Continue The Legacy

"Of course," he said quickly walking around the desk and checking his computer. "It appears we just had a cancellation and now have a vacancy," he said shooting a quick look of disdain at his front desk clerk.

He stepped from around the front desk and handed her a key. She followed him to the desk.

"No, need, Ms. Charles, I'll register you. Will there be anything else?"

"Yes, I haven't eaten. I'm famished. Please have Chef Pierre prepare us a special buffet, an assortment of goodies with lots of fruits and veggies."

"Right away, Ms. Charles."

She turned to Ashleigh.

"Do you like chocolate, Dear?"

Ashleigh nodded her head, yes.

"And include an assortment of pastry confections," she said to the manager.

"Would you like wine of a specific vintage, Ms. Charles?"

"Wine?" Jenna turned and looked at Ashleigh. "No, no alcohol. Tea, yes, we'll have tea. Bring us two pots of Earl Grey tea."

"Yes, Ms. Charles. May I assist you with anything else?"

"Yes, you may. In an hour, after we've eaten, please send up Priscilla from the boutique. My guest will need new clothes, a complete seasonal wardrobe. Also, around the same time have James come up from the salon to do her hair and Suzanne to give her a manicure and pedicure. Oh, and send Theresa up to do her eyebrows and makeup, and who is that girl who does the hair removal?"

"You mean, of course," said Michael, "the esthetician?"

"Yes," said Jenna.

"Lydia?"

"Yes, Lydia, of course. Ashleigh will need a complete spa treatment."

"Of course, Ms. Charles. Will there be anything else?"

"I think we are fine for the time being." She looked at Ashleigh. "Oh, where is your public restroom for my friend to use?"

"I can hold it until we get to the room," whispered Ashleigh to Jenna tugging on her sleeve and smiling a smile of embarrassment at Michael, as she just started doing the pee dance.

"Do you require assistance with your luggage, Ms. Charles?"

"No, we have no luggage."

"Very well," said Michael snapping his fingers at the front desk attendant. "Escort Ms. Charles and her guest to their suite."

"Yes, Sir."

"That won't be necessary, Michael," said Jenna. "I know my way," she said turning and heading for the elevator.

Once in the room, Jenna had the personal maid that came with the suite draw Ashleigh a bath, a bubble bath. Ashleigh was already sitting on the toilet peeing.

"Let me know when you are in the tub, Dear, and I'll gather up your things."

"Okay," she said over the splash of her body hitting the warm water, "I'm in."

Jenna entered the bathroom and surveyed the dirty rags that littered the floor.

"Do you have any personal effects that you want saved?"

"Just the hundred bucks you handed me earlier."

Jenna removed the hundred from Ashleigh's coat pocket with her fingertips and placed the money on the bathroom vanity table. She handed the mess of rags to the maid.

"Discard these, please."

"Yes, Madam. Thank you, Madam."

Jenna loitered in the bathroom watching Ashleigh bathe.

"Do you mind if I stay to chat?" Jenna pulled up a stool. "We've never had the chance to really talk about things."

"No, not at all," she said with a blush. "Thank you," she said with another blush. "It's been a while, since I had a bath.

"You're welcome, Dear." Jenna was so taken with this sweet, young girl and her blushing endeared her even more to her heart.

"I've taken lots of showers but this," she looked around, "this is nice, real nice." She looked around the bathroom, again. "This bathroom is the size of an apartment. It could sleep eight people," she laughed. She put the soap to her nose. "And these little soaps smell so good. I love them."

Jenna couldn't help but notice the dirt marks across Ashleigh's back, shoulders, and neck.

"May I do your back for you?"

"Sure, yeah, that'd be nice."

She lathered up a brush with soap and scrubbed away the dirt and grime.

"How long have you been homeless?"

"Two years, two months, and a day."

Jenna wasn't surprised by her answer. Just as she knew the exact amount of time she was homeless, she had similarly exacting replies from other homeless women, even down to the hour.

She couldn't help but stare at Ashleigh's breasts. She was a definite C cup, maybe even a small D cup. Ruth had D cup breasts. Jenna was barely a B cup and was very attracted to big breasted women. Yet, Ashleigh was so petite that the size of her breasts startled her and, at the same time, fascinated her. She had no idea she was so busty by the raggedy clothes she wore.

She moved the brush around in the water trying to dissipate the bubbles hoping to see more of her breasts and, maybe, her nipples. The sight of her naked, with the water revealing bits and pieces of her was erotic. Yet, the water was so dirty that it was difficult to see anything, at all.

