This chapter continues the story begun with Cheating: Nadia, and continued with Cheating: Gabriella.
Nadia's first night with Jim at Miss Kitty's - her first sexual experience with someone other than her husband - had been a revelation. She discovered a whole new excitement having another man in her. Jim's sexual expertise had no doubt played a major role, but Nadia discovered a fundamental truth about herself: she loved sex.
After that night she increasingly seized any opportunity to spend time working at Miss Kitty's Place. Lately Steve seemed to be working a lot of long hours, so she had ample opportunity. Eventually Nadia was spending almost every evening with Miss Kitty, occasionally even using alibis to go even when Steve was home. With her body she found that she seldom had any trouble landing a client or two in short order, which was initially enough to satisfy her. None of her clients ever matched the experience Jim had treated her to that first time, but she found pleasure in all of them in their own way. A few were on the rough side, or a bit too kinky for her tastes, but even from these she derived some enjoyment.
Eventually Nadia became one of Miss Kitty's most requested girls. A few of the clients even asked her privately if she would consider out-call jobs. At that point Nadia realized that there might be wider opportunities for her. She knew that Miss Kitty's Place did not offer out-call services. What was more, the brothel was only open from 5:00pm to 3:00am, leaving many hours of the day under-utilized (from Nadia's viewpoint). It was not long before she decided to go into business for herself.
Deciding that she needed a suitable cover, Nadia registered with the city as a maid service under the name "Made to Order." That way she knew that clients would have greater freedom charging for her fees (even hotel guests could pass charges off as custom tailoring or something). She even bought a few cleaning supplies to add to the appearance. She rented a window-less office in the basement of a cheap office building on the edge of town. With a bathroom down the hall, the office was small, only a little a couple hundred square feet; big enough for a desk, a computer and several racks of clothes. She had opened a new bank account when she started working regularly at Miss Kitty's, and by this time she had accumulated more than enough money to cover the initial rent and buy equipment and clothes. When she was ready she advertised in the personals section, under escorts. Her add read:
Sophisticated, elegant, sexy; Kathryn, 26, 36-22-35 available for day or night. Out-call only; (265) 555-6969.
She fibbed a bit on her age, but calculated that she looked young enough to pass for twenty-six, and with her looks few clients would complain. The phone number was to a new cell phone she had bought exclusively for this purpose.
Most of Nadia's jobs involved simple hotel calls, for which she would wear sexy but tasteful clothing appropriate to daytime or evening, depending upon the hour. Discovering that a few clients liked role-play, Nadia established a rental relationship with a costume company in the city that carried a wide range of sexy school-girl, nurse, secretary, fantasy and other costumes. She ended up buying several French maid uniforms to go along with the theme of her company. Gradually, Nadia established a few regular clients. At first one, but eventually a half-dozen of them bought into the conceit of having her come to their place in full maid costume.
This afternoon one of her regulars had booked her to 'clean house.' Karl was one of her first regulars, and one of her best clients. He was divorced with three kids: two sons, aged 21 and 16 and an 18 year old daughter. The older one was away at his senior year of college and the other two lived with their mother except for occasional visits with their dad. Nadia had seen photos of the kids, who all looked likely to be charmers.
Karl liked to pretend to force himself on her as she was cleaning the house. Nadia arrived at the house and let herself in the unlocked back door. She wore a baggy sweat suit, since Karl liked her in particularly sexy uniforms. Once in the house she quickly shed the sweat suit and changed into high heels. The uniform she wore today was one of her favorites. Three-inch sandals with an elegant ankle strap held her feet; thigh-high fishnet stockings, held up with lacy garters covered her legs. A short, black, lace-trimmed skirt flared over her hips; a small opening at the back revealed just enough of her black G-string where the waist laced-up. Her midriff below her short top was completely bare. A short, scoop-necked, top with cap sleeves, made of a sheer, frilly stretch lace, covered Nadia's bust. The minimal black halter over the lace top supported and accented her lace-covered breasts, without offering any additional concealment.
