Unusual Job Interview

Sara keeps pestering Zoey until she finally shows up. “You’re going to love it,” she says. “Money’s fantastic, the women even better.” Zoey looks around the candle-lit room and asks what they actually do here. Instead of answering, Sara pats the table and tells Zoey to climb on. The invitation hangs there for a heartbeat before Zoey steps out of her jeans. Heat rushes over her bare skin. Sara’s hands start at her shoulders and slide downward with long, deliberate strokes. On the second pass they cup Zoey’s ass, thumbs opening her gently, deliberately. A slick finger traces the seam between her cheeks, then slips lower and circles her clit until Zoey stops holding her breath. Sara leans in, pressing her breasts to Zoey’s back, and sinks two fingers inside. Each slow thrust pulls a wet sound from her friend, and when Zoey’s hips lift greedily toward the touch, Sara grins. “Turn over,” she whispers. Without another word she sheds her own robe and swings a thigh across Zoey’s face. The first hot press of tongue along Sara’s folds draws a sigh from both of them. Sara rocks, grinding softly, while her own fingers keep working that slick cunt beneath her. Then she reaches for the drawer, pulls out a thick glass dildo, and angles it inside Zoey without breaking her rhythm. Zoey moans into Sara’s pussy, the sound vibrating straight through her. Her thighs shake; the dildo thrusts harder and faster, relentless, until her climax tears through her in deep, helpless pulses. Sara doesn’t stop until every tremor has passed.