House Slut - S01 E81

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House Slut - S01 E81

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 81

The room that served as an office was cosy, with just enough room for the desk, an office chair, and a couple of straight-backed chairs opposite. There was a years-old calendar on the wall that didn’t make it past March before the person who hung it had stopped bothering to update it. Tegan squeezed through to sit in the chair furthest from the door, wearing her dress. Jennifer was wearing jeans and a light hoodie over a shredded band t-shirt. Having seen her getting dressed Tegan know she didn’t have a bra on. While that wasn’t really important right now, it was something she was aware of.

Karen had her tablet standing in its cover and was reviewing it as they entered and waited for them to sit before smiling warmly. Tegan hated to judge a person by their appearance alone as Karen had been nothing but professional and kind so far, but on her severe, angular face, the smile was unsettlingly predatory.

“Thank you, ladies. I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve asked you here.”

Both girls nodded.

“You’re both first timers, correct?”

Tegan and Jennifer exchanged a glance and both nodded again.

“Your little show was quite well received by the guests.”

Tegan let out a sigh of relief, strangely glad she wasn’t about to get in trouble, though it’s not as though this was an actual job that mattered to her.

“I was just doing what I thought I was supposed to.” Jennifer said. “I mean it wasn’t exactly our idea.”

“No, but you still performed it admirably.” Karen said, gesturing at her iPad “and I almost immediately received a private booking request.”

“From the two guys?”

“No, though I can see how you’d assume so. It was one of the couples, or rather the male. I am not sure of his partner’s involvement.”

“What would he want us to do?” Tegan queried.

“I don’t have all of the details yet, just an enquiry of availability which I will refer up to Simon for approval. It would be reasonable to assume a girl-girl performance of some variety, since they specifically asked for the both of you.”

“I’m open to it, once we have more details.” Tegan said after a moment’s consideration.

“Me too. But no sex.” Jennifer said, tucking a loose strand of her behind her ear. “I promised my boyfriend I’d do oral only.” She said to Tegan by way of explanation.

“Your limits are noted, of course.” Karen acknowledged “But I understand that refers to sexual intercourse with a man,for the purpose of moving forward with the booking I presume toys are acceptable?”

“Oh, yeah, I guess.”

“Very well, then myself or Simon will contact you with more information when we have it.”





By the time their brief meeting with Karen was over the others had dressed and left. As they exited the house after collecting their bags, Jennifer lit a cigarette. She saw Tegan looking at her and offered her one, which she accepted, taking a gentle drag. It had been a few years since she last partook of the occasional social smoke and didn’t want to cough like an idiot in front of her new acquaintance.

“So, that was a hell of a night.” Tegan offered after a careful exhale.

“Yeah, it was… something.”

“Ever done anything like that before?”

“Not… exactly.” Jennifer took a long drag. “I mean I’ve partied. I’ve been around. You?”

“I’ve had some… experiences. Most of them quite recently.” Tegan took a thoughtful drag.

“I’m a virgin.”

Tegan choked on her lungful of smoke and pounded on her chest with her fist, forcing herself to take several deep breaths. Jennifer sympathetically rubbed her back.

“You what?”

“I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m a virgin. That’s why I’m oral only.”

“So, you’ve never…?”

“Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been blowing dudes since I was like, fourteen, and I fucking love it. Couple of girls too, y’know how college life is.” Jennifer took another drag and so did Tegan, her lungs still burning from her coughing fit. “But I never went all the way.”

“If you don’t mind me asking… why?”

“I don’t mind. And I just don’t want to. I dunno. I blow a guy it’s like, whatever, he gets off. But letting him inside me… I feel like he thinks he gets a piece of you. I guess I don’t want to give that away. Maybe that’s stupid.”

“You know what, you do you. No judgment.”

“Thanks.” Jennifer bounced anxiously on the balls of her feet. “So uh, that’s a secret. Ok? I feel like it might create problems if other people find that out.”

“Sure. Absolutely.” Tegan nodded. She took another drag and they stood together in silence near their cars as they silently finished their cigarettes.

“So, uh…” Jennifer stuck her hand out awkwardly “It was real nice working with you, and I look forward to seeing you next time.”

“Likewise.” Tegan took Jennifer’s hand and shook it.



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