A kiss.

"Well, I guess I'd better be going," Cyndi said. She moved slightly on the couch.

"What's the rush, honey?" Chastity leaned toward her, her face a few inches from Cyndi's. Over the dilated pupils of her eyes, her lids were partially closed. She ran her tongue over her red, half-parted lips, and then pressed them suddenly and unexpectedly against Cyndi's. For a moment, Cyndi twisted in her arms and struggled to get away but Chastity held her securely. And soon the sweet honey of her mouth and tongue, her gently stroking hands and the warm heavy weight of her body, conquered her momentary shock and sparked a strange fire of desire in her belly.

She relaxed and surrendered herself to Chastity's lips and body, turning her torso as the hooker's hands unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it back over the shoulders. Cyndi suddenly squirmed again in an attempt to rise and fight the teasing of her body, but her mind seemed to have gone blank and all sense of perception vanished. The rebellion was only momentary and her body stilled again.

Somewhere in the back of her mind she noticed that her nipples felt very erect.

"What is it, Cyndi?" Chastity asked. "Come on, there's nothing to be scared of. It's not like I'm not a guy who's going to be rough with you, I'm another girl who knows what it should feel like."

"I just... I don't know, this is all happening so fast..."

"But you do want it to happen, right?" Chastity smiled. "Come on, Cyndi," she whispered. "You need this so badly. The touch of my fingers make you wet, don’t they?"

Chastity’s arms slip about the older woman’s shoulders. "Just relax, and let me show you how to love another woman. Let me make you come." She moved in for another kiss. Moving in for another kiss, Chastity sensually grabbed hold of her chest, bringing Cyndi closer.

Cyndi bit her lip and pushed away. "I'm sorry, maybe I should go..."