Finally fixing the stupid arm

Laine's hands shook as she was invited into the small office. Still coming down from that awful experience, but with it was something slightly odd. Not dwelling on it she hopped up onto the high padded table and after an awkward moment of thanks, started walking Julia through the problems still plaguing the arm. Julia listened carefully and determined that it needed some serious software updates, and another recalibration. It was a simple enough job, and one they had done once before with the old arm, but this time instead of a tank top Laine was wearing a long-sleeve shirt, and the data ports just so happened to be on the shoulder of the arm. This was by no means a rare situation, but considering the events a few minutes prior there was definitely a bit of awkward tension as Lain slowly undid the buttons. Julia was trying not to think about it, the panties were obviously meant to eliminate panty lines, but that meant they were tight, form fitting. Julia had seen the soft curves and lines of Laine's most private area from as close as one could be. Maybe it wasn't just the walking that had her feeling a bit hot. Laine blushed as she slowly undid the last button on her shirt. Parting it revealed the old sports bra which was rather tightly containing her chest. She shivered as the cold air rushed onto her exposed skin and two small bumps appeared in the white fabric. She could see Julia fidgeting, and didn't miss the glances at her torso and skirt during the software update. Despite this, the process was over fairly quickly, and soon all that was left was to start testing.

After putting a hard limit on grip strength to Laine wouldn't break any more mugs they began testing. Laine did slow wide circles, tracing a figure 8 in the air, pointing at specific spots in the room, and holding things like pens and her phone. It was still a little bit off but the system would learn as she used it, becoming more accurate to what her mind wanted it to do over time. After about 10 the arm seemed usable, and they decided to call the session there. After the cables where disconnected Laine began fumbling with the shirt again before Julia offered to help. Parting Laine's legs slightly, Julia moved in close. She could feel the warmth of her thighs as she buttoned up the shirt, eyes lingering on the healthy amount of cleavage, and the now obvious nipples poking through the tight bra. Slowly, she buttoned the shirt, eyes locking with Laine's as both women felt their breath catch. A ringing phone broke the moment though as Julia quickly backed away. "Ah, yeah, that should do it!" Was all Julie said before gathering her things and quickly leaving the office. Picking up her phone revealed the phone call was a scam, trying to sell tickets to the moon or something crazy like that.