Exiting the washroom, Nadia carried her small cleaning kit to the study, where Karl would be waiting to let her know his plan for the afternoon. Karl smiled when he saw her.
"I have something different for you do today. I want you to make George a man."
George, Nadia knew, was Karl's youngest son. "George is here?" she asked?
"Yes. He turned seventeen last weekend. His mom always throws him a big party, but then he always spends a couple of weeks with me afterwards. With Jenny sweet sixteen was a big one and, as much as her daddy hates to admit it, I think she lost her cherry about then, but I think that it's time for George to take the next step now. I can't believe anyone could take him through this step better than you Kathryn.
"Go on, take care of my boy. He's up in his room playing computer games."
Nadia bent over to give Karl a kiss, "You really are a sweet man, Karl. George is lucky to have you for a dad. Don't worry, I'll treat him right."
Nadia double checked her cleaning kit and headed up the stairs. George's room was down the hall on the left. When she reached it she found him seated at the desk by the door staring at his computer. He quickly toggled the screen to a different program when he saw her. From the flush that came over his face, Nadia figured that he had probably been surfing porn websites, rather than playing the computer game now on the screen.
"You must be George," she said, "I'm here to clean your room. No need to leave, I can work with you here."
Nadia stepped into the room past the staring George, quickly getting to work dusting the dresser and making the bed at the back of the room. Sensing that the boy had swiveled his chair to stare at her working, she made a point to bend at the waist as she smoothed his sheets and fluffed his pillow - presenting him with an excellent view of her pubes, barely covered as they were by her skimpy G-string. Before long she had worked her way around the room and leaned over to dust the desk in front of George's unblinking eyes. The thrill of what she was about to do - initiate the boy into manhood - excited her to the point that her nipples were stiff knobs, prominently poking at the fabric of her lace top. After a couple more moments of teasing, Nadia decided that the time had come. She quietly closed the door and turned to the still speechless George. Straddling the chair she seated herself on his lap, her crotch pressed against the bulge in his pants, her lace-covered breasts inches from his face.
"Do you think I'm pretty George?" she asked innocently.
Somehow George managed to choke out a response, "Uh, y-you sure are!"
"Do you like my boobs?"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"Do you want to see some more? - and don't call me ma'am, my name is Kat."
At this George only managed a nod. Nadia reached up to her collar, pulling the stretchy lace of her top down, exposing her magnificent size D tits. She let him soak up the view for a while.
"Have you ever touched a girls boobs before?" she asked.
"Go ahead, feel them." she encouraged, when he shook his head. Her hands reached to take hold of his, placing them on her breasts when he hesitated.
"That's right, now squeeze, gently. Uhmmm, that's nice." She ground her hips against his as his hands played over her tits, fingering her hard nipples.
"So if you haven't been to second base I guess you've never been with a girl before either?" it was as much a statement as a question. Nadia reached one hand between her legs, massaging the stiffness in George's pants. A scared look came over his face.
"No, don't..." he protested, trying to pull her hand away, but it was too late. Nadia felt his bulge jerk as he came in his pants, his face turning red with shame.
"It's alright, George. That happens to everybody at first; I bet it happened to your dad too. It's a good thing I'm a maid;" she winked at him "it’s my job to clean things up.
"Now lets get these pants off of you." Nadia's friendly, but take charge manner got George standing up, allowing her to unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly before he could think to object. When he did weakly protest she easily overruled him, pulling his jeans down, together with his tidy-whities, slick with his cum. "Step out of these and let me get you cleaned up." she directed. When he had done so she had him sit down again, then, pushing his knees out of the way she leaned down to lick the semen from his cock. By the time she had cleaned all traces of his groin, sucking his pubic hair clean for good measure, George's penis once more stood stiffly erect. Measuring about six inches long, and of medium thickness, it was quite respectable - and Nadia certainly had seen enough to judge.
