The Proposition

I really like this coffee shop. Within walking distance from my condo, there's always good people watching, the drinks are good, and the staff is friendly. I lift the steaming mug of my latte and can't help but anticipate that first, delicious, sip when my eye catches the door swing open and I almost drop the whole thing.

Gorgeous. Stunning. Those two words don't even begin to capture the beautiful creature who walks through the door. Her black hair flows back like she's a model in a shampoo commercial. Her clothes are simple, yet stylish, probably because of her perfect body. Blue jeans that somehow look comfortable but hug all the right curves. A tucked white t-shirt that hints at the toned stomach and houses the two things that made me almost drop my six dollar cup of coffee.

Cannonballs. The first word that comes to my mind when I see the fantastic pair of tits that looked me straight in the eye when the redhead first walked through the door. My mouth is dry because I've let my jaw drop and have been sitting here like an idiot for what seems like forever. My own tits throbbed with pain because I could feel my blood storm right to my nipples. Thank goodness that I chose to wear a padded bra today, otherwise my nipples would've been tenting so hard they probably could've poked holes through my shirt.

I had to have her. I needed to have her tits in hands with her flesh pouring between my fingers and her nipple scraping against my palm. I needed to fill my lips with her stiff nipples and to feel them scrape against my tongue.

But how to approach her? This was the type of public place that one didn't really expect this sort of thing, and I can tell, I can always tell, that this girl is straight. I've been with plenty of straight girls, but they were always looking to experiment and I have no way to know what this goddess wants. There's only one way to find out.

She takes her seat about three tables away from me, probably for the same reason I picked mine, because it's relatively private. Perfect. A plan forms in my head while I stand up. I don't know if it's any good but right now it's the only thing that's in my head. This woman has made my brain lose practically all rational function and my body is operating on its own volition.

Now fully erect, I catch a glimpse of my reflection from one of the windows that looks out onto the street. My confidence returns somewhat. You see, I'm no slouch myself. In fact, I'd say that aside from our hair color and skin tone, I'm a redhead, this mystery woman and I are almost equal when it comes to looks. That's probably why I became so flustered. I don't think I've ever been with someone so physically similar to myself.

I take the longest walk of my life and curse myself for not wearing heels because they make my legs look longer and my ass look even better. But I already know that picking someone up wasn't on the agenda when I came here today. Oh well.

She looks up as she senses my presence and I get excited when her eyes go slightly wide at my appearance. Everyone does that when they see me and she did too! God, I sound like a schoolgirl going through her first crush.

Now that I'm closer, I can get a better look at her. Yup, still gorgeous. Her almond-shaped eyes are a soft shade of brown and her skin is slightly darker. I don't know how, but I instantly guess that she's Brazilian.

Her eyes grow even wider, this time in surprise, when I sit down at the chair next to hers at this four-seater table. Our bodies point at each other and are knees are just inches, inches(!), from touching. I lean in, so does she. I take a deep breath and speak, my voice low enough so that only she can hear me.

"I will give you $5000 for five minutes with your breasts."

Her face falls into confusion because she cannot believe the words that she heard. She's about to start laughing until she sees that I'm deadly serious. She leans back in, her head tilts toward me to make sure she hears it correctly.

"Excuse me?", she asks in the huskiest, sexiest, voice I've ever heard. The twinge of Latin American accent is almost enough to make me cream right there in the cafe. But I can't get too excited. Her voice also had tones of shock and disbelief, but maybe not disgust?

I have no choice, I have to press forward. I say it again, trying to keep my voice as confident as possible, "Me and you. I'll give you a thousand dollars for five minutes with your tits."

She leans back into her chair and snorts in disbelief. I can't blame her. I know what it's like to get hit on in public and I would've reacted the same way if a stranger said the same thing to me. She gives her head a slight shake and opens her mouth. Oh no! She's going to refuse, I know she is.

"Look...".

She doesn't get the full word out of her mouth before my body acts on its own again.

"Ten thousand dollars."

That stops her cold.

"What?" This time she barely manages to stammer out the word. I've got her attention.

"You heard me. Ten thousand dollars for five minutes."

