It takes two to tango!

With that loud declaration, you hilted yourself inside Kaylee. Her insides were warm and wet, already prepared by your earlier hands-on lessons with her. Regardless of what she had to say about your skill with your hands, it had certainly gotten her riled up more than enough. You didn't need to spend more time warming up the lawyer, and neither were you prepared to wait. You began to thrust your hips forward rhythmically, placing both your hands on her stockinged thighs for leverage as you fucked her.

Kaylee was no longer hesitant or resisting you in the slightest anymore. The previously proud lawyer was now impaled on your cock and moaning like a whore in the room. You can't say you were expecting this change of attitude from her when you walked into the room earlier, but you weren't going to be upset that yet another lesbian had given into your cock now that you had some sort of imperative that they needed to give you the time of the day. In another world, or two days ago, you would have said this was a misogynistic thought, but now you were coming around to the idea that many lesbians out there were really just women who had never tried a dick and allowed themselves to enjoy it for some reason or another.

"You're really enjoying this huh?" you ask her. She just nods emphatically, panting too hard to speak. You decide to casually reach inside her blouse and pull out one of her tits to grope. Kaylee had good sized breasts, each a nice handful for you in a heavy teardrop shape. You rub your thumb over the stiff peak and hear a soft hiss from her as a reaction. You can't wipe off the smug grin from your face as you lean close to her and place both your palms on the desk behind her. "My turn to teach you a few things," you say to her.

The next half hour is a marathon of sex, with Kaylee being a cooperative and even willing participant to your 'punishment' and letting you fuck her over her desk any way you like. She leans back to let you fuck her shaved cunt, cumming at least more than once before you tell her to turn over and face the desk instead. You pull off her skirt as well, it's just getting in the way at this point, and it's stopping you from fully admiring how she looks with her stockings and garters on with no panties. Holding your stiff cock in one hand, you press it back to her pussy again and fuck her over her desk.

In a moment of aggressive boldness, you grabbed both sides of her blouse and pulled at them until they tore down the middle in front, splitting apart and letting her breasts pop out which you promptly released from her bra. This was one of the few moments Kaylee showed a different emotion since the beginning of being fucked by you. A flash of anger crossed her face as you tore her blouse and she slapped the side of your arm, not hard, but just a touch more than playfully. "That blouse was my favourite one! It was a gift from my wife damnit!"

Any feeling of remorse you had about shredding her favourite blouse vanished once you hear her reason why she loved it so much. "You can forget about your wife," you tell her. "From now on, I'm the only person you need to worry about. Your wife is nothing more than just another lesbian that I'll need to pay a visit to punish. Maybe she'll become like you, a cock loving lesbian convert, a lesbian slut who finds a new love for cock. Or maybe she's more of a prude than you and she'll resist more like a proper gold star lesbian. Either ways, she's no longer your concern right now. All you need to think about is how good of a job you're doing, because that determines whether I'll keep coming back to fuck you."

Kaylee moans at your degrading tone and bows her head down. "Yes, of course. I understand John. I'll do whatever you want. Please keep fucking my worthless lesbian cunt. Convert me. Fuck me until I can't get off to another gay girl anymore, until all I want is cock," she begged.

A tiny whimper at the connecting door between Kaylee's office and the neighbouring room belonging to her wife got your attention. You didn't think that Kaylee had even noticed, absorbed as she was with throwing her hips backwards on your cock constantly as she was. You looked over at the door and noticed that it was open now when it hadn't been before. It was just the tiniest crack ajar.

You put the dots together quickly and smiled. You pulled Kaylee up with a large hand wrapped around her neck as you wrapped your other arm around her to squeeze a tit possessively. "Hey Kaylee, you're my bitch now aren't you?" she nodded furiously in response. "I want you to say it out loud," you tell her.

"I'm your worthless lesbian bitch now John," she moans. "I was just a worthless lesbian before this, but now I'm your lesbian bitch for you to fuck and do whatever you want to." When no scolding was forthcoming from you, she looks up slightly at you and offers you a small smile. "Was that what you wanted to hear from me John?"

You look over at the door connecting this office to the next and smile. "Yes, that was very good of you bitch." Without saying any more, you push Kaylee over and increase the strength of your thrusts, mashing her breasts into the shiny glass of the table and leaving circular marks as you brought yourself to orgasm inside her. Kaylee screamed as you came, trembling from her own orgasm sheathed over your cock. Pulling out from her and leaving her limp on the table, you walk over to the connecting door and pull it open suddenly, revealing Tang masturbating furiously on her knees in front of the doorway. She squeaks in fear and stares up at you and your cock with trepidation.