Sara: "I feel like I've sucked on five cocks; I'm so tired." She takes a drink and spits on the ground. She rubs her naked chest slowly across Olivia's back while massaging her shoulders, telling her to drink since she hasn't touched her drink.
Sara pulls more closer while Olivia blushes and attempts to back away.
Olivia: "I don't like this, we are both women." Her life was centred on work, and the few times she had sex, it was always vanilla with her being in complete control. She had never had that kind of contact, even with guys.
“I thought that's what you liked pervert, Sara said. "Hahahaha don't tense up, I thought that's what you enjoy, pervert. I just want to give your mind a little treat and think a little more with your kitty, meowww."
Olivia feels much more at ease after she gives her neck a massage because Sara was a skilled masseuse. "Very well, unwind; I promised to lead you tonight." She gives her a seductive order in her ear, "Now take your glass and drink."
Since drinking dulled her thinking, Olivia had gone years without taking a drink. However, you never knew when she would come across a business opportunity.
“Very good, that's my girl, you like that don't you, it feels nice to shove something hot down your throat doesn't it, why don't you continue resting here and tell me about yourself while I rest and we both have a drink? Sara says in her ear as she continues the massage.
Sara gets up and spills some of the glass on her clothes as she slides her hands down Olivia’s hips to her skirt, which reveals some humidity where Olivia’s pussy was.
Sara wanted to be loyal to this woman since she resembled her, didn't seem threatening, and paid well for essentially no labour. She believed she could make a lot more money from what she wanted if she discovered it, and she might even be able to leave this club if she did.
Olivia- “No, I'm really OK. We can speak, but I don't need any more of your massages. She looks under her clothes and notices that they are completely soaked, her skirt, jacket, and even the shirt. Oh my God, do you have tissues? I should clean it.”
"Don't worry, take it off and I'll take it to the bar. We have equipment to remove everything from clothes” Sara says calmly while holding her hands up
Olivia- “No, truly, it's fine. I don't intend to be here without clothes, and besides, these clothes were worn out; I was considering throwing them away in a few days”
Sara-“What the fuck is going to be old, if it looks better than all my fucking clothes, don't worry about being naked, we are here alone, and if you look like me underneath those clothes I have also seen everything you have” trying to talk sense into Amanda and help her, but seeing that she doesn't pay attention she starts to get angry since she thought she was looking down on her
“what the fuck is wrong with you, you think it's so bad to be nearly naked?” Asked Sara
Olivia has a pit in her stomach; while it was true that she didn't mind losing it because it was expensive but she could buy hundreds more like it without hurting her economy, Sara undoubtedly found it to be expensive and was irate that Olivia wouldn't let her help save something she perceived as expensive. She ponders it briefly as Sara continues to shout louder and begins to strip to her underwear
Okay, but don't take too long and don't allow anyone in. Sara grinned as she started to strip when she realised Olivia was watching and listening to her.
Sara sits down and watches Olivia get dressed while she whistles and takes a drink as if she were a client.
Sara giggles as she watches Olivia wriggle her ass to remove her skirt, says: "Shake that ghetto ass more baby. I want to see those tits bounce then drink." "I can't help it seeing my affluent lookalike get naked. Why don't you do it at the pole pervert?" You might like it since we may pretend that you are my stripper”
What happens next?