Work in your study

Kelly nods, still panting slightly, and climbs off of you. She stands up, and you can see a slight tremble in her legs as she straightens up. She gives you a small smile before turning around and walking out of the room, leaving you alone on the couch.

You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself as you stand up and head towards your bedroom. Your legs are still shaky, and you can feel the afterglow of your orgasm lingering in your body. You would have gone another couple rounds if you did not have April coming over.

You quickly slip into a fresh pair of underwear and jeans, before throwing on a simple t-shirt. You glance at yourself in the mirror, smoothing down your hair and taking a deep breath to compose yourself. You've always prided yourself on your self-control, and you're not about to let a momentary lapse in judgment ruin your reputation.

You head out of your bedroom and make your way to your home office, where you sit down at your desk and power up your computer. You have a few emails to catch up on, and you want to get a start on the work before April comes over.

The minutes tick by as you read and respond to the emails, and before you know it, you hear a faint knock at the door.

You glance at the clock and see that it's been about 90 minutes since you last checked the time. You take a deep breath and stand up from your desk, smoothing down your shirt as you make your way to the front door. You can feel your heart rate quicken as you approach the door, wondering what April will look like today.

As you open the door, your eyes widen in surprise. April is standing in front of you, dressed in a form-fitting suit that accentuates her curves. The neckline plunges low, revealing a generous amount of cleavage, and the hem of the suit stops mid-thigh, showing off her toned legs. Her long, blonde hair cascades down her shoulders, and her lips are painted a bold red.

"Wow, April," you say, your voice catching in your throat. "You look incredible."

April smiles, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Why, thank you," she says, stepping closer to you. "I'm glad you like it."