Jennie and Lisa are best friends with benefits, but Jennie is driving herself crazy wanting more. While navigating their complicated relationship, Lisa also discovers something surprising about herself. (Once upon a time, Lisa thought she was a top...
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Jennie definitely had the piece done and on Lisa's desk by the morning and had definitely gotten zero minutes of sleep that night.
Sitting at her desk, Jennie jumped when she saw Lisa's shadow standing next to her. When she turned her head to look, Lisa was holding the piece she'd written tightly in her fist. At first, Jennie was terrified that this would be another failure-after all, she'd been half asleep and fucked out when she'd written it-but when Lisa's gaze softened, she melted like wax dripping over the side of a candle.
"Good work, Kim," she said, actually smiling at her.
Jennie let out and audible sigh of relief.
"Would you please come into my office for a minute?" Lisa asked, her voice smooth.
But there was a hint of seduction there, and Jennie was pretty sure she knew what her boss wanted. Biting her lip, she said nothing and rose to her feet, following Lisa to her office. Lisa locked the door behind them, making Jennie swallow thickly.
The outfit Lisa was wearing didn't help, and neither did the deep, sexy red color of her blouse. Jennie was already wet in anticipation for what she hypothesized would happen next. Lisa was insatiable in her appetite for sex, so Jennie was fairly positive that what was coming was a request-no, a command-for gratification. And partly, Jennie didn't mind. Her own hormones were going wild already, and as she watched her boss move gracefully to sit on top of her desk, facing Jennie, she felt her knees go weak.
Nothing made her vulnerable like Lisa Manoban.
"You did well last night," Lisa finally mused, after letting Jennie simmer in the awkwardness for several long, painful moments.
Jennie blushed, dropping her gaze and trying not to look up Lisa's skirt as the woman spread her legs slightly with intention. This, of course, failed miserably, and as her gaze rose just enough to see Lisa's thong of red lace, she felt her stomach drop.
"Come here," The dark haired girl ordered, beckoning Jennie to join her.
Of course, the brunette obeyed without question, heart slamming wildly in her chest.
"What was that?" the CEO asked sharply, referencing Jennie's lack of a verbal response.
"Yes, Miss Manoban."
"Such a good girl," Lisa purred, putting her hands on Jennie's shoulders and pushing down forcefully until Jennie was in a kneeling position in front of her. "I should think you'd know what to do down there?"
Jennie blushed, looking directly at the Manoban's panties, and nodded her head in understanding before slowly sliding the garment down and off, setting them neatly on the floor beside her.
Before Jennie could dip her head under the CEO's skirt, Lisa smiled down at her, tangling her fingers in her hair, and commented, "You're so pretty when you blush."
