We Have A BUSINESS To Run Here!

Penelope sat at her desk, reviewing numbers, when the door swung open. Giselle strolled in wearing only a long coat, nothing beneath. The fabric parted as she moved and flashed skin. "I met the McAllisters," Giselle said. "They live naked. I tried it yesterday and decided to keep it going." She let the coat drop onto a chair. Penelope froze, eyes dragged from Giselle's shoulders to the pale swell of her breasts, down the trim line of her waist, then lower. Giselle turned, walked to her desk, sat, and began typing as if nothing had changed. The sight refused to leave Penelope's mind. Each breath lifted Giselle's chest; her nipples tightened whenever the air conditioning kicked on. Penelope tried to focus on contracts, but her thoughts kept slipping to the dark hair between Giselle's thighs, the soft press of bare ass on leather. Giselle glanced over, noticed Penelope's cursor blinking untouched for minutes. She leaned back, legs parting just enough to show glistening folds. "Do it," she offered, voice calm. "Fuck me right here, right now. Clear the air." Penelope stood. Her chair rolled back. She crossed the office carpet in three steps. Giselle rose to meet her. Penelope grabbed Giselle's hips, lifted her onto the desk, and pushed her thighs apart. Giselle's wetness slicked Penelope's fingers before they sank inside. Penelope pumped slow at first, then harder, wrist slick. Giselle's breath hitched, legs wrapping around Penelope's waist. With her free hand, Penelope circled Giselle's clit until the other woman shuddered and clenched around her knuckles. Penelope kept going, dragging out every pulse, until Giselle finally slumped back onto scattered papers, panting. Giselle's eyes opened, lazy smile curling. "Feeling better?" she asked. Penelope slid her fingers free, licked them clean, and returned to her chair. "Maybe," she said, though the cursor on her screen was already moving again. Giselle stayed perched on the desk, legs open, and reached for her own mug of coffee as if this happened every Monday.