This is a sequel to an earlier story and a work of complete fiction. The characters are from the Disney Channel TV show, "Jessie." The events took place in the author's imagination. If you are offended by lesbian sex with sometimes underage girls, please read no further.
(Lesbian Celebrity. Ff, Orgy)
Emma and Jessie were met at the Honolulu Airport by Bertram, the family butler, and a chauffeur. The two girls had recently made passionate love, and both were both afraid that everyone, including the Ross parents could see it on their guilty faces.
The paranoia got to the point that the two didn't feel comfortable even sitting in close proximity to one another. Morgan Ross, Emma's father was usually oblivious to most things, but his wife, Christina had a sharp eye and a keen sense. Christina asked Jessie bluntly if anything was wrong? Jessie lied and said that she was simply tired and not used to the extreme time change going from the east coast to Hawaii.
Jessie resumed her normal duties of chasing all four Ross children around and trying to get them behave. Falling back to her usual routine, Christina went about her usual business... of business.
The four children and Jessie had a very large suite at the Turtle Bay Resort on the more isolated, northern part of Hawaii. Bertram was in a nearby room, and the Ross parents were in another large suite in another wing of the luxury resort.
As happened so very often, Mr. Ross was unable to spend much time with his kids, as he was called back to Los Angeles due to some problems on one of his movie productions. As was his usual pattern, he offered to make it up to the kids with presents. Presents which they could afford to buy themselves with their large allowances.
With the family staying in a luxury resort, Bertram had no cooking or cleaning to do. Having butler friends in Los Angeles, he chose to accompany Morgan, and to act as his personal butler.
One day Christina had scheduled a very exclusive and expensive boat tour of the islands for the kids. Christina asked Jessie to stay behind and help her organize some business paperwork. Jessie was assured that kids would be well supervised on the boat.
Jessie had a pretty good idea of Christina's true intentions. Operating under a similar ruse, Christina had seduced the then-18-year-old nanny two years earlier in London.
Unleashing Jessie's buried lesbian desires had brought a clarity to Jessie's multiple relationship disasters with boys. Eating pussy was her true calling and she had enjoyed hooking up with various women on her days off in New York. Recently, she had allowed herself to be seduced by Christine's precocious and beautiful 14-year-old daughter, Emma.
Before she hung up the phone, Christina instructed Jessie to come by her suite at exactly 12:35 p.m. Christina was always very precise.
Jessie had been given an electronic room key to the Ross' suite in case something needed to be delivered or retrieved.
At precisely 12:35 p.m. Jessie entered the room. Beautiful, blonde-haired Christina had apparently just come out of the shower. She was dressed in only a small hotel towel that was wrapped around her waist. Christina's naked, full C-cup breasts glistened from the water.
Christina approached the 20-year-old nanny and kissed her full on the lips, pressing her damp breasts against Jessie's chest, getting her dress wet. "What's it been, Jessie? Two years?" "Yes, ma'am," Jessie replied. "Don't give me yes, ma'am. We licked each others pussies... and you loved it!" Jessie smiled at the recollection, and returned the kiss.
Christina dropped her towel and continued drying off her body before applying a perfumed lotion all of over her soft skin. At 41, Christina knew how to take care of herself. A former model, Christina had the firm body of a much younger woman. Her beauty and the power of her position made her almost irresistible to any potential female conquests, and she had managed to turn out quite a number of women, like Jessie, who never before considered themselves lesbians.
Christina had a secret preference. Although she had sex with women of various ages, her preference was for young girls... Sometimes very young girls. She had wasted no time hiring pretty Jessie Prescott based solely upon the recommendation of her 8-year-old daughter, Zuri. One look at Jessie's tits was enough to get Jessie the job. Flying the then-18-year-old to London for a tryst, well that was all part of Christina's seduction game.
