7-9, Marie goes to the desk

Any misgivings Marie may have had about your intentions clearly melted away with her inhibitions. She nods and goes to your desk. You move your laptop and clear a space for her to lie down. The curvy redhead lies with her arms crossed over her stomach and her legs hanging off the desk and pressed together. You gently put her arms at her sides.

“Remember, we’re trying not to be closed off.” You speak gently, trying not to raise any alarms.

“Right of course, sorry Mr. Turner.”

“Now,” You lean back against the wall. “I want you to release every muscle in your body. Really melt into the desk.”

Marie takes a deep breath in and as she exhales you watch her relax. Her legs fall open slightly and you can just see her pink, lacey panties.

“I’m going to work on opening you up a little more, Miss Wheeler.” You step between her legs and take one thigh in your hands. She shivers again as you begin to massage her again. Gently, you move her legs to be more open. Once one thigh is fully on the table, you move to the other leg and start spreading her fully. You let your hands stray further and further north but never quite touch her. You watch as she gets more and more flustered.

“Umm… Mr. Turner?”

“Yes Miss Wheeler?”

“I’m feeling… well I’m feeling a little tension somewhere new.”

“Where’s that?”

She draws one of her hands over her thigh to lift her skirt. She rests her fingers on the fabric of her panties. “Here…”

“This kind of work can be a turn on for some women.” You smile. “But I don’t want to push any boundaries. What would you like?”