Chapter 2

“Oh, that’s beautiful,” she breathed, her hand gently running over my slit then back up again, just parting the lips. “You really have a gorgeous pussy.”

“Thanks,” I whispered, my face flushing.

She rose and sashayed over to her dressing table. She had a great arse. She brought a mirror back with her and lay down between my still-open thighs, holding the mirror there for me.

“Lift your knees and place your feet together on the bed,” she ordered.

I did, my knees quivering as I lay there, splayed out before her.

“Look at it,” she said. “It’s beautiful. Now wonder Mary loves to see you naked. You’re a very sexy-looking woman.”

Her fingers fiddled about my folds. She parted them, looked up at me though dark lashes, and smiled. Then she worked her way in under the hood, her fingers locating my clit.

I wondered what Mary would think if she knew what we were doing. I knew Julie was trying to make me feel comfortable about my body but was this going too far.