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Jemma's dance contract - chapter 1

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Lesbian Sex, Author: arbymore, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

Jemma was delighted when she opened her email telling her that she had been chosen as a dancer for a three month contract in Cabaret at The Pavilion theatre in Bournemouth. She had never been there before but was soon looking forward to it although she knew it would be hard work. Also she would have to leave her girlfriend behind – oh how she was going to miss those intense orgasms they used to give each other. Being there for three months she knew that she would have to get somewhere to stay so she got the latest trade magazine and started looking through the ads for places to rent. One that leapt out at her read: Fairly large comfortable bedsit only 10 minutes’ walk from the local theatre, very reasonable rent and available now for short term lets. Call or email. Jemma immediately called the number and a female answered. ‘Oh hello, I’ve seen your advert for the bedsit to rent. I’m about to start a three month dance contract at The Pavilion and I wondered whether I can come and have a look at the room?’ Jemma said. ‘Of course, my dear, we’ve had many dancers and people working on the shows staying with us. I used to be a dancer so I know the sort of hours and lifestyle that they lead. We can talk about the rent and other details when you get here, but I’m sure you’ll find it fine. It’s just me, I’m Fiona, my husband Rob and our dog and I’m sure we’ll get on fine. When do you want to come?’ she asked. ‘How about Saturday at about 3, my train gets into Bournemouth from ... Waterloo at 1.30 and rehearsals start on Monday,’ Jemma said. ‘That’ll be fine, we’ll see you then.’ Jemma hung up and felt good, she had a good job for 3 months and the accommodation sounded fine. She was looking forward to it. On the Saturday morning she reluctantly said goodbye to her girlfriend. She still felt sexually gratified by the intense sex they had had the previous night and then again a couple of hours previously. In fact her nipples were still quite tender from the clamps that had been used on her very sensitive nipples. She made her way to Waterloo station and got on her train to Waterloo. The journey took just over 2 hours and Jemma sat and relaxed and enjoyed the journey. She took a taxi to the house which was a short ride away. The house looked really nice from the outside and had a good feeling about it. She pulled her small case up the path and rang the doorbell. After a short time the door opened and a middle aged woman held out her hand and said, ‘Hello you must be Jemma, I’m Fiona come in.’ Jemma followed Fiona into another room where she said, ‘Jemma, this is Rob, my husband.’ They shook hands and he said, ‘It’s nice to meet you, hope you had a good journey down.’ ‘Would you like a tea, coffee or a glass of wine?’ Fiona asked. ‘A white wine would be good please,’ Jemma replied. Fiona poured three glasses of wine and they all sat down. As Fiona sat down her short skirt rode up exposing quite a lot of thigh. Jemma thought that Fiona was probably a little bit ...