You're mine!

"Well, you'll have to learn, then, won't you?" she asked with a catlike, impish grin as she hugged the other girl close. "You're so sad...I want to help you." she said softly, her hand sliding down the other's body slowly. "I'm enamored with you, Abby. You're mine." she murmured the last bit as her hand slipped over her pubic hair and touched her wetness, she smiled.
"Let me help you." she said quietly, kissing the girl's soft neck.

Abby blushed. Her whole body wanted to be touched, it was begging for someone to feel what she could offer. "A-ahn!" She closed her eyes tightly, hips bucking as her wetness was touched. She never got oral from others--it was a miracle if she orgasmed on the job. "R-Rachel..." She managed, softly, hips trembling.

Rachel smiled, kissing the girl's neck as her free hand gently groped her breast, moving in small circles.
"Mmm, I like your voice like that." she said softly, licking her way onto the other breast gently. Her tongue did little circles around the nipple, then her lips closed on it and she softly sucked.

Abby quivered, gripping Rachel's arms gently. She was so unused to this--it had been ages since she'd orgasmed, because masturbation wasn't her thing. She tried not to buck her hips, closing her eyes tightly, sweat beading across her forehead. "N-n... R-Rachel..."

Rachel smiled wider, her fingers teasing the slit carefully, whilke her free hand began to pinch and tweak the nipple between her fingers. She nippled at the other nipple gently, closing her eyes as she pleasured the other woman.

It took almost half an hour to get Abby to orgasm. That happened whenever she didn't orgasm for long periods of time. She breathed heavily, her body covered in cold sweat as she went limp in the bed. She was completely exhausted, eyes closed, bodies still trembling slightly.

She smiled and cvered her with a blanket and hapily began to prepare her a meal for when she woke up, slipping on an aprong in case the grease spattered. Nothing like a nice bacon and eggs meal after waking up from blissful sex, after all. She was a decent cook, after all, she had to live alone for a long time.

Abby slept quietly for a good half an hour--a dazed, automatic sleep that was necessary for being able to move. She finally climbed out of bed and rubbed her eyes sleepily, dragging the sheet along with her, wrapping it around her nude form. "I slept too long..." She murmured, looking at the other girl with sleep in her eyes. "I'm sorry..."

"I don't mind." Rachel said with a big smile, handing her a plate from the oven. It was still warm. "It's nice having guests again."She sat at the table with a smile on her face, gesturing to the seat opposite her. "Please. Sit. eat."

Abby blushed and sat down, still holding her sheet around her. "Ah... I um..." She blushed, looking down at her lap. Her nose caught a hold of the smell wafting from the stove. "Ahh... it smells good." She marveled, trying to figure out what was being cooked.

"Well, I started with scrambled eggs and bacon, then I had to [put that in the oven to stay warm, so I decied to make some pancakes, too..." she blushed a little. "I haven't had someone here to eat my cooking in ages, so I'm a little eager, my apologies."

Abby blushed and smiled shyly. "I'd love to try some." She murmured, trying to regain her confidence and composure. She wasn't doing so well so far. "I'll um... I suppose... you won't want to pay me anymore." She mumbled, thinking of her rent that was due.

"Of course I'll pay you! I'll even add some, you were very good to me." she said with a smile as she placed a plate before her. "You were.... exactly what I needed, Abby." she said softly. "I'd like you to come over again next week, if you could? Maybe a little earlier..." she smiled, leaning close, "And maybe a little less conservatvely attired?"

Abby blushed and pouted at her lap. "I'll wear civilian clothes, if that's what you want." She mumbled. "You must wear a suit to your day job... this is MY day job..." The food distracted her from her grumbling and she picked up a fork, shoveling eggs and bacon into her mouth. Mm, home cooking.

"I meant something more feminine, but alright." she said with a smile as she sat down opposite her and set a plate laden with pancakes between them. "Would you like some coffee before you head out?" she asked as she ate quietly, ladylike. "I'm out of creamer at the moment, but I have sugar..."

