Sorry I couldn’t finish this yesterday, but I’m sure you’ll understand I had to take the opportunity while it presented itself.
So Karine DID have an appointment with another client. They were sitting on high chairs in a corner of the cafe, facing each other. She’d pulled up her hair in a nice blonde ponytail and I had a great view of her profile (and did I mention how great a profile she has?). I didn’t want to get her into too much trouble with her customer, but wanted something a little bit sexy to happen. I could also tell he “liked” her and (when she wasn’t looking) was stealing glances at her big chest. (She was wearing a big wool sweater, but even that big loose thing couldn’t hide the big knockers beneath it.)
I decided that every time he stole a glance, I’d make her breasts and nipples more sensitive.
After 10-15 minutes of this, her aura was betraying her rising arousal, though she did a good job of hiding it from her client. She eventually folded her arms across her chest and craned her neck right and left in a veiled attempt at controlling her desire. She crossed her legs and squirmed very discreetly. I doubt her client noticed, but I knew she was getting hotter. By the end of the half hour, I had to leave, but by then her breasts were hypersensitive and she must have felt every little brush of the wool shirt over her bra. I could imagine her nipples being very hard and puffy, and she must have been mortified at feeling this way while at work.
I would’ve kept this up a bit longer, but as I said, I had to go to an appointment with my banker, so I couldn’t focus on her anymore.
I hope she made the sale, though…
(P.S. : I told this story to Jo this morning. She wanted me to shut up at first, but her rings soon got her moaning and groping her crotch in hope of resisting her incoming orgasm–she failed.)
–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”