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Caught out at work

1/22/2007

It was turning out to be another busy night at work for Jennie.
Working in a department store during the holiday season
was enough to test the patience of even a saint under normal
circumstances. But today had been worse than normal. She
had volunteered to work this extra day when one of the other
girls had called out sick. In effect, she was working a double
shift in a little less than twenty-four hours. Luckily,
there was only three hours left, and she had the next day
off. She was looking forward to some peace and quiet.


That all ended when she heard her name called over the intercom,
asking her to report to the manager's office. "What
could they want me for?" she wondered as she walked
across the store. She wasn't due for her yearly evaluation,
and she'd done a good job as the new accountant for the
store. "Maybe they want to give me a raise, "
she thought inwardly, causing a slight smile to creep across
her full red lips.


The smile quickly evaporated as she saw her immediate supervisor
Tess sitting behind the manager's desk. Of all the
people she'd had to deal with in the store over the past
two years, she'd gotten along the worst with her. Standing
roughly five and a half feet tall, pale green eyes, with
long brunette hair that she kept tied up in a tight bun, Tess
gave the impression of a strict supervisor. Jennie preferred
the word "bitch." After all, she wasn't
the only woman in the store who didn't get along with
Tess.


Tess waved to the seat across the desk. "Have a seat,
Jennie. There's something we need to discuss."


Once seated, Tess got up and walked around to the front of
the desk. She perched herself on the corner of it, her skirt
settling around her knees. Taking a long look at her, Jennie
thought that Tess might be considered a stunning woman,
if her personality didn't suck so badly.


"Do you enjoy working here?"


"Yeah. I mean, if I didn't, I wouldn't have
stayed here for the last two years."


"And you've done a good job here in that time,
right?"


"I'd like to think so, yes." Jennie was
beginning to wonder where this was going, but she was sure
she wasn't going to like it.


"And you've never done anything that might cause
you to be let go, have you?"


"No! Why in the world would I do that?"


Tess cocked her head slightly to the side, looking Jennie
straight in the eyes. "Are you sure?"


The way she said that made the little hairs on the back of
her neck stand on end. "Yes, I'm sure."


Tess stood up and walked over to a television set on a cart
in the corner. Turning the device on, she picked up the remote
control and sat back down behind the desk. "Then I
can't understand what you might call THIS."
As if to emphasize the last word, Tess pushed the "play"
button for the VCR under the set, causing a picture of the
back stockroom area to appear.


Jennie couldn't stop a small gasp from escaping from
her lips as she saw something that had happened over a month
ago recorded on tape. Her hands covered her mouth as she
saw herself and a male co-worker, Mike, kissing passionately
in front of the stockroom desk. In short order, their clothes
began to disappear as they stripped each other naked in
their eagerness. She sat in shock as Tess allowed the tape
to run for another few minutes, clearly showing the two
fucking each other on top of the desk. When the screen went
blank, Jennie sat in silence, sure of what was to come next.



"Imagine what I was thinking when I saw this, "
Tess said with disappointment evident in her voice. "Two
of my best employees, using the back as their own little
love nest. If this isn't grounds for being fired, I
don't know what is." She turned to look at Jennie.
"And it's especially shocking as you're
a 'happily' married woman with two kids."


Jennie began to feel tears well up in the corners of her eyes.
She was dead in the water, and was unable to do anything to
defend herself.


Tess moved the chair forward, until she was as close to Jennie
as she could get with the desk between them. "Imagine
what your husband would think if you not only lost your job,
but he discovered that you'd been unfaithful..."


If it was possible, Jennie's heart sank even further
at the prospect. Shortly after she and Will, her husband,
had gotten married some ten years ago, she'd had a one-night
stand that he'd found out about. While he had forgiven
her that one time, he had warned her that any future affairs
would end their marriage. She doubted he'd forgive
her THIS time.


Bringing herself back to the present, she looked up and
saw Tess sitting there with that damned self-satisfied
grin that she wore when she was screwing somebody over.
"FUCK YOU!" she wanted to scream in her face,
but knew that she had to play it cool if she wanted to keep
her job. Instead, she said, "I'm sorry. I don't
know what else to say. It was a one-time thing, and I'd
never allow it to happen again. I promise."