She crosses her arms and sits back in her chair to think about it. Her drink arrives in a to go cup. She lifts it up and presses it to her ruby red lips to stall until she comes up with something to say. My eyes catch every last detail. I see her lips touch the piece of hot plastic and never in my life have I so wanted to be a simple lid until that very moment just so I could feel those lips on me.

She lowers her cup and stares at me to see if I'm for real. I'm so hypnotized that I can't turn away, I wouldn't even want to.

A quick lick of her lips and I finally get to see her tongue. Then she speaks again.

"How do I know you're good for the money?"

It takes every ounce of will power I have to not leap out of my chair and dance around like some idiot football player who just scored a touchdown. She's interested!

"I can write a ch..."

"Cash", she says before I can even finish the sentence. "And up front too."

Now it's my turn to hesitate. Getting that much money could take some time. I could tell her that but I know she'll just say it's my problem to sort through. I'm not worried about the amount, that's what trust funds are for, but I need to make sure she won't ghost. Again on autopilot, I respond.

"Five PM at the Grande Hotel that's two blocks from here. Ask the front desk for the penthouse that will be under the name Jacqueline Thomas."

This impresses her and she slowly nods her head. I can see hesitation start to claw at her mind again.

"Jacqueline", she repeats my name and I swoon at hearing it in her delectable voice. "My name is Gabriela."

Yes! I have her name!!

Now my confidence has fully returned and I know the effect it, along with my looks and body, can have on anyone, man or woman, gay or straight. I stretch my hand out for her to shake and she does. We each give a small gasp as our warm palms almost cause an electric spark.

"Nice to meet you Gabriela. You have a beautiful body and it deserves to be worshipped."

Still holding onto her hand, I stand up to leave, but before I go, I lean in and whisper into her ear, "You just made the best decision of your life."

She jumps slightly when I give a soft blow into her air and the look she gives me, part surprised, part intrigued, tells me that I'll definitely be seeing her that evening.

***

The next few hours are a blur. First, I practically run to the Grande to reserve the penthouse for that night. The GM knows me and it's a Tuesday night, so getting the room is no problem. Then a dash to the bank to withdraw the funds. The branch manager assures me that he'll get the cash delivered to the Grande in just a few hours where the GM will store them in the penthouse's safe. A trip to the spa is next. Again, it's a weekday morning, so I have no problem booking a facial, mani/pedi, and massage. By the time I get home, it's 3:30, which gives me just enough time to shower and change into my outfit.

The shower is quick but it's damn hard to not finger-blast myself in the shower. My nips are stiff and my cunt is needy, but there isn't enough time! Once the shower is done, I choose to wear an elegant dress with my favorite underwear. The outfit is perfect, not too fancy, not too simple, which means I won't draw any attention. More importantly, I can avoid triggering any last minute cold feet from Gabriela.

After I put on my heels, I start on the longest walk of my life to the Grande. It's just a couple of blocks away, but I feel like it's taking an eternity. The light shawl I have draped over my shoulders, originally meant to keep out the slight chill that formed during the day, now makes sure that no one can see that my rock-hard nipples are practically poking through my bra and dress.

I enter the room and note that everything is to my satisfaction. Fine chocolates sit on the credenza and a bottle of wine sits in a basket of ice. Once ensured the money is in the safe, now comes the hardest part. Waiting. There's only 15 minutes to go until five o'clock but I feel every last second of that time. I stare out the window. I walk the plush carpet until I feel a rut start to form. The anticipation is killing me, when is she going to get here??

A knock! My heart leaps into my throat and I practically run to the door. I slightly gasp when I see her through the peephole. She's here! She came! I take a moment to calm myself and open the door as coolly and collectively as I can. We greet each other with smiles, mine full of excitement, hers filled with trepidation.

It thrills me that she's wearing an outfit not unsimilar from mine. A maxi dress with a fairly deep neckline and the fabric soft enough to hug every curve no matter which direction her body moves. She walks a few feet into the room before turning around, unsure what to do next.

I am also not exactly sure how to proceed but I decide to press onwards.

"Thank you for coming!" Oh my god, why did I say such a stupid thing?

For the first time, she breaks into a genuine smile and actually laughs a little, which slightly breaks the tension. She flashes her perfect teeth and throws back her head so I get the perfect view of her long, elegant neck.

"Well... thank you for having me, I guess. This is one of the strangest things I've ever done. I've never been with a woman before, never even thought about it. But... ten thousand dollars just so you can touch my tits for five minutes? Why not?"

