Tiredly, Tiffany sighed then yawned

Tiredly, Tiffany sighed then yawned, rubbing away the sleep from her eyes. She knew she worked too much, here she was at home still finishing projects that could be picked up tomorrow at the office, but she was too determined to get everything done.



“I was just getting ready for bed Jessica. You don’t have to worry.” Tiffany replied, gathering the sheets of paper beside the keyboard into a folder. “Is there something you wanted?”



Jessica shook her head, turning around to the door. “I was just coming in to see if you fell asleep by the computer again.”



Tiffany collected the last of her sheets and placed the folder into a locked draw. She took a hold of the wireless keyboard and put that into the top draw.



Glancing at the lock mounted on the wall above the computer, Tiffany scoffed. It was already three am, she had planned to go to bed at midnight and even aware of how late it was Tiffany couldn’t find herself to relax. She was tense and she knew the root of it was due to stress, which is what her job has been giving her lately.



“I’m sorry. I haven’t been giving you much attention.” Tiffany apologized. “My dad pays a lot for your “assistance” doesn’t he?” Jessica’s stance turned stiff. “Come here.”



She watched Jessica obey and once she was within distance, Tiffany took a hold of her waist and pulled Jessica on to her lap. She gasped when she felt Tiffany’s hand run along her legs. The hands moved up to Jessica’s thighs, stopping at her shorts briefly before wrapping around her waist. Tiffany wrapped her into a hug, resting her chin on Jessica’s shoulder and exhaling. Slim hands rested onto Tiffany’s upper back and each time she breathed out Jessica can feel how tense the muscles were.



“When was the last time we talked?” Tiffany asked.



“Two weeks ago.” Jessica replied, unsure if that was the exact amount.



It felt longer to her and probably almost a year to Tiffany, judging by how tense she was.



The chair was pushed forward, trapping Jessica’s back against the desk ledge. Tiffany released her and leaned back to get a full view of Jessica’s position.



“I’m sorry.” Tiffany whispered.



She took a hold of Jessica’s hand and kissed her wrist. Jessica started to shake.



Slowly, Tiffany’s grip on her arm shifted and their hands were tangled together into a firm hold. Jessica let out a heavy breath of her own. She was pulled forward again and felt Tiffany’s lips pressed against her collarbone. She chuckled when she heard Jessica gasp.



“It’s okay. I don’t really have much say in how your job goes.” Jessica mumbled.



With her free hand, Tiffany pushed Jessica’s hair aside and kissed the side of her neck. She felt the older woman flinch and the grip on their linked hands tightened. The kiss shifted to her cheek and her temple and lightly the tip of Tiffany’s nose brushed against Jessica’s ear. It was already red and far more truthful than Jessica’s behavior. Tiffany licked the outer shell of Jessica’s ear and she let out a moan, making the ear darken in shade.



“You’re so sensitive.” Tiffany laughed.



“It’s because it’s been so long since I’ve been with you.” Jessica whimpered. “I wanted to wait for you.”



Tiffany shifted, making eye contact with Jessica and watched her face frown then relax as she tried to hold back her moans and control herself from not begging. Tiffany cupped her face and brushed her thumb along Jessica’s chin. The small action made Jessica’s eyes flicker and darken.



“You haven’t slept with anyone else when we weren’t together?” Tiffany asked.



It was not an uncommon behavior from Jessica. She had other clients and a company that changed her schedule around. It took Tiffany some time to get used to the idea, but now she was a little more calm about the thought of someone else with Jessica. It kept her pleased when Tiffany was too busy with work.



“No, I begged your father to pay for me to be with you for a month.” Jessica answered. “I had to charge him half price to win him over.”



Tiffany felt her stomach tighten. The loosen grip on their hands got Jessica’s attention again and she sat up alarmed. She put her hand over the one that was on her face and removed Tiffany’s hand to place it on her chest.



“A-Are you mad?” Jessica questioned.



Tiffany blinked, realizing her location again the current situation. She shook her head, remembering Jessica’s words and kissed her forehead. It was the truth, she had no reason to be mad. Jessica had struck the deal to please Tiffany rather than for herself. She often wondered if Jessica had a purer heart than hers.



“All this time,” Tiffany exhaled. “,I’m so sorry how I ignored you and…”



Jessica kissed her. She didn’t need an apology or an explanation to Tiffany’s passed cold nature. Jessica already knew Tiffany’s reasons. She had been understanding, always the more laid back person, who went with the flow.



