A few weeks had passed since their bust up. Cate was relaxing on her couch with a latest fashion magazine when her intercom buzzed. She wasn’t expecting any clients so she ignored it. Only until the buzzing was persistent she got up and went to the intercom
“come up.”
“As long as I’m not interrupting anything” came a growling voice
Cate opened the door and stood back. She ran a hand through her hair to give it some body and waited anxiously. In the doorway appeared Jo, hands in pockets and shoulders slumped forward. She steps in and Cate offers her to sit.
Cate wanted to throw her arms around her and tell her everything will be alright, but she knew Jo wasn’t in that frame of mind.
Jo sat on opposite couch, leg nervously tapping. She didn’t know what to say, she couldn’t even bring herself to look at Cate
“Would you like a drink Jo.” Offered Cate, trying to get something from the woman
Jo put hand to her mouth, trying to fight back the flowing tears. Cate’s heart broke, she wanted to get up and put her arms around her, but the time still wasn't right
“So how does this work for you. They come here and you open up for a few hours then go about your day like nothing happen” she growled “I mean that’s your life isn’t it, you’re a pro, your life is about fucking people.”
“It’s not all my life, it’s part of it. It’s a job, it’s not who I am. I am a sex worker, yes. I am a prostitute yes. But I have standards, I don’t just...."
“Open your legs and let them in, yeh you do.”
Cate took a breath keeping her temper suppressed “yes I open my legs, but let me tell you I am fussy on who I open my legs to. I don’t just pick men or women....”
Jo made eye contact for the first time
“...up off the street. They contact me through my website, I interview them, I meet them in crowded places. I screen my clients well before ‘I open my legs and let me in' as you put it”
“How.... how can you do it to yourself?”
“It’s a job Jo, that’s all”
“It’s degrading.... its.... giving yourself to people all the time, don’t you have morals.”
Cate swallowed forcing down her anger, she was trying to be supportive for Jo
“I am a sex worker. I do take pride in myself, my appearance, my welfare. I have the upmost highest morals. I am also good at my job, if I wasn’t I would never be able to afford all this. I also don’t take myself for granted either. So yes I am all those Jo, but that is not the side I gave to you.”
Jo looked away, face screwing up and tears staining “that’s crap” in hoarsely like whisper
Cate got up and boldly walked over to Jo sitting next to her
“I’m not going to lie to you Jo. I don’t have many friends and I have had very few lovers because like you they don’t get it. They don’t get that, to me it’s just a job. Sex is a tool as dumbbells is to you, as a wrench is to a mechanic. It’s only a tool of my trade.”
Cate tears slowly fell “I’m sorry I hurt you, I never meant to humiliate you. I wanted to tell you many times but I was afraid of this day. I’m always afraid of this day, and for you to find out from your cousin of all people I’m very very sorry. He must be having a real laugh over this”
“Actually no, he’s been real good. He felt bad about the way it all came out, we’ve agree not to talk about it.”
Jo looks at Cate. “I got myself tested, for everything. I’ve had so much blood take out I don’t think I have any left.”
Cate wiped her tears away “and..”
“I didn’t have anything”
Cate smiled “If you did, it would not have come from me honey. You were never in any danger, I am careful, I take all the precautions. He wears 2 condoms, one for him and one for me. I strip the bed after ever client, I showered, clean, gargle, every part of my body is cleansed. I never touched you after I’ve been with a client until I’ve done all that. I also get tested every 3 months.”
Cate touches Jo’s cheek with the back of her hand, wiping away her tears
“It’s all just sex to you then” says Jo as if it didn’t matter
“no... not all.”
“How do you mean?”
“Well I don’t count being with you as just sex. I only ever made love to you.”
Jo got up and walked to the other side of the room “oh like there is a difference Cate. Don’t spin my that bullshit” her anger flared again
Cate pat her knees and got to her feet chasing her “there is a difference Jo, a big difference.”
“How is there a difference?"
“I know there is because I work in the area. Every time I was with you I gave myself to you, I gave my love, not just my sex.... my love. I don’t know how to explain the difference, but trust me there is a difference. What I give to you, no one gets for me. It is sacred, it’s a bit of me that I only want to share with someone I truly love.
Jo couldn’t stop her tears, and neither could Cate. She turned Jo around and grabs her hand holding it to her heart. “You are the only one that gets this. This is the most important thing that separates you from the clients. When a client leaves I don’t wonder about him or her once the door closes, what my client is up to today or if he or she is having a good day. That is what I wonder about you.... when you close my door and leave for the day. I think about you, not them.... just you honey”
“I felt like my love had been violated when I found out Cate, I didn’t understand, I still don’t know. I am so confused, I’m so in love and confused.” Jo dropped her head and sobbed
Cate pulls her into a hug and held her while she sobbed.
Cate sat on her couch, Jo’s head in her lap as she stroked her soothingly. “Were does that leave us” Jo asks as she sits up. Cate pushes hair aside
“You look tired, why don't you close your eyes” hoping the worst had passed them
“I just want to know where does this leave me?” asked Jo
Cate smiled “I guess that depends on what you want. My feelings, my love didn’t change from the moment you found out I was a sex worker, or when you sat there and insulted me, I understand this is difficult. Look why don’t you go and lie down, we can talk some more after you have had a rest.”
Jo heads to the bedroom and sees the towel on the seat “You have a client coming over?”
“ummm no he cancelled, you go rest.”
Once the door closed Cate picked up her phone and called her client to cancel, much to his dismay.