Tess shook her head slowly. "You know, I'm afraid
that's not going to be enough. After all, it's
not just you who's in trouble here. Mike is just as much
in peril of losing HIS job right now." That thought
chilled Jennie even further.


"What can I do to make this right? I don't want
to cost Mike his job! I mean, me getting fired is one thing.
That's my own fault. But he's young and single
yet, and I wouldn't want to be the cause of his being
out, especially this time of year."


"Seems to me that's he's a big boy, and fully
accountable for his own actions, Jennie."


"I know, I know." She was getting desperate
now. There HAD to be a way out of this! "But there's
got to be a way to atone for my mistakes. Maybe a couple of
days off without pay, or a written reprimand."


Tess looked doubtful. "Somehow, when management
sees this tape, I doubt any written punishment will be enough."


Jennie decided to appeal to the personal side of her supervisor.
"C'mon, Tess. I know you and I haven't exactly
gotten along over the last couple of years. But there's
GOT to be something you and I can work out."


"Are you suggesting that I should put MY job at risk
too?"


"No! Not at all! I think I've done enough of that
already. But do you REALLY have to show that to anyone in
management? I'm sure you could just forget that it
exists."


"In other words, hide it?"


"Exactly!"


Tess leaned forward, her eyes locked with Jennie's.
"And just why should I do that? Like you said, we haven't
exactly gotten along since you started here..."


Jennie was getting tired of playing her game. "Look,
I begging you, as one woman to another, to let this go. I'll
do anything you want."


Tess's eyes seemed to light up at the word "anything."
"Are you so sure you want to say 'anything'
Jennie?"


Jennie moved away from her, pushing as far back in her chair
as possible. "Well, nothing illegal. I DO have kids
to worry about."


Tess chuckled. "No, I'm not exactly into the
jail scene myself." She sat back and crossed her legs,
allowing her hands to run back and forth along them. She
closed her eyes, letting Jennie sweat for a minute or two.
When she did look back at her, she had an evil glint to them.
"Well, there IS something I have in mind..."


Jennie jumped at the opening, placing her hands flat out
on the desktop. "You name it, and it's yours!"


Tess reached out and placed her hands over the other pair,
staring deep into her employee's eyes. "I want
YOU."


After a moment's silence, Jennie urged, "For...?"


Tess started to caress the fingers beneath hers. "No,
you don't understand. I...WANT...YOU."


As Tess's gaze began moving over Jennie's body,
the younger woman finally got the picture. She pulled her
hands away from Tess's, crossing her arms over her
chest. She suddenly felt very exposed dressed only in a
tank top and tight pair of blue jeans, with her work smock
covering her to some extent. "Tess, I'm not into
that sort of thing!"


Tess nodded. "Sure you're not, " she cooed
sarcastically. "That's what most women say
in public. But we all have that secret desire to find out
what it's all about..."


Jennie shook her head emphatically. "No, I mean it!
Will has tried to convince me to try that, and it's never
worked. I just don't find other women attractive!"


Tess sighed, and extracted the tape out of the machine.
"That's too bad. I guess I have no choice then
to go turn this in, then."


As she began to move towards the door, Jennie nearly screamed,
"WAIT!" Tess turned and cocked her head. "Yes?
You have something to say?"


Jennie was trapped, and was getting sick with every second
that passed by. "Tess, isn't there anything
else I could do? ANYTHING?"


"Jennie, I find you extremely sexy, and have wanted
you ever since your initial interview. I'm afraid
that's the only thing that could keep me quiet."
She noticed that the other woman was about to break out in
tears, so she moved over and sat on the edge of the desk. "Look,
I can see this is a very tough decision for you to make. Tell
ya what: I'll give you until the end of your shift in
three hours. By that time, I want an answer. If you don't
accept by then, you might as well clear out your personal
effects." She reached out and cupped Jennie's
face in her hands. "Trust me, Mar. I might seem like
a bitch here, but I'm an extremely gentle and caring
person at heart. We could make each other feel sooo damned
good. Just think about it, and let me know." With that,
she turned and headed out the door, leaving Jennie alone
with her thoughts.


