The MakeUp Artist Internship

The Appointment

I was so happy. My mom was going to be HOME in a few hours. Well, Johnny, too. However, we were driving to the University to see Peter. He was an English Professor. We went to his office. It was still winter break, but the last minute students were registering for class. His office was down a hallway with door after door after door after door. One was open and there he was in a blazer, white button down shirt, khakis, and penny loafer.

"Good Morning. This must be Jade. Why she is lovely," he said taking my hand.

"Thank you. That is why I chose her," Charisse said. "Can you guess who her father is?"

"Hmmm... Those sad brown eyes give it away. Captain Jack Sparrow aka Johnny Depp," he said. "She sure is curvy. About a 36DD."

"Yes," I say.

"She looks healthy. So, I say yes."

"I have terms. I must be in the room."

"Sure."

"Also, I do the foreplay. You are there for the act."

"Well, she is your girlfriend."

"How about a trial run?"

"Well, I don't have anyone for an hour. I am working on a syllabus and I live two blocks over on Iowa Street."

"We'll meet you there." I was nervous.

"I'm nervous," I say shyly.

"Don't be. He is very gentle."

"Okay."

He drove a Mercedes Benz. His house was blue with red shutters and trim. It was nice. It kind of reminded me of a place my mother would like. He smiles at me. "Can I at least kiss her or hold her?" He asked. "I guess kiss. So, where's your room?" He points upstairs. " If she needs to freshen up, let her," he tells her. I liked that he stuck up for me. "I am going to." He smiled and showed me to a bathroom. It was one of those old black and white tile ones.

"Do I need to take my clothes off?" I asked.

"Yes. Just come out," Charisse said. "Quit being stupid, Jade."

I walked out with the only thing on me was my earrings. Peter looked at me and I saw him grow right in front of me.

"She's very pretty," Peter said. He takes off his preppie clothes and hangs them up. I see WHY she chose him to compliment sloppy me. He stood out there and grew harder as he looked at me. I felt a little unkempt as I have not shaved in a while. I look around. His house is so immaculate. Then I did something to piss Charisse off, "Are you married? Were you married?" He said, "No. Never married, long term girlfriends but at 52 not married." I smiled. Charisse glared. I was going to hear about it.

"Well, are we going to stare at each other? Let's do this!" Charisse said.

"Where do I sit?" Peter asked. I giggled. He was throbbing by that point. I was going to pay for this.

"You can watch me eat her out. She comes pretty fast."

I lay back and look out the window as she are me out. It had a flower box and there were dead petunias in them, fertilizer for next year. It was gray and overcast. I looked across the street at a palatial brick home. I closed my eyes and just concentrated on my orgasm, which eventually came. I was still shaking when Peter got on me. He kissed me and then tried to get inside. "She's tight," he said to Charisse. "Can I at least help her." He ran his hands over me a few times and I shuddered. He went inside and began moving. He kissed me on the cheek. He was cute and I just looked over his shoulder at Charisse. He was a very large man and he felt good. I looked at Charisse and out of nowhere, I came. I didn't just come, I squirted hard. I also farted, which.I could not control. It smelled and I apologized. She looked at me and said, "That wasn't part of the deal." He just did things very right, more right than anyone I had been with. Soon, Peter clenches his jaw and begins grunting. "Lay there. Don't pull out. Maybe this will be the only time we need you." He just laid on me. He did ask if I were okay and he was "sorry he hurt me". "You probably aren't with men much," he whispered. He touched my hair. This was the beginning of something new for BOTH of us.

"Okay you can get up," Charisse commands. Peter looks at me. "You okay?" He asked. I nodded. He pulls out and a whole puddle falls out of me. "How about Saturday at ten?" Charisse demanded. He nodded. "Maybe I will light some candles," he got me a towel and I got dressed. "Those are some cute shoes," he said. I said, "Walmart." Charisse was pissed, I was still coming but didn't want to tell her, and we had an hour before I picked my parents, and I would be able to say that sooner than I thought. He said he'd see us Saturday and said, "How about I fix breakfast when we are done." I was so embarrassed. I almost lost all bodily functions on his bed and Sharisse was going to lay into me like that. I never came with a man inside of me.

I got in the driver's seat and headed to the airport. Charisse got out a novel.

"You are a dirty donut," she said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you farted for one, you squirted for one, and YOU CAME, that was not part of the deal, Miss Jade! Then you asked personal questions that were and are really NONE of your business."

"I didn't mean to. He's very big."

"Well, try not to the next time. This is a business transaction. Oh and then saying your shoes were from WalMart. He probably will slam the door in our face Saturday."

"Oh, tomorrow I promised my mom I would go to EastEnd Mall with her."

"Why there? It's so dirty and ghetto."

"Lots of memories there."

"You and your dad are one in the same."

We waited for my mom, as she was on a private flight. When I saw her, looked so rested and beautiful. Johnny looked just so happy. We went to lunch where I still felt like I was being pounded and he really didn't pound. He was very gentle. I did still feel like I was coming down off of my orgasm. Maybe I wasn't going to end up with Scott. Something in my head said, "He is going to fall for you and he is PERFECT for you." Lunch went well and I went over to my childhood home for games night and pizza. I took Charisse home because she felt I needed family time, but she would see me tomorrow night, as we were going to "dinner with friends". Also I think you need to BATHE before you go over to his house. You sort of stank. He mentioned it, but I told him we'd work on it.

I was being gaslit as I heard no such thing. I would find out what he thought of me very soon by a chance meeting. I enjoyed a great meeting at home with my mom, Johnny, and Hannah. I told mom about the baby thing and she told me I needed to "reconsider". She just wants a piece of Johnny and Johnny was a lot of fun. Johnny and I got high after mom went to bed. He told me how sexy he found my mom and that she wished she had more kids and was able to. I told him what I was doing and he said, "As your father, that is just dumb, baby." I went on Peter's social media. He's boring. He friended me and said, "It's okay you farted today. It seems Charisse was pissed about that." I laughed However, feelings were developing and developing on BOTH our ends.