can imagine quite a lot. So again Cathy, I thank you."

"Would you be free to do this again Cathy?" Paul asked. "We would both really like to do this again, sometime soon. But only if you want to of course."

"And of course we will pay you the same. Please say you will Cathy." Olivia added.

Cathy looked from Paul to Olivia and smiled. "Yes. I would love to. How does next Monday sound?"

"Perfect!" Olivia shouted with obvious glee.

"One more request if we may please, Cathy?" Paul said, taking Cathy's hand in his.

"I'm listening." Cathy said, coolly.

"There's a party being arranged. In the next couple of months I think."

"One of your sex parties?" Cathy asked.

"Yes. Would you like to attend it with me? Say no if you think it's too much, but please, will you at least think about it? We will tell you more about what goes on next time."

Cathy paused to frame her reply and picked up her wine that Paul had placed on the nightstand.

"I'm new to all this as you know Paul. Still finding my feet so to speak."

Cathy paused again, and took a sip of her wine.

"Next time, after we've made love, you can tell me what goes on and what will be expected of me. And I will probably have to think about it, as you said, before I can answer truthfully."

"Of course. And thank you." Paul said with a smile.

Cathy lent forward and gave Paul a deep kiss. She then stood and went to Olivia. Bending down, she kissed Olivia as well.

"You definitely have a boyfriend!" Yalda said to Cathy as they left the grocery store at the end of their shift the following day.

"Maybe." Cathy said again in reply.

"Tell me please." Yalda pressed.

Cathy led Yalda away from the store entrance and they sat on a low wall away from the people and traffic going into the store.

"Can you keep a secret?" Cathy asked.

"My life is a secret." Yalda replied, and her face saddened again.

Cathy breathed deeply to compose herself.

"I don't just have one boyfriend. I have lots."

Yalda's eyes widened but she remained silent as Cathy briefly explained, omitting names and where she worked, her other job as a working girl.

"Say something Yalda, please. Are you mad at me?" Cathy asked. "You're a good friend Yalda. I want us to stay friends. I hope I haven't upset you."

Yalda raised her head and looked at Cathy before speaking. "Am I pretty Cathy?"

Yalda's question came as a surprise. She wasn't expecting to be asked that. To be shouted at and called a whore maybe, but not to be asked if she was pretty.

"You're not just pretty, Yalda! You're beautiful!" Cathy exclaimed.

Yalda smiled weakly. "Thank you Cathy."

"What's wrong Yalda? What's bothering you?"

It was Yalda's turn to breathe deeply and compose herself.

"My husband..." Yalda began, "Hasn't touched me since our wedding night. Even then, it never really happened."

Yalda breathed deeply again.

"I've tried Cathy. Tried everything. Dressing sexy, using my hand and sometimes... my mouth to get him interested. But nothing works. He just can't or won't get an..." Yalda paused again.

"Erection?" Cathy asked, finishing her sentence.

Yalda merely nodded.

"Three years. Three years I've waited. My family, and his, keep pressuring us to give them grandchildren.

But I don't want children. Not yet anyway. Maybe not at all."

Yalda yet again paused and she sniffed.

"It must be me! I cannot be pretty enough for him." Tears began forming in her eyes.

"Yalda! Look at me." Cathy said firmly. "It's not you. It must be him. Has he been to a doctor? Maybe there's something wrong that he could get help with.

But you're beautiful Yalda, men would give anything to be with you!"

Yalda's phone began to ring before she could reply.

"Hello." Yalda said, after swiping the green answer icon on her phone.

As Cathy watched Yalda listen to whoever was calling her, she saw Yalda's face drop.

"Y... Yes. I'm on my way now." Yalda ended the call.

"Yalda? What is it? What has happened?" A now worried Cathy asked.

"My husband." Yalda said slowly. "He's been arrested for having sex in public."

Cathy and Yalda entered the police station and after speaking to a grumpy looking officer manning the front desk, were then shown into a small room and were asked to wait. Another officer would be along soon to explain what was happening.

Yalda had remained virtually silent since the phone call.

"Was the woman arrested as well? Is she here?" Yalda finally asked, after a different police officer had briefly explained the reason for her husband's arrest.

The officer looked confused.

"Sorry madam. It wasn't a woman your husband was arrested with, it was..."

The officer paused, and he looked very apologetic.

"He was arrested along with another man."

Cathy gasped but Yalda said nothing. She didn't even scream and shout. She just sat staring at the officer.

It was as if the last piece of a jigsaw had been put into place and now the whole picture was clear for her to see.

"Can I see him please? My husband I mean?" Yalda asked calmly.

Cathy followed Yalda and the officer along the corridor and they entered a small room marked on the door as 'Interview Room 2'.