*****


"What the FUCK am I supposed to do?" she whined.
Jennie was sitting at the rear lunch table with Mike and
their best friend at work, Claire. She'd just finished
telling them everything, including Tess's blackmail
offer.


Mike was still struggling with the news that they'd
been caught on tape. "I don't know. I just can't
believe she's doing this!"


Jennie hung her head and leaned it on her arms, which were
crossed on the table. "What do you expect from the
bitch?"


Claire giggled. "I just can't believe you guys
did it in the store room! Didn't you ever think someone
might catch you?"


Mike shook his head. "Looks like neither one of us
was thinking much at the time, Claire."


"Dammit!" Jennie said as she slammed her hand
down on the table. "What she's doing is sexual
harassment! Can't I bring her up on charges?"


"Who do you think they're gonna believe?"
Claire asked. "After all, she's got the tape.
Once she shows that to either of the managers, they'll
just think you're making something up to save your
job."


Jennie began to cry. Mike moved over and held her in his arms.
"Look, Jennie, don't worry about me. I'll
just go out and get another job. I can't make you suffer
through this."


"No! Mike, you're up for a promotion to supervisor
after the holidays! You've worked too hard and too
long to give it all away now!"


"And just how do you suppose I'll keep my job now,
with that tape in her hands? Unless you're gonna give
IN to her shit!!"


"Do you think she might be bluffing?" Claire
asked. "I have a hard time believing even SHE could
be that cold!"


Jennie looked up. "Oh, trust me, she's dead serious.
She's got something in mind that she wants. You know
what happens when she's like that. She either gets
her way, or she becomes a bitch. No, she's all too serious
about this."


After a few more minutes of silence, Claire spoke up again.
"You know, it might not be all that bad..."


Mike shot her a dirty look. "Are you kidding me? Do
you honestly expect Jennie to do something that's
she's completely against?"


"Nooo... but being with another woman is actually
pretty exciting."


Mike snorted. "Oh, like you'd know!"


"Actually, I do."


Both Jennie and he stared at Claire. "You're
kidding!" Jennie finally said.


"Nope. It was about three years ago. Me and this girl
Anita were working in 'Victoria's Secret'
in the mall. All day long, we were constantly dealing with
bitchy women. Finally, one day, a guy came into the store.
He asked for some help getting some lingerie for his wife
for their anniversary. We did, with me even going so far
as to model for him, as I'm almost the same size as his
wife. He bought a ton of stuff, and gave us a huge tip, something
like $100 to split between the two of us. After he was gone,
I went into the dressing room to get redressed. Next thing
I know, Anita's hand were all over my body. I'll
admit, modelling bras and panties had gotten me all worked
up, so I was ready for just about anything. At that point,
I had NO problem getting 'busy' with her. And let
me tell YOU, it was a blast! I've never come so hard in
my life!"


Mike's jaw hung open. Jennie just shook her head. "I
would never have guessed that you'd do something like
that, Claire. I mean, you've never given any idea that
you're into women too!"


"Well, before that, I hadn't been. But, since
then, I've thought about from time to time. But I just
haven't found anyone I'd trust enough with my
little 'secret'. But it was a blast, Mar."


"Wow!" was Mike's response. "This
is all going on around me, and I'm oblivious to it all!"
He chuckled. "Hey, maybe Claire should take your
place, Jennie. Or you could both take her on."


"Men!" Jennie exclaimed. "You're
just like my husband, a pig!"


He put his hands up. "Hey, I was only kidding! Don't
bite my head off!"


Claire rubbed her chin. "You know, that's not
such a bad idea, Jennie. I'd be willing to take her on
for you. I'd give her a licking that she'd NEVER
forget!"


Jennie laughed. "You know, I believe you would. But
I couldn't punish you like that. This is my problem
to deal with."


Claire shrugged. "That's up to you. Just keep
it in mind, 'cause I'm serious."


