Time to deal with Kathrine.

Tiffany and Emelia arrive at Professor Brown’s office. There is no sign of Kathrine so far. They quickly get to setting up their plot to have Tiffany use her mind controlling cum on Kathrine. Tiff takes her pants off and sits in the professor’s chair facing the door. Safely hidden behind the desk she starts prepping her dick. Emelia stands by the door ready to grab Kathrine if necessary.

Pretty soon the sisters hear the quick clicking of approaching footsteps. They see Kathy’s shadow on the frosted window as she fumbles to unlock the door. She opens the door and halts at the sight of Tiffany.

“Tiif—Emelia!” Kathrine says then noticing Emelia after swinging the door a bit farther. Kathy is white with mid-back length blonde hair and glasses. Her physique rivals that of Emelia's, though she falls just a hair short in one area much to her chagrin. She’s wearing an orange blouse with beige khakis and tan ankle boots. Seeing her nice body again after so long Tiff can’t wait to get her naked, and she picks up her pace imagining it.

“Hey Kathy! Why don’t you come in,” says Emelia taking control of the door away from Kathrine and closing it behind her. The air is heavy and Tiffany feels like either one will blow their top any second now.

“What are you doing here? I swear if you’re trying to pull something…” Kathrine faces Emelia then manically scans the room for anything to find at fault. Her attention is drawn back to Tiffany. “You know she’s not supposed to be in here.”

“You’ve got a lot of nerve. Yeah, like I’m the one trying to pull something…” Retorts Emelia.

Emelia leisurely walks behind Kathrine.“You got that message, didn’t you? It’s time to put an end to our little feud, don't you think?” She says as she walks towards Kathy indirectly pushing her to the professor’s desk.

Kathrine replies, “Yes, I got that message—”

“You don’t want to be fired, do you? I know I don’t!” Emelia interrupts.

“I— That ain’t my—Ugh! Em, cut the bullshit! Why are you‒ Why is your little sister here?!”

“Tiff is here to help us…mediate.”

“I’ll try to be as impartial as I can. But Em never stops talking about you and how you keep messing with her work. Kind of a dick move,” Tiffany strokes her hard cock as she speaks to Kathrine. She’s brought herself to the edge and is almost ready to make her shot.

“How dare you! I would never do such a thing!" Kathy notices Emelia appear to her left and watches her make her way to stand behind the desk. "You know, it’s probably one of the others, like Mark or Steve. If anyone is messing with you Em it’s gotta be one of them.”

“Typical Kathy, so quick to blame someone else,” Em says smugly.

Kathrine slams her palms on the desk, “Bitch! It’s your fault for leaving it out in the open!”

Kathy’s glare is drawn down. Her eyes go wide when she sees something she didn’t expect to be there.

“W-whaa—”