You push Ashley back a little before she has a chance to venture much lower. “I have an idea,” you say, “why don’t you show me what I’m paying for?”
A smile of understanding spreads slowly across Ashley’s face. She cups her small breasts in her hands and squeezes them a bit, making her nipples stand out in even sharper relief. “You don’t think I’m worth it?”
“Show me,” you reply.
Ashley leaves your chair, and your lap, and sits back on the edge of your desk. She uses her thumbs to hook her flimsy black panties. One leg comes free, and then another. Ashley’s exposed to you now, and you see the well-trimmed thatch of pubic hair just above her naked pussy.
Her legs part, and her hand dips between her thighs. When she touches herself, you can see how wet she is; she glistens with moisture. “Does get this wet this fast?” Ashley asks. She draws a finger across her pussy and you hear a tiny, wet noise.
The show does its work. The erection you lost when Ashley burst in on you and is back in full force. Without even having to look, Ashley seems to know it. “Come on,” she says. “Taste me if you want to.” |