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  Contents

  Copyright Page

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Works by Victoria Grey

  Excerpt from Guilty Pleasures: Guilty Pleasures: The Rise of a Hotwife copy

  Excerpt from Voyeurism

  Excerpt from Digital Love: The Cam Session

  Excerpt from Lindsay's Private Session

  Forbidden Encounters

  By Victoria Grey

  Copyright © 2016 Victoria Grey.

  All rights reserved. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

  Chapter 1

  Naomi took a seat at the hotel bar of the luxurious Tate hotel. The hotel bar was already buzzing with the evening’s activity. The Tate was a small boutique hotel that catered to the city’s elite group of clientele. There was a small chance that Naomi could be easily recognized by one of her current or former clients, but they had no reason to suspect the illicit nature of her visit. Dozens of men dressed in business casual; designer suit and tie combos, and women in too short evening dresses, milled around the bar.

  The bar was in an enclosed section of the hotel restaurant, just slightly past the hotel entrance. Naomi situated herself in the corner of the bar where she could see incoming patrons. She eyed the patrons as they entered the bar, sizing them up as she was used to sizing up business competition. But none of the guests were who she was looking for. Nervous energy fluttered in Naomi’s stomach. Naomi was used to facing down the heads of major corporations on a daily basis, but meeting a girl for the first time, terrified her.

  The escort she’d hired for the night was due at any moment. Naomi sighed a little as she checked her watch. The time was set for 8:00pm. The girl was already five minutes late. Time was a luxury in Naomi’s life and she considered herself to be strictly punctual, the girl’s lateness was already beginning to add to her every growing list of anxieties. Naomi debated getting up and walking back to her room - alone.

  As she looked up a tall brunette girl stepped into the entrance of the hotel bar. The girl struck a svelte figure, a gossamer thin silver dress clung to her curvy frame. She walked in with all the grace and ease of a trained dancer and carefully examined the patrons at the bar. Naomi watched the girl in silent awe for a seconds. Elle looked even better than her profile could have ever captured. Her shoulder length auburn hair, fell around her shoulders in waves, illuminating her emerald green eyes, and adding an element of mystery to her already statuesque frame.

  The stunning stranger was unmistakably the escort Naomi had hired for the night. Naomi motioned to the girl whose attention was now locked onto hers, with a knowing smile, Elle immediately approached Naomi at the bar. With her gazelle like legs, she was standing before Naomi within seconds. Naomi quickly gulped down the remainder of her cocktail, and gestured to the empty bar stool beside hers.

  Elle studied her curiously for a few seconds before speaking. Naomi felt embarrassed to be the focus of her intense gaze. She looked away from Elle’s dazzling green eyes and decided to focus her gaze on Elle’s collarbone instead, but her eyes kept dropping to the exposed swell of the woman’s exposed breasts, accentuated by the thin fabric of the dress.

  “Naomi, I presume.” Elle’s voice was slow and melodic, and Naomi had the distinct sensation of being lulled into a sensuous state of relaxation, despite her frazzled nerves.

  "Yes, that’s right.” Naomi managed to speak.

  “It’s nice to meet to you Naomi. My name is Elle. I’m sure my employer has discussed the terms of our arrangement with you already…”

  “Of course, Naomi nodded curtly. Despite the illicit nature of their encounter, the whole arrangement was no different from any of Naomi’s other business deals. Of course she had never purchased a woman for the night… but all other similarities were there.

  The whole encounter had already been prepaid, via untraceable digital currency, for ‘companionship purchases.’ There was little chance of Naomi’s colleagues finding out. Even the hotel had been chosen for it’s discrete nature and distance away from her business acquaintances and colleagues.