Yalda's husband looked up as they entered, then hung his head in shame when he saw Yalda walk in.

Yalda sat down opposite him as Cathy and the male officer stood either side of the now closed door.

Yalda removed her hijab and began to neatly fold it, remaining silent as she did so.

Cathy saw how beautiful Yalda's hair was. Long like hers, it was raven black and fell below her shoulders in graceful waves.

Her husband stared at her with wide startled eyes and suddenly spoke loudly to Yalda in a language Cathy couldn't understand.

"You coward! In English!" Yalda shot back.

It was Yalda's first show of emotion.

Her husband was looking at Yalda, then at Cathy and then the male officer. His eyes darted from one to the other.

"You must cover your hair! There are laws!" He said, this time in English.

Yalda looked at him sternly.

"You speak of laws after what you have done Karim?" Yalda said with venom in her voice.

Karim had no answer and hung his head again.

"Can I have a minute or two with my husband please?" Yalda asked, looking at the officer.

The officer nodded and checked his watch.

"Two minutes and I'll be right outside should you need me."

"Karim, look at me." Yalda said, once the officer had left.

Karim lifted his head and looked at Yalda.

Cathy was looking at Yalda as well.

To her, it seemed as though Yalda had made a decision. The same decision she had come to nearly a week before.

Yalda had now come to terms with the fact that it wasn't her that was the problem in their marriage.

It was, and had been all along, her husband.

It was like a weight had been lifted from Yalda's shoulders.

Yalda looked up at Cathy and Cathy knew what was in Yalda's mind.

Yalda wanted to be fucked!

Yalda turned back to face her husband.

"I will not divorce you Karim. Not yet anyway. We will still live as husband and wife."

Karim opened his mouth to speak but Yalda held her hand up, stopping him.

"You will protect me from your family. From both families. Defend me from their constant requests for grandchildren.

I don't want children. I don't want to be like my sister, I want to live my life!

We will say I've been for tests and there can be no children. Or better yet, you can say that it is you. Yes?"

Karim just nodded. Yalda was now in control and he knew it.

"You can live your life how you want Karim. And I will live mine.

Outwardly, to others, it will be as it's always been. We will not talk of this or anything that may, or will, happen in the future. Yes?

You can keep seeing men if that's what you want, but if you get caught again..."

Yalda paused.

"Just don't get caught again. I will not help you a second time."

The implication was clear. Being gay in their culture was definitely not tolerated. It would be hell for him if the truth was known.

"Be discreet." Yalda continued.

"Go to a hotel or to their home.

And you will not bring them to our house, ever!

I am going to live my life how I want from now on. You can do the same.

So Karim, do you agree?"

"Yes." Karim said solemnly.

As Cathy and Yalda stood outside the police station, Yalda ran her fingers through her now uncovered hair and breathed in deeply.

A deep breath that had the sweet smell of freedom.

"Thank you Cathy, for everything." Yalda said and gave Cathy a huge hug.

"You're welcome." Cathy replied, returning the hug. "Though I didn't do much."

"You were here for me and I'll never forget this or for you being... being honest with me about... what you said earlier."

Yalda looked into Cathy's eyes.

"You know what I want, don't you Cathy?" Yalda asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"Yes Yalda, I do." Cathy replied. "I will call someone. Someone who will look out for you as they did me.

But... before I do, I need to know if you're protected."

"I am. I..." Yalda then paused before continuing. "I am on the pill. My husband doesn't know. I did it because even if we did have sex at some point, I didn't want to end up like my sister. She is only two years older than me and she already has three with another on the way."

Cathy knew what Yalda meant. She wasn't maternal, never had been.

She didn't want a child, any child, to have to grow up as she had had to do.

Cathy called Aunt May once she and Yalda had found somewhere quiet away from the police station.

"Are you sure dear? Is this what she wants?" Aunt May asked after Cathy had spent ten minutes or so explaining Yalda's current dilemma.

"Yes Aunt May. Very sure." Cathy answered.

"Ok then. Bring her over. And yes, if you think it's needed, you can be in the room with her at the start."

"I just want to look out for her Aunt May. Thank you."

"You're a good person Cathy, one of the best. See you both then when you get here." Aunt May said then ended the call.

Yalda gripped Cathy's hand tightly as they entered Aunt May's.

Cathy saw there were three men waiting. One of whom, a young, fair haired, handsome man of around Cathy's age, couldn't take his eyes off of Yalda.

His jaw had practically hit the floor when he saw her.

Aunt May welcomed Yalda with open arms, a big smile and an even bigger hug.

Introductions were made.

"Are you really sure you want to do this Yalda?" Aunt May asked again.

"Yes. I've never been more sure of anything. Thank you for agreeing to this. I will never, ever, forget what you have done, sorry, are doing for me."

