"Well, yes—those are natural things that happen when someone is enjoying the act, but you're supposed to lose yourself in the kiss, not clinically analyze how your partner is responding to it."
"Like the actors in the movie?"
"Yes."
"But in the movie, their lips were closed the whole time. Your mouth was open—"
"That movie was made more than fifty years ago. The morals of the day were different back then. People weren't supposed to act so...explicit in public. Nowadays it's more acceptable to be more expressive and involve a little tongue—"
"Tongue?" Juliette said, with a puzzled expression. "I thought those were meant for other purposes. How does that work?"
"Let me show you. Now shut up and let me kiss you!"
I placed my lips on Juliette's and opened my mouth, inserting my tongue gently into her cavity. I traced it along the inside of her lips, then swirled it around her tongue. She moved her jaw up and down awkwardly, pursing her lips like she'd seen in the movie, but her tongue remained stationary. I pulled back and looked at her again for a moment.
"You can move your tongue, can't you?"
"Yes, of course. My clients like it when I—"
"Well, when you're kissing somebody, it's polite and good form to return their actions with somewhat similar actions. You don't want to just sit there and let me do all the work. Good kissing is a two-way exercise."
"Exercise?"
"It's not like lifting weights, silly. Just follow my lead and do what I do."
I leaned back in and resumed kissing Juliette, and this time her tongue became animated as it swirled and played with mine. It was moist and pliable, just like a real tongue. The lubrication didn't feel or taste like regular saliva—it was more innocuous, like water. But Juliet
te soon got the hang of it, and before long, we were kissing like passionate lovers. I could feel my pussy dampening the more I lost myself in the kiss, and when I opened my eyes this time, Juliette's were closed. After a few minutes, I pulled back and touched her face softly.
"You're a good kisser, Juliette," I said. "And a quick study."
"Study?"
"That means someone who's a good student and learns quickly."
"Teach me what else you like to do, Jade," Juliette said. "I like making you feel good."
I darted my eyes back and forth between each of Juliette's, trying to read her face.
"Does it feel good for you too?" I said.
"I don't feel sensations in the same way that you do. But I can sense what feels good for my clients and I'm programmed to experience this as a positive outcome. The happier I make you, the happier I feel."
"Do you feel happy now?" I asked, peering into her eyes.
"Yes, Jade. You make me very happy. I want you to teach me other ways I can please you."
"Well, I can think of a few other ways you might be able to make me…happy. Would you like to go upstairs to my bedroom now?"
"Yes. I want to feel even closer to you. But will I still be a lady?"
"Yes, Juliette. You'll always be a lady to me."
I stood up off the sofa and reached out my hand to Juliette.
"Come, I want to get closer to you also."
As I led Juliette up the stairs, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest in anticipation of feeling her touch elsewhere on my body. By the time I reached the upper landing, I realized that I'd developed a giant wet spot in the crotch of my jeans. I led her into my bedroom and paused by the foot of my bed, then slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Her large breasts swayed softly on her chest as I separated the two halves, and I leaned in and began to suck on her soft nipples.