  Naomi gave the general appearance of being a sexless career oriented woman, but lately she couldn’t shake the abject loneliness that came with her competitive and stressful lifestyle. Dating was nearly impossible - work ruled Naomi’s life and that was it. She didn’t concern herself with whether or not, her own colleagues were aware of her preference towards women, because there was never any woman around long enough to introduce the subject. Her business partners never asked and she never volunteered the information. Naomi was an attractive woman, her honey blond hair was styled in a blunt bob, her features were above average, and her figure kept tight and trim thanks to a love of Yoga and fitness. However, despite the countless offers from both men and women alike, she usually turned them all down. Dating was the one luxury couldn’t Naomi afford - or understand. Relationships were complicated, casual sex was far simpler.

  Overwork was a major danger in Naomi’s work and she had no intention of being another burnout. Naomi was ready to fully embrace the benefits of her lofty salary and take full advantage of the elite luxuries to which her hard work had afforded her. Tonight, she reminded herself, was just another part of those luxuries.

  “I’m glad to hear that.” Elle said, a warm smile parting her luscious lips. Naomi unconsciously licked her lips as her gaze fell upon Elle’s red lips. “In that case, why don’t we relax and have a few drink in your room instead? Let’s continue our small talk there, in a more comfortable atmosphere.”

  Naomi nodded dumbly as Elle eyed her with obvious interest. “I have to say clients of your stunning beauty are rare. I intend to relish every minute of our meeting.”

  “As do I,” Naomi smirked, a spark of her usual confidence returning in spite of her slight nervousness. The anticipation of their meeting had been haunting her all week, but Elle was even better than she could have ever imagined. The woman in the agency’s headshot was attractive of course, but there was no denying that Elle was an exceptional beauty, with the angular cheekbones and olive toned skin of a supermodel. The night had only just begun but Naomi was already beginning to feel as if it would be a night to remember.

  Chapter 2

  They walked through the buzz of the hotel lobby, and into a quiet corridor leading to the elevators. As they wove their way past the plush minimalist decor, Naomi’s followed Elle’s swaying hips, to the elevators. As if by fate the elevator was blissfully empty, and both women stepped in, the atmosphere already thick with tension. While the elevator began it’s lengthy climb to the top floor, Elle reached over and kissed Naomi languidly, her lips were soft and velvety against Naomi’s own hesitant lips.

  Naomi’s eyes shot open and flickered over to the ceiling and elevator panels. No cameras. The Tate Hotel took it’s guests discretion very seriously and the hotel guest lists carefully screened for security purposes. As a result, security cameras were only stationed in a few key areas of the hotel. The Tate was only famous among the small rich circles of politicians and filthy rich. As a rising senior partner in her business’s firm Naomi could more than afford the swanky place.
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  Within seconds, the elevator had reached its destination and they reluctantly disentangled their limbs from one another. Naomi led Elle down the long corridor to her penthouse suite. They stopped at one of the doors while Naomi unlocked the door with a swipe of her room key.

  Elle followed her inside. Naomi was practically trembling with desire. Naomi led the way into the penthouse suit, and flicked on the wall light, illuminating the room with the fluorescent glow from the lamps stationed around the room.

  “Would you like a drink?” Naomi nervously asked, already making her way over to the minibar.

  “Of course,” Elle purred.

  Naomi grabbed a small bottle of chilled Merlot from the minibar and began pouring two glasses, while Elle watched patiently.

  Naomi handed Elle the long stemmed wine glass, the wine sloshing a little in her shaking fingers. The business woman took a long sip of the wine, while Elle looked on, not even bothering to take a sip from her own glass. She seemed amused by Naomi’s stalling statics.

  “You don’t have to be nervous,” Elle said with a wry smile. “I’ll do my best to be gentle.”

  “I’m not nervous - not really anyway,” Naomi protested.

  Elle nodded and placed a reassuring hand on Naomi’s arm. Goosebumps fluttered throughout Naomi’s skin at the feeling of Elle’s seemingly innocent gesture. Their eyes locked together, Elle’s brilliant green eyes against Naomi’s brown ones. Sizing each other up. “Is this your first time with a woman? I notice that you don’t have a wedding ring, so at least I know you’re not another married straight woman, who secretly yearns for the soft touch of a woman.

