Alex's Awakening

Chapter Thirteen

Alex spent the rest of the day squirming with anticipation. She tried to preoccupy herself with other things, like doing some more shopping, taking a nice walk in the park, and even squeezing in a quick nap, but her mind kept wandering back to the evening ahead. She had never been with a couple before, and the thought of being the one in charge, of initiating the shy girlfriend into the world of kinky pleasures, was a heady one. She could hardly wait to help the young lady out of her shell, just as Shawna and Lydia and all the others at Cherry Blossom Escorts had helped her out of hers.

She made sure she was ready when the time came. Alex carefully dolled herself up in the mirror of a nearby restroom, applying her makeup with precision and slipping into the seductive lingerie she had bought earlier. She had chosen a sheer black lace set that left little to the imagination. She knew it would drive both Mark and his girlfriend wild. Over the lingerie she wore a dark green dress that hugged her curves and ended just above her knees. The dress had a plunging neckline that displayed her cleavage and a slit that showed off her long, toned legs. She felt like a million bucks, and she knew she looked it too.

Alex texted her father, saying she was out with friends from school, then called an Uber and gave the address of Mark's house. It was a modest one-story, but not bad at all, she thought. Alex marched confidently up to the front entrance and knocked on the door.

It was Mark who opened it, looking surprised but pleased to see her. He was a man in his early thirties, tall with broad shoulders and a clean-shaven face. "Alex," he said, smiling. "You look... wow. Your pictures on the agency's website didn't do you justice."

Alex stepped inside, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. "Thank you," she said, her voice a purr. "Where's your girlfriend?"

"In the living room. C'mon, follow me."

Mark's girlfriend was a petite, mousy little thing, a head shorter than Alex herself with a very slim build. She looked almost fragile. She was sitting on the couch, dressed in a simple white blouse and a pair of blue jeans, and her eyes widened when she saw Alex.

"Baby, this is Alex," Mark said. "Alex, this is my girlfriend, Rachel."

Rachel looked up at Alex. She had soft, brown doe eyes and her hair was tied back in a ponytail. Alex could see the hint of excitement in her eyes despite her nervousness. Alex saw a lot of her former self in the shy young woman and vowed right then and there to give Rachel a night she would never forget.

"H-hi," Rachel said quietly, blushing furiously and looking away.

Alex sailed over to her, extending a hand. "Hi Rachel. It's so nice to meet you." Rachel took her hand tentatively, her grip weak and trembling. Alex could see the nerves in her eyes, the unspoken questions and fears. She decided to take charge immediately. "Here's what's going to happen tonight, okay? You and I are going to have a little fun with Mark tonight. You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but I promise it'll be a night you'll remember forever. Now, if you want to try anything or if there's anything you're not comfortable with, just let me know. My job is to make sure everyone is happy."

Rachel bit her lip but nodded hesitantly. "Okay."

"Hmm...how about we start with you blowing your boyfriend?" Alex asked, smoothing the other girl's hair out of her face. "In fact, we can do it together. Does that sound hot?"

Rachel nodded, her cheeks still red but her eyes gleaming with excitement. Alex turned to Mark, who was watching the exchange with growing excitement. "Take your pants off, Mark. Let's show Rachel how much fun we can all have together."

Mark didn't need any further encouragement. He quickly shed his pants, revealing his already hardening cock. Rachel watched him with wide eyes before looking back up at Alex for guidance.