Please Yourself

Archie sat back in the hard chair and sipped his sweet coke. He couldn't believe what was happening.

After a short time Lynda lead Betty from the back room. Archie was amazed at the transformation. Betty was now wearing a crispt white men's shirt, a tweed skirt, and pumps. Her hair was done up tight in a bun. A pair of black glasses completed the outfit. She looked like a secretary or a teacher.

Ron directed Betty to sit behind his desk in the corner of the room. Lynda picked up a camera and followed Ron.

Ron and Lynda began shooting Betty who pretended to work on some report. At Ron's direction, Betty pushed her chair back and began stroking her breasts through her clothing. After a series of photos, Ron directed Betty to shift her hands under her skirt. Archie got up to get a better view of the action. Betty was obviously enjoying her work; she leaned far back in the chair and closed her eyes in pleasure.

Ron broke the spell by ordering Betty to climb up onto the desk. Laying back, Betty slowly and seductively unbuttoned her shirt. One-by-one the buttons came undone and more and more of Betty's smooth skin was revealed. It soon became clear that she didn't have on a bra. As her nipples came free, Betty began twisting and teasing the pink tips into hard, taut knobs.

Ron now directed Betty to lift her shirt. As the garment bunched around her belly, Archie plainly could see that his girlfriend's pussy was exposed - she had no panties.

Betty quickly slipped two fingers of her right hand deep into her pussy. With maddening slowness Betty began fucking herself. Ron and Lynda never stopped taking photographs. Archie cock was raging hard.

While her right hand was busy with her pussy, Betty's left hand continued playing with her swollen nipples. Archie could see that the girl was close to cumming. Her hips began rising up from the desk top and she was breathing harder and faster. Now Betty slid her left hand down over her belly and down between her legs. While she continued plowing her fingers in and out of her pussy, Betty began stroking and rubbing her clit with the fingers of her left hand. Faster and faster she made tight circles over her clit. Faster and deeper her fingers flew into the drippy slit. Betty arched her back, quivered, and then dropped down onto the desk with a sigh. Her fingers stopped moving.

Ron and Lynda took a few more photos of the exhusted Betty. Ron said something quietly to Lynda who helped Betty to her feet and took her back into the changing room. Ron walked back to Archie and smiled. "Betty is really a hot number. You're really going to enjoy my next scene. We'll give the girls an hour to rest. Put your pants back on and help me set the stage."