"Now, let's try this again" she said, leading him to the bed, where she had him lay on his back. Kneeling with her knees on either side of his waist, Nadia lifted the short hem of her skirt to reveal the lacy triangle of her G-string. With George's eyes riveted to her crotch, she deliberately pulled the panties aside, exposing the wet and swollen lips of her aroused pussy. Slowly then, she lowered herself onto George's cock, until her groin pressed against his. She commenced bobbing gently up and down on his shaft, at the same time placing his hands on her boobs once more.
This time George didn't come right away, but it was not long before his cock was spasming, shooting his second load into Nadia's warm pussy. Normally she was religious with her clients about condom use, but she felt confident that with George's inexperience her risk of STDs was minuscule, and since she was on the pill, pregnancy wasn't an issue.
With his softening cock still in her, Nadia leaned over, giving George a very adult kiss.
"You're a man now, George; how do you feel?"
"Wow, I feel good - but it was so quick; is it always like that?"
"No, it will get better. All you need to do is practice, although that might be hard until your girlfriends are a bit older - you can't imagine what it would do to your life if you got one pregnant now. Of course, I'd be happy to practice with you; all you need to do is ask your dad." Climbing off of the bed, Nadia readjusted her G-string and pulled her top back up over her boobs. "You've got a nice cock, George. Use it right and you will make a lot of girls happy." Walking to the door she toggled the computer, causing an X-rated sex scene to pop onto the screen, as she had suspected. "The real thing is a lot better, isn't it?" she said with a wink, leaving George staring after her in wonder and gratitude.
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"Your boy is a man now, Karl. He's a good kid," she told him, ignoring the contradiction, "Teach him right and I'm sure he'll turn out as good as his father. I told him that I'd help him practice, as long as he asks you first - and I want you to know I'll be happy to do so, if he wants. "
"Thanks, Kat; I knew you were the right girl for the job.
"Now it's my turn."
Nadia felt Karl's erection in the small of her back as his arms went around her, hands pulling down her top to play with her tits. When he pushed her over she bent at the waist, bracing herself with her hands on the arm of an over-stuffed chair. She waited a moment to allow Karl to pull her G-string off, then spread her legs to give him a clear view of her pussy.
"Is that cream-pie I see?" he asked, unzipping and pulling his thick cock free of his trousers.
"Yes; but don't get any ideas. I treated George to a bareback ride only because I know where his dick has been - or hasn't. I can't say the same for you. As much as we both want you in me, we'll have to wait until you get that rubber on. But do hurry!" Nadia rubbed her clit with one hand as she waited, moaning in anticipation. "George was great for a first-timer, but he only made me hungrier for some real meat in my cunt."
Karl didn't make her wait long; moments later his extra-thick cock was slamming into her wet pussy, stretching the walls of her vagina in a most agreeable fashion. His stamina, too, was exponentially greater than his son's. His thrusting continued for many long minutes before he cried out, giving her a final, extra-deep thrust, and released his load. Afterwards he stayed in her while his fingers worked over her sensitive clit, bringing her to her knees with her own orgasm.
From the beginning with Jim, Nadia had never been one to remain detached from the job - she always preferred reaching orgasm herself when she could. It was their willingness to help her do so that made clients like Karl her favorites.
When she had recovered, Nadia slipped the loaded condom off of Karl's soft penis, dropping it into little waste box in her cleaning kit. She then spent a few minutes, like the good maid she was, cleaning various residue from Karl's privates, before tucking him neatly back into his trousers. Gathering her kit, she stood while Karl opened a drawer to pull out a stack of crisp bills.
"That's two today, Karl, but I'll give you a half-price special for George. Consider it my birthday present."
"I'll see myself out. I hope you call again soon!" she said, slipping the nine C-notes into her kit.
"Don't worry; this house gets pretty dirty with only me here to take care of it!"