Help Sabrina get off

Sabrina already knows you’re down here, so it’s not like she’s going to be surprised by you lending a hand. You just need to do it without Gemma noticing you. Cautiously, you move up closer and slide your hand up Sabrina’s leg. She notices the extra set of fingers caressing her calf and pauses. Either she is just now realizing you’re not the only one giving her attention under the table, or she is adjusting to the sensation of two people touching her body at the same time. Either way, Sabrina eventually relaxes her body again, letting the two of you have your way with her.

The petite brunette’s legs part slightly as you draw your fingers up her inner legs. You brush her thighs before lifting her skirt up to expose her wet pussy. Gemma feels the skirt go up and starts to work her fingers in more gingerly. She must think this is Sabrina implying that she be more aggressive.

Meanwhile, you work your way around Gemma. While she has her fingers deep inside Sabrina, you touch Sabrina around her sensitive regions, upping her sexual tension. You can tell this is having an effect on your pale skinned coworker because her leg slides down and starts rubbing you between your thighs. Sabrina’s body starts to subtly sway to Gemma’s ministrations as well. You take her stroking leg and start to kiss and lick it, making her shiver even more visibly. Even Gemma is noticing her increased arousal. The blonde’s fingers tighten up around Sabrina’s snatch and her pace quickens.

You feel Sabrina’s muscles tensing and relaxing. She is doing her best to hold off an orgasm. You continue to lick and lightly kiss her while Gemma finger blasts her sensitively heightened pussy. You can hear Sabrina suffering from the other side of the table.

“Sabrina? Is something the matter?” Mr. Furman asks through the muffled wood. You’re close enough to the surface to make out words.

“N… No sir…” Sabrina replies, slipping her hand underneath to shove you off.

Furman goes back to addressing the client and there are some papers rustling. You move back in, but Sabrina is pushing you back down with her foot. Apparently her mood is broken, or at the very least she doesn’t want to get caught. You glance over at Gemma. Sabrina has moved the Aussie’s hand away as well. Rebuffed, Gemma seems to be willing to behave, keeping her hands to herself and sitting politely in her seat. Sabrina is seated modestly as well, in an upright position, legs clamped tight together. You didn’t even get her off this time, but at least you killed a few minutes of this monotonous meeting.

It’s another ten minutes of work discussion until Gemma starts to make a move again. You perk up as you see the barefooted intern go back to playing footsies with her seating partner. Sabrina looks to be game for this level of play and they enjoy each other’s company for the time being. After another minute or so of this, Gemma discreetly wiggles in her seat. No one else can see what you’re seeing right now, which is the slender blonde hiking up her skirt, then holds her panties and slides them down her legs. If you lift your head and peer forward, you can see her cleanly shaven, bare mound under her skirt.

Gemma crosses her leg with the panties dangling off her toes. She lifts her foot and grabs her removed panties, then lays it in Sabrina’s lap. Since she knows that Sabrina is going bottomless, Gemma must want to show her solidarity. Once again, you have to imagine Sabrina’s face in reaction to this.

Gemma seems proud of herself because she leans back in her chair, stretching out her legs underneath the table. Unfortunately, you’re taking up that space under the table, so when she reaches full extension, her foot shoves into your lap. You freeze.