Make Kris kiss Courtney

Josh nods, turning his attention to Courtney. "Kris, would you mind entertaining my lovely assistant for a bit while I eat?"

Kris's eyes widen, a flush rising to her cheeks at the unexpected invitation. "Of course, sir. Whatever you wish." She approaches the desk, her movements graceful and deliberate.

Kris leans in close to Courtney, her breath warm against the other woman's ear. "I'd be happy to keep you company, sweetie," she whispers, her fingers trailing lightly down Courtney's arm.

Courtney shivers at the touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips. She meets Kris's gaze, her own eyes sparkling with anticipation. "That's very kind of you, Kris," she replies, her voice husky.

Without further preamble, Kris closes the gap between them, capturing Courtney's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues dance, exploring each other's mouths as Kris's hands roam freely over Courtney's body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples into stiff peaks.

Breaking the kiss, Kris pulls back just enough to murmur against Courtney's lips, "You taste divine, baby girl."

Kris breaks away from Courtney, her breathing ragged and her lips swollen from their heated kisses. She straightens up, smoothing the oversized shirt Josh gave to her, as she steps back to admire her handiwork.

Courtney sits flushed and panting, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her nipples, still rigid from Kris's ministrations, poke enticingly against the cool air. Despite the intensity of their encounter, she remains seated, maintaining her position as Josh's cushion.

Kris shoots Josh a coy glance, a smirk playing on her lips. "All done, sir. Your assistant seems quite... satisfied." She winks at Courtney before turning to leave, pausing at the door to cast another sultry look over her shoulder. "Anytime you need a break from work, just let me know."

He leans back into Courtney's body, his gaze drifting to her flushed face and heaving bosom.

"Much appreciated, Kris," he says, his voice low and appreciative. "Courtney here makes an excellent cushion, doesn't she?"

Courtney blushes deeper at the comment, squirming slightly in her seat. "I try my best, sir," she murmurs, her voice tinged with embarrassment and arousal.

As Kris leaves, Josh chuckles, the sound sending pleasant vibrations through his back as he presses it against Courtney's breasts. He eats a few bites of his lunch. "Indeed you do, my dear. Now, back to work, shall we?"

2 hours pass, and Josh finishes up his work. As he leans into Courtney's supple form, her breasts cushioning his back, he remembers something.

Josh grins. "Dodie will be back from the gym shortly, love, and I think I should greet her at the door. You can tidy up my office in the meantime." Josh decides, slowly getting up from Courtney's lap, kissing her sensually on the lips before heading to the kitchen.

Breaks the kiss, giving Courtney a lingering gaze filled with appreciation before standing up. "I'll go see what Kris thinks. You can tidy up my office in the meantime," he says, his voice commanding yet gentle.

Courtney nods, a soft smile on her lips as she watches him depart. She rises from the chair, stretching languidly to relieve the tension in her muscles. Retrieving a dustpan and broom, she begins methodically tidying the office, as Josh makes his way to the front door in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Josh finds Kris scrubbing down the counters with meticulous precision. Her blonde ponytail bounces slightly with each movement, and the loose T-shirt flashes her tight ass and toned physique. Soon after, the front door swings open, and Dodie strides in exhausted, her hair damp from the gym and a sheen of sweat glistening on her skin, still bruised and marked from her session with Josh yesterday. "Afternoon, Master," she greets, dropping her bag by the entrance.