"I know, and I appreciate it." She sighed and
closed her eyes. "I don't get it? What does she
see in me? There are plenty of younger, prettier girls here.
Why would she want ME?"


"Because you're a damned sexy woman, "
Mike answered.


"You bet you are!" Claire chimed in.


Hearing her best friends say that, she began to blush furiously.
Standing just over five feet tall, she kept herself in pretty
good shape. Her stomach had flattened back out after having
the kids, emphasizing her ample 36c chest. She wore her
hair short, but stylishly, colouring it red once a month,
which she was told nicely offset her blue eyes. "Thanks
guys. I appreciate the kind words. But it still doesn't
solve anything." She looked up at the clock. "And
I only have about ninety minutes to give her an answer."


Claire gazed off into the corner. "You know, you'll
probably think I'm crazy, but I think you should do
it."


"You're right. I DO think you're nuts!"


"But what would be so bad about it? Despite her shitty
personality, she IS a beautiful woman."


"You've got to be kidding me! The very idea of
her touching me makes me sick to my stomach."


"Why?"


Jennie frowned. "What do you mean, why?"


"Why? Despite the fact that she's a woman, there
would be no difference in her touch. In fact, being a woman,
she might even make you feel better than most guys."


"Have you lost your mind?"


Claire got up and walked around the table until she was standing
in front of her friend. "Stand up, " Claire
ordered.


"Why?"


"Just trust me and stand up."


She sighed and stood, her body less than a few inches from
Claire's. At five feet two, Claire wasn't much
taller than Jennie, but she was thinner, with a slim body
and smaller breasts. Her blonde hair flowed down her back,
which gave her almost a waifish look. "There. Now
what?"


Claire shrugged her shoulders, taking her smock off. "Take
yours off too."


"This is crazy, " she said, but humoured her
friend. The air was cool in the room, and she could feel her
nipples starting to harden, pushing against the thin material
of her red-striped tank top. "Probably giving Mike
a nice view, " she thought absently. "OK, what
now?"


"Close your eyes and trust me."


With a sceptical look, she did as asked. For a few seconds,
there was no sound, except for their breathing. Then, as
if from out of nowhere, she felt fingers reach out and touch
the side of her breasts. Her eyes flew open and she was about
to yell at Claire, but the blonde woman cut her off.


"Trust me. Now, close your eyes again, and relax."


"Yeah, fat chance, " she thought silently.
Again, nothing happened for a few seconds, and then she
felt Claire's hands on each breast, lightly tracing
the contour of them. Despite being uncomfortable with
this, she had to admit her friend's touch was nice.


Slowly, almost without her noticing, the fingers began
to move inwards, moving in soft, gentle circles until Jennie
felt her nipples being caressed through her shirt. With
a soft gasp that surprised her, she felt a jolt of lightning
shoot out from those spots, running to connect with the
warmth beginning to form between her legs. Her breathing
began to increase as Claire expertly teased her. She could
feel the tension leave her body, as she became quickly aroused.



Then, just as abruptly as it had started, it stopped. It
took a second, but she finally opened her eyes to see Claire
standing in front of her, a red flush covering her cheeks.
"See?" Claire asked in a whisper. "I know
you would like that."


Without thinking, Jennie asked, "Why did you stop?"


Smiling, Claire put her jacket back on. "Because,
if I hadn't, you'd have a female tongue between
your legs by now, Mar. And if I'm gonna do that to you,
it'll be in private, back at my house. " She tilted
her head towards Mike, who was sitting in shock with a huge
smile on his face. "Without an audience, "
she added with a giggle.


"No fair!" Mike pouted, which caused both women
to laugh.


*****


An hour and a half later, Tess's office door opened
and Jennie stepped in. With a flutter in her stomach, she
watched the younger woman walk in and sit down across from
her.


"Not that I'm too happy with it but... Ok, I'll
do it, " Jennie managed to croak out. "BUT,
I want the tape now, before this happens."


Despite the fact that she was overjoyed with the news, Tess
shook her head. "Sorry, not until AFTER we're
done."


Jennie's eyes closed down to slits. "How do I
know I can trust you to keep your word, and NOT make copies?"