As a film producer, Christina had plenty of opportunities to meet young girls who were looking to make it big in the entertainment industry. Many were willing to do whatever it took to get their foot in the door. Christina had seduced women, and girls as young as 12. However, Christina would never have believed that her 14-year-old angel, Emma, was unknowingly beginning to follow in her lesbian footsteps.
Christina Ross was a romantic. However, she clearly wasn't receiving enough romance from her workaholic husband, Morgan, so she had to make up for it with discreet encounters with women and girls. This afternoon it would be a romantic rekindling with Jessie.
As she began to undress, Jessie had anticipated the rendezvous and had worn a sexy garter belt and black silk stockings underneath her dress. She twirled to give Christina a much-appreciated 360 degree view before pulling off her bra. Jessie was wearing no panties.
The older seductress was completely naked and her willing 20-year-old companion was wearing only a garter belt and stockings. Jessie's D-cup breasts heaved in anticipation. Christina tapped on her phone and the in-room music system began to play slow, soft, romantic music.
Christina took the red-haired nanny into her arms and they began to sway gently to the music. Their naked breasts pressed together as they held each other tight, and kissed passionately on the imaginary dance floor.
As the two lovers danced, they used the opportunity to move their hands all over each others soft, naked body. Jessie clutched Christina's firm ass and pressed her body close, their crotches meeting as they embraced.
After a couple of erotic, slow dances, Christina led the naked 20-year-old to the bed. Jessie's shaven pussy seemed to radiate from the black garter belt and silk stockings as she opened her legs seductively to the older woman.
Christina kissed Jessie as she laid on the bed, and began to explore the red-head's naked body with her hands and tongue. As Christina reached the nanny's lower torso, she began to slowly kiss Jessie's inner thighs before entering Jessie's pussy with her tongue.
Christina was a very experienced and skillful lesbian lover and Jessie shuddered as Christina entered her cunt after a two-year absence.
The two made love for the better part of the afternoon before Christina decided that they should start to break things up before the Ross kids made their return from their boat trip.
Rather than a shower where their hair would get wet, Christina suggested that they climb in the tub to clean off the smell of sex from their naked bodies
Christina entered the large tub in the hotel bathroom. It was more of Jacuzzi than a normal bath tub, and was roomy enough to fit at least four. Jessie fantasized about adding additional partners, including sweet, little Emma.
Christina positioned her back against the wall of the tub, and parted her legs, beckoning Jessie to join her. Jessie's fleshy ass felt soothing against Christina's crotch. Christina rubbed Jessie's full boobs for what she hoped would not be the last time, and finger-fucked Jessie's bald pussy as she sat in front of her.
The two women used the bubbles to caress and clean the bodies of the other. Christina sat on the edge of the tub as Jessie dutifully licked her employers pussy to one final orgasm for the afternoon.
The next day, Jessie took the Ross kids to play on the Turtle Bay beach. The waves were large so Jessie cautioned them to stay close to the shore.
Emma and Jessie were dressed in small bikinis as they laid their towels out on the sand, while the younger Ross kids played in the shallow water some 100 feet away. The two girls looked at each others beautiful bodies longingly. Jessie's large breasts looked as if they would spill out of her small bikini top. Emma's long legs seemed to act as almost a highway map leading to her blonde pussy that was covered by the small patch of cloth, As much as they would have liked to, they both knew that there was no way that they could break off long enough from the rest of the family to make love.
Emma was beginning to understand the impracticalities and impossibilities of a lesbian relationship with her nanny, but she was desirous of meeting other lovers since her unplanned initial tryst with Mrs. Chesterfield.
In their rare alone time, Jessie had confessed to Emma of her lesbian relationships in New York. Holding back, of course, the knowledge about being seduced by Emma's mother two years earlier.
Jessie had told Emma that Christina had several powerful industry and business friends who happened to be lesbians. If Emma was discreet, Jessie would introduce the teen to some of her friends and lovers, who would only be too happy to make love to a beautiful, young girl like Emma.
