Make Kris kiss Courtney

Josh nods, turning his attention to Courtney. "Kris, would you mind entertaining Courtney for a bit while I eat?" Kris's eyes widen, a flush rising to her cheeks, "Of course, sir. Whatever you wish." She approaches the desk, leaning in close to Courtney, "I'd be happy to keep her company," 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.

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. 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 with a heaving chest, her nipples poke enticingly against the cool air. Kris shoots Josh a coy glance, "All done, sir." 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.

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.