"Millie is in room 5 tonight. Sorry Cathy. You both can take room 7."

"Who is next Aunt May?" Cathy asked.

"Take your pick. They all arrived at the same time more or less."

Cathy remembered the young fair haired man who it seemed, was transfixed by Yalda.

"The one in the green top I think Aunt May."

"Two minutes then I'll send him down." Aunt May was now back to her business-like self.

"Get undressed, Yalda. Let him see you in all your beautiful glory." Cathy said once they were in room 7 as she tipped a few condoms into the ceramic dish.

"Fuck! You are stunning, Yalda." Cathy exclaimed as Yalda stood naked in front of her.

Yalda's beautiful light brown body was similar to Jenny's.

Lately, Cathy had occasionally wished she was gay, or at least, that way inclined.

She wasn't. But as she looked at Yalda's gorgeous body, just as she had looked at Trisha's on many occasions, the thought had crept into her mind.

Could I? Just to see what it is like maybe? She thought.

A knock on the door brought Cathy back to reality.

"Come in." Yalda said excitedly.

"Oh there is a god!" The man said and hurriedly closed the door once he was inside.

"Hi, I'm Yalda." Yalda said with a huge welcoming smile.

"Richard. Fuck! Sorry, but fuck! You are gorgeous!"

Yalda was beaming. And eager! There was no sign of nervousness, only excitement.

Richard then spotted Cathy.

"Really? I get both of you?"

"No, just Yalda. You're her first ever... client. I'm here to make sure all goes well for her." Cathy said, adding, "Try and pretend I'm not here."

"I'll try." Richard said. "Er... who do I give the money to?"

Cathy pointed to Yalda and Richard pulled the money from his pocket and handed it to her.

As Cathy had told her to do, Yalda put the cash in one of the drawers.

"What can I do for you Richard?" Yalda asked, turning back to face him.

Richard quickly undressed and Yalda gasped as she saw his growing, nearly hard cock.

"Oral first... please." Richard mumbled his reply.

He was clearly in awe at being with this gorgeous and sexy Central Asian goddess.

"Condom." Cathy reminded Yalda.

"Can I... can I, as it's my first time doing this... I want to... taste him. Can I Cathy? Please?"

Cathy knew she shouldn't be letting her. But she also knew Yalda needed this.

"Not a word to anybody understand? Especially you Richard!" Cathy said firmly.

Richard shook his head vigorously. "Not a word. Promise."

Cathy wondered if Yalda had watched porn at some point in her vain attempts to bring sex into her marriage.

Yalda was now kneeling in front of Richard and was sucking his engorged cock like she'd done it lots of times before.

"Tell her when you're about to cum Richard." Cathy instructed him a few minutes later as Yalda sucked and slurped noisily up and down his hard shaft.

Cathy could see he was getting close.

"I'm cumming!" Richard yelled less than a minute later.

Yalda moaned with absolute joy and slowed her sucking as Richard's cum filled her mouth.

Cathy was impressed. Only a small amount of his cum had escaped from her mouth and she watched as Yalda used a finger to scoop it up and lick it off.

She had swallowed the rest.

"Soooo good!" Yalda sighed sexily as she looked up at him with wide grateful eyes.

Keeping hold of his cock, Yalda then looked at Cathy and mouthed silently "Thank you."

Cathy smiled then watched as Yalda once again closed her mouth around his cock and started to slowly suck him back to full hardness.

Richard, now hard again after Yalda's slow blowjob, reached down and took Yalda's hands and gently pulled Yalda to her feet.

"Lay on the bed please gorgeous." Richard said softly.

"Condom." Cathy reminded Richard.

Yalda watched fascinated as Richard rolled the latex sheath along his hard length before shuffling forward and aiming the head of his cock at Yalda's entrance.

Yalda gasped and sighed in sheer delight as Richard slid his shaft inside her.

Cathy was so happy for Yalda but she was also getting so turned on as she watched them fuck.

Add voyuer to my list of firsts! Cathy thought.

Cathy resisted the urge to loosen her jeans and pleasure herself.

She didn't want to distract Richard from giving Yalda the fucking that she had craved for so long.

She was enjoying watching the rhythmic rise and fall of his hips, the clenching of his buttucks on each inward thrust and the way they both clung to each other.

She also loved the sounds they were making. The grunts, the sighs, the moans of passion and of course, Yalda's loud orgasmic screams of sheer ecstasy.

As Richard turned Yalda on to all fours and resumed fucking her, Cathy reluctantly but quietly left.

Cathy needed to find a cock, any cock, of her own to play with.

Yalda was having the time of her life and Cathy was happy that she had played some small part in giving Yalda her dream.

"All good?" Aunt May asked when Cathy entered the office.