The two girls contented themselves by rubbing sunscreen on the sexy body of the other. Emma sincerely wished that Jessie could have been licking between her legs while she laid in the soft, warm sand.
Returning to New York, Jessie received a phone call from one of Christina's openly lesbian business associates, Sonya Hammersmith. Sonya had been impressed with Jessie's sexy, full-figured body when they had met in the Ross apartment earlier in the year. Christina had intimated that Jessie might be interested in same-sex encounters.
Sonya had organized an upscale monthly club for lesbian women that she called the "Deuce's Club." Sonya would rent a luxury Manhattan spa for one day per month, and she would hand-select for invitations only the prettiest women she knew, including models and actresses.
The only rule was that each woman, and various ages would be invited, would have to bring a pretty female guest with them to gain entry, and thus doubling the size of the club. Hence the name, "Deuces Club."
Sonya stressed that there were no defined age limits, and willing teens were welcomed. Some women had even brought their step daughters and nieces.
As the next gathering would take place on a Sunday, Jessie's usual day off, she unhesitatingly accepted the invitation. As she put down the phone, it dawned on Jessie that she really had no female friends in the city. Darla was attractive enough, but a "frenemy." Darla was an airline hostess, and Jessie would be happy to munch on her box. But even if Darla could be coaxed to New York, she could be counted on to tell all of Texas that "Jessie Prescott ate pussy."
Jessie thought, well she couldn't really invite Christina. She was never in town any way, and she would never be so indiscreet as to attend what seemed like an orgy. Too many witnesses.
Finally, she thought of Emma. Emma was certainly gorgeous enough, and Sonya had assured Jessie that teens were welcome. Hmmm... though Jessie.
Emma was surprisingly eager to attend, particularly when she heard that there were potentially girls her age that would be in attendance. The only thing that she was apprehensive about was being the romantic target of a bevy of older women. With Jessie along to protect her, Emma was willing to give it a go, knowing the risks if they were somehow caught by her parents.
Under the pretense of going shopping on Jessie's day off, Jessie and Emma took a cab to the Sapphire Spa in Greenwich Village. They were greeted by an attractive woman at the entrance, and Jessie's name was carefully checked off the list. A burly dyke armed guard was posted at the desk to keep away the curious or uninvited.
The pair were ushered into a spacious changing room and were told to completely undress and were given togas to wear. The togas were very short and cut in a way that one breast was revealed. Emma and Jessie were told that once they left the changing room that they were only permitted to wear the toga... or nothing at all.
Emma and Jessie were told that guests of the club were free to accept or deny sexual encounters with other guests, or any combination of guests. Emma was relieved that she wouldn't be raped.
Emma was visibly nervous as she removed her clothing and put on her toga. Other women in the changing room made a mental note of the cute, naked blonde teenager who had accompanied the redhead with the big tits.
As the cautious pair emerged from the changing room, Emma was holding on to the hem of her toga which was barely covering her pussy. And Emma was all-too conscious of her exposed little boob. Jessie pinched Emma's pink nipple in an effort to get the teen to relax. Jessie's large pink boob was causing attention as she walked.
Emma stayed close to Jessie with an arm wrapped tightly around her waist. The spa was a large facility with several rooms, massage tables, hot tubs, and a swimming pool. Many, if not most of the women were openly naked. The age range appeared to be from teens to as high as age 50. All of the guests were very attractive, and no lesbian would have had any difficulty in finding a "type" that she liked.
Emma and Jessie toured the facility with unblinking eyes. The first woman that Jessie recognized was Sonya herself. Sonya was in her mid-40's. She had a trim body and her dark hair was piled on her head in an almost bouffant style. She was sitting in a plush chair overlooking the proceedings, and her pussy was being licked by a short-haired, boyish-looking girl of about 12. The girl was completely flat-chested and her pussy was hairless. She happily rubbed her pussy as she continued to service the older woman. Sonya held the dark-haired young girl's head to task.
