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“..What…?!“ Jean wearily looked up from her work, rubbing at her tired eyes and squinting at Lisa as she set down a cup of tea in front of her, gloves off and pale red popsicle in hand. It was the fifth time the brunette had come into her office to try and tempt her into taking a break that day.
“It’s a popsicle, darling. Valberry flavoured. We have more if you’d like one?“
“I can see that, but why do you have it? It’s winter. It just snowed a few days ago.“ Jean was perplexed. “And no, thank you.“
“I simply felt like eating something valberry flavoured. And making this was much easier than making a pie.“ Lisa explained innocently as she sat on Jean’s desk beside her paperwork, gazing down at her. “Besides, I thought the benefits of a popsicle would be far greater than those of some baked goods.“
“Just don’t make a mess.“ Jean warned her, moving the stack of documents out of the other woman’s reach so she wouldn’t get any stains on her work or touch it with sticky fingers.
Lisa held her free hand in front of her chest and gasped mockingly. “I would never..“
Jean raised a disbelieving eyebrow at her before refocusing on her work.
Lisa sighed. “You should take another break, dear. Rest your eyes a little. Let your hand recuperate from all this writing you’ve been doing.“
“You know I can’t afford taking that many breaks. My work will never get done if you keep distracting me every other hour.“ Jean glanced at Lisa for a quick moment, eyes widening and lips parting at what she saw.
Once her gaze was on Lisa, the brunette made eye contact with her and languidly liked up the length of her popsicle in one broad stroke, swirling her tongue around the tip of the confection and sucking it into her mouth.
Jean gulped, her adam’s apple bobbing as she watched it slowly disappear behind pink lips until the brunette hollowed out cheeks and pulled it out of her mouth. Jean’s jaw dropped. So that was what she was going with this time? Seduction?
Lisa suggestively licked at the sides of her popsicle, suckling on it as she held her gaze with mischievous green eyes. Jean sucked in a breath. Her trousers became oddly constricting when Lisa flicked and twirled her tongue over the tip.
Jean looked away, trying her hardest to get back to her work as the witch continued to sinfully lick away at her popsicle.
When Lisa was finished, she licked her fingers clean. Running up her tongue from her palm to her fingertips, delicately licking over them and sucking them into her mouth one by one before taking two of them between her lips and pushing them inside until she reached her knuckles
Jean was not looking at her work anymore.
Green eyes twinkled knowingly as the witch regarded her dazed expression and the blush covering her cheeks. Lisa reached for Jean’s untouched teacup and drank from it before hopping off her desk to walk over to the door, locking it while looking straight into attentive grey-blue eyes with a little smirk.
“I don’t know what you’re planning, but it better not keep me from doing my work.“ Jean spoke hesitantly, trying a bit too hard to refocus on the document in front of her.
“That depends on you, my love.“ Lisa sauntered over to the blonde and made herself comfortable on her lap, hiking up her skirt and straddling Jean’s leg on her non dominant side, so that she could still continue working if she so desired.
Jean was pliable in her hold, instinctively wrapping an arm securely around her and adjusting her posture to accommodate Lisa’s presence on her lap.
Bowing her head, Lisa kissed the side of her neck, mouthing at the sensitive skin as she rolled her hips and ground herself down. There were layers between them, her undergarments and Jean’s trousers, but Lisa still took pleasure from rubbing herself on Jean’s thigh.
“Won’t you take a little break for me?“ The brunette enticingly cooed into her ear.
But Jean only sighed, exasperated and exhausted. “Lisa, please. I can’t.“ She implored softly.
Lisa pouted at her. But ultimately, that was exactly what she had been expecting her to say. Nonetheless, as long as Jean let her, Lisa would have her fun regardless. Maybe Jean would come around somewhere halfway through.
Shifting and angling herself a little better, she ground her clit against the firm thigh between her legs as Jean continued working. She pressed her cheek against Jean’s neck and rolled her hips until she wanted more, needed more.
Reaching between their bodies, Lisa pulled at the now damp crotch of her undergarments and dragged it aside so she could rub the swollen nub directly on the stiff fabric of Jean’s trousers.
Lisa gasped in pleasure, eyes closing of their own volition as she rode Jean’s thigh, seeking friction and making a mess of it in the process. She moaned softly against Jean’s neck as she got closer and closer to her release.
Frantically dragging her soaked folds across the blonde’s thigh, Lisa’s arousal eventually left a visible wet stain on the white fabric. She clung tightly to Jean’s torso, digging her fingers into well built shoulders and letting out muffled moans against her neck.