Her demeanor relaxes me and I beckon for her to follow me to the bedroom. I'm almost positive her eyes are glued to my ass instead of checking out the suite or the view it offers of the city.

Once we enter the bedroom, I make way to the safe. I position my body between her and the pin pad while I type in the code. With a bit of dramatic flair, I open the door and her fingers cover her mouth when she sees the stack of cash.

"It's all there", I say proudly. She makes a move towards the safe but I close the door before she can get there.

"The notepad next to the safe has the combination. Now that you've confirmed it's all there, you can collect after we're done."

She didn't expect this. Technically, I held up my end of the bargain, the money is here as promised. But I need to protect myself too. If I gave it to her now, what's to stop her from just taking the money and leaving? I can see the thoughts race through her mind. She doesn't like it but now that she's here, it's harder to leave when she is so, so, close to it.

Gabriela makes a decision and nods her head affirmatively.

"How do we do this?"

"Take off your dress and bra, and sit on your knees in the center of the bed. It's up to you whether you want to keep your panties on."

Gabriela (I love saying that name!) walks over to a credenza that's midway between the safe and the bed. She holds up her phone to show the timer app and kind of shakes it at me to let me know which phone to use. She places it down and then walks over to the foot of the bed where she stops and turns towards me.

One hand at a time, she hooks her thumb under the shoulder strap of her dress. She then pulls her arm through the holes so the dress can pool at her feet.

I had no idea I was holding my breath this whole time. Her nearly naked body is perfect. She's wearing a sheer, half-cup bra that barely covers her nipples and a matching lacy black thong. Despite the sheer material, it's hard to make out much of her pussy, but I can tell it's shaved, just like mine. Jesus, this is making me horny. If my pussy becomes even wetter, I may cum before I even touch her.

She's looking right into my eyes and her smile is genuinely seductive now. She also knows the effect her body and looks has on other people and I'm getting it full blast.

All I can do now is watch her hands as they slowly graze her taut torso before reaching around her back and unclasp the bra. Her tits are so large and the clasps held on so tightly that when she unclasps it, the bra immediately falls off her chest and drops unceremoniously to the floor.

And now they're staring straight at me. Naked and unencumbered. These meaty, magnificent works of art that stand proudly and topped with the most delicious chocolate nipples that scream to be licked, kissed, and worshipped. They're also stiff. Far too stiff to only be reacting to their sudden exposure to open air. She's excited.

"Umm, hello? We doing this or not?"

Embarrassed, I quickly snap out of my reverie. Hey, I can't help it, those tits are so awesome, they're literally hypnotizing. I quickly reach up to my straps and lower my dress as well. I do it in a little bit of a hurry because I'm still flustered from staring at her tits, so it takes me a second to realize that she let out a small gasp when she sees my nearly nude body.

I look up while I'm fumbling with the clasp and I can tell she's impressed. Coming from her that's a real compliment and it snaps me back to my normal self. I look back into her eyes and give my own seductive smile and I can see that now it's she who's holding her breath.

My bra practically explodes off my body and falls to the floor. Her mouth is open, but she has the grace to say the single, most perfect, word.

"Wow."

She almost said it wordlessly but to me it sounded as clear as a bell.

I see her eyes go downward and open a little wider. I follow her gaze and look down and see that I have a fairly large circle of wetness on my panties. She can see how turned on I am! Well, there's nothing else to do or say. I just look at her, give a cheeky smile, and shrug my shoulders.

I then motion for her to get on the bed and I can't tear my eyes away while watching every inch of her almost bare body turn, stretch, and jiggle. When she's in the center of the bed, sitting on her knees, I make my way to the credenza where her phone is and hold it up so she can see that I set and start the timer for five minutes and thirty seconds. She hesitates at first but realizes I'm giving myself time to get on the bed.

Now on the clock, I qucikly go to the nightstand and retrieve an item that my masseuse gave me earlier this afternoon.

It's a small bottle of massage oil. She told me the official name is something mundane, like Majestic Coconut, but she calls it, "Essence of Sex."

"If this doesn't do the trick", she told me in her matter-of-fact tone, "then nothing will."

