Clock’s ticking

“You want me to watch you get changed?” Grace asked in amusement.

“It’s more that I want to watch you get changed” you replied, being honest with your desires.

“...We really shouldn’t” Grace replied, biting her lip as she cautiously looked around.

“What’s the harm? Think about it. The sooner we are both out, the sooner we can head out for drinks. It makes sense for us both to go up and save time” you tried convincing, knowing she was only looking for an excuse to agree with you.

“What about your Mom? She could be back any minute” Grace asked again, her resistance starting to crumble.

“I’m sure she’ll be spending as much time as she can in that shower after what you did to her and like I said, the sooner we go, the sooner we're both back” you added, knowing that the pressure of the clock ticking away would only persuade her further.

“God, I don’t know how you get me to go along with these things. Fine, let’s go” Grace replied, finally giving in.

She headed off towards the stairs and you quickly followed after getting around the desk, excited to see how far you could take things in the time you had left. You stayed behind her as she went up the stairs and it was obvious that you were watching her ass as she climbed, her turning back to you with a grin that let you know she approved.

You wanted to get your hands on her as soon as you entered the changing room but you managed to hold yourself back sticking with the plan about the both of you changing.

“Just give me one minute” Grace announced, heading further into the room and around a corner before the sounds of a shower you hadn’t known existed could be heard. She hadn’t told you to follow her and in terms of her passive effects on the KDK, she was supposed to be only okay going topless around you, probably why she had fled so quickly after she had joined you in the shower previously.

You striped yourself down to your boxers and sat down on one of the benches. Grace was right in that you didn’t have to wait long as she returned wearing nothing but a pair of panties, her skin still glistening from the shower she had taken while she dried herself off with a towel.

“Wow” you exclaimed, seeing her blush as your eyes wandered over her body.

“A-aren’t you supposed to be getting dressed?” Grace asked back in embarrassment, still not being used to the direct compliments after showing as much skin around you.

“I was kinda hoping to watch you get undressed as well as dressed. I feel like I’ve missed out” you replied, letting out an over-exaggerated sigh to ham it up.

“And I suppose you want me to make it up to you?” Grace teased with a grin, probably having fully expected you would try something once you were alone.

“Well, you could come over here and let me take a closer look at you” you suggested, the smirk not leaving Grace’s face as she walked towards you.

She slowly made her way towards you with a bounce in her step, her tits deliberately swaying with every move she made until she was in front of you, leaving a gap so you could still gaze at every inch of her. With you still sitting down, she bent forward towards you and her tits were now right in front of your eyes, begging for you to reach out and touch her.

“You're making it really hard for me not to grab you right now” you confessed, not knowing how far Grace was willing to take her teasing.

“I bet that’s not the only thing I’m making hard” she teased back.

“You're right about that” you replied, taking the chance to lower your boxers and free your erection, now pointing straight up in Grace’s direction.

Her eyes widened at your sudden movement as she had expected you to touch her and not yourself, giving yourself a few strokes to show off in front of her.

“Now look who's staring” you teased back, Grace’s eye line finally flicking away from your cock and back to your eyes.

“How am I not supposed to stare when you start playing with yourself like that” Grace shot back, a blush on her cheeks as she tried not to break eye contact and look down again.

Her resistance crumbled almost instantly as her eyes flicked down, the blush becoming a deeper shade of red.

“You can take a closer look if you want?” you offered, with Grace knowing exactly want you wanted her to do with a comment like that.

She straightened herself back up and walked a step closer before lowering herself to her knees, dropping the towel under her to avoid kneeling directly on the hard floor of the changing room.

You were expecting her to need a little more convincing to give you a handjob again after she had done so in the shower last time but her hands replaced your own as she began to work your cock. Her fingers wrapped around your shaft and although her pace started off slow, she ramped up quickly, her body now shaking along with her arm with her tits being the perfect sight to set your eyes on.

“You said we were going to be quick so don’t think I’m going to go easy on you” Grace said with a toothy grin as her hand continued jerking you off.

“I thought you said I didn’t have to worry about your sadistic streak?” you asked through gritted teeth, having to grip the bench as the pleasure began to overwhelm you.

“That was before you whipped out this monster” she replied, the comment having probably boosted your ego if not for the fact she was getting you close to cumming in record time.

You were **** to let out a groan instead of an actual reply and while you were hoping to prolong the pleasure, you were already reaching the edge of what you could handle with the pace Grace had set and given her athleticism, there was no way you could wear her out with your current stamina.

You tried your best and kept your muscles tensed but Grace seemed to be having none of it, leaning closer against you as you felt her breasts brush against your skin.

“Don’t worry, just let it all out for me baby” she whispered, her voice being the final straw that set you off.

There was nothing you could do as you felt your release, your grip on the bench tightening as your first load raced down your shaft and coated Grace’s tits resting against you, your cum dripping down into her cleavage before your next rope hit her. She leaned back slightly as she felt you spray against her but it did little to change your target, her breasts too large for her to aim you anywhere else.

The pleasure tingled through you as you watched the rest of your load completely cover Grace’s chest and upper body, the sight only adding to the experience until you were **** to move your hand down to stop Grace’s stroking.

She let you lie there as you caught your breath while she removed her hands from your cock and watched your cum stick between her fingers before looking down at the mess you had made of her. She didn’t make a move to get rid of it immediately but you knew the towel below her was likely to be used to clean her off, an idea forming in your head that you felt she was unlikely to agree with.

Author's note: Spoiler chapter updated shortly :)