No

Guanyin feels Carina's lips on hers, then her tongue cautiously peaking forward. Of course her sexy, bisexual employee is interested in her, she's seen it a million times, and at this point Yin has just come to expect people to want her. And she's wanted to fuck Carina for months now. She's dreamed of taking Carina outside, stripping her bare, and making out with her right on the sidewalk, of fucking her in the park, and even of going back to her apartment and spending a romantic night with her, making her qiaoguo, and laying with her with soft music, candles, and flowers. But no, that's not who she is. She's resisted so far, and she can now too.

Carina is surprised when Yin pulls back from the kiss. Hasn't she done enough? She knows that the woman must be uncomfortably horny, and **** to get fucked, not to mention being practically nude in public, and specifically attracted to her employees. This should have been enough. She's impressed, and feels a pang of guilt, for how much she's already pushed this temptation on such a loyal person. Not that she's done. Oh no, this is just the beginning. And next time Yin will be the one to make the first move.

"What's wrong?" she asks, putting a hand possessively on her boss's hip.

"You're trying to make me cheat is what's wrong!" Guanyin shouts. She feels herself flush, a heat spreading through her chest and up to her face, hands curling into fists. "That's not good, Carina, what do you take me for?" She steps back with intention, not knowing what she'd do if she remains so close.

Carina words this carefully, knowing how poorly this can go if made as a statement. "Aren't you just a passionate, beautiful woman, who deserves to be happy?"

"I am! With Sam!"

"I know, but you're only angry because you're realizing that you deserve more. It's always been there, under the surface, that you know that if you want something, you just have to take it." Carina keeps her distance, trusting fully in her words and the new power she found in them.

"I... I don't know. It would hurt Sam, and I won't let you hurt him," Guanyin says with less conviction.

"Don't you have needs too? You have a far greater sexual need than him, and you need to dominate and command. You spend your whole life with sex in the back of your mind when it's not at the forefront, and an incredible urge to bend people to your sexual needs."

"How do you know so much?" Yin says, feeling herself moving closer again. All anger drains from her. Carina just shrugs. "If we do this, you won't tell Sam, will you?" she asks. Carina shakes her head. "Okay, then you need to show me that you know how to pleasure a woman. You'll do exactly as you're told. So first, you're going to take off your clothes, at least so that you match me. And stand on one of those tables. Make sure the world can see you." A wicked smile plays over Yin's face.

Terror grips Carina, coming from the part of her that can't quite trust that this is actually happening. Just that little spot in the back of her mind that says "what if this isn't real, and you're just about to get busted for public nudity. What if your powers just stop working." But she gulps like she's swallowing down that fear and steps out from behind the counter. Her heart races while she steps first on a chair, then on the table. She'd considered stripping about a year ago, but it seemed too far for her. Now here she is...

"You're not moving, Hun," Yin says, leaning forward smugly, her chin resting in her palm. She lets the counter hold the weight of her black-lace-clad-tits and watches the effect that has on the woman before her. She admires the woman's wavy chestnut hair, the shape of her curvaceous body, her wide, expressive, blue eyes that she can't wait to see shut tight when pleasure overwhelms her.

Carina nods and begins dancing, slowly, without rhythm or music to help, or at least the part. She whispers to herself, "I put on sexy heels today, and my sexiest underwear this morning." She almost stumbles when she is suddenly a few inches taller, even if, according to the universe, nothing had just changed. She unbuttons her pants, slowly pulling down the zipper in front. Her black and red gauzy underwear just beginning to show through. She's almost surprised that this bodysuit style one-piece is her sexiest underwear. She continues, though, turning so that her boss can see when she inches down the pants, one side at a time, exposing her ass. Carina's encouraged by the sharp intake of breath she hears.

Carina follows the general idea of a routine she'd seen, her pants coming off, and then teasing by hooking her thumbs in through the side holes of the underwear, pulling until her pussy is almost exposed. Shirt is next, though, when she pulls that off dramatically, letting her covered tits free. It feels so wrong, exposing herself in the yellow comfortable lighting and smell of roasted coffee beans that she can only associate with work, but that just makes it hotter, because she can see how much Yin is enjoying it. She sneaks a glance back out the front windows when she gives her boss a twirl and is secretly relived to see there's no one watching, though.

"Enough teasing, I want to see your pussy. Play with it for me," Yin says, feigning relaxation and control. Oh, she knows she has control over Carina. That woman would do anything she says. What she's faking is control over herself. She wishes she had a toy or could touch herself while watching this display. She squeezes her thighs together, accomplishing nothing.

Carina squats down, letting her legs spread. She pulls aside her underwear, exposing her little pink pussy, and slips a finger into herself. There's no resistance, as turned on as she is. Her fingers slide in and out of her, finding the right spots inside. She's done this countless times, though maybe not in this position, often while thinking of her boss. She doesn't hold back a moan when it starts to come out on its own, but instead emphasizes it, just for her audience's sake. She starts fingering herself faster and faster, watching her boss's face the whole time, lost in her pleasure. Finally she can feel it building and building, ready to explode when...

"Stop." Guanyin orders.

"Wha..?" Carina replies, her senses returning. Her hand stops moving the moment she realizes what's happening.

"You've done what I asked. You showed me that you can pleasure a woman. Now you can stop and pleasure me."