Janeece and Luisa

Now that Sandy was taken care of, Tom could finally rest and wank at Angélique’s sexy picture in peace… But his little chat with his cute assistant had given him other ideas, and he couldn’t delay his new plan. First, because he had the perfect opportunity to set it up, and second, because now he was just too excited about it.

He opened a new conversation on slack with Janeece and Luisa and started typing.

• Tom: Sandy has worked enough on this task for today. You won’t dismiss her, but she can go whenever she asks.
• Janeece: Alright.
• Tom: Now tell me, how many sex partners did you have before me? And how many of them were female?
• Janeece: 7, all men. I’ve never been interested in women.
• Luisa: 16, two women. One was a roommate I experimented with in college, the other was a dare at a party.

Tom’s grin widened. Interesting, and possibly useful. He switched to private messages with Luisa.

• Did you like having sex with women? Why did you stop after college?
• It was nice, but I was **** to explore it any further. I liked the sex, but dating was out of the question, my family is very old fashioned and I had to make a choice. And even though I’m not above one night flings, I never specifically aimed for women.

He scratched his chin thoughtfully. He could work with that.

• You were never actually interested in men. None of them ever gave you any pleasure and never will, and you only had orgasms by yourself or with the two women you had sex with in university. You’ve also never been attracted to any man. You actually find them disgusting and unbearable. Despite all your best efforts to convince yourself that you could live your life as a straight woman, you’re 100% a lesbian. You just can’t admit it to yourself right now.
• I’m a lesbian?
• Yes you are.
• Okay.

Tom chuckled. Obviously his end game was not to make her unavailable for him, he was just playing around for now and would later make himself an exception.

He was done with Luisa for now, so he switched to Janeece.

• Aside from me, you don’t remember any man giving you pleasure before, and it won’t change anytime soon. Besides, nothing can compare with the pleasure I give you when I fuck you.
• Really?
• Yes, really. Being angry at me doesn’t only increase your hornyness, it also makes your erogenous zones extra sensitive.
• I see.
• You also secretly despise all men, you find them weak, stupid and ugly, while women are attractive and reliable. I’m a special case though. You may hate me and be disgusted by me, but the arousal I cause you is still greater than anything else. I’m also the only man you see as having any guts because I can handle you and fuck you even when you’re furious against me.
• That’s true.

Tom frowned. Did her last reply mean it was already what she thought before he sent her the message? Maybe it was only about the last part. Still, it was unexpected from his manager.

• Anyway, you’re a lesbian in denial, but all it would take for you to admit your disdain for men in general and your preference for women would be a frustrating experience with a man. For instance, your lover losing his erection and crying over it like a pussy when you touch him.
• Understood.

He had planted the seeds for this specific event this morning, so it was unlikely to have already happened.

Now, having worked on each of them separately, he went back to the group chat.

• Tom: Anyway, who do you think has the bigger chest among the two of you?
• Janeece: I can’t tell.
• Luisa: They seem to be roughly the same size.
• Tom: You start wondering about it and picking glances at each other’s chest. You will get increasingly obsessed about this question, which in turn will make you increasingly horny.
• Janeece: Right, I want to know.
• Luisa: Agreed.

They didn’t need to be pushed too much in this direction. Maybe it helped that they were now both lesbians in denial.

• Tom: You will also start noticing features and think about character traits that you like in each other. The more time you spend with each other, the more you’re unable to think about anything else. Tell me what you like about each other, aside from your boobs.
• Janeece: Her smile, her chin, her nose, her almond eyes, her neck, her olive skin, her waist, her ankles when she’s wearing high heels, her calves, her wittiness, her reliability, her sense of style.
• Luisa: Her hips, her butt, her thighs, her lips, her arms and shoulders, her hair, her jawline, her cheeks, her professionalism, her willpower, her character strength, the way she looks after her subordinates and tries to conceal her own vulnerability.

It was quite instructive how little time it took for them to have such a thorough list ready.

• Tom: You will subconsciously start talking and moving in a more flirty way around each other, and touch each other more than you need to but in a friendly way.
• Janeece: Understood.
• Luisa: Not a problem, I’m already flirty.
• Tom: Is Sandy still around?
• Janeece: Yes. She’s been fidgeting in her seat for a few minutes.

Tom chuckled and quickly switched to Sandy’s DM’s.

• How are things going?
• It’s nearly unbearable. They’re both so beautiful, and I think there’s something between the two of them. At first I didn’t notice anything, but the way they look at each other, the tone of their voices, how Janeece sway her hips when she walks or how she leans on Luisa while she’s sitting in front of the computer, putting a hand on Luisa’s shoulder or wrists with her chest a few inches from Luisa’s face, and how Luisa crosses her legs and smiles invitingly, it looks like they want to eat each other out.
• Do you picture them eating each other out?
• Yes, you’re having a threesome on the desk and they’re making out like they’re in heat. Can I go musturbate now?

He bursted out laughing. By the look of it his young assistant was about to spontaneously combust from sheer arousal, yet she still subconciously asked for his approval before relieving herself.

• Not yet. Wait for them to show off some more cleavage.
• Yes, Sir.