Kassandra (Female Mommy)

The work slate on Josie’s HUD states Kassandra will be the first in the line of appointments tonight.

This is a rather fine start to the night, Kassandra is more or less her most valuable frequent visitor and she doesn’t even get off on scat or something.

By virtue of their relationship, Josie is told nothing that the customer herself isn’t ready to say, as such Josie only has a few snippets of info to go off of.

It’s plainly obvious that Kassandra comes from money, fine clothes, big tips and a large vocabulary paints her as coming from old money, maybe she had a hand in some minor but crucial innovation like biogel for joint augments or adrenal accelerants for biocomps.

But that of course, is a null factor, what matters is what she expects from Josie when she books an appointment.

It didn’t take long for Josie to decipher that Kassandras looking for a housewife experience, she wants a devoted little pet to tend to her every need, worship the ground she walks on and finally to make her feel needed.

It’s actually more common than most people imagine, there’s a surplus of lonely people who just wanna feel loved, sometimes it doesn’t even entail sex, just talking.

And so Josie sets to work, she takes out some plas candles and sets them alight, each one burning with a small pink flame, casting mood lighting across the room.

She opens her wardrobe and reaches all the way to the back, past the slutty Medtech outfit, past the skimpy corpo outfit to a simple dress, it’s of decent quality but it’s also modest, the kind a housewife would wear, she slides it on, her synthair changing hue until it’s a soft auburn, exotic but not flashy, just the way she likes.

And then finally Josie kneels at the door, hands resting on her knees as she waits patiently, settling into the role of the fawning pet, **** to see her goddess once more.

A few moments pass and then, finally the door slides open with a soft hydraulic hiss, revealing the visage of her client.

To see her on the street one might mistake Kassandra as a simple grandmother but nothing more, a woman who devotes her life to her family, sexless.

But here? Here it’s plain to see she’s a mommy with needs, needs that WILL be satisfied before she departs.

She stands at 6’4” her body on the chubbier side but that by no means detracts from her clear sex appeal, her wide hips sway as she struts into the room, as confident as if this was her own home.

“Welcome home Mommy~!” Josie shouts, channeling all the energy of an excited puppy as she stays at her knees.

Kassandra’s lips curl into a smile, bending down she gently takes Josie’s chin between her thumb and pointer finger as their eyes lock.

“Mmmm someone’s happy to see me~ how was your day sweetpea~?” She asks, her voice sweet as honey causing Josie to chew her bottom lip a little.

“I was soooo bored without you here to keep me company~” she whines, causing Kassandra’s smile to widen ever so slightly.

“Aww, poor baby~ well, Mommies home now and she’s had just an awful day at work…~ you’ll take care of her won’t you~?” She asks, knowing Josies response already.

It may seem silly from an outside perspective but in Josie’s experience, the roleplay, the act, it’s what really satisfies clients, there’s thousands of joytoys in the city, any one of them cuter or cheaper then Josie, but it doesn’t matter if they botch their client’s fantasies by getting right down to biz.

Kassandra releases her pets chin, walking past her to sit at the edge of the bed, reaching back she pulls on a hair band that’s kept her snow white hair trapped in a tight bun, letting it all fall free down her back.

“Come here precious~ Mommies feet are sore~” that’s all Josie needs to hear before turning around and crawling towards Kassandra on hands and knees, stopping just short of the invisible barrier between her legs.

Gently Kassandra lifts a foot, leaning back on her arms as she watches Josie work in silence, by this point Josie knows what to do, no words need saying.

Gently she pulls the work stiletto from Kassandra's left foot before allowing it to fall to the floor, before doing the same with the other.

“Mmmm that’s it’s babygirl~ juuuuust like that~” she says, moaning softly as Josie begins massaging her feet, with other clients she might be expecting to take things further, sucking on the toes or otherwise worshipping them, but not Kassandra.

Frankly with how vanilla she is, Josie’s surprised she needs to see her instead of just shacking up with some bright eyed college student.

But she won’t complain, all she needs to do extra is give a lukewarm massage every once in a while and listen to Kassandra’s little “stories”.

Before long Kassandra’s given her cue that she’s ready to proceed to the main event, she gently reaches a hand down, letting her fingers comb through Josie’s hair before saying those magical words.

“Does my good girl want a treat..~?”

There’s only one answer to this, Josie turns her gaze upwards looking into her mommies eyes as she smiles as innocently as she can manage.

“Yes pwease Mommy~!” She shouts, not the least bit unaware of how much she sounds like a child who’s begging her mom for a cookie.

But it works, just as it has for the past year and just how it will for presumably the rest of Josie’s career; Kassandra gives a warm, grandmotherly smile and gently parts her legs, giving Josie an unfettered look at her soaked through panties.

