Conference-room fun

“So… as you can see from the case of the Crimson Commando versus the Las Vegas Sun in 1967, it is quite possible to sue a newspaper for slander without being **** to reveal one’s identity. And despite the fact that there are some differences to how the State laws are formulated, I do believe that the same process is doable in New York.” She-Hulk told Spider-man, who was busy reading through the document that Jennifer had handed him.

It was starting to become quite warm inside the small meeting room, and She-Hulk had already discarded her jacket, hanging it on the back of her chair. Still, she was feeling warm, and so she subconsciously began to fidget with the buttons of her blouse, undoing the top two, while leaning back in the chair. Spider-man noticed what Jennifer was doing, his cock twitching to life as he watched how Jennifer’s fingers moved over the third button, undoing it as well. By now, She-Hulk’s cleavage was exposed, and Spider-Man gawked at the sight of her firm flesh, his left moving down to his crotch, massaging his member through the fabric of his tight pants.

“So… how do you feel about this?” She-Hulk asked Spider-Man, seemingly unaware of the fact that her blouse was now halfway opened.

“Uh… I feel good.” Spider-Man managed to stutter, his masked eyes fixed on She-Hulk’s chest. Normally, Peter would be feeling extremely uncomfortable about the entire situation, not wanting to cheat on his beloved wife. But now, he could not think of a single reason as to why Mary Jane would see any reason to protest about what was going on in the meeting room, nor about what was going to happen. For now, She-Hulk undid a forth button, meaning that only the two bottom ones were still closed, and the blouse was now sagging, revealing more of her large, perfectly rounded breasts.

Reaching forwards to grab the document to point out something to Spider-Man, and finally realised that her chest was exposed. Surprised at first over what she had done, Jennifer soon produced a naughty smile as she stood up out of the chair, and undid the last two buttons. Removing the blouse, She-Hulk tossed it onto the table, and then turned round so that Spider-Man was facing her back. She-Hulk leaned forwards as her hands began to pull her skirt down, her firm ass becoming visible. Spider-man let out a moan as he caught a glimpse of She-Hulk’s moist vagina between her asscheeks, barely able to constrain himself from jumping her from behind. Letting go off her skirt so that it fell down to her feet, She-Hulk turned round and kicked it towards Spider-Man, then standing still before him, naked save for her black high-heels, her hands resting on her hips.