Abby blushed a little. Her freckles were cuter when she blushed. "I don't dress effeminately... I don't look good in women's clothing." True enough, Abby was a guy to her core. She just liked being butch better than she liked being feminine--it was why she'd bound her breasts and cut her hair off all through high school. "And, no, thanks... Caffeine gives me a headache, so I can't drink coffee." She smiled t the other girl apologetically.

"All righty-dighty." the blonde said. "C-can I come to your place, instead?" she asked with a grin. "Please? I'll even bring up the payment." she said with a smile. She had a plan. She wanted to do something very special for this girl she found a common thread with. She was so very lonely.

"I don't really feel comfortable with that." Abby said, as she finished. She stood, gathering her sheet around her, and went to look for her clothes. They were scattered about the living room. She walked around picking them up, putting them on as she did so. "I don't show people my home. It's a sign of a romantic relationship, and I can't get emotionally attached to my clients." She explained, almost sadly. "I would prefer if we limited our sessions to your apartment."

The girl deflated visibly.
"Uh... yeah, I guess you're right." she said quietly, rising with her half-done meal. She wasn't hungry anymore. She foun her wallet atop her dresser and fished out the money.
"here." she said softly. "I'll call you again if I'm in the mood." she said simply, then went back to her room.

"I'll just show myself out, then..." Abby murmured to herself, slinging her tie over one shoulder as she pocketed the money and headed out the door. The next day she had no jobs, but the $3000 she'd gotten from Rachel was enough to tide her over for a good mount of time--she didn't eat much, nor did she use a lot of electricity, and her agency handled her utilities anyways. Most of Abby's money was made legitimately, as an escort. Her... escapades... were a side business.

The call came early morning exactly one week after their encounter. Since she was away, it was on her awnsering machine.
"H-hi, it's Rachel. Rachel from last week, the natural blonde? Uhm. Anyway, I was wondering if you could come by the same time as last, maybe a bit earlier. I'll be waiting."
It sounded as if she were aout to hang up, then...
"Oh! About how I acted last time.... near the end of you time... I... I wanted to apologize. I'll make it up to you, this time. And please don't wrap them up, okay?"
Then she hung up.

Abby left an answer on Rachel's machine when the other girl was at work.

"Rachel, you didn't have to remind me who you are. I could never forget my favorite customer. I'll be there at five." There was a click as she hung up, sighing heavily. Don't get attached. Don't get attached. Don't get--oh, shut up. She ate a quiet lunch in a Bistro downtown, then went to an afternoon job, which lasted only a few hours.

When she got home, she looked into her closet, not really knowing what to wear. The only feminine thing she owned was a black silk dress she'd had since college that she only wore on fancy dates where she was supposed to be a woman. Sighing, she went to find something else.

When she knocked on Rachel's door, Abby was wearing a pair of baggy khaki cargo pants, which hugged her hips and nothing else. Her hair was neat, glasses pushed up, upper body awkward with balancing her un-bound, but bra'd breasts, covered in a simple 'The Flash' t-shirt. She pushed at her glasses compulsively, feeling very weird.

Rachel smiled as she opened the door. She reached out and took her hand, pulling her inside with a gentle kiss on the lips, looking into her eyes as shge held her close. "I got a big bonus today." she said softly. "And that means you get time and a half today." she smiled, kissing the girl's neck. "So, for tonight... You're mine. Understand?"

Abby blushed a little, nearly tripping all over herself as she was dragged inside. She cleared her throat and nodded, holding up a flower--another rose. This was unusual for her, to be honest, because she only ever brought it to the first encounter, then dropped it. She handed the thornless red rose to the other girl, then rubbed her arm awkwardly, her chest feeling disproportionately heavy to her. "I didn't bind them, like you asked..."

Rachel gently took the rose and kissed her cheek. "And they look wonderful, Abby." she said softly, her hands on the girl's shoulders. Abby was a little taller than her, but she didn't mind. "Now..." she said softly, "Do you want something to eat first?"