I get on the bed and sit a few inches behind Gabriela, like her, on my knees with my butt on my heels. Speaking of, her ass looks like an apricot ripe for picking. I take a deep breath to calm myself because I am very aware of how close our bodies are to each other and can feel my nipples straining forward magnetically drawn to the Brazilian woman's luscious flesh.

I take a deep breath to concentrate before I uncap the bottle and put a couple of dollops in my hand and rub them together. Immediately, I can feel my hands warm to this new stimuli. My body was already tingling with desire and this magic oil just took it to another level!

My hands reach out and she jumps slightly when she feels my hands on her shoulders. But her muscles instantly relax by the combination of the oil and my own deft touch. I always knew those masseuse classes would come in handy.

Within mere seconds, her head lolls back as I efficiently work on and release the stressors in her neck and upper back. My hands then slide over the top of her shoulders while my fingers dance over every inch of her skin. She can't help but moan. She's thinking about how good my hands feel on her and how much better they'll feel on her tits.

A small gasp when my fingers go past her clavicle and brush against the base of her mountainous tits. Her body tenses. She's ready.

I abruptly slide my hands back. She's about to look back in confusion but then I launch my upper body forward. At the same time that my tits crush against her back, I reach under her armpits and grab two handfuls of the most awesome breasts I've ever held in my hands.

"Oh god...", she groans and throws her head back to rest on my shoulder.

I'm fully in it now. Her flesh, somehow soft and firm, yields happily to my fingers and her rigid nipples scrape against my palms. It's everything I've wanted since I first saw her this very morning. Our bodies move in sync as she tries to process all the pleasure moving through her. My lips are millimeters from her ear. So, I whisper dirty things to her. Filthy things that I would do to her. The dirty talk seems to work because her left hand starts to flail. It's searching for something, anything to hold on to and it can't find a place.

I don't want the hand to become a distraction. So, I, very reluctantly, release her left tit and hold her hand in mine. Grateful for something to hold onto, she squeezes it tight. It's time for my next move. Slowly, I lower my head so my lips are mere centimeters from her flawless brown skin. She moans louder as she feels my warm breath wash over her and I can see the goosebumps form as her body anticipates something wonderful will occur. I hover over the base of her right breast. I'm so close that I can finally taste her fantastic flesh.

That first kiss is heaven. Complete heaven. She arches her back even more. She might be straight but she also can't deny how much she's loving the feel of my hands and lips on her tits. I move forward but I need to adjust my position and somehow we are both lying on the bed. She's on her back and I'm on my side. My lips never leave and are only climbing higher to reach that glorious peak.

When I'm finally there, seeing the rigid rod, so wonderfully needy, I can't help but stare at it for precious seconds. Gabriela stares at me and involuntarily stretches her nipples toward my mouth. She wants it. She needs it. Well, who am I to say no?

Her head goes back in blissful agony when my lips finally, and fully, surround her glorious bud. I suck, I kiss, and I lick. The tip of my tongue starts at the base of her nipple and slowly sidles up until it stops at the tip. I repeat this at every angle possible on that delicious piece of dark chocolate.

She starts to shorten her breathing. Her back begins to spasm and she now has such a death grip on my hand that I'm starting to lose blood flow. She is close to having the biggest orgasm in her life.

Beep beep! Beep beep! Beep beep!

Time's up.

The noise is so jarring that we release each other immediately. For a moment, we are both disoriented and trying to make our way through the fog in our heads. Like an automaton she groggily rolls out of bed and staggers to the credenza and turn the blasted alarm off. The silence is sudden and disorients us again.

She's still breathing hard and I can't keep my eyes off the rise and fall of her tits. Hell, even if I was looking in her eyes, those awesome mounds would still be in my field of view.

She stands there for almost a full minute staring in the direction of the safe and the notepad that has the code. I have no idea what she's waiting for, maybe to get her breathing under control? But then I notice that her nipples are still rock hard. My eyes look downward and I can see an unmistakably large stain of wetness on her panties. I finally realize that she's still horny.

Wordlessly, she turns to look at me and it's as if the full force of the sun hits me. We stare at each other for who knows how long before she hooks her thumbs onto both sides of her panties and begins to pull them down! As fast as I can, I struggle to do the same. It's a little harder when you're overly eager and lying on your back, but I manage to take them off and kick them away just as she crawls next to me in bed.