  Naomi wrinkled her nose, and giggled a little in spite of herself. “No it’s nothing like that. I’ve always known that I’ve liked women. Even during school. I dated a few boys, but it never felt right.”

  “No one at my office knows. If they suspect anything they haven’t said a word. I’m always so focused on my work anyway the subject of romance, never really comes up. I’ve been in a few relationships with women, but work always gets in the way. I’m so focused on work, I never seem to have time for anything else, let alone dating.

  “But…I’ve never done anything like this before,” Naomi said, staring down at her wine glass, avoiding Elle’s inquisitive gaze.

  “Hiring a woman for the night?”

  Naomi nodded silently in response. The excitement was thick in the air, and she could already feel the warm trickle of arousal dampening her underwear.

  “That’s quite alright, I get quite a few newbies in my line of work. You don’t have to be embarrassed.”

  Elle took Naomi’s now empty glass and her own and placed it on the low-lying table in the middle of the room. Seconds later, she was once again seated on the bed and facing Naomi directly, their lips mere inches apart.

  “We can take things as slow as you’d like. She smiled naughtily, “We have all night.”

  Naomi swallowed deeply, as she stared into the warm mocha of Elle’s eyes. “God, I’ve wanted you from the minute you walked into the bar. The picture doesn’t do you any justice. In person, you are simply luminous. A vision of beauty come to life.”

  “Then come and get me,” Elle whispered. Naomi crept forward, immediately closing the gap between their lips as she captured Elle’s lips with her own. She kissed the escort hungrily indulging in the sweet flavor of her lips and the intoxicating scent of her strawberry scented skin. Their bodies came together easily, Naomi slipping her hands around Elle’s narrow waist and rising up her neck to pull down the zipper of her dress. Elle arched her back and Naomi deftly pushed the straps to the silver dress low enough that she had easier access to the lacy swell of the Elle’s breasts. Together they both worked to wiggle Elle out of the dress, giggling a little at the awkward positioning and Naomi’s eagerness.

  “Slow down tiger.” Elle laughed.

  She kicked off her leather pumps and settled herself back against the silky sheets. Soon Elle was left in only her lacy bra and thin dark blue panties. Naomi stopped to admire the way the material cupped the soft well of Elle’s breasts, and her erect nipples pressed hard against the fabric. Her eyes flickered back to Elle’s luminous green ones. Elle laughed as Naomi’s hands paused against the arch of her back, asking a silent permission with her eyes, “Go ahead, take it off.”

  The clasp sprang open in Naomi’s hand and she quickly whipped off the bra. Elle’s breasts hung heavy in her palms, the rosy nipples erect. Naomi lowered her head to Elle’s sumptuous breasts and circled her tongue around one hard nipple. She was rewarded with a low throaty moan of pleasure. The older woman gripped the full breasts, spilling through her fingers and began to suckle at Elle’s breasts.

  “So beautiful,” Naomi muttered as she continued her ministrations. Elle’s body melted against her - she was like putty in Naomi’s hands. Elle raised her head and kissed the older women again. The room felt like it was blazing hot, as they kissed passionately. Elle was half nude now and Naomi wanted nothing more than to drown in the sweet flavor of her skin. The feeling of her warm body underneath her was intoxicating.

  “Why are you still dressed?” Elle giggled and began sliding her hands towards the zipper of Naomi’s dress. “We have to do something about this immediately,” she murmured softly, her voice was husky with arousal.

  Elle’s nimble fingers quickly slid the zipper down and worked her hands to pull down Naomi’s strapless dress. Naomi stepped back from the bed and pulled the rest of her dress down. The material coiled at her feet and tangled slightly in her stiletto heels, she stepped out of it easily, and swept them to the side. She brought up her hands to the front of her bra and released the clasp, letting her breasts swing freely while Elle gazed on hungrily. Naomi felt strangely vulnerable underneath her thin veneer of confidence as she revealed her half nude body to Elle.

