Request Lunch.

As you both come into the entryway, you close and lock the door behind you, immediately wrapping your arms around Jess from behind and cupping her breasts. Instantly, her hand finds the outline of your cock and begins rubbing. You tweak both her nipples at once, and her hand lightly falls away from your dick.

"See," she breathes. "No complaints about you groping me." She groans as you continue to massage her firm tits and you finally stop, slowly pulling your hands away. She turns and kisses you, hard and her hand more fervently explores your rock-hard cock. You kiss her back, ensuring that every time your hand moves up or down, it touches an exposed breast. As you both pull away, you feel Jess' hand still on you.

"So what's next on the boss' list?" she asks mischeviously. You exert all the willpower you have in sliding away.

"Lunch," you say. "You're going to make me a sandwich and bring me a beer." Jess grins.

"Even though I know you'd rather be buried to the hilt in my wet pussy?" she asks lightly. "Or deep in my throat?" You groan as she turns away, her hair swaying behind her. "Have it your way, Mr. In-charge."

You stagger into the living room and await your feast. Jess is whistling lightly behind you as she maneuvers in the kitchen and when she comes in, you can't keep your eyes off of her chest. She notices, and dutifully places the cold, opened bottle of beer to her left nipple, and it swells almost instantly. She puts the bottle and the sandwich (cut in half on the plate) on the TV tray in front of you.

"That look good, John, sir? Anything else I can do?" Jess knows she's got you on the edge and she's playing her 'servant' role to the hilt. You're finding it difficult not to play along. At first, you're ready to dismiss her, but you find her hands wandering around her left breast a bit too distracting. You take a bite of the sandwich and realize how hungry you are. Having missed breakfast, you begin eating ravenously as Jess watches, her hand never leaving her nipple. As you finish the first half, Jess is looking rather satisfied with herself.

"What are you having?" you ask innocently.