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When Selina finally allowed Amy to come into the room, the chief of staff was met with her lingerie-clad boss, sitting up against the pillows with a glass of Chardonnay in hand.
“Wow, ma’am.” Amy stood there with a slack jaw.
Selina took a sip of the wine, then set it on the nightstand. She parted her legs and beckoned the younger woman with her index finger. Amy set her belongings down and came closer. She crawled onto the edge of the bed and into the space between her boss’ legs. Once she was face to face with her, she peered down at the black lace on her skin, then looked back up at Selina.
“You’re stunning.”
“Thank you.” Selina said, then leaned forward to present her chest to Amy.
The chief of staff took the bait and looked at her cleavage with dilated pupils. She rested her hands on Selina’s waist and played with the lace hugging them before capturing her lips for a gentle, teasing kiss. Amy eagerly tasted the Chardonnay that lingered on Selina’s mouth while her hands wandered to play with the waistband of her panties. When her hands met in the middle of the band near Selina’s mound, the vice president pushed the other woman’s hands away.
Amy pulled away from the kiss, startled by the gesture. All she wanted was to please her boss! There was nothing wrong with that.
“I didn’t say you could touch me.” Selina said, then watched Amy immediately back off, sitting on her heels.
“Right,” Amy nodded. “I’m sorry, ma’am.”
“It’s okay,” Selina assured, clasping the collar of Amy’s coat between her fingers. “I want you to stay right where you are.”
Amy nodded, ready to follow Selina’s next instructions. Selina settled back against the headboard and groped herself, kneading her tits into her palms with a sigh. The blonde watched with intrigue, but wondered if she could be of service.
“Ma’am-”
“Shh,” Selina said, then softly moaned as she tweaked her own nipple through the lace. “Just watch.”
Amy gulped, setting her palms down on either side of her as she watched her boss tease herself. On any other day, Selina would be telling Amy exactly how to please her. She has never had to refrain from doing so until now, which somehow felt worse than any of the punishments Selina has dealt.
Selina’s hand trailed downward to her thighs. She caressed her soft skin, then hummed at the light touch that reached her inner thigh. Indulging herself, she ghosted her hand over her clothed cunt, then gently rubbed circles around her clit. Another moan fell from her lips as she continued rubbing herself, waiting until the damp cloth became a nuisance against her.
The blonde in front of her had no idea how to act. All she could do was let her imagination run wild, thinking of how badly she wanted to tear the brand-name lingerie off of her. She yearned to touch Selina’s skin, to taste it. She throbbed at the fact that for once, she was fully clothed while Selina was damn near naked.
Finally, Selina’s hand slipped between the lace and she touched herself properly. She cursed under her breath once she made contact with her needy clit. Dragging her arousal up to the swollen bud, she closed her eyes as she circled her clit again.
“Oh, fuck,” Selina moaned. “You know what I’m thinking about, Ame?”
“What?”
“You.”
Amy throbbed at Selina’s response, becoming more aware of the wet spot growing between her legs. Her eyes were trained on Selina’s hand, noting how she quickened her pace. Selina was bucking her hips into her hand, chasing her pleasure, and it was one of the hottest things Amy has ever seen.
“Anything… specific?” Amy awkwardly asked, her arousal getting the best of her.
“Yeah,” the vice president whined, then slowed her motions. “Your mouth… fuck, I love your mouth. And the way you fuck me with your fingers… always so good for me.”
“Ma’am…” Amy said, her voice shaking. She couldn’t take it anymore. She needed Selina more than air.
“I’m close,” Selina sighed as she kept herself on edge. “Touch yourself for me, Ame.”
Suddenly, Amy felt shy. Selina has never asked that of her before, but in a moment of desperation, she threw off her coat and hiked her dress up to her waist. She spread her legs, matching Selina, and looked down to see the wet spot seeping through. Then, she moved her hand into her panties, surprised at how sensitive she already was.
When Selina opened her eyes again, she groaned seeing a worked up and wet Amy in front of her. She slipped two fingers into herself with a whine. It felt so good to be filled, but it was even better when she thought about Amy’s fingers working her until she cried.
Amy writhed as she played with herself. Masturbating never felt this good before. She fixated on Selina’s compliments, getting off on being Selina’s good girl. Her whole life was worshipping this woman and she never wanted to stop. She whimpered as she quickly slipped two fingers past her entrance, wishing they were Selina’s. When she experimentally curled her digits, she let out a guttural moan that caught Selina’s attention.
“That’s it, keep going,” Selina encouraged, matching Amy’s motions as she fucked herself. “I want you to cum with me.”
Their eyes were locked on each other now as they fucked themselves, thinking of each other. Selina’s broken moans and Amy’s cries filled the room. Then, Selina came first with a loud moan, legs closing around her hand as she shook. After taking a moment to ride out her orgasm, she slowly comes closer to Amy. She clasped her chin, forcing her tear-filled blue eyes to look at her again.
“Ame,” Selina coaxed. “Be a good girl and cum for me.”
Selina’s words never failed to do it for Amy. She came on the spot, leaning into her boss’ soft hand as she did so. She pressed her forehead against Selina’s shoulder as she came down, taking her hand out her panties.
The vice president held Amy’s wrist and licked the arousal from her fingertips with a chuckle.