But even being the bolder one to start the kiss, she let Tiffany take control once she kissed back, moving her tongue more dominantly when Jessica gave herself to her. The kiss had became more fervent and urgent, their hands wandering and gripping on to bear skin. Even the kisses were strong enough to get Tiffany’s underwear wet.



They spent the next ten minutes kissing, groping, appreciating each other, overtaken from the small fire that suddenly grew in size. The computer room was filled with heavy breathing when it was over and in the silence they stared at one another, enjoying each others’ presence, basking in the after glow of their heavy make out session. One last kiss was placed on the front of Jessica’s neck then their closed hands broke apart. Jessica held on to the armrest to keep her balance, watching Tiffany unbutton her shorts.



“Take off your shirt.” Tiffany requested.



By the time Jessica’s shirt was over her head, Tiffany had pulled Jessica’s shorts down her thighs and Jessica got off the chair to remove it along with her underwear.



Tiffany had started to undress herself, growing frustrated with the buttons of her shirt. She hadn’t changed since she came home from work.



Angered, Tiffany ripped the last three remaining buttons off and tossed her shirt across the room. The pants were quicker in being discarded. She sat back down once completely naked and Jessica settled back to Tiffany’s lap.



Instantly, her hands went to Jessica’s breast, firmly squeezed them both before flicking her fingers over the nipples then pushing them back in. Jessica yelped when Tiffany pinched the nipples and pulled.



“P-Please, no foreplay. I can’t wait anymore!” Jessica begged.



Tiffany took Jessica’s left nipple into her mouth and sucked, yanking at the nub with her teeth and squeezing Jessica’s breast with her hands as she sucked. Jessica withered under Tiffany’s attack, finding it difficult to speak as she begged Tiffany to stop and just screw her until she couldn’t remember who she was anymore.



As much as Tiffany wanted to there were still some things she missed about Jessica besides just the feeling of her clenching womanhood and her breast were one of them. They were the perfect size, fitting comfortably into her hand, completely at Tiffany’s mercy as she fondled them. She enjoyed it the most how sensitive they were every time Tiffany touched them.



Tiffany always thought they needed just as much attention. She pulled back, the nipple leaving her mouth with a wet smack and she ran the tip of her tongue over it before blowing against it. Jessica groaned and clamped her hand on to Tiffany’s shoulder.



“F-Fany!” Jessica shouted. “I can’t…it burns, right here.”



She watched Jessica’s hand move downward and stopped between her legs. The first two fingers disappeared and Jessica sharply inhaled.



As soon as her hand started to move, Tiffany removed Jessica’s hand and looked over her two fingers. The two fingers were almost entirely coated in clear sticky liquid. Tiffany pushed the fingers apart, watching the liquid spread and form a thick line between both fingers. She glanced back at Jessica who stared at her intently, not embarrassed from her previous action. She licked her lips.



“You were wet as soon as you came here weren’t you?” Tiffany grinned.



“I get so excited when I see you.” Jessica sighed.



“Have you touched yourself while I was gone?” Tiffany asked.



Jessica shook her head and moaned as Tiffany took one of her fingers into her mouth, carefully sucking up the remains of the nectar and cleaned the second finger.



Greedily, she licked her lips, trying to savor each last drop and licked between Jessica’s fingers to get any remaining fluids.



When she was done, Tiffany was tempted to throw Jessica on the desk and suck up the sticky mess that seeped out. She knew it was there, she can feel the puddle on her thigh. Tiffany reached forward, lightly kissing Jessica’s lips before moving to her ear.



“I want to eat you out so bad.” Tiffany whispered.



She kissed Jessica’s shoulder and sat back against the chair.



With both hands, Tiffany pushed Jessica’s legs apart and propped her against the desk. She looked between them, enjoying the view of Jessica’s wet pink core. Tiffany used both her thumbs to push the folds back and smirked.



With one finger, Tiffany pressed against Jessica’s protruding clit and began to rub it. Jessica’s legs went up and clung around Tiffany’s waist. The way her hips moved and thrashed, Tiffany knew it won’t be long before she comes. Jessica let out scream after scream, holding on to both armrest.



In just under a minute, Tiffany heard a familiar high-pitched scream and pressed down harder. The wetness sprayed out like a dam, spewing out in thick waves on to Tiffany’s thighs. She felt a few splotches land on to her lower abdomen and the last squirt was