Fun with Victoria and Jane Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Fun with Victoria and Jane Pt. 01

... great holiday. Mine went okay... except for a flood in my apartment. My cat, Noodle, learned how to turn on the shower while I was out shopping."

As Vince continues his intro, Jane runs her fingers up my left leg. I try to ignore it, but she tickles the back of my knee. My leg jumps. I shake my knee again to get her to stop. Suddenly, I hear a "click" and my chair lowers itself five inches. I gasp from the descent. Vince hears me.

"Oh, don't worry, Noodle landed on the balcony. She didn't jump to her death. I should add that," he mutters as he pulls a pen from his front pocket to fix his notes.

I take the opportunity to attempt to pump my chair back up. It was comically low, but Jane grabs the lever and won't let me do it.

"Damn it," I mutter and try to shoo her hand away.

"Did your chair break?" Vince asks.

"Huh? Yes, the cylinder loses pressure sometimes. I can fix it later. Keep going."

I lean back in my low chair and attempt to play it cool as Vince continues his story about Noodle. Jane wraps her warm hands around my calf muscles and massages them. It feels really good despite my irritation with her. Her hands continue their slow journey up my legs, and my heart rate rises with them. She caresses my thighs as she slides her hands into my skirt. Vince arrives at the technical part of his presentation as Jane's hands arrive on my ass cheeks for a squeeze. I shift in my chair. Is she trying to get us fired? She tangles her fingers in my underwear and ...

... starts to pull them down. Yep, she's trying to get us fired. I shake both my knees in protest. She pinches my ass in retaliation. I jump and try not to cry out. I was tempted to kick her at that point. She tugs at my underwear again, and I know what I have to do. I carefully raise my butt up off the chair so she can finish pulling them down. They were around my ankles an instant later, and my heart was suddenly pounding. Then Jane focuses her attention on rolling my skirt up to free my thighs from its tight hold.

"Okay... I need a dry erase board for this next part," Vince says and meets my gaze.

"What? Oh, uh, it's behind the bookshelf."

"Thanks."

Vince crosses the room to extract the board from its hiding spot as Jane finishes rolling my skirt up to my hips. I often have to shuffle in my seat to help her. If I didn't, I would get pinched. Suddenly, Jane grabs my knees and shoves them wide open. I suppress a gasp and try to close them, but she wrestles them apart and holds them open until I give in. I gulp and shiver as my temperature rises. I'm completely exposed to Jane under the desk. I know her face is inches away from my pussy because I feel her breath on my wet skin. My body suddenly aches with arousal in a way I have never felt before. It was utterly carnal. My face, neck, and chest are hot with blush as I wait for her next move. Vince scribbles a complicated floor plan on my tiny dry erase board as Jane begins to kiss and nibble her way along my inner left ...