It feels rather telling that the excitement that fills Josie’s face isn’t entirely fake, maybe she’s spent so long in this role that it’s become a part of her?

There is a science to eating Kassandra’s box, you MUST always start by diving in with as much enthusiasm as possible, and act as though you have no idea what you’re doing.

Gently she feels her hand push her back a little as Kassandra chuckles.

“Mmm wait baby, I haven’t even taken off my panties yet~”

Gently she lefts her ass and slides her panties down her plush thighs, leaving them in Josie’s lap as she gently leans back, coaxing her to continue.

Leaning in once more Josie kisses along Kassandra’s lips, smearing a smattering of pink lipstick along her crotch area.

Considering how pent up Kassandra is upon each appointment, it’s of little surprise that she’s something of a quick shot, however that doesn’t mean this is easy, she will expect no less then 3 orgasms before she leaves, her first one rocking her body as Josie presses her lips against her clit.

Her thigh shake and rumble as though an earthquake is rolling through, out of habit Josie freezes up for a moment, half expecting them to clamp shut like a bear trap, locking her skull between Kassandra’s thighs.

For now it seems the benevolence of Kassandra continues on, and so Josie moves onto the next stage of the plan.

She scoots forward on her knees, bringing her as close as possible to the bed as she latches onto Kassandra’s opening, delicately sliding her tongue inside as Kassandra’s pussy still throbs in the aftermath of her orgasm.

Kassandra’s pussy tastes strangely like birthday cake, Josie doesn’t know what kind of mod or hormone does that but she doesn’t dare to ask, such questions are always met with stone silence and a lesser tip to discourage such probing inquiries from happening again.

Like a snake Josie’s tongue works through the sweet liquid of her client, making sure to moan quite audibly to inform Kassandra that this is an honor and a privilege for her.

Slowly she laps along her inner walls, her tongue making sure to avoid the upper walls near her clit, in effort to try to space out her orgasms as much as possible.

This eventually takes on a rhythm, like a song to track her movements, Kassandra’s moans filling the room as her next orgasm steadily builds in her core.

Her moans reach a fever pitch as her hand balls into a fist, gripping Josie’s hair as her legs slam shut, compressing her head slightly as she locks Josie into place.

From here it’s a race against time, Kassandra won’t open her legs again until she’s satisfied or Josie passes out which actually happened once.

So with her face buried in Kassandra’s pussy she begins her ****, all of her effort going stimulating her clit until her legs go numb.

She starts strong, her tongue making a slow lap as it rolls over her clit, eliciting a shiver in response along with a muffled cry of pleasure, so she doubles down, shortening the space between licks.

Her hands remain in her lap, as generous as her patron can be, she’s never been fond of being touched without being explicitly told to.

It’s impossible to tell how much time has passed, 5 minutes, 10, an hour, in this strange stasis, it’s only Josie and Cassandra.

With each shudder or muffled moan Josie feels her grow closer to orgasm, each kiss or lap of her tongue she can feel her being pushed to the edge.

And then, just as her mind begins to go fuzzy, her eyelids drooping, she gets that gulp of fresh air, and something else.

Josie has never known Kassandra to be a squirter, but she’ll be damned if she didn’t just get a mouthful of her essence.

She’s lost in her orgasm, her thighs and belly quaking as she lays back, toes curled, Her breathing hollow and deep.

Gently Josie rests her cheek against her inner thigh, slowly regaining her breath as she allows her client to bask in the warm glow of her climax.

Eventually, she settles, her moaning becoming a satisfied humming as she lays there on that bed, Josie doesn’t need to be told to join her.

She crawls up, snuggling into Kassandra’s side as an arm falls around her, holding her close.

“Hmmmmmm….~ that was….. magnificent..~” she says her gaze turning down to Josie as their eyes meet once more.

“Truly you are the highlight of my week~” she says signaling for the charade to end as her hand gently caresses Josie’s ass.

“Mmm likewise..~ you must be my favorite client~” you say engaging in the small friendly flirting that typically fills these spaces of time.

“Oh is that so~? Then just maybe I should take you home with me~ you can be my live in pet~”

“Mmmmm a dream come true for a girl like me~ but I’d watch it before I take you up on that offer~”

She chuckles softly, allowing the convo to end and in its place allow a comfortable silence to sit.

There’s nothing awkward or uncomfortable about this silence, it’s like everything that needs saying has passed, all that’s left is the moment.

A few minutes go by like this before her cornea lights up yellow; checking her biocomp.

“Well, I reckon that ends todays session…~” she says slightly wistfully like in the vids where they watch the sun slowly set.

She sits up slowly, giving Josie’s body one last appreciative glance before standing up, sliding her heels on and walks out the door, before the clacking of her stilettos have faded completely Josie’s HUD lights up with a notification, a transfer of creds has deposited 2500 into her account.