Lustly(27)

How f*cked up was that?

Once I was dry and redressed I was led to Ms. Cybil’s office and seated. She joined me moments later. “Lily, are you okay, dear?”

I felt weird admitting it out loud. “Yes. I’m fine.”

“I need to apologize to you about what happened earlier. Frankie got out of hand, even after I told you no sex.” She seemed very disturbed over it.

“I didn’t tell him no.” I felt my cheeks turning red. “We got caught up I suppose.” I didn’t want to admit that I enjoyed the encounter, even if I never found out who the man was. It sounded bad, but he’d given me pleasure and nothing more. It was one time, and perhaps it didn’t have to count since I never saw his face, and he didn’t finish inside of me. I was making excuses for being a slut. Epic fail!

Then I wondered something that made me very uneasy. “Protection. Did he use any?”

“Of course my dear. He wouldn’t have gone into the room without it.”

I had to change the subject, so I said the first thing that came to mind. “How did I do? Was I bad at it?”

“One can not be bad at sex. You can be inexperienced, but performance doesn’t mean you’re terrible at it.” She documented something on a piece of paper. “I have rules for a reason, Lily. There was no need for you to have intercourse today. I’m very sorry for that. I like to be a woman of my word. Frankie knew the rules.”

“My lips are sealed.” I felt embarrassed about the comment, wondering if she thought about my * lips being sealed. I know that’s where my mind went.

“Let’s get to business. You’re not going to need a second session. After Frankie’s actions I couldn’t ask you to endure that again. Your client has been prearranged and he’s eager to get started. Honestly, I’ve never seen anyone more eager. He’s driving me crazy, actually.”

“Already?” I figured it would take awhile, but Nessa had been right. “I didn’t know it would be so soon.”

“This client of mine is very dear to me. I wouldn’t assign just any of my girls to him. He requires a strong woman, who wants only to protect his identity. To be honest I’ve known him his whole life and he’s never once asked me for a girl.”

It was so intriguing, but scary. “Am I allowed to know anything about him?”

“He’s between the ages of thirty and forty. He’s very handsome, and kind.”

“Has he been with other girls before?”

“He’s never been with any of my girls. I can assure you of that.”

“Is something wrong with him?”

She slid a few papers over toward me. “Sign these papers. They protect both of us legally.” She was avoiding the question. “This is the key card for room four-hundred at Century Suites. Be there before ten in the morning, clean, shaved and prepared, both mentally and physically. When he arrives you will be required to wear a blindfold. His identity must be a secret.”

I cut in. “Wait. I’m supposed to just sleep with some man and never know who it is? That is insane!”

“Dear, you just did that earlier today. In time he will feel comfortable enough to open up. I suggest you follow his rules if you want to make good tips.”

It was true, but with the client I would be all alone. I wasn’t sure if I was okay with that.

“Tips?”

“Yes. On top of what you make, most clients will also tip.”

“What if I can’t go through with it?”

“My client knows that you are his first encounter. He requested you.” He requested me? Had I gone onto some ala-cart escort site? “If you’re afraid of something bad happening, I can assure you that it won’t.”

“Like today?” I’m pretty sure the definition of ‘bad’ wasn’t what I’d experienced earlier. When I leave here I will check the dictionary just in case.

“Exactly.”

“I asked for it,” I lied. “I wanted that man to have sex with me. I wanted to know what it would feel like, just one time. It’s more my fault than his. Please, don’t be hard on him.”

She began to laugh. “Lily, I know what happened. It was clear that you enjoyed yourself, maybe even too much. I never expected you to be so welcoming. Nessa is trained to go as far as the person allows. I suppose maybe you could have whispered for Frankie to please you, but it was still stipulated beforehand that he wasn’t to do so.”

I knew that I wasn’t in any position to help out the man. Then it actually finally hit me. Just as I was about to leave I burst into tears. Ms. Cybil was standing in front of me and reached out her hand to touch my arm. “What you’re feeling is normal.”

I jerked away, unable to keep my composure any longer. “I cheated on my husband. I’m a slut because I liked it? I liked how it felt to be touched by them. I wanted more, I asked for it. I’m just as horrible as my husband.”

She was probably rolling her eyes and wishing she never laid eyes on me, but her arms wrapped around my shoulders for comfort anyway. “What happened today is the reason why I have these sessions. I need to know not only if you can handle the situation, but also be able to deal with the repercussions. If you can’t get through today, then we’ll have to find my client someone else. I can’t have you getting upset like this in front of him.”