Jenlisa Smuts 💦💦

Chauffeur

Credits to the Original Author.

Warning: Lisa (G!P)

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Lisa's POV

I'm Lalisa but many people call me Lisa. I guess they didn't like saying the extra syllable. I keep to myself in my profession, try to keep it professional. I say this shamelessly, I'm a driver. You're probably thinking that I'm lame, but it pays well. 

I'm not just any driver, I'm Jennie Kim's personal driver. Multi-billionaire fashion designer/model. This is the most rewarding job I've ever had. Never a dull moment when chauffeuring Miss Kim.

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Jennie's POV

Today is just not my day. I was late getting to work because my neighbour likes to make women scream in the middle of the night. It's hard to sleep at night with all of their moans, screams, and groans. Always leaving me hot, bothered, and alone and my vibrator just wasn't cutting it for me.

I scrabble around my flat in search of my belongings. I grab my phone, sketch pad, portfolio, agenda, and stuff it all into my bag. I dash for the door headed to the elevators. I board the elevator and press the lobby floor. Long way down from the 19th floor. 

Thoughts of last night still flash through my mind. My neighbour surely knows how to put in work. I should really get with him cause...whew the way he makes his women scream his name is orgasmic. Just thinking about it makes me wet.

I squirm at just how wet I am right now. Picturing that it was me who was screaming his name. Panting and writhing beneath him. To feel his hands all over me, his lips exploring my body. My breath hitches in my throat as I reach the lobby and I am completely unaware that I was just touching myself. I quickly straighten myself as nearly sprint out the front doors. I can't take this anymore. I need to relieve this...desire in me, NOW. 

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Lisa's POV

I see Miss Kim bolt out of the front door. She's already late so that accounts of her speedy pace. I jump out and prepare to open the door for her. She looks up to me and she looks flushed.

'God this woman is beautiful. Stop Lisa, she is your boss, your employer. You can't think of her that way' I think to myself. 

She climbs in the back of the car and I close the door. The privacy window is rolled up most of the way but there is enough space for me to see her if I looked. I see her sling her bag to the other side of the car and she slips her hand down her pants. I nearly combust from just witnessing that. I pry my eyes away from her.

'I don't want to watch. I mean I do, but I don't. Hell I want to be the one touching her like that. STOP IT LISA' I shout to myself in my thoughts. I refocus on the road as I hear her sweet moans drift to my ears. I can feel my dick harden in my pants to the point where it hurts.

I look in the mirror again and I see her speeding up her hand and whirling her hips. God I need to release this pressure. Seconds after that thought I hear her lust-filled voice say "Drive around the block till I tell you otherwise." I nearly explode in my pants at her voice.

I use my free hand to unbutton my pants. I can't take this any longer. I slide my hand in my pants and grip my stiff length. I clench my jaw and start to slowly pump up and down. I let out a moan, completely forgetting that she could hear me.

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Jennie's POV 

I rub my fingers faster and faster around my cl*t, getting closer and closer to my release. God it feels so good. I imagine it's my neighbour touching me like this. Then that image blurs and morphs into someone else. It's Lisa, my driver. That woman is sex on legs. If only she didn't work for me, the things I would do to her. Hell, the things I would let her do to me. I crack open my eyes and see how close I am to my office, I'm not done so work can wait.