"Yes Aunt May, and thanks for this. For everything if I'm honest." Cathy replied as she hugged her.

Aunt May smiled then looked up at the clock. "He's getting close to the end of his half hour."

"Let them please Aunt May. Yalda needs this. Sorry.

I'll pay your cut for another half hour... for both if need be."

"Three years?" Aunt May mused. "A long time to wait. No, keep your money Cathy. I agree, she should have this time."

Aunt May stroked Cathy's cheek lovingly. "You are a good person Cathy. I knew that the first time I saw you."

Cathy was choked. "Thank you Aunt May."

Cathy and Aunt May hugged again and only a beep on Aunt May's phone forced them to part.

Aunt May read the text then looked out the hatch at the two men sitting and waiting patiently.

Her phone beeped again.

Aunt May then looked at Cathy and knew just what Cathy wanted and needed right now.

"Use room 4 Cathy." Aunt May said. "Two minutes then I'll send one down."

EPILOGUE

Cathy sat up and read the text on her phone for the third time. Her free hand caressed her naked breasts and she felt that her nipples had hardened.

The text was from Alex inviting her to spend a weekend with him in a hotel in Brighton in 3 weeks time. The text also said that Tom had texted Trisha.

Her bedroom door opened and a naked Trisha walked in carrying two very welcome cups of tea.

"Us in Brighton with two very horny men! Can't wait!" Trisha said excitedly as she climbed into bed next to Cathy.

Cathy took a sip of her tea then put the cup back on the nightstand next to her.

She then moved to sit astride Trisha's legs and gently crossed her arms around her neck.

"I don't want a repeat of Sunday." Cathy said, staring into Trisha's eyes. "I want us to go there as us. As women, not as working girls."

Cathy paused and took a deep breath.

"Be excited Trisha. I am too. But I saw how upset you were with Tim.

I... I don't want to ever see you like that again. I love you Trisha, not in that way, but you know what I mean.

I want us to have lots of sex but also to have fun doing other things.

Promise me you won't build it up too much."

A tear slid gracefully down Trisha's cheek.

"I promise Cathy."

Without moving off of Trisha and with her arms still crossed behind her neck, Cathy asked Trisha if Millie was still here in their flat.

Millie had accepted Immy's offer to stay with them and share a bottle of wine after Aunt May's had closed for the night.

"Yes." Trisha answered, then grinned. "Good of Immy to let her share her bed, though judging by the noises, sleep was the last thing on their minds!"

"Have you ever... you know... with a woman?" Cathy asked, still gazing into Trisha's eyes.

"No. But I've thought about it though. Have you?"

"Just a kiss." Cathy replied softly as the memory of her deep kiss with Olivia filled her mind. "But like you, I've thought about it."

Cathy and Trisha looked at each other for several long seconds, both of them reading the other's mind.

They would still need to think about it a lot more.

But both of them knew that when the time eventually came to enjoy the love and tenderness only girl with girl sex could and would give them, it would be with each other.

"Maybe we could... just kiss... for now?" Trisha said with a slight tremble to her voice.

Cathy moved her head forward, inch by slow inch until her lips were almost touching Trisha's.

Cathy's body tingle was now on max!

Then their lips touched and the kiss, tentative at first, soon turned deep and passionate.

They hugged each other tightly and two sets of firm, heavenly D cup breasts became squashed between them.

The kissing continued, their lips smacked and rolled, their tongues snaked and probed.

Finally they broke for air but continued to gaze hopefully into each other's eyes.

"Soon Trisha, soon. I promise."

Just before 2pm, as she had done the week before, Cathy entered Aunt May's.

Four men were seated in the reception area and Cathy recognised one immediately.

It was Steve, her first ever recommendation client.

Cathy smiled and waved at him as she walked into the office.

"Darling!" Aunt May said, and gave Cathy a huge hug as she always did.

Hi Aunt May." Cathy said, returning the hug. "Did Yalda get here ok?"

"Oh yes!" Aunt May exclaimed. "Was outside waiting for me to open up. She is keen!"

"Making up for lost time Aunt May." Cathy said with a giggle.

"That she is!" Said Aunt May. "But I will keep a close eye on her, I promise. She's in room 2 in case you're wondering and that young lad, Richard, is with her again."

"Best keep an eye on him as well Aunt May. Or he'll make himself bankrupt!"

Aunt May laughed. "You're in room 5 Cathy. Just as you asked."

Cathy hugged Aunt May again and kissed her on the lips.

"I love you Aunt May. Thank you. Give me a couple of minutes then send Steve down."

Cathy left the office, paused, then bent down to look at Aunt May through the hatch.

"And keep sending them down Aunt May!" Cathy said with a huge smile. "Keep sending them down!"

THE END