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- Are you kidding me? - Carolina even had her eyes round.
- No, I say this quite seriously. I am a real kept woman, paid mistress of a major businessman. He is the second person in the field of electronics in the entire European Union. He is married, but his wife does not satisfy him sexually. We met on the plane when we were flying from Los Angeles to New York, and then spent the night together. He turned out to be a terrific man. We continued our acquaintance in London. Now he comes to visit me at any time convenient for him and does whatever he pleases with me. In return, I receive a substantial reward. Honestly, this nice apartment was bought mostly with his money. He pays all my bills. In short, I am a high-paying whore.
- And it does not depress you? - asked Carolina.
Depressing? I'm happy about it! I get everything I want. He is also pleased with everything. Everything is very easy and simple. I don't love him, I don't want to marry him, he suits me in sex. Are you shocked, Caro? Believe me, for the first time I felt happy. I understand that it is difficult for you to immediately realize this, you were striving for your present position with hard work, you devoted yourself entirely to your career. But what to do like me? You know that I didn’t come out with the mind, but men always liked me. And I love having sex. And I also like to restore order and comfort in my house. Admit it, I also achieved something in this life!
- What about his wife? She knows? He says she doesn't mind. In the end, she had to understand what was going on, marrying such a person, ”Adrianna said. - So my conscience is calm.
- What are you and I, however, different! - Said Carolina.
- That's for sure! As they say in Los Angeles, everyone masturbates as he wants.
Girlfriends burst out laughing. The sun breaking through the clouds lit up their flushed faces.
- Well, how are you going to solve your problem? - asked Adrianna.
- Which problem? - raised Carolina eyebrows.
- Dissatisfaction with sex, of course!
- Oh, so here you are, about what! This is not a problem at all. So, a little disappointment.
- Why wait until it grows into a big one?
- And what do you think I should do? Go to a sex therapist?
Cheaper to buy a dildo. Or a vibrator. And even better - both at once. Have you ever used these useful things? Well, simply put, artificial phalluses.
“No,” murmured Carolina, confused. - Is it fashionable now?
“Silly, women have used them for centuries.” I have a girlfriend in Los Angeles, so now she can do without men! But she also suffered like you, poor thing. Tell me how you masturbate?
Caroline stared at Adrianna, licked her lips, and answered honestly:
- Actually, I rarely do this. I never liked this activity.
- Buy a vibrator! - confidently exclaimed Adrianna. - I see that you are all very neglected. Buy it immediately! My American girlfriend pulled me into this fascinating activity - and I am very pleased. But before it seemed to me that all these things were just some kind of childish fun. Now I got so into the taste of masturbation with dildos that I do it regularly. It is very useful for our female features, it becomes more elastic. All muscles require training, otherwise they will atrophy.
Carolina’s eyes went up to her forehead.
- Are you kidding! All this is nonsense!
- No, a fact confirmed by medicine and my personal experience! - Adrianna laughed loudly.- What do you risk? Try it yourself! Listen, what are you doing tomorrow night?
Tomorrow meant Saturday, Karolina had no plans for her, she usually spent the weekend alone.
“I haven't decided yet,” she answered.
“Then join Bob and me!” He has a mate. Have a party. We will not be bored! - exclaimed Adrianna.
- Do you want to introduce me to a man? - cautiously asked Caroline.
“Do you prefer to spend the Saturday night alone at the TV?” Or did you decide to buy this toy?
- Ok, persuaded! - agreed Carolina.
- Write down your address, I'll pick you up. I want to make sure you get dressed properly. A party is not a business meeting. But you, as far as I know you, do not see much difference between them.
Caroline laughed: Adrianna was right. They always argued hotly about clothes. Adrianna insisted that she put on a romantic date the skirt is shorter and the blouse with a deep neckline, and Carolina rested, preferring modest and strict dresses.
“I'll pick you up a dress myself,” Adrianna said. “We will go to Tosca in Covent Garden, Bob has his own box there.”
Caroline, perhaps, would be offended, tell her this is someone else. But she forgave Adrianna everything. Besides, she thought, why not change her attitude towards clothes? Maybe it is time to go for short skirts and blouses with a neckline?
- I will come to you at five o'clock! - Adrianna said resolutely and began to pour the remaining champagne in glasses.
Chapter 2
Carolina lived in a large modern house, built on the site of demolished dilapidated buildings in Regency Square in Kensington. This quarter was quite comfortable for her, as was the architecture of the house. She never sought to settle in some fashionable old mansion in the city center. In addition, she would have to hire a servant if she decided to buy such a house for herself, and she did not want to burden herself with unnecessary trouble and expense.
She returned home at six in the evening, and while she was listening to the recording of messages left in her absence on an answering machine, and looked through the correspondence, another hour passed. The window of her office looked out onto the street, and, casually glancing at it, she saw a messenger arriving at the entrance on a motorcycle. He often delivered her urgent mail or scripts from television stations, so she was not surprised at his arrival and went to open the front door, not waiting for him to call.
- Good evening, Miss Beck! Sign for the parcel, - in a hoarse, cold voice, the young man said, throwing off the transparent visor of the helmet.
Carolina smelled like the pungent smell of sweat and a damp leather jacket. It seemed that the rocker did not take off his motorcycle armor, even going to bed. Carolina put a squiggle in the registration log, took the parcel post and thanked the messenger and closed the front door.
The appearance of the bundle was not quite normal, the sender's address was missing, and the recipient's address was written by hand in capital letters. Carolina hastily opened the package and found inside her an oblong box wrapped in shiny thin gold paper. Intrigued, Carolina went into the living room, whose windows overlooked the garden, sat on the sofa and removed the golden wrapper from the box.
On the oblong case there was an inscription, after running which Carolina laughed. The inscription read: "Powerful multi-speed vibrator." On the card attached to Adrianna’s gift, the same italics showed the wish: “Enjoy!”
Adrianna loved doing girlfriends surprises. This time her gift was not only original, but also timely. The vibrator was pretty heavy. Made of human-colored plastic ... Read more →