Grace sighed loudly as she threw the fifth dress on the bed.
It’s been a frustrating day trying to pick out an outfit for dinner with the car lady. After they had gotten back to their hotel chief informed Grace of the situation, he told her how sad he was that he needed her help.
“I really need that car but this woman wants to use my head” he had said
Grace wasn’t sure why a big and powerful man like him was powerless over a car especially since he has all sorts of fancy cars for himself, his wives and his children.
She had asked him why that particular car was so important as she tried to convince him to forget about the woman if she didn’t want his money but he had explained to her the real read he wanted the car, it was to be a gift to someone who held the key to his election as the car was a rare car that wasn’t being made anymore.
After he was done explaining how important acquiring the car was, he sighed heavily while looking defeated before he explained the role she had in the matter. Apparently, the woman was a lesbian and had picked interest in Grace he had explained
“I don’t even know why they let people like that into their country” he said with a look of disgust
“Tufiakwa!” Grace had exclaimed faking her disgust
Grace was no stranger to girls bumping uglies, she didn’t even want to imagine what the chief reaction would be if he ever found out that she and his daughter had engaged in the act multiple times.
After the chief had explained everything to her Grace promised to help him in whichever ever way she could even if it meant participating in what she referred to as an abomination, she reminded him about how much she cared about him and how greatly he has impacted her life and would do anything to show her gratitude.
Grace finally settled for a striped dress that was clinched at the waist, the upper part of the dress was sewn like a wrap dress hence giving it a plunging v neckline, it had thin straps which look like they could snap from the sheer weight of her massive boobs.
Grace dressed quickly and applied light makeup, it felt chilly so she used a thick shawl to cover her head and shoulders which also covered her cleavage.
It didn’t take long for the car that would take her to meet the woman arrived, she found out later she would be going alone after not seeing the chief the whole day.
The ride was a silent one with a thousand thoughts running through her mind, her cheeks warmed up and her pussy tingled as she thought back on all the times she’s been with girls including Nina who introduced her to countless sex toys.
The driver opened her door as they arrived at their destination making her feel like royalty, it was nighttime but she could tell how beautiful the house it with its beautiful lights.
Since they arrived in Dubai it has felt like Grace stepped into a beautiful American film, everything has been so unbelievable and surreal. Grace got led into the house where the lady was standing waiting to welcome her, she was wearing a white shirt and long free trousers.
“Welcome to my home, Grace. Please come with me” she said and turned around before Grace could respond
Grace followed her to a dark dining area that was lit by a beautiful chandelier and a couple of candles on the table. The lady pulled out a seat for Grace and pushed it in as she sat, no one has ever done something like that for Grace and it made her smile.
“Thank you ma” Grace said and smiled shyly
“Please call me Lydia,” the lady said before sitting on the seat beside her
“I am so delighted to have you here, sorry I had to strong-arm my way into bringing you here” she continued
“You have to be one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen, the moment I laid eyes on you I wanted nothing more” she added making Grace smile
“Thank you” Grace said stopping herself before she added “ma”
“Champagne or wine” the lady asked
“Champagne,” Grace said worried she didn’t pronounce it well
“You don’t talk much do you,” the lady asked as she worked the bottle
Grace smiled and nodded “No”, Grace thought the woman was sweet but also beautiful in a handsome way she’s not used to seeing women
“That’s alright, hopefully, you would open up more after dinner,” she said before she opened the bottle with a pop
“I hired a chef to make you some native Nigerian jollof rice” she added making Grace giggle from how she pronounced Jollof
“I was told Nigerians love their jollo” she said trailing off
Grace had taken off her shawl as she was beginning to feel a bit hot
“I am sorry I lost my train of thought,” the lady said as she stared intently at Grace’s chest
Grace smiled intrigued as she watched the woman turn red literally, she had had different reactions from both men and women on her body but never has she seen someone’s face turn red, she started to feel super confident and surprisingly turned on
“Umm champagne” the lady croaked out as she held the bottle to pour Grace a drink
Grace smirked and held up her glass staring the woman directly into her eyes, she liked how nervous she was making the woman who was all strong and confident a moment ago.
She sipped the bubbly drink as elegantly as possible making sure not to break eye contact, when the woman shifted nervously and looked away Grace spilled some drink on her chest.
“Oh no” Grace said before making a show of wiping it off with her shawl
“Please let me,” the lady said as she grabbed a napkin and proceeded to wipe Grace’s chest before realizing she was touching her boobs
“Oh I am sorry,” she said and sat back down nervously
“It’s okay” Grace said smiling
She used the napkin and slowly wiped at her boobs, the lady looked like she would burst into flames. Grace couldn’t get enough of the reaction she was getting from the lady, she sipped her drink and smiled to herself.
It was going to be an interesting night after all and Grace couldn’t wait to see where it leads.
