Show Mama What You've Learned

Dee slammed the door. Tiffany froze at the desk, too late to hide what was on the screen. Those filthy queries about escort rates, safety posts, client types—they were all right there. “You’re doing this behind my back?” Dee’s voice came out low, sharp, knife-clean. “After everything I kept secret for you?” Tiffany’s throat moved once. “I didn’t know how to ask.” Dee stepped closer, the air between them heavy. “You think you’re ready to wear my coat just because you looked it up?” Her fingers found Tiffany’s chin and lifted it, forcing the younger woman to hold the stare. “You freeze-up, you get scared of men? They’ll eat you.” “I’m not scared,” Tiffany whispered, eyes burning. Heat crept into her cheeks. “I want this—hell, I want it because of you. You make it look like power.” Dee’s mouth twitched, the anger softening at the edges, never gone completely. She pulled Tiffany into a tight hug, hard enough that ribs creaked. Against the crown of hair she muttered, “Then prove it. Right here. If you want the job, show me you can handle what comes with it.” Tiffany didn’t answer with words. Her knees hit the carpet. Hands shaking, she peeled the stockings down Dee’s thighs one deliberate inch at a time. Dee guided, voice low. “Slower. Make her beg for more. Use your tongue on the crease first, taste how she changes.” Fingers threaded through Tiffany’s hair like reins, keeping her steady. Each layer of blouse, bra, dropped. Tiffany traced circles around nipples already peaked, thumb and tongue playing each until Dee’s breathing caught. When she finally parted Dee’s thighs, slick already glistening, Tiffany didn’t look away. She flattened her tongue, dragged, waited—then dipped again when Dee’s hips tilted up. Dee murmured praise between tighter commands: keep your jaw loose, circle her clit, watch her face like a client’s. Every time Dee shuddered, Tiffany gained an inch of nerve, her strokes surer, needier. Dee’s nails scored the couch cushion, jaw clenched around a rising moan. “That’s it, baby. You just might have the nerve after all.”