"Ashleigh, Dear, maybe you should drain the water and shower off the soap." They have a wonderful steam shower that will do you a world of good.

"Yeah, the water really is black, isn't it?" Her face flushed with embarrassment. "I've showered as often as I could at the shelter, but I can't always get a bed and it's not always safe to leave your stuff unattended. I always try and sponge whenever I get to use the women's restroom, but it's been a while since I've had a real bath," she said again. "This feels so nice and so warm that I want to stay here forever." She shivered. "I've been so cold for so long, that I can never seem to get warm enough and this warm water feels so good." She looked at Emma and said with a laugh, "There's only so much of yourself that you can clean using the sink of the MacDonald's ladies room, before the manager threatens to call the police and throws you out."

"I'll have the maid turn up the heat."

Jenna disappeared for a few seconds and returned to watch Ashleigh step from the tub. She slipped a towel around her shoulders, before escorting her to the steam shower, helping her to activate the controls that controlled the spray jets. Jenna stood watching Ashleigh rinse off through the foggy glass. When she was done, she greeted her with a plush, oversized bath towel, while helping her to dry.

Not since Ruth died had Jenna had any interest in sex and now with Ashleigh standing naked not a foot away from her, her interest sparked her desire, quickened her pulse, and stole her thoughts. Ashleigh had massive breasts with huge nipples. Her pussy was covered with a full bush of dripping wet blonde hair, now darkened from the water. Even though she was a bit emaciated, Jenna discerned that she once had a wonderful figure.

Where Ruth's breasts sagged from the weight of them and from age, Ashleigh's breasts stood proud. Jenna was fascinated with her breast. She wanted to reach out and touch them, feel them, and caress them. She wished she could feel her nipple in her mouth, as she made love to her. It's been a long while since she's felt such desire and Ashleigh was unleashing it.

Jenna helped towel her dry with the huge, plush bath towels that the hotel supplied. It excited her to feel Ashleigh's naked body through the towel. She felt so small in her arms and it felt good to feel Ashleigh's breast, stomach, and buttocks through the towel. She had not touched another woman like this since Ruth. Matter of fact, Ruth was the only woman she ever touched. Now Ashleigh was the first woman she had seen naked, other than Ruth, in almost 20 years. She held out a thick, white terrycloth robe that came with the room and that had the Ritz logo on the breast.

"Slip this on, so you don't catch a chill, Dear." She handed her matching slippers, "Here, slip these on, too."

"Wow, that's neat that they give you slippers with the robe." Ashleigh tucked her face in the robe. "It's so soft and it smells so clean and fresh."

"Room service." A knock at the door announced the food cart and the maid, back from throwing out Ashleigh's rags. Jenna opened the door and stepped aside allowing the waiter to wheel in the cart and set the table. The maid scurried in the bathroom to quickly tidy it and supply it with fresh towels.

Ashleigh stood looking like a little girl mummified within the white plush of terrycloth. She could nearly have wrapped the robe around her twice, she was so small and emaciated. She was so sickening thin and ghostly pale that she blended in with the white bathrobe.

"There's so much food," she said looking at Jenna, as if she was a little girl on Christmas morning. "Is all that food for us?"

"Yes, Dear. Come sit here and help yourself."

Ashleigh gorged herself on the food, while Jenna sipped her tea and watched her with intent curiosity and fascination.

Half an hour later, another knock at the door delivered James, Theresa, Suzanne, and Lydia from the salon downstairs.

"Perfect timing," said Jenna standing to greet them. "We just finished eating. James, Theresa, Suzanne, and Lydia thank you all for coming up on such short notice."

"Oh, anything for you, Jenna, Sweets," said James.

"I have a special friend I would like you all to meet." She turned. "Ashleigh this is James from the salon downstairs. He'll be doing your hair. Theresa will be doing your eyebrows and makeup. Suzanne will give you a manicure and a pedicure, and Lydia will help you with hair removal."

"I ain't never had a pedicure before. I used to always give myself manicures but," she looked at her nails, "not for a long time."

Another knock delivered Priscilla and the suite was abuzz with people and activity.

"Hi Priscilla, how are you?"

"Great Jenna," she said giving her a hug. "It is so nice to see you out and about again, like your old self, before Ruthie took ill."

"Yes, well," she looked to Ashleigh, "I have a new project. Ashleigh, this is Priscilla. She'll be selecting your wardrobe."

Ashleigh tried to turn her head but James, working on her color, turned it back.

"Don't turn, Sweets," said James turning back Ashleigh's head.

"Nice to meet you," she said turning her eyes and without turning her head.

