Kate cops a feel

"What are you going to do?" Diane asks nervously. The poor girl feels like she's been through enough already and she hasn't even made her way down to reception yet. Kate has at least been nice about everything so far though, unlike Emma who seems to go out of her way to humiliate her, so she holds out hope that whatever Kate wants to do won't be too bad.

"May I?" Kate asks, and she holds her hands out a few inches away from Diane's breasts.

That familiar tingle that Diane has felt between her legs ramps up, and she shakes her head yes while biting her lower lip.

Kate reaches out and places a hand on each of Diane's breasts, cupping them from underneath. Diane swallows hard and clenches her jaw to stifle a moan as her breasts are touched by another woman for the first time. The two lock eyes briefly just as Kate starts to caress and knead the goth's soft but firm mounds, and Diane feels herself get a little weak in the knees. Kate's touch is gentle and masterful, unlike the couple of guys that have been lucky enough to get their hands on her magnificent D cups. Nothing is rushed, sloppy, or forceful. Kate clearly knows her way around a pair of breasts.

"You really hit the genetic lottery with these things," Kate says with a laugh as she grazes the underside of Diane's breasts with her nails and fingertips sending jolts of pleasure that go straight between the raven-haired beauty's legs.

"Pl-please..." Diane whispers loud enough so that only Kate can hear her.

"Please what?" Kate whispers back, leaning in close but never losing contact with Diane's breasts.

"Please don't...please don't stop," Diane answers in a half moan/half whine.

"You're lucky I like you," Kate replies as her hands continue their masterful combination of caressing and massaging Diane's breasts. "And I love your big tits. They're perfectly symmetrical, nice and firm and perky. If I didn't know any better I'd think they were created in a lab."

"Oh god," Diane moans as another, more intense jolt of pleasure make it's way between her legs. She closes her eyes as she focuses on the pleasure that Kate's touch and words are bringing her.

"You know what else I like about your tits?" Kate asks rhetorically. "Your areola and nipples. They're the perfect shade of pink and are just the right size. And they look so achingly hard. I wonder if that's because you're naked and cold or if it's for another reason."

Kate knows it's for another reason of course, and she circles each of Diane's areolas with her thumbs. She grins as she watches the way the goth reacts to her touch and she slowly circles inward until her thumbs are rubbing Diane's erect nipples. Her focus turns to them and she starts to play with them lightly, continuing to circle them with her fingertips and pinching and pulling on them gently. Kate listens to Diane's pants and moans as she plays with her nipples and then she gives them a harder pinch. Not too hard but harder that she had previously, and that does the trick.

"Ohhhh goddddd," Diane moans with her eyes clenched shut as another jolt of pleasure rockets from her breasts to between her legs, this one sending her over the edge. Waves of pleasure ripple through her body and her legs wobble as she's hit with the most intense orgasm of her young life. Her eyes shoot open and she reaches out and puts her hands on Kate's shoulders to steady herself, completely forgetting that she wanted to keep her black bush hidden, and that's when she sees Emma with a shocked look on her face. She got so lost in Kate's touch and her words that she forgot the petite brunette was even there. The intense pleasure she just felt became quickly replaced with intense shame.

"Alright, no more cumming on the company dime," Emma tells Diane. "Get your ass down to reception already, and make sure you clean up before you sit down. Someone else is going to be sitting in that chair later or tomorrow."

"Play time's over. See you later, Diane," Kate says with a smile and waves at her.

On spaghetti legs, Diane makes her way over to the elevator and waits for it to open. She can feel the eyes of Emma and Kate boring into her bare backside as she waits, and when the elevator arrives their reflection in the metal doors confirms what she's feeling. She quickly gets inside and presses the button for the first floor.

"You're incorrigible," she hears Emma say to Kate with a laugh as the doors begin to close.

"Maybe I am. Now give me that five dollars you owe me!" Kate replies.

When the doors close Diane hangs her head knowing that ultimately this was about nothing more than a $5 bet between the two women, and that she's still got most of the workday in front her. What other humiliations is she going to have to endure today?