We wrap our arms tightly around each other and groan when our powerful breasts finally collide. Those sounds are immediately silenced when we kiss for the first time. As you get older, there are few kisses that stick with you. I know for a fact, I will remember this kiss for the rest of my life.

Our lips move together effortlessly, as if we are longtime lovers. Our hands explore and squeeze without reservation or encumbrance. Our bodies scream for release and I know exactly how to give it to her. As much as I don't want to, I tear myself away from her lips and kiss downward. When my lips move on, I replace them with fingers. I kiss, lick, and suck up, down, and around her insanely perfect tits and enthusiastically knead them when I move to her torso.

I finally reach my destination and inhale the wonderful fragrance of her essence. She is dripping wet and her clit is out and just begging for my tongue.

"OH SHIT!!!", she screams when I lay the entire flat of my tongue on her clit.

She clutches a breast with one hand and my hair with the other to hold me in place while I go to work. After a few licks, I slide the tip of my tongue down her slit and taste her wonderful fluids for the first time. Her pelvis is thrusting slightly now, up and down. And then something happens that I've never done before.

On her next up thrust, my tongue slides in effortlessly into her. I can feel the silken walls of her vaginal canal lovingly envelope my tongue. Soon, we have a nice rhythm going. When she thrusts up, my tongue goes in. She thrusts down, my tongue goes out. Up, down, in, out.

We move faster now. She starts bucking because she's losing control. She starts to hump wildly and grabs the back of my head with both hands with an iron grip. My tongue slashes. There's no plan, I'm just licking and kissing any piece of flesh that my tongue meets.

Gabriela arches her back far off the bed and holds it stiff for the longest time. Yelps, gargles, and broken curses escape her mouth, but she has no control over that either.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!"

Her scream fills the room as she erupts in an absolutely massive orgasm. Her body resumes function and she pumps out a river of cum that I gamely try to catch in my mouth. My body is function again and I kiss, lick, and suck and bring her body to climax over and over again until she finally collapses onto the bed.

Now that I've taken care of her, it's my body that's begging for relief. I kiss my way up her panting body and am delighted to see that her nipples are still hard. She spasms when I ravish them with my tongue. I continue my way up her elegant neck and before long we're kissing again, our bodies firmly twined together.

"That was amazing", she coos to me when we break the kiss.

I sit up and look down at her, my eyes taking in every inch of her perfect body. I'm not done with her yet.

"What do you mean, 'was'?"

I then plunge my pussy directly onto hers and if she was moaning before, she's screaming now. Our slick folds slide effortlessly against each other while their lock in place and refuse to separate. I reach down and grab a hold of her tits again so I can brace myself and grind against her even harder.

With both hands she grabs my ass and we fuck like possessed demons. All I can do is keep my head thrown back with my mouth open as I soundlessly scream with pleasure.

Suddenly, at the same time, our bodies become still. For a moment, time stands still and are bodies just seem to suspend.

"OH FUCK, OH FUCK, OH FUCK!!!!!", I scream at the top of my lungs as the biggest orgasm of my life takes over my body. I can feel the cum explode out of me and squirt right into her pussy. This overwhelms her and soon we're trading shot after shot of cum as we erupt over and over again.

Now it's I collapse into her arms, our cunts still locked together, and we embrace each other while our bodies pant from our exertions. Our sweat lubricates us and lets us rub against each other without friction. We can feel each other's heart's beating and we can feel our still hard nipples scrape together and poke against our tits.

We luxuriously kiss again and our tongues wash over each other. She rolls me onto my back and sucks my tongue.

"Mmmm", she says after breaking the kiss, "I want to taste you."

I want nothing more than her tongue on my pussy, but I also want another taste of her. Before she can start, I croak out, "Let's eat each other."

Gabriela smiles feverishly and she quickly clambers her body until we're staring into each other's cunts. I only take a second to look at her pussy from this new perspective but my tongue is impatient. So is hers and soon we're eating each other out reckless abandon.

She's enthusiastic but a beginner. I bring her off twice before she can get me there. But she's a gifted learner and soon we settle into a nice, long 69 session and the orgasms flow like wine.

The rest of the night and into the early morning is just the two of us making love that's briefly interrupted when we sleep. Well, not really sleep, we just collapse from exhaustion but are eventually woken up by one of us sucking on a nipple or licking a pussy.