"Ashleigh what are your sizes?" Priscilla asked with pencil and pad in hand.

"Well, I used to be a size 4 but my clothes are swimming off me now."

"Let's make everything size 4," said Jenna. "She'll be eating regularly now. I'm sure that her normal weight will return very quickly." She laughed. "Now that she's in my charge, I'll fatten her up with all of this rich food."

"And your shoe size?"

"Seven."

"She's big through the bust," said Jenna. "What size are you on top, dear?"

"34 C."

"How tall are you?"

"I'm five-five."

"She needs everything, Priscilla, Dear, from lingerie to nightgowns to stockings to jackets to shoes." She looked to Ashleigh, "Which do you prefer, nightgowns or pajamas?"

"Nightgowns."

"Give me an hour, Jenna, and I'll return with a selection of fashions from which you can choose."

"Thank you, Priscilla. And give my regards to Cynthia and Emily for me."

"Oh, I will."

Over the next two hours, James and Theresa worked their magic and Suzanne complimented the makeup with the nail color, while Lydia did her magic. Ashleigh looked unrecognizable. She was stunningly beautiful.

"Oh, my God! I look so good," she said fawning over herself and primping in the mirror, "This can't be me. I can't believe it's me. I've never looked this good. I've never looked so beautiful."

"Don't cry," said Theresa with a hug, "you'll spoil your makeup."

"You were under there, Sweetie, once we plucked, cut, and colored," said James still holding his comb and mirror and stepping back to view his work from a distance. "You're gorgeous. The real Cinderella." He put a hand to his hip and laughed. "If I wasn't a gay man, I'd be asking you out for a drink."

James, Theresa, Suzanne and Lydia left and Priscilla returned with a complete spring wardrobe of pastels.

"I don't know which to pick," said Ashleigh holding up a flowered dress in orange chiffon, pale yellow linen pants, and a pale green cotton dress. "They are all so beautiful." Then, she looked at the price. "Jenna, this dress is six hundred dollars. I didn't pay that much for my car, when I had one."

"You don't have to pick, Dear, and don't worry about the prices. This is my treat," said Jenna to Ashleigh. "We'll take them all Priscilla. Thank you."

"I'll charge your account, Jenna."

"Oh, and, Priscilla, Dear, we will need another wardrobe for next season, as well. Can you bring what you have, when you have it, by my house?"

"It will be my pleasure, Jenna."

Priscilla was the last to leave them alone to relax from a busy day.

"I'm tired," said Ashleigh stretching and yawning. She looked over at the bed in the other room. "Do you think it'd be okay if I took a nap? All that food made me sleepy." She felt the soft fabric of the bedspread. "It's been a long time, since I've slept in a bed."

"Sure, of course, you may."

Ashleigh walked over to the king-sized bed and stretched out. Her bathrobe opened and her left breast and part of her pussy was visible to anyone looking and Jenna was looking.

Jenna stood by the bed watching Ashleigh sleep before sitting on the bed and leaning against the headboard next to her. It had been a busy day for both of them. An hour passed and Jenna started dozing herself. Ashleigh opened her eyes, reached over, and took her hand. Jenna opened her eyes and looked at the woman she so desired.

"I want to thank you for today. I could not have dreamed of a better day. You made me feel like Cinderella. You truly are my fairy Godmother."

Jenna caressed Ashleigh's forehead and then leaned down and lightly kissed her on the lips. She reached beneath her bathrobe and gently felt her breast before fingering her nipple. Immediately, Ashleigh's nipples became erect. She had huge nipples and Jenna could not wait to take them in her mouth.

"I know that I owe you for your kindness and generosity, but" she leaned herself up on her elbow and made eye contact with Emma. "You need to give me more time, Jenna. I'm not ready. This," she waved her hand over the immense room, "is overwhelming." She lifted Jenna's hand and kissed it. "I have feelings for you, but I don't know if they are the kind of feelings that you want or need." She took her hand, lifted it to her lips, and kissed it again. "I've never been with a woman before."

Jenna removed her hand from her breast.

"I understand, of course, Dear. There's no rush and no pressure. I'm happy to have you as my friend."

Ashleigh took Jenna's hand, opened her bathrobe, and pressed it against her breast allowing Emma to cup her breast and finger her nipple.

"It felt good when you did that. Lovingly gentle and not like any man who has groped me there before." She looked up at Jenna, ran her hand down her face, and lightly kissed her on the lips. "I like it when you touch me. I feel warm inside with your touch. You make me feel loved. Only, take it slow and give me time to respond to you." She looked down at Jenna's hand caressing her breast. "It's been a while since I've had sex." Suddenly, she looked sad, "It's been a while since anyone has touched me as lovingly as this."