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Jo stirred when she heard someone in the room. She sat up to see Cate in her wardrobe.
Cate smiled “sorry I woke you, just needed to put some clothes away.”
Jo nods and rubs hand over her face “so you obviously make a shit load of money”
Cate sighs and thinks here goes round 2
“I have a lot of expenses.” Cate sits on bed “clothes, lingerie, dry cleaning of all the sheets, wining and dining clients, phones. I have two mobiles, web site charges, laptop. This apartment has state of the art security systems. I have staff.”
“staff, you have people that work for you”
“hmmmm yeh”
“What do they do?”
“Honey I don’t think you need to know everything”
Jo lies down and puts hands behind her head and looks at Cate “yeh... I do”
Cate nods “Well you see sometimes I require a partner to participate, if a couple want for swinger’s type service.”
“You have group orgies too” Jo sits up
“good heavens no.... the most is a couple v couple, of equal sex or two girls and a male. I never have two unknown male clients. It is too dangerous so I have my own help. They either participate or watch depending of what the client wants.”
“why would a client want to be watched?”
“Because some of my clients need to be watched so they can perform”
“Oh how queer" quipped Jo
“Jo... it’s not queer, it’s a fetish. It’s what he likes.“
“What other fetishes do they force you do”
Cate smiled sweetly and sits up a little closer to Jo “honey let’s get one thing clear, no one forces me do anything I don’t want to do. It’s the rules of my house, and at any point I want to stop, cancel the session I have the right.”
“They get, rough.”
“Some do, and I allow it.” Cate nods
“I mean..... over rough.” Jo voiced concerned and sits up
“Well remember in the movie Basic Instinct, the woman kept an ice pick under the bed.” She smiles and looks to the floor
“Really...” Jo gullibly looks under the bed to find nothing
Cate wanted to cut her heart out and give it back to Jo again “ohhh Jo you are so gorgeous, I wish you could see pass this part of my life.”
Jo touches her face and sighs a little “I’m trying. You got to understand I have to share you with other people sexually and that is hard to accept when they belong to you.”
Cate put hand over her face and grimaced at her statement. “Joanne I am not a possession, you don’t own me. ”
Jo remained stolid
“I am not a trophy you can hold up and say she’s mine and no one else can have her. It can’t work that way. You have to accept that.”
Jo shrugs “Yeh I guess you are more like a second hand car. A lot of people have driven it but I finally get to take the controls for myself” Jo smiled “How’s that analogy “
Cate narrowed her eyes trying to work out if she was joking "You are comparing me to a second hand car, wonderful” she laughed and belted Jo lightly with a pillow
“Surely you can understand how I can feel a little jealous and intimated. I have this lovely second hand model with a few dings but has good economy. Then on some occasions someone else wants to borrow her”
“Will you stop comparing me to a car.” Cate couldn't help but laugh as she could see Jo's logic
“Well at least I get to go parking in it once in a while”
“Jo McFarlane” she warns and points at her
“hmmmm I wonder, looks her over. I’d say you come with four air bags since you’ve stopped working out at the gym.” pokes at Cate's thigh
“Oh you cow, take that back” Cate chastises lightly and pushes her
Jo holds her back “I think maybe I will hang on to my 2nd hand model a bit longer, at least until the seats start to sag” pokes at her breasts now
"That's it, you are in big trouble now" Cate grabbed her pillow and beats her until Jo couldn’t take it anymore from laughing. She snatched the pillow away, then pulls Cate to her and they kissed. Cate took it slow allowing Jo to lead. She didn’t want to expect too much too soon.
Cate and Jo lay next to each other, Cate stroking Jo’s face “I do love you and I’m sorry I was not honest with you, but I want to make it work between us.”
Jo disappeared into Cate’s lips feeling reassured and returns the kiss. Hands and lips covered every inch.
Jo broke the moment “So do you like your job”
Cate thought she had exhausted all the questions “yes I do”
“What, really” Jo was surprised
“Well Jo... if I didn’t I wouldn’t do it. If you didn’t like being a personal trainer, helping people reach goals potential you wouldn’t do it. It’s a job, it’s only”
Jo kissed Cate while rolling her onto her back “I know, it’s just sex” her tongue explored Cate’s mouth. Cate started to relax and groans from the building sensation that was beginning. They strip each other of their clothes and continued reconnecting, patching up their love.
Cate was building up when Jo stopped “Cate”
“hmmm honey....” wraps arms around her and kisses her
“do you... ummm, you know cum when you are with them
Cate sighed and opened her eyes “well sometimes yes. Most times I fake but well there are times when the client gets it a little too right and you know when you reach the point of no return. I’m only human Jo.” She groans feeling Jo’s tongue on her nipple “this is you driving me over the edge.”
Jo had a terrifying thought and stopped what she was doing “did you ever...”
Cate grabbed Jo’s face knowing what the next question was going to be “never, ever have I with you alright, but if you keep this up there is always a first.”
Jo screwed her face up “well, you can dent a girl’s ego that way.” smiling seductively as she starts moving down and sink into Cate once again.
“You don’t need to worry about your ego honey, I’ll keep stroking it.” Cate arched up when Jo hit the spot almost immediately. Cate brought her knees up in a slow, satisfying released.
Jo moved up and looked at her lover. Cate face screw up with tears falling
Jo held her while she cried “hey hey.....shhhhhh you really needed that huh” kissing her head
Cate nodded “I really need you Joanne.” Hugs her tighter “please say you are going to be ok with this.”
Jo nuzzled down “I will work on it”