Tifa goes to visit Andrea Rodea

As the two women separated their bodies, Madam M reached a finger to rub one last time on Tifa’s pussy. She brought the cum-coated finger to her lips and gave it a lick. Tifa gasped with arousal as Madam M tasted her. It was perhaps the more erotic experience of the massage.

Madam M watched Tifa lift herself off of the bed, and onto the floor. Her breasts bounced as she stood and walked over to her clothes. Madam M smiled knowingly as Tifa took her time bending over to get her stockings. She put them on first, glancing back at Madam M the whole time, purposefully not putting on her panties first. As she bent over to pull up each stocking, she gave Madam M a glimpse of the pussy she had just had. Tifa reluctantly pulled on her panties.

Tifa pulled on the rest of her clothes, and then went to Madam M, taking her hand and giving it a squeeze. This had been Tifa’s first sexual experience, and it was tender, and passionate. She longed for more with Madam M, but knew that she had a mission to complete.

Tifa stood in her Qipao dress, with her black hair hanging down, wavy from having been in the bun. She took a few strands and held them up for Madam M to see. “Ah yes,” She said, “Go see Andrea Rodea, and when you are done, come back, and I will have your hair and make-up perfected again.” Tifa breathed a sigh of relief knowing that would be fixed up in the end. She also took pleasure in knowing she would see Madam M again as well.

As she left the massage parlour, Madam M gave a word of advice to Tifa, “Andrea may not be interested in you the way I am, but he is all about sex appeal. Remember, the Honeybee Inn is first and foremost a place of sex, seduction, and enticement. You’ll need to tap into all of your sexuality to get his approval.” Tifa nodded, and walked out onto the street.

Wall Market was as she had left it. It was as if nothing had happened over almost the last hour, although Tifa had a very vivid memory of what had transpired. She walked carefully along the cobblestone, her legs still working at regaining their strength and balance. Her body still tingled with residual sexual energy, and put a bit of a spring in each wobbly step.

She wandered around before turning a corner and seeing an area farther down the laneway where people were crowding around. She also saw scantily clad women in ‘bee’ costumes. That was definitely the place. She walked down the path, past the shops and food stands, and suddenly stopped when she saw a familiar face. “Chadley!” Tifa greeted, “How are you?” “Oh, Hello Tifa,” Chadley replied staring down at his tablet. He then lifted his gaze to speak to her, but he got more than he could handle. His eyes widened as the teenage boy took in the whole view. He had seen Tifa in her skirt and tank top many times, and lusted over her, but this was the first time he had seen her made up and dressed sexy. It was almost sensory overload for the poor boy! “Uh, Tifa.... uh, wow,” he stuttered, “You look...Is that a new dress?” Tifa smiled, “Why yes it is. Do you like it?” she said striking a sexy pose, by tilting her hips. Little did Tifa know, but the boy was capturing this entire interaction on his digital eye camera. “Tifa,” he struggled to get out, “You look beautiful!” Tifa patted him on the shoulder, “Ah, thank you, Chadley.” And with that she was off on her way to the Honeybee Inn.