"Yes, of course," she smiled at Ashleigh, happy by her spirit renewed. Jenna was so happy that she cried tears of joy. "Okay." She nodded her head and wiping her tears away with her handkerchief. "I'll give you as much time as you need."

They both fell asleep for a time holding one another, as a mother would hold her daughter. Then, Ashleigh awoke. She looked at Jenna sleeping and watched her sleep for a period. Stealthily, she explored her body hoping, no doubt, that she didn't startle her awake. By the way that she watched and touched Jenna, ever so lightly, she was curious. She felt her breast and her hips through her clothes watching to make sure that Jenna didn't awaken. Next, she lifted her skirt exposing her thighs and lifting it higher exposing her pink, silk panties. Obviously, she didn't dare touch where she was curious for fear of waking her.

It wasn't until Ashleigh moved Jenna's hand down from her breast to her stomach and lower still that Jenna began to awaken. Involuntarily, in her sleep, Jenna caressed Ashleigh's pubic hair. It was a loving touch, almost non-sexual. Then, Jenna opened her eyes looking at her protégé with questioning eyes.

"I was thinking," said Ashleigh looking at Jenna with a playful expression. "What if you were to give me a massage?"

"I can summon Rudolfo. He gives glorious massages."

"No, I'd rather you gave me the massage," said Ashleigh.

"Oh, that would be lovely, Dear," said Jenna clapping her hands like a schoolgirl. "I would love to give you a massage."

"That way, you know, you could explore my body without making it feel so sexual." She smiled at Jenna. "I've never had a massage, but always wanted one."

"Yes, that is a wonderful idea and a marvelous beginning." Jenna got off the bed. "I noticed that there's a basket with massage oils and various crèmes in the bathroom." She walked towards the bathroom. "Let's see what they have." She turned to Ashleigh. "You're going to just love it, too. It is so very relaxing." She was still talking, when she was in the bathroom. "I'll make an appointment for us with Gina, my masseuse, for a professional massage, later in the week."

When Jenna returned, Ashleigh had already removed her bathroom and was lying on her stomach naked. Jenna paused and stared at the sight of Ashleigh's nakedness. The sight of Ashleigh's buttocks with a tuft of pubic hair sticking out between her legs startled Jenna and she stopped in her tracks to stare.

"Wouldn't you like a towel, Dear, to cover yourself."

"Nah, I figured you've already seen me naked."

"I thought Lydia was going to remove your pubic hair."

"She removed everything else," laughed Ashleigh. "Besides, I've never been bald down there. I kind of like having a little something there. She trimmed it a lot." Ashleigh turned over on her back. "See."

"Yes, I can see that. You had quite the bush there before." Jenna walked closer to look. "Is that a heart?"

"Yeah," said Ashleigh looking down and laughing. "I thought it would be fun for her to trim my pubes in the shape of a heart. "What do you think? Does it really look like a heart? I think it kind of does." She spread her legs to reveal more of herself to Jenna.

"Yes," she said suddenly feeling a bit flushed.

"I love it," she said looking down at herself. "I'm never been so pampered having someone wax my legs."

It had been quite some time since Jenna had seen another woman's pussy. Ruth was the only woman she was ever with and now, this young, beautiful woman is there lying naked on the bed looking so innocently vulnerable. If she didn't know Ashleigh better, she'd think she was teasing her, but she wasn't. Being homeless has taught her to be immodest, if not immoral.

"I can see that it looks very much like a heart, a lovely heart." Jenna smiled, happy to have Ashleigh in her life. "It looks beautiful."

"Thank you, Jenna. I like it too," said Ashleigh still looking down at herself and fondling her tuft of hair.

Jenna put the massage oil in a cup and heated it in the microwave.

"Well, get on your tummy so that I can give you a proper massage."

Jenna applied some warm oil to Ashleigh back and shoulders rubbing it in deeply.

"Jenna, this feels wonderful. You have great hands."

She concentrated her massage on her neck, shoulders, and arms before gradually moving to her back and legs. She spent a considerable amount of time on her back and legs before she applied some warm oil to her buttocks.

"That feels weird," she said, "but good. I've been spanked a few times before, but I've never had my ass massaged," she said laughing

"You have an ass to die for, Ashleigh. I wish I was as firm." She continued massaging her gluts. "I was, once you know, when I was playing tennis regularly and swimming, before I hurt my shoulder and elbow. Now, I just walk."