Tess looked honestly hurt. "Look, I might be a bitch
most of the time, but I'm honest to my word. I promise
that you'll have the only copy of the tape."


After a moment's thought, Jennie nodded. "Alright.
How do you want to do this?"


Struggling not to clap and jump up and down, Tess wrote down
her address and phone number on a post-it note. "This
is my place. I know you have off tomorrow during the day,
and your kids are in school, so come over about ten or so.
After all, I don't want your husband asking you where
you're off to. He might start wondering if something
is going on."


Getting pissed off, Jennie snatched the note off of the
desk and started walking out of the office. She had her hand
on the doorknob when she heard Tess again. "Oh, and
Jennie? If I don't think you're trying your best
and enjoying it, the tape will be in the manager's office
by the next morning. Understand?"


Without a word, Jennie just glared at Tess and walked out.


Despite Claire's efforts to persuade her that she
could indeed enjoy another woman's touch, Jennie's
stomach was flopping around as she drove up to Tess's
house. "This is something I don't want to do,
but I HAVE to do it, " she thought to herself as she
walked up the front sidewalk. "But I'll be fucked
if I allow myself to enjoy ANY of it! I don't give a damned
what that bitch thinks!"


Almost immediately, the door opened and Tess waved her
in. Jennie had been expecting her to be dressed up in some
gaudy, perverted outfit. The exact opposite was true.
She wore a simple, though tight, white turtleneck, which
showcased the woman's ample cleavage. The tan pants
were a nice contrast, and the flats she had on her feet gave
a casual look to the outfit. Jennie had decided to go with
a very non-sexual outfit of baggy jeans and black shirt
topped off by one of Will's old flannel shirts. She
was not going to give Tess the satisfaction of seeing her
in anything that could even come close to revealing or enticing.


Once inside, Tess took her coat and disappeared down the
main hall. Jennie walked into the living room and was impressed
despite herself with Tess's decorating taste. Everything
was done in white or black, with most of the cabinets highlighted
with mirrored surfaces. It was a style she'd love to
have in her home, but the kids made that impossible. She
noticed that the fireplace on the far wall was lit, giving
off a welcome heat that she was drawn to. Due in part to her
nerves, and to the chilly temperatures of December in the
Northeast, her hands were freezing. She held them out,
revelling in the comforting warmth of the fire.


She was so engulfed in her own thoughts that she nearly screamed
when a hand landed on her shoulder. She spun around to see
Tess holding a bottle of what she assumed was wine in one
hand. The taller woman's eyes were wide in shock. "I'm
sorry, Jennie! I didn't mean to scare you like that!"


Jennie shook her head. "You didn't scare me.
I was just zoning out. Trying to get some things under control."


"How about some wine while you think?"


"I know what you're trying to do, you bitch, "
Jennie thought silently to herself. "Get me drunk
and take advantage of me." Luckily, she wasn't
a big drinker, and doubted her stomach could tolerate any
alcohol this early in the morning. "No, thanks. Wine's
not really my thing."


Tess shrugged. "I can always get you something else.
Beer, champagne, wine cooler..."


"No. But what I COULD use would be some coffee. Milk
and sugar, if you can."


"You got it. Care to join me in the kitchen?"


Jennie shook her head. More likely than not, the kitchen
was much smaller than the living room, giving her supervisor
more opportunity to make a move. She wanted to keep her distance
for as long as possible.


Once Tess had left, Jennie sat in a chair near the fireplace
and put her head in her hands. "If only there hadn't
been cameras in that damned store room!" she cursed
silently. Of course, it should have been rather obvious,
but neither her nor Mike had been thinking about cameras
and people watching at the time.


She sighed, wondering if she could bear up to all of this
today. Of course, Tess had warned her that she'd turn
the tape in if she wasn't "enjoying" the
sex. "But I've faked orgasms before, "
she thought. "I can do it again."