It's probably not until four or five in the morning when we collapse into sleep and our sexual fervor is finally broken. It's not until seven that her phone alarm suddenly beeps, loud and annoying enough to shake us awake. She rushes out of bed to turn off her alarm and then look back at me. If she was ashamed about the previous night, she's not showing any sign of it. In fact, she smiles at me before she heads to the bathroom.

First, I hear the toilet flush but then I hear the shower start. It suddenly occurs to me that she's naked in there and I want to see her. I slip out of bed and see her standing in the shower looking even sexier as the hot, steaming water pours down her amazing body. Her back is to me and she's busy soaping her front. This is too good an opportunity to pass. I step into the shower, press my body against her back, and reach around to help soap her tits, stomach, and pussy.

Far from being put off, like a small part of my mind feared, she reaches back with one hand and holds the back of my head and kisses me hard. With her free hand, she grabs mine, and directs it to her pussy where I finger her while she holds my arm in place until she comes in a violent climax. We take the world's longest shower as we suck each other, fuck each other, and clean each other until the water starts to turn cold.

We finally step out of the shower to dry ourselves off. I see her perfect body and it just gets mine ready to go again. It seems as if we've calmed down a bit and now all that's remaining is some awkward silence. It's time to say something.

"How long have you been with the agency?", I ask her.

She looks up in surprise at the question, but seems happy for the opportunity for conversation. "Just under a year, I really like working for Carmen", she replies before posing a question of her own, "why did you choose me?"

I take a deep breath. How do I explain this?

"Carmen's been a friend of mine for years and I've always loved using her escorts. But one day this fantasy, seducing a straight woman by offering her money just to massage her tits, was something that I couldn't get out of my head. But it's not something that someone in my position can do to just anyone on the street. But if I used an escort service, then there was no real seduction involved."

"So, that's why you chose me? Because I'm... straight?"

Another deep breath. Clearly, I need to do a better job of explaining. "I didn't choose you. All I asked Carmen was for her to find a girl, a straight one with an awesome set of tits, who had no interest in women. That woman was supposed to come to the coffee shop within a range of time on a specific day, and it was up to her, well, you, to decide what you would do or how far you would go."

Gabriela nodded her head as if it all made sense.

"Yes, I thought it was a most unusual fantasy, and I thought I'd seen them all from my male clients! But, Carmen said I would get paid my rate for just showing up and there was the opportunity for more. So, I figured, what the hell, it was an easy way to make some money."

Now, it's my turn to pose the question I've been wanting to ask since we started talking.

"So... why did you say yes?"

She smiles a smile so genuine that I almost melt in a puddle.

"Just look at you", she says. "If I was ever going to try being with a woman, it was going to be with someone who looks like you!"

Now my body is all the way back and ready to fuck. I'm just about to pounce on her when she gets a text notification on her phone.

"Oh shit! I'm going to be late for work!"

While she dresses quickly, I run to the safe and retrieve her money, which she gratefully accepts as she heads to the door. Before she reaches for the knob, she turns around and hands me her phone.

"Put your number in there", she says unnecessarily, because I've already got in my hands and frantically type in my digits. I'm so excited that I not only check three times to make sure I typed it in correctly but I have her read it back to me too. She texts the number and from the other room I can hear my phone beep. We have each other's numbers!

She looks contemplative before she speaks, "I don't know what last night meant for me and whether it means that I like women. But... if you ever want to get together, you know how to reach me." She reaches over and we kiss hard and long before her phone beeps again and we have to break our lip lock.

"Wow", she breathes out the word before opening the door and leaving the room.

I march straight to the bed and furiously masturbate. I have to get myself off twice before last night's activities finally catch up to me and I fall asleep into a deep sleep.

It's not until several hours later that I finally awaken and it's only because of multiple texts that were sent to my phone in rapid succession. I stagger out of bed and teeter towards my phone but the cobwebs disappear when I see the texts are from Gabriela!

The first is a map link to what is clearly a private residence and the second is a time, 7:00 pm, just a little over five hours from now. I begin to pant like a dog and try to push my growing lust down as I head to the shower. A trip to the shops, another to the spa, and another to the salon. There's so much to do before my date tonight!