Caught In The Open

Kenzie finishes a quiet open house and steps out with her paperwork. From the window, April watches. The moment Kenzie drives off, April slips inside and drops onto the couch. Her hand is between her thighs in seconds, rubbing fast and wet while she soaks in the rush of being somewhere she shouldn’t. Soft, hungry sounds leave her lips as her fingers slide deeper. Kenzie walks back in for the folder she left behind and freezes. April looks up, caught mid-stroke, glistening fingers still pressed to her clit. The air thickens. April doesn’t pull away. Instead she spreads a little wider, eyes locked on Kenzie’s mouth, then her full tits under the crisp blouse. Kenzie’s gaze drops, lingers. She knows she should leave. She doesn’t move.