Tess returned, handing the cup over to the younger woman.
She noticed that she had purposefully worn baggy clothes.
"Not that you'll be wearing those for long, "
she thought to herself. She wasn't going to let this
drag on too long. After all, she honestly didn't want
to turn Jennie in. She did like the woman. But she'd
had the hots for her since she'd first started working
in the store, and this might very well be her only opportunity
to get her into her bed.


"I just don't understand why she's so opposed
to this, " she wondered while Jennie sipped at the
hot liquid. After all, despite being in her late thirties,
Tess knew she was a very attractive person. It wasn't
a matter of ego, just something she'd heard often enough
from her previous partners. "Aside from the moans
of pleasure, of course, " she thought wickedly.


"How's your coffee?" she asked Jennie.


"Fine, thank you, " she replied, with an obvious
frost to her words.


"This isn't going to be easy, " Tess thought.
"But, then again, if it were, it wouldn't be any
fun."


"Look, Jennie, you don't have to do this, "
she said in an attempt to loosen her partner up. "I
refuse to force any of this onto you."


Jennie looked up with heat in her blue eyes. "Then
give me the tape and let me go home."


"Am I that unattractive to you?"


Jennie put the coffee down and crossed her arms over her
chest. "It has nothing to do with your looks, Tess.
I'm sure that a lot of guys, and some women, for that
matter, would find you very pretty. But I just don't
find anything appealing in the thought of two women being
sexually involved."


"How would you know if you've never given it a
chance? Take it from personal experience, it can actually
be better in some ways."


She got up and walked towards Jennie, stopping only after
she was standing inches from her. She put out a hand. "Stand
up and give me a chance to prove it to you."


"So, this is it, " Jennie thought in disgust.
"Maybe it's better if we get it done and over with."
She stood up without taking Tess's hands, her arms
re-crossing over her chest. "OK, here I am, "
she said. "You're obviously the experienced
one. Let's just get this done with."


For a second, Tess almost gave in and sent her home. Jennie
seemed like she'd never relax and let it happen. But
she gathered herself, determined to go through with it.
She reached out and touched her face, letting her fingers
run along Jennie's cheekbone, down to her full lips.
Jennie closed her eyes tight, steeling herself for what
came next. Tess reached out and uncrossed the younger woman's
arms, having them hang by her sides. She then quickly unbuttoned
the flannel shirt, sliding it off, getting no help from
Jennie.


What she found under the flannel gave Tess some hope. Jennie's
nipples were plainly obvious beneath the black shirt,
sticking out against the cotton material. She smiled,
wondering what was running through the other's mind.


Jennie was trying her best to ignore Tess's touch.
She actually didn't mind the caress of her face, but
once Tess reached down and uncrossed her arms, she knew
what was coming next. The shirt slipped off, and she felt
her body betray her as her nipples began to harden. "It's
gotta be the cool air, " she thought vainly, not wanting
to admit to any sexual excitement. But seconds later, Tess
cupped her breasts in her hands. She felt a shudder run through
her body. "No!!" her mind screamed, trying
her best to will the feelings away.


Tess grinned, feeling the tremor run through Jennie's
body. She continued to run her hands over her body, caressing
her stomach, moving up the sides of her rib cage, seeing
Jennie's chest rise and falling in an increasing pace.
She moved around behind Jennie, sliding her hands over
the smaller woman's lower back, up to her shoulder
blades, then back down her chest, barely touching her breasts
on the side.


Jennie opened her eyes when she felt Tess's touch move
to her back, wondering what the hell she was up to. It didn't
take long, as Tess's body pressed against her from
behind, the older woman's breasts pressing against
the area just below her shoulder blades. Almost against
her will, Tess's touch was beginning to ignite a fire
through her upper body. She tried everything she could
to distract herself, thinking about work, her kids, and
her husband. But it wasn't doing much good. Her body
was clearly dictating her reactions at this point.


Tess was thrilled with the way Jennie's body seemed
to press back against hers. She leaned down and kissed her
neck, running her tongue up under the area of the ear lobe,
a spot she knew she loved to have teased. She sucked on her
neck, feeling her accelerated pulse through the jugular
vein on the side of her neck. Deciding to experiment, she
licked up inside of the ear, blowing ever so slightly.


