I was at work early this morning (big deadline today), so I was pretty busy when Jo came in this morning. I didn’t pay her much attention until I noticed she had closed the door to our office and had come to stand next to my desk and waited without a word. Just like earlier this week, she was wearing a tight skirt.
I looked up at her, but she was staring at the door, as if making sure no one was walking in on us. Her aura showed she was pretty aroused, as many women are when they fantasize about something.
“What is it?” I asked. “I’ve got a deadline, I’m pretty busy.”
She muffled a squeal and leaned a hand against my desk to steady herself. Her eyes stayed fixed on the door.
“Do you… want something?” I asked again.
Her free hand slowly pulled the hem of her skirt up until she bare the junction of her thighs. She was bare! The tiny ring was right there, clearly visible, ready to vibrate at the sound of my voice.
“Ha!” I exclaimed. “Is that what you want?”
She suppressed a moan, her eyes never leaving the door. She thrust her hips just a bit forward.
“You’re actually ENJOYING your… problem, aren’t you? Well, I can’t blame you, I’d probably do the same thing if I had–”
“Rub!” she ordered quickly, her voice breaking as she stopped another moan. She was leaning more heavily against my desk and her breathing was heavy. She was clearly trying to suppress her squirming in case someone walked in on us, but doing a poor job of it.
Rubbing, now, hm? Sure, why not. So I kept talking and slipped my fingers between her thighs, as ordered. I don’t know how long she’d been fantasizing about this, but she was ready, if you catch my drift. I could feel the little ring vibrate hard above my hand and decided to press my palm against it. That elicited a yelp from her and her body grew very tense. I kept my hand there and, within moments, she was over the edge and quaking through a long orgasm.
And it was over. She left the office, no doubt to clean herself up, and returned some time later.
I can only conclude from this that she’s becoming a willing participant in this, whatever this is. Can’t wait to see what happens next…
–Jaycee
“I’m doing it.”