Riley woke up feeling weak and sore. The sun rays streaming through the window made her flutter her eyes open. She sat upright on the bed, events of last night replaying through her brain as she remembered vividly what had happened.
"Holy shit!" She gasped. "I made out with a woman in a club?" She clutched the sheets beneath her fingers harder as the memory of it made her pussy clench.
'Last Night was a mistake. It was good but it's not going to happen again.' she muttered to herself, ignoring her throbbing pussy.
Just as she was about to leave the bed, the door to the room opened.
A woman walked in.... She looked like she was in her fifties. Fine lines graced the corner of her eyes, looking like wrinkles she must have gotten from smiling a lot. Streaks of white hair were prominently visible as they mixed with her old black ones and her back wasn't that straight. She bent a little.
"Good Morning, child. The Mistress assigned me to you. Have a bath, a dress is already in the wardrobe and come down for breakfast." Without waiting for Riley's response, the old woman left.
Riley's brows pulled together at the old woman calling her 'child' when she wasn't. She was a full grown ripe lady at the age of 21 but people often mistook her age for 17 or 18 and it boiled her blood.
Riley headed to the bathroom, her heart warmed at the thought of the woman she had made out with last night not leaving her alone at the club.
She quickly washed her body clean with soap and water under the shower. As her hands moved to her lower sex, a sharp gasp escaped her lips, as her fingers graced her swollen clit.
Her clit was still sore and images of the woman sucking and fingering her made it clench hard and tight.
"Aww!" Riley pressed her thighs together, a slow, right squeeze that sent warm pulses straight to her core. She wasn't supposed to feel this way. She took in her lower lips in between her teeth, in a guilty soft bite, her cheeks burning in disapproval. The warm taste of the woman's sex was still fresh like warm milk on her tongue.
"Fuck!" She closed her eyes, parting her thigh slowly as she let the shower water run down her water. Teasingly she took her right hand underneath her clit, drawing small smoothing circles in a steadfast motion. Her left hand, with two fingers pinched her right hardened nipple, twisting it just a little bit.
As she circled her clit, she felt a hard throb inside her causing her knees to shake.
"Ahh! Fuck..." She moaned loud and raw. A sharp sting shooting straight to her pussy.
Her eyes, still closed, she saw the woman from last night, that pink sexy lips of her sucking her clit, teeth scraping the lips and tongue flicking on her swollen bud.
The imagination made Riley rub her clit faster, her stomach knotting as her hips pushed forward, rubbing hard through her fingers like she was fucking the woman's face.
"Mmm… yeah… right there…" Her moans were louder, messy, needy. Her breaths coming in short gasps as her thighs trembled. She pinched her nipple harder, feeling her pussy clench around her fingers, throbbing harder and leaking off her juices.
"Oh god… don't stop… ahh fuck!" She was close. So fucking close.
she worked her fingers on her clit faster, rubbing tight little circles right on that aching spot.
Her whole body shook violently.
"Fuck… fuck… I'm..." A loud, broken moan tore out of her throat, raw and needy.
Her pussy clenched hard and hard again on her fingers, waves pleasures crashing through her as she burst.
Her cum sticky around her fingers, trailed down her inner thighs, mixing with the shower water. A bolt of relief shot through her as all her juices splashed against the wet wall.
She kept rubbing on her clit softer now, whimpering softly from her release.
She stayed like that for about five minutes before she could revive herself and shower properly.
She came out of the shower and wore a bright yellow sundress that matched her golden hair and soft grey eyes before heading downstairs.
Riley made a mental note to thank the woman for not leaving her alone at the club and bringing her to her home. She was deeply grateful.
The old woman looked at Riley with a scrunched nose and said, "You're late. You sure took a lot of time dressing up"
Riley looked at the woman and swallowed hard.
Had she heard her screams?
"Well, yes. I made sure to scrub every inch of my body properly." She didn't like that old woman. Her stares and facial expressions weren't welcoming. It wasn't Riley's fault that she was turning into an old hag.
Ignoring the old woman further, she ate the toasted garlic bread and scrambled eggs in peace. After eating she thanked the old woman and was to leave before her voice stopped her.
"The Mistress will be back soon. Make sure she doesn't catch you wandering around. She hates people poking around her things." The old woman gave Riley a sharp look which she ignored and headed back upstairs.
An hour passed, turning into four hours and the woman wasn't yet back. Riley felt bored lying and sitting idle in the room.
'I can wander around a bit before she comes back. It has been ages already and no sight of her.' she muttered to herself, leaving the room.
As she walked, she realized the penthouse was bigger than the normal penthouse she usually saw in movies.
Riley pushed open a black door without thinking and walked through it, the old woman's warning had already left her ears.
"Wow!" She gasped.
The room she had just entered was gigantic, and gorgeous. There was a big bed with a dark silk sheet and soft golden lights around the room. Everything looked clean, rich and expensive.
She moved towards the small table by the bed. It had a little lamp with a warm yellow glow, few books stacked up neatly and a single photo in a silver frame.
Curiosity made Riley pick up the photo and her eyes widened in shock.
Although, it looked old like it was taken almost 20 years ago, Riley could recognize the person in the picture.
Her Ex- Boyfriend's mom.
Riley from shock, let the photo slip through her fingers, shattering to the cold floor.
She stood there, mouth opened as she stared down at the old picture in disbelief.
A low, dark and angry voice, reverberated in the room, "What are you doing here?"