"Shit!" Jennie thought as Tess blew into her
ear. It was one of her weaknesses normally, and it only seemed
to be enhanced by her mental struggle. She couldn't
believe her body was betraying her this way. "I've
got to get control, " she thought furiously, fixing
her gaze across the room. That turned out to be a huge mistake.
Directly across from them was the mirrored side of the fireplace.
She could clearly see Tess tucked in behind her, her hands
wandering over her body, touching and teasing all of the
right places. She wanted to close her eyes, but the sight
of the seduction captivated her.


Tess was on fire herself, feeling such a rush of erotic pleasure
course through her blood as she slowly but surely broke
through Jennie's mental defences. She decided to
turn up the heat a little at that point. She pushed Jennie
from behind, until the shorter woman was inches from the
mirror. She took her wrists in her grip and placed Jennie's
open palms on the cool reflective surface. Then, she eased
her touch down to her elbows, her forearms, moving towards
Jennie's dangling tits. She quickly squeezed them,
seeing Jennie close her eyes in pleasure. "No, keep
your eyes open, please, " she whispered in her ear,
wanting the site of what she was about to do sear itself into
Jennie's mind.


She wanted to say no. She wanted to keep her eyes closed.
But the feelings seemed to be even stronger when she had
nothing to focus her attention on, when her imagination
and passion ran wild. And she held no doubts, her sex drive
was fully engaged, her body primed for arousal. Almost
like she was watching someone else, she saw and felt Tess
pull her shirt out from her jeans, her hands slipping quickly
under it. The cool presence of her touch on her heated body
caused goose bumps to form on her skin. When Tess's
hands touched her chest over her bra, a gasp escaped her
lips. She looked at her face in the reflection, clearly
seeing a flush over her cheeks, her pupils wide as she was
quickly losing the battle.


When she heard the gasp, Tess knew she almost had Jennie.
"Time to seal the deal, " she thought as she
continued to kiss and nibble on Jennie's ears and neck.
Her fingers glided over the silk material of Jennie's
bra, setting fire wherever they touched. She quickly found
the front closure of the bra and unsnapped it, allowing
Jennie's full breasts to spill into her palms. Tess
pinched and rolled the nipples between her thumb and forefinger,
causing a hot jolt to shot straight from Jennie's chest
to her pussy, causing a dampness to spread rapidly. She
looked up and saw Jennie close her eyes, her forehead leaning
against the mirror, her lips parted and panting. "Now
for the final stroke."


"I don't know how much longer I'll be able
to hold out, " Jennie thought desperately, her thoughts
running in a million different directions as Tess expertly
seduced her. "How can she bring these feelings out
of me? She's a woman, for God's sake!" Jennie
was still trying to fight the feelings, hoping against
hope that reason would re-establish itself in her mind.
But her thought process was interrupted when she felt one
of Tess's hands leave the torturing of her breasts
and roam down her bare belly. It became clearly evident
where it was heading. "Oh no you don't!"
She moved one of her hands down to intercept Tess, but she'd
moved too late. By the time she'd responded, Tess had
slid her hand under the loose waistband of the baggy jeans,
wiggled beneath the waistband of her panties, and placed
itself over her soaping wet pussy. She pressed her hand
against Tess's wrist, trying to halt the descent,
but Tess whispered into her ear, "Try to ignore THIS..."
As if struck by lightning, all thoughts of resistance fled
when Tess's finger slipped between her lips, almost
immediately finding her enlarged clit. Jennie moaned
and slapped her hand back against the slick wall, needing
both arms to steady herself against the flood of desire
shooting through her body.


"Oh God!" she groaned as Tess's finger
stroked her quickly. Almost like a tornado, she felt her
orgasm build down in her feet, running up her legs, spreading
up past her groin, igniting her chest, swallowing her mind.
She heard herself nearly scream out in release as her body
locked up, her muscles clamping down around Tess's
invading finger, her body exploding in exquisite pleasure.
Her head threw back as she groaned, not caring who was doing
this to her, only relishing the feeling of pure sexual lust.

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ok dont stop now my cock is rock hard!

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