  The escort’s arms gathered around Naomi’s narrow waist as she peppered her skin with airy kisses. The air was electric between them as they took in the alluring right of each other’s bodies. Elle replaced her lips with her hands, sliding them up and down Naomi’s skin and stopping to rest at the edge of her panties. Naomi took in a shuddering gasp of breath as Elle’s skillful fingers began to the trace the outline of slit through the wet patch in her panties.

  “It looks like you are all ready for me,” Elle said, with a knowing smile.

  Naomi nodded shyly, a low moan building in her throat as Elle continued stroking her softly through her soaking panties.

  “Come here,” Elle beckoned her even closer with a firm tug of her underwear. Naomi stepped closer until her thighs were brushing against the brunette’s knees. Elle hooked her fingers at the edge of the g-string underwear and tugged it down her thighs, revealing Naomi’s bare slit. Naomi quickly shirked of the remainder of the panties and joined on Elle on the bed, half straddling her thighs as they kissed passionately. Elle’s hand slid between Naomi’s legs and stroked her lightly, teasing her clit maddeningly with the flat edge of her palm. Her fingers alternating between probing delicately between her silken folds and rubbing against her throbbing clit. Elle’s mouth was clamped onto Naomi’s tender nipple and combine of sensation, had Naomi hovering at the brink.

  Naomi whimpered in frustration, as she clutched at Elle’s shoulders, straining for sweet blissful release. “Stop teasing me,” the older woman cried out.

  Elle paused her ministrations, removing her mouth from Naomi’s breasts with a naughty smile. “I want to taste you first.” She rolled over onto Naomi, until Naomi was pined beneath her, trembling at the edge of orgasm. Elle kissed her way down the older woman chest, running her fingers teasingly between her thighs, sending shivers of pleasure through Naomi. Finally, Elle lowered her head before Naomi’s bare mound and began languidly lapping at her silken folds. Naomi cried out in pleasure, as she felt Elle’s deft tongue begin to probe at her pussy. Elle continued her ministrations, letting Naomi dangle at the brink of pleasure, but not enough to grant her r
elease.

  Naomi’s hands tangled in Elle’s hair and her hips surged upwards, in response to Elle’s tongue encircling her clit. Another low moan erupted from her throat. She was so close, mild sweet shocks were shooting through her slick pussy, while Elle feasted on her with a newfound urgency. Elle slipped one finger and then two into her slick entrance, curling them upwards to tap against Naomi’s g spot. The combination of sensations; Elle’s swirling tongue on her clit and fingers nestled deep in her pussy, sent Naomi into sweet oblivion. Naomi hurtled toward orgasm, the sharp sensation catching her by surprise with the intensity of it. The room went dark as her eyelids slammed shut and gave in the tidal wave of pleasure that crashed down upon her.

  Elle barely slowed down, her fingers vigorously plunging through Naomi’s pussy as she thrashed about in the bed, caught in the seismic shocks of orgasm. The pleasure seemed to ebb and flow and finally built to a shattering crescendo, as multiple waves of pleasure shot through Naomi’s core. The room gradually came back into awareness, Elle’s face still slick with her juices smiling above her lips, her hands circling her pussy in soothing motions as Naomi’s body quavered from the aftershocks of her orgasms.

  “Wow”, the word tumbled out breathlessly from Naomi’s lips. She was nearly unable to speak, for a moment, her composure nonexistent in the face of the tremendous emotion she had just experienced. She kissed Elle deeply, revealing in the curious taste of her own juices mingled with Elle’s. “That was amazing,” Naomi whispered.

  “It certainly looked like you enjoyed it,” Elle said, a naughty smile curving her lips.

  “I’ve never experienced anything like it,” Naomi replied. “This is embarrassing to admit but… it’s rare than I can even have one, let alone two or three.”

  “Don’t be embarrassed. You just needed the help of an expert, and I’m glad I could offer my expert advice.” Her hands slipped down to rest at the well toned curve of Elle’s ass. “Now I’d like to return the favor.”