Jess's boss isn't quite satisfied...

Jess stops, pulling out her phone. She swipe her finger, and then bursts into a giggle. She turns the phone to you, a rock hard cock sticking out of a pair of khaki slacks on the screen.

"Your boss, I presume?" You smirk at her.

"I'd recognize that cock anywhere!" She grins.

"So, is that an invitation, then?" You raise an eyebrow.

"Maybe..." She types into the phone. "Show me that pussy!" She holds it up to your crotch.

You glance around the rather busy cafe. "Fuck it." You shrug, shoving your thumbs into your shorts, tugging them down with your panties.

"Having trouble with the autofocus..." Jess taps repeatedly on the phone.

"Shut the fuck up!" You laugh, more than one head already turned your way, two sets of lips still breathing fresh air.

"Okay, that's good." The phone is finally flashing, and you finally stop, letting your shorts ride a little low.

Jess shoves the phone between your thighs, and you raise an eyebrow. It buzzes, shoved up against your clit, and you laugh. She pulls it out, swiping it open. "He says he'd be happy to oblige."

"Oblige?" You raise an eyebrow, "Oblige what?"

"I said you were a mess, and I hoped he had better aim." She grins at you as she steps out into the street. "He asked what to aim for."

"Seems like a reasonable way to explain your point." You nod, grinning, following her across to her car.

"Shall we go earn me a paycheck?" You both slide into the car and she starts it.

"Sounds like a plan!" You smile as she pulls out into the street and heads to her office.

"Oooh, check this, would you?" She pulls out her phone, handing it over to you. You swipe it open, a picture of a half-hard cock popping up,

"It seems he's less excited." You say.

"Excite him." She smiles at you, and you smile back.

You snap him a selfie, then peel out of your sports bra, sending him another. "Can you spot the difference!?" You text.

A moment later, he replies "Nipples?" And you laugh, showing the phone to Jess.

"I think that should be his reward for getting it right!" She grins, and you grin back.

You strip off your top, tossing it to the floor with your bra, and snap him another selfie. A few seconds later, a nicely hard cock pops up.

"Yay, we all win!" You flash the dick pic to Jess, who grins.

The phone vibrates again, and you frown for forgetting to shove it between your thighs. Pulling it up, you read aloud "Can you spot the difference?"

You laugh at Jess, but she just rolls her eyes as the two of you pull into the alley behind her office, into her parking spot. She hops out, and you follow her into the back door, tugging your shirt on, leaving your sports bra on the floor of her car.

She heads down the hall, and you follow after her. Some guy comes around the corner, and she offers a polite greeting. "I didn't know you were coming in today" "I wasn't, but John needs something real quick" "Who's your friend?" "This is Cindy" "Nice to meet you!" A handshake and suddenly you're very conscious of your lack of bra, and so is this guy.

You peel away, and around another corner, into an open office door.

"Meet Cindy." Jess smiles at her boss, closing the door as you step in.

"Ah, I hardly recognized you without your clothes off!" He grins, holding out a hand, his stiff cock tucked away but still obvious in his slacks.

You take his hand, smiling, and say...