Working Nights Part 1 - Sex Stories

Working Nights Part 1

... disappointment on her face.

Jennifer waited a moment, then leaned forward and placed a hand on the girl's knee. "I can do a few more minutes, free of charge if you want. The new girl's cleaning the bathroom anyway."

"New girl? There's someone else here?"

"Trust me, she'll be awhile," Jennifer reassured her.

"Oh, OK. But... But what are you going to do?"

Jennifer scrunched her face as she considered. "Well, we could keep stretching, or..."

"Or what?"

"Or I could give you a nice massage. Would you like that? Is it OK if I touch you?"

The nervous blonde girl blinked her eyes and then took a deep breath. She flipped her short skirt back down to cover her panties. After a moment, Alexis nodded.

Jennifer was only a few years older than Maria but was light years ahead in confidence. She had to have been, Jennifer had been single-handedly running the business since her Senior year in High School. Maria didn't believe it at first, there was no way someone could be that well put together. But now, as her boss casually straddled Alexis's legs and took a seat, she was sure.

The poor white girl flashed her teeth, and her little nose twitched the moment those soft hands took hold of her thighs. Her jaw just sort of locked open and wouldn't close while her eyes fought to remain open to track her trainer's hands. Higher they went, brushing up her legs. Alexis only looked on, grimacing as Jennifer dug her fingers in and raked slowly up her thick ...

... thighs.

"Does that feel good?" Jennifer asked quietly.

Alexis only nodded, there was fog in her eyes.

The fit Latina flattened her palms and washed them up Alexis's legs. She squeezed them like they belonged to her the way she curled her thumb into the soft, sensitive tissue of her thighs. She kept teasing higher and higher up her legs only to withdraw and start fresh from her knees every time her fingers backed into Alexis's skirt. It seemed to paralyze her. She just held her breath, carefully tracking each subtle movement and twitch in Jennifer's fingers, and then she'd let it all out with a loud sigh. Then, after a while, her eyes widened.

Jennifer's butt lifted from Alexis's shins as she leaned forward and resumed rubbing. Her tight, black yoga pants rose in the air behind her, conforming so neatly to her buttocks that it left little doubt to the two girls staring at her about what lay underneath. The silhouette mesmerized them the way the black material suffocated her cheeks as they flared out behind her. And Maria was convinced Jennifer had been telling the truth, she couldn't even find a hint of panties under her pants.

Alexis finally had time to appreciate the butt that she'd been stealing glances at all day, but she was too tense to take advantage and enjoy it. Jennifer's hands were once again dancing up her thighs and approaching the white cloth of her skirt. But all Alexis could do was hold her breath and watch as her skirt slowly, and unevenly, began to bunch up ...