“Good to know.”
Jennifer unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans after she set the things she’d snuck out of the den on the table.
“Babe, are we really going to do this out here? We can go to the bedroom. Nia can be mad at us if she wants. I paid a lot of money to–”
Jennifer dropped her jeans and underwear down to the ground at the same time after she kicked off her shoes, leaving her in only her white ankle socks and her shirt. Then, that was gone, too, and she had her bra off a second later.
“Nia knows what we’re doing. She caught me, in case you didn’t see, but she’s okay with it. She might even be watching me strip right now.”
“ShouldIbe stripping?”
“You should take off those cute-as-hell undies but leave everything else on.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s hotter somehow.”
Kristina laughed and watched Jennifer pull the harness over her thighs. Then, she removed her own panties and tossed them onto the chair they weren’t using.
“Want me to lie down?”
“No,” Jennifer replied and squirted lube onto the dildo. “I want you on top of me.”
Kristina watched her hand move back and forth over the dildo and licked her lips.
“Hurry up. I’m ready, Jen,” she said.
“Yes, Ma’am,” Jennifer replied and moved to lie down on the chair, looking very smug as she continued to rub lube over the dildo. “Are you joining me anytime soon?”
Kristina straddled her at her thighs and lifted her skirt, making sure to give Jennifer a view as she held it up high. Jennifer continued to stroke, and Kristina wanted to watch her, but she also wanted Jennifer inside. She raised herself, and Jennifer angled the toy just where she needed it and pulled it through Kristina’s wetness and over her clit a few times. Kristina closed her eyes and reveled in it. When she was ready, she lowered herself, and Jennifer removed her hand.
“Oh,” she let out once it was all the way in.
“Lift your skirt again, babe,” Jennifer said.
“You can just ask me to take it off. It has an elastic waistband, so not exactly sexy, but it’ll go over my head right now.”
“In a minute,” Jennifer replied as her hips lifted.
“Oh, yes!” Kristina let out.
“Nia’s watching,” Jennifer shared.
“What?” she asked and turned to see Nia sitting on the couch with her laptop, but she wasn’t looking down at the computer. “Do you want to stop?”
“No, I like that she’s watching,” Jennifer answered and lifted her hips again. “Come on, baby. Focus on how good it feels.”
“Itdoesfeel good,” she said and turned back to Jennifer.
She began moving her hips back and forth, and Jennifer moved her breast, that Kristina had tucked back inside her bra, back out of it. Then, she pulled the other one out, too, and stared up at them.
“Want it off?”
“Yes, please. I want them in my hands.”
Kristina pulled off her shirt and her bra, and Jennifer’s hands moved to her breasts instantly, massaging them just as Kristina leaned forward and continued rocking her hips.
“You feel really good,” she said.