The very young girl seemed to be completely enjoying what she was doing and it was obvious that she had been to club before. Was she Sonya's plus-one?
Jessie gave Sonya an awkward, somewhat embarrassed wave and smile as she passed by. Sonya made a mental note that she wanted to get her mouth around Jessie's bountiful breasts. Sonya thought that the girl with Jessie looked a lot like Christina Ross's teenage daughter.
An attractive woman of about 35 approached Emma, and began to caress Emma's exposed breast. Before the woman could speak, Emma cried, "Jessie!" Jessie politely explained that Emma was just getting acclimated and they quickly walked away.
Walking by the pool they saw several younger women swimming and playfully fondling and kissing each other. Most were beautiful, and Jessie surmised that these were the models and actresses that Sonya had described, or were the young sugar babies of some of the more mature guests.
Emboldened by all of the naked bodies, Jessie removed her toga. Her full, fleshy figure was on display for all of the guests to ogle. Her large breasts and meaty ass drew immediate attention. Emma, nervously, likewise removed her toga. Her slender features golden-haired pussy glistened in the fluorescent light. Jessie gave the teen a quick kiss for luck, and suggested that they search out fun on their own for now.
Emma was nervous. She was now alone. She knew what she was agreeing to, and after listening to the rules in the changing area, she was confident that she wouldn't be raped by some stranger.
She strutted her lean, long legged, naked 14-year-old body as she surveyed the other areas of the facility for some potential companionship. As her tight, tiny naked ass jiggled as she walked, several women motioned for her to join them. She smiled and kept walking, even though some of them were very attractive.
As she peered into one of the smaller rooms, she saw a pretty, dark-haired girl of about 16 or 17 sitting alone on a couch in the corner. She was still dressed in her toga, and her tan, exposed breast was between an A and B-cup.
Emma suddenly had a moment of recognition. Emma approached the teenager and said excitedly, "I've seen you in teen Vogue." The girl smiled a somewhat embarrassed smile. "Hi, I'm Caitland." Emma, completely naked, oddly shook her hand as if they were meeting in the park. "I'm Emma," the pretty blonde replied.
"What are you doing here all by yourself?" Emma asked. "Is this your first time here?" Caitland asked. Emma nodded her head.
I came here with a woman from the Agency. It's good for bookings, but I sometimes tire of being pawed at by horny middle-aged women who are just out to fuck a teenager. I know it's part of the thing, but, well you get it..."
"What's your deal?" Caitland genuinely asked. "You look even younger than me." "I'm here with my nanny," Emma sheepishly replied. "I recently discovered that I like girls." Caitland smiled. "How old are you?" Caitland asked. "14," said Emma. "17," said Caitland.
"You really are pretty," said Caitland to Emma. "Thanks. You are beautiful," Emma replied. Caitland asked, "Can I kiss you?" The first kiss was soft and tender. Emma was beaming as she looked into Caitland's green eyes.
Caitland put her hand on Emma's upper thigh and began to stroke it, moving ever closer to Emma's naked young pussy. Emma gave a little sigh with Caitland's tender touch. Soon Caitland's hand was in Emma's crotch and Caitland was gently stroking the outside of Emma's tight, little slit. Emma leaned into the dark-haired 17-year old to kiss her, while simultaneously squeezing Caitland's exposed breast.
Caitland removed her toga. Her lean, model body was similar to Emma's, but her body was a deep tan from head to toe. Their hands roamed over their young, firm, naked flesh as they passionately French-kissed.
The 17-year-old leaned Emma back and the couch and began to eagerly devour the 14-year-old's perky breasts. Emma moaned in pleasure. Next, a single finger penetrated Emma's pussy. Caitland slowly intensified her speed until Emma orgasmed. Caitland was clearly a more experienced lesbian than her age would suggest.
As Emma continued to lay on the couch, Caitland's tongue expertly flicked in and out of Emma's wet, young pussy. Even with Jessie, it had never been this good. Emma came repeatedly. She was falling in love, or at least in lust with the pretty 17-year-old model.
