Chapter 7

• Caroline woke up around mid-afternoon. The good thing about being an Xtress was that the hours were flexible; you could do as many as you wanted or as little as you liked. As long as the agency got a cut they didn't care. Yawning, she stretched out and decided to take a shower.
• She closed the shower door. "On, normal," She said out loud, and water washed over her from various directions. Thanks to the income from x-ting she had managed to get a customized shower that could spray water from almost any conceivable direction. You could also set voice commands for anything that you wanted. Caroline closed her eyes and let the shower do its work, the water massaging her tired muscles and refreshing her.
• Inevitably her thoughts turned towards work again.
• How long could she keep doing porn for? Viewers didn't discriminate against porn X-tresses and neither did studios some porn X-tresses who had made the transition found that they became more popular because it became easier for the viewer to fantasize about them. Funny how the mind works sometimes. All Caroline could do was pay the bill, and do whatever she had to do until she could get that elusive big break. After all, it wasn't that bad a job. Sometimes she would interact with someone she liked, and she didn't have to play a part as much as just let her impulses carry her along.
• "Fun." A soft jet of water splashed up from the floor, and she positioned herself over it. A moment later another jet aimed towards her breasts. This was her favorite function of the shower, a setting to satisfy her natural needs. She massaged her breasts as the water ran over them, and played with her nipples with her fingers. The water between her legs gently massaged her pussy, almost as soft as a tickle, and she felt her body start to tingle. Eventually, she gave in, and let the water play over her as she remembered past experiences,
• Her favorite had occurred a few months ago. A last-minute job had come in just as she was about to leave for the day, so she had decided to take it. A moment later she was standing in a field, wearing a light blue dress. A gentle hilly landscape lay in front of her. She was standing on a grassy knoll surrounded by golden corn fields. In the distance, she could hear the sounds of workers laughing and joking, and a gentle breeze rippled the fields as she looked on. The evening sun looked down on her, and she heard a voice from behind her, "Caroline I presume?" She turned and looked at her client. He was a handsome man, perhaps around 30, standing six feet tall with tanned skin, bright blue eyes, and light brown hair. He was dressed casually, a blue denim shirt tucked into a pair of jeans.
• "My name is Joe," He stepped forward and lifted her hand to his mouth to give a soft kiss. "Pleasure to meet you," I hope you like the scene I've chosen for this"
• "It's beautiful!" Caroline looked around again, feeling her dress move with the breeze. "I've never been in a scene as nice as this."
• "Well, then there's a first time for everything. Come and sit with me."
• Joe stood aside to reveal a large picnic blanket laid out on the floor. "Unfortunately food cannot be simulated, so we'll have to make do with the pleasure of each other's company. if you can stand to talk to me for a while."
• "How can I begrudge such a charming man?" Caroline replied and allowed herself to be led to the makeshift cover. She couldn't quite believe what was going on in front of her. Experiences like these were somewhat of a legend among porn x-tresses, that one day they would meet a wonderful man who would treat them like real people and romance them instead of the usual mechanics that took place. Determined to enjoy it while it lasted she sat down with Joe and smiled at him.
• The time passed quickly as they found themselves engrossed in conversation. Joe was a charming man, well-educated, humorous, and handsome, and Caroline found herself enchanted by him. She couldn't believe that such a wonderful man would have to resort to finding an X-tress to satisfy him. "Why are you doing this?" She asked the next time there was a lapse in the conversation. "You're a wonderful man. Why do you need to find an x-tress like me to do something like this?" He sighed, "My dear, despite my qualities I have yet to find a woman who appreciates them as much as you do. My wife displayed the ignominy of leaving me for another man about a year ago, and since then I have been alone and miserable." She smiled at the joke. "And now I find myself here, initially expecting a woman who would merely satisfy my needs, and instead I find a lovely lady who is willing to put up with my conversation as well!"
• Caroline giggled with the joke, but then she felt something else. "I guess I'd better give you what you're here for then." With that, she leaned forward, pulled her face towards his, and kissed him. Their tongues entwined with their shared passion, and she felt his hands roaming over her body as they kissed. He eased her back so that was lying on her back, and then pulled his lips from hers. "I want to enjoy this moment," he said, and with that, he descended her body. Easing the straps of her dress off, he softly nibbled at her neck, using his lips to suckle while his tongue trailed lightly over her skin. Presently her dress was at her waist, and his hands were gently massaging her breasts while his tongue flicked over her nipples, teasing them with almost invisible touches before surrounding them with his lips and sucking gently.
• After what seemed like an eternity he decided to move further down her body. She kicked the dress off with her legs as his tongue left a trail over her stomach and down towards her crotch. He paused with his mouth over her, and she felt his warm breath tickle her already flushed velvet lips. When his tongue pressed onto her Caroline couldn't control herself any longer, and let her sexual tension dissolve while he pushed his tongue into the cleft of her labia and played with her protruding clitoris.