Jean’s trousers felt like the were several sizes too small by the time Lisa came undone and climaxed hard against her leg, quivering and shaking in her embrace and clenching her plush thighs around her own as she rode out her orgasm, mumbling incoherent nonsense just under her ear.
Still panting, Lisa kissed her shoulder and stayed still for a few moments before leaning back and giving Jean a soft, satisfied smile.
She brought down her hand and cupped her through her trousers, rubbing over the growing bulge between her legs. “I see someone’s excited.“ She husked out, making Jean’s dick twitch lightly under her attention.
“I could take care of that for you, if you’d like?“ Lisa seductively breathed into her ear.
Jean closed her eyes and swallowed hard, adam’s apple bobbing in her throat. Silently, she nodded her consent. “Yes, please.“
With a pleased grin, Lisa got up on slightly shaky legs and grabbed a pillow for her knees from the couch in the corner of Jean’s office before getting under her desk. She bit her lip in anticipation as she pulled the blonde’s trousers down to her ankles.
“Spread your legs for me, my dandelion.“
Jean didn’t need to be told twice. She eagerly did as Lisa asked. Scooting forward in her chair, she let Lisa have her way with her as she almost reluctantly went back to her task of reading over and signing her name on the bottom of each document from her ever growing stack of work.
Lisa leant forward to press a gentle kiss to the bulge in Jean’s shorts, nuzzling her face against it and making the other woman gasp. She mouthed at the contour of her lover’s growing erection and giggled when it gave a needy little twitch. Jean whimpered above her and brought her non dominant hand to rest against the back of her head, tangling her fingers in her hair.
Not wasting any time, Lisa tugged down her waistband and freed her from the restricting confines of her undergarments. Placing another sweet kiss against her tip and licking up a glistening bead of precum forming at the slit, she began to lightly suckle on the sensitive head before blessing her dick with the same motions she had bestowed upon her popsicle previously.
She broadly licked up Jean’s exposed length, circled the swollen pink head with her tongue and wrapped her lips around it once more. Gently, she sucked and tongued at the leaking slit before languidly sliding her lips down the throbbing shaft until her nose brushed against the coarse blonde hair at the base.
Jean’s breath stuttered when Lisa swallowed around her. Carefully, she smoothed back Lisa’s hair with one hand and continued writing with the other. It was a mindless task anyway, none of these papers actually required her to read them before she signed them.
Though, her signatures became a little shaky when Lisa massaged her perineum with her skilled fingers and wetly bobbed her head up and down her length.
Jean gently curled her hand behind Lisa’s head and tangled her fingers in soft honey brown hair, jaw slackened and hand stilling above her paper. Quill absently dripping ink on the document in front of her as Lisa took her deeply, again and again.
Her cock gliding along Lisa’s tongue and her prostate pleasantly stimulated by nimble fingers prodding at the spot just behind her balls. It didn’t take long for Jean to reach her peak.
When she came, spilling her thick, warm seed down the brunette’s throat, Lisa swallowed eagerly. A few drops of milky white semen dribbled past her lips and down her chin as she did her best to swallow around the pulsing shaft in her mouth.
Once Jean was spent, Lisa let her softening dick slip from her mouth. Breathing hard as she licked over the head one final time, teasing the last droplets of come out of her slit with the tip of her tongue before placing a gentle kiss on the sensitive head and tucking her back inside her shorts as Jean trembled and whimpered from the overstimulation.
Satisfied with her work, Lisa stood up, bracing herself against Jean’s knee as she climbed out from underneath her desk and left the pillow and Jean’s dropped trousers for the blonde to deal with.
Standing upright, Lisa brought her hand to her face and gathered up the little trail of pearly white semen from her chin, before licking her fingers clean once more and wiping them dry on a handkerchief she pulled out of Jean’s pocket.
Jean was panting as she looked up at Lisa with a thoroughly sated smile tugging at her lips, mind blissfully empty and relaxed for once.
Lisa smiled down at her, gently tipping up her head with her fingers below her chin and bending down to kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on her tongue.
“Never let it be said that I don’t help our Acting Grandmaster out when she needs it.“ Lisa winked at her and turned around, heels clacking on the floor and key turning in the lock of her office door now that they were done. “You should pull up your trousers, dear. What would people think if anyone were to see you like that?“
Jean huffed out a laugh and shook her head. Obediently, she bent down to pull up her trousers, fastening them as Lisa poured herself a cup of tea and sat down on her office couch as if nothing had happened.