Just as Emma had positioned Caitland on the couch and was beginning to fondle and lick her teen pussy, the door banged open. It was the cute, naked 12-year-old tomboy that Jessie and Emma had seen earlier.
She bounded it into the room and said loudly, "I found you!" She jumped onto the couch and began to fondle Emma's small breasts with both of her hands. The situation was rather awkward for the older teens as Emma was about to eat Caitland's pussy at the time.
"Who's your friend?" Caitland asked. Her legs were spread wide to receive Emma's oral reciprocations. "I'm Kimmie," the young girl answered. Emma just sort of shrugged her shoulders at the interruption.
"Can I play too?" Kimmie asked. Without waiting for a reply, Kimm had her left hand latched on to one of Emma's tits, and with her right hand she began to stroke Caitland's waiting pussy. "I eat pussy really well," Kimmie promised.
The young girl was really cute. Her tiny, slender, immature body reminded the two teens of a young fawn. How and why she was there that day, neither asked.
The trio moved to the pillows on the floor. Emma positioned Kimmie between her long legs and began fingering her bald pussy. Caitland moved in between Kimmie's legs and eagerly licked the 12-year-old for all she was worth. Kimmie's thing legs bounced up and down as Caitland expertly ate her out. Meanwhile, Emma was playing with Kimmie's boobless nipples and massaging her flat chest.
When Kimmie was brought to orgasm, she got up, briefly kissed and sucked the breasts of both teens, and was out the door in search of new lovers. Her cute little ass bounced as her naked body skipped out the door.
Emma and Caitland looked at each other in wonder. It had maybe been a 10-minute interlude with the cute little tomboy. Emma resumed what she had started, licking Caitland's 17-year-old pussy.
Jessie had met an attractive blonde in her mid-thirties in the massage room. Her boobs were man-made, but were even larger than Jessie's. She was accompanied by a very pretty young blonde of about 18 or 19 years old. The older woman possessively had her arm around the younger woman's waist. All three women were completely naked.
"I'm Mona," announced the woman. "And this is my stepdaughter, Cassidy." Jessie had noticed that Cassidy couldn't seem to keep her eyes of Jessie's large breasts. Cassidy's own breasts were very small and conical. "I'm Jessie," she said with a very inviting smile. Jessie had decided that she had arrived at her first destination of the day.
"We've been looking all afternoon for a pretty girl like you, Jessie," Mona purred. Jessie smiled, and climbed onto a nearby massage table. Mona began licking and caressing Jessie's ample breasts, while rubbing her own huge breasts across Jessie's face. Jessie tried to get in a lick or two as each large boob passed by.
Cassidy gently whipped Jessie's crotch with her long blonde hair before parting Jessie's legs to explore the nanny's shaved pussy, and began to eat her out. The stepmother and stepdaughter traded places after Jessie had her first orgasm of her adventurous day.
Cassidy straddled Jessie's face while reaching her hands over to knead and pinch Jessie's D-cup breasts. Mona was frantically finger-fucking the 20-year-old redhead at the same time. Jessie was spasming in ecstasy from the double-team, while licking Cassidy's blonde pussy.
What happened next came as a real surprise to the young nanny. Mona flipped Jessie onto her stomach and began to massage and slap Jessie's fleshy ass. Suddenly, Mona's tongue entered Jessie's virgin anus. Jessie got up on her hands in surprise and concern, but Cassidy kissed her on the cheek and told her to relax, holding her in place as Jessie received her first experience with analingus, and she had unexpectedly liked it.
Jessie kissed each women with her tongue, and then was off in search of other adventures.
Emma and Caitland promised to stay in touch. Emma asked herself if she now had a girlfriend? Would they go on dates? Would her parents freak out? What about the kids at school? Emma had a lot of questions that would likely remain unanswered that day, so Emma exited the small room in search of her nanny, Jessie.
Emma found Jessie. She was standing in an alcove surrounded by three women who appeared to be in their 30's and 40's. One of them was her hostess, Sonya. They were combining their efforts to rub, lick, or kiss every inch of Jessie's voluptuous 20-year-old body.
Sonya, in particular, was inhaling one large boob while kneading the other. Jessie had never participated in orgy before and she was enjoying every kiss, lick, and pussy that had been proffered to her. One of the women had four entire fingers in Jessie's shaven vagina and was thrusting swiftly and forcefully.
When Emma tried to interrupt Jessie, one of the women immediately began fondling and sucking on one of Emma's little breasts. Just as her hand landed on Emma's pussy and was preparing to enter, the teen politely said, "Excuse me?" That at least temporarily stopped the woman and caught Jessie's attention for the moment.
Jessie very reluctantly removed herself from mini-orgy to protect and deal with Emma. Jessie led the teen away until they were near the swimming pool.
Emma looked at Jessie and held her tightly. Emma's small boobs seemed to disappear into Jessie's ample breasts. "I'm so happy that you brought me here," Emma said gleefully. "I met a girl my age who is a model in Teen Vogue. We're going to date."
"Whoa, whoa, little girl," Jessie intoned. "Don't get too far ahead of yourself. No one is supposed to know that we were even here."
"My parents won't mind about Caitland," Emma said optimistically. "I just won't tell them how or where we met." Jessie gave Emma a little peck on the nose. "I just love your spirit," Jesse said.
There bodies were still pressed together, and Emma was getting turned on by the fullness of Jessie's body against her small breasts.
"Jessie," Emma intoned solemnly. "Let's not lose this opportunity to make love." Emma laid on a nearby chaise lounge, and extended her arms to Jessie. "I'm sure that Caitland won't mind."
Jessie placed one of her breasts in Emma's mouth. Emma suckled it contentedly. Emma had noticed that Jessie had some of the largest breasts at the club, and had been quite sought-after.
Jessie eventually removed her breast from Emma's mouth and began kissing and licking her way down Emma's petite, but long-limbed body. Jessie paid special attention to Emma's A-cup breasts, and began licking and nibbling them, and pulling on Emma's pink nipples with her teeth, until it hurt slightly.
Eventually reaching Emma's sparsely-haired pussy, Jesse slowly kissed and licked around it until she was sure that the 14-year-old was sufficiently wet. Jessie tenderly entered Emma's pussy with her fingers and tongue. Jessie's licking and fingering increased in speed as Emma began to moan and shudder in pleasure. She didn't care if the "Deuce's Club" was watching her get tongue-fucked by her beautiful nanny.
Jessie peered up from feasting on Emma's young pussy. To her horror, on the other side of the pool she locked eyes with Emma's high school nemesis, Bryn Breitbart. Bryn was methodically lapping at the pussy of an older blonde woman when their eyes met.
The older woman looked like, could it be... Christina Ross, Emma's mom!
Jessie wanted to vanish into thin air as she watched the naked teen point at Jessie and Emma. Bryn had a wicked smile on her face. Christina closed her legs and turned around and looked across the pool. Emma looked up at Jessie's face and saw a look of shock and concern. "Why did you stop?" Emma asked. Jessie looked down at the naked teen whose pussy she was just eating, and quietly said, "Your mother and Bryn are coming this way."
Emma's face mirrored Jesse's in shock and horror. Emma immediately got up from the chaise lounge to try to cover herself. It was too late, h to hide her naked body and neither Jessie nor Emma could remember where they had left their togas.
Emma watched her naked mother walk around the pool toward her. She had never seen her naked before, and she was really quite beautiful, Emma thought. Her boobs swayed from side-to-side as she made her way to the panicked pair.
Emma tried to get in the first words, "Don't be made a Jessie, I begged her to let me come with her."
Christina didn't know whether to be furious or compassionate. She certainly had her own lesbian secrets to hide, and how would she explain what she was doing there?
Christina looked at Bryn and Jessie and said, "Excuse us, girls. We need to talk." Emma respectfully followed her mother in search of a quiet place. Many eyes followed the pair as most assumed that the older woman would soon be fucking the young girl following her.
Jessie hadn't seen Bryn in almost a year, and she was now surprisingly mature-looking and beautiful. A 14-year-old, like Emma, her long red mane and wispy red pubic hair set her apart from the others at the club. Bryn had a similarly long, lean body like Emma's, and both could easily be teen models if they so desired. To a casual observer, Jessie and Bryn might have looked like sisters with their dyed red hair.
"Nice job, mean girl," Jessie said snidely. "Don't worry, old lady. With tits like yours someone will hire you in no time." Bryn reached over and began fondling Jessie's breasts with both hands. Jessie did nothing to stop the pretty teen, and Bryn began to kiss and lick them to Jessie's delight.
Finding a quiet spot to talk, Christine started: "Honey, you're much too young to be at a place like this." Emma defensively replied, "Bryn doesn't think so." "Honey, I apologize. I can't even begin to explain that." "Well," stated Emma. "You like girls, I like girls, and Jessie likes girls. And I guess even Bryn likes girls."
"What about Daddy?" Emma asked. "Don't worry about your father. We have a special arrangement." Christina didn't go on to explain.
"Is Jessie going to get fired?" Emma asked. "I don't know," Christina truthfully replied. Christina knew full well that Jessie had bevy of secrets that she could spill if she was so inclined.
Suddenly, Emma heard a voice: "There you are, Emma." It was the 17-year-old model that Emma had made love to earlier in the day. She was still naked, as was Emma and Christina, who were sitting on chairs. Emma rose and embraced the beautiful dark-haired teen. "This is Caitland," Emma boldly announced. Her hand was wrapped around the fashion model's waist. "And this is my mother," Emma said to a startled Caitland. The two gave each other very awkward verbal greetings.
Caitland reminded Emma that they were going to call each other for a date. To reinforce her point, Emma gave Caitland a brief kiss on her lips as the teen model departed.
"Caitland and I are going to be dating," Emma boldly announced, "and I want to remain a member of this club." "So, you're sure you're a lesbian?" asked Christina softly. "Yes," was Emma's one word reply. "O.K. then. I will work things out with your father," Christina said. "We don't need to tell him about today." Emma nodded.
Christina said to Emma, "Let's go find Jessie and tell her she's not fired." Emma smiled and they walked together with their arms around one another.
The club was starting to clear out as it was now in the late afternoon. It wasn't hard to find Jessie. Her red head was bobbing up and down on some girl's pussy. As they neared, Emma and Christina was surprised that Jessie was working Bryn to a frenzy. The timing couldn't have been better as Bryn climaxed just as the pair arrived.
Christina lifted a limp Bryn from the couch. Jessie was already standing. She was ready to defend herself or prepare for the worst.
Christina began: "Bryn, honey. I'm sorry that you were subjected to this drama. You're a lovely girl and none of this was your fault."
"Jessie," Christina continued. "Emma and I have spoken, and we all have some responsibility for today. I hope that you'll stay with us. The kids love you." Christina nodded to her naked daughter, "Obviously." Jessie snorted inappropriately, and promptly apologized.
Christina stopped at the sound of music playing in the background. "I love this song," she excitedly announced. She extended her arms to Jessie. Their naked bodies pressed together romantically as they waltzed dramatically around the floor of the health spa.
Emma looked at Bryn and also extended her hands with a shrug. They too danced, with their lean, naked bodies pressed together, with Emma's developing little booblets rubbing against Bryn's. Bryn surprised Emma with a kiss, and asked that "bygones be bygones."
Christina pulled Jessie and Bryn's naked bodies into a big two arm embrace and said, "I can hardly wait until the "Deuce's Club" meets